The Five Kingdoms

[Charzeon]

No, you're good now and are ACCEPTED!

 

[KillehKiwi]

This took forever! But here you go, one fresh SU!(: Hope it's good enough, I'm a tad rusty. I haven't been on Pokecommunity in a while.

"I swear never to desert my post before your throne, I swear never to disobey your orders"


Name: Lysa Gale
Gender: Female
Age: 20 Years Old
Kingdom: Secundis
Appearance:
Lyza Gale is fairly tall for a woman, standing 5'7" and towering over many of her peers. Her legs are extremely long, frequently getting compliments on how they seem to never end. But that's how you'd describe Lyza; long. Her arms seem longer than normal, but they are of normal length for her height, her fingers and fingernails are long, even her toes are long. But this isn't considered a bad thing in her kingdom. She is actually considered stunningly beautiful, her long-ness contributing to that. Her skin in always tanned, as she tends to spend a lot of her time outside playing with the children of her kingdom and the Pokemon. Lyza has dark, long, and thick brunette hair that is usually left down to flow almost to her rear. Her eyes are a pale green, but they shift to a more blue when she is demonstrating extreme emotions. Her nose is small and pert, turned up a tad, and her mouth is full-lipped and filled with straight, white teeth. She has one piercing in her left ear, and two in her right. Her nose has a small diamond stud in its right side.

Lyza is a very feminine, and very casual, person. Although it is more customary for rulers to wear elegant dresses when they are in or around their castle, Lyza prefers to wear jeans and regular T-Shirts whenever she can. As she is feminine, she enjoys wearing her elaborate dresses, but likes her subjects to feel that she is like them, a person, instead of a god that they should fear. She enjoys bright colors, but usually coordinates her outfits according to the season. She also enjoys wearing a lot of jewelry and accessories. Lyza is believed to be extremely beautiful to her subjects and subject of kingdoms she had visited alike. She's very modest about it, but is elated when she is complimented by a complete stranger.

Lyza's favourite casual is a pair of slightly faded blue skinny jeans, and a blue and white checkered button-down shirt wih sleeves that go only to her elbows, she leaves the first two buttons undone so she can show off her lacey white camisole underneath. She would wear comfortable brown boots with this outfit, tucking the ends of her skinny jeans in the boots, and, on a chilly day, a long brown overcoat with a hood and no buttons. Lyza isn't one for a lo of make-up, but her daily wear would be black eyeliner on boh her top and bottom lids, black mascara, and a dab or two of lipgloss. Lyza's favorite formal wear would be her favourite floor-length yellow dress, golden three inch strappy heels, and a small white overcoat. Her hair would be either brought up in an elegant bun, or down and curly.

Lyza always wears a Ho-Oh shaped pendant around her neck on a thin silver chain. It connects her and her Legendary's mind together so they can communitcate telepathically. Ho-Oh has a similer one that is worn around his neck in human orm as well.


Personality:
If there's one word that would describe Lyza the best, it would be the word 'kind'. Lyza is one of the most kind-hearted, sweet, and gentle people in the world. She's extremely modest when complimented, and is friend to all she meets, especially her subjects. She is known to play with the kingdom's children whenever they come calling, and helps her people whenever she can as best as she can. She is also very quiet and gentle, she is kind even to her enemies and the people she must punish for their crimes, and the people love her. She frequently shops at the same markets the commoners do, and can be found at the same restaurants having discussions with the kingdom's best scholars. That's another thing about Lyza, she's very intellegent. She is exceptionally well-educated, especially for someone from her less-than-rich background.But she is not yet wise, as she has only ruled for two years now. Wisdom, she believes, is something you gain from being alive much longer than her twenty years. Lyza was never any good at technology, however, and tries to learn as much as she can by the scholars she meets, so she can keep up with what's being made in her kingdom.

Lyza, as she has good points, she also has some bad. For one, she is an extremely emotional person. Though she only rarely experiences the emotion of anger, she does get very emotional in the opposite; saddness. Ever since she was a child, even the slightest thing could make her cry. Though now she has trained herself never to cry in front of officials or her people, she frequently has to adjourn meetings early because the emotional distress is threatening to come pouring out of her. Some find this a good point, since she is sensitive to problems in her country, but others say that it can interfere with her judgement of what is best for the entire kingdom. (Which it has) Scareye is a very touchy subject with her, her gentle side wanting to be kind to him, but her emotional side screams at her to shoo him out of the sky, to protect her people.

Overall, Lyza is an extremely balanced and controlled person. She is very kind, thoughtful, elegant, intelligent, sweet, and generous to everyone she meets. The people of her kingdom adore her, and she adores them right back. She is kind to the neighboring countries, though she is slightly wary of them, especially the Tertius. She loves children and Pokemon alike, and is really a child at heart. She is a romantic, and a book-worm, filling her royal library with fantasy, science fiction, and historical fiction books. She has a wild imagination, and loves to just sit and think.


History:
Lyza was born to a relatively poor family twenty years ago. Her parents were Aaron and Patricia Lyman, and she had two older siblings; Lydia who is five years older than Lyza, and Neville who is three. She also has three younger siblings, Beatrice, who is eighteen right now, Gray, who is sixteen, and Kylie who is twelve.

Lyza, even at birth, was quiet. She did cry when she was born, but her mother told her frequently that she had quieted as soon as they had finished weighing her. She actually scared the doctors, they thought something was wrong with her lungs, but they soon found that she was just as gentle as an infant as she would grow up to be. But along with this comment, her mother always said something along the lines of, 'I knew they're be something wrong with you as soon as you stopped crying that fated day!'. You see, Lyza's mother was a very loud and obnoxious woman, and Lyza never liked her. She was extremely blunt and loud-spoken, and always thought that anyone who was different from her has something wrong with them and was 'jealous' of her. Lyza's father was a very funny man, always bringing humar into a situation, but had a problem with alchohol. He never beat them or anything, but he did insult them whenever he was drunk. I never really scarred Lyza or anything, but it was one of the reasons she became so emotional.

Lyza had a basically good home life, she went to school unlike her older siblings, who had both dropped out early on because of monetary issues. Lyza enjoyed learning, and even got a job to help her parents put her through school. She was more often than not used as a free baby sitter as she grew up, but she didn't mind because that menat she had time without her mother and older siblings' loud volumes ringing in her ears as she tried to read or do her homework. Lyza was frequently insulted by her older sister, Lydia, because, well to be truthful, Lydia was jealous of Lyza. Though Lyza was younger, she got more attention from boys because she was considered beautiful even at an early age, though she was very modest about it, and shied away from many compliments. And Lyza was more intelligent than Lydia, because she had put effort into getting herself through school. But overall. Lyza got along with all of her siblings except Lydia, and also not her younger brother Gray. Gray was extremely mean to Lyza as they grew up, he called her names, taunted and tricked her, and pulled nasty pranks, he even cut her hair in her sleep once. Lyza, although she was gentle in nature, grew to hate Gray with a passion.

Lyza's father was killed in a drunken attack at a tavern when Lyza was seventeen. Lyza and her family were devastated. And a few months later, Lyza's mother killed herself because having to take care of seven children
alone had destroyed her sanity quickly. The stress was too much, and she slit her own throat one night when all of the kids were gone. Lyza wasn't particularly devastated, but she worried for her younger siblings. She worked two jobs so they wouldn't have to be separated and put into foster homes, while Lydia and Neville both worked one. The rest of the siblings quit school, and worked as best they could to support the whole family, and get little Kylie through at least middle school. Gray ended up running away right before Lyza's eighteenth birthday, when everything changed for good.

As Lyza grew up, she became more and more aware of something being different about her. She seemed to stand out more in crowds, and she always noticed a strange presence when she slept or when she was alone. She thought i was just her instincts kicking in at her most vulnerable moments, or the stress of supporting a family was just getting to her a bit, but she was wrong. Lyza had been chosen by Ho-Oh to be the next ruler of Secundis.

Lyza was completely shocked when she heard the news that the old king of Secundis had died. He had been king for her whole life, and life seemed alright most of the time. The worst thing was, a ruler of a kingdom only died when they did something terrible, everyone knew that. So she wondered and wondered what he had done, and who would be the next ruler.

Lyza met Ho-Oh exactly a week after she turned eighteen. The king had died four days before, and the kingdom was being handled by an emergency council until the next ruler was recognized. She was alone in her house, everyone else was out working or with friends. A brilliant red and orange light shown, and the man she had spotted staring at her appeared. He introduced himself as Ho-Oh, and Lyza believed him. She had always had a vivid imagination. She asked him why he was here, and he told her that she was to be the next ruler of Secundis. Lyza almost fell over in shock, and begged him to realize that he had made a mistake, but he would have none of it. He presented her wih the Ho-Oh necklace that she now always wears around her neck. He transformed into his true form, and flew her into Town Squre, where he pledged his allegience to her, and announced her Queen Lyza Gale of Secundis. The name change was customary in a woman's crowning.

Lyza had trouble at first in her queenly duties, often seeking help from Ho-Oh, now called Arthur, and her advisatory council. But in the two years she ruled, she became quite used to the fact that she ruled now, though she had done nothing to deserve it. Lyza wasn't in touch with her family after she was chosen, they actually believed that she had abandoned them and chose to be queen. She tried o reason with them, but Lydia liked to poison their minds with false tales of her. She now only speaks to Kylie from time to time, but the rest of her siblings turned their backs on her, but respected her as their queen.

Lydia soon saw her friends at her palace as family, especially Arthur/Ho-Oh. And this is where her past ends, and her present begins.

Legendary: Ho-Oh
Ho-Oh, in human form, takes the shape of a young man in his early twenties, to match Lyza. His adopted human name, which is usually used, is Arthur Orro. Ho-oh rarely takes his true form, since he rather o look like a normal human being, but can change back whenever he desires by touching a pendant with is always worn around his neck, using telepathic commands to change back. (See Appearance for more information) Arthur is a tall young man, around 6'3", towering over Lyza. His hair is shaggy and black, and his eyes are a brilliant blue. His facial features are strong and commanding. He usually wears a sarcastic smirk whenever he is around the palace. He wears usual baggy jeans and a half-buttoned dress shirt most of the time, looking like a casual tweny-three year old. But when he is called to wear a more formal outfit, he wears a black suit with a usual red and yellow tie, and dress shoes.


Ho-Oh is an extremely sarcastic person. He enjoys taunting people for their 'mortality', and has a crude sense of humor. He and Lyza are best friends, though he frequently irritates her with his over-confidence. He teases her regularly, and he is the main reason, besides running a kingdom, for her stress. He is a self-proclaimed 'lady-killer', who enjoys to toy with young human girls' minds. He is frequently scolded by Lyza, but that usually just earns a snicker from him. Anyone who sees them thinks them to be husband and wife, as they aree so familiar with each other, but Lyza and 'Arthur' completely deny anything other than friendship.


Guardian: Pideot

Weapons: Lyza's main weapon is her bow. She is a master archer, as she has been doing archery since she was seven, and is known to be deadly when she has to be with her arrows. Since she is extremely humane, Lyza doesn't usually aim to kill. She aims more for the legs, to ensure that they will be immobilized rather than killed, usually. But if she is forced into close-range battle, she uses a sword that was specially made for her when she became queen. It is a light blade, easy for her to use. It's long and thin, but deadly sharp. Though Lyza isn't as well trained in sword-fighting, she is well equiped to take down opponents without Ho-Oh's help most of the time. The blade's silver handle is incrusted with emeralds and sapphires, Lyza's favourite jewels, and has a silver Ho-Oh carved on the bottom of it, with her last name in cursive letters.


Other: Nothing that I can think of!(:

 

[Charzeon]

Killeh Kiwi, you are now reserved. Everything looks good right now. Just remember to describe what your Legendary looks like in human form.

 

[GrifSpark]

Annnnnd... post! I hope you enjoy it. If there's anything in my SU I need to change, update, or build on, just let me know. Enter Jericho, the nomad/farmer/ninja/freelancer!

"I swear never to desert my post before your throne. I swear never to disobey your orders..."
I regret nothing!

Character
Name: Jericho Mattayl "Matt-ahl"
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Kingdom: Originally from Tertius, although Jericho is a Freelancer.

Appearance: A seemingly common trait among those from Tertius is the outstanding height and naturally tough exterior. Jericho keeps those traits to a 'T', kept in place even more from his many travels and manual labour. His skin is fairly tanned due to the heat of the deserts, and his hair is a dark brown, which almost mimics his eye colour. A fairly square jaw-line and a height of roughly 6'1 makes him look rather intimidating.

His clothes mainly consist of rag-like cloth, which works wonders to keep out sand and keep cool. A cream-ish coloured hood covers his hair, and it just the right size to cover his mouth and nose too, preventing him breathing in sand, and to keep his identity hidden should he need to do so. The rest of his body is primarily covered in a loose fitting cloth outfit, with the torso clad with a leather outside, which provides any combat protection, which is also brown in colour. Leather gloves are worn which still leaves his fingers unprotected. Finally, for trousers they are mad of much the same loose cloth as his shirt, although he wears leather boots for protection. The front of his thighs have a layer of leather too, as an injury to the higher part of the leg could leave someone temporarily crippled.

Personality: Jericho has spent most of his later life simply by himself. The only real contact he has made was with both his guardian and his legendary. As such, his social skills aren't "up to scratch", especially when with new people. As such, he can be seen as cold sometimes, although that's far from the truth. Once he warms up to a person, he can be rather sociable at times, making the occasional joke and being a cheerful person.

He always had a natural sense of pride, and a somewhat high sense of justice. Should he come across a time when he can prove his worth, bandits for example, he will use the element of surprise to strike hard, and protect whoever is in trouble, and then vanish with only footsteps to deduct his location, which can soon be wiped away by the desert wind.

If it comes to being insulted, or offended, he reflects his legendary affinity perfectly. He completely ignores it, acting as if most offensive comments did not exist. The down side of his personality is that he can be a little blunt at times, making him as comforting as, well, a rock, but his lack of human contact means that it affects him and other very little, allowing him to live out his somewhat normal, nomadic life.

Jericho is an expert at many forms of martial arts, which only accompanied by combat weapon allows him to perform powerful moves to defend himself should his Guardian or Legendary be unavailable.

History: Born in the northern regions of Tertius, Jericho always knew he was in for bigger opportunities. His father worked as a farmer in the deserts just north of the capital, which has land fertile enough to grow plants. Even so, his family was rather poor, making little or no income on the still dry desert land. During Jericho's younger years, he helped work at the farm, helping to heard Flaffy and Mareep from different areas of the relatively small farm with his father. And it was around this age (Roughly 5) that his father began to teach him a variety of martial arts ranging from Tahtib (Egyptian staff combat) to Taekwondo.

As he became older, he was trusted with the job of actually selling the produce that was grown, and soon made regular trips between the farm and the capital of Tertius.

During one of these trips, it became a little more interesting, as an injured Larvitar was found by the side of the desert path. Jericho couldn't resist taking it back to his home, and restoring it to full health. At first its family thought it would simply be a hindrance, but found its volatile nature and Ground-typing was perfect for herding Mareep, and turned out to increase the quality of life around the farm.

During one late trip, and a little after Larvitar evolved into Pupitar, Jericho spent the night in an inn in the capital, which was possibly the only reason why he's still alive. Early morning, he headed out home, and the return trip was just as usual. But a thin wisp of smoke rose from the horizon, causing Jericho to pick up the pace. Upon arrival, he had found his home burnt to a crisp.

The food had been stolen, and any useful Pokémon had been herded off. Most of the less powerful ones had been left to starve, and his parents had died in the fire. Scavenging anything he could, Jericho followed a steady stream of Ponyta and Rapidash footprints, heading south, and then around the capital down to the peak of the land. The foot prints were kept in place due to the generally placid winds of the day, but it wasn't long before he lost track. In fact, he soon became so lost, that any chance of return to civilisation was unlikely. After falling to the ground from exhaustion and dehydration, he collapsed. The last thing he saw was the silhouette of a huge man, who was probably there to mug him, and decided to wait for the heat to kill him off.

Jericho woke up; lying in the very same inn he had slept in before the raid, accompanied by Pupitar and a strange man. The story was told, although it was brief, and Jericho was highly grateful. The man promised to help find these bandits for Jericho, which turned out to be a huge help. After travelling, but still being unable to find them, the man revealed his true intentions and his true form of course...

Legendary: Regirock

The man who had saved Jericho. As a Regirock, he naturally has the personality of a guardian. While being slightly unemotional and only speaks when needed, (Which to Jericho, is a good thing) Regirock will provide any help he can in defending those who mean something to him. This often leads him to being more of a guardian than the Pokémon assigned to fill that role. It doesn't bother Jericho, but it's potentially too risky.
As a human, he has many characteristics passed on from his original form. His most easily recognisable feature is his height, as Regirock towers over most people, being in the mid-end of six foot, being taller than even than Jericho.

Another noticeable feature is that his skin is a dark grey colour, but is mostly covered by his loose clothes to protect from the sand of the desert, much like Jericho wears. His hair is an orange-brown, further showing his Regirock origin. It is worn loose, and messy, although it is primarily covered by a cloth hood, which is attached to the bandana across his jaw and nose. The cloth itself is cream colour, which reflects heat, thus keeping Regirock cool. In fact, his clothing is near identical to Jericho's, albeit a larger size to make up for his height and width.

To ease communication, Regirock is often referred to by Jericho, and is usually introduced as Regius, which means royal in Latin, and is also the origin for the beginning of the Regis' names.

Guardian: Tyranitar

Tyranitar is Regirock's guardian, and has the ferocity to take that role twice over. Being such a dangerous and potentially savage Pokémon, she has to be held back by Regirock at times, and it may take a while to calm her down. But despite this, it's all done in good order, as all Tyranitar wants to do is protect both Jericho and Regirock, which is her job.
As a female Tyranitar, she is slightly larger than the males, and has a slight brown/cream tinge, making her look a little more like the sandy deserts of Tertius.

This Tyranitar has been with Jericho for "who-knows-how-long", and even Jericho himself can't quite remember when she was first found. The creature was a Larvitar at the time, so didn't put up much of a fight, but still kept her vicious nature. Since the arrival of Regirock, she has taken the place as its guardian, alongside Jericho.

Just like Regirock, Jericho's Tyranitar is often known by a nickname. In the case of this Rock/Dark type, she is known as Kirai.

Weapons: Jericho's weapon of choice is a staff made of a sturdy wood. It's not hugely heavy, being light enough to manoeuvre and fight with while being heavy enough to attack strong enough with. The middle is covered with a thin layer of cloth, with both makes it more comfortable to use, and stops the potential of blisters or splinters.

Other: Other than that, there isn't much more to know about Jericho, Regirock or Tyranitar.

 

[Charzeon]

O.O I must say that I am very impressed by both SUs. So, lets get this going:

KillehKiwi you are, with out a shadow of a doubt ACCEPTED!

Okay, I think I'm going to start everything next Tuesday. I will decide who will be the Freelancer on Sunday. If there are still positions open then I will still accept SUs. Which reminds me that I really should try to post up an OOC forum...

 

[dragonite149]

Can I reserve the spot of Tertius ruler? I think the legend shall be Entei, and the guardian shall be Rapidash.

 

[GrifSpark]

I will decide who will be the Freelancer on Sunday.

Well, on the basis I'm going up against two unfinished SUs, one of them being Nakuzami's, I think I'm in for a pretty good shot!

Hm, I didn't know that there was only one spot for the Freelancer. Oh well, it should make things a little more interesting! It sounds like a challenge to me, but I think one or two of you might know what happened last time I had accepted a challenge...

 

[Charzeon]

@dragonite149- you are now reserved for Tertius. Please post your SU soon.

@Grifspark- I can be convinced of having a second Freelancer, if I see another really good SU.

 

[Nakuzami]

Well, on the basis I'm going up against two unfinished SUs, one of them being Nakuzami's, I think I'm in for a pretty good shot!

Watchou talkin' 'bout? I finished my SU (...didn't I?) -.-

 

[GrifSpark]

Watchou talkin' 'bout? I finished my SU (...didn't I?) -.-

Eh, I've just checked over some of the posts, and realised that you posted one SU (Which was unfinished, and the one I was referring to) but then the place you wanted was taken, so you started another one, which was playing as the Freelancer. Oh well, guess that it was just me forgetting to check if you'd made a more up to date SU. Wah, I feel so stupid!

 

[Charzeon]

A day late but I still made my decision for the Freelancer position and it goes to....Grifspark!

Thank you to all that applied and I'm very sorry you couldn't make it. In anycase, I'm going to bump the the start of this RP to Wednesday/Thrusday at the latest. I will hold reservations until Saturday where, unless you have a completed and approved SU, you will not be a part of this RP. Thanks everyone and I do hope this will be fun for us all!

 

[GrifSpark]

Woohoo, I winz teh game! Thank you for choosing me Charzeon, I'm looking forward to this RPG. I also expect Regirock to smash something, anything... Meh, I can get round to that later.

 

[Nakuzami]

Myegh, I fweel sad :'( Maybwe there coud be two fweewancers? (meaning me, or else it would be pointless for me to ask :P)

 

[minime010]

Can I still please be apart of this RP? I know its late but...

Name: Luke "The Bolt" Tidal
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Kingdom: FreeLancer
Appearance: (1st Attatchment)
Personality: Luke is the type of character that has that burning ambition, likes to accept challenges, and (If he does at all) doesn't go down too easy. But he's a good sport, and cares about alot. He has a very powerful aura that radiates from him.
History: He was a human with extraordanary powers, and had amazing abilities. His speed and attack were at the highest levels making him a great fighter. His endurance was high too. But he could not contain this power without another being with the same abilities to bond and harness these powers. He was locked away until one day...
Legendary: Suicune is his legendary, and resembles a female that looks like it could be Luke's twin sister. Goes by Eliza Tidal.
Guardian: Mirumaju (kinda funny isn't it??)
Weapons: Two Signature swords, which are swords that style themselves specially for the user.
Other: has a glowing blue mark on his hand, one that looks like the shape of the kite shape thingy on suicune's head.

 

[Charzeon]

(OOC: Sorry Minme010, all SU's are closed for now, though I maybe opening some up soon.)

Alright, lets get this thing started. As a reminder, all those still reserved will lose those reservations come Saturday and their spots will become open once more. Now then, the prompts will be to just help you introduce yourself. After this one I'm going to let you crazy kids do what ever you feel like...for a post or two. ;)

KillehKiwi- Its a bright new day in the kingdom of Secundis. The sun is bright, the birds are singing and there is the ever present plesant wind. After you get ready, you have a meeting with your head enginer, John Freewind, about the conditions of the Windmills. He seems optimistic enough, but something just doesn't seem right about his expressions...

MasterLink-The first thing that reaches your ear is the hum of the machines their fans kick on once more to cool them. You have heard the exact same sound most everyday you have been ruler. Once you get dressed and after you eat some breakfast, you enter the meeting hall and talk with your advisors about the status of the Kingdom. Could it be your imagination, or is your second in comand, Henry Handson, seem to be suggesting things that happened because of you personally?

GrifSpark- You have been traveling with that man for sometime now. You thought you knew everything about him. But, as it turns out, you knew nothing...

 

[KillehKiwi]

"Your majesty, it is time to wake up. You have a meeting with Sir John Freewind today." a quiet voice of one of Lyza Gale's ladies-in-waiting said as she still lay in her extremely comfortable feather bed.

Lyza woke with a small start, then turned to her lady-in-waiting with a smile.

"Yes, thank you. Can you distract him if he comes before I am ready?" Lyza asked quietly as she go out of bed. Her lady nodded wih a smile, before curtesying and scurrying out of Lyza's grand bedroom.

Lyza moved to her large walk-in closet, and picked out her favourite semi-formal outfit; A knee-length tight baby blue dress, with black flats, a small black overcoat, and her favourite silver tiara.

She slipped quickly into her outfit, and added a few gems, before she opened her elaborate door.

"Good morning, my dear queen." a sly voice said from Lyza's left. She turned with a smile to see her most trusted advisor, the legendary Pokemon, Ho-Oh.

Now Ho-Oh wasn't in his true form, of course. He was disguised as an attractive, tall man with deep black hair and blue eyes. Only Lyza knew who he truly was, while her subjects and servants could only guess from thousands of advisors who her legendary was.

"Good morning, Arthur." she said softly and she began to descend down her marble stairs. "What are you up to, today?"

"Following your every move and making sure nothing is out to hurt you." Arthur said bluntly. "Like every day."

Lyza laughed. "Yes, I have noticed that more frequently, lately. People are starting to talk, Ho-.. Arthur. They think we're engaged or something... silly like that." she stated, and looked at him as they walked to one of the many parlors to wait for John Freewind.

"Ha. Everytime an extremely handsome man spends time with a woman, there's always talk of an engagement. Humans. I don't understand them." Arthur sniffed, and opened the parlor door for Lyza to step through.

"Did you mention that this 'extremely handsome' man is also 'extremely modest'?" Lyza teased as she entered the tastefully decorated parlor and sat on one of the comfortable chairs to wait for Sir John.

"No. That would be a lie." he teased back, and stood behind Lyza's chair in protection. "And this extremely handsome man would like to know why you picked such an outfit for meeting Freewind. You fancy him or something?"

Lyza blushed and laughed. "Maybe I didn't wear it for him." she said with a smile. "Why? Do I detect a note of jealousy? I thought you were above that, my dear advisor."

"Of course not." Arthur scoffed. "I-... " he was cut off by the entering of a maid. She curtesied low.

"Your majesty, John Freewind is here. May I allow him in?" she asked, keeping her eyes to the floor.

"Yes, Maid Elizabeth. If it is no trouble to you." Lyza said with a bright smile to the young maid. Maid Elizabeth looked up sharply, surprised by the kindness and familiarity she was getting, curtesied even lower, and wen ou to get John Freewind.

"You really shouldn't be so kind to the servants." Arthur sniffed.

"I prefer to call them 'help'." Lyza snapped lightly, and smiled as John Freewind entered the room.

"Your Majesty." John said as he bowed low. He approached Lyza, kneeled, and kissed her hand in reverence to her. "You look stunning."

"Thank you, Sir John." Lyza answered.

"What have you called me to talk abou on this fine day?" John asked as he rose. He glanced at Arthur with a wary look.

"I merely want to inquire about the windmills. I heard that they were in less than perfect conditions, and I would like to know if that is being seen to." Lyza said, and John's eyes widened slightly, his expression nervous, before his expression softened again.

"The Windmills? No, no, no..., the Windmills are in perfect condition. Who said otherwise?" John inquired.

"It's just gossip around the castle, I suppose. But I'd like to come up to he Windmills and see for myself. When would that be conveinent?" Lyza asked warily, she was noticing the strange expressions on John's face, and didn't like it one bit.

"Oh, your Majesty, I wouldn't want to put you in danger like that.... " John said, looking away.

"Danger? How could there be any danger? This is my kingdom, the Windmills are one of the most peaceful places." Lyza said. "Is there something you are not telling me?" Arthur's expression was becoming dangerous.

"No, your highness. I'll... make ready for your visit." he said quickly, and then bowed. "Good day, your Majesty... " Then John scurried out of the room as quickly as possible.

Arthur growled under his breath. "I don't like this." he said in a low voice.

(OOC: Hope i was good enough! :D)

 

[dragonite149]

OOC: Here's my SU for the ruler of Tertius!

"I swear never to desert my post before your throne, I swear never to disobey your orders"

Name: Katie 'Kate' Jones

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Kingdom: Tertius

Appearance:
Katie is quite well built. She is 5'6 and she weighs 147 lb. Her skin is pale. She has green eyes. Her hair, which is always down, is black. Her hair also has red streaks in. She often wears a red t shirt. Her skirt, which is red, is worn over the top of black leggings. She has a X-shaped scar on her left leg*. It is hidden under her leggings. Her shoes are black, and they are fastened with straps. She wears a black backpack, which she uses to store things.
When it is required that she dresses formal, she wears a red, flowing dress, like a wedding dress. It has a bow on the collar for decoration purposes. It often folds over, giving her a very regal appearance. The dress goes down to her knees. She still wears black leggings, but they have butterfly patterns on them this time. She doesn't wear her skirt when dressing formal. Her shoes are crystal coloured high heels.
*Find out more about it in the history.

Personality:
Although she is the Queen of Tertius, Katie lives quite a simple life. She lives at the standard of her servants. Katie is a real stroppy teen. Whenever she is angered, which is half of the time, she temporarily runs away from whatever angered her. She is quite fast, and when she needs to go even faster, she climbs on Rapidash or Entei, when the latter is in Pokemon form, and lets them carry her. However, she can be kind and caring at times. At those times, she is really kind and caring. It is hard for her to get the balance between kind and aggressive just right. However, if a Pokemon needs help, she will help it A.S.A.P.
She is physically strong, which is quite odd for a young girl like her. But she does come from Tertius. However, she prefers to not fight unless fighting is necessary. When fighting, she uses speed to her advantage. She lacks in the mental department, though.
She likes to make decisions quick. She often rushes ahead, without thinking first. Despite this, she often isolates herself from the rest of the world. Recently, Tai and Kizono have been her only friends. With Don Nelson annoying her all the time, she doesn't know who she can trust.

History: Katie was born in the Kingdom of Tertius. Her father was called Oliver Jones and her mother was Millie Jones. When she was born, a man called Sapiero Hill was king. His guardian was Groudon. As soon as she was old enough, she took Karate classes. One day, when Katie was 9 years old, the kingdom was attacked by a freelancer. Somehow, he had managed to get a lot of people on his side. Sapiero Hill charged into battle. Millie Jones ran away with Katie to protect her. Oliver stayed to fight, and he died in the fight. It was a misfire of Sapiero's gun, and so Sapiero died on the spot.
After quite a long trek through the desert, Katie and Millie came to a farm. They were hungry and tired, so they were relieved. Katie did have a packet of crisps in her backpack, but there were only two crisps left.
'A farm in the middle of nowhere?' Katie thought. However, the lights were off, and there were no Pokemon. Apart from one.
Outside the farm was a Growlithe. It looked hungry. Feeling a bond with it, Katie knelt down to it. She knew she had to help it. She took of her backpack and looked inside it. She pulled out a packet of crisps she had in her backpack. It was a packet of crisps she forgot to eat on her school trip yesterday. She opened it and pulled out a single crisp. She held the crisp out to the Growlithe, which ate the crisp. She gave the Growlithe the last crisp. Then, a man appeared out of nowhere.
"Thank you for helping this Growlithe. You have passed the test. Only one that has a non-violent heart will flee from war, and only one that is kind will help a Pokémon when they have to survive themselves. You are now Queen of Tertius," he said, before transforming into an Entei.
Katie didn't overreact to becoming queen. She just thought it was a dream. She pinched herself. It wasn't a dream.
"Here, take this," the Entei said, pulling an orange Fire Stone out from under his fur. Katie gave it to the Growlithe and it evolved into an Arcanine! Katie rode Entei back home, while her mother rode Arcanine. The years after that, she was too young to rule, so her mother filled in for her. Katie kept going to her Karate classes.
When Katie became 16, she was old enough to be queen. She wore the crown for the first time, and she got to sit on the throne. It was a magical moment, until a man appeared. This man tried to kill Katie with his sword. He madly slashed at Katie. Katie managed to avoid all of the strikes, apart from one. The slash was aimed at Katie's heart, but she managed to jump above it. However, it cut her left leg instead. She dropped down in pain, as the police, who had watched Katie's crowning, took him away. Katie went into hospital. Luckily, none of Katie's bones had been broken, though she did need to stay in for a month to allow her leg to heal. She still has a X-shaped scar from the accident. After that, she continued her karate classes. Now she is a black belt.

Legendary: Entei
When Katie is talking about Entei, she refers to him as 'Tai'.
When in human form, Tai is 5'8, just a little taller than Katie. He weighs 157 lbs. Entei's skin is brown, and his eyes are blue. His hair flows behind him, like a cloud, and it is white. Entei wears a brown slightly torn jacket over an orange polo shirt. The jacket fastens with buttons, but Entei almost always wears it open. He only fastens it when the weather is cold. Entei wears black tracksuit bottoms most of the time. If the weather is warm, he wears black shorts instead. His trainers are white, and they have the Reebok logo on the outer side in black. Tai prefers to be in Pokemon form, only becoming human form if absolutely neccesary. He is quite simple, like Katie.

Guardian: Arcanine

Weapons: That sword that sparks fire and lightning mentioned in the Tertius description.

Other: Her Pokemon have nicknames. She refers to her Entei as 'Tai' and her Arcanine is called 'Kizono'.

RP Sample: Charzeon, you know how I RP. *Points towards the Academy Of Myth thread*

So, am I in? If so, what is my starting prompt?

 

[Charzeon]

@KillehKiwi-that was a very good first post, well done! Now your free to do what you wish for now. So you can continue with this little path or do something different. Just know, I am always watching, and thinking. :D

@dragonite149- Okay, I'm going to put you under condition acception. This means that while you are accepted, I do want you to work on your SU a bit more, just fatten some things up a bit. You have until next Tuesday to fix it. Until then, you can RP.

dragonite149- the harsh sun climbs up the sky and sneaks its rays into your room. This wakes you up and you get ready for the day. You have a meeting with Don "Boulder Crusher" Nelson, who expresses his distaste with your rule. He don't do anything but leaves you with what he thinks is a threatening warning. Though this isn't the first time he has done this, you may not want to underestimate him...

 

[GrifSpark]

The Five Kingdoms – Freelancer
Jericho's Log #1 – A best kept secret...

Stabbing his staff into the sandy earth below him, Jericho cursed to himself. He had been travelling for what? Days? Weeks? Even he couldn't remember now. Maybe it was the rage blinding him. He could have passed their settlements days ago, and had been too angry to notice. It was killing him...

A faint growl from behind him relaxed his nerves slightly, but only for a second. "Ty..." murmured the Armour Pokémon, as she paced forward heavily in front of Jericho. "...ranitar."

Jericho knew he wasn't alone in this. Kirai felt much of his pain. She was Jericho's first, and only Pokémon. The Tyranitar may not have been the most graceful, or intelligent Pokémon, but she had been with Jericho for years, and had as close a connection with Jericho's parents as he did. He rested his hand on Kirai's back, and patted her lightly. The faint sound of footsteps from behind was a greater reassurance.

"Not far now." Muttered the voice from behind. It was rather quiet, and fairly unenthusiastic, but it was a good thing.

The third companion of Jericho was a man who went by the name of Regius. He stood at an astounding height, and that was the opinion of a Tertian. His skin was a pale grey, which constantly made Jericho feel a little wary of him, but he seemed safe enough. It didn't help that he usually kept to himself, but that was something Jericho had to deal with. Pulling the staff back out of the boiling sand, he strode forward, using the point of the staff to rest some of his weight against it.

A faint wisp of smoke flew from above a sand dune caused Jericho to freeze in his tracks. Smoke meant fire, or the absence of it at least. Fire hopefully meant a campsite, which could mean Jericho was on the right track. "I think we've got them." Muttered Jericho, although his voice was sub-consciously hushed. Pacing up the sand-dune, he reached the top, and fell to the floor.

Peering over, he took in the sight of what would lie ahead. About a hundred metres off, sat a quaint campfire. How anyone managed to get any source of wood from around here was beyond him, but he assumed some kind of Fire-Pokémon accompanied the campers. Three large tents surrounded the fire, each looking as if they could keep two people cosy enough, although they might be able to keep three inside if they didn't mind being cramped. A man paced around the tents into view, holding the reins to some kind of Pokémon. A second later, the head, and later body of a Rapidash came into view, which further reassured his thoughts.

"Ranitar..." gasped Kirai, as she too peered above the sand-dune.

Jericho clenched his fists. He was about to go in there and tear each and every one of them to pieces. It's would be the least they deserved. Regius moved his hand forward onto Jericho's shoulder in an attempt to calm him, but Jericho ignored it. He sheathed the staff by sliding it through the leather band which was apparent on the back of his clothes, and then slid down the other side of the dune, with Kirai following suit.

Regius simply stood back, with a slight feeling of dread. "No..."

There was no specific point of entry which would provide the most effective method of attack, so he tried the obvious attacking method, straight ahead. Sprinting with all the energy he could muster in the harsh, sand-filled winds of the Tertian deserts, he took seconds to come within fifty metres of the camp. A faint twist of the head from one of the settlers caused Jericho to break by throwing his legs forward. Taking a slide against the desert floor, he kicked up a cloud of sand about 20 metres from the target. The move was perfect, and would work as cover.

Over in the camp, the settler stared in awe at the cloud of sand. Had the winds kicked that up? It was strong, but the chance of creating an isolated, single cloud of sand was unlikely. Leaning inside one of the further tents, he glanced in to see another settler, who led down asleep.

"Hey, Marcus. Somethin' weird's goin' on."

The man, now identified as Marcus, simply waved him off, still half asleep and uncaring of whatever the other had to show him. The first sighed heavily, and then took a step or two backwards, and then spun around. He was thrown forward, winded, and then slammed against the floor. He felt a tough hand push him over, and then was lifted him up by the collar.

Jericho laughed quietly to himself. The move was rather sloppy for his standards, but it had worked. "Hey." Jericho said slightly coldly towards the slightly dazed bandit, who simply glared back at him. There was no solid wall to hold the man against, so Jericho had to put some effort into keeping him up.

"H-hey, what th-the hell are you doing!?" gasped the man, as he grabbed at Jericho's hand to loosed the tight grip on his neck.

Jericho grinned menacingly, before throwing the man to the floor, although he had hoped the floor hadn't been as dampened by the sand. Resting his foot on the man's chest, he pulled the staff from off his back and held the tip against his neck, ready to strike should he move. It didn't matter to Jericho whether he moved; he was going to die anyway. Pulling the staff back to strike with a side-way slam, his attack was halted by the faint growl from behind him.

Jericho moaned, and then lowered the staff slightly. Slamming the staff against the side of the man's head with only half the strength he had planned to use, the target fell silent after a heavy thud. Further check would reveal that he was simply unconscious, but Jericho didn't bother, since he already knew that. "Why, Kirai? Why? This is why we came here wasn't it!?"

A lower growl from the Armour-Pokémon kept Jericho silent. Kirai was never this much of a pacifist. Usually she was the first to run head first into a fight and rip the enemy half to pieces. Maybe she could sense Jericho's anger? Or maybe the attack had done much more emotionally than Kirai was making out.

"But..." Jericho muttered, before resting his head in his hands. "Oh, for Arceus-sake!" Jericho yelled, as he kicked wildly in anger, knocking over a tiny can of oil, which was clearly designed to keep the fire going.

It flung over the fire and it instantly burst into flames. The trail followed the spray of the oil, ripping through the sand like an Ekans. One of the tents erupted into flames, as sparks flew in all directions. Jericho didn't care, in fact, it felt good. Show them how they'd like someone to set fire to everything they loved and cared about. His anger fit froze as a steady drumming could be heard. Was it just his feeling of anger? Jericho had never in his life felt this angry and ready to kill before. No, it wasn't him.

"Tyrani..." grumbled Kirai to the incoming stampede.

The heavy sound of footsteps and drumming edged closer. Jericho and Kirai stood back to back, ready to face whatever they needed to face. The heavy beat moved closer and closer, and a faint whinny was accompanied. Within a second, a flurry of fire circled the camp, moving around at a progressively slower speed. As they slowed, the images became easier to see. Each 'flame' was actually a Rapidash, or the occasional Ponyta, each being ridden by a vicious looking character.

Jericho grumbled. "Bout seven Bandits. Regius has disappeared, it's up to us."

One riding the single largest Rapidash leapt off of his steed, and glared at Jericho. He was clad in similar leather armour that the rest of the group was wearing, albeit thicker, and more effective for defence. Each of the other bandits did the same, circling in on the two. Jericho pulled his staff in front of him, ready to use if things became hairy, which they did.
The leader grinned at Jericho, before drawing a slightly curved short sword, and then pointed it at Jericho. "Kid... I don't care why you're here, but all I know is you ain't gunna be leavin' in one piece."

And at that, he swung the sword in a horizontal motion, heading from the lower left to the higher right. Shoving his staff to the side, it collided with the blade causing them to collide off of each other.

"TYRAN!"

That was all the confirmation Jericho needed to go all out. Pushing the blade back once more, he swung the wooden staff above his head and struck it down. The leader side-stepped the attack, and then stabbed forward. Jericho copied his foe with a sidestep of his own, and then jabbed forward, hitting the man in the stomach. Flinching backwards, the man brought the sword up to defend himself from a second attack. Jericho flung his head to the side, and then swung his weapon in that direction, hitting a second attack in the neck, toppling him to the ground, leaving six left. Swinging his staff in a full 360' point, he smashed the end in a top-down motion which smashed against the parrying leader.

Kirai slammed her right fist into an attacker's chest knocking him backwards. He picked himself back up, and then charged forward once more against the impenetrable wall. She grabbed him by the collar with one hand and by the leg with the other, throwing him over Kirai's head. Five left to fight. She held her hands forward, and a few light-blue rings appeared around her wrists. Flashing from their first form into shards of rock, they flew into a second target, each one piercing his flesh, and throwing him backwards, four left.
"Not bad kid. Rapidash, Flamethrower." Said the leader, as he motioned to Jericho, which was followed by the Fire-type he had arrived on firing a blitz of fire at Jericho.

He threw himself to the side, landing unharmed against the warm sand. The Flamethrower struck Kirai, knocking her forwards. Despite having a type dis-advantage, it had hit her by surprise. Jericho was about to run to her side, but she pushed herself up, shoving away a third bandit. A fist clenched around Jericho's neck and collar, pulling him up, against his will. He was lifted up, and held facing the leader.

The leader smirked, and then laughed to himself. "Now... what do you plan to do now?" he threw Jericho to the floor, letting him glance at Kirai. She too had fallen to the floor, and was being engulfed in the flames of three Rapidash. How had it gone from them making such an effect to crippling to the ground? "Told you kid." Said the leader, as he placed the point of the blade on the back of Jericho's neck. A second passed without a sound. "Three... two... one..."

Jericho braced himself. This was the end for him. It was almost as if time had frozen around him, as it was already feeling like he had been waiting for ten seconds already.
Peeling open one eye, he glanced up. The flames bearing down on Kirai had ended, and each bandit simply stared to Jericho's left in awe. The Tyranitar turned her head to the left, and a similar expression grew on her face. As if a cloud had covered the blazing sun, the camp was emerged in shadow. Jericho, turning to the source of the shadow, was not surprised at the look of fear and amazement of the bandit's.

"REGIROCK!"

The creature, which was completely composed of stone, slammed its right arm into the stomach of the bandit leader, causing him to be thrown backwards, and lead either dead or out-cold. "R-run!" yelled one of the bandit's, as the group clambered onto their steeds, and belted off.

Jericho, pulling himself up, was joined by Kirai, both of them taking cautious steps backwards. The atronach was huge, both height and width wise. As the two took steps backwards, the creature stepped forward, keeping the distance equal. Jericho knew that if that creature could scare off a whole group of bandits, then surely he should be running too. But something stopped him. This creature didn't seem hostile.

It stared intently, as it muttered something in a slightly metallic tone. "Regi..."

The Regirock threw its arms down, and was slowly enveloped in a silver light, which emerged from its many eyes. The light slowly caused the creature to shrink, and the sharp, hard edges of the creature had smoothed out, and within seconds it looked vaguely human, albeit engulfed in a silver light. It reminded Jericho of the two times Kirai had evolved. The sound of shattering glass was accompanied with the light breaking abruptly, revealing a human form. In fact, one that both Jericho and Kirai had grown to know very well.

"R-Regius?"

 

[ComiTurtle]

Five Kingdoms - Primoris King

"I swear never to desert my post before your throne, I swear never to disobey your orders"

Name: Ike Jasko

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Kingdom: Primoris

Appearance: Ike has sharp ice blue eyes and short platinum blond hair. He stands at 6'6"with a muscular build but not overdone. His skin is the palest white you could ever imagine it seems to collect light and store it in his skin making him seem to glow yet this is common for all Primoris kings.
Ike wears the royal white and blue robes of all Primoris kings, the robes are made out of special fabric ice that is only made in Primoris, he also must wear the gauntlet when in the robes. The robes change patterns as light refracts through them. Ike hates these robes and only wears them when needed. Ike prefers to wear his white sleeveless shirt and baggy blue pants at other times with his weapons easily at hand. He wears a long blue cape at all times, the cape was given to him by Articuno, the cape has special properties in it that can be used as a shield and as a glider.

Personality: Ike's personality has been shaped by the harsh rule of the last king of Primoris and Articuno. He feels and expresses fear in a way found uncommon by most people he treats everything as a joke so he does not have to show his weakness and frustration to others.
Yet, his personality can easily be compared to that of snow in which it can be gentle or harsh. This trait has proven useful many times, as it has multiple uses, one face for the army, and one face for the peasants.
Ike has bad habit of taking on any challenge thrown at him no matter how insane. This is a highly known trait by his people many have challenged him for the throne.

History: Ike was born in the Northern Ice Holdings otherwise known as the "Soulless Mines" at the time, where he and Charles had to mine Nevermeltingice for Grezavurd the last king of Primoris. Ike worked hard throughout the years watching many people drop from starvation but he didn't do anything for 17, which was when he started a revolt against the king.
The beginnings of the rebellion were weak and insignificant. Ike's army of miners was miniscule to the kings and was defeated twice before the first victory occurred at Icicle Edge Fort.
The loss of the fort made Grezavurd come to the front lines himself where he challenged Ike to a one-on-one fight. Ike was defeated when Grezavurd summoned his Kyogre and Hydro Pumped him all the way to the farthest island of Primoris.
There he pulled himself out of the ocean just to face a mountain that he climbed to find Articuno. After proving his worth to Articuno, they made a contract and together they returned to the Rebellion's hideout to find his "death" had brought many people to their side and his return even more so. With their new numbers, Ike sent out the entire army against the capital. Ike fought fiercely to the capital building where he challenged the king to another one-on-one fight. Ike killed him quickly and the Coup was over they had won.
Ike was crowned the ruler and Articuno shed her pokemon form and stays in her human one most of the time. In the first part of his rule, Ike defeated all remnants of the old army and replaced it with those of his own rag-tag group of miners that stayed. It was once again a good time to be from Primoris.
That unfortunately didn't last longs as the idea of Nevermeltingice hoarding on both ends started and has become the main topic he must fend against.

Legendary: Articuno
Human Form: Articuno's human form is that of a young women appearing about 20 years in age. She has long blue hair that ends at her hips a Nevermeltingice tiara sits upon her forehead and keeps her bangs out of her eyes; the tiara has three spikes on it. She wears long light blue dresses and a blue cape that matches Ike's.

Guardian: Weavile

Weapons: Ike has a Nevermeltingice gauntlet on his right hand, which is mostly used for defense in battle and occasionally showing off. He also has a perfectly cut Nevermeltingice Jian he shows great finesse and speed in combat with it. Yet his true weapon of choice is his bow he uses it only when need be the arrows are made of Nevermeltingice. He can use all of his Weapons on horseback or on Articuno.

Other: He is left handed.

(I know I need to add more to the personality. I will do that as the story progresses if he is accepted.)