Post by Nuada Papke on Oct 22, 2017 9:30:17 GMT -8
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[attr="class","resetapptop"]NUADA PAPKE
[attr="class","resetapptop2"]X GON GIVE IT TO YA
[attr="class","resetappicon"]  | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]GENDER [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]MALE [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]SEXUALITY [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]NUADASEXUAL | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]AGE [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]THIRTY [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]OCCUPATION [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]HYLIAN KNIGHT | [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]RACE [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]HYLIAN [attr="class","resetappinfo1"]PLAYED BY [attr="class","resetappinfo2"]BRAM/WASTREL |
[attr="class","resetapptitle"]PERSONALITY
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| ■ Improviser ■ Cunning ■ Intuitive ■ Diligent ■ Creative | ■ Narcissistic ■ Condescending ■ Aloof ■ Elitist ■ Callous |
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]BIOGRAPHY
[attr="class","resetapptext"]Nuada was born with a noble pedigree beyond the number nine. That same number nine had defined him, for he was raised with stories of the heroes of old, the Hylian Knights, and their bloodline that carries weight like no other. As he was noble, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, having a land to his name to tend to, granting him the title Marquis as it was in the dangerous frontier lands of Hyrule. This alone had meant that though he had grown with a pampered lifestyle, paradoxically, Nuada also had to be active throughout his life. The dangers that beset the citizenry there had meant that he had, at the tender age of ten, took up his sword despite being a mere squire, and had fought in service and stead to his father, vanquishing many misbegotten monsters, such as an army of midgets, rampaging fell-beasts, and the occasional scouts of enemy groups to Hyrule itself.
He used to be a nice kid, soft-spoken and pleasant, but time spent in the wild, time spent fighting for his land and defending his March had meant that he felt self-important, especially as his subjects often gave him quests, leaving him to do everything himself. Things that went as simple as clearing out a cellar as a basement filled with giant rats, all the way to exterminating troublesome bandits, had cheapened Nuada's perception of the competence and capabilities of his fellow sentients. It twisted him, like a tree, his roots became gnarled and ugly, and his views had become far more elitist. His respect for his subjects had dwindled, and he had seen only himself as the one who gets things. This view would later soften though as his father had died, a man he had seen competent, that Nauda had officially became Marquis. It was an annoying role for him now that he had take towards politics as much as action in equal measure, the blood of Hylian Knights coarsing through his veins had meant he always had to act, he always had to perform quests. A trifle that had eternally annoyed him throughout his life. His actions had long given him the experience to fill the prerequisites of joining the Hylian Knighthood Order, to which he had entered easily enough, his father's teachings remaining with him the entire time.
Growing up had meant that he never had a moment to himself, and his journey towards adulthood was in pursuit of warfare, violence, and actions that stand opposite of peace. People would often call this an honorable pursuit, even as one butchers surrendering enemies on the off chance they would act against them again. It is what Nuada had done time a plenty, but rather than growing cynical, he had grown callous and apathetic. His greatest foe were not the enemies he had fought, but his own condescension as he became a real piece of work. It was a side effect to him running low any unarmoured plebeian foe, and killing them aplenty as an armoured up warrior when his foes tended to be dressed in little but loincloth and running around wielding clubs, with the occasional enemies that harbour actual steel and protection. His success emboldened him, and in turn, made him derisive towards those that desired his help..
It was for that reason, he would fight in pursuit of a lost feeling, that of being thrilled when in combat, when his heart has long grown dull and bored even as he remains alert in battle. It was at least a novel entertainment when he had found that there were perhaps stronger foes out there when called for it, and one he wished desperately. In these dark times, he desired change of some sort. It was around that time, Nuada had been called forth to do his duty as a Knight not in the Marches, but rather, elsewhere, away from his lands. He would be a liar if he said that he was doing this for something as altruistic as saving Hyrule, rather than something as menial as rekindling his numbed and bored psyche.
All the same, it can be said that the one common thing noted is that his gift, or some would deride curse, can perhaps be traced back to Nuada's lineage being a mix of a noble knight, and that of a sorcerous bloodline. Though he did not inherent a natural talent to magic, his diligence undergoing light teachings from his mother had bestowed him some skill in controlling a specific aspect of light magic.
He used to be a nice kid, soft-spoken and pleasant, but time spent in the wild, time spent fighting for his land and defending his March had meant that he felt self-important, especially as his subjects often gave him quests, leaving him to do everything himself. Things that went as simple as clearing out a cellar as a basement filled with giant rats, all the way to exterminating troublesome bandits, had cheapened Nuada's perception of the competence and capabilities of his fellow sentients. It twisted him, like a tree, his roots became gnarled and ugly, and his views had become far more elitist. His respect for his subjects had dwindled, and he had seen only himself as the one who gets things. This view would later soften though as his father had died, a man he had seen competent, that Nauda had officially became Marquis. It was an annoying role for him now that he had take towards politics as much as action in equal measure, the blood of Hylian Knights coarsing through his veins had meant he always had to act, he always had to perform quests. A trifle that had eternally annoyed him throughout his life. His actions had long given him the experience to fill the prerequisites of joining the Hylian Knighthood Order, to which he had entered easily enough, his father's teachings remaining with him the entire time.
Growing up had meant that he never had a moment to himself, and his journey towards adulthood was in pursuit of warfare, violence, and actions that stand opposite of peace. People would often call this an honorable pursuit, even as one butchers surrendering enemies on the off chance they would act against them again. It is what Nuada had done time a plenty, but rather than growing cynical, he had grown callous and apathetic. His greatest foe were not the enemies he had fought, but his own condescension as he became a real piece of work. It was a side effect to him running low any unarmoured plebeian foe, and killing them aplenty as an armoured up warrior when his foes tended to be dressed in little but loincloth and running around wielding clubs, with the occasional enemies that harbour actual steel and protection. His success emboldened him, and in turn, made him derisive towards those that desired his help..
It was for that reason, he would fight in pursuit of a lost feeling, that of being thrilled when in combat, when his heart has long grown dull and bored even as he remains alert in battle. It was at least a novel entertainment when he had found that there were perhaps stronger foes out there when called for it, and one he wished desperately. In these dark times, he desired change of some sort. It was around that time, Nuada had been called forth to do his duty as a Knight not in the Marches, but rather, elsewhere, away from his lands. He would be a liar if he said that he was doing this for something as altruistic as saving Hyrule, rather than something as menial as rekindling his numbed and bored psyche.
All the same, it can be said that the one common thing noted is that his gift, or some would deride curse, can perhaps be traced back to Nuada's lineage being a mix of a noble knight, and that of a sorcerous bloodline. Though he did not inherent a natural talent to magic, his diligence undergoing light teachings from his mother had bestowed him some skill in controlling a specific aspect of light magic.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]WEAPONS
[attr="class","resetapptext"] Recurved Composite Bow: Made with the most durable and most stubborn wood around, the recurved composite bow requires only the most able and the strongest of Hylians to wield it, to even draw the bow and nock the arrow ready to fire. Unlike other bows of its class, it has the greatest of range, with the power to punch through tough protection. Nuada, through years of practice, has found himself able to use it proficiently without tiring as quick.
Claymore: A sword that can be used with one or two hands, it is forged with that in mind in the event the shield breaks, and the weapon requires the leveraging of two hands. In no way it is magically special in its forging, but all the same, it is well made, and served Nuada well. He had paid top money to attain a weapon that would not fail him easily after all, and would require the least maintenance. It looks fancy and is functional at the same time.
Dagger: A Baselard style dagger, it is thin and slim enough to conceal in his sleeves.
Claymore: A sword that can be used with one or two hands, it is forged with that in mind in the event the shield breaks, and the weapon requires the leveraging of two hands. In no way it is magically special in its forging, but all the same, it is well made, and served Nuada well. He had paid top money to attain a weapon that would not fail him easily after all, and would require the least maintenance. It looks fancy and is functional at the same time.
Dagger: A Baselard style dagger, it is thin and slim enough to conceal in his sleeves.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]ITEMS
[attr="class","resetapptext"] Hylian Shield: A shield adorned with the crest of the Royal Family, granted only to Hylian Knights. It is magically enchanted, allowing it to block weak magical attacks. A shield granted to Nuada upon joining the Order of the Hylian Knights.
Knightly Armour: A set of full platemail armour that Nuada wears with the necessary insignia that denotes his role as a Hylian Knight. It is the standard suit, with the exception that inside, it is padded with thick cloths, though may make it sweltering, does help with abating blows. In general, it is well made, and comfortable, not being as clunky as many would think. As it is common, it has no magical qualities. It has an addition of having chainmail in the parts that aren't protected by plate, particularly on the upper body. Protects pretty well, all things considered. Nauda tends to wear a coat over his armour, with sleeves that reach up to his wrists. The coat tends to be red in colour, with the Triforce symbol at the back.
Knightly Armour: A set of full platemail armour that Nuada wears with the necessary insignia that denotes his role as a Hylian Knight. It is the standard suit, with the exception that inside, it is padded with thick cloths, though may make it sweltering, does help with abating blows. In general, it is well made, and comfortable, not being as clunky as many would think. As it is common, it has no magical qualities. It has an addition of having chainmail in the parts that aren't protected by plate, particularly on the upper body. Protects pretty well, all things considered. Nauda tends to wear a coat over his armour, with sleeves that reach up to his wrists. The coat tends to be red in colour, with the Triforce symbol at the back.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]MAGIC
[attr="class","resetapptext"]Light Magic: An inherited ability from his maternal lineage rather than one he had earned through practice like other sorcerors of the craft. This type of magic handles the element of light in itself, and projects itself through applications of it. The techniques are listed below as follows.
+ Mirror Image: Creating a seamless and intangible illusory clone of himself through the usage of light magic, the Mirror Image mimics everything Nuada does perfectly. However, it also comes with a flaw, such as the fact if he wanted to gain distance from his mirror image, he needs to move away from it, and the mirror image would move away from Nuada in turn. It is the perfect mirrored movement after all.
+ Mirror Image: Creating a seamless and intangible illusory clone of himself through the usage of light magic, the Mirror Image mimics everything Nuada does perfectly. However, it also comes with a flaw, such as the fact if he wanted to gain distance from his mirror image, he needs to move away from it, and the mirror image would move away from Nuada in turn. It is the perfect mirrored movement after all.
[attr="class","resetapptitle1"]EXTRA
[attr="class","resetapptext"]N/A
[attr="class","resetappfc"]SWORD ART ONLINE, nobuyuki sugou
