forum The American Revolution With A Hint Of Magic (Open)

Started November 12, 2019 by Deleted user

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Hey, would I still be able to join?

(You know what, just for ignoring when I asked politely that you please put your ooc words in parentheses then asking again when I said you were free to go, no, no you would not.)

Name: Elisabeth Kiel
Other name(s): Lissy
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race/species: At least half human, with an unknown magical parent
Sexuality and relationship status: Bisexual, not in a relationship
Nationality: American with German origin
Family: Adopted by other German immigrants after her birth parents abandoned her
Companions: Ziel, a trained falcon
Alliance(s): Patriots
Affiliation(s): Patriots
Occupation/rank: Sharpshooter
Appearance: Fairly small and wiry, but with muscles from doing farm work. Usually keeps her face obscured with a hat or a scarf due to a jagged scar down her left cheek. Brown hair tied back and tucked out of the way. Narrow face and features.
Skin color: Light with some freckles from her time working on the farm
Hair colour, type and length: Medium-light brown, fairly thin and usually tucked into the back of her shirt in a low braid.
Eye colour: Medium brown
Height: Around 5'3"
Weight: Average
Build: Fairly small, wiry but with strong arms and legs.
General clothing: Stolen army attire: black breeches, tall white socks, white shirt, and a blue jacket. Also has a grey cap and a grey scarf. Sturdy boots.
Powers and abilities: Lissy has a strong sense of premonition and can sense actions and movements before they happen while tuned in, hence why she's a crack shot. She can, however, tone down her senses as overusing it causes exhaustion and potentially collapse.
Weapon(s) and items: A grey cap and a grey scarf, a fairly small satchel that has a canteen and a leather bag with some coins in it, and a rifle that she slings across her back.
Skill(s): Talented sharpshooter, can work for long stretches without tiring
Strengths: Skilled shooter, very agile and quick on her feet, owns and trained Ziel.
Weaknesses: Overusing her magic makes her tired and can cause her to collapse for up to hours.
Personality: Lissy is a bit paranoid, and very driven to succeed. She dislikes spending long amounts of time in the company of others and would much prefer to be up in a tree with Ziel. After her family's farm was claimed by British soldiers and her family kicked out, Lissy was seperated from them in the panic that followed and was never reunited. She survived as a petty thief for a few years before signing on with the Continental Army. While Lissy usually keeps her scar covered, a small part of her still hopes that someone will recognize her and reunite her with her family.

Lovely!))

Name: Finn Bishop

Other name(s): I don't think he has any but I might change.

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Race/species: Witch

Sexuality and relationship status: Gay and single

Nationality: He's not really sure. He knows his mother was from an unknown country in Africa. His father's family was as well but his father was born in Britain. Finn was born in America. He has a mix of both his parents accents

Family: His parents died but he has a seven-year-old sister and a friend who is practically his sister. They are both also witches. his friend, willow, is watching his sister while all of this is happening.

Companions: His friend Willow, but she isn't around. His familiar a small cat named Bell.

Alliance(s): Patriots

Affiliation(s): Patriots

Occupation/rank: Medic

Appearance: He has light brown skin and brown eyes. He has black curly hair that he tries to trim and keep neat. he has a small scar on his forehead and a long scar on his leg. His arms have dozens of burns and his left hand is completely scared. He tries his best to look put together.

Skin color: dark brown

Hair colour, type and length: black very curly and neatly trimmed

Eye colour: dark brown almost looks black

Height: 5'9

Weight: 140 lb

Build: He's slightly muscular but also skinny from limited access to food

General clothing: shirt and pants. His clothes are old but he tries to make sure they are neat

Powers and abilities?: (If this is allowed.) He can use some spells to move objects and protect himself but he mainly just focuses on potions and sigils. wanting to help people rather than fight them

Weapon(s) and items?: He doesn't have an Item but he has lots of healing potions and other types of potions. He also has plenty of herbs and other ingredients to make more.

Skill(s): potion making and simple defense spells. He is also good at memorizing things like sigils

Strengths: healing potions but is also good at human medicines and medical technics.

Weaknesses: He cares too much for other people. Putting them before himself. He also gets weak if he uses spells.

Personality: He tries his best to seem unthreatening. His race and being a witch seems to make people think he's a threat. He smiles a lot no matter his actual emotions. He puts others feelings and needs before himself. He is extremely loyal but will heal an enemy as long as they don't pose an active threat to his side. He had to grow up fast. Taking care of his sister after his parents passed away when he was only 15.
(let me know if I should add/change anything)

(also btw I'm not the best at American history. I know some stuff about the revolutionary war but mainly just sons of liberty specifically the Boston branch)
Finn walked towards the infirmary. Over the past year, he'd slowly been moved farther and farther from Boston. When He got to the infirmary he dripped his small bag full of potions and a few pairs of clothes. If anyone asked he would say it was natural remedies or new medication. Army doctorers were usually desperate enough to not ask questions. When he walked inside he looked around at all of the hurt men and whent towards Angela.

Angela was leaning over a man, a thin knife in her hands. With a quick movement and a few reassuring words, she cut a shallow cut into the man's arm. "It's alright dear, once we put this in, you'll get a bandage and it'll be okay." She assured him, sliding a stick of puss along the cut.

Finn appeared behind her. "What's wrong with him?" He asked looking over the man. He placed his back on the table and looked in it looking over his potions. "I'm Finn by the way. The new medic! I might be able to help." He quickly explained. Hoping he didn't throw her off by suddenly talking. He tried to keep a calm smile on his face.

Angela didn't look up from her work, fingers nimbly grabbing a roll of bandages and beginning to wrap up the man's arm. "Oh, nothing wrong. We're just doing an inoculation. I'm done with this one." She helped the now bandaged man up, shooing him out the door. "Now go, it should heal soon. And keep warm!" She yelled after him, turning to the new man. "Hello dear, my name's Angela. I'm the one in charge of the infirmary here. General Washington did say I'd be getting a new medic."

Finn mentally cursed himself for not recognizing what she was doing at first. He's been relying too much on his potions forgetting some of the basics. Finn's eyes widened slightly when he heard the general's name. "Wait you've actually talked to general Washington?" He asked. He'd heard a lot about him but he's never actually seen him.

Alex was still standing outside for a long moment, then headed back inside. He disliked the cramped room; the dead and the dying. But he couldn't shake the feeling that that was where he needed to be. He was muttering again, "one two three" repeated endlessly, fingers tapping on his legs and eyes flicking from ghost to ghost to man until he could no longer tell them apart, living from dead from dying.