Alexander; the Fox Prince; Rogue Emperor of Sobek

[Alexandros]

Name: Alexandros

A.k.a.: Alexander

Species: "Beast" (Anthro), Fox

Class: Monk; Grandmaster of the Order

Religion: None

Stats:

Attack = 120
Defense = 80
Leadership = 104
Intelligence = 86
Magic = 85
Speed = 65
Stealth = 70
Weaponry = 85
Armor = 85
Marksmanship = 65

Age: 45

Appearance:

• Height : 6'1"
  
  
• Weight : 129 Lbs
  
  
• Eyes : Golden, more of a wheat-esque colour
  
  
• Fur Colours : Rustic orange, like most foxes, with the typical white leading from his muzzle, down his neck, front, and to the start of his tail. The white reappears on his tail's tip. His arms and legs look as though they have been dipped into black paint, as do his ears.
  
  
• Clothing: Clothing changes from day-to-day, as it does for many. Generally, though, his clothing is that of an under-shirt of various colours, covered by a vest that he can either close over himself, or leave it open. He tends to wear pants of various materials, from hemp to silk, based on the situation as well. Around his waist he tends to wear a black belt with a second loop that goes down past his hip.
  

Weapon(s):

Blade of the Beast King (+9 Attack, +3 Magic, and +10 Leadership) (Level 3) (Ice Enchant and Light Enchant +5 attack added, elemental effect)

Personality: Years of hardship and depression has turned the once kind hearted Alexander into little more than a shell of pain and depression. While outwardly happy and kind, inside he seeks little more than to be left to his own devices. With the death of Satsobek and their second child, Alexander can't look at another young creature without being filled with sudden rage and depression...never a good combination.

Background:

Abilities:
Call of the Wild (bonus attack from summoned animals)

Rage of the Beast(bonus 2 attacks but chance of hitting ally)

Healing of the Divine (restore +10 soldiers to a target unit of your choice per round)

Protection of the Divine (shield around self for 5 seconds every two rounds or once per day. Protection is from all Weapons and Magic)

Blessing of the Monk (+10 increase to Magic)

Drunken Boxer (permanent +10 to Attack + 5 to magic)

Diamond Body (The Grandmaster can summon his resolve to a physical defense. The allied unit targeted take no casualties for a turn) (Every other turn)

Soul of the Divine (The Grandmaster is able to channel the force of a god through his body for three turns +20 Attack +20 Magic) (Once per battle)

Spells

Rage of Ice (Tier1): Alexandros, over the years, has become little more than a shell bent for revenge. During these years, he had trained his anger into the form of powerful magic, which reflected his now cold personality. Shards of ice rain down to scatter those before him, though only in a short range of where he is actually standing. (+10 Casualties)

The Ice Prince (Tier2): Once more turning his rage and depression into powerful magic, Alexander can, with the mere flick of a paw, cause the region he is in to become frozen over. Quite a common spell, in terms of how often he uses it, it renders movement nearly impossible, and sight that much more difficult due to the falling snow. (Lowers visibility & movement)

The Power of One. The Spirt of Many (Tier3): Alexander, without family for so long, had come to rely on little more than himself, and this spell proves it. His sword's frozen flame doubles in size, and he himself becomes far more deadly, his body itself covered in the ice-cold flames - which he can pass on to the troops around him for a short period of time, increasing over all damage. Once per battle. (+25 Casualties)

Flames of Ice (Tier1): Like his sword, wrapped in flames that are ice cold to the touch, Alexander can bend that ability to his benefit. To all that witness the flames, they look like any other flames, but don't do damage to the land scape as real fire would. As such, it can be used as a distraction or, better yet, a wall to freeze his enemies. (+5 Casualties)

Possessions: Pendant of the Fox Prince (+3 Intelligence and +3 Leadership)

Other:
50 Gold

250 Fox Spearmen (Fox Militia w/ Long Boar Spears)
250 Fox Swordmen (Fox Militia w/ Short Sword)
100 Fox Militia (Fox Militia w/)

History
Alexandros' Wiki Page

I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be an unwanted weed.
Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.

Held a torch for you, when lightning struck me, once again, hope I died for the last time.
Only one I have a thing greater than you, little light on the sky every night.

Morning dew on the field, where I met you.
I was frozen a year, couldn't get through.
Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder, I am not quite the man you take me for...

Fell in love with the weakness within me.
Tried to force me the Ring and own me.
Guess you found what you'd think would oblige me, little version of me to consume you...
I'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and yours is too...

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me.
Seven graves, one for every love I've had.
Only once I have broken my so called heart.
Only one made me see why they cry.

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me.
Will I hear what you think, when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me...

I 'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and your is too...

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

Little broken , always been, a part of you belongs to me.
You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me...

Burning feathers, not an angel, Heaven's closed , Hell's sold out.
So I walk on the earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone,
until I find a new life to ruin again

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

[Alexandros]

Name: Volyan

A.k.a.: Voly, The Fox Prince of Sobekia

Species: Beast (Anthro), Fox

Class: Untapped Power; Eldritch Knight

Religion: The Three Goddess: Luna, Mother Earth, and Heaven.

Stats:

Attack = 100
Defense = 82
Leadership = 105
Intelligence = 88
Magic = 145
Speed = 65
Stealth = 70
Weaponry = 85
Armor = 85
Marksmanship = 65

Age: 25

Appearance:

• Height : 6'2"
  
  
• Weight : 105 Lbs
  
  
• Eyes : Ice Blue
  
  
• Fur Colour And Body Build: Rustic orange, like most foxes, but with more of a chestnut hue to it. He has the typical white leading from his muzzle, down his neck, front, and to the start of his tail. The white reappears on his tail's tip. His arms and legs look as though they have been dipped into black paint, as do his ears.
  
  The two things that seperate him from his father is the abnormally long head fur, which he has braided, and his larger than average ears, from his mother. His headfur is a sandy colour, from his mother's bloodline.
  
  
• Clothing: Clothing changes from day-to-day, as it does for many. Generally, though, his clothing is that of an under-shirt of various colours, covered by a vest that he can either close over himself, or leave it open. He tends to wear pants of various materials, from hemp to silk, based on the situation as well. Around his waist he tends to wear a black belt with a second loop that goes down past his hip.
  

Weapon(s):

Blade of Eternity (+9 Attack, +3 Magic, and +10 Leadership) (Level 3) (Fire Enchant and Light Enchant +5 attack added, elemental effect)

Personality: Volyan is a confused fox, no doubt about that. He was forced to grow up faster than anyone deserves to, and has had to live with the thought his father had died off and on over the years. Tales of his father returning, completely, to regain power, though, have given him a more youthful expression and postion on life. From a young age, Volyan had been gifted and, as he grew, those gifts grew as well.

Background: To Come

Abilities:

Confusion: This ability actually hampers the user, more than aids them. The Untapped Power class has a second 'tier' version of it, called 'The Tapped Power'. Until then, Volyan's powers can flicker between weak and strong, mainly based on his emotions. (Tier ??)

Gifted Abilities: Though not able to tap his abilities, when they do come out in full force, they are powerful, unnaturally so. He has the ability to control Ice, Fire, Lightning, Light, and Darkness. His magical abilities are second to none...but he doesn't have the will to control them as those such as Damian. (Tier ??)

Magical Fury: (In combat the Eldritch knight can empower himself and his companions however at the risk of extra damage from the enemy, +2 attacks, sustain extra +10 casualties) (Every other turn)

Magical Champion (Permanant +10 to Magic and Attack)

Master of the Way (Immunity to enemy abilities for one turn)

Spells:

Telekinesis (Passive): The ability to move objects with one's mind. It is the single power that Volyan has truly mastered, able to move anything from simple rocks to entire armies. Of course, moving the latter could very well kill Volyan. The heavier the object, the more strain on Volyan's body and mind. Thus, he can lift up someone else if he wanted to, though he does risk mental strain, or worse, death. (Tier 3)

Flames of Frost: Volyan is able to summon flames that are cold to the touch, much like his father, but is able to will them to his command. He can lob them at enemies, or could freeze the enemy. Many can become confused, thinking it is fire, and not ice. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 1)

Pyromaniac: The ability to control flames is a gift that Volyan loves, though like any elemental spell he has trouble doing as such. He can make fire dance or can, if he likes, summon it. He can touch flames if he so wills it, but like any other elemental ability, he has difficulty controlling it. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 3)

Control of the Sky: More correctly, he can lure the sky to cause lightning and thunder and, if the ability is under his control due to his emotions, he can catch the lightning and use it as a weapon. Otherwise, he has trouble doing little more than causing a spark to fly down from the skys. Works best when it is actually raining and there is natural lightning and thunder booming around him. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 3)

Guardian Light: The ability to manipulate the light is another grand ability. Able to use all things good, and summon it in pure force that can cause damage to all things evil, he has a knack for it, but again, it is effected based on emotions. Grants him the minor healing abilities as well, but not on the scale to heal troops. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 3)

Blackest Heart: A very dangerous ability that causes dark energies to flow through Volyan. Able to do all things from manipulating the target of his choice to blocking out the sun. Grants abilities to poison and corrupt any target he wishes, when his emotions allow it. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 3)

Summoning Gift: The ability to summon other worldly creatures tends to fall only on those of the summoning class, but Volyan has no single class and his spells, so verified, mean that he has no single dominate class. Summoning, as such, is another of his many gifts. He has two things with this ability - able to control another summon for one turn, and able to summon one of three different creatures, which stay until it dies. The creatures are as follows. Effected by 'Confusion'. (Tier 3)

Orcish Warlord

Weapons: Axe, bow/arrows, and a sword. No magical abilities.

Night Elf Drider

Weapons: Silk Web, Ice Magic, a sword, and regeneration.

Troll Mage

Weapons: Ice Magic, Fire Magic, Lightning Magic, and Darkness Magic. No physical attacks.




Possessions: Pendant of the Fox Prince (+3 Intelligence and +3 Leadership)

Other:

[Alexandros]

Name: Gnaeus

A.k.a.: Backwards Fox

Species: "Beast" (Anthro)

Class: Marksmen

Religion: The Three Goddess: Luna, Mother Earth, and Heaven.

Stats:

Attack = 95
Defense = 80
Leadership = 80
Intelligence = 65
Magic = 50
Speed = 65
Stealth = 75
Weaponry = 90
Armor = 85
Marksmanship = 70

Age: 34

Appearance:

• Height : 5'11"
  
  
• Weight : 127 Lbs
  
  
• Eyes : Honey-esque
  
  
• Fur Colour : Chestnut coloured fur that covers the majority of his person. The edges of his muzzle are black, and that black curves towards his eyes, though it is hard to see in the rich, chestnut hued, fur. His front is, for the most part, white - but uncommon in his colouration is that his paws are white, rather than black, and that his tail tip is black, instead of white.
  
  
• Body Build : Lithe, very much, like most foxes, but he has a fair bit of muscle on his form from all his military doings. He served the Empire and the Loyalists for ages, and doing missions ranging from all out war to stealthy assassination helped him to build up more muscle than the average fox.
  
  
• Clothing: Ranges from day to day...honestly, if it changes, how can one describe it? He tends, though, to have a belt with two quivers of arrows holstered to it.
  

Weapon(s):

Skull Blade

Elvish Longbow: Level 1, Poison Enchant (+5 attack)
Vampric Bow: Level 1, Poison Enchant, Dark Enchant (+10 attack)

Personality: Tribal, very much so. He goes back to his roots, respecting Mother Earth, Luna, and the Heavens above, burning a candle for each before he falls to sleep. Rather than buying food, he hunts each and every thing he eats, using every piece of it for weapons, clothing, food, and or shelter. He hopes that with Alexander back in command, the Alexandrian feel will somewhat ebb away and will, in some ways, go back to its tribal roots.

Background: To Come

Abilities:

Skill of the Marksman (permanent +5 increase to stealth, weaponry, and marksmanship)

Hawk Eye (RP consideration when using bow) (constant)

The Skilled Hunter (targeted allied missile unit is invisible for an ambush, anywhere. 3 times casualties) (once per battle)

Spells:

Elemental Arrows (Passive): As the name states, Gnaeus can, at will, light his arrow on fire, surround the head of it with ice, or lightning, etc, which then affects the target the arrow with selected element. (Tier 1)

Master Archer (Passive): Being raised in the use of the bow, he knows how to get off arrows twice as fast as the most gifted elf. This makes him extremely deadly, as he can pass this effect on to any ranged troops he wants, allowing them to fire off a second volley in quick sucession. (Tier 2)

Possessions: Ring of Memories (No effect)

Other: