“….” Fox hadn’t even thought of that.

“What I meant by that was, ‘Nice to see you again’.”

“ ….. “ Nice goin’ there, Fox.

“ I see ya’ haven’t changed. Still disrespectin’ yer elders, aren’t ya’? “

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#me neither don't worry

lets-rock-n-roll:

fishyoldman replied to your post:It begins. The great cuddling of our time.

“A ghost?”

“ I know ya’ ain’t sayin’ I’m a ghost just cause I’m old. “

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#hOLY SHIT you'RE STILLA CTIVE AFTER ALL THIS TIME

[Application]

Character name: Raven.

Series: Tales of Vesperia

Password: type-moon

Brief biography/history: Raven is a high-ranking member of the guild Altosk, and as such, seems to be very well connected to a majority of people and events that take place. However, before this, he was once known as Damuron Atomais, and served as one of the Imperial Knights. At one point, he fought in the Great War alongside the other Imperial Knights, where both he and a close friend were both killed near the end of the war. He was revived by Alexei with the aid of a blastia heart, and as such, was given the new name Schwann Oltorain.

Throughout the game, he’s primarily known as Raven, a high ranking member of the guild Altosk. During the events of the journey, he regularly impedes the party’s path or helps them as he sees necessary, though it’s usually to cause them more trouble while he reaps the benefits of the very actions they undertook to begin with. He’s frivolous and melodramatic as well, and seems more than capable of shrugging off the most severe beatings while tossing out jokes of his own — often at the other party members expense.

After the death of ” Schwann, ” he’s seen incorporating parts of that persona into his regular demeanor: he becomes more paternal and fatherly, though this doesn’t impede his other personality traits. He still teases others and refuses to let people see his anger, as even when fighting Alexei, he chastises the man with a cool calm and attempts to talk him out of what he’s doing.

Abilities your character possesses:

Raven is a very accomplished combatant, being capable of fighting with a bow, knife, sword, and with magic. However, he primarily focuses on using a transformer bow and knife, giving him a large range of combat skills to choose from. He can also —

it would be easier to link his wiki, since he has so much available to him, + artes.

http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/Raven#Fighting_Style

http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/ToV_-_Raven:_Artes

If chosen as a Servant class, which do you believe would be best for your character?: Archer (though he could very easily fit into saber, caster, and assassin).

Weapon(s): Raven uses a short sword and a transformer bow, a bow that’s capable of switching between two modes; a sword, and a bow.

Quick RP sample:

“ This don’t seem so bad after all. “

at first, Raven set about his new surroundings with a look of disdain and a bad taste in his mouth — and it wasn’t the aftertaste left by a shoddy wine, neither. he lacked the typical hangover and sensitivity to light that came with a hangover, and he had never seen this land before in his life, so he knew he couldn’t have awoken from one of his drunken adventures. cerulean eyes focused on the light that filtered through the foliage overhead, his vision swept over by the leaves that ruffled with the breeze. if he was somewhere else than his usual surroundings, then the last thing he needed to do was panic.

and so, he took it upon himself to work the kinks out of his body in an obvious way! the old man found his perch upon a tree branch, arms folded lazily behind his head. his legs were loosely crossed at the ankles, and his eyes occasionally closed in order to enjoy his relaxation to the fullest. this tree was far more comfortable than it should have been, and even as he sat in peace, something felt, well, right. that familiar sixth sense for danger hadn’t gone off once since his awakening, and though only a foolish man let his guard down, he didn’t see any reason to keep it fully raised, either.

chest expanded with a deep inhalation, the former knight taking advantage of the fresh air. today was a good day to be alive, wasn’t it? one arm unfurled, reaching for the canteen he kept tucked away on his hip. plucking it from his belt, the man visibly lamented the emptiness, shaking the empty container with a flick of the wrist.

“ .. Awww, that figures. Ol’ Raven just can’t catch a break, now can he? “

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