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Message: <blockquote data-quote="cheshire_grin" data-source="post: 3714225" data-attributes="member: 54244">I can't tell if this is still open (for alts, I think it's closed for mains <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />) or not, but it sounds really, really interesting and I'd like to post a concept. I can post daily or better. I'd like to use the Bo9S if I can; I can PM all relevant details if desired.Jeran Almistral, Human WarbladeJeran's earliest memory is fear and pain. His family was enslaved by a demon house for an imagined infraction; his parents were both skilled performers, but their talents for music and dance didn't extend to political savvy, and when they performed a certain piece in front of the wrong demon lord, the consequences were severe. Jeran's father died mere weeks later, thrust into the house's gladiatorial arena with neither the training nor the temperament to defend himself.Jeran's mother lived longer: three years that no doubt seemed an eternity to her; the less said about that the better. Jeran's younger brother Ales was trained as a house slave, his slight form only useful for small tasks such as washing dishes and folding linens, at least until his innate abilities at sorcery manifested themselves. The lord of the demon house lost no time in brainwashing the small boy and cultivating him into a valuable servant. Ales took to his duties with undisguised relish; no doubt he enjoyed the sudden change from powerless and unvalued to powerful and respected.Jeran watched his brother's corruption, unable to intervene; his place was in the house guard, training sunup to sundown with sword and body. Finally he could stand it no longer; he killed his sergeant with his bare hands, stole his sword, and tried to assassinate his own brother--an act of mercy, in his own mind. He failed, Ales' own magic turning aside Jeran's blade and blasting him senseless in the bargain. When he awoke he was in the gladiatorial pens, bruised and burned but alive, and unlike his father he had both skill and temperament. He won, time after time, against one and two and four opponents, cold rage fueling him to spend hour after hour learning to make his sword an extension of his body and will. Finally his chance came and he escaped, leaving a trail of dead and mutilated overseers to the compound gates.Today Jeran is a skilled swordsman and killer; he sometimes feels he is only truly alive in combat, with sharp edges all around and his blood up. Sometimes he even feels bad about that. He shows no mercy to demons and their allies, and only little to others, although he does show unexpected mercy on occasion. Jeran has no true long-term goals; for the moment he drifts from place to place, but that same cold rage burns in him, waiting for something or someone to give it a target and turn Jeran from a simple hired sword into something much, much more dangerous.As far as alignment, I'm thinking NE but willing to work with pretty much any other alignment.</blockquote>

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