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Name: Robert of Loxley, AKA Robin Hood
Folklore: Robin Hood - Wikipedia
Age: 29
Gender: ~ Male, he/him
Sexuality: ~ Heteroflexible
Personality Points: Principled yet ruthless, contemptuous of wealth yet kind to the unfortunate, delights in mischief yet has a strong sense of justice, personally greedy yet magnanimous and generous. Has a good sense of humor, and remains humble despite having a good sense for publicity and fame.
Occupation/Job: Publically, he is a high-class tailor, using his skills for costume and repair to run his business. His true business is crime, that is, burglary, heists, bank robber, street banditry. He is currently a gang leader, and is an aspirant community leader and revolutionary.
Powers:
True Shot — Uncanny ability with any ranged weapon (but especially the bow) to hit a desired target, no matter how unlikely. If it's within the weapon's effective range and a path can be drawn through open space between Robin and his target, he can hit it regardless of movement or vision or ballistic improbability.
Disguise — For some reason, most people can't seem to recognize Robin Hood when he doesn't want to be known. He can melt into shadows, shrubbery, or crowds, or simply use his skills of deception and persuasion to claim he is someone else, and by any of these means he will disappear. The world seems to have a way of keeping him hidden and obscured when Robin desires it: magic or other special tricks need to be employed to unveil him unwillingly.
Picklock — Robin has a knack for locksmithery: he can quickly ascertain the workings of any locking mechanism he encounters, and can devise a way to break into them, whether through simple picking or hotwiring electrical components. There has to be a way for him to physically access, see, or listen to the lock however.
Talents/Hobbies/Skills:
Combat - Archery, marksmanship, swordplay, stealth, tactics, trap detection.
Social - Persuasion, manipulation, intimidation, politics, seduction, gambling, drinking, feasting, politics, poetry, guitar playing, singing, dancing.
Other - Lockpicking, cooking, forestry, horseback riding, tailoring, working with cloth, slights of hand.
Hey there guys, I saw this and immediately thought it would be awesome to join! I hope this application works out for you all—let me know what you think!
Edits:
-Updated "Robin of Loxley" to "Robert of Loxley",
-Made some minor writing improvements and clarifications,
-Updated "Disguise" power description to more accurately portray what I intend,
-Changed skills/interests and job/occupation.
-Added "Picklock" to powers list, added "locksmithing" to interests list.
-Readjusted skills, added "tailoring" to job/occupation.
Folklore: Robin Hood - Wikipedia
Age: 29
Gender: ~ Male, he/him
Sexuality: ~ Heteroflexible
Personality Points: Principled yet ruthless, contemptuous of wealth yet kind to the unfortunate, delights in mischief yet has a strong sense of justice, personally greedy yet magnanimous and generous. Has a good sense of humor, and remains humble despite having a good sense for publicity and fame.
Occupation/Job: Publically, he is a high-class tailor, using his skills for costume and repair to run his business. His true business is crime, that is, burglary, heists, bank robber, street banditry. He is currently a gang leader, and is an aspirant community leader and revolutionary.
Powers:
True Shot — Uncanny ability with any ranged weapon (but especially the bow) to hit a desired target, no matter how unlikely. If it's within the weapon's effective range and a path can be drawn through open space between Robin and his target, he can hit it regardless of movement or vision or ballistic improbability.
Disguise — For some reason, most people can't seem to recognize Robin Hood when he doesn't want to be known. He can melt into shadows, shrubbery, or crowds, or simply use his skills of deception and persuasion to claim he is someone else, and by any of these means he will disappear. The world seems to have a way of keeping him hidden and obscured when Robin desires it: magic or other special tricks need to be employed to unveil him unwillingly.
Picklock — Robin has a knack for locksmithery: he can quickly ascertain the workings of any locking mechanism he encounters, and can devise a way to break into them, whether through simple picking or hotwiring electrical components. There has to be a way for him to physically access, see, or listen to the lock however.
Talents/Hobbies/Skills:
Combat - Archery, marksmanship, swordplay, stealth, tactics, trap detection.
Social - Persuasion, manipulation, intimidation, politics, seduction, gambling, drinking, feasting, politics, poetry, guitar playing, singing, dancing.
Other - Lockpicking, cooking, forestry, horseback riding, tailoring, working with cloth, slights of hand.
Robert of Loxley, better known by the name furnished to him by history of Robin Hood, begins this story as the lovable, occasionally brutal rogue you know and love. Living with his Merry Men in the Inglewood Forest of a semi-mythical Medieval England, Robin Hood made his living and his name as both a ruthless bandit and as a charming hero of the poor. Wooing the rebellious Maid Marian, robbing corrupt nobles and clergy to give to the poor masses, assisting the court of Richard the Lionheart in innumerable schemes and intrigues, and making life hell for the Sheriff of Nottingham; Robin Hood lived a life full of adventure and excitement alongside his Merry Men, earning the praise of the poor and righteous while making enemies of the evil and high-and-mighty.
One day, however, his feats of reckless daring seemed to have caught up with him. After successfully humiliating a powerful courtier during an archery tournament at the request of Eleanor of Aquitaine, Robin's lifelong enemy the Sheriff of Nottingham finally had the resources he needed to crush the Merry Men and slay Robin Hood. Thousands of knights descended on Inglewood Forest, armed with torches to finally smoke out the bandits. They managed to find the Merry Men's camp, and a brutal, bloody battle ensued, with the Merry Men fighting to escape and protect Robin Hood while Hood himself valiantly worked to save his friends. A royal messenger carrying a pardon directly from Richard the Lionheart attempted to stop the madness, but by the time he arrived it was already too late: Inglewood was in flames and many knights and Merry Men alike lay dead. In the battle, Robin Hood was mortally wounded by an arrow into the chest, and the legend was then over.
Or, so it seemed. As the Merry Men despaired over the dying body of their leader, a slothful yet learned clergyman named Friar Tuck emerged from the forest shadow. No surgeon or priest would be able to save their dear Robin now, Friar Tuck said. Instead, with the help of Little John and their other surviving allies, they brought Robin Hood to a place deep in the forest that Friar Tuck had learned of in his travel and studies: a place called the Blasted Heath. Surrounded by tall, dark trees that blotted out all light, swarmed by odd creatures and twisted, discolored plants, paved with crude and strange stone megaliths that portrayed fearsome and alien carvings, it was a sinister place that generations of Englishmen avoided. Many generations, in fact: it was an ancient ground, older than the English themselves, older than the Romans before them, perhaps even older than the old druids before all of them. The Heath was a place of mystery and darkness, but also a place of powerful magic, where Friar Tuck knew through church records that many witches and demons had been seen performing strange rites—including, allegedly, the resurrection of dead creatures. Although many Merry Men had their misgivings, in desperation they followed the oddly cheerful Friar Tuck, and the Merry Men brought the dying Robin to the Blasted Heath in a last-ditch hope that whatever powers made their home there would save his life. The last thing Robin Hood remembered was being laid down on a dark stone altar at the instruction of Friar Tuck, the forest burning around them as the light went from his eyes…
Then, Robin Hood awoke. He found himself in a totally unfamiliar inn at Lumen, with a vicious hangover, totally alone and yet surrounded by empty bottles of fine wine, bones and scraps from feasting, and much, MUCH more treasure scattered around his room than he ever remembered trying to flee Inglewood with. His wound, once fatal, seemed to have healed finely, leaving nothing but a nasty purple scar—his lungs which had been choked with blood were now taking in cool fresh morning air, and aside from the pounding headache and nausea apparently from drinking, he was in perfect health. With no friends around, no knowledge of the strange city he now found himself in, and no ready way home, Robin strapped on his bow, quiver, sword and his famous Hood, before preparing to step out the door into his strange new world.
One day, however, his feats of reckless daring seemed to have caught up with him. After successfully humiliating a powerful courtier during an archery tournament at the request of Eleanor of Aquitaine, Robin's lifelong enemy the Sheriff of Nottingham finally had the resources he needed to crush the Merry Men and slay Robin Hood. Thousands of knights descended on Inglewood Forest, armed with torches to finally smoke out the bandits. They managed to find the Merry Men's camp, and a brutal, bloody battle ensued, with the Merry Men fighting to escape and protect Robin Hood while Hood himself valiantly worked to save his friends. A royal messenger carrying a pardon directly from Richard the Lionheart attempted to stop the madness, but by the time he arrived it was already too late: Inglewood was in flames and many knights and Merry Men alike lay dead. In the battle, Robin Hood was mortally wounded by an arrow into the chest, and the legend was then over.
Or, so it seemed. As the Merry Men despaired over the dying body of their leader, a slothful yet learned clergyman named Friar Tuck emerged from the forest shadow. No surgeon or priest would be able to save their dear Robin now, Friar Tuck said. Instead, with the help of Little John and their other surviving allies, they brought Robin Hood to a place deep in the forest that Friar Tuck had learned of in his travel and studies: a place called the Blasted Heath. Surrounded by tall, dark trees that blotted out all light, swarmed by odd creatures and twisted, discolored plants, paved with crude and strange stone megaliths that portrayed fearsome and alien carvings, it was a sinister place that generations of Englishmen avoided. Many generations, in fact: it was an ancient ground, older than the English themselves, older than the Romans before them, perhaps even older than the old druids before all of them. The Heath was a place of mystery and darkness, but also a place of powerful magic, where Friar Tuck knew through church records that many witches and demons had been seen performing strange rites—including, allegedly, the resurrection of dead creatures. Although many Merry Men had their misgivings, in desperation they followed the oddly cheerful Friar Tuck, and the Merry Men brought the dying Robin to the Blasted Heath in a last-ditch hope that whatever powers made their home there would save his life. The last thing Robin Hood remembered was being laid down on a dark stone altar at the instruction of Friar Tuck, the forest burning around them as the light went from his eyes…
Then, Robin Hood awoke. He found himself in a totally unfamiliar inn at Lumen, with a vicious hangover, totally alone and yet surrounded by empty bottles of fine wine, bones and scraps from feasting, and much, MUCH more treasure scattered around his room than he ever remembered trying to flee Inglewood with. His wound, once fatal, seemed to have healed finely, leaving nothing but a nasty purple scar—his lungs which had been choked with blood were now taking in cool fresh morning air, and aside from the pounding headache and nausea apparently from drinking, he was in perfect health. With no friends around, no knowledge of the strange city he now found himself in, and no ready way home, Robin strapped on his bow, quiver, sword and his famous Hood, before preparing to step out the door into his strange new world.
Hey there guys, I saw this and immediately thought it would be awesome to join! I hope this application works out for you all—let me know what you think!
Edits:
-Updated "Robin of Loxley" to "Robert of Loxley",
-Made some minor writing improvements and clarifications,
-Updated "Disguise" power description to more accurately portray what I intend,
-Changed skills/interests and job/occupation.
-Added "Picklock" to powers list, added "locksmithing" to interests list.
-Readjusted skills, added "tailoring" to job/occupation.
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