Rebirth of the World (NO SV, Welcome to the Renaissance)

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But in every option and vote: there is someone trying to kill you and you need to solve the mystery of who ordered the hit on your parents.

I like my mystery's.
 
So uh I've made a few OCs.

Damn the Severin line, they are coming back and haunting me with the kings of Sweden.

Like Jesus Christ it's like those mad lads need to be here to start destroying shit.

What's next! The Auclair family showing up
 
Magoose said:
So uh I've made a few OCs.

Damn the Severin line, they are coming back and haunting me with the kings of Sweden.

Like Jesus Christ it's like those mad lads need to be here to start destroying shit.

What's next! The Auclair family showing up
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If those two Families meet each other and also cross paths with the Auditores, it will create a Black Hole of Awesomeness that will make Europe implode.
 
You know, i wonder if we could avert the pazzi conspiracy and act as mediator to the feud.
 
So
Adhoc vote count started by Magoose on Dec 31, 2021 at 11:10 AM, finished with 42 posts and 27 votes.
  • [X] Plan To Steal Fire from the Gods
    -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
    -[X] Bigger Picture: You have always believed that in the future humanity would operate on a scale far greater than that of an individual. That society would reach for the stars not from the efforts of a single paragon, but through the cooperation of the sciences and the sharing of knowledge. You have found yourself a burgeoning leader, capable of understanding and managing people.
    [X] Plan of Banks and Spies
    -[X] A Scheming Bankers: Your Father was one of the wealthiest bankers in the Post Medici Florence, using the glut and the power vacuum that the family getting exiled out into the World to gather great wealth and power. But even his newfound power, and that of his influential friends, he could not be saved from vengeful assassins, agents of the Medici who sought the weakest link. They were murdered. But you are now under the care of your father's longtime assistant, a man whose loyalty is absolute, at least to his new young master. Vicente.
    -[X] The Street Rat: You have always believed those that are below the filth are the cleanest. They are friends and who understand everything in the city, even more than those who lead it. They see you as not just one of them but something more.
    [x]Plan the world on new foundations
    -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
    -[x]Blood of the Dragon: Your destiny is something far more than just living a normal life. You will rise above all, as a conqueror. And nothing will stop you, not even Death.
    [X] Plan: Diamond In The Rough
    -[X] Brigands
    -[X] The Native Blood
    [X]Plan Mercenary Legacy
    -[X]Mercenaries: Your father was a skilled warrior and a renowned commander, while your mother had a talent for logistics that, together, allowed them to establish a formidable mercenary company known from Lombardy to Sicily, and even beyond the Italian Peninsula to a degree. Alas, all it took was a single battle gone wrong for your father to meet his end, with your mother passing from illness shortly thereafter, leaving the future of the company in question.
    -[X]Blood of Warriors: You have the blood of soldiers in your veins, and never has anyone claimed otherwise. You will fight and die. But your battles will be your own.
    [X] Tribal Artisan
    -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
    -[X]The Native Blood: Your Mother was from the New World, brought by Columbas and his expeditions as a captive and a trophy. When your mother was ill, father had taken her away from Madrid, and had indeed, made her his wife. When you were born, you had heard stories of your spirits, your gods. And they struck you in a way that Christ never did.
    [X] Plan Devil's Cross
    - [X]Brigands: Your Father was a Criminal. That much was certain. He loved to steal, take, and o provide for his family. He did not care so much about who he took from, only that he acted with honor and with restraint. Mother was a pickpocket, being able to fleece anyone with charms and wit, never harming anyone, and even returning some money when it was appropriate They were good people. Their captors did not believe in such things. They cut father's head off. And then they killed mother, her body breaking before her spirit. You were alone. A Stain on the world.
    -[x]Blood of the Dragon: Your destiny is something far more than just living a normal life. You will rise above all, as a conqueror. And nothing will stop you, not even Death.
    [X] Tribal Artisan
    [X]Plan In Pursuit of Salvation
    - [X]Brigands: Your Father was a Criminal. That much was certain. He loved to steal, take, and o provide for his family. He did not care so much about who he took from, only that he acted with honor and with restraint. Mother was a pickpocket, being able to fleece anyone with charms and wit, never harming anyone, and even returning some money when it was appropriate They were good people. Their captors did not believe in such things. They cut father's head off. And then they killed mother, her body breaking before her spirit. You were alone. A Stain on the world.
    -[X]The Blood of Christ and God: You have always been enamored into the symbolism of your scar, and the church in general. Studying has made you friends in the church, and even the local bishop has taken interest in you.
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    • Scheduled vote count started by Magoose on Dec 29, 2021 at 12:10 AM, finished with 43 posts and 27 votes.
    • [X] Plan To Steal Fire from the Gods
      -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
      -[X] Bigger Picture: You have always believed that in the future humanity would operate on a scale far greater than that of an individual. That society would reach for the stars not from the efforts of a single paragon, but through the cooperation of the sciences and the sharing of knowledge. You have found yourself a burgeoning leader, capable of understanding and managing people.
      [X] Plan of Banks and Spies
      -[X] A Scheming Bankers: Your Father was one of the wealthiest bankers in the Post Medici Florence, using the glut and the power vacuum that the family getting exiled out into the World to gather great wealth and power. But even his newfound power, and that of his influential friends, he could not be saved from vengeful assassins, agents of the Medici who sought the weakest link. They were murdered. But you are now under the care of your father's longtime assistant, a man whose loyalty is absolute, at least to his new young master. Vicente.
      -[X] The Street Rat: You have always believed those that are below the filth are the cleanest. They are friends and who understand everything in the city, even more than those who lead it. They see you as not just one of them but something more.
      [x]Plan the world on new foundations
      -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
      -[x]Blood of the Dragon: Your destiny is something far more than just living a normal life. You will rise above all, as a conqueror. And nothing will stop you, not even Death.
      [X] Plan: Diamond In The Rough
      -[X] Brigands
      -[X] The Native Blood
      [X]Plan Mercenary Legacy
      -[X]Mercenaries: Your father was a skilled warrior and a renowned commander, while your mother had a talent for logistics that, together, allowed them to establish a formidable mercenary company known from Lombardy to Sicily, and even beyond the Italian Peninsula to a degree. Alas, all it took was a single battle gone wrong for your father to meet his end, with your mother passing from illness shortly thereafter, leaving the future of the company in question.
      -[X]Blood of Warriors: You have the blood of soldiers in your veins, and never has anyone claimed otherwise. You will fight and die. But your battles will be your own.
      [X] Tribal Artisan
      -[x]Masterful Artisans: Your Father and mother were just ordinary craftsmen, however, they were skilled ones, versed in blacksmithing, architecture, and even Gunsmithing, perhaps even the best in Florence, even the best in Italy, if some were bold. They had been working until he was murdered, a rival shooting him and your mother as they returned from a meeting with one of the new leaders of the city. Two pistols right in the heart. The Murderer was going to kill you, but his weapon misfired, and the guards saved you. Now you were alone, in an empty workshop, and so many plans.
      -[X]The Native Blood: Your Mother was from the New World, brought by Columbas and his expeditions as a captive and a trophy. When your mother was ill, father had taken her away from Madrid, and had indeed, made her his wife. When you were born, you had heard stories of your spirits, your gods. And they struck you in a way that Christ never did.
      [X] Plan Devil's Cross
      - [X]Brigands: Your Father was a Criminal. That much was certain. He loved to steal, take, and o provide for his family. He did not care so much about who he took from, only that he acted with honor and with restraint. Mother was a pickpocket, being able to fleece anyone with charms and wit, never harming anyone, and even returning some money when it was appropriate They were good people. Their captors did not believe in such things. They cut father's head off. And then they killed mother, her body breaking before her spirit. You were alone. A Stain on the world.
      -[x]Blood of the Dragon: Your destiny is something far more than just living a normal life. You will rise above all, as a conqueror. And nothing will stop you, not even Death.
      [X] Tribal Artisan
      [X]Plan In Pursuit of Salvation
      - [X]Brigands: Your Father was a Criminal. That much was certain. He loved to steal, take, and o provide for his family. He did not care so much about who he took from, only that he acted with honor and with restraint. Mother was a pickpocket, being able to fleece anyone with charms and wit, never harming anyone, and even returning some money when it was appropriate They were good people. Their captors did not believe in such things. They cut father's head off. And then they killed mother, her body breaking before her spirit. You were alone. A Stain on the world.
      -[X]The Blood of Christ and God: You have always been enamored into the symbolism of your scar, and the church in general. Studying has made you friends in the church, and even the local bishop has taken interest in you.
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    • Chapter 0:The Scum of the Earth (Character Creation Finale)
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    • Chapter 0:The Scum of the Earth (Character Creation Finale):
    In which you shape your own destiny, and prepare to be a child, in an ever-changing world.
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    It wasn't long before you saw them buried, their grave and tombstones being simple masonry, the rush job from one of your father's great friends, now finally giving them away to rest in peace. There was something elegant in the simplicity of the grave. Mother's tombstone had a few flowers that were among the decorations.

    The funeral was a small one. The members who were friends, or fellows of the duo of craftsmen, your parents were few and very far between. They were busy, paying their respects in the night before they were buried.

    Even the Priest had come rather reluctantly. If only to be the one who was able to oversee your parent's ascension to heaven, to the Heavenly Father, before his bishop could possibly do it. Politics of the church were not your understanding, but you were not blind. This death was a tragedy not just for you, but for the men who would now be lost without their commissions.

    Pistols, swords, metal etchings, the like. Your Parents were renowned around Europe for their greatness.

    "Luciano" Your name was spoken by a man who rummaged his way through the crowd, and you realized it was the great man himself, the great painter of the city. Michelangelo, Il Divino, a man who was not a friend by and means of your family. But he was an associate, perhaps not for any weapons or decorations, but of metalworking and other tools for his sculptures and his architectural designs. "I see that life has not been kind to you child, to rob you as it has." He placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Is everything alright child?"

    "They were murdered." You whispered. "And such vileness and pettiness of jealousy. I now know why Envy is one of the gravest of sins."

    Your mother and father's enemies were dragged before the judges two days ago, their trials swift, brutal, but the justice was not far done.

    All but one walked away with minor punishments. And even the one who was seen as the ring leader was exiled to the countryside, to another city most likely.

    Justice had not been done. It had only been a farce to make the city feel better. And to make sure the city did not lose more revenue from craftsmen and tradesmen declaring war on one another.

    The Divine one was not so pleased. "It would be the best child, that you remember where you are at, at this holy place?"

    "Are you talking to me for that reason sir?" You asked.

    The Divine one sighed. "I wanted to pay my respects to two people who helped me. I hope you understand that much."

    You nodded. "I do, but I'm just angry."

    "Believe in the gifts they have given you. What you have learned from them. And trust the Holy Father to give you guidance." He then ruffled your hair. "God be with you."

    "And may He be with you, Michelangelo." You replied.
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    The Workshop was quiet when you returned. The sounds of the great forge battering, the sound of industry and progress. It was quiet.

    The Forge was still lit, still burning, despite your lack of work with it. You had kept it going.

    Just as you had to keep going.

    You knew that society would reach for the stars not from the efforts of a single paragon, but through the cooperation of the sciences and the sharing of knowledge. You have found yourself a burgeoning leader, capable of understanding and managing people.

    You believed in humanity. So you would keep the forge burning.

    Just as you believed in yourself.
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    Gain Trait: For The Love of Man: You believe, with all your heart that the greatness of humanity, in God's Kingdom, is discovering the world around them, and to build relationships with others. To make the world better for all of us. (For every friend you have, with a relationship above a 5/10. Gain +5 to all rolls.)
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    Set your Stats:

    Stats

    (Intelligence can be set to 10. Please note that all stats must have 1 point in them, or it does not count. You cannot have 0 skill at anything, or you are an invalid. Which you are not. The Max you can spend on one stat not stated is 5)
    (You have 25 points)
    Composure:
    Military:
    Charisma:
    Decorum:
    Stewardship:
    Intelligence:
    Subterfuge:
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    Command Skills:
    (Please note that all stats must have 1 point in them, or it does not count. You cannot have 0 skill at anything, or you are an invalid. Which you are not. The Max you can spend on one stat not stated is 5)
    (You have 12 points)
    Command:
    Calvary Command:
    Infantry Command:
    Artillery Command:
    Grand Strategy:

    Civil Skills:
    (    Engineering and Manual Labor can be set to 10. Please note that all stats must have 1 point in them, or it does not count. You cannot have 0 skill at anything, or you are an invalid. Which you are not. The Max you can spend on one stat not stated is 5)
    (You have 25 points)
    Engineering:
    Education:
    Logistic:
    Manual Labor:
    Law:
    Administration:

    Combat Skills:
    (Marksmanship     can be set to 10. Please note that all stats must have 1 point in them, or it does not count. You cannot have 0 skill at anything, or you are an invalid. Which you are not.)
    (You have 15 points)
    Marksmanship:
    Swordsmanship:
    Athletics:
    Hand to Hand:

    AN: Enjoy and Vote in plan format please!
     
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    • Magoose said:
    REminder, that read the notes I made for the stats and skills.

    You are only 6.

    No way in hell are you going to be able to cheese that easy.
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    You underestimate the power of little children to cow adults into being their friends through sheer cuteness overload...

    Joking aside, that makes sense. Although, I've never known a six-year-old to wax that verbosely.
     
    Alexander Sturnn said:
    Something just occurred to me.

    Given the Time Period and Region we're in...can we meet this Guy?

    en.wikipedia.org

    Götz von Berlichingen - Wikipedia

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    When you grow up and are able to leave home, yes.

    I'm not confining you to Florence.

    Although the Florentines might decide to make that happen if you have skill.
    Duke William of said:
    You underestimate the power of little children to cow adults into being their friends through sheer cuteness overload...

    Joking aside, that makes sense. Although, I've never known a six-year-old to wax that verbosely.
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    We are an orphan. Soon, we may become BATMAN!

    Edit: Wait Wrong Quest.
     
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