Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-26210095-20160603011129/@comment-26863727-20160603224756

Name: Typhen Meridius

Faction: Merethic Order/Merethic Collective

Faction Info: An order of warriors(often erroneously referred to as "Merethic Knights")that dates back God-knows how many years, back to when The Faith was young and pure. They were excommunicated centuries ago, along with their supporters, after refusing to be the henchmen of a corrupt clergy, saying that they would be greeted by naught but the fires of damnation after their passing. They bartered with the Haraikkese Empire for refuge and a piece of land to call their own, in exchange for an indefinite alliance. Basically, the Order will aid the Empire unless they break the rules of the treaty, and vice versa.

The Merethics, are selected from "The Gifted", both male and female. None know what exactly gives The Gifted their power, but the mother almost always dies in childbirth. Many a bitter father gladly forks over the son or daughter to the Merethic who comes knocking after the Order's most powerful artifact tells them of the birth. The Silver Book, so named because the pages are literally flexible pieces of the metal, mysteriously has the names and locations of newly born Gifted on its pages until the child is collected. Training begins as soon as the young one can walk and talk. They are taught both how to fight like a member of the Order- taking full advantage of The Gifted's superior body and perception- and to follow their creed. In many ways it is like the code of Chivalry that is supposedly practiced by the "noble"(To most lords and knights they would say: "You continue to use that word to describe yourself. To me it apparently has a very different meaning than it does to you.") warrior, with a few major differences, which are fairly beautifully illustrated by this qoute, from our friend Typhen here when he was asked by a teenaged girl in the so-called Holy Aralian Empire if he was a knight.

 "No, I am not. I am not because to be a real knight is to be as bad as being the fiends that the fake knights in stories slay.  I treat  all  humankind  well, not just 'noblekind'. I  consider myself the servant of the common people, not their superior. I do not kill for honor or for glory; such things are not to be found in death. I do not bind myself to a king or a lord, my only master is there"*points up*"and He does not grant such men power- they have it because their ancestors took by murdering and pillaging!"*by this point cronies of the lord who noticed his rant are back- with soldiers. He then left to avoid bloodshed*

 A Merethic and their apprentice is equipped with:

 - A bastard sword, and they are masterful with the blade. The sword is their prized possession and is of amazing quality.

 - A mixture of mail and lamellar armor.



- a dagger

- a throwing knife

 Magical ability: Augmentation of the body and senses. The most powerful can even "feel" the presence of nearby individuals and the emotions of those around them.

Story: He keeps to himself. It will be revealed.

Notes: There's maybe 5,000 Merethics. The Order's forces are fleshed out by men-at-arms wearing a jack of plates(look it up) with a "kettle hat" helmet and carrying an arming sword, buckler, and longbow.