Old Rp Stories (Coby)

Name: Cobalt Kigai

Age: Appears around 15 (Actually 18)

Gender: Male

Race:  Nachtyre (Some call him a Hupine, half Human half Lupine)

Animal Shape: Wolf

Family: Immediate, None (Deceased)
              Saria (Pet Catbit)

Personality: Calm, Cool, Collected to all, Warm, Caring, slightly Mischievous to friends.

Appearance- Eye Color: Cobalt Blue

                         Hair: Shadow Black with Snowy White bangs

                         Fur: Shadow Black with Snowy White tipped ears, tail, hands/feet* *Only in Wolf form

                         Height: 6” 2’

                         Weight: 195 lbs

                         Build: Average/Toned

Weapon(s):    Wycazi – Cobalt’s Broadsword. It can change form based on the elements. Its standard
                                          form is Neutral and the most used forms are Light and Darkness.

Class:     1) Freelancer (Mercenary)
               2) Scout
               3) Heavy Scout

Talents/Abilities:  [M] – Mercenary    [N] – Nachtyre

[M]  2-to-1: Cobalt is able to wield double handed weapons with a single hand.

[M]  Dual Wielder: Cobalt is able to wield two single handed weapons in both hands. (OR) A double    
                                  handed weapon and a knife/dagger in the other.

[M]  [N]  *Shadow Stalk: Cobalt’s movements are muffled to a ghost-like quality. *Ability boosted when
                                             in wolf form.

[M]  [N]  One with Nature: Being a Nachtyre, Cobalt is very sensitive to the world around him. This gives
                                                   him an advantage over most when it comes to hunting and tracking.

[N]  Guiding Light: Cobalt can summon the light within himself to heal himself or others.
                                  Immediate abilities include – Minor healing, Antidote, and Sight

[N]  Fallen Shadows: Cobalt can summon the darkness within himself to attack his foes.
                                      Immediate abilities include – Shadow blade, and Binding Tendrils

History:

                Teliath, the forest kingdom of south-western Relia, is the home of the Kigai royal family. The king and queen, after 5 long years of toil, founded the kingdom of Teliath from the barren, desert wastes of the south-west. Years later, after the kingdom began to prosper, conspiracies began to form over just how exactly it all came to be. One idea was that the kingdom was a miracle from the creator as a sign that there was in fact a creator. Others began to think that the king and queen were actually formed from nature themselves and were able to create things of beauty from even the harshest, most barren of lands. Unbeknownst to the conspirators, this thought was, for the most part, true.

                The king and queen are descendents of an ancient race, the Nachtyre. These beings originated with humanlike form but after bearing witness to the appearance of nature, they decided to attempt to change their appearance to better fit what they deemed beautiful. Their attempts are what gave birth to what is known presently as “Druidism” or nature based magics and “Druids” the mages of nature. Although the descendents know the truth, the rest of the world remains skeptical of these claims, as most of Nachtyrian lore has been lost due to the ravages of time. The last bit of Nachtyrian lore remains under the protection of the Kigai family and, as such, is locked away. The Nachtyre, after many years, had finally made themselves one with nature. Their bodies were covered in fur, their ears changed to mimic an animal’s, and they grew tails. The only things they did not change were the way they walk, upright on two legs like a human, and their faces, instead of an animal-like muzzle their mouths and noses remained humanlike.

                As the Kigai kingdom grew and the years passed, the queen gave birth to a son. They named him Cobalt. The young prince began to study the ways of his lineage around the age of six. He began to study Nachtyrian magic and, a year later, found he possessed a unique gift. He had been playing out in the forest when he stumbled upon a unique little creature, unlike he had ever seen before. It appeared to be some mixture between a cat and a rabbit, and it was injured gravely. The young prince scooped the Catbit, as he called it, into his arms and hastily returned to the castle to fetch help. Upon his arrival, his magic instructor told him there was nothing that could be done for the little creature, it’s wounds were too severe. Cobalt began to sob, for he could feel the little catbit’s pain, and began to inspect it’s wounds. A few moments later, his crying ceased as his hands began to glow with a dim white light. Both he and his teacher looked on, awestruck, as the light wove it’s way around the little creature’s injuries, making them better before their eyes. His teacher was speechless as the Catbit opened its eyes and let out a small cry, much like that of a kitten. Cobalt’s studies seemed to double, even triple after that day.

               

As time went on, Cobalt turned fifteen.  His father had told him he was now a man and would start battle training the next day. That day came and went and so did many more before Cobalt found the second part of his gift. He was out with a small scouting party at the time, doing some recon training when something unforeseen happened. A group of bandits, having gotten word of their approach, had set up a trap to take the prince hostage and kill the others. The bandits attacked as they had planned and had killed three of the five scouting group members. All that were left were Cobalt and his group’s teacher. Cobalt, who was busy trying to heal a dying group member at the time, was shoved out of the way as one of the bandits lunged, slicing the teacher in the stomach instead of the student as intended. As his teacher fell Cobalt drew his sword, Wycazi. Rage burned in the young prince’s eyes as he set himself up for a quick-draw lunge. His teacher, somehow still alive, watched in disbelief as Wycazi’s blade turned black and the prince lunged forward. He cut through the two bandits he had aimed for and watched as the darkness from his blade tore the other two bandits asunder. That was when Cobalt learned that he not only possessed the power of Light, but also that of Darkness.

From that day forward everyone in the kingdom both respected him and feared him. He helped everyone and anyone he could in the kingdom, from healing the sick, to doing odd-jobs. This is where the respect came from. The fear, however, stemmed another source. Cobalt had just turned 18 when his mother grew ill. He had gotten back from a lesson when one of the castle servants, or castle keepers as Cobalt and his family called them, relayed to him that his parents wanted to see him. Curious, he obeyed, thinking nothing of it at the time. Upon his arrival, he found his mother bedridden and his father pale and saddened. It was then he learned that his mother had fallen extremely ill and was on the verge of death. Cobalt, not knowing what else to do, summoned all the strength he could and went to work with his healing magic. For days on end he worked, trying everything he possibly could think of before he collapsed. His father, after taking Cobalt back to his room, returned to find the queen looking not as pale as she had before, or so he swore was the case.

Cobalt, hearing of his mother’s slow recovery two days later, felt relieved. He kept a careful eye on his mother’s condition and returned to his studies. A few days later, a couple boys, about his age, stopped him on the street and asked for his help. Naturally Cobalt agreed, only to find himself in an alleyway on the poorer side of the kingdom. He was about to ask a question when one of the three boys lashed out, striking him across his face. The other two boys followed soon after as Cobalt took up a defensive stance, catching blows to his body from every angle. As the gang of boys beat him they began to talk bad about him. Cobalt stayed silent, making the trio angrier. They then began to talk down about the royal family, his mother in particular. This is what set Cobalt off. He grabbed one of the boys as he lashed out to give him a hit to the stomach and twisted his arm back, letting go after a loud snap and a cry from the owner. One down, he thrust his palm toward the boy to his left, knocking him down with an unseen blow. The first boy to go down had gotten back up again, his arm hanging limp at his side. He had drawn a dagger from his pocket and charged, aiming at the prince’s neck. Cobalt sidestepped the rush and knocked his assailant away with a strike with his elbow. The boy with the dagger was sent stumbling into the other boy Cobalt had knocked down seconds before. The third boy, who had stayed back watching the others fight, had an angry scowl on his face.

The two attacking boys were now back on their feet and about to charge again. Cobalt turned toward them and shook his head, outstretching his palm once more in the process. Black tendrils shot from his hand then, binding the two would-be assailants by the hands and feet. The prince then clenched his outstretched hand into a fist and a series of pops and cracks echoed throughout the alley, followed by cries of pain no more than a second later. The prince looked at the third boy once more and his scowl had melted away into a look of sheer horror. Cobalt began to walk out of the alley toward the horrified boy, who was now frozen in place, and stopped slightly behind him; “Let this be a lesson to you… Never talk about my family the way you have today…”

After his encounter with trio in the alley, Cobalt found out that his mother was indeed recovering. It was then that Cobalt decided to leave the kingdom. He informed his father, who only asked why. Cobalt told him that he was concerned about his mother’s health, fearing her illness could return. He said he wanted to search for a perfect cure. On top of that he felt like he had something more to do than stay in the kingdom the way he has all his life. His father merely nodded. He told Cobalt that there was a time when he had felt the same when he was his age. He also mentioned that the kingdom was his destined chore, as he called it. He wished his son luck with his travels and asked him to write when he could. Shortly after that, Cobalt had gathered his things and finished a few final chores to help the people of Teliath one final time. Among the necessities, he took Saria, the Catbit he had healed when he was a child, and his sword Wycazi with him. Friend and sword both at his side, the young prince, Cobalt, set out on his travels.

                This is Cobalt’s introduction to “The Relia Chronicles!”