Whoops! Sorry I didn't catch this! For some reason I completely missed this thread. If you'll have me, I'll still be using Skaol:

Name: Skaol Edgar
Title: Knight of the Order of Swordsmen
Race: Human
Age: 21

Appearance:
- Hair: Black, yet shimmers like water reflecting the twilight sky, worn in a thin pony tail reaching to his waist. The front third of his hair is worn in two primary bangs that hang just outside his eyes, stopping just before the latitude of the point of his nose.
- Eyes: Dark forest green, he keeps them half open, giving him a perpetual sleepy look.
- Height: 5 ft, 10 in
- Weight: 140 lbs
- Complexion: Fair and rough
- Build: Slight, yet toned
- Noteworthy Features: A small piece of emerald green cloth from a corner of the cape of his friend fastened to a ring at the base of his sword.
- Attire: Enjoys dressing simply, normally a white linen short sleeve shirt and a pair of brown cloth pants.

Personality: Very easy going, bordering on lazy. His favorite passtime is sleeping, his favorite concious passtime is staring into space and thinking about anything that crosses his mind. He in rarely without a congenial smile, even in the middle of a battle. He puts everyone above himself, and is the first to self sacrifice, even for a stranger.
First Impression: Very quiet, yet smiles at everyone. Easy to approach and start a conversation with, though he sometimes does the approaching, if he feels he can be of help.

Weapon(s): The Sword of Air (eventually). Also, a ceremonial dagger given to him at graduation from his knight order. It has an ornate gold plated hilt, inlaid with thirteen small emeralds, and is kept beneath his tunic.
Armor: Full plate mail, colored green to mark his rank as captain. Over the armor is worn a white sleeveless tunic, bearing the emblem of the Order of Swordsmen: a double edged sword, point up, with an angel wing protruding from the right end of the hilt, and a demon wing from the left. No helmet.

Abilities/Skills: Though an adept of conventional swordsmenship, his true skill stems from his mastery of the Edgar Art of War. A practitioner of this school of fighting relaxes all the muscles of his/her body and disregards all concept of the movement of time. One takes into account only the present, niether trying to predict the opponents next move, nor attempting to establish an opponent's pattern of action based from his previous actions. By simply observing the opponent's current position, one's risk of being taken by a feint is significantly reduced. This does have a negative effect in that one's time in which to react is significantly reduced, with rapid enough strikes landing before the user can dodge. However, Skaol has developed a failsafe to compensate for his style's flaw. Similar to drunken martial arts, he puts himself into a self induced state of semi-conciousness which has the dual effect of maximizing the relaxation of his muscles and dulling the pain felt by a landed blow. When his adversary finally presents an opening, he snaps into full alert and strikes with everything he has. However, if a battle is protracted for too long, his addrenaline begins to forcibly extricate him from his state of half-conciousness. The beginnings of this first become evident normally after the first fifteen minutes. After thirty minutes, the effects have worn off completely.

Magic:

Aerial Fissure- A spell combining Skaol's skill with a sword with wind magic, allowing him to project vaccum razors the size of the sword swing at the opponent. They cannot travel farther than twenty feet. The vaccums are not strong enough to penetrate deep into flesh, however they are enough to cause painful suface lacerations. Skaol can send twenty such razors before he feels drained.

Gale Skates- This magic condenses the air beneath Skaol's feet and causes it to spin rapidly, allowing him to skate across the ground without being impeded by friction. At his fastest, he can go no more than twenty-five miles per hour in a straight line. The spell san be sustained no longer than ten minutes.

Heavy Air- A defense of last resort, used primarily against enemies too swift to fight with the basic Edgar Art of War. Skaol condenses the air within a three foot radius to twice its normal density, effectively slowing stikes before they land and allowing him to utilize his martial art. However, as the spell requires constant concious maintanence, it is impossible for him to utilize his self induced semi-conciousness simultaneously with the spell. The spell lasts for about fifteen minutes.

Gale Force- Used in combination with the Gale skates, Skaol creates a miniature cyclone wich spins him at eye blurring speeds. In this state of rotation, which lasts about twenty seconds, Skaol cannot see what he is slashing, so must rely on his preconception of where the enemy is. The use of this magic dispells the gale skates immediatly after the cyclone has stopped. Skaol usually needs about ten seconds to regain his equilibrium afterward. The skates cannot be used again in the same day.

Quick History: Born to a family of well-off merchants, Skaol was able to enlist in the province's local knights-apprentice order. There, he earned quick respect from his tutors and his peers due to his seamless integration of his family's martial style and his own seemingly innate skill with the rapier. It was also there that he met his best friend, Wylliam. While Wylliam earned his teachers' ire by not taking classes seriously, Skaol earned it through his habitual sleeping during classes. He was even known to sleep standing up during role call and during drills. Eventually, the two were seperated into different orders according to their skills; Wylliam to the Order of Dragoons and Skaol to the Order of Swordsmen. In order to perpetuate their friendship, they exchanged corners of their capes to tie onto their weapons. The day before graduation, Skaol learned that his friend had left the Order just earlier that day for reasons unknown. Confused by his friend's sudden departure, he was, for the first time in years, visibly distraught. He decided to advance as rapidly as possible through the Order's ranks, hoping that his missions would bring him news of his friend. He achieved the rank of Captain a month before his twentieth birthday. He is now known among the units under his command as the Lazy-Eyed Swordsman, or Captain Lazy-Eyes.

Well everyone I plan to kickstart this RP, after the RP tournment is done with. As for right now if I acce[ted you as a sword user, you will find you name on the front page. If your name is not on there I will take a look at your bio and make a section for the non sword users.

Well as promised this RP will now start. Now that I am out of the RP, and Julius I think I'll take you up on that offer for designing the swords.

Just as a fyi Tales will still continue, just as soon as I think of a way to dispell the tornado, or someone else does, ehh might just have to let it die down though.(the tornado that is, not the rp.)

Is it too late for me to join in at this point? if not, is the sword of ice available?