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 Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 10:51 am
 They say there can be no honor among thieves. They say that human greed is stronger than human loyalty, and that no promise is safe from the corruption of gold and power. But even within the shadows, some order must be held. Here, knowledge is more powerful than the sharpest blade, and alliances are kept through a careful balance of lies. And though indeed there may be no honor among the thieves, there is respect amid distrust...
Livna is a typical bustling, medieval port city, with dark hidden secrets. As discoveries are made about the truth of the shadowy underworld, you learn the nature of your own conscience. Who around you deserves your trust? What is the price of your own honor?
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 11:01 am
◇◆◇◆◇ Rules ◇◆◇◆◇
◇ Follow all Gaia and Guild Rules!
◆ Treat others the way you want to be treated.
◇ No one-liners and please use proper spelling to the best of your ability.
◆ NO LONGER ACCEPTING. Requests to join at this time will be ignored.
◇ You may play more than one character, as long as you can do it well.
◆ Most importantly, have fun!
◇ Any questions feel free to ask.
◇◆◇◆◇ Profile ◇◆◇◆◇
Note: This isn't used for anything except keeping track of stuff in OOC format. The characters know nothing of what is on another character's "character sheet" even though you might. [size=12][b]Gaia Username:[/b] [/size] [size=10](username) [/size]
[size=12][b]Full Name:[/b] [/size] [size=10](name) [/size]
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[size=12][b]Personality:[/b] [/size] [size=10](At least 10 sentences.) [/size]
[size=12][b]Skills and Talents:[/b] [/size] [size=10](Any skills you character may have, combat or otherwise.) [/size] There are positions available!
Thieves, soldiers/watchmen, merchants, nobles, and possibly more. If you'd like something special, put it in parentheses after your character name in the subject of the PM, and add an Extra: area in the profile. I'll be more than happy to help with this if you need it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 11:03 am
◇◆◇◆◇ Characters ◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: Reyl Duskfire
Full Name: Delaney
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: One couldn't say that Delaney is hard to look at. She possesses a kind of mysterious beauty, one where you look at her and don't think it so much, yet you can't find yourself wanted to call her ugly. Perhaps it is her curly, golden blond hair and dull blue-gray eyes contrasted by dark and dirty skin. She is also rather short, standing barely over five feet tall. She prefers to wear clothes that are light and easy to move in, and often her attire is rather cheap.
Personality: Delaney isn't particularly out going -- she doesn't like speaking with people she doesn't already know, but she's not shy or quite. Just distrustful, even those who are close. With that, she doesn't really keep anyone close, but she will put up the illusion that is does or is. She is self-righteous and proud, and never likes to be told she could possibly be wrong. Delaney possesses a very addictive personality, and finds herself becoming attached to ideas and activities that make her feel good.
Skills and Talents: She's not really good at anything in particular. She's sneaky, quiet, and rather good with her body. Being deft and agile, her body is her best weapon.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: DemonDays2
Full Name: Riley O'Toole
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Riley is about 5' 9". He has a slightly rounded face with blue eyes and curly brown-blond hair. Other than his Irish accent, he has no other distinguishing features. He wears typically basic clothes, currently a grey t-shirt, baggy dark blue jeans, and a grey trench-coat. Stuck on his belt is a small butterfly knife on the right and a short sword on the left.
Personality: This is hard to categorize. In general, he has a cheerful personality that includes quite a lot of jokes and sarcastic/obvious remarks. He has a habit of calling people "genius" when they do something stupid. When not on the run, he spends his time around cities, and as he is quite a ladies man (though his success varies), he is often found in bars. When needed, he can be very serious. He has a habit of being a little on the reckless side, despite the fact he is a very good tactician.
Skills and Talents: Lock picking. So far, Riley hasn't come across a lock he hasn't been able to break after some time. He is also a self-proclaimed master at hiding in plain sight, most likely because of his bland look.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: dragonhealer
Full Name: Anna Lofts
Age: 18
Gender: female, but often masquerades as male.
Race: very much human
Appearance: Anna is very dull, she has white blond hair that falls just below the shoulder, and dim blue green eyes that show nothing of her true self within. It was once said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, for Anna this is not true. She stands an average height of about five foot seven. And wears the clothing of a normal worker. usually a light colored breezy cotton shirt. And light black pants. She likes to keep her self very normal looking as to not stand out in a crowd. She also wears a red ribbon as a neck tie. Always. Anna Lofts
Personality: Anna lives to run, she finds joy in small pleasures and is easy to please. As a thief she is very good at slipping in and out of crowds unnoticed. She loves the thrill of being cased in a crowd too. She is one of the least know thieves in the city never having been caught and not having been seen in action. She is a very happy, outgoing and helpful person. She tries not to steal from any one who can’t afford it but when times get hard she will snatch any bit on shinny she sees. After living in the shadows for most of her life she has become rather easy to dip out of a situation. She is known threw out the thieves as an untrustworthy partner. She fears being caught much more than she fears how others think of her. She has a love for children, and refuses to do ant kidnapping jobs.
Skills and Talents: She can look either male or female at will. And is very light on her feet. She has a knack for hiding in plain sight. She is a wonderful sight and can find objects in complete darkness without making a sound. ◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: XxBerry ChanxX
Full Name: Jessica Ann Morita
Age: 19 1/2
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: Jessica also has kunai and shuriken hidden in a pouch on her waist. She also has a pistol hidden in one of her pouches too.
Personality: When Jessica is doing her job, she is serious about it. She doesn't wish to hurt anyone, just to steal whatever valuables they own. She can be quite a klutz sometimes, but not when she's doing her job. She is funny, smart, and an outgoing person in general. She is very trustful and will put all her faith in someone she trusts. But knowing that some people may have hired assassins or bounty hunters for her head, she is a little protective of her self. She does not like to be called 'weak' because of her appearance and will fight you if you call her it. She also does not like being called 'Small, or Little Girl'. If your going to do something to make her angry, you might want to think twice about it.
Skills and Talents: Jessica is very quick on her feet, and works fast. She is skilled with her swords, kunai, shuriken, and pistol. But she is also good with hand-to-hand combat if she ever needs to use it.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: Nightwind-Dragon
Full Name: Ashe Windsong
Age: 19
Gender: female
Race: human
Appearance: Ashe She is 5'1"
Personality: A fairly even-tempered young woman, she doesn't anger quickly. She also would rather listen to the conversations than actually participate in them. Has the habit of reading anytime she can and is hardly ever seen without a book. She is also one to state the obvious and be sarcastic about it. She is often confused for a boy due to her short stature, short cropped hair, and tomboyish nature. She does use this to her advantage. She has a slight weakness to small animals and will take care of any dog or cat she sees in the streets. Because of this she does tend to have a few animals following her around town and more lounging outside her home. She will work for almost anyone, as long as the pay is good. But she only works alone.
Skills and Talents: She is an amazing lock-pick and pick-pocket. She has an eye for valuables and is fond of precious to semi-precious stones. Is able to use two daggers as weapons to protect herself, though she tends to run from open confrontation whenever possible.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: Death and Bubbles
Full Name: Eziekel Abiloha
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Eziekel has a very slim physique. It could be compared to that of a slightly more defined swimmers build. His skins is a dark brown and very smooth showing very little signs of body hair except for the tight black curls that cover his head.
His eyes are a pale mix of silver and emeral and have the air of emptiness about them, giving them an almost animal like intensity when he's focusing particularly hard on a single particular thing.
His upper body from the nape of his neck to the small of his back is tattooed. He has a pair of tattoos of black climbing roses stretching from his biceps out to his pecks and shoulder blades riding his rib cage down to the small of his back. Framed between the two vines is the elven coat of arms.
He wheres a layered uniform of a black, long sleeved shirt and pants with a hooded vest layered over it, laong with a similarly covered canvas jacket.
Personality: Eziekel isn't very outspoken though he has a very distinct presence which can be both helpful and hurtful. He is however a very compassionateperson when given the opportunity to be so. He is very calm under most kinds of pressure, except in the case of heavily weighted moral decision which make him both talkative and irritable. He attempts to give as much of himself as possible all the time and he can't understand or tolerate those who aren't willing to do so. He understands thievery out of need, but for the pure sake of greed is something that he refuses to support unless it will some how negatively affect those in need.
How ever hard he tries to be a good person though he is still haunted by the animalistic par of him. His motives are all in all in favor of good but his sense of justice is darker than most hero types and to most of the civilized world probably considered inhuman, for the fact that death is the most merciful option as far as his justice goes.
Skills and Talents:
Five year Carromeleg practitioner.
Practicing swordplay for ten years.
Tracker.
Apprentice Lock Smith and Black smith.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: irishdawg69 Full Name: Mattias "Matthew" Regault Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Matthew is rather average in height, about 5'8'' and is slightly skinny from his childhood as an oprhan. He has light brown hair and brown eyes, his face is carefree and seems childish at times. He was a brown robe to conceal most of the small weapons he carries on him, including: 2 small daggers, a short sword, and a quickblade up his right sleeve. Although he carries weapons he usually never uses them, not because he fears but because he believes life is sacred. Personality: Matthew is really kind-hearted, he would never steal from the poor or those in need. Matthew was an orphan and took to thievery to survive. He sees the poor around him and feels bad for them. He has no friends, so he can sometimes seem distant at times, but in a way he's still a kid and loves to joke around. Matt rarely takes things seriously, even when threatened of his very life! His solitary life and skills have gained him few friends save the poor and the homeless. He would kindly give up his bread and water for someone who needed it more, but he really looks after himself first when it comes to surviving. Skills and Talents: Matthew is a master of pickpocketting and bargaining, a trade he learned from a master thief that roams the town at night. He is a good lockpick, although not the best. He finds stealing from someone's home, although admittingly easier, too much like a criminal. He has some skill in magic and forgery, having worked for both the town's forger and a travelling wizard. He can simply dissolve into the shadows at will, a trick very few mages can do. The quickblade up his sleeve, is mainly a defensive maneuver if things get too close. Matthew never liked killing and has only killed one person, a drunken barbarian who almost killed him.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: irishdawg69 Full Name: Markus Alacran Age: 35 Gender: Male Race: Drow/Dwemer/Dark Elf Appearance: Markus Alacran He's a drow, dark blue skin, golden eyes and frost-white hair. He's very muscular and wears leather armor, with a steel shoulder piece bearing the symbol of the Night Watch and his rank as Captain. Personality: Markus isn't unfeeling, but he is cold. It's what happens when you deal with criminals for a life. He isn't one to talk, for his job gives him the privelage to kill. When you do get to know him, he's rarely open for conversation. He despises criminals, mainly assassins. He also hates thievery, with the rare exception for those who need it. He doesn't feel its right so many starve and are forced to steal or die. He tries to help out during the day, although he isn't widely accepted in the richer parts of the city because of how he appears. He is usually very convictive towards humans, and lenient towards other elves. Skills and Talents: Markus us an amazing archer and spell castor. He's also good at alchemy, but for his job he prefers to use destructive magic. He also carries an ebony short sword slightly concealed by his side. Other: Markus is Captain of the Nightwatch, a group hired by the city to reduce the amount of thievery, murder, and crime. His men, commonly called "Death Dealers" patrol the area. They are all drows, and are liscensed to kill on site of crime. Their arrows can be laced to stun or kill or enchanted to do much more powerful things. You may not even know you're being watched til you hear the twang of the bow and the pain of an arrowhead in your back.◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ Gaia Username: Anex de Great Full Name: Sellenas of Farrow Age: 22 Gender: Female Race: Wood elf Appearance: Tall and graceful, as only natural for a wood elf of her lineage should be, Sellenas is a oddball despite that. She is the first elf from her clan to have flaxen hair since as far back as anyone can remember. Her own mother claims that golden hair has never been in her family. To hide the unusal color, Sellenas generally braids her hair and tucks it into the back of her shirt. On top of that, she has deep cerulean eyes that oppose the normal emerald ones. She has thin, rosy lips that are always curved into a devious smirk. They stand out against her fair complexion. Her pointed ears are obnoxiously long (she received much teasing over them during her childhood) and she's taken to wearing a hooded forest cloak to cover them up. She generally wears a lot of leather, contrary to the common misconception that elves disapprove of using animal by-products. She usually wears a pair of full, dark leather chaps, a leather corset, and a creamy blouse beneath the corset. When on a particularly dangerous heist, she'll don a light-weight breast plate under her cloak and on top of the corset. She always has bracers on her arms as they come in handy when scaling walls. She also wears a pair of dark leath riding boots that go up to her knee. Sellenas, more or less. Personality: Sellenas is, to say the least, tempermental. It's nearly impossible to know what will set her off, but its guaranteed that something about you will irritate her. She is a perfectionist as heart and sees flaws in everyone, especially herself. There is nothing she hates more than when she fails at something. Which is not often anymore since she now knows what kind of jobs give her the highest success rate. Her on-the-spot decision-making tends to be irrational and rash, but someone up there likes her, because she always lucks out of trouble. Problem is, with those as her strongest personality traits and her profession, it's hard to obtain any proper company, and although she'd never be caught dead admitting it, she gets lonely during the daytime when all she has to do is sit around bars alone. The only thing that takes her mind off it is the prospect of a successful job. Information gathering is her expertise, and she can coax just about anything out of anyone (whether it be by conventional methods or not...). Skills and Talents: Sellenas is a ridiculously good liar. Well, she may or may not tell reasonable lies, it's the fact that people always believe her for some reason that makes her good at it. She is also quite the acrobat. Her name, in her language, Sellenas, comes from the moon god, Selen, who dictates luck, fortune, and prosperity. He happens to be depicted as a feline.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 11:04 am
◇◆◇◆◇ Setting ◇◆◇◆◇
Livna is a jumble of medieval walls and turrets, needling spires and winding, cobbled streets. The winding, cobbled streets of the city take you past half-hidden lanes, courtyards, spired churches and old, merchant houses. The Market is the busiest part of town, centered near the Vir Gate and around the port area, that wraps around the south western portion of town. A few taverns compete for business, but range in style and price. The castle marks the north most portion of the town, and is barricaded by it's own high walls and gate. Many of the more expensive homes can be found close to the castle, on the west side of town. Many merchants choose to either have a private residence on the second story of their businesses or live close enough to the market district. The slums are around the southeast area of the town, relatively close to the port.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 11:10 am
◇◆◇◆◇ Announcements ◇◆◇◆◇
Aug. 26 -> NO LONGER ACCEPTING. Requests to join at this time will be ignored.
Aug. 07 -> Added a section on organizations. If anyone has any ideas for any other ones, let me know!
July 29 -> Trimmed up the profiles. If I deleted yours by mistake, please let me know.
July 16 -> Open for all to apply.
June 28 -> Selectively accepting. Non-thieves/assassins/others like that only.
June 21 -> OOC thread: questions, ideas, and such can go there! Also, really need some non-thief type of characters.
June 20 -> Ready to begin! Open sesame!
June 18 -> Feel free to apply. Ready to begin, whenever people join...
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 2:17 am
◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
Organizations
◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ The Thieves GuildAll thieves in this RP can be assumed to be a part of the guild unless they have broken one of the tenets the guild was founded on. 1. No member of the guild may steal from another member. 2. No member may commit an act of murder. 3. All are expected to honor and uphold these and any other laws set forth by the guild master. The Night WatchA group of all Drow soldiers dedicated to the eradication of thievery, murder, and crime from the streets of Livna. Headed by Captain Markus Alacran, they are also known as "Death Dealers" for the way they are known to handle such matters. Many citizens see them as a light to lead the city through the darkening times.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 5:09 pm
[Aw man, please open soon, I got this killer intro idea that might be lost by tomorrow]
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 6:04 pm
((Hah! Managed to get done before I had to leave!))
The Rotting Bear Inn: a worn-down tavern in the heart of the slums. The main proprietors were poor sailors and deckhands needing refuge for the night -- quite the most lively bunch. Cheers and loud merry music could be heard from outside. At times, it seems it could throw the door right off the hinges.
Delaney sat on the cold stone steps, looking out across the ocean. The sun slowly crept it's way below the horizon, casting more and more shadows as it fell. A gentle cool evening breeze flowed from the water, giving the air a crisp salty taste. These were the nights she loved the most.
A man stumbled from the tavern, already reeking of ale. He nearly fell over on her but she nimbly jumped off the side. A small piece of paper fell from the man's pocket as he stumbled down the stairs and continued unknowingly down the street before finally falling dramatically into a ditch. She picked up the piece of paper and briefly debated shoving it back into the man's pocket... but she casually opened it like it was meant for her. It was smeared badly and she could barely make it out.
...come... dock.. Court... Mari..
noon..tomorrow..
I have what you seek.
The ending line amazed and mystify her as she tried to decipher the meaning. The quickly folded it and stuffed it into her pocket before strolling casually down the street
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 6:19 pm
Kira sat in the tavern. she had read a paper in a man's hand. it had said
...come... dock.. Court... Mari..
noon..tomorrow..
I have what you seek.
and Kira was so dang curious, she had to know what that meant. she was gonna leave at the crack of dawn, and get there early. she intended to watch for the man who had the paper. seh slipped into the Inn, and was gonna get to bed early, so as to follow through with her game plan for the next day.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 6:56 am
[Ha! Im going to break the mould by NOT seeing paper biggrin . Long enough intro, settle yourselves in. Finally, to RP owner, can you edit my profile, I typo'd. Its not major, but can you change the word Scottish (Found in Appearance) to Irish?]
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Riley ran as fast as he could up a flight of stairs. There was voices behind him, shouting as he heard heavy footsteps climbing up a second flight, just below him.
He burst into a room with no way out but a small window, which he opened. He ended up on the roof, and thankfully, this street had all the buildings connected, like townhouses. He ran across the rooftops, hearing more yells as a few lightly armored soldiers started climbing out of the window after him. Riley looked back and them, then forward just in time to see the roof ending with a large gap, which led to an alley below. He had three choices.
Stop and get caught.
Dive down the alley.
Or break through a small window on the building across the alley.
Picking the third option Riley dove across the alley, shoulder first, straight through the window, into a small room, out its door, and down a small flight of stairs, all without stopping.
"Ow...son of a-" he was cut off as he heard shouts from below, and soon after, running. Right after that he heard banging on the door near him, so he silently climbed the stairs into the room, and managed to climb onto the buildings roof before he heard the door break. Moving as quiet as a faint breeze, he walked across the roof and used a few windowsills to climb down into a second alley, where he ran off towards what looked like a ruined warehouse.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 9:02 am
Kira couldn't sleep, because of her curiosity and that note! she sighed, and went out of the Inn, and started to wander the city for a good place to steal from. she didn't find anything she needed or wanted. she sighed. this was gonna be a long day. she headed into the older part of town, with all the abandoned warehouses, homes, and so forth. she was walking, when she saw someone running to one of the many abandoned warehouse. she followed behind him silently, watching behind her and in front of her with every step.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 9:34 am
Riley looked around the area. Had it not been as dark out, he would have probably noticed Kira. He walked into a really run down warehouse.
This was a great hiding spot. It was so ruined most people didn't go near it, but had they decided to look past the walls of rubble, they would find a very well stocked store room.
Riley reached to the side, finding a hanging rope, and pulled hard on it. A plank from the ceiling came down with a set of stairs attached. He walked up, bringing the stairs up behind him. Around him was about a half dozen people in various states of shabbiness and sleepiness. One of them waved absently at him, one said hi, and Riley just nodded, sitting on a small bed under a window.
"Hi guys" Riley said quietly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 9:44 am
hm... six people all in this warehouse. i wonder what wound happen if i knocked...but what fun would that be? Kira thought was she hid next to an ancient crate what to do...what to do... she was thinking on the possibilities of knocking and of sneaking in, but she didn't want to disturb them, for they had done nothing to her. she need to gather intelligence on them before she did anything.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 3:07 pm
Des Machale was standing on a rooftop looking out for his 'package', the one 'they' wanted. As des was waiting a drunk man walked by that was struggling to stand straight as he must of bein drunk, the drunk man fell over and once this happend Des jumped from the roof and took something from the drunk man's pocket. It was a note that had some writing on it.
...come... dock.. Court... Mari..
noon..tomorrow..
I have what you seek.
Des thought that the package was this or better so he decided to go to this dock. Des moved out and found a warehouse and decided to wait in there, but he saw someone outside behind a box. He walked up to the door and was about ready to knock, when something put him off, he turned around and saw noting, but he still decided to leave the warehouse and find somewhere a little safer.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 4:50 pm
((Demon: I changed it smile I've also made an OOC thread so any requests like that, ideas, or questions can be posted there.)) A full moon hung high overhead, lighting the streets with an eerie glow. Delaney sauntered down the cobblestone street. The note had driven her curiosity wild, and the last line echoed through her thoughts. I have what you seek. You could seek many of things: fame, fortune, love. Pretending that it was meant for her, she considered what she'd like it to be. Money, she mused, lots of money. She firmly believed that anything could be attained with money -- the one thing she severely lacked.
She continued to wander slowly through the town, completely lost in her thoughts about the note, the meeting place, and the alternate lifestyle such treasures could bring. Her feet eventually brought her to the warehouses, and close to the docks.
Oblivious to the surroundings, she bumped into someone and immediately reeled back in surprise. Her hand flew to grab a dagger but she found herself losing her balance. She fell backwards, landing hard on her butt, and the dagger slipping from between her fingertips and hitting the stones with a clink. She stared up at the person with a mixed look of shock, terror, and blame.
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