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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:06 am
It is a time of magic and swords. Of wars, kings and barons. On the planet of Ignaeus (eeg-NAY-oos), the countries and territories of each king are at war with each other in a feudal struggle for control of all the land. There are three major kingdoms that control other provinces on and off as they conquer them. These three are as follows:
Meatara (may-ah-TA-ra)-- A place of green and lush forests is the capitol of Meatara. This place is home to elves of all types. ((Dark, High, Wood, etc.)) Overall, their people believe in the preciousness of life and the environments tht facilitate it. They fancy themselves warriors of peace in a struggle to "liberate" the people of Ignaeus as a whole. Their banner consists of a green background with a white oak in the middle.
Niyaha (nye[like...eye]-YA-ha)-- A place of darkness and night is the capitol of Niyaha. This place is home to demi-humans of all types. ((cat-people, fox people, anthros.)) They are wrongly perceived as an evil group although they would argue that they run their provinces much less strictly than the other two colliding powers. They believe in solitude and isolation and only since the beginning of this conflict have they shown interest in conquest. Their banner consists of a dark purple background with a light purple eye, ever open.
Quitaho (kee-TA-ho)-- The nation of Quitaho is the largest kingdom out of the three and is aggressively neutral in nature. This place is home to humans. Spread thin as is, they are having trouble fighting the onslaughts of both Meatara and Niyaha from two opposite fronts. Although inland, it is a place of serenity and peace, on the outskirts, there is constant combat, and this strategic ring of battle is the proving ground for warriors all over Ignaeus. Due to their elite soldier regime, however, The large nation is unmistakably holding their own. Their banner consists of a black background, and a shield seperated into quadrants of red, green, blue, and yellow.
Magick:
On this planet, magickal items are abound and they can have nearly any range of powers. Some do more than the mundane object they represent normally does, others, do quite the opposite. But the highest sought magickal items on the whole of ignaeus are a suit of armor and a massive sword, collectively known as The Arms Of Ares. He who controls the tools of Ares, controls the very tides of war itself, and can thus finally quell the conflict surrounding the entire planet, or make it to where there will never be an end. This terrifying power is the kind this story centers around.
Weaponry:
As far as weapons are concerned, I'm going to place this era into that of around the revolutionary war. Humanity has discovered the wonders of black powder and experiments constantly with primitive guns, however, the premiere form of combat is still mostly melee, only elite groups carrying distance weapons of powder.
Creatures:
Anything you find in a D&D monster manual can dwell on this world. From Ankhegs to Displacer Beasts and ever-popular Dragons and Wyverns. Have fun! And...don't die. XD
((Side note: If any other roleplays become active during the life of this one, I give permission, as long as I'm notified, for you to criss-cross. Visits from other worlds would obviously add a bit of spice to the story.))
Now for the rules:
--Don't ******** god-mode. (With the exception of having the full set of the Arms of Ares. Although I will be sure that no single player will have control of them for a very long amount of time.)
--Don't blow this off. If you're gonna join, stay. If you aren't gonna play, then don't bother joining. I can't have people stuck in stasis that would put the entire story on ice.
--Be reasonable. Pack light on the magick items, weaponry and etc. Let's try to balance out play. I don't wanna see some common grunt carrying an entire arsenal.
--Use the AMP. If you haven't read the AMP (Anti-Munch Project), I suggest you find it and do so now. I will be abiding by their rules to standardize the combat and more complex rule systems. Just use common sense for hits and dodges, that kind of thing.
--Be appropriate. No violations of the T.O.S. Aside from whatever consequences the mods may have for you, you will be banned from this rp and I will remove your posts when I find them. As far as the story goes, your items will be divvied up, and we will act like you didn't exist. That means stay PG-13 for ******** sake. Romance is encouraged, but the second I see a hand goin' up someone's breastplate, you'll be warned. It's okay to /imply/ that you went offscreen and did whatever....just...cut it out with describing it in detail.
I'll come up with more, if I need to!! *Waves the thread creator stick* Grr!
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 6:54 am
To join in the fun, simply pm me your profile, await my approval, and upon seeing your profile in this post, you may begin. Any suggestions for extensions to the template are greatly appreciated.
Players/Profiles:
User: Hyperpolysyllabic
Name: Kei Ananchel
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Height: Average
Weight: Light
Hair: Lightish purple, usually in a state of disarray
Eyes: Grey
Skin: Fair
Affiliation: Quitaho
Appearence and Physical Description: She is a young adult with a disheveled and scruffy look about her at all times. She is generally clad in clothes that are roomy and baggy, made of fabrics that breathe well, yet still take wear and tear. Always moving from one dwelling to another, there's always an air of tiredness/weariness about her.
Personality: Although tired all the time, she is by no means lazy, and can be alert as any trained warrior when the time comes. As far as social skills go, she is kind of a clutz with words and doesn't see a use for calling people friends unless it benefits her. She generally keeps to herself, but past her walls is an outgoing and...generally friendly girl.
Main Weapon: A fencing foil is always at her side.
Other Equipment: A rucksack full of clothes and provisions, and tucked inside the side pocket is a pair of scissors. They don't cut anything. Ever. Yet she's always kept them with her, even if they're magickal in only the most useless way ever.
Special Skills: She has the abilities you'd expect from a frequent traveller. The ability to cook food and forage for herself, etc. But due to some of her rather rogue-ish tendencies she has learned how to pick locks moderately well, and is a fine pickpocket in times of need.
Attacks: In battle, she can be counted on to be quick and brutal. She prides herself on the fact that no blades have ever managed touch her skin. This is sometimes because of a morale failure and a quick retreat, but nonetheless it has kept her alive.
Weaknesses: She is deathly afraid of large battles. In the presence of clashing armies, she stands in a confused and frightened freeze, unable to move other than running away or curling up.
History: Since her mother and father were killed in a raid made by a Niyahan special infiltration force, she has been on the run from all activities relating to the war, and simply making her way, in whatever way she can.
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User: Orange Blossom
Name: Liyana
Age: looks 25, is actually somewhere around 150
Gender: female
Species: elf
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: skinny, but close to average weight
Hair: long, wavy, and brown
Eyes: bright green
Skin: very fair
Affiliation (Your country/comrades.): Meatara
Appearence and Physical Description: Liyana is a bit on the tall side, and just under average weight. She normally dresses in white or light pink flowing robes and wears her hair half pulled back. Everything about her is normally well-kept and in order. She isn't a neat-freak, but is not sloppy either.
Personality: Very peaceable. She favors peacetimes instead of war, but if an issue comes up that she truly believes in, she will take up arms and fight for what she believes is right.
Main Weapon: the elven magick that was taught to her by her elders long ago.
Other Equipment: a wooden staff, made of oak, that is used for walking and sometimes, when necessary, fighting.
Special Skills: mental magick. If she focuses on her enemy, she can often make her enemy do what she wants.
Attacks: Special attacks all involve silence and stealth. Liyana can sneak up on just about anybody for a surprise attack.
Weaknesses: Liyana has a special place in her heart for animals. Whenever she sees an injured animal in the forests, she has to stop to see if she can heal it or make it more comfortable.
History: Although she lives on her own within Meatara, she is always welcome back to her parents' home. Most of the elves of Meatara know who she is, and they all love her for her peaceable attitude and calm nature. She learned everything that she knows from the elders in her village. Now that those elders are gone, she must rely on memory and instinct to know how to handle herself in any situation she gets herself into.
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User: Bogus_Burger
Name: Wallace VanArgch
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Height: Short
Weight: Light
Hair: dark brown
Eyes: Green
Skin: lightly tanned
Affiliation (Your country/comrades.): Neutral
Appearence and Physical Description: Short, thin, scruffy and wild, Wallace’s clothing consists mostly of furs. Most cloth he owns, he stole from unsuspecting travelers.
Wallace’s wild appearance sometimes gives the false impression that he is insane. He often has a bestial look in his eye, especially when he is angry. His age is somewhat ambiguous. Many people either think he is several years older or several years younger than he really is.
Personality: Generally friendly and naïve, Wallace is accustomed to being alone in the wild. For the most part he is patient, but is easily angered by small things most people would consider strange. He relies heavily on instinct and intuition, especially when physically threatened.
Main Weapon: A longbow and a small dagger
Other Equipment: An extra knife used for skinning, A pipe that belonged to his father. He has never used it, but keeps it as a memento.
Special Skills: Because of his small size, and experience with the wild, Wallace is difficult to track or detect when outdoors. He also has keen eyesight, making him an accurate shot with his longbow.
Attacks: While he has no real battle experience, Wallace is skilled at not being seen, making sneak attacks fairly easy for him. His patients and accuracy with his longbow are also an asset to him in battle.
Weaknesses: Having very little human contact, Wallace is very naïve. He often finds people and their customs strange, and in turn is seen as strange, wild, and savage. He is deathly afraid of crowds and cities. He is not well learned, and comes off as a bumbling fool, especially when surrounded by people.
History: Born in Quitaho, Wallace was the youngest of three brothers. His parents died when his village was raided when he was still young. He fled with his brothers to Meatara where they lived in isolation in the woods, hunting, gathering, and sometimes stealing in order to survive. His oldest brother, Kai taught both him and Thomas, his other brother, most of what he knows. One day, Kai did not return from hunting. Wallace and Thomas never heard from him again. Several years later, Thomas left the cabin late at night screaming his late brother’s name. Wallace found his body the next day lying on the dagger which he now carries with him. He has lived alone for the three years since his brother’s death, without direct human contact.
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User: Henop
Name: Henop
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Half-elf
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140 lbs.
Hair: Long as his shoulders, thick and silver in nature
Eyes: Brown but turn a blue when in the sun for long periods of time
Skin: Tanned
Class: Battle mage
Affiliation (Your country/comrades.): Calvery, third in command in a merc group
Appearence and Physical Description: (The sig is the physical description...in a nut shell except for a few alterations)
Personality: Usually serious, but does try to see the lighter side of things. Often attempts to keep himself covered to hide what he considers the past. May occasionaly flirt but hardly ever intentionaly.
Main Weapon: Two handed sword on his back
Other Equipment: Has a battle axe strapped to his left leg, a couple daggers on his belt. A broad sword on his right hip, and a couple daggers in his boots. He also carrys a short sword along the back of his belt.
Special Skills: Able to close his eyes and highten his other senses to know which way to go in most cases. Can call upon some basic magics to help him.
Attacks: Slash, Chop, Thrust, summon fire, summon ice, Bolt of lightening
Weaknesses: Can't take an extream of any element too much, his pride as
well as his will are among his greater weaknesses
History: Having left home at an early age, he decided to try and prove to his village as well as his family that he was someone. That he could be worth mentioning, he would often take trips out and into the woods before returning home with bloody gashes and cuts along his body. His family assumed before he left that he was simply playing, this was not the case though he had been taking money from whatever places he could find it to pay some mercs to teach him to fight.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 6:55 am
Arms Of Ares: All of the discovered pieces of the set and their current whereabouts will be kept track of here.
Helm: Not yet discovered.
Breastplate: Not yet discovered.
Shoulders: Not yet discovered.
Gauntlets: Not yet discovered.
Belt/Fauld: Not yet discovered.
Boots: Not yet discovered.
Sword: In posession of Kei Ananchel. Not yet discovered.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:25 pm
NPC characters: ((******** the blacklist, I won't need it...right?))
No active important NPCs yet, but there will be, as the plot needs them sometimes to move things along. They'll have profiles like everyone else and will be played by me unless I assign someone else to them, or if another person creates them. Treat NPC creations like character creations, and just send them to me via PM. Let's try to keep them to a minimum.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:30 pm
Kei awakens to a green canopy above her, blinking her eyes open and smiling drowsily as the birds around her preach and sing at the rising of the sun. Her makeshift bed, up in the tallest tree she could find to keep safe from predators, sways as a cool breeze blows and she's careful not to fall as she sits up and looks down from the boughs. No one there, as usual...it's paranoid of her, but she always looks down before she exits a tree that she's been in for more than two hours.
"Well...time to move on, I guess."
She begins packing her things to head out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 8:24 am
Once finished she drops her rucksack first, then her sword, then hangs from the branch and drops on her feet. After putting her gear on and getting it ready to go, Hyper just walks, heading West along the dirt path.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 12:20 pm
Liyana knelt next to the baby deer that was crying helplessly in the forest that was its home. It could not stand because it's leg had been attacked by some sort of predator. Liyana whispered some words of Elfish to the deer and it quieted almost immediately. "You'll be fine, little one," she said aloud to the fawn and continued on her way through the forest.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 8:52 pm
Kei continues walking along the path, and stops as she hears words spoken far to her left. There is a silence, a hole in normal sound that she'd long ago associated with magick. Turning off the path, she stealthily makes her way deeper into the forest. Few humans could use magick in any kind of adept fashion, and she didn't know of any other race in this province. Although there was known to be species of every kind in any given kingdom, it was the ideals themselves that united them under any given banner. In any case, she's interested in finding the caster in question.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:00 pm
Liyana heard some rustling in the distance, and, being new to this region, was leery of the sound. It didn't sound like an animal. She followed the path cautiously, hiding in the greenery on the side of the trail. Liyana waited to see who or what was coming her way.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:04 pm
Kei drops her ruck in a shrub where she can find it again and continues on, losing the person's trail at around the spot where the wounded deer is. She looks at it, and being a person of low attention span, her brain switches gears from "Person!" to "Food!" She unsheathes her rapier. "This must be my lucky day..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:10 pm
Liyana appears from out of her hiding spot. "No! That deer is not injured! I healed it myself. What do you think you're doing?" Liyana focused hard on the stranger and made her freeze in her tracks and turn to face her. "Why are you here? Who are you?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:14 pm
Kei stops very suddenly, hearing the voice and feeling the cold tingle of a spell trying to control her actions. The deer hops off as she tries to fight the spell, but only whipping around to face the elf faster. She recognizes her as such, and is angered by the use of magick on her mind. "Who the hell do you think you are?" Without thinking, Kei slips into stance with the rapier. "Keep your magick away from my head! A girl's got to eat, you know!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:27 pm
Now that she had the girl's attention, Liyana lifted the spell. "I apologize for having to do that, but you were about to harm an innocent creature. Please, put your rapier down. I will not harm you." Liyana put her staff on the ground and raised her hands slightly, to show that she was unarmed. "My name is Liyana. I come from Meatara. Now please, tell me who you are?" She tried to offer some food to the girl, who was obviously hungry.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:40 pm
Kei sighs and sheathes her blade. "I...don't want any hand-outs. My name is Kei. Sorry about brandishing my weapon at you. I...don't react well to people spelling me."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:47 pm
"You caught me by surprise. I have to admit, I got distracted by all of the animals and seem to have wandered into unfamiliar territory. Where are we, Kei?"
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