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2. Introduction
3. Character Creation
4. Accepted Profiles
5. Race & Template Description

Introduction

The world once united as one, any race and religion accepted. But the elves, dwarfs, humans, orcs, undead (limited number only), and trolls are at constant war. Towns, villages, and cities now segregated and many are torn or even destroyed. No real battles have taken place but many raids are the current form of attack. The main kingdoms are The Kingdom of Nightingale which is the kingdom of the noble which consists of humans and elves, The Kingdom of Death which consists of the undead and orcs, The Kingdom of Warlamont which consists of dwarfs and trolls, and The Kingdom Of Camelot which is a neutral kingdom many different races dwell here as one although many fights break out and it can become more violent than any town but, still it is the last piece of the old world that the world has left (what ever race you pick you must stick to their kingdom). Although split apart 2 races that are similar enough can live together in one kingdom and fight as one. Though they often live in separate towns, betray one another, and when time comes to select a king all hell breaks lose. Even when your away from the war torn lands, violence, and the seduction of ever so tempting evil you still are in grave danger, bandits around every corner, ravage animals, and worst of all evil monsters which can learn every known fighting class and only have the strengths of each race no weaknesses. The only believed weakness is if the world would once again live in peace for the terrible nightmarish monsters only appeared when the war started. The worst part people believe is that they can copy literally anything able to be learned and use it 10 times better than any race even elves which at the time are the most intelligent of all races. Now for you to embark on your own adventure can you bring peace to the land, defeat the evil monsters and become the worlds greatest hero, or will you be the center of all evil commanding hordes of demons as an army to help you wreak havoc among the world as the people cower in fear, what ever you decide to do good luck and farewell adventurer!

Race & Template Description

Races:
1. Elf - The quickest, and most intelligent of all races. Elf's are not very strong and have little ability to last in battle but they make excellent mages, archers, ninjas, and necromancers if properly executed.

2. Dwarf - Strong sturdy and resourceful these stubby little creatures make great paladins and blacksmiths they have enough will to use holy magic and enough strength and dexterity to fight plus they are great craftsman.

3. Trolls - These gigantic brutes would make great barbarians. Their strength is unsurpassed and they can easily just climb over any protective barrier a kingdom may have. Also they are surprisingly quick

4. Human - A master of all traits he can learn any known fighting style except for mage, necromancer, and druid. Humans are the average race like a medium i suppose.

5. Undead - The most superior of all races, they are quick, strong, smart, and who knows what else. They are hard to kill and work best with Necromancer. But they can excel exceptionally well with any template.

6. Orc - One of the more hated creatures of the land but they are widely renowned for they're outstanding strength, tough skin, and mastery of all types of fighting they are good for any template that doesn't require stealth or agility these are like a human but hated, slower, stronger, tougher, and dumber.

7. Any race that is half means it is mixed with humans or another creature. When u mix a race you get the best part of each but ALL of the downsides from each race. Say for example you were a half-elf breed, mixed with human. You would get the outstanding energy reserves of the elf and the diversity of the human. As far as race mixing goes humans are the best to mix with.
Templates:

1. Paladin - The holy warrior who uses physical combat combined with the power of religious magic.

2. Knight - A pure bread fighter who only know the use of tactics, strength, and dexterity on the battle field.

3. Ninja - The assassin of fighters he uses stealth tactics and the strange power of ninjutsu he is allot like a knight but more agile.

4. Mage - Master of magic he can summon monsters and animals to fight by his side for a short time, shoot fireballs, anything you can imagine he can do with magic as long as its along the lines of neutral magic it cant be dark nor light although he can bless and curse others.

5. Necromancer - A person who is surrounded by death itself he uses an arsenal of dark magic and even close quarter combat to annihilate his enemy quickly and painfully.

6. Blacksmith - An exquisite craftsman he can create weapons, armor, sew clothes, and even make dining items he is a must have for any kingdom and can make loads of cash just from making random items, he is also a great alchemist so if caught in a battle he can use potions to poison, hurt, or just smoke his way our of a battle.

7. Tamer - Commander of all creatures this powerful and intelligent being can use animals, monsters, even insects to fight his battles instead of himself being harmed although if he carries too many to handle they may turn on him or if the animal or monster is too powerful for him to handle.

8. Druid - Controller of nature the druid can use his surrounding as long as its plant or naturally caused disasters or small damages.

9. Barbarian - The brute of fighting styles he uses pure raw strength to destroy his opponents quickly and in often times in one hit.

10. Archer - The marksman of fighter he sits from afar takes his aim and fire a bolt or arrow depending on whether hes using a bow crossbow he can light his arrows on fire, poison the tip, or even attach something like an animal to do extra damage.

Foxxenne had been walking through the forest outside the village where she was currently housed, temporarily any way, when it happened, there was a rustle and five men in armor were suddenly surrounding her. She held no weapon today, stupidly she left it in her room at the local inn. She raised her hands in fake surrender and when one moved in to check her for weapons, she kicked out swift and fast catching him hard under the chin, knocking him out. The next moment was a blur where she basically broke a hole through their formation and sprinted off into the trees away from the paths where they could not follow.

Thalon awoke with a slight hang over and realized he shouldn't have chugged down that bottle of ale. After some drinking some water, and eating a bit of food he felt somewhat better. Thalon left the tavern leaving a handsome tip of 50 gold. Once he was out and about roaming the town he took a quick stroll on by the blacksmith shop and glanced the check the progress on his weapon he still couldn't tell what type of weapon it was but he hoped he would get his moneys worth. His attention was caught when he heard a loud, deep dong like a bell he realized the sound beckoned from an old but absolutely beautiful chapel. He quickly walked twords the church and took a moment to stop and breath at the entrance to the church. Once he felt relaxed and content Thalon opened the doors and was amazed at what he saw. Rows and rows of long oak benches covered with a red velvet cushion, he gazed at the astounding murals on the walls and the exquisite glass work windows with lovely pictures painted and crafted within them. Then he took a long gander at the most wonderful thing of all, a huge crucifix standing in the front of the church candles, bread, and wine on a small table in front of it he quickly ran to the front fell to his knees and repented to all of his sins and for the first time in his adult hood let out a small cry. He dipped some bread i the wine ate and then thanked God for the food. That night he slept in the church and went to the service they held earlier, Thalon would have went back to the shop but he realized when he peeked in on the blacksmith that he needed more time to finish his weapon so Thalon fell asleep with a smile a feeling he hadn't felt in 15 years for he was now 23.

Thalon awoke expecting to say a prayer and walk off to retrieve his weapon. But instead he woke up in a strange cell dark cold metal walls with blood spatter scattered across, there he lie in the cold, dark, silent, and still cell the only sound he could hear was drip, drip, drip. Thalon attempted to get up but then at that moment he realized he was strapped down to a metal table, not too much later 4 strange men walked in big, strong, and quite scary to look of an executioner. Except for one very skinny man who look very young and quite timid. "He he he, look who we got here a rich little depressed kid" said the biggest of the men with a deep rough voice even though he was talking in a normal tone his voice had tremendous presence. Thalon sighed as he noticed they had stuffed a sock in his mouth and taped his mouth shut so he couldn't cast any spells. Thalon gave a muffled chuckle and began making signs with is hand, "eh whatcha doin mate, a bit twitchy are we well ill fix that" the second smallest of the group pulled out a bone harvester and approached Thalon but just as he did 5 swords arose from the ground and cut Thalon free since Thalon hadnt perfected his magic yet because he was still young the swords didn't last long and just cut Thalon free. He quickly pulled out a small smoke grenade he had received from the alchemist in his village and quickly threw on the floor once smoke had filled the entrance he darted out of the room as the men wildly swang their weapons and loudly cursed. Thalon smiled but then felt great pain for he had suffered some injuries trying to escape. Thalon finally got away from the retched prison and went straight to the blacksmiths shop know he would need to leave town immediately. Thalon arrived at the shop and ordered the weapon he requested now. The blacksmith swiftly ran to the back of his hut and came out with a cloth as he unwrapped it Thalon stood with great worry and couldnt stand still. "Calm ye self down lady a fine weapon such as this needs to be handled with great care" stated the old blacksmith wisely. "Just please i beg of ye give me my weapon" shouted Thalon pleadingly. "Fine, fine here ye go now were is mi gold mi lord" he said urgently and greedily. "Here ye are now farewell wise blacksmith" Thalon stated in a hurry. Thalon slipped the weapon in his pack and shouted "Kal Ort Por" and teleported outside of the city. He went a bit into the woods and suddenly collapsed unconscious.

Thalon wearily awoke as he blinked a bit his vision became a bit clearer. Before he was fully conscious he was seeing triples and blurry at that. Thalon sat up and took a loud inhale through his teeth indicating great pain as he grasped himself tightly trying to rid some of his pain. He saw and old man sitting across from his he looked like a strange crossbreed between cat and human or maybe wolf and human Thalon couldn't tell. He was sure startled though Thalon began to stand but instantly collapsed. As he started to realize he could do nothing to defend himself not even run or cast spells he started to wonder what the man was going to do would he kill him, was he Thalons savior or would he skin him slow and painfully taking all of his valuables and be fed to the mans wolf. Thalon doubted the last option to be honest he thought the man seemed nice and caring an alchemist or tamer perhaps maybe a cross between the two. Thalon realized the man had applied an ointment that was now taking a bit of affect as he began to feel much better and the pain eased he summoned all his remaining strength and weakly asked " Wh....who are ye"? After this Thalon immediately collapsed but he was still awake an conscious.