(A Spin-off to the Long Lost Fantasies rp I did a while ago.)
Plot:
The realm of Yarosh flourished long ago with it's pristine oceans, lush forests, rugged mountains, spacious planes, and dense jungles. A realm lost in an peace that would have thought to last for centuries...
Until one day, the land shook violently releasing four evil Diva's into the world. Each controling a dark element, they corrupted the hearts of the races and themselves gave birth to monsters. Each Diva then scouted males to deliver offspring, to make sure their dark powers were maintained throughout the generations. For a Thousand Years, or what is known as the Rein of Shadow, the races of the world had to endure the hatred of the Diva's and their offspring.
Then one day, there came a band of warriors. With the help of the Instrument of Light, they put to slumber the Divas and ensured peace to the world once more. The centuries moved on, and the horn was scattered to eight different rulers as a reminder that one day the Divas could awaken once more.
That day is not far off...the world now has grown soft with peace. Yet with each new day, the young are overcoming the old traditions and gaining new power. Each day, the world moves on bettering it's technology and trying to push forward forgetting it's past.
Yet, the past...cannot be forgotten. Once again the earth trembles, opening the cage once more. To repeat the past? Or to ensure a different kind of future? The Divas have awoken, but this time..chose to disguise themselves as four beautiful women. Assuming roles into the land, their goal is to destroy the horn and remain in the world for all eternity. That was, until a mysterious shrowd invaded their world.
Beings from the sky, called the Zenok, they plan to enslave the world in the name of the space King Brevron. The Divas, realizing that the world they so desire to control on their own, have now become the protectors of the world against the Zenok. In some odd twist of fate, the four dark elemental women who once plauged the land are now fighting to ensure freedom to the races and themselves.
Change comes..in the oddest of circumstances sometimes. Because of this, the Divas are reveared as Heroines and many flock to help them battle in a war that will decide the fate of the world entirely. The War of Endreous! So come noble ones follow your heart and lay your fate upon the table of the world! Those that side with the Divas will inherit powers unthinkable! Yet there are those that shy away from them. These women who saught to capture Yarosh centuries ago.
The Divas hold themselves in a city created by them. The City of Element. Within the Palace of the Four Elements they watch. Hoping to find love amongst the chaos. Change comes in the oddest of places..and sometimes in the depths of the heart itself..Our story begins in this city. The cast unknown, and unaware of the roles they are about to play. Some more special than others.
Woe to the men sought out by the Divas. Woe to the men who capture their hearts with love's snare. Still, within the darkness life is created. Within the coldnes warmth is found. Perhaps..a rose will bloom within the women that were once evil?
Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:53 pm
The Races of Yarosh Six Races were born, two from the Divas themselves during the Reign of Shadow. Those that were born of the Diva hold magical properties, yet have forgotten their dark heritage and now move on to a future of peace. Here are the beings that exhist in the world of Yarosh:
Human They are a race that endures the harshest of pain. Found mostly everywhere, Humans have a knack of learning, creating, and pushing foreward no matter how difficult the odds seem. From Champions to Cutthroats, Humans may seem plain but hidden potential is often found within them. When they fall in love, Humans tend to be rather clumsy and silly yet very sweet and charming.
Pregnancy Info: Children: 1-6 Months: 9
Djinn A race born from the Divas, the elemental beings hold powerful magics. Whimsical, alloof at times, they are mostly seseptable to being captured and cursed into granting wishes. Cursed Djinn are often found in pots, vases, lamps, jars, and any other containers bearing a magical aura. Those uncursed roam the sands of the Yasabon Desert and live among the ruins and tombs of forgotten and buried kings. Not very trusting of the other races, out of fear of becoming Cursed, they tend to keep to themselves. Though if you manage to befriend one, they are loyal and trustworthy allies to have on one's side! Djinn that fall in love are very flirtacious and will often try to entice the one they love.
Pregnancy Info: Children: Litter big to small usually. Beings of magic don't have to worry about not having enough room to bear children. Months: 5, Djinn pregnancies are quick.
Rhinoran The Rhino People of the Salgriv Planes are fierce and powerful warriors. Both male and female alike bear unsurpassing strength. Yet their tempers and their dangerous outbursts are often their weakness. Charging into dangers uknown many a young Rhinoran have lost their lives for taking on too big a challenge. Because of this, the Elders seek a way of controlling their rage and have sent the most powerful, and trustworthy, warriors out to seek that goal. Rhinoran are prideful people, and have often been deeply respected because of that. Despite their temper, these beings are easier to trust and be-friend. Rhinotaren usually stick to their race in the matters of love. Though if they find someone who is able to best them, they chum up to them and often show their soft sides alone.
Pregnancy Information: Children: 1-3, they're big so they can't have many Months: Year, 12. Their pregnancies are slow, but their children are powerful
Mimic Another race born of the Divas. Tricksters that shapeshift into objects of pleasure to lure people to their doom. No one knows their true form, but they can be dangerous if haplessly approached. Gluttons they will eat everything and often disguise themselves when the time comes to feed. Usually their diet consists of novice adventurers, monsters, house hold items, and anything else they can swallow. Once a mimic falls in love, they stalk that unlucky soul forever. During pregnancy, female mimics switch their diets to more magical items, fruits, and vegetables, to help make sure their children are born safely. Beings of eccentric oddity and mystery no one quite knows why they were created in the first place.
Pregnancy Information: Children: Same as Djinn. Magical beings who can shapeshift Months: Mystery, sometimes they're short sometimes they're long. It depends upon the mother mostly.
Saytre Fey beings that live within the lush forests that still blanket the land. Keepers of lost treasures they aren't as mean as legends often depict them to be. In fact, Saytre have a knack for selling and often are found peddling their wares throught the land. Friendly and willing to have companions they feel it's good to build beneficial buisness partners that will be loyal to the end. Elligant, these people flatter those they fall in love with pouring all their charms upon them. If there is one thing that is true, Saytre can curse so it's not wise to get on their bad side.
Pregnancy Information: Children: 1-12, have a high chance for multiples like the Su'malli Months: 9, like Humans
Su'malli Dark Skinned elven people of the islands and seas. Often found where the water is warm, they are laid back and love to have fun. Skilled in fishing and hunting it's not uncommon to see them in large trade cities selling their wares. Decendants of tribal people some still hide away in the jungles, staying tribesmen and amazons, sticking to their old ways. Amazons and Tribesmen are usually stubborn but open up if they trust someone.Outsiders are usually frowned upon still there are times when they're allowed, especially when a Su'malli falls in love. Singing and Dancing is one of their favorite past times, and Su'malli are finding some exscuse to sing and dance.
Pregnancy Information: Children: 1-6 like Humans, though usually have high chances for multiples. Months: 14 months. Apparantly the pregnancies are just as laid back and relaxed as the race themselves!
Name: Age: Race: Class:(Rogue, Warrior, Mage, etc.) Personality: Weapon: Power: Pregnant?: (Y/N) How Many?: How far along?: Bio: Appearance: (picture between [spoiler])
Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 7:37 pm
Name: Jack Silvers Age: 22 Race: Human Class: Knight Trainee Personality: Never gives up no matter how rough the odds. A bit dorky and clumsy, often one to charge head-first into problems yet always manages to come out of them alive. Recklessly brave, chivalrous, a kind gentleman. He can't hurt/fight women because it's against his character, and he cares about them. Oddly has good leadership skills, a bit shy in the matters of love. Essentric at times, and goofy. Yet has a good heart and cares for people.
Weapon: Grithar, an enchanted talking sword.
Power: Fire and Light magic
Bio: The child of a famous Paladin, Mack Silvers. He's got big shoes to fill. His mother, an elligant noble mage, he has the powers of fire and light magic within him. He's on a mission, by the Knight Captain, to investigate the odd matters within the City of Elements. Mostly it's just to get rid of him, since Jack's a bit clumsy and nothing like his father was as a child.
The youngest in the family. His older sister is a master alchemist, his brother a well known aristocrat. He's kind of the black sheep, but they still love him. Jack dreams of surpassing his father and becoming the greatest knight in the world! Even if he's a bit of an odd duck.
Name: S'ymia Age: 21 Race: Su'malli Personality: much like the rest of her large and very strong adopted family. she is known for collected and relaxed personality. she is usually found sitting on the grass and rubbing her massive belly of children. or singing with her young sister Weapon: she used an old fashion whip and her brand of personal medication. since she is sort of the medicine woman of her tribe Power: she not so sure about her powers yet Pregnant?: Yes How Many?: 4 How far along?: about 5 months along or at least that what's she guessing. she changes it around a lot. to tease people in her family Bio: ((working on it)) Appearance:
Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 8:47 am
Name: Alisa Stone Age: 19 Race: Human Class: Trainee Knight Personality: She is very black and white about most things, quirky with people she knows. Always chatting and wanting to make friends with anyone, but if you make one wrong more then she will never forgive you. Weapon: Short swords Power: She has yet to learn any magic, but really wants to. Pregnant?: No How Many?: N/A How far along?: N/A Bio: Alisa is an only child, her family were very plain and owned their own hat shop. Her mother had the skills to make wonderful hats while her father dealt with the financial part. It was actually Alisa's career path too, until the Zenok's dived bombed her little town. Everything was ruined. Luckily no one she knew got hurt, but Alisa wanted to do something about it. She then started to train from the age of twelve. Wanting to make sure no one's lively hood was destroyed like her own family's. Appearance:
(Oh right! I FORGOT TO ADD CLASS TO THE CHARACTER SHEETS xP So if you could edit your class into your character sheets that would be nice. Sorry about that. xP)
Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 2:10 pm
Name: Kelanthra Age: looks 20 Race: Su'malli Class: Hunter Personality: very out going can be shy at times especially around humans Weapon: bow and arrows and twin daggers Power: can control plants and can talk to animal Pregnant?: not yet How Many?: How far along?: Bio: Kelanthra is the oldest of about 6 kids one more along the way. Her father is the elder of the Su'malli and the one that is protecting their part of the horn. Unlike the rest of her kind who are laid back she is more fun loving and wants to go out on adventures and be free of what her future duty would be which is to protect the horn piece. Appearance:
Physical Appearance: Roughly human in shape, Khira is bigger and more muscled than the average human woman (or man for that matter). Along with thick grey-ish hide-like skin, she sports a 5-inch horn atop her head.
A. Hair/Eyes: Cropped Short (neck length) Brown-blonde hair / Charcoal Grey
B. Body Type: Body Builder; 6' 7" (not counting her horn); Better muscled than your average human male but smaller than a full-blooded Rinotaren.
C. Clothing: Sleeveless black leather vest, low-cut sleeveless shirt (looks like picture below) held together with a handful of straps undone just enough to reveal a bit of her generous bust (Oh and its also adorned with small flecks of red here and there, possibly blood, but if it is... its defiantly not hers), comfortable pants reinforced with leather padding, X-shaped belt held in place by a fist-sized belt buckle, and steel toed & spiked boots (?).
D. Extra: In addition to the rhino-like horn growing atop her head, she sports a slew of old scars across both her upper and lower arms, wears leather straps around her hands for unknown reason (brawlers uniform, I guess).
Personality: Despite her age Khira remains coarse, stubborn, and hot headed, Khira is just as likely to punch you in the face as she is to give you a hug.
Background/Bio (optional): N/A
Class: Fighter/Brawler
Weapons/Abilities/Skills: Her fists in a casual brawl, but if threatened she will not hesitate to put on her custom made spiked knuckle dusters (looks like picture below). In situations at range, her leather hand wraps can also double as a sling.
Mate: None at the moment.
Pregnant (optional); How many; How far along: Not yet; N/A; N/A
Other Info (optional):
Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 11:31 am
Name: Kesh Darkblade Age: 25 Race: Saytre Class: blade-dancer Personality: Calm, easy going, loves the companionship of others. Has a tendency to collect weapons and other items. Weapon: dual scimitars, dual bladed sword (a blade at each end of a long shaft), scythe Power: Illusion magic, shadow magic Bio: Kesh was orphaned at a very young age, never knowing anything about his parents, not even knowing if they were still alive. So was left to be raised by one of the elders of the village that protected their horn. This elder was especially skilled in the art of illusions, so she ended up teaching the young Kesh, even though he wasn't too thrilled about it, all he wanted to do was run off and dance. As he got older he decided to leave the village and travel, he wanted to see just what the world held in store for him. Durring his travels a strange power started to awaken in him, a sort of shadow magic one would say. As the years by he started to collect different weapons and other such items, the ones he liked he kept, and everything else he peddled off to whoever wanted to buy them. His travels eventually led him to the City of Element, where his true story begins... Appearance: Kesh has dark red hair with a head like
And a slightly skinnier, yet just as ripped body like
Sorry for the wait, I will start this rp soon! I've been under the weather, and a little busy, but I'll try to start this rp sometime this week! Thank you for your patience everyone. smile
Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 2:49 pm
Name: Caelan Age: Unknown Race: Mimic Class: Rogue Personality: Caelan is shrouded in mystery. She cannot speak, but somehow she has managed to make quite a name for herself. She is usually just the silent and humble type, but is often aloof and unaware of her surroundings. She has quite an appetite, and though she tries to eat normal food, it's not unusual for her to snack on an animal or a weak-looking passerby. Weapon: If she's not fighting in the form of a panther, then she's using knives and throwing stars. Power: She's a mimic, so she shapeshifts mostly. Pregnant?: Not yet, but she wants to find someone and settle down soon. How Many?: N/A How far along?: N/A Bio: Little is known about Caelan, save that she was born and orphaned quickly. Back then, hunting down a mimic and trying to peek at its true form was a popular sport. Her parents, unfortunately, were a part of such an event. For the most part, she grew up alone and conquered her endeavors one at a time by herself. Over time she has grown into the skilled fighter without a voice, who silently carries out the tasks that no one else wants to. Uncomplaining and possibly humble, she is the essence of loyalty. Appearance: Usually, she keeps in the form of a panther or in her human form.
Sorry for the wait, I will start this rp soon! I've been under the weather, and a little busy, but I'll try to start this rp sometime this week! Thank you for your patience everyone. smile
(I still would like this to start if you are willing to do that Star. I was really looking forward to this rp.)
Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 7:34 pm
The City of Element
Located within the center of the continent, it is a large lavish city. Not totally home to the Diva's it is more of a meeting place, though it is a common place for trade. Four exits that lead to four different parts of the world. It is one of the grandest cities in all the land!
Though what are grand cities without dark secrets? Within the shadowy slums lies a hidden hideaway for the Bloodscythe Brotherhood, a group of vicious necromancers plotting to overthrow the city and eventually take over the world....
Though their dark deeds are usually kept a secret within the halls of their hideaway.
A caravan softly rides through the city. A young blue haired man, donned in armor and a helmet, watches the people on the street as they pass. A happy and carefree glint in his eyes Jack is full of excitement. He had never been to a big city before!
The caravan slows to a stop infront of the "Hopps and Stops Inn", the Inn/bar/resturant of the commoners district of the city. A kind older man, driving the caravan gives him a kind nod as Jack pays him a few platinum coins for his trouble.
"Thank ye lad! Good luck to whatever ye be plannin' on doin'!" the man states happily.
"No thank you kind sir! I couldn't have made it here without your help! Goodbye and good luck!" he replies with a grin waving to the man as he watches him leave.
A reluctant sigh echos from behind the man. "Finally we're off that blasted caravan! All that bumping really jitters my scabbard! Anymore longer and I would have thrown up!" moaned Grithar, the sword resting in the scabbard upon Jack's back.
"Uhh...Grithar. You don't have a mouth, or a stomach..." Jack states with an annoyed frown.
"Oh right! Silly me! Still can we...walk next time? I'm made for combat you know, not sitting in a scabbard all day! I want some action man!!" grumbled Grithar.
"Whatever, whatever! Let's just rent a room and explore the city? Enough of your wining! " Jack sighed as they entered the Inn.
A beautiful young brown haired woman looks up as she watches Jack enter. Walking over to him she shyly blushes and bows. "W-Welcome Sir to our fine establishment! A-Are you here..for a room perhaps?" she asks shyly.
The establishment looked well cleaned. A downstairs, off to the corner, leads to the bar. The sound of drunken laughter and talking could be heard coming from it. Cheers bursting out every now and again, the bar was a lively place. Upstairs led to the rooms, while the main floor contained the resturant. A few people were laughing and talking as they relaxed. The atmosphere, pleasant Jack smiled warmly.
"I like this place already!" he states with a grin as he stands there happily.
"Of course you do..this place has food...you are the kind of person who would enjoy a slop house...." slyly comments Grithar.
Jack frowns with annoyance again. "Remind me WHY we're traveling together again?" he asks tapping his foot with annoyance.
"Oh just a little matter of fact that I saved your life from those Ogres. After all they had broken your previous sword. That and after you grabbed my hilt I bounded with you and you became my Master...." mused the sword.
The waitress stares at Jack with odd confusion as she watches him talk to his sword. What a silly traveler he was! Though they rarely got many visitors with talking swords. Maybe he was an entertainer?
"Please to be getting out of Myria's vay!! You blocking entrance!! If don't move I put curse on you!!" grumbled an annoyed alluring female voice.
Jack turned and blushed shyly. Before him stood a tall gypsy woman. "O-Oh sorry Ma'am!" he stuttered moving out of her way.
Smiling warmly the woman reached down and touched his cheek. "You behave well boy! Come by Myria's place later ya? I tell fortune yes? Right now, need drink..long day of potion making, see you around cute boy!" she waved before walking, with an alluring move in her hips, down the stairs and into the bar.
The sound of whistles and cattle calls could be heard from the room at her sudden entrance. "...you were staring at her bottom....though I don't blame you with hips like that, that woman is most likely to sink a ship!" mused the sword.
Blushing madly Jack huffed. "S-Shut up,I-I was not! You're just seeing things!!!" he grumbled.
"Whatever you say Master...whatever you say...." chuckled Grithar.
The waitress just stared a confused look on her fact, her head tilted to the side. Did this traveler want a room..or not? Maybe he just came in to look? She wished he would hurry up she had a job to do.
