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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 2:36 pm
Essence of a Hero
A DnD inspired style of gameplay!
~ Intro ~ Rules & Character Creation ~ Chapter Information ~ Character Bios & Status ~
Expulsion from chapter If a full cycle of a day goes around and you have not posted within those 12 days (thats how long it takes) you shall be expelled from the current chapter, unless you have made arrangements with me. That is far too long to be inactive.
Legends tell countless tales of Heroes, but what defines a hero? Is it their actions? Or perhaps their morales possibly. Whatever it may be, one thing is certain; true heroes are never forgotten.
Although their names may have long been forgotten, what they stood for is never lost. Morales, songs, and stories have been based on these individuals and thats how they live forever. Their 'Essence' if you will.
Only a few truly have the 'Essence of a Hero'
This is your story, make it what you will
You have been summoned to a town for unknown purposes by a fellow named Ishmael. As you approach, the first thing you notice is the people. They all wear the same white clothes wrapped around themselves and the males have amazingly-detailed tattos. Their feet are wrapped in animal hides bleached in the sun. They seem very civil despite their appearance and greet you as one of their own.
A man emerges from a hut near the front of the entrance, introducing himself as Kabal, hands you a thin, white robe. He leads you to a nearby hut and instructs you to take off your garments and leave your weapons inside the hut and how wear the garment properly. These clothes seem to differ slightly between men and women, but essentially, they are all the same.
He waits outside the hut and guides you down a long path through tall grass. In the distance to the east (your left) you see fields of vegitation where men are working. Miles behind the fields, you see a beautiful mountain range. To the west, there are rolling hills dotted with what seem to be fruit trees. You can see children playing and picking fruits out of trees.
The man leads you to a small stone structure at the end of the path and directs you inside. It seems to be a simple design with many entrances and windows and it seems to stretch very far. As you enter the stone structure, you see small, simple pictures carved on the varying sizes of stones that comprise the walls. They all seem to be different people doing great things. Many depitct epic struggles, others of amazing feats, and countless others.
The other thing you notice is that this place looks like it was pieced together in sections over time. As you walk, you can tell by the texture and appearance of the rocks that there are definite places that change dramatically in quality.
As you walk down the hall, a young man, seems to be about sixteen, greets you.
"Hello, before you meet Ishmael, you must tell me about yourself..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:15 pm
Rules & Character Creation
~ Intro ~ Rules & Character Creation ~ Chapter Information ~ Character Bios & Status ~
Rules
This isn't a suggestion, thats why it says Rules in large, bold text.
Follow the rules of conduct First and foremost. This does include Gaias ToS, so if you break this rule, it can lead to being booted from the guild.
Be descriptive If you do this one correctly, you should be typing about 1-2 paragraphs on each post. I'm not saying you will get in trouble for short posts, but I will ask you to try to extend your posts if you type short ones.
No Munching! Munching reffers to a group of acts often committed by role players. One of the most notorious ones is God-Moding. If you do not know what Munching is, please reffer to the AMP: Anti-Munching Project thread within the guild.
Differentiate between conversation, actions and thinking, and OOC conversation This is a biggie for the sake of order. If you are speaking, please use quotations and if you are speaking OOC, please use some kind of brackets. I'm the only one allowed to use the * while In-character. Dont ask why.
~I will be adding more at my descretion, so please just make sure to count the bolds and see if there are any extras once in awhile...
Character Creation
This shall be a different approach to building characters. You will start off fresh! No weapons, no abilities, no nothing. You will need to PM me a bio with at least the following...
~ Name ~ Appearance ~ History ~
You may make your bio as detailed as you want, but dont go over the edge. I absolutely refuse to accept any applications that are...
Immortals : Angels, demons, and vampires will be immediately shot down.
Pictures : I would preffer a description of your character as opposed to something you found online that looks pretty.
Psychics : Just no...
If deemed necessary, I shall add more to the list, but if you already made your character, you dont have to worry about this part.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:17 pm
~Chapter Information~
~ Intro ~ Rules & Character Creation ~ Chapter Information ~ Character Bios & Status ~
Current Chapter
Genisis
Status : In Progress
Difficulty Rating : 2 /10
The way this post is setup is descending order. The chapter first on the list is the current one or the next one pending.
There will be times for members to apply to join any pending chapters. Chapters in progress cannot be joined. Applicants must be pending characters ready in the main village.
Applicants will have to give me a list of the equipment that they are going to bring from things their character earned from chapters, items given to them by villagers, or earned during sub-quests.
Characters participating in current chapters will have to post frequently (daily). If this is not possible due to personal problems, please PM me directly and we will work something out. 3nodding
Past Chapters
Next Chapter
Friend in Need
Status : Pending
Difficulty Rating : 3 / 10
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:23 pm
Character Bios & Status~ Intro ~ Rules & Character Creation ~ Chapter Information~ Character Bios & Status ~Current Active Members ~Setup~ 1-on-1, Character Setup & introduction
~Active~ Not involved within a chapter
Active characters may travel around town
[.fallen.]
~Enrolled~ Involved in the current chapter
SykoLogikaL
Imea!
General Tso
Kiiyou
Leviat
BiosFor those who are too lazy to intorduce yourselves, I got your back covered! wink
The format is as follow
Quoted in the SN of the player. The quote will contain the bio that the player wants to have displayed (under my discretion). If you want your bio changed at anytime, please just PM me EXACTLY how you want it, therefore I dont make a mistake 3nodding General Tso Name: Tso
Description:
About 5'6. Under his armor he has black hair brown eyes.
Abilities:
Tso is a highly trained close range fighter, both with his fists and with his pike. He knows only one magic spell, which enables him to light his arrows on fire as he fires them. His Cho Ko Nu has a rapid fire ability. He does not prefer to be in the spotlight, but rather to work as a team player, supporting other characters and racking up kills from a distance.
History:
His earliest childhood memories are of the barracks where he grew up. He had been selected to be trained as a royal guard (he's not sure for who), and lived in a small compound for most of his younger days. During his final test, in which he was pitted against his best friend in a fight to the finish, He attempted to escape with his friend. He made it out after killing a guard and stealing a sheild, but his friend was not so lucky. He was hit in the back with an arrow, and was killed instantly. He has wandered these many years with a bounty on his head. He has killed all who attempted to capture him, and sells their ragged equipment in order to continue eating. He has developed a new style of chicken dinners and is considering marketing them. (General Tso's Chicken) Kiiyou Name: Karra Iceblade
Gender: Female
Race: Half Wood Elf
Class: Ranger
Alignment: Neutral
Bio: Karra is a loner, not one to make or want friends. She left her family years ago when her mother died and she was hated by the rest. She never liked her father, he was a stupid human that found it an entertaining past-time to use her as his punching bag. Scars marked her arms and back which she kept hidden under her loose clothing. Her eyes were now cold from her past, emeral in color. Her dark-brown hair was kept down, loose and flowing. It reached the small of her back, shining in the light. She stood at a height of 5'6" and weighs a little less then average do to her lack of food.
Karra could normally be seen writing in a worn book, sitting in a dark, quiet corner. It was not that she 'hated' people exactly, she just found them annoying. The girls were normally so girly and hyper to the point she was near to decapitating their head from their shoulders. She normally wore loose, baggy brown pants and a loose green shirt. Those were her favorite colors, colors of the woods, where she longed to be but didn't know why. She couldn't understand why she always had an erge to go there, to be among the trees and quiet. Maybe that was it, it was a place away from people, away from noise except that of the animals... Imea! Name: Reconna Trisonica
Gender: female
Race: Human
Class: Warror
Alignment: Good
Bio:
Even when she was young Reconna wanted to be "one of the boys" always an outsider she has struggled to fit in. The boys would have let her be one of them. If she were like the other warror girls but, she wasn't. Reconna is small about four foot five her brown hair is cut short giving her a boy like apperance. SykoLogikaL Name: Eric Redwood
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Paladin
Alignment: Good
Bio: Eric Redwood has always been an upstanding member of the church, his devotion to God and his teachings seem never to fade. As a teenager, his studies of the bible and other Christian readings landed him as an apprentice at "The White Palace" in Eastwood. He spent seven years there opposed to the normal apprentices ten, his abilities and dedication earned him the title of a 'Paladin Prodigy' from the priests teaching at the palace. His abilities in hand to hand combat were up to par to anybody else at his age, but his White Magic is what set him apart. After mastering every technique the Palace had to teach, he started developing his own before even graduating. His skill as a warrior and his dedication to the Service of God are what drive him and what make him such a powerful hero, but his character, charm, charisma and ethics are what make him such a good person.
In hand to hand combat, Eric is deadly, however, he has no range, and can do little but dodge a bow or a thrown weapon. If he is unarmed, without his sword or shield, Eric has no skills in hand to hand combat, his incredible speed is a sacrafice to his power and strength, and without his enchanted equipment, he isn't nearly as deadly. Leviat Name: Vincent Tivel (ti-VEL)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Mercenary
Alignment: Good
Bio: The son of a mercenary named, Vincent (Vince) has extensive knowledge in many weapons skills, ranging from the bow to the katana, the spear to the scimitars. He is significantly less effective without weapons in his hands, having only watched martial arts at work and never actually learning. He figured this type of combat wasn't worth learning, since he'd never be found without his weapons. The NunChucks top his favorite weapons list, and he was much more formidable with them than any other. Anyone who has viewed him utilizing this art of weaponry knows his body and the weapon flow like a swift stream. He is even more comfortable controlling the NunChucks than his hands, and the fact is apparent when he fights. He's able to move them as fast as himself, no small feat, and with enough force to handle most opponents very quickly. He and his father would go on mercenary missions together and were a fearsome pair- until his father and life parted ways during a particularly vicious battle aiding refugees of Emperor Ipsel from his fortress on Rinvliat Mountain. If there was one thing his father taught him about life, it was to always do what he believes is right, now someone else's perception of good and evil. His father lived and died that motto and Vincent proudly stands by his father's legacy. The collective styles of all the lands he's been make up Vince's appearance. His nut brown hair is cut short, ideal for the warm, dry terrains he's most aquainted with, and near the jugular, on either side of the neck, are the White Flame tattoos he received while helping the Sirans, a desert people. These White Flame tattoos symbolize his pure soul and the vigor in which he aids the needy and avenges victims with swift vindication, as well as nicely complemented his naturally tan skin. He had his eyes specially "cold dyed" pure black while working in the dark caves of Ventil, and this dye gave him access to the Infrared Spectrum, a necessity under the earth.
Vince's "every-day" clothes were made from the compound Glinthio, extracted from Glisink streams in Eastern Kalviam. Clothing made from Glinthio was very loose and shiny, somewhat resembling silk. The bottoms were long, extending just past his ankles, and the top open like a long unbuttoned shirt. Both were sapphire in color, and smooth to the touch of Vincent's skin, which he surely appreciated. Sandals most often accompanied his feet, if anything at all.
Vincent had a relatively small frame, but had built up a toned physique and had next to no fat, but he really wished he had real strength. He wasn't a stick, but his strength was slightly less than average. He stood 6'0, and a sleek 165 lbs, and usually banked off his quick feet and outstanding stamina to be the trump card when fighting enemies his equal in weapons' skill. He figured some god had blessed his legs, because it was obvious his main skill was dodging and out-moving his foe's attacks. This became a necessity when fighting opponents of good size, which Vince obviously didn't have.
Admittedly, Vince was a tad shy when meeting new people, but once he got to know them he transformed into an open, honest guy. Not one for jokes so much, but a calm presence in any situation, and a sound decision maker. Since Vince was mostly deprived of general education, he had long looked for someone to teach him what they had found in ancient scrolls and tomes, and desperately yearned to learn some sorts of healing magics. Philosophy also sparked his interests, and he was always willing to here someone else's outlook on life, no matter how different from his own.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2005 8:37 am
Index
A unique way to Role Play
As some of you noticed, I have added many complicating factors to my RP. In this section, I shall list any necessary names, terms or phrases and explain what they are and how they effect the roleplay.
In-Game Terms
Current Time of Day or CToD This phrase will be in every one of my posts, telling what time of the day it is. Here is a list of them...
Morning ~> Day ~> Afternoon ~> Night
This will effect your surrounding in many ways. At daytime, it will be much easier to see things, especially in the distance. It will also make a difference in towns as to whats open and closed.
Additionally, there are three phases of each, Early, Mid, and Late. These dont have much effect on anything at first. These will usually rotate daily and when the end of one time of day is over with, it will rotate to the next.
Names
Ishmael The guardian of the . He is an old man and has a passion for telling stories. He is the one who invited you to this town.
Tameal Ishmaels apprentice and a monk. Despite his meek personality and task, he is a skilled unarmed fighter. Mabye with a little incentive and some equipment, he can become an ally...
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 3:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 10:33 pm
As you emerge from the hallway of heroes, you stare in awe of the simple, yet grand archetecture around you. On the ground, the stones are fitted together amazingly-precise. They seem to make a spiraling-pattern heading toward the structure ahead of you.
The structure is a simple design, A giant ring being supported by twelve pillars. Each pillar depicts marvelous fights between a hero and fearsome foe or natural disaster. With a few more moments of gazing upon them, it seems that all the pillars represent the same hero. As you gaze upon them, you notice two exceptions.
The fourth pillar on your right shows the hero kneeling with a corpse in his hands and he seems to be weeping for this lost one. His hands are obviously stained with the blood and a sword lay on the ground next to him. You gaze upon the sword and compare it to the other murels. It is clearly the same one in each. There is a distinct trail of blood that connects the sword to the crime.
The fifth pillar behind the other one shows the same hero... although he seems to be hollow of emotion and has a look on his face that sends a chill down your spine. In the background, there is a house being razed and a decapitated villagers body leaning on the stone wall of the house.
As you continue to gaze upon the marvelous depitions, you see an old man kneeling near what looks like a stand in the middle of the giant structure. The stand appears to be pieced together completing the spiral toward the sky.
The old man gets up, supporting himself with his walking stick. He stands about 5"5' with a weathered posture. His face is wrinkled and a bit saggy. His head is bare of any hair, wht the exception of his bushy grey eyebrows. His eyes, although dull, seem to pierce right through you. They are the eyes of not of a scholar, but more of a child. Looking into them, you see a person with much life in him. He approaches you with haste, much beyond his years. He holds out his hand to you and a big smile shines on his face.
"Hello, I am glad you are finally here. I am Ishmael. I have much to tell you, but we must wait for the others first." he says as he enthusiastically shakes your hand. You feel as if youre going to break one of his fingers if you merely grip too hard.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 9:16 pm
Karra is taken back by the old man's enthusiasticness. She quickly drew back her hand after shaking his."Um..yes...it..."she swallows nervously though she is not sure what she is neverous about,"It's a pleasure to meet you."She dropped her head in a short bow before stepping back to look about the room.
She looked at Ishmael through the corner of her eye as she waited,'What a strange old man...so full of life at such an old age...' She was quickly broken from her thoughts once the man looked back to her. She quickly turned her head away,"Uh..sorry..." She whispered apologetically to the man for staring. She shuffled her feet at the akward silence.
Karra felt her eyes wonder back to the man subconciously but quickly looked away, not wanting to be caught staring again. She frowned as she the minutes seemed to tick away and no-one came. She was growing fidgity in the presence of the old man near her.
(({EDIT} Sorry bout that, just noticed I didn't use italics, not used to it... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:17 pm
Ishmael, for the most part, ignores Karra and approaches the entrance to the hallway of heroes. He sees another guide with a man following. The man seems to look a bit sick and Ishmael smiles. He waves to the guide already there ane he guides Karra to a bench near the pedistal in the center of the colossal room.
Ishmael smiles and holds out his hand to Tso, welcoming him.
"I'm so glad you made it! Please go sit down, we need to wait for everyone else." He says enthusiastically.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:23 pm
Tso takes Ishmaels hand and manages a small slightly green smile. He takes a seat, holding his head in his hand and rocking back and forth slightly. He really wishes he hadn't eaten that fruit...
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 6:26 pm
The two guides walk up to each other. With a good look, they seem to be the same person. In fact, as they meet, they press their palms together and a breif blinding light shines where they touch. They are pulled together as their bodies merge into one being.
"Like that trick? I learned it from a hero that passed by many years ago. Actually, Ishmael learned it and passed it on, I did observe him do it though. It was amazing and probably my favorite!" The young man says enthusiastically.
"I must wait for my other selves before traveling though..."
Ishmael interrupts abruptly, shooing his assistant away.
"Okay, I must tell you now why I have summoned you here! I will tell the others when they get here. Back on track, there are problems around the world arising and a lack of heroes to keep the balance. I have sent for many pure of heart and courageous souls to try and help the populus from falling into the grips of evil. I also failed to mention that I am a storyteller and the keeper of the "Echo of Legends" or "Hallway of Heroes" as it is called by the children, so I can do nothing by myself, and remain here, not that an old man like myself could be of assisstance."
"I want to wait for the others before I tell you more, but please take these. These are a little invention I call "Recall Pendants" I will explain them to you later, please wait." He says enthusiastically.
((I would appreciate it if any members post now, just enter by the exit of the hall please!))
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 7:22 pm
Karra excepted the small pendent and studied it in the palm of her hands. She flipped it between her fingers carefully before looking up to Ishmael,"Thank you..."Her voice was soft and hardly above a whisper as she turned to Tso and nodded her head in a greeting before returning to her bench to think things over for a moment.'So there is a need of heroes...evil...the world...'These thoughts ran through her head suddenly as a small smile danced gracefully across her face,'An adventure, a challenge...just what I have been waiting for,'She clenched the pendent tightly in her fists, holding it infront of her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 7:30 pm
"I know that some of you may think that the group I called upon was very large, but I did this for two reasons. First, its so you can grow from each other. Second its so you can cover each others weaknesses. Say many of you may have come for the glory of aheiving victory with a blade, some may be able to deal with difficult situation before they escelate to one. Therefore, everyone can help!"
"I also thought it to be safer in numbers of course and I didn't wish to send anyone into a dangerous situation by themselves. Its always safer in numbers." He rambles on. His face seems as if he is suffocating himself just from his speech.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 7:06 pm
Karra meerly nodded, laying down across the bench to await the others. She was tired due to the fact she was unable to sleep for the past couple days. Suddenly her stomache growled loudly and she blushed,'Make that eat as well...' She thought to herself, rolling over to face the wall. She lay like that for a moment before moving back onto her back, finding stone benches not the best sleeping choice.
Lazily, she dangled the pendent above her face. She then proceeded to toss it up in the air and catch it as it came falling down once more. She closed her eyes and continued, streching her senses as if watching the pendent fall. Sadly this was not a well perfected skill as she went to grab the pendent and missed, it landing slightly painfully in her face. She grabbed it, grunting slightly when is made contact with her nose. Rubbing the bridge of her nose with her free hand she peeped through one eye at Tao to Ishmael and back once more.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 9:24 am
Reconna walked down the hall with her young guide she saw Ishmael sit a young man down. She walked up to him "hello I am Reconna" she said with a smile " you must be Ishmael"
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