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Gryphyrie of Talanna RP Guild

First, the Gryphyrie of Talanna are entirely from my own imagination and story base, and I welcome any sort of characters. Anyone is free to join as long as they follow the rules, which are pretty basic.

1. No cybering in the thread.
2. Please be reasonably literate. I read and speak only regular English.
3. No godmodding. Stories get boring extremely fast if no one has any realistic problems.

Those are my biggies, but I reserve the right to add to the list at any time.


Now, for the story's beginning...

Thunder crashed and lightning split the the bruised and churning black sky as a young woman stood alone on the cold, broken white marble of a circular dais on the very peak of the tallest mountain in Tallanna. Her hair gleamed short and silver in the quick flash, as did her eyes, blood-red. Blood-red as the flowing rivers and still pools of fresh blood around her feet and seeping from the numerous wounds in her pale flesh. The rain fell in hard sheets, stinging and bruising what was already torn and broken. Her harsh breathing was obscured by the sound of it striking stone, as it obscured the face of the man she knew was coming toward her, slowly, inescapably. The face of the man who had destroyed her race, her friends, her family. The face of the Deluge.

"Well, one survived my onslaught," the shadowy silhouette said, moving still closer. "That is a first. You must be very good, or very lucky. My guess is lucky."

Her breathing came faster and the metallic taste of fear intensified in her dry mouth. She couldn't stay. She couldn't let him get close. She couldn't let him get close enough for her to see his face. If she did, she would die. But if she didn't, how would she ever know who the Deluge was? For no one had ever seen his face and lived. In desperation, she backed quickly toward the edge of the dais, hoping against hope that her plan might work.
"You're very good, I'm very lucky," she said in a strained but determined voice. "But you know what they say?" she continued as she felt her foot go half off the sheer ledge.

"What do they say?" the Deluge asked, sounding amused as he had expected something along the lines of a scream of terror, which got boring sometimes.

The mist cleared for a split second, long enough for him to get a flash of blood-red hatred from her eyes as she said, "Better lucky than good," and jumped, free-falling into the churning clouds of the thunderstorm.

"Did it clear enough for her to see me?," the Deluge wondered curiously to himself. "If she did, it would make things so much more fun. Indeed, it might even give me a tiny bit of a challenge. How very interesting...if she survived that foolish stunt..." his voice faded as he disappeared in a swirl of angry clouds.


Okay, that's the beginning. If you wish to join, PM me your character. I'd like to have all fields I put on the example, my main character, filled. You may have up to three characters, but try not to go off on too many tangents involving only them.

Example:

Name:Sarishann Alina
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: White Tiger Gryphyrie

Humanish form-
Hair: short, layered, silver
Eyes: slanted blood-red
Height: 5'7

Gryphyrie form-
Animal: White tiger
Wings: Black with silver stripes
Size from nose to tailtip: 5'7
Wingspan: 12 feet

Micellaneous(clothing, weapons, tendencies, habits, talents, ranks): Usually wears silver hoop earrings, an asymmetrical silver shirt, tight red short shorts, and knee-high red boots. For weapons, usually has a large assortment of daggers, dirks, shurikens and knives sheathed in various places. Tends to keep her mouth shut unless she has an opinion, and when she has one she'll never believe it could be wrong. Her movements are usually fluid and catlike and she can use them to hypnotize people. As her entire race has been annihiliated by the Deluge, she has no rank or title except maybe Avenger.


Also, in clarification:

Gryphyrie are winged one-animal shapeshifters, Talanna is a world, and any sort of character you want to make is welcome. Any race, any weird story, anything goes. The world hasn't been created yet as I am the only member of the RP, and I want to create one with my members as we go with our story. I think that's it. Welcome!

Nienna was edging around a tree, craning to see what was lying on the ground. It was still wet and muddy from the previous night's storm, so she wanted to beware of what the disturbed ground might reveal.

She inched closer and closer, with her hand gripping the hilt of her katana just in case.

Upon closer inspection, the heap was actually a somebody, instead of a something.

She pulled the grey hair out of the unconscious girl's eyes and was startled to see that they were red. Where did she come from?

She decided that in this case, she would bring her to safety first and ask her questions when the girl was actually conscious.

Nienna looked a little shocked. Was the girl alright? She was beginning to stir.

She shifted from her position under the eave of the cave and crouched over her foundling.

"You're safe. What's your name?"

But Nienna was a little slow on the uptake and the girl was unconscious again before she could answer.

Damn, she felt frustrated.

"I am Nienna. I saved you, so that's what you should be concerned about right now. Not formalities."

She poked a log in the fire and shifted it so that her makeshift food skewer could heat properly. Hmm, maybe Nienna was feeling a little hungry, and that's why she sounded so irritated. She actually felt a little sorry for Sarishann. She had thought that all of her kind were extinct, yet here she was.

She pulled out another stick and starting shaping it for Sarishann. The rabbit was beginning to give the cave a nice barbecue aroma. Yum.

Nienna didn't feeling like answering that, though she did nod her head. Shanna was looking a little better, not so pale.

The meat was done, at long last. She skewered a long piece and gave it to Shanna. She grabbed her own piece and inhaled the aroma deeply.