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In a land devoured by darkness four pin points of light shine through. A quartet of angels march from the depths of the North Mountain pass beginning on their journey to the Great City of Bastion where the evil that has dominated the world now sits upon it's newly procured throne.

The land of which I speak is the land of Rhestin, a land plagued by darkness in the same way many such places are. In the South there was the wasteland, where Khaldria had built her spiral tower. She was known as the Mistress of dark powers, a master of dark and destructive magics. Along the Eastern coast, hidden amongst the water logged cliffs sits the home of the Master of the undead, Shayvn. Between the wastelands and the sea, lost within the great desert was the entrance to the underworld from where Cthlatch, the Demon King, commanded his troops. And lastly, with no place to call home, there was Mhyst. She is the huntress who controls the monsters of the world. These were the four dark powers that threatened the peace and prosperity of Rhestin, but divided they were weak and manageable.

Then came the Time of the Obisdian Claw. The four dark powers had united together under this banner and launched a campaign for world domination. Their combined forces were overwhelming and they swept over the land like a black tsunami. The city states and fortifications surrounding Bastion fell within weeks and the full might of the dark army bore down upon the capitol. The King saw doom on the horizon and called his four children - two sons and two daughters - to his chamber. He told them of the Shrine of the Old Gods said to be hidden in the depths of the North Mountains. This shrine is rumored to be the place from where the Gods created the world and is a conduit of great power. The children understood their duty and headed North, not resting until the reached the mountains.

As the stepped into the damp caves the full might of the Obsidian Claw crashed against the gates of Bastion. She held for two days, her walls however could not withstand the relentless battering for any longer and the flood of demons, devils, monsters and living dead swept through the streets. Every man woman and child able to bear arms fought, and most fell. The paladins, warriors, clerics and heroes had amassed at the castle gates to meet the onslaught. For three more days the battle waged on and the children found the shrine at the end of the third day. The moment they stepped through the glowing blue alter their father was slain and evil had secured its grip on the land.

Each of the dark leaders took their spoils of war. The warriors of light who perished were resurrected by Shayvn to form his personal elite guard. Khaldria tempted the surviving mages with promise of great power and added their might to her ranks. The monstress needed no support from the empire so instead her and her creatures turned the fallen buildings into their new hovels and deserted cities became their hunting grounds. The demons captured the innocent survivors and rended their flesh and burned their souls - adding the remains to the ranks of their minions. The world was defeated and the sun set for what many believed was the last time.

In the mountains the Children of Bastion stood in the Ancient Shrine and summoned the Old Gods with their prayers. The Gods came, but they were weak, but not totally powerless. Each Ancient would produce one angel for each of the Royal Children and they would be bound in spirit and soul. The Children would sleep and the angels would wake, and while the angels walked the world the Children would rest and gather their strength. When the Angel bound to a child perished the child would awaken. The Royal Children agreed.

Light filled the room and when the white glow faded there were three pillars of ice ringing the room and encased in each was one of the Royal Children. Standing before each was a winged child bearing arms. They were three, the Angels. One of Light and Purity, one of Fire and Wisdom, one of Storms and Chaos, one of Growth and Wilderness. They were children yet, and had much growth to undergo before they would be strong enough to assail Bastion. They each turned to face one another and their quest began.

IC:Against the Dark Tide [IC]


There is two available slots in this RP for the Angels and the corresponding Royal Child. The Angel of Growth and Wilderness and the Angel of Light and Purity are not claimed. Fill in the following application and post it in the IC and I will decide who gets the slots based on those.

Angel Name:
Description: (Mostly physical description, though a hint at personality is perfectly allowed)
Weapon: (You get two hands worth of weaponry - be it a weapon and shield, two weapons or a two-handed weapon)

The more detail in your descriptions the better!

The angels must quest, traditional RP style, to gain experience and grow to become stronger. They become more powerful and inherit strengths of their traits as they grow (so the Light angel may develop the ability to shoot beams of light from her bow that destroy undead, or the Fire Angel learns to bathe herself in mystic flames that burn any who get close to her). So expect this RP to be a long time commitment, with only four players the post rates should be pretty decent. If you do get in and want to drop out later just let us know so we can have you replaced. If you are reading this and are interested in joining but it is full up PM me and we can see if we can arrange something, but I do want to keep it somewhat controlled entry.

I will post the first IC post as soon as I decide who gets to play the third and forth angels. The Angel of Fire will be played by my and Storms and Chaos is going to be Azalyn (who helped in the creation of the plot line).

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Angel of Fire and Wisdom
Angel Name: Incendia

Description: Incendia would easily be confused with a fourteen year old girl just coming to grips with her body. She is beginning to develop the typical feminine shape, her hips are not quite curvaceous but the promise is there. Alike most children of fourteen she looks awkward at best. Her light brown hair is trimmed to her chin, puffs outward a little around her cheeks and has golden-red flecks throughout that seem to shimmer like fire in the light. Her eyes are opalescent orbs of dark purple that have no pupils and her flesh is slightly tan. Sprouting from the small of her back are the makings of bluish-purple dragon wings that jut barely cover her shoulder blades. She wears a white leather tunic with red spiral designs along the hems and a dark brown pair of linen shorts.

Weapon: She wields a pair of elbow blades. They are like a lower case 't' that has only been half crossed. They are held such that the bladed portion is pointed away from her arm and a soft padding is against her flesh. The blades themselves are a dark coloured steel that glints red when Incendia is angered.
~Player: Candi

Angel of Storms and Chaos
Angel Name: Torva

Description: Torva is a small girl that looks to be the age of nine. She is about four feet in hight. Torva has crimson colored hair that is very curly and out of control, it sits to about her shoulder. White curly ribbons are strung into her hair and flow down just past her shoulders. She is pale skinned and has one bright purple eye and one bright blue eye. Her ears are slightly pointed with three silver rings on each of them. Torva's wings are dark navy blue almost looking black. When they are fully stretched out they react to about her shoulders and mid way down her back. They look very similar to the wings of a flying fish.

She has a lot of energy and loves making trouble. She thrives when things get out of control and is great at making messes and letting others clean them up. She is free spirited and does not like to be caged or in small spaces. She hates feeling restricted in what she does. Because of this she wears simple clothing. A plain white dress that flows to her knees with purple and blue ribbons tied to her waist is normally what she dresses in.

Weapons: She carries a plain black leather whip and a plain steal scimitar.
~Player: Azalyn

Angel of Light and Purity
Angel Name: Fionnlagh (Actually means White Warrior)

Description: Fionnlagh appears to be average size of boy of 13. As all young lads his age, his pure white hair is short and unkept. His boy is slim, with no real muscle or any fat. His eyes are of the bluest of blue, which greatly stand out with his tan skin. His all feathered wings are white as the purest snow, the wingspand just barely 1/4 of a foot away from his shoulders, while they reach down to his waist. He wears a royal blue cloth tunic with a white undershirt, with rough tan cloth pants and Raven black leather boots.

Weapon: A Bastard sword with black leather gripping, the pomel has a simple clear crystal about the size of a marble. The Crossguard is white and curls in slightly, taking the form of wings similar to his own. The blade has a Broad Fuller design and has a blue tint to it. The scabbard it rests in is Black with a gold Locket and Chape (refur to my article What is a Chape? What is a Chappe? What is a Fuller? if you don't know what those words mean)
~Player: Aerandir

Angel of Growth and Wilderness
Angel Name: Edalin

Description: Edalin, appearing to be a boy of about eleven, has straight dark brown hair that reaches just below his chin and curls under a bit. One lock on the right side is braided and tied with a leather strip that is threaded with two sky-blue beads at the end of each of the strips. His eyes are a steely gray, almost like a hawk's and contrast with his olive-toned skin. He wears a simple white tunic with sinew lacing at the neck and a pair of brown breeches that reach to his knees. On his feet are a pair of brown sandals with one loop to secure the big toe, and another strap around the ankle. His feathered wings are honey-colored with dark brown tips and are relatively small, at a wingspan of only about two feet when fully outstretched. He wears a quiver on his back to keep his arrows and bow in reach at all times.

Weapon: Bow and arrow
~Player: snozzberry4947

Chapter I - The Angels Awaken
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Torva

Torva is a small girl that looks to be the age of nine. She is about four feet in hight. Torva has crimson colored hair that is very curly and out of control, it sits to about her shoulder. White curly ribbons are strung into her hair and flow down just past her shoulders. She is pale skinned and has one bright purple eye and one bright blue eye. Her ears are slightly pointed with three silver rings on each of them. Torva's wings are dark navy blue almost looking black. When they are fully stretched out they react to about her shoulders and mid way down her back. They look very similar to the wings of a flying fish.

She has a lot of energy and loves making trouble. She thrives when things get out of control and is great at making messes and letting others clean them up. She is free spirited and does not like to be caged or in small spaces. She hates feeling restricted in what she does. Because of this she wears simple clothing. A plain white dress that flows to her knees with purple and blue ribbons tied to her waist is normally what she dresses in.

Weapons: She carries a plain black leather whip and a plain steal scimitar.

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Angel Name: Fionnlagh (Actually means White Warrior)

Description: Fionnlagh appears to be average size of boy of 13. As all young lads his age, his pure white hair is short and unkept. His boy is slim, with no real muscle or any fat. His eyes are of the bluest of blue, which greatly stand out with his tan skin. His all feathered wings are white as the purest snow, the wingspand just barely 1/4 of a foot away from his shoulders, while they reach down to his waist. He wears a royal blue cloth tunic with a white undershirt, with rough tan cloth pants and Raven black leather boots.

Weapon: A Bastard sword with black leather gripping, the pomel has a simple clear crystal about the size of a marble. The Crossguard is white and curls in slightly, taking the form of wings similar to his own. The blade has a Broad Fuller design and has a blue tint to it. The scabbard it rests in is Black with a gold Locket and Chape (refur to my article What is a Chape? What is a Chappe? What is a Fuller? if you don't know what those words mean)

I hope it tis good enough...

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Welcome aboard!

Now, for an Angel of Growth and Wilderness!
Any takers?

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I just editted his looks slight Candi. Thats why you would see my name in the edit...spot....thingy....at the bottom of the post.

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Noted, and corrected in the second post.

I will post the main thread later today - hopefully by getting things started a fourth will become interested and pick it up!

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Of Course its you Aerandir, and of course your playing the Angel of light :P

miss you

<3

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Let your mind fly and your dreams let lose

IC up: Against the Dark Tide [IC]
Hopefully we get a fourth player before too long.

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What?!? ha ha. Hey Chaos was taken already! ha ha. Missed you too.

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