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Over 700 years ago there was an enemy known simply as The Black Tide. They were a horrible and evil entity that left nothing but death and destruction in its wake. Like its name hints The Tide were unstoppable and also had unknown origins. Fearing complete annihilation the remaining humans and allied races of the known world joined forces that a force equal to that of the Black Tide was formed. The great army built a colossal fortress where they would have their final stand to stop the Black Tide. When its walls were breached and the Tide flooded into the belly of the base, there was a single room that needed to be protected under any circumstances by order of every race and creed. The room was the room of Alight and within the room was a young sorceress casting a vast spell to vanquish the Black Tide to the lowest depths of hell. Outside the room the sturdy walls of the great fort where now a great spectacle of both red blood and black slashes from the Black Tides army and beasts. As the free warriors fought the invading hoard they continued to lose ground. None had thoughts of anything but the battle that was right in front of them. Killing their friends and comrades The Black Tide was truly a creature of hell as it burnt and killed everything that stood or begged before it. They all knew they were close to the room of Alight when the spell was complete and the whole fort was bathed in a fountain of light instantly sending every entity from the Black Tide down into hell to burn for all eternity. The light shot up and out of the great fortress and fell to the ground like snow on a crisp cold night leaving the world just as pristine and beautiful the next day as it had before The Tide set foot on it. This day would soon be known as The Day of Alight where every surviving warrior pledged their allegiance to the young sorceress who won the battle and saved them all. 300 years later and the great fortress was now more of a capital city then a military instillation. With its main purpose as a place to meet in peace then a pace of defense. Many people come from far and wide to visit the famous grave site for the fallen warriors from the battle against the Black Tide which surrounds the Forts walls, now decorated with the names of those that fell in the defense. By now the famous sorceress had died hundreds of years ago, but a statue of her had been sculpted in her honor and put up at the entrance to the main door into the instillation. She sadly had died several years after casting the spell which took much of her life force to cast. By now most of the lands hit by the Black Tide had returned to producing wheat for the markets and were livable once again. However there were disputes still on who should get what lands and eventually a war broke out amongst many of the major races and factions over what should be done with some of the expanding empires. The great battles soon started to envelop the entire world and the wars were almost as devastating as the Black Tide. It wasn’t until 250 years that the great descendent of the sorceress went into the room of Alight where she cast a spell to bring peace back to the land. Soon after her spell was cast, monstrous walls exploded out from the earth splitting the warring nations from each other. The walls were thick and tall stopping all armies in their tracks. The woman who walked out of the room of Alight soon died as she had used up to much of her own life force creating the peace with her spell. Though the empires were now split and war was nearly impossible to wage they could not simply lick their wounds and walk away and this everyone knew. So the people of the great fortress collaborated and after much talk they decided to partially remove the walls with a spell of their own. The change made the walls collapse for thirty days once a year; this would give people time to leave a nation if they wished to or return to their old one when they wanted to while not allowing ideas of war to grasp hold of rulers and commanders. Over 150 years later most nations have still not gotten over the great time of war. They now have a far more pressing matter to think about though. When the first user of the room of Alight left the world to die she gave each great nation a stone to hold onto as a warning beacon to let them know when danger was coming. When asked what kind of danger the woman told them that if the stones were ever to light up it meant that a great evil was returning. It has been over five years now and every nation‘s stone has started to glow with a great amount of luminescence. Sending their leaders back to the fortress each nation waited for the walls to crumble, from there it was a race to reach the Great Fortress before they returned. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well I really hope everyone enjoyed my little background story and time line for this new role play I have thought up. As you can see it is sort of a medieval/political/tragedy/super fun time role play that I hope to have many eager and ACTIVE players be a part of. What I need from people know is their Character Sheets and I ask that you read through ALL of what I ask for before you even start your own. Thank you and good luck. (I of course reserve the right to ask any and all characters to alter/defend/or redo something I don’t like on their sheet.) I will need one person to take on the role of a descendant of the Great Sorceress. EACH CHARACTER SHEET WILL HAVE 2 PARTS THE CHARACTER & THE NATION The Character Name: Age: Gender: Race: Appearance: (please have a picture if possible and at least a few lines of additional description.) History: Personality: (When doing this I ask you read your history once more so you really try and think about how your character’s life has molded their personality.) Skills: Other: The Nation Name: Size: (Use a real country from Earth to give everyone an idea) Main theme: (Military? Nomadic? Underground? Naval? Sky/Steam punk Nation?) Level of Technology: (In a global view the sword is still the main infantry weapon but I will allow some nations to have advanced weapons and technology) Form of Government: Other:
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| Name: Faulk Hallous Age: 24 Gender: Male Appearance: ![]() With amber eyes and matching hair when in the sun Jason stands at about 5’11”. His slightly above average height is matched with an average build of 145~150 pounds. Due to his lifestyle he stays in shape making his body well toned and healthy with a well build muscle structure. His eyes can be seen constantly reading what is in front of him but can also sometimes show an immense amount of pain hidden behind them. History: Faulk was born into the Royal family as the second’s youngest son of the king of . His younger sibling was his sister Amy and his two brothers were both older and were treasured more as sons by their father. Like his brothers before him Faulk was raised as if he were to be the next king. It was unlikely since it was the oldest son of the former king who would take the crown when the current king dies. Still Faulk did not wish to lack in any of his studies and was pushed by his tutors to keep his workload high and his training demanding. Along with reading and writing multiple languages Faulk was of course taught to fight with many weapons including the classic blade weapon known as a sword. He was gifted with the blade and before long was showing his adept skills by beating his older brothers in sparing matches and even members of the royal guard. Growing into his teen years Faulk and his brothers were close and there was no battling other than normal sibling rivalry you see with brothers. The family including Faulk was up in celebration on his 16 birthday not because they were welcoming Faulk into adulthood but because they saw their sister and daughter married to a very prestigious family of the nation that neighbored Faulk’s to the North. After their sister was married off and gone from the castle the three brothers started to get into more fights due to their father and mothers health starting to fade. To Faulks surprise he was told by his brother that he didn’t wish to become king even though he was the oldest and by far the most likely choice to ascend to the thrown next. The two brothers then talked to their third blood sibling only to find out how they could make it so the middle brother would become king while the oldest would be free to leave the nation and explore the world as he wanted to. Their plan was to hold a sword fighting competition and for Faulk to purposefully lose to his middle brother in the final battle. Sadly their plan was never able to be put into action because the night before the tournament their father and mother were both poisoned at dinner and were dead by morning. The death of their King and Queen seemed to stab the heart of the country into a very dark place. It was not until the country to the North started to move its military to the wall that three three brothers knew who had killed their mother and father. It was the very man they married their only sister two and it seemed this was his plan all along. With their whole country in trouble Faulk and his two male siblings took to the defense by leading their own parts of the countries army to different sections of the wall between the Northern Country and theirs they waited for the walls to fall. When they did there was an epic battle and they were able to fend off the invading force but at a very heavy cost. On that battle field Faulk lost both his brothers to the enemy’s sword causing him to not let a single soldier to surrender or retreat. He led the remaining forces into a charge and killed every opposing soldier in his way. He marched to his brother-in-laws own castle and laid siege to it for ten days before he was finally given his victory. Burning the town to the ground Faulk then returned to his nation before the reemerging walls trapped him and became the youngest ruler in its history at the age of 18. Since he took the crown Faulk has been what many have called a fair leader and a calm one. Many have not heard the truth about his blood feud and though that do keep it clothed in hush whispers. It is not that they blame him for the war but feel that it was too much to burn the whole town to the ground. He taxes fairly and instead of getting rich of the money collected from the people he uses it to help make everyone’s lives better by making better farming land and tools. He also works to keep clean water available to the masses. Personality: People that knew Faulk before most of his family’s death know that Faulk used to be a laughing and somewhat childish boy in his youth. Now as the leader of a nation he has become a mix of his two deceased older brothers. When with the people of the country or diplomats from different nations he acts calm and collected while talking logically and thoughtfully. When in battle or by himself he is simply quiet and a little distant similar to his oldest brother. Servants who see him like that have started to call Faulk the Hawk in a Cage since he seems to wish to not be where he was just like his older brother. Under the leadership Faulk also has a large amount of bottled up emotions that he was never allowed to let out because of life pushing him to grow up so rapidly. Skills: Leadership – Swordsman Ship - Archery – CQC (close quarters combat) – Advance Knowledge of History, Science, and Languages (written and spoken) Other: The Shield Faulk takes into battle with him was his brothers and the Sword was his oldest Brothers. On the battle field he was nicknamed the Three Terrors for his amazing strength, speed, and effectiveness in battle. My Nation Name: The Nation of Raptor Size: Germany Main theme: Military Defensive with a constantly growing trade network since the end of the war. Level of Technology: Medieval era weapons technology but life technology has progressed several times faster. Form of Government: Monarchy
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Only question I have is about a weird contradiction. You say your nations government is Democratic but then you say your character is from a royal family? Can you explain this please?
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Bleh sorry, I'll edit it as born to a respected member of the council. Again sorry 'bout that >_>
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No worries lol Also if you have anyone you know who might like this role play let them know. I would like to recruit.
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Okay, I'll lurk around and try to get some interested. By the way, how many people are you aiming toward before the IC goes up and running?
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CHARACTER: Name: Sarai Hadanh Age: 18 Gender: F Race: Human (?) Appearance: http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/s...104baddeed.jpg History: Sarai is the granddaughter of the Chief elder of the Hadnah tribe that oversees the vast mountains of Amylitr. Before she was born, her mothers sister was sent to Capital in the hopes she would be chosen by the king. When she was, great honor and power was bestowed on the tribe, making them one of the most powerful in the country. Sarai is an only child, born of the chiefs second daughter, and a an influential military leader in the tribe. Unfortunately, during an outbreak of plague that devestated the nation, her parents died while she was young, and she was sent to Capital to be raised by her aunt. Grew up in the Kings palace, as a niece to the Kings, and the granddaughter of a influential tribe member, from a powerful tribe. She was sent to be raised in a temple of Mylri by the priestesses there. Grew up quickly in the temple, under major political pressure from being a direct blood connection to the king. Received a first class education in every subject imaginable, and was especially skilled in magic. Was named head priestess of the Temple at age 15, and quickly found a popular and loving group of support in the common people. Since she has now reached the age of marrying, is under deep political pressure to have a match arranged, and is a popular candidate to marry the Kings son, the Prince and her cousin, six years her elder. Personality: Emotionally shut off from most of the world, viewing most things with a cold, rational outlook on most things, but can turn on the political charm at any time. However, deep inside is still very much childlike in her emotions and soft hearted. Skills: Can perform refined magic with skill, as well as very clever with an encyclopedic mind and photographic memory, can speak almost any language imaginable. Other: Carries a solid oak staff with her that belonged to her father. NATION: Name: Amylitr Size: Modern day Iraq, with similar topography {Deserts, mountains, badlands, with a fertile strip} Main theme: Trade Level of Technology: Hellenistic era technology and advancements Form of Government: Theocratic Tribal Monarchy {ex.: seven tribes from different regions of the country, rule the country in a sort of pseudo-democracy, with chosen elders from each tribe representing them in the Capital city. From one of the twelve tribes, one king oversees them all and make executive decisions. Kings are seen as spiritual and religious leaders, with each tribe offering a wife to the King, in the hopes he would choose one to marry and bear his first born son, who would assume the throne after his father.} Other: A highly decadent and rich society, dedicating itself mostly to arts, science, and theology rather than military. Law and most of everyday life is dedicated to the god Mylri.
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Both characters approved and I would like to see maybe one or two more before I get the IC up. Probably two. ALSO !!!! I am looking for someone to take on the role of the famous sorceress's great great great grand daughter. Any takers ????!!!!????!!!!
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Alrighty then, two more people to throw into the cha- er I mean throw into the RP. I could also possibly take on the role of the descendant of the great sorceress if no one else takes it. I would just need a basic outline on what you want for it, like the name of the nation.
__________________ When life gives you lemons, you the eat the lemons raw, barf on life and then proceed to smack it around like the cruel idiot it is ![]() Love starts with a smile... grows with a kiss... and ends with a tear. I do by solemnly swear, to always hunt those that spam, cyber, flame and troll and slay them with the moderator's sword, and protect myself with the armor of the rule's - Spammer Hunter's Oath |
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