Dragon Age: Return to Glory ( OOC )

[Walrus]

The Fifth Blight of Urthemiel was averted in Ferelden... the Hero allied with the various powers and was able to slay the Archdemon at the top of Fort Drakon. Dalish, Dwarves, Mages, Human Knights, Golems... all were fielded in the massive Battle of Denerim. The Hero, a Casteless man from Orzammar himself... was elevated to Warrior Caste, and was eventually elevated to Paragon status for his deeds. House Drogan quickly became highly favored by King Bhelen, no doubt due to it's Patriarch's aid to him in obtaining both the crown, and a strong force of Golems.

In the time after the blight... Paragon Drogan, Warden-Commander of Ferelden, ruled over the Arling of Amaranthine. His efforts there against the machinations of "The Mother" and "The Architect" gained him as much favor on the surface as his efforts in Orzammar gained him fame there. In slaying both the Mother and the Architect, the Deep Roads grew quieter than anyone could ever remember them being. And now, with the records of Dailan... 57 families have been elevated from Casteless status... up to Warrior Caste. This constituted a massive swelling of the ranks of Orzammar's army. With well over 2000 fresh warriors, and a force of over 100 new Golems... Bhelen declares a new campaign...

The "Return to Glory" he calls it. A push into the deep roads to reclaim the Thaigs that had been lost to the Darkspawn. The Aeducan Thaig and even Caradin's Cross were reclaimed swiftly. Kal'Hirol was reclaimed as well... with the assistance of Sigrun, Oghren, and the Paragon Drogan. And so now, a push toward Bownammar is being organized. It falls to the new members of the Warrior Caste to prove to the Nobles and older Warrior Families that they are just as skilled and proud to reclaim their past as any dwarf.

In honor of his friend, the Paragon Drogan... King Alistair gifted the casteless families with a grand total of three hundred Mabari War Hounds. The stalwart canines, he said, would prove more than worthy of serving in battle in the deep roads as they were on the surface. In addition... to assist in the cases of inevitable swallowing of darkspawn blood by those hounds... he gifted to Orzammar a significant quantity of the herbal remedy developed by kennel masters in times past.

With the help of their mabari, as well as the Orzammar "Circle"... a collection of Apostates who saw Orzammar as the one place where they would be valued for their skills rather than hated for them... the former casteless prepare for the coming battle. For upon the blowing of the morning horn tomorrow, they march to reclaim Bownammar and all the thaigs along the way. This will be their story... this will be their Return to Glory.

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Rules:

1. Don't be an asshole. A bit of argueing is alright, as is friendly debate. But if things start getting heated, take it to PMs.

2. Don't argue with GMs too much. If you disagree with a ruling, say so and say why. I will re-evaluate my opinion and may reconsider my stance. If I say something is final, however... do not continue to debate it.

3. This is casual/high-casual. Minimum 2-paras per post please. An occasional single paragraph will be acceptable if something is particularly tough to respond to... but let people know in the OOC if something needs more for you to reply to. Perhaps edits could be made.

4. Please try to remain active. Give notice if you'll be gone for more than two days. If you are gone for four or more days, your character will be puppeted. If you are gone for more than 8, they will likely be killed.

5. Collabs are encouraged. They're fun. :3

6. Have fun. Don't spam GIFs. No Lemon Party. Thor is best Avenger.

7. Most everyone will be playing a Dwarf. I don't care if you're Warrior or Rogue... as both can fight well. If you want to be an Orzammar Circle Mage, or simply a different race... PM me first. Note... PMing me doesn't automatically mean you CAN play whatever you want.

8. Not everyone can be Grey Wardens... and those characters are NOT immune to darkspawn corruption. Shit will get bad for you when you get corrupted. This is a darker setting and isn't going to be a walk through a field of fucking tulips. People will die. Characters could possibly die. It's the deep roads, and that happens. Deal with it. If you don't want to run that risk, this is not the RP for you.

(( Violation of the rules will result in a warning. Further violations will likely result in a ban. ))

Pic: ( Self explainatory )
Name: ( Herp Derp McGerp )
Age: ( You old, brah? )
Gender: ( Dude? Chick? ... both? )
Race: ( Dwarf, Elf, Human, Qunari )

Personality: ( How you act, duh. )

Origin story: ( What led to you being placed into the Bownammar Excursion? )

Equipment: (Nothing higher than Red Steel for ANY new character. Nothing higher than Steel without solid backstory... or discussion with GM )

Character Roster

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A corner for those unwelcome in Orzammar... the Branded. ( Banned, for those of you unfamiliar with DA Humor )

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[Walrus]

Pic:

Credit to victoriadaedra of DeviantArt.

Was the closest thing I could find to what I wanted. Just picture him with no shackles and using two weapons.

Name:Kataash (Translates to Seeker of Death)
Age: 52
Gender: Male
Race: Qunari (Kossith) Vashoth

Personality: Tends to act first and think later when battle is imminent, but when there is no fight to be had, he attempts to remain calm and be a voice of reason.

Origin story: Kataash was raised as any Kossith... live by the Qun, etc. It became apparent very early that even as an Imekari, Kataash was destined to be a powerful warrior. He trained with children several years older than himself, and often scored higher on tests that were based on physical strength and endurance despite his younger age. His father was a Saatareth, and Karasten of the Beresaad, and young Kataash was found worthy of following in his footsteps by the Tamassran.

Feeling empowered by the confidence his Tamassran teachers had in him, Kataash did everything he could to show that he was worthy of this honor. For several years, he practiced with weapons of all kinds, but showed an affinity for wielding a weapon in each hand. Unusual for a Kossith, but a valued asset to be sure. In time, he indeed became a member of the Beresaad, and was handed down a mission investigate the Anderfels for the Arishok... who wondered "Were the tales of Griffons in time past, indeed true?"

In the months it took to reach the Anderfels, Kataash honed his skills with two weapons even further. His weapons... a War-Axe named "Talshok" or "True War" and a long dagger named "Talsay" or "True Danger" were his constant companions and friends, even moreso than the others that had come with him to the Anderfels. And one day... it became more true than ever. The villages in the Anderfels were very unwelcoming of the Qunari, and refused to trade with them for supplies. In fact, they called the Wardens to usher out the Qunari on more than one occasion. In time, not even the hardiness of the Qunari could spare them from the harshness of winter in the mountains... without supplies.

One by one, Kataash's Beresaad died from not battle... but exposure and starvation. And eventually, only Kataash remained. He stumbled through the blinding snowstorm that had brewed in the high elevations, completely lost and unaware of where he was even going... but even his inhuman endurance came to an end and he collapsed. He did not die, however. He was found by a passing patrol of Grey Wardens, who took pity on the giant for getting lost in a blizzard... and returned to Wiesshaupt Fortress, Qunari in tow.

Time passed, and Kataash agreed to become a Warden in payment to the men who saved his life. Times were good... he had good comrades, honorable battle, food and drink, and a place to lay his head. ... but all good things must come to an end, in time. One night, Kataash had a terrible dream. The Archdemon, Urthemiel, called to him. "Come to me, Grey One... join with us and become more than you are..." ... he awoke with a start, with images of the great Ogre he would become should the taint consume him completely still fresh in his head. No... he would not accept that fate. And so, he went to the First Warden... who noted that the Kossith's time had come. He would go to Orzammar with another Senior Warden... and they would fight in the Deep Roads until the Darkspawn claimed their lives.

Equipment: Talshok ( Both enchanted for moderate Lightning Damage and moderate physical resistance. ) and Talsay, Senior Warden Armor, Gauntlets, and Boots ( Red Steel, Heavy Armor )

100ft coil of thick rope, 5 Lesser Health Potions, 3 Standard Health Potions, 2 Greater Health Potions, Flint and Steel ( to start fires ), ten pitons, 2 bags caltrops, oil lantern w/ hood, 5 flasks oil, 10 days worth of dried fruits and meats.

[Rtron]

Pic:

Name: Tocari Ironhands

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Race: Dwarf

Personality: Tocari has a very Jovial outlook on things. Especially battle. He tends to be loud and Boisterous, especially when he has a few drinks down the gullet. He tends to take insults very lightly and is always optimistic. Always. He also tends to yell interesting insults when in battle against anything be it darkspawn or something else.

Origin story: Tocari was casteless before the Dailan records where revealed. He made a living off as being a smith. He was good, but being casteless those dwarves that did have a caste refused to by his wares and those that did buy his wares, whom weren't casteless, did so in secret, in the dark corners of Orzammar. When the Dailan records where revealed Tocari, the last of his family, was one of the 57 families elevated to warrior caste.

Before he was taken off for training Tocari crafted himself his armor, axe, and shield (seen in Pic) he had one hunk of Red steel that he had mined( about 20 years ago) in a dangerous expedition into the deep roads that nearly cost him his life and earned him a scar that crossed down from the top right corner of his face over his left eye leaving it milky white. A few days after this, there came a topsider that came down to Orzammar to sell Mabari war hound pups to the Dwarven population thinking he would make a tidy profit. Sadly, he went to the noble caste largely and very few of them wanted a dog that would grow up to be as tall if not taller than them.

The topsider did not make as much of a profit as he'd hoped but the ones that had not been sold could be resold topside. Except for one, one that didn't act like the rest of the pups instead of being active it tended to lie down in a corner or not put much energy into things. The man was about to kill the pup when Tocari walked by from one of his covert sales. Tocari had on his helm that was used to cover his face when he needed to go seen, but he usually stuck to the shadows, seeing that the man was about to kill the pup, Tocari stopped the man an offered payment.

When the man tried to charge him full price Tocari argued that he was about to kill it so he should be given a quarter price. The man refused and offered half, to which Tocari readily agreed. Contrary to the mans expectations the Mabari war hound pupped proved to be as active as the others and as healthy after a few days of living in Tocari's shop it seemed to get used to it's surroundings and became well, a puppy. But it never out grew it's slight laziness, tending to lie down and sleep whenever it could.(Excluding such situations as battle, Tocari calling him, etc.) Tocari had only managed to mine enough to make two things out of it and chose to make his shield and axe out of the metal. The rest of his armor is simple steel.During training it became apparent that Tocari was best suited as the soldier who ran into battle and "tanked" while dealing out damage. Now, with the "Return To Glory" campaign, Tocari is eager to prove himself worthy of the title, Warrior caste, and for the most part has done so, only in minor skirmishes though, Tocari is ambitious to play part in a Major battle.

Equipment: Everything seen in the Pic, except his helmet which isn't the one with horns it's the one behind the left horn, is his equipment and made out of Steel. Excluding his Axe, Yurig , and his shield. He also has a mabari war hound called Storm

[Walrus]

The new Warrior families would likely want to breed the mabari for a couple generations before handing them out willy-nilly. So to reduce the breeding stock... you'd need a really solid reason for having a Mabari come with you to the deep roads.

Other than that, looks alright.

[Sloth]

*Major work to be done*

Name: Gimgur Jorgal
Age: 22
Allegiance: Legion of the Dead
- Rank: Initiate, ex-casteless

[Rtron]

fixed.

[Walrus]

So you have a Mabari puppy? Lot of good one runty and lethargic mabari puppy will do on the battlefield... but whatever. You are now the proud owner of a sickly war-puppy.

[Rtron]

Hmmm. touche. I should probably edit that. TO ZE EDITING.

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Fixed. I am now the proud owner of a healthy, if slightly lazy, Mabari war hound BA.

[Walrus]

Not sure if should allow... but wtfe...

[Rtron]

So. This dead?