This was also placed in Casual Interest Check.
There are hundreds, thousands of you. And you were chosen to represent your Garrison. This is an event that has not happened since the dawn of Creation, but it is happening now. And no one knows what to make of it.
You're not sure how many were coming—you know of other Garrisons, but details? Lacking. It's time for everyone to saddle up and get together for the first gathering of the Garrisons know to anyone in the cosmos. A place of gathering has been set up. It's time to leave everything you've know behind and be diplomatic in representing yourself and your people.
But there is something sinister going on behind the scenes. No one knows why you were brought here, but no one questions the Will.
So this is a very small, basic premise created a few minutes before I go to sleep. To clarify some important details...
Everyone belongs to a Division. The five divisions are:
Each of the five divisions has hundreds of Garrisons. For example, you could be Fire Division, Light Garrison. Or Water Division, Ice Garrison. Any sort of variation of the element you can think of is pretty much fair game. You could be Air Division, Flying Garrision! THE ONLY EXCEPTION IS AETHER. Aether is basically a mystery Division that everyone knows of, but knows nothing about. No one is even sure there are specific Garrisons. It's likely they won't come to the gathering at all.
Also, I trust everyone to not OP their characters. Fights add drama but let's not seriously maim each other. You could get murdered by, say, everyone else in that Division. And then there would be war. And then everyone would be smote by the Will That Be. And we would have no more roleplay.
It's still in the beginning stages. I was literally in the shower and thought “That would be a cool RP idea!” You don't have to be human. You do have to be Humanoid. Feel free to have cat ears for all I care. Just bear in mind that everyone in your Garrison has the same traits as you. You ARE the representative of your kind—the one they decided was the perfect representation of who they are and what they stand for. Or, you were kind of chosen on the fly because no one else wanted to go.
I'm hoping everyone will have just one character, to spread the love. And as long as you can think of a new Garrison to go in a Division, you're welcome to play.
We have an OOC.
Who can resist the gentle smile of the invidious aristocrat?
I'd feed myself to Aragog's children for that Cup!