The Waters of Life [OOC] (2.0)

[Flynn]

To the IC: http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...52#post8513352

Imagine sand everywhere... And not just for a couple hundreds of kilometers, but everywhere, an entire planet...
Cities, farms all don't exist anymore since the calamity. The few resources that are left are being fought over by different tribes. Before the calamity each race lived peacefully together. Dwarf, elf, human, gnome, orc and troll.
But living together was not possible anymore... The survivors teamed up with their own race, and tribes began to form. The tribes lived from the few stock they had and the oasis they found. A tribe could never stay on one place too long, since the resources would run out. A nomad living... Sometimes one of the old cities would be uncovered and thus be available for scavenging. But that was their life.

Days became months and months became years... Nothing changed. The sand remained sand and the resources remained few. But new dangers have arisen throughout the years. The calamity brought new species into existence which meant trouble for the tribes. Many fell for the perils... but the tribes adapted to the dangers and learned to overcome them.
This is a tale about one tribe in particular. This tribe is different then the rest. Why? It's a tribe for outcasts. You'll find all races in this tribe who live, more or less, together. We will follow five lives in this camp. Why? Will they change the world? Who knows...

GM: Flynn

Name: (Real name/Nickname)

Race: (which of the 6 races will you be playing?)

Age: (How old is your character?)

Appearance: (Pictures are accepted, if one isn't provided please describe significant details; do both if you'd like)

Skills/Profession: (What is your character good at? Or what was his task in his previous tribe?)

Reason to be kicked out of your previous tribe: (What was the reason your character was cast out of his tribe and force to join the tribe of outcasts?)

If you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask.

Grobnick Sandpants, played by Flynn

Name: Grobnick Sandpants

Race: Gnome

Age: 45

Appearance:

Skills/Profession: Tinkerer

Reason to be in an outcast camp/crime: Grobnick was always looking for ways to restore the old gnomish technology from before the Calamity. A bit too much according to his tribe. They accepted his explosions and other misfortunes... but when he blew half of the tents up... he was gone too far. Though the gnome chief was a good friend of him. So the tribe searched for this special tribes of Outcasts, and dropped him off.

Basko, played by Muttonhawk

Name: Basko

Race: Troll

Age: 28 in troll years

Appearance:

The height of an average human man reaches the top of Basko's shoulder. In the large hide bag around his shoulder, he keeps a large collection of medicines as well as a few personal belongings.

Skills/Profession: Basko is a civilized troll. He aptly fits the role of a camp apothecary. His knowledge of medicinal herbs and salves as well as diseases and diagnosis gives members of races more traditionally known for ‘being better than trolls at it’ an impression of feeling a little behind on the subject.

Reason to be in an outcast camp/crime: Simply put, Basko has a mental condition. In other words, he’s a bit smarter and more observant than most trolls and is certainly gentler. In his early years he would always be chewing on some form of leaf simply for the sake of seeing what it would taste like.

Being raised in a tribe that revolved around being strong to get ahead in life, Basko left at the age of 20 troll years. Basko wasn’t as big as his brothers, you see, and was always frustrated by the fact that they were nitwits who would butt heads each night for the sweetest cut of whatever meat was on the spit. Surely you didn't have to be strong to be useful, Basko had far more brains than them.

Basko’s travels sent him to many places, he made ends meet by doing heavy lifting, protection, and sometimes attacking for any passing tribes. While fighting, he preferred to sling large rocks with a large hide on a couple of ropes. Some tribes were not as open hearted and Basko had to get used to being shooed away. Every time he met a new tribe, he would talk to their apothecary, doctor, whatever they had, and took in every word they had to say. It took over half a decade, but Basko eventually accumulated enough knowledge to become a skilled apothecary with a wide field of expertise and a well-spoken manner in comparison to his grunting cousins.

When he reached the borders of the outcast camp, he felt he belonged, and eventually stuck around. To this day, Basko still chews on herbs, he knows more tastes from plants than anyone he's ever met.

Riken Steelhands, played by Merc

Name: Riken Steelhands

Race: Dwarf

Age: 42

Appearance:

Note: His hair is brown instead of white, and the weapon is a steel warhammer.

Skills/Profession: Riken was a first class warrior for the Dwarven army back when he owed his allegiance to them. Aside from killing there isn’t much else the Dwarf is good at, because of his hot temper.

Reason to be in an outcast camp/crime: Riken killed another member of his clan for stealing his Great Grandfather’s war axe. The weapon was nothing more than a relic, but it had sentimental value. One day Riken entered his home to find a thief carrying the war axe out the door. In a fit of rage, not bothering to ask questions, he immediately brought his warhammer down on the thief’s head. The blow was devastating and killed the man instantly. Shortly after Riken was stripped of his stature, and banished from the clan. He was given nothing more than his armor, his weapon, and a waterskin that was filled with water. For many years Riken wandered the barren wasteland, living off of whatever he could find.

Dafaden Thorblade, played by Teadden

Name: Dafaden Thorblade

Race: Dwarf

Age: Approximately 65, even Dafaden isn't exactly sure.

Appearance:

Dafaden is a shell of his former self, once a proud and stoic dwarf he has now become old and tired. He is missing half of his beard and his armor looks like it hasn't been refurbished since he was in his 20's, He carries a 2-Hand Warhammer on his back and a knife in his boot.

Skills/Profession: Champion turned Mercenary. Dafaden will do anything if the price is right.

Reason to be in an outcast camp/crime: Dafaden was once a mighty Champion for the greatest Dwarven tribe to rise up after the calamity. However after making it known that he wish to challenge for leadership of the tribe, which is perfectly normal, the leader sent assassin's to try and dispatch of him. He seemed to know they were coming however and killed them off easily. The next day Dafaden was charged with murder and the sentencing was sent down immediately...permanent banishment from the tribe, and it was now a felony for any dwarf within the tribe to help him with supplies or even talk to him. Dafaden turned to the desert and made his own way fighting others battles for money.

[Dubwarlock]

Can I join?

[Flynn]

No, everyone can join... Except you Dub. Just because I can make the rules! MUHAHAHAHA

You can join

[Merc]

I successfully clicked on that link and found my way here.

[Muttonhawk]

It was an arduous journey, but I kept my faith and I have followed the link.

[Merc]

You deserve a metal for your bravery, Muttonhawk.

[Teadden]

Found my way as well!

[Merc]

Yay! MEDALS FOR EVERYONE!

[TheStinger]

Does magic exist? Because I was thinking of creating a mage of sorts...

[Flynn]

Magic does exist. Mostly at human or elven tribes. But big ass important mages are rare. All important spell books lie burried beneath the sand.