Taethil: Demons of the East [ High Casual ]

[UnfunnyPete]

(I should state firstly that this Roleplay takes place in a Kingdom, Taethil {Pronounced Ta-ath-il}, that I created in another Roleplay, on another site. I say this on the off chance that someone happened to see that Roleplay, and jumps to the conclusion that I'm commiting plagiarism on someone elses work.)

On the dawn of first Era of the Beast, the once vast and ever expanding Kingdom of Taethil laid in ruin. Its capital city, Cadean, once a shinning beacon of culture and prosperity, remained as nothing more than a smoldering pile of stone, flames, and blood. Neither Human nor Elf remained, with only the Beasts that came forth from the East walking its depths. Its once prestine lake which rested in the centre, once surrounded by the elegant Elven architecture and breathtakingly inspiring Phelpatine Gardens, with its magnificent crystal roses and sparkling emerald grass, now lay as nothing more then a boiled, scarlet stained pit on nothingness, its Gardens chalk black. Even the once thought unclaimable Spire which stood on the farthest northern corner of the city, where its fierce and unruley King once remained, was bellowing with smoke from its peak. The Beasts... Demons that had laid ruin to this once great Kingdom relished their achievement, their shields and swords coated in the blood of Cadean's citizens. Their eyes now fixated west, to the neighbouring Kingdom of Olaello, there was now nothing left to stand against their purge of our world.

That is just one of many possible futures that have been laid forth for the Kingdom of Taethil, which now stood on its fifty-sixth year of its Tenth Era of Man. After a long and prosperous period of peace and tranquility, a peroid of termoil and aggression seems to be set to arise. Raem, Taethil's neighbouring Kingdom, a power larger than Taethil itself, disappeared. The once scientific-based people, even with the cities ever-closed borders, disappeared from the lands, without so much as a whisper. Instead, an unusual mist permeated the mountain region of Raem, which no who've entered have returned from. Taethil's malicous and tactical King, Lanius, held a council; the Elves of the North and the Warrior Kingdom of Olaello met with Lanius, discussing what possible options they had. How did they choose to respond? With force. An army, comprised of soldiers from all three nations, were sent to the mist, with the intent of discovering the cause of Raem's sudden silence. Once the force of nearly one-thousand strong entered the mist, none returned. Months passed, with the council left in sheer fear of what had happened to their soldiers, all preparing their own nations for what they thought would be an imminent counter attack from whatever force resided within the waiting abyss of mist, which never came.

After three months, one man returned from the mist; Thomas Moore. A man with humble origins in one of Taethil's agricultural villages, he returned from the mist with tales of the horrifying beasts that lay awaiting within. The council dismissed his stories of the Demons inside the abyss, whom had so easily slaughtered and tortured the thousand soldiers as if they were cannon fodder, and that he himself had only been spared the same gruesome fate so that he could tell of the horrors that awaited inside. The council had his exectued, declaring him a mad man, out of fear that what he had told them might be true. For a year they remained in denial, until the Elven cities of the North began to disappear; the mist was expanding, rapidly. Within a week, nearly the entire Northern forest region remained enshrouded in the dense mist. The Elves, a stubborn race, mostly decided not to flee their homes, believeing they could fare the mist off themselves and that their Goddess would protect them. She didn't. A few hundred Elves fled to Taethil, setting up mass refugee encampments within the glorious city walls.

Now, the mist is slowly heading south, towards the Taethil border.

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That is a vague, general idea for my roleplay. Our characters will take the role of anyone you can imagine within this world, from the Elven forests of the North, to the war-hungry continent of Olaello to the west, or simply a citizen of the vast Kingdom of Taethil, where our roleplay will take place. One thing is certain; our characters will be brought together, by the cruel and malicious ruler, Lanius, to uncover the mystery behind this threat, and ultimately, try to cease the invasion of Taethil.

So, is anyone interested?

[GallifreyanOddy]

>_>

I really shouldn't. Like I seriously shouldn't but I kinda want to. Why do you have such good ideas?! D:

[UnfunnyPete]

Haha, thank you

It's an idea I've had for a while now (And I mean a long while), so it's kinda been building up.

[GallifreyanOddy]

Dammit boy! I'll join. I can't resist a RP where I can make any kind of character I want.

[xXCrazyJXx]

I'm in as well...

[UnfunnyPete]

Yeah, I'm looking for some real creativity in peoples characters here, and so the Character Sheets are going to be for each character to create, provided they include the basics still, I.E name, age, appearance. So, you can essentially make your character as detailed and expansive as you'd like.

As for my character, I already have the role of the malicious, cruel and calculating King in mind.

[GallifreyanOddy]

I'm either going to be an Elf or a guard/knight/shield maiden to the King. Gah. Too many choices.

[xXCrazyJXx]

My character is made for the sole perpose of becoming a god by destroying another god.

[AoStar]

I'm interested :3

[UnfunnyPete]

A few more people, and I can get an OOC up and we can all start making our characters