@Thinslayer Is there any way to upload the images to Flickr without public?

Flickr lets you set the publicity settings of your account and photos. If you don't want anyone to find or see them, you can control that from Settings.

I just upload mine to this site, cant resize them though.

I posted a guide on post #20 of Page 1 on this thread.

Name: Liliana Rosenveldt

Nickname: The Angel of Death

Picture:




Birthdate: April 4th, 3156 (Looks younger due to life prolonging magic)

Height: 5’4

Weight: Lean

Eye Color: Dark Blue

Hair Color: Black

Skin Color: Pale White (Due to a combination of self-experimentation and necrotic magic)

Blurb:

“The material universe is ephemeral, fleeting and fragile like a butterfly. Kingdoms fall, mountains erode to dust and sand, oceans evaporate and are vectored to the heavens. Even the radiant stars themselves, their brilliant flames will flicker until they fade into the shadow. It is in that shadow that the wills of gods and men dance, and THAT is eternal!”

Liliana Rosenveldt, Plague Doctor of the Necropolis of Stone

The black wind howls, carrying with it pestilence and the promise of a slow, agonizing demise. A man lays bedridden in his home, his energy drained, his mind racked in the throes of fear and dread, for he has seen many dear family and friends succumb to the disease. As he lay there, wheezing breath from crushing lungs, his eyes dimming and his mind numb and delerius, he heard his front door creak open. The room started to fill with the smell of incense and the rhythmic sound of chanting, as a masked figure carrying a shovel on their back entered the room swinging a pot from a chain. The man was sure that the grim reaper herself had come for him, her elongated mask resembling the carrion that feasted on the dead, and he was sure that was the fate that awaited him.

The mysterious woman laid a mixing bowl on the nightstand by the ailing man, then proceeded to crush herbs into it with a pommel until they were not but powder, and poured them into a vial of blue liquid. After shaking the vial the liquid turned the green of grass, and the masked figure poured it down the man’s throat, allowing her to do so as he resigns to his fate. She then laid her hand upon his chest as the man felt a gentle warmth flowing into his chest. The black robed woman picked up her pot and left without saying a word. In a matter of moments the man could feel his energy returning and much of his pain floating away.

With what little strength he could muster he sprung onto his feet and sprinted towards the outside, eager to thank the one who saved his life. He would soon come to regret his decision to leave his house. “Wait! Please wait!” He cried as he scrambled for the door. “Don’t leave before I have the chance to thank you for saving my-“ the man’s eyes widened in shock and horror as he left his front door. A few dozen yards away from him at the entrance to the forest stood four shambling masses of putrid, rotting flesh, their vacant eye sockets staring deep into his soul. They moved with a disturbing uncanniness, as if in foul mimicry of life. The Plague doctor walked between them, the twisted humans hunching their backs in recognition of their master. The man fell backward, frozen in fear as he saw the woman who could save and end his life on a whim step leisurely into the forest. “W-what are you?” he whispered in hushed breath. The lady in black turned her head, solely to acknowledge his presence, then walked into the shadows of the night, her grim servants dragging closely behind.

@Thinslayer Thank you.

There's an interesting character. I'd like to see how she figured out the arts of healing and necromancy. That'll be a story for the ages, no? ;)

@Thinslayer May I send her to the characters file?

Sure! Consider fixing the images first, though. They're only showing up as links, not as images. I would arrange it like so:
(hider=Liliana Rosenvelt)
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(img)link(/img)
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@Thinslayer Thanks! :) I appreciate your advice.

@Thinslayer Out of curiosity, what can you tell me about spellbooks? To me they seem like diaries documenting the thoughts, feelings and intents of their creators.

Ah, spellbooks are SO much more useful than they appear. There are all kinds of crazy ways to make them work for you. Regular old fantasy tomes like you read about in Dungeons and Dragons are just kindling for the furnace compared with what a real tome can do. I won't spoil it here - you'll learn more ingame. For now, let's just say that using it as a notebook or diary is a simplistic (though valid) way to use this remarkable tool.

@geminironin@The Revenant@Nox Grimoire@Lucius Cypher@Sola@Nightknight@ReusableSword
Role call! Who's still interested? The deadline for submitting character applications is Sunday morning MST.

Gameplay will be loosely D&D-style, with the GM describing the environment, and player characters will make choices and propose actions for the GM to evaluate. No dice, though.

All approved new magic spells will be documented in a Master List of Spells (post #0).

@Thinslayer Apologies, but I will be pulling my hat out of the ring. Good luck roleplaying!

@SolaThank you for letting me know. Best wishes to you!

@Thinslayer I'm still interested. I have college but I should still be able to play with relative frequency.

Still interested here

A man is still interested. Whether or not he may be able to call upon a muse in the future soon enough to hinder any burden, this one cannot say.

If you could use a springboard for ideas, I'm here. ;)

@Thinslayer

Unfortunately, the plague this man is afflicted with comes in many forms. One appreciates the offer despite the doubt he conceals. At one point, writing came extremely easy. Now it is as if rust has begun to addle the joints.