No one remembers what it was like anymore. They don’t teach that history in school. There’s theories, you know, the ones you whisper to yourself at night and hope no one else is listening in on your thoughts. Theories are nice but in the end it doesn’t matter. Nope, in the end you get to wake up every day to the reality of the situation. You live in the city of Restraint. You were born here and you’ll die here tucked behind the city walls. No one leaves, why would they? Nothing’s on the outside afterall, at least that’s what they’ve told you. You wake up every morning and you take your regulation vitamin. When you were young, you went to school, you studied hard, and you took a test. The test assigned you a job, a living quarter, a spouse, and if you could have children. You go along on a track that’s been laid out for you since almost before you were born. What more could you want? To escape? My friend there is only one escape and the Rebels have mastered that already- a shot to the head. Live happy or die happy, no one really cares either way.

Proposed characters I might play:
Name: Charles Plygard
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Orientation: Strait
Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality: Charles would love it if the world simply ignored him and left him alone. He is solitary by nature and doesn’t use any more words than necessarily. Nevertheless, he is kindhearted if not easily intimidated.

Occupation: Head Librarian

Biography: Charles grew up as an only child in a middle class family. His parents were never particularly close with him or each other. Although both are still alive, they rarely even see each other except for in passing. Charles spends most of his time at the library even when he’s not at work and loves to pour over the fiction section. A week ago an incident happened that changed his outlook on life. While reading through one of the books he borrowed from the library, he discovered a slip of paper describing yesterday’s power outage which sank a quarter of the city into darkness for a few hours.

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Name: Nym Yurigei
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Orientation: Unknown
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality: Nym is a focused person and a hard worker although that doesn’t mean however that’s she’s happy about her job. Nym is social and often hangs out with her grade school click after a hard day of work. Her hobbies include baking and board games.

Occupation: Lab Assistant

Biography: Nym grew up in an elite family known for breeding some of the most capable but loyal citizens in the city. When she was younger, her older brother went missing and the family’s reputation suffered somewhat. After completing school, Nym was tested and was placed in the position of lab assistant under Dr. Williams. She personally hates what her job forces her to do including formulating a drug that causes apathy often given to people whom the government deems a threat but still wants to use for hard labor. Under the current city housing crunch she rooms with ____________. Nym expects to be moving out pretty soon once the city designates her husband.

Erimeade is a country formed out of a collection of seven smaller provinces that came together over seventy years ago because of the threat of an invasion from the eastern continent. Erimeade is run by the Ruling Court. Once a year, each providence sends a delegate to represent their areas interests and bring any concerns. These people are usually from the elite class and often care little about the affairs of common folk. While skirmishes have occasionally popped up, most of the country had remained peaceful in the past fifty years while any out breaks are quickly quelled by the Erimead High Guard. The peaceful years have eroded away any ties the providences have to each other and infighting has kept the delegates at each other’s throats for the past ten years. To make matters worse, a rebel group known as the Black Collation has been stirring up the countryside. The Delegates of Erimeade have been requested to return to the Ruling Court early in a last ditch effort to regain peace and unity in the kingdom. A week after this request was sent, one of the seven Delegates was found murdered in her home. Some feel this was brutal act is the work of the Black Collation, while others feel it was due to some sort of political intrigue. Still a small few wonder if it has anything to do with the armies amassing in the far east.”



Proposed Characters


By-Sung Ryun Park
”I’m not here for fun and games, I’m here because it’s my job. Let’s just leave your political BS out of it.”

Name: Laural Falco
Age: 23
Job: High Knight
Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality: Laural is, above everything else, goal-oriented. She wants to be successful in the High Guards but she isn’t willing to give up her beliefs to do so. To her superiors she is known for be hard working and earnest. Those she commands would say that she is patient and loyal. It takes a lot to get out Laural’s bad side but once that happens, she won’t easily forgive the offense.

Bios: Laural has been part of the High Guard since her fifteenth birthday. Unlike most, Laural is not from noble birth and has worked hard to prove herself. Within the last month, she has been promoted to the rank of High Knight. Despite this her duties hadn’t changed much. Her first major assignment is to escort one of the delegates to the summit. The task itself seems daunting, especially since one of the delegates has already been found murdered and tension is rising across the country side thanks to the Black Collation. Nevertheless, Laural feels that successfully completing this endeavor will help solidify her place in the High Guard once and for all.




By:Razz
”Woe the man who has to wait, on laughter or love or sex or fate.”

Name: Vert Riskel
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Occupation: Traveling Bard (Spy for the Black Collation)
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality: On the surface, Vert is seem as a happy-go lucky kind of guy. He is a charmer, peace keeper, and lover of fine wines. Unlike most in his profession, Vert does not see the need to dandify himself and is often seen more as a cool headed confidant. Under neither, Vert is a bitter young man who despises the Delegates of Erimead and everything the stand for. Traveling throughout the Providence and seeing the struggles the common folk have had to deal with, has inspired Vert to work towards change.

”There used to be rules to being a daemon and I’m not talking about “Don’t cheat on your spouse or don’t mutilate the neighbor’s dog” either kinda rules either. Everyone breaks those. I’m taking about the real rules, the ones where big guy down stairs would blink you out of existence faster than an angel can the Hail Mary. You know, like how you weren’t supposed to kill human pre-maturely ‘cause that violated the whole ‘limited interference’ business. Like how could only temp humans, not drag their soul out of their bodies and lead them into hell. Or like how you could only “mingle” with other daemons, never humans, and especially not angels. And those were the rules. Simply little rules really. Good solid rules that kept everyone happy for centuries. Sure heaven’s enrollment was going up, but ours was going up faster. Maybe that’s why Gabriel gave some humans the power to fight and kill us daemons. I’d say it was sheer jealous, assuming angels could feel that- which I’m sure they can’t. I suppose his plan would have worked too, except you know what they say about the best intentions. Now his ass is locked up in the ninth circle until the rest of us can sort the entire mess out. Because these guys aren’t just killing us daemons, no, they’re killing off the angels, and more importantly the humans too. Sure souls are in nice supply now, but they are a renewable resource and they need time to, you know, ‘renew’. What this all means is that just this once we’re going to have to learn to suck it up and work together with the tight wards in cloud land. But I promise you this, as soon as this threat is gone, all bets are off.”