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“I was sitting in a tavern when the messenger arrived. I told myself tonight was going to be a special night, figuring I could make some quick coin there singing songs of ages gone by while drinking down my fair share of grog. I was well on our way to our drunken stupor when the young lad burst through the tavern. Mud had already caked the bottom of his pants, and we all could see a few cuts and bruises taking shape on his arms. A look of exhaustion pained his face and he braced himself against a chair as he strained for each breath; he must have ran for hours to reach us. Somehow, through the crowds of people and loud noises his message was heard by all.

“The great King Baelnorn marches on the Mad King Vyshaan; he has our enemy corned and request that all bards and anyone able to bear witness to his triumph to make their ways to the Fields of Amarillis.”

The kid nearly fainted after he told us his message, and not a second passed after he finished did a loud cheer erupt from the mouths of everyone in the tavern. Everyone scarfed down what alcohol and food they had and made for the door. These were simple folk, they feared the Mad King so much so that they were willing to brave the wilderness and possible encounters with bandits and the Mad Kings soldier just to catch a glimpse of his demise.

But we got more than we bargained for. We all did.

It took most of us only a days ride to make it to the outskirts of the battle and we were all left with a sense of awe in what we saw. "An army, many thousand strong, made up by all the races of Arvandor all fighting under one banner for the first time in recorded history. Even as I crested a nearby hill my eyes strained to take in everything before me yet even as far as I was away from it, I saw the battle being engaged in earnest. On the far edge of the field, where Amarillis met the Cold Mountains, the Mad King as his army were corned. Backed up against the mountain itself, escape was no longer an option for Vyshaan, and my fellow bards and I watched as our forces slowly advanced on their position. Their bright armor shining out in stark contrast with the darkened armor of the cultist before them.

My fellow bards and I were writing down poems and stories when we felt the ground shake.

My first thought was as simple as a siege engine's projectile flying high into the cliff.

And then the ground shook again, this time twice as strong as the first.

Quickly, we all rose to our feet and looked out onto the battlefield below us. The soldiers nearest us were just as surprised as we were, and the sound of combat in the distance was soon replaced by the worried whispers of all of us. The soldiers in the distance were pulled back from the front-lines of combat, they knew something was up but from out vantage point we could not see.

Then the ground shook a third time, even harder than the last. The sound of rocks breaking bellowed out from the mountains in the distance as if itself was being torn asunder. Large rocks fell from the mountains, many bigger than a house. All of us, perched onto of our little hill, could see everything happen ever so clear. We watched as whole squads were crushed under the weight of these massive boulders. Our King Baelnorn himself removed himself from his heated fight with the Mad King and took shelter with his soldiers.

And that's when we heard it. At first it's sound was muffled from the stone prison surronding it. But as more and more rocks fell, the beast bellowed louder until there was no mistaking what was locked inside that mountain.

“Dragon.” I said in disbelief. The others looked at me like I was crazy, dragons were creatures of myth and legend or so they say. But the earth shook once more, this time the side of the mountain broke apart in a storm of stone and fire as the beast burst free from within. The soldiers caught in the massive blast were burried alive, their screams piercing even my own ears. Even from the distance I stood from the beast I could see clearly the crimson scales that covered the beast from head to toe as it crashed down to the battle below. I could even make out the massive muscles shifting under it's armored hide. I stood there for a minute, watching as the beast coiled it's neck back, facing our beloved king, before letting out a sea of fire that melted the flesh from bone of all unfortunate enough to be caught within it's reach. Their screams were louder then the first bout of that dragons victims, but they only lasted a second. Our king, and hundreds of his faithful warriors were reduced to ash.

As it's wings began to raise it's massive body off the ground, speeds that rivaled the worst storms in history gushed out and swept away those unfortunate to be near. And that's when it let out it's blood curling roar. I, and those around me, fell to our knees with our hands covering our ears in a desperate attempt to block out the deafening noise to no avail. As it flew ever higher into the air I swear it looked at me, it's bleak yellow eyes like a snake striking into the very fabric of my being. It was at this moment I ran, as even more monstrous creature poured out of the rift in the mountain. As I looked around I saw many soldiers turn cold and run, could you blame them?

From what I was told, we lost almost half our army in the first battle. Of those another half were lost in the days that followed. Even now as I finish writing this we are being hunted by many ungodly creatures. The only thing we can do is pray to the gods that we see our next sunrise.”

~Found on a dead Bard, far from the battlefield, early one morning.


What is history?



What are our example races?

These are just some generic races and some possible sub-races. You can have some creative freedom with this. Don't see a race/sub-race that fits you? Create one! Within reason of course







User created races.

BytheSpleen
- Credit due for @BytheSpleen who created this race during my first attempt at this RP. He gave me permision at the time to keep on using it, even if it is for lore purposes.


Sypherkhode822
Credit to @Sypherkhode822 for this race.



What is our goal in this RP

Our goal is survival. Our story starts with us on the run, being ruthlessly chased by all sorts of monsters and evil creatures. Our only hope is the castle that stands defiant against time, one that has seen dragon fire and survived. We must run to the Sky Bridge, make our way across and find refuge in the Castle Estel. It is here, us fortunate few, will wage one last defiant stand against the Mad King Vyshaan.

Notable people, enemies, and armies.

Events that changed the world.
In this section I will be putting events, both current as we write and historical as per our Character Sheets. The more things we accomplish, the longer this list grows!


Other.





Hello, potential participants in this RP. My name is Nariata, formerly The_Silence and Zeoul, and this is an RP I have been trying to get going for a long time now.

The basics of this story are that we are the remaining few soldiers from an ill-fated attempt at killing the Mad King and his forces. We are currently attached to a small army, but through the course of the RP we may find ourselves cut off and alone in our quest to reach the Sky Bridge. It all depends on you. I may present situations that could change the course of this RP, situations like risking your characters life to save a civilian or things of the sort. I may use an online dice roller for these situations, but for general combat you should keep it reasonable.

A lot of the lore is still a WIP, but if you'd like to contribute I will update it :)

As always, any questions please ask!
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Name: Walden Ravenbane

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Age: 46

Race: Va’sha



Appearance: Hair as black as coal with strands of glittering silver spattered throughout his mane, it resembled the night sky dark and beautiful with white lines highlighting his age. He had always kept his hair shorter on the sides and faded up into the longer portion atop his head. The longer hair was slicked back so it laid neatly against his skull. Irises like the raging sea they were dark blue flaked with sea foam green. He had lovely facial features from his prominent cheekbones to his squared jaw. Three long jagged scars ran from his jawline, stopping short of his eye and another scar ran across the bridge of his nose, removing with it a small chunk of cartilage. Each of the scars were as wide as man’s finger, and smooth to the touch. His lips were thin, and his mouth was wide, when pulled into his normal lopsided smile it showed healthy white teeth.

His body was well toned and fit from years of traveling on the road. He wore an old wool cloak, the bottom caked in dry mud and dirt. It had once been grey like a storm cloud, but now it had mostly faded. It had patches sewn into the gown to repair the damages done by travel on the roads. The garment was complete with a few stray strands of thread poking from its seams. Underneath the cloak he wore an off white tunic with a black double vest it had two small pockets on the front. In addition to the tunic and vest he wore a pair of dark brown trousers, and a thick leather belt. Several pouches were secured to his belt to include his coin purse. His boots were dark brown with squared toes. They were well worn in and the soft leather had many creases. On his back he carried an old black rucksack, it had a large flap with two smaller side pouches, one of buckles securing the smaller pouches seemed to have worn out, and no longer clasped properly.

Personality: Unlike a majority of his race Walden prefers to travel, often finding company with those on the road he reveals little about himself but takes interest in those around him. He fights for his continued survival often going the extra length to make sure of it. He doesn’t shy away from silencing those who know to much or slow him down in dire situations. At first meeting Walden seems friendly, kind and caring. After one gets to know Walden they notice the strange idiosyncrasies about him; his secrecy, his cold crase demeanor, and other oddities. On rare occasion he feels compelled to do acts of good or kindness, something that always unsettles himself afterwards.




Equipment: Ritual Knife, Cloak, Rucksack with supplies, Boots, and Tome of Black Magic.

Other: A well versed necromancer, and a skilled black mage.
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I just saw that I forgot to add in an AGE to the CS sheets while working on my two character sheets. Please remember to tell me how old your characters are :0
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I love the setting of this RP
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Name:Walden Ravenbane

Gender: Male

Age: 46

Race: Va’sha



Appearance: His hair black, a few silver strands peeking through. It was short and well kept his eyes off colored on Blue the other a purple. Once his face would have been considered handsome, but now its marred with scares, a large one across the bridge of his nose, three going down his right cheek. And a final one on the left side and at the corner of his lips, curling ever upwards in a smile. He was fit from years of travel, his body hidden in an old tattered grey cloak.

Personality: Unlike a majority of his race Walden prefers to travel, often finding company with those on the road he reveals little about himself but takes interest in those around him. He fights for his continued survival often going the extra length to make sure of it. He doesn’t shy away from silencing those who know to much or slow him down in dire situations. At first meeting Walden seems friendly, kind and caring. After one gets to know Walden they notice the strange idiosyncrasies about him; his secrecy, his cold crase demeanor, and other oddities. On rare occasion he feels compelled to do acts of good or kindness, something that always unsettles himself afterwards.


History:
Walden had the traditional childhood of the Va’sha he studied magic day in and day out. His mind was hungry for knowledge, so much so that he often snuck into the library after hours and poured over the books. Then on a day like any other he discovered a book out of place, it was bound in a dark black leather with rough thick stitches across its cover. He resisted to touch it at first but soon was overcome. It was a very interesting book, one that could be read over and over again, one that the reader could never truly learn everything it had to offer. With every read the pages would change offering new information. Always seeming to know what Walden needed at the time. Over the years of study Walden grew more and more withdrawn, eventually he cut himself off from his social circles completely. Once he’d been a flowering Mage, often sought after for potential job offers. Now not a soul dared to near his manor, many of the locals feared his residence as they say some go missing, and that Walden conducts wicked research. Then on a particularly cold Autumn morning the guards came, their cadence echoing down the streets, they were there for Walden, to investigate him for the study of black magic. He knew it before they were even on his block. He grabbed what little possessions he could carry and hurried out the back with a rucksack on his back and his book within it. He spent years traveling after, eventually ending up as a mercenary he was ruthlessly efficient in what he did, and often times was employed to scare the enemies of his employer or to handle problems most wouldn’t touch. He was at heart a Mage, but more akin to a Necromancer.

Eventually he was hired on under King Baelnorn’s army as a mage and unbeknownst to his employer of his true nature and practice. The battle went well until the unit he was attached too pushed to far forward and nearly cut itself off from the bulk of the army. In the heat of the battle walden was wounded, his face gashed open and bleeding. His blood blinded his right eye, he was one of the few left standing in the unit, he had to hold the line. Otherwise he’d be cut down in retreat. He held his tome aloft in his hand, the other out stretched, the Mad king's warriors charged the thin line with only the Necromancer standing between them and the wounded soldiers being carried to the back. “Klaatu Bradaaa Netpto.” The dead that lay on the field around him began to convulse and quake, Their eyes a ghostly white. They stood slowly, just in time to engage the enemies. The dead and the enemy warriors locked into battle. His undead servants were not as quick as their live counterparts, but it did scare them a good deal. His hand was held upwards with fingers curled in, wet with his own blood. The ground shook below the enemy warriors, they'd just dispatched the last of the undead and were about to advance when a hands of stones erupted from the ground grabbing the men they scream as Walden crushed them in his projected hands their blood soaking the stone. It caused the second wave to faulter and Walden took advantage and escaped in the chaos, but not before raising a rear guard.

Equipment: Ritual Knife, Cloak, Rucksack with supplies, Boots, A sack full of knuckle bones, and the teeth of wild beasts and Tome of Black Magic.

Other: A well versed necromancer, and a skilled black mage.


I sent you a PM pertaining to your CS.
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Will get started on this shortly!
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Happy to hear that!

I ran into a sever case of writers block yesterday, so very little progress was made on my CS/CS's. I will try and get at least one history wrote before my next class.
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Name: Kat(erina) Wythono

Gender: Lady

Age: 22

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Appearance: A tall, lean brown skinned woman with tightly curled hair wrapped in a colorful cloth and a generous smile, Kat wears sturdy Lavasian travel clothing. The left shoulder of all her clothing has additional padding on it. She carries with her a tall engraved staff with her at all times. She has a tattoo of a snake eating its own tail on the back of her shoulder. She wears a bronze knife on her hip, and carries a quiver and bow with her, strapped to the massive backpack she carries. She speaks with an accent, and uses many Lavasian vernacular. She has the ornate piercings of a Purification Mage, someone who defends the Harmony against forces of darkness that try to disrupt this world. On her shoulder rides Samedi, a crow.

Personality: Characteristic of nearly all Sunset Islanders, Kat values a strong sense of humor and friendliness. Kat feels a deep sense of personal responsibility towards making sure that harmony is maintained throughout the world, seeing it is as her duty and honor as a magic user to protect and serve others. She is incredibly generous, and will share as much as she can with others, sometimes letting other people use her sleeping roll for the night instead of her. She delights in nature, and enjoys spending time in the mainland wilderness, so different from her home.

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Equipment:
Wooden Mage Staff, imbued with magical power. Bronze dagger, a gift from her father, with several Purifier runes carved into it by Arlo. Sturdy Lavanian leathers, common gear worn by Lavanian Mages. Samedi, a psychopomp who leads the peaceful souls of the dead into the realm of the dead. He is accompanying Kat to act as her guardian, helping her improve her control over her magic, and assisting when she needs to see into the world of the dead. When asked, he once half jokingly said he was older than the sun. A giant backpack loaded with all the supplies a young woman needs to save the world. (includes an outfit for dances)
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Just got my CS up!

It's essentially a cross between a Wizard of EarthSea and the Abhorsen from Garth Nix. It's pretty rad. Please love it.
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I fucking love the Abhorsen series. Seriously can't explain how much I enjoy it. I wanted to do an RP off of it

My characters tome is basically the Abhorsens book of the dead.

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@Sypherkhode822 Will read again when I get home 😊

I read it anyway again...boring class

ALL Characters are ACCEPTED

Move the CS over to the character tab. I will try to have mine finished tonight.
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Barrett Oh, the year was 1778...

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I'm interested in joining, but I understand this is full?
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A spot just opened up, as one of the people who had expressed interest has dropped out. That spot is yours if you want.
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@Nariata
I'm certainly interested, but can I ask if there's only one slot? A friend mentioned they're also on the lookout for a good fantasy RP.
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@Roosan

I may be flexible on this final slot. If your friend wants to join have him shoot me a PM and we can discuss it! If his character concept is something I like, he can join.

EDIT: First draft of my characters CS sheets are live. I will continue to edit these when I can, expect a lot of lore to be coming, in reference to the events that my CS has created. Such as the war between Lavas and Glamhoth, the religion, and whatever I can grab from your character sheets.
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Moved over my CS sheets, added an extra element to Kat's personality.

Also,@A Heretic your character is basically a necromancer. And that is sorta the opposite of the Abhorrsen.
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@Sypherkhode822 Yea, I looked to cleriel for inspiration sorta but I only based my black tome off of the Abhorsen's not much else on them otherwise.
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I've never read the books, but it sounds like an interesting series.

We are still waiting for two character sheets, potentially three. Once those get in we can start. I will start writting the IC this weekend, as I have a few exams here tomorrow.
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Woo! I'm ready, I'm ready
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