[OOC] The Skies of Elysia: Airships, Aliens, and Adventure (Closed)

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A long time ago, Mankind was united for a single shining moment
when they made contact with a being calling itself Father.
Father was from beyond the farthest reaches.
A being of power so vast, it broke the laws of science.
And thus we found out its first terrible truth,
Gods Exist...

Father gave gifts of knowledge of power to mankind
and for the treasured gifts mankind received, they worshiped it
They could never have known what Father really was.
And what Father had done to others before.
And thus we found out its second terrible truth,
Demons Exist...

Following from deep space came a fleet so vast, a hate so deep, and a desire so strong
that it descended on the Earth as an all consuming storm.
The Earth, shattered. Mankind, shattered. Father's gifts could not prevent this.
Instead, Father took the survivors, his children into himself, bringing them to another place.
And thus we found out its third terrible truth,
Heaven Exists...

The survivors on their broken world came to a place that was new.
A place where planets, moons, stars all floated impossibly close to each other.
Between them, typhoon winds, miasma's of gas, seas of hanging waters, and monsters from out of nightmares
Above them all, other Titanic gods flew with uncaring, nebulous purpose,
and they brought with them their own worshipers on their own worlds. They hold similar stories.
And thus learned the final terrible truth,
We are trapped with them...

Welcome to Elysia

The Place where the Gods dwell,
Where all that remains of Creation resides within on a thousand worlds,
And nothing but Darkness, Chaos and Oblivion lie beyond those worlds.

Science and magic walk hand in hand in this mystical Realm
while a hundred petty mortal empires strive for dominance over each other.

Like it or not, you are chosen to be its Defenders,
Its Heroes.
Its necessary villains.
You have been EXALTED and you will defend Elysia.

You need only find a way to fly.

The Skies await you.

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Themes and Play-style

This is a Sci-Fi RP that holds elements of High Fantasy. I wanted to have a unique setting that follows aspects of Star Wars, Treasure Planet, Studio Ghibli Movies, Stellaris, Exalted Table Top Games, and numerous other sources. The theme is adventure, exploration, and danger. The Setting is designed so that a million dramas can occur, from Romance of Royals, the Swash-buckling Sky Pirates, to Military Companies meant to dispatch planet eating behemoths. Elysia is vast and it is not a static or safe place. Chaos and change are ever present, almost as if the fate of the billions living within were at the whims of the gods that lord over them.

While the information below suggest the universe is dark and terrible (It is) It does not necessarily mean you have to be grim or doom and gloom. This could be Battlestar Galactica, or it could be Guardians of the Galaxy where you say the universe is crummy so you might as well dance.

In short, your character is known as the Exalted, modified mortals that have been uplifted to weave the elements of magic. They were created to defend Elysia from the whims of careless gods, vile demons from beyond the universe, and devils that seek to beguile the hapless legions of mortals within, all the while contending with the more mundane of monsters, hostile empires, and other Exalted. Again, Elysia is a dangerous place.

Elysia is the size of a few star systems and holds only a few thousands planets. Planets are impossibly close to each other, and anyone with an airship can fly from one to the other. There is even wind currents and atmosphere between the planets that make up the majority of the center of Elysia. As one reaches out towards the boundaries of the universe, things become inherently more dangerous until they reach the edge of the universe. The veil. Beyond this point is endless chaos and beyond that, endless nothing. There is no escaping Elysia.

That is the basics, for more info, PM me or Co-GMs @Strange Rodent and @Lmpkio

We will have a DISCORD SERVER Come in and say hi, ask questions

Now for the rules!

• Your character must be able to 'play well with others'
• The only things your characters cannot do or be. NO TIME TRAVELING, and if you are DEAD, you stay DEAD, there is no way to bring back the dead. Reroll characters. So don't be silly and charge the army alone or get blown off an airship.
• Likewise, you CANNOT DO ANYTHING WITH MORTAL SOULS that is the purview of demons and demons only. There is a very important lore reason for this. If you want your character to do so, we need to discuss.
• Humor, flaws, and character arcs are great sources of fun interactions and plots
• NO GOD MODDING or AUTO HITTING of your fellow players and Certain BOSS Level NPCS. Minion NPCs can be killed without consequence. Go ahead and look cool.
• COLLABs are encouraged and we can do so through Google Docs for 1X1 or group scenes or even inter player fights.
• Participate on the Discord Server, but don't be a butt.
• Feel free to PM me or the Co-GMs for any questions. Better you ask than never know.
• You are given express permission to modify the scene to suit your post. Making up lore, NPCs, etc in minor ways for the sake of your post is completely allowed. Ask another player if it involves them.
• Its SUBSTANCE over SIZE when it comes to post length! But please make sure you are making an attempt to be coherent.
• Let us know if you are going to be away for a while, GMs will make sure your character is included so you can play catch up.
• Can I love an alien? Sure, Why not?
• GMs have final say over posts and events. We will do our best to validate everything you contribute.
• PICTURES ARE STRONGLY ENCOURAGED! Make an attempt to recognize the artist. I tried, but sometimes they aren't available.
• Include the Word: Dragon Blooded to your Extra Info section in you CS to show you read the rules
• Have Fun Together!

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Know the places you tread and prepare.

What are the Exalted?

"To Fight Which Cannot be Fought and Emerge Victorious!

(TylerEdlinArt)

The Exalted are the champions, heroes, and the things of legend. Exalted are different from other entities. Superior, powerful, capable of casting magics both great and terrible. An Exalted gains the ability to tap into the forces of magic themselves to levels far beyond the capabilities of their race, manipulating it in an innumerable number of ways by their own essence and will. Mages, sorcerers, wizards, these are just the common known titles of such beings, but the martial arts master , the legendary swordsman, the King of Thieves, all of these tap into magic, whether to burn the foe, or raise their strength to god like might. Magic comes in all kinds and forms and it molds to its user just as much as the user is molded by it.

Exalted defy the machinations of the gods whether willingly or not, and the masters of creation take notice. Only 1 in every million sentient souls becomes an Exalted. Sometimes these beings are already excellent, rising above the rabble to stand out. Sometimes they are in their greatest need and the power is given to save themselves or what they love. Sometimes, it could be as subtle as dream never dreamed, as grand as a battle, the master stroke to a piece of art never seen, an equation solved, or times when one use their words to do the impossible. Exalted become noticed, they become watched by beings so massive they exist beyond comprehension and thus power awaits them. Sometimes they are guided, sometimes they are left with only questions. Research, training, conflict, and strife become the means by which they unlock ever greater powers. No Exalted can escape this tragedy of their new existence, as the universe seems to conspire to bring them worthy challenges and great feats they must surmount with many of them breaking upon the waves of strife. Those that continue to survive become legends. The greatest of heroes, the loftiest of Emperors, or the most vile of villains survive to see their power grow to match the gods.

To become Exalted is to become a champion for masters that do not speak, or know nothing of mercy, of pity or the motivations of the mortals they rule over. Elysia is a dangerous place, and it’s the Exalted that change it for good or ill. Sometimes they are all that stand between the Demon and the Devil. All that matters is that their champions grow stronger, and many whom learn of this fate wonder endlessly why this is so.

For some becoming an exalted is a blessing in all ways. They are pursued by empires to be recruited, knowing full well what these heroes can do. They are given lofty positions, or they take their own. Many of the Stellar Empires of Elysia have an Exalted that sits upon the throne. But for each facing a life of rewards and splendor, others do not. They are coerced by other forces, turned into feared sky pirates, or hunted down by those whom fear that their power would bring about their ruin. Even exalts become bitter and paranoids, and will not see any upstart steal their own glory.

The PROBLEM

is when disenfranchised and unaffiliated Exalted come together for safety and protection. These rogue agents are seen as potential rivals to the established empires as any wise empire knows that while one Exalted is stronger than an army, a group of them, can found an empire. Their words can sway nations, their swords severing world spanning monsters, their intellect grasping the secrets of magic in ways unknown and terrible.

They can even challenge the gods.

There has been six such Exalted Empires in history. All of them grew too big and too greedily. All of them fell, sometimes with billions killed in the process. They defied the gods and the gods banded to smote them down to reestablish the proper balance and way of things. No established ruler wants to see this happen.

But there are those who always wonder. The outcast, the disenfranchised, the enslaved, those saved by these heroes, if the next empire will unite all of Elysia. The next one will do it right.

SAMPLE EXALTED

(Takumi)

Rico Fenix, The Ghost of the Scarlet Currents
A sky pirate in his youth, Rico's father was an Exalted of terrible power, a thief who could steal anything. Memories, even one's title and all that came with it. He thought himself untouchable, until Rico stole that power from him, Exalting in that very instant. He is considered a scourge on the Lunar Confederation trading lanes, but he is nowhere near as bad as his father was and thus hires out his services. For one, he detests the slave trade, and always loves putting them out of buisness. Sporting the abilities of simply choosing to be seen or not, being accepted in any crowd regardless of prior knowledge and hands that can swipe practically anything from the physical to the esoteric, turning enemies strengths into his own.

(Square Enix)

KI75, Spokeswoman of Merico Industries
The Ku were once two foot tall rodent like creatures that were always good with their hands. Speaking to the other taller denizens of Elysia, the development of pilotable robot suits became something of a fashion for the Ku. This only got worse until, under the Mega Corporation that is Merico Industries, the Ku Homeworld's main governmental body, the entire species removed their brains and placed them into android bodies. Merico Industries designs all the models as well as accessories, and adapts those techniques to sell to other empires as weapons and ships. KI75 was designed to be a top of the line model, and almost as if planned, she Exalted on her first field test. Even her synthetic body was effected by the Exaltation, making it hardier, faster, and allowing for the merging of magitech artifacts into her systems which Merico continuously designs and manufactures for testing and sales purposes. KI75 can change her arsenal on the fly to fit any situation, giving her a stash of magical items on call that can be swapped out no matter where she is. Additionally, she is capable of turning into a fighter class airship herself, something that Merico Industries is still attempting to copy. She uses these abilities to commit raids on beastial pest species, which is televised throughout the stars for entertainment. Indeed KI75 has almost become a household name and her various faces can be seen on advertisements with products ranging from perfumes, new luxury airships, or even concerts featuring her own magically enhanced songs.

The Laws of Magic

"In Elysia, magic exists, and it only exists in Elysia."

"Magic is what happens when Essence is focused into creating a specific effect."

Essence is a type of matter theorized to be composed of belief. It's a dynamic force that is theorized to maintain the physical and chemical impossibilities that keeps Elysia functioning. Even the gods themselves have been proven to just be specific patterns of interwoven essence that can take physical form. Indeed over the millenia, there is very little that Essence properly harnessed, refined, and utilized cannot do.

Essence is quantified as a number of motes which by themselves resemble balls of light that are colored to whatever element they are closely aspected to. Motes left in their raw state quickly dissipate into Elysia's currents. Through use of methods, partially magical in and of themselves, these motes can be harnessed, collected and stored.

Essence is the driving power of magic. Sorcerers study and memorize a thousand rituals, special technologies, make deals with the spirits, and subject themselves to occult methods to gather the motes they need to fuel their spells. Warriors study and train for years to perform the proper katas and forms needed for their devastating techniques. Artificers forge artifacts made of special metals and materials of occult power and infuse them with essence during the creation. Massive cities float with a combination of Essence Accumulators and Engines, making them essentially lighter than air. One knows a spell of speed, they cast it and move with unnatural swiftness, and while normally such speeds would cause damage to their surroundings, the magic focuses only on the desired result, ignoring mortal laws like physics. Magic is refined in magitech rifles that cast blasts of concussive force, or bolts of lightening, or blasts of freezing air, so long as its battery has the motes, the rifle has ammo. Magic fills in the gaps and limitations that technology falls short of and wise Empires use Essence to whatever effect they can, sometimes at great cost, and other times at great tragedy. For every spell or artifact blue print created, 10 times did it fail, and 100 lives were lost.

Magic is the purview of the gods and it must be respected.

This is where the Exalted differ the greatest from the rabble of Elysia. As part of their gifted power, they awaken the Essence that lies within themselves. Their own body acts as a vessel of stored essence that replenishes itself. It becomes an extension of their body, their will, and with time and training, manipulating it becomes as natural as breathing.

While others need to prepare, or carry a focus to direct their magic, the Exalted walk with essence at their finger tips, already amassed to wield awesome power.

The Elysian Empires

"1000 Worlds, 1000 Kingdoms, and not enough to go around."
Elysian Empires

Mortals have evolved in Elysia. Meeting new races and dealing with ideologies and cultures is something that every new planet that arrives in Elysia, regardless of means, has to contend with. This leads to a number of different results. If the race survives first contact, and every contact there after, they can adjust themselves, learn, and adapt to the new universe they find themselves in. They can claim planetary bodies and grow their territory. They could be passive isolationists. All kinds of cultures, governments, and ruling bodies have found a way to live in Elysia. Some empires are a mishmash of other receptive races, others are puritans, suffering not the alien.

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Below are an example of some of the more prominent mortal Entities in Elysia

The Tiger Dominion

An Example of Tiger Dominion technology and theme, James NG Art
Primary Race: Human
The Tiger Dominion survived the calamity a thousand years ago, and survivors clinging to what remains of South East Asia. The landmass would not have been able to support life were it not for the quick actions of the god Father and his pantheon of spirits. The humans here became dependent on the spirits to keep them alive, and thus the populations broke apart into dozens of tiny cults, each praying to their own god. These were the ancestors that eventually formed the Noble Houses, the ruling body of the Tiger Dominion.

The Tiger Dominion is an Ogliarchy, with the heads of the Noble Houses all having a say in how the Dominion conducts itself. The Emperor acts as mediator when the Noble Houses cannot agree on matters of policy. Outside of these acts of governments, the Noble Houses have set up a system where they obtain a monopoly on all aspects of life for its citizens. One cannot get two separate things without negotiating with the merchants and suppliers of two houses. The actual Nobles are almost above the laws, and will flaunt their wealth often by creating custom robots, altering their bodies with cybernetic enhancements or getting mutations that show aspects of Earth's old animals. Those that are not sponsored or adopted into the Noble Houses are barely considered citizens with very little of their own rights. The create a culture of competition and efficiency so that those that are talented rise above those that are meant to wallow in the dirt. Aliens are also considered outsiders until they can prove their usefulness.

The Tiger Dominion are opportunist and expansionist. The recent power vacuum of Elysia has put the Dominion on a path of conquest. Anything to benefit the Houses.

The Tiger Dominion stance on Exalted are one of two ways, they will be bribed into loyalty and be adopted by a Noble Family, or they will be hunted and killed, to keep them from becoming a threat in the future. Even when a noble house manages to secure an Exalt into its ranks, the House's rivals would rather see that Exalt dead. Assassination is a properly accepted tool in Dominion diplomacy.

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The Lunar Confederation

An Example of a Confederation City (Inspiration is Very similar to Mass Effect)
Primary Race: N/A
Earth's Moon actually survived the calamity, being taken by Father moments after the Demon weapons devastated the Earth. The Moon was set adrift, it's hab blocks and hub cities actually supporting the population as it floated on the currents of Elysia before it was set to orbit over a gas giant. Materials for survival were mined from nearby asteroids and bartered for by sympathetic spirits. Religion was never as important as industry and survival since resources to maintain the old systems were always in critical supply. And then the refugees of the Castian Seven Currents War reached their door step.

Their first contact with xenos came in the form of Frigates filled with refugees, fleeing the conquering armada of the Castian, a militaristic race seeking to become an empire. After some time to learn how to speak to the other, the Lunar Humans learned of the coming problem. They were instrumental in the counter attack and defeat of the Castians as it was their leader (possibly one of the first human Exalted) that managed to gather and create an alliance with six other smaller empires and coordinate them to become a fighting force. Since that day, the Lunar Confederation was born, and the fates between the Lunar Humans and those aliens have been entwined ever since.

Lunar Confederation Space is a combination of a number of different species and acts as a council Democracy, with each representative acting in the 'best' interest of their species or planet. There stations and cities are crowded and homogeneous as different needs require different facilities. Bureaucracy's are in place to establish order and regulation, but it takes a long time and things do get lost. Its an inefficient system, but all are welcome in their space.

The Lunar Confederation view Exalted as more trouble than they are worth, as danger tends to follow them. Still there are politicians, species leaders, the military, and the industrial organizations would be happy to hire such a potent assets. Exalts are generally quite publicly known in Confederate territories, for good or ill.

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The Fae'Rin Ascendancy

A moderately intact Fae'Rin Observation Post
Primary Race: Fae'Rin
The Fae'Rin are one of the first races to have inhabited Elysia. They have been involved in every major conflict, and were the favorited species of a particular potent god. So close were they to its pantheon, is that it was said that divinity runs in their blood as they commonly wedded the spirits themselves. They had a culture of rigid order and spiritual discipline, with portions of the population born into specific tasks and purposes and meant to fulfill that purpose. Their technology was incredible, almost to the point that it can not be replicated. Their magitech can almost be considered alive, buildings and skyships almost grown rather than made. Their legions of intricate golems and awakened intelligence automatons fulfilled all the purposes of labor, meaning that the Fae'Rin could focus on artistic and scientific pursuits. There is very little in Elysia that has not been touched by these curious and enigmatic people.

Then Oblivion happened, the largest Demon Elysia had ever seen that specifically hunted the Fae'Rin wherever they tread. It took every major empire and a scores of the most powerful gods to halt Oblivion's advance. In the After math, all of the gods of Fae'Rin's pantheon were killed, and the civilization was brought to near extinction leaving only their cities and tech behind.

Empires pick through their achievements like vultures on a corpse while the survivors struggle to cope with their loss and keep their shattered culture together. The cities and stations however are not entirely uninhabited. Fae'Rin Automaton still patrol and defend these places of wonders untold- and where Oblivion had touched, it left its taint behind in the form of terrifying Void Walkers. Tomb Raiders beware.

Gods, Demons, and Other Threats

"Giants rarely care for the ants under their feet."
Gods and Spirits

Everything in Elysia has its own spirit. Everything. Whether it be the Greatest Dreadnaught to the lowliest spec of sand. The term god and spirit are used interchangeably by the uneducated. Even concepts have gods that claim them. Anything you can think of, there is a spirit for it. Sometimes, multiple spirits. They are immortal and composed entirely as patterns of essence, making all of them inherently magical. All of them have powers that are related to the purview. A god of pain can cause agony with a flick of its bloody wrist. The god of a ship, can be bargained with to help the crew in their journey.

Most of the time a spirit is dormant, coaxed to life only by prayer, sacrifice, magic, or its own duties and ambitions. Most mortals at least mouth a prayer to a deity as part of their occupation, but there are entire cultures formed around being ruled by or worshipping a god or gods, sometimes out of love or fear. They can be powerful allies, or dangerous foes. Some do not need worship at all, as it is their nature to prey on mortals. Indeed gods do not have the same fears or requirements as mortals do, and each are subject to their natures, purview, and the belief of those that pray to them.

Only experts can tell the difference, but spirits exist in a hierarchy called a pantheon, with spirits answering to or working for a more powerful god. There are three types of spirits that the educated know about, but sometimes its difficult to determine by sight alone. Not only can spirits be intangible at will, but they commonly change forms. The beautiful innocent maiden one moment reveals her divine nature and becomes a multi headed hydra. Their forms vary as wildly as the mortals they lord over.

Gods Gods can lay claim over a planet, a moon, a satalite city, a nation, or even a small empire. They are what mortals pray to when they ask for generic common things like good fortune, safe journey, or love. Their prayers whisper in the ears of they massively powerful beings, and they gain motes of essence from it, all the better to power their awesome effects. To ignore or anger a god is quite unwise, even for the Exalted.

Angels They act as agents for the Gods, or are given minor functions. Commonly Angels are city mothers and fathers, or the god of powerful vessels or the Avatar of legions. They all have names, and commonly have magical artifacts to better protect themselves and serve their functions.

Spirits Are varied and numerous, some of them mindless or having no names of their own. They are the most likely spirit a mortal will interact with if they ever do, and a lot of common occupations have minor rituals to propigate these spirits. They are the workforce that keeps the fabric of creation running smoothly.

Sample Angel:

(TSRodriguez)

Joul'Shani, Goddess of Leaves and Transitions, is a wood spirit located on the Garden World of Isleen. She claims all the trees and plants of Isleen as her domain and is commonly busied with the intricate process of changing seasons. She is prayed to for good harvest, short winters, and long springs. Especially devoted worshipers may be taken as lovers as she can change her form. She births demi-god beasts and monsters that sometimes wreck havoc on Isleen's farming villages.

Sample Spirit:

(josearias)

Copper Spiders are a type of machine spirit employed by spirits of technology, discovery, knowledge, and greed to salvage and scrap ruins and crashes. While they ignore mortals while they work, shearing sheets of metal for eventual retrieval, they will attack any that takes their claim with lasers of burning essence. They can be summoned and employed by mortal sorcerers to seek out useful scrap, which these industrious spirits have a nose for.

"There be monsters... Anywhere... Watching... Waiting..."
Demons

Nothing brings empires and races together quite like the rumor of a demon and demons are why every empire that wishes to exist through its infancy must find a way to protect itself. Demons are from beyond the Veil, the borders of Elysia. An impenetrable wall of rolling void and chaos. While it is known that there is no escaping Elysia, and a terrible death for all that tries. The prison is no infallible from the outside coming in. Things emerge, appearing anywhere within creation. These are called Demons. They are unnatural, unholy, they shouldn't exist. They bring with them magics and technology that are vile and profane. These are the only beings that have no Essence within them but in their wickedness, they've found out ways to gather and pervert it to their own wicked ends. They come in many forms, from undead monstrosities, machines of terrible manufacture, and monsters with forms that defy biology. There are currently no known demon worlds, but such a den of wickedness would surely cause Elysia to quake into action to purge the unclean with demon and witch hunts in the surrounding worlds for decades to come. Still, the demon is insidious and can strike from anywhere at any time.

Demons with their lack of internal essence can be detected and harmed via 'holy' or strictly divine effects. Additionally particularly strong rituals and spells can inflict effects upon them, as the power of belief and essence force themselves upon their unholy forms. Likewise, they are impossible to predict as even time and destiny spells cannot see the influence a demon would cause. They also bring weapons and powers to bare that sometimes defy understanding, even to demon experts.

Sample Demon:

(Chase Stone)

Lashstalkers are solitary hunters and ambush predators. They seem to have an instinctual sense of targeting those individuals that would cause the most chaos in a particular group, prioritizing healers and leaders. They know guerilla tactics, set traps, and will injure over kill, knowing it would slow a group down. They are also completely silent, save for the sound of leather rubbing against the ground as they move from space to space. Their size would suggest they'd be unable to fit into some places, but yet, cobbards, under beds, closets, even containers can hold a 10 foot tall monsters, bursting forth to lash with whip like fingers, twisting and breaking their victims.

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"Come to my bed said the spider to the fly."
Devils

(Yang Mansik)

Beautiful and Terrible. Parents in the center of Elysia will tell their children to behave or they'll call the Devils on them. As one nears the Veil of Elysia, one keeps their weapons, prays a little harder, double checks to lock their doors, and keeps an eye on that scanner a little more closely, lest the devils get them. Devils are of Elysia and like spirits are composed of Essence, but are invariably hostile to mortals. Devils are beings of chaos, beguilement, corruption, and dreams, each unpredictable, alien, without cause or reason. They can appear as beautiful as the most seductive dream, approaching in robes of gossamer wearing the face of a victim's first love but so lovely they make the eyes bleed. They can also appear as impossible shapes, riding beasts from a child's nightmare, an amalgamation of monsters that would be impossible to exist if reality had any say in the matter. A horde of Devils and their spawn have been known to slaughter one planet, change the colors of another with their chaotic touch, and ignore another, merely because their whims and desires change with but the slightest flicker of inspiration. Their powers cause madness, twist reality, and enwrap those in layers of lies and illusion. Devils most commonly ride into Elysia on raids, stealing mortals and slaughtering with glee. Those they take are ravished of all ambition, willpower, and purpose. These Dream Eaten are perfect slaves, as they will not even eat or drink without being told to do so. Unscrupulous merchants have found ways to trade with these beings, receiving Chaos Artifacts that defy logic, creatures that never even existed, and the Dream Eaten. Often the Devils Price is a fresh new herd of frightened mortals for them to torment and eat.

Like demons, holy magic seems to effect these creatures quite well, and there are rituals and items that can ward them off. Pure Cold Iron effects them as if the metal was red hot to the touch, and can be used as a strong deterrant. Additionally, a Devil is bound by his word, and deals can be struck with them as it has a strange permanent effect on his patterns. Be warned though, these creatures are ageless, and their snake tongues and twisted minds can turn negotiations into a battle of wits even an Exalted would have trouble with. They love to twist deals into their favor, receiving the dealer's life, age, dreams, desires, or sanity as payment.

Sample Devil:

The Piper is a terror on the quiet villages, lonely alleys, and old residential sections of space stations throughout Elysia. Anywhere that children are raised in peace with loving parents who want to protect them from the evils of creation may become targeted by a Piper. The music these devils utter is sweet, melodical, and hypnotic. Children will follow the song which cannot be heard by those past a certain age. The children will disappear while the adults sleep. In the coming days, those that look for them will hear the children, laughing, dancing, playing, but will never actually see or touch them. The laughing will end only when the children are found, their entrails and bodies strung up on trees or in some unused room in some hideous parody of an artist's gallery. As a final insult and stab to the psyche, parents looking at their child's remains will find the display breath-takingly beautiful, even as they wail at their loss.

Know your Hero C/S

Character Creation
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Name: Your characters full name and nickname or title
Age: Age doesn't really matter, Mankind has existed in Elysia for over a 1000 years and some races were here much earlier.
Gender Self explanatory. Some races have no genders, or three... yay genetic variability.
Race: Any you can think of. If you want to use a canon race, it will be part of Empires Tab (Coming soon)
Culture: If you are none human race, give a short description of their culture, helps with world building. For clarity, some races actually were born in Elysia, its been around for a long time. Some races didn't have any calamity or even knew about the gods until suddenly there were more planets in the sky than before, which I could imagine is still quite a shock.
Racial Features: List a few things that are unique about your particular race.
Appearance Picture or Description
Occupation/Concept How would your character describe themselves? Is he a fighter pilot, a prophet, a priest, a captain, a mercenary, a monster catcher, a demon hunter. Skies the limit here.
Training: List and describe atleast 3 particular skill sets your character is proficient at. They dont have to be just weapons.

Powers: As an Exalted you get divine gifts with your status. You are considered physically superior to others of your race, and your mental faculties and your sway over a crowd are now without biological limits, but your power manifests in other more spectacular ways. List 5 ways you manipulate essence as specific powers. These can be particular spells you can cast or magical effects you can use. Try to be creative. You could go for a particular theme and be a master of one element or you can grab bag of alot of different effects. As an Exalted, any power or magic is capable of being acquired through study or training. Listed examples will be in the Exalted and Magic Tabs. Coming soon.

Equipment: At the very least, unless they are from some backwater feral world your character has a universal translator implant (for understanding languages of others) and a PDA of some variety. Your PDA is essentially a smart phone. You can save info on it, contact people, play games, and if you are near a planet that has a network, you have access to the internet (Which may or may not be restricted) Sometimes ships will also have their own network, but only whats saved in the ships database is able to be accessed, sometimes with security restrictions.
Anything else, is good to go. Weapons, Armor, Gadgets, Implants, Magical Artifacts, Magitech, Cybernetics, Special clothes, all that gets listed here.

Airship: It's perfectly fine to not have an airship, trust me there will be plenty. I can help you if you need to. You generally cannot have a larger ship than Destroyer or Frigate which will need a crew of 20 to run optimally.
Motivation: What drives your character in life and what is their personal goal in this world?
Personality: How your character acts. Be as broad or specific as you like.
Flaws: All great heroes have tragic flaws. Substance abuse, PTSD, you cant fly a ship to save your life, or you just don't get along with people due to trust issues. If your race has a particular weakness.

Bio: Your character's personal history and major points in their life, maybe when and how you were chosen to be exalted. There will be very little I wont allow for someones backstory. Feel free to use worlds, races, empires, and events, again world building.
Extra Info: Anything more, maybe a pet, a personality quirk, an asset you can utilize?

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[Sightseer]

So much to do, so little time, but best of luck all!

[Lmpkio]

Here you guys go - all edited up. If still things need to be added, changed or deleted, please let me know and it'll be done.

Sigrún

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Name:

Sigrún / "Sigri" / "Scarlett" (Human Name)

Name:

"Valkyrie Of Light"

Age:

600+ Years; Looks 27

Gender:

Female

Race:

(Enhanced) Human

Occupation:

Valkyrie Champion of Asgard / Odin's Valkyrie Guard

Appearance:

Sigrún is a tall female Valkyrie, standing at 6'1" and weighs in at roughly 69 Kg (152 lbs) without her armor. While she looks considerably delicate, with her slim figure, pale yet fair skin, luscious blonde hair and icy-blue eyes, she wields impressive strength and power that makes her a vicious warrior on the battlefield. In her gold and cobalt armor, Sigrún presents herself as a rather large stature that makes her a rather imposing figure in battle.

Training List:

• Incredible Swordsmanship & Lance-Work
• Intense Athleticism
• Divine Knowledge
• Acknowledged Leadership
• Impressive Cook

Powers:

Sigrún has been enhanced by Odin to become, what he's calls, a Valkyrie, blessing the young woman with an assortment of powers that grant her a number of special abilities:

Valkyrie Physique: As a valkyrie, Sigrún has enhanced strength that makes her a force to be reckoned with, durability that makes her capable of surviving hits that would kill most mortals, and most notably the fact that she can fly. Indeed, every valkyrie can reveal two great pairs of wings that allow them to fly at up to Mach 1 speeds or more, depending on the circumstance and/or the user.

Light Magic: Every Valkyrie Champion is given an elemental ability, in which they specialize in and are to wield responsibly. In Sigrún's case, she is bestowed the power of Asgard's light, claiming her as the Valkyrie of light. She can channel this power into her weapons, most notably to her lance as she can launch beams of light per every swing and jab, as well as supercharge her shield to make it nearly impervious to dark magic for short time. Of course, she can also utilize this energy through her hands as well as her entire body herself, as her melee punches and kicks can also be infused with it, however this magic is rendered unstable in such a form.

Equipment:

• Vadgelmir: Sigrún's lance of light is enveloped in a seal of golden light, making it capable of discharging blasts of pure energy per swing and jab. It is said to be incorruptible by darkness and can determine a liar simply by touching the person in question with the tip.
• Sverorden: Literally meaning “Sword of Order”, Sigrún's sword is notably used as a secondary weapon to when her lance becomes unusable or in close combat where lances would be unfit. Was created by Brokk and Sindri and presented to the Valkyrie via Odin himself.
• Svalinn: Like all Valkyries, Sigrún wields a shield into battle for protection against incoming projectile weaponry.
• Dagger: A short dagger to be used to cut plant-based material or carve out a monster. Can also be used as a weapon of last-resort.
• Idunn apple: An enhanced golden apple provided by the goddess Iðunn (who is associated with apples and youth). By simply taking a bite out of one, one's regenerative abilities will increase significantly during battle and if eaten regularly is said to make the consumer eternally youthful. Every Valkyrie is required to take one, and only one, per battle or mission, as stated by Iðunn herself. This is simply to keep the natural growth of these apples in stable supply.

Airship:

N/A

Motivation:

Sigrún own purpose is to serve the "All Father" Odin and his interests for all the nine realms, especially Elysia as a whole. Whilst adhering to Odin's requests towards the realms beyond, she must also do everything she can to protect Asgard from invading forces and keep the peace from within. She is to keep order around her wherever she goes.

Personality:

Sigrún is a seasoned valkyrie who carries a great burden on her shoulders. As one of the nine valkyrie champions, specifically for Asgard in her case, she directly serves under "All Father" Odin with up most respect and dedication to his every word. She embodies the very ideals of a valkyrie warrior, a stern, valiant, and noble warrior who fights with honor and for the peace of her world wherever she is needed. While she definitely tries to keep this persona open at all times, considering her role as the leader of Odin's personal valkyrie legion, Sigrún often considers herself as the quintessential example of how a Valkyrie should act and behave. She'll be the first to oppose those who defy the "All Father" on her supervision and often bosses around both her forces and the other 8 Valkyrie Champions. In many cases, she claims her voice is akin to Odin's, although she retains her respect towards other Aesir god-figures, including Thor, his sons' Mangi and Modi, Baldur, and others.

Despite her arrogant nature towards her valkyrie kin and those who appose her, Sigrún does legitimately care for those around her, although it truly varies from person to person. She will do her best to save the innocent lying in the path of danger, but there are circumstances where she places her own missions above those she is required to protect. While she strives to improve upon this notion, her arrogance continues planting her just behind her mental potential. This she never admits to Odin, as she always keeps a straight face and hiding her true emotions away from him, fearing her reputation will be sunken if she did.

Flaws:

• Technotard: Sigrún knows little to nothing about technology outside of her own culture - she wouldn't be able to utilize anything more advanced than a flip-phone properly.
• Hard-Headed: Sigrún is known for being a rather hard-headed general which, while it has its perks, can make her initially unyielding to most alternative plans. If her vision of victory is misaligned with reality, it can certainly cost her in an embarrassing defeat.
• Arrogant: Leading Odin's personal valkyrie legion, Sigrún considers herself as the most important and ideal example of a valkyrie. She keeps her faults away from her job and dares not mention them to Odin himself.
• Humorless: Sigrún usually doesn't crack a joke around others. Even when she attempts to make one, it usually comes out as rather bland and humorless.

Bio:

The "Allfather", known only by the name of Odin, is a highly revered God who rules his portion of Elysia within his palace in the pocket realm of Asgard. Odin is an old god who's incredibly wise and is always grasping for knowledge wherever and by any means necessary. He identifies his own kind as the Norse and is also known to be one of the most primal compared to the rest. He sports a a vast military of cunning gods, goddesses, and strong mortal warriors in his ambition to expand Asgard and safeguard Elysia as a whole, having the honor in commanding certain names, with some including his own sons. These warriors include the likes of Thor, Baldur, Loki, Heimdall, Idun, Bragi, and others just to name a few. Odin's biggest threats come from a race known as the Jötnar (also known as simply "Giants") which, according to Odin, are 'large, bloodthirsty, ogres that must be purged from the nine realms to secure absolute peace and prosperity to the entire universe'. In addition in wielding a vast array of fierce warriors, he also is said to have control of the "Yggdrasil Tree", one that's said to bind the capital world of Asgard with several other pocket realms for which one can travel to. These other realms include Niflheim, Muspelheim, Jotunheim, Vanaheim, Alfheim, Svartalfheim, Helheim, and Midgard, which is synonymous with Elysia. This makes Odin a powerful god to behold, for he said to be the God of Wisdom, War and Death.

Amongst his most powerful units in his disposal, he created the valkyries. They are formidable female warriors, who wield impressive power and were able to fly via riding pegasi, with only a select few having wings strapped onto their backs. Those who have wings are known as Valkyrie Champions, the most elite in their class. Odin created the champions by watching the best female fighters fight on the battlefield in Elysia. To those he sees as worthy, he gives them the chance, or in some cases forces them, to join his ranks as elite warriors to serve him and his interests. In an attempt to assure their loyalty, Odin makes sure in wiping their memories clean of their old life, perhaps only leaving a sliver of memories as an act of mercy. Many believe that this is a rather cruel act, but Odin, being rather paranoid, assured the Pantheon that it was the only way to be sure they were loyal. He has nine of these Champions, each given a legion of pegasus knights and are stationed in one of the nine realms to protect or enforce (depending on the environment). He also gives them each a unique element to wield, depending on the realm they are stationed in.

Out of all the nine Valkyrie Champions, Sigrún, the Valkyrie of Light, is considered to be the most important, as she protects the realm of Asgard. In addition, her legion is stationed directly under Odin himself, making her feel even more as if she's Odin's private and most important guards. While little of her history is known prior to become a Valkyrie, its been said that she was a courageous and fearsome warrior for a well-known kingdom. Rumors speculate that she had been in love with Helgi, son of Sigmund, despite the fact that she was to marry the son of king Granmar of Södermanland. In protest against the marriage, Sigrún sought out Helgi and they gathered an army and laid waste to nearly everyone in Granmar's kingdom. After they got married, Sigrún son Dagr, the only family member who survived the battle, wanted to avenge his father's death by killing Helgi. He sacrificed his soul to Odin who, in return wanted the woman as a Valkyrie warrior alive, gave him a spear in which to kill the hero. Horrified, Sigrún cursed Dag, forcing him to flee into the woods and have him live on carrion. Helgi was buried later that night, in which Odin arrived shortly after to collect Sigrún and turned her into the Valkyrie Champion of Asgard and erasing the memories of her past. Many consider this tale/myth as a cruel work of Odin himself, but alas its only a tale and Odin refuses to reveal any of the past history regarding any valkyrie, good or bad.

No one may never know if this tale is really truthful or not...

Other Valkyrie Champions:

Olrun - "Valkyrie Of Wind" - Alfheim
Kara - "Valkyrie Of Metal" - Svartalfheim
Eir - "Valkyrie Of Earth" - Midgard
Gunnr - "Valkyrie Of ???" - Jotunheim
Geirdriful - "Valkyrie Of Water" - Vanaheim
Hildr - "Valkyrie Of Ice" - Niflheim
Gordul - "Valkyrie Of Fire" - Muspelheim
Rota - "Valkyrie Of Darkness" - Helheim

Theme:

Btw, I wouldn't mind stepping up as a CO-GM, for I have experience with it - although provided you guys let me have a good idea on what we're working with.

[ShwiggityShwah]

@Sightseer@Lmpkio

I will get to these asap, I am quite tired...

[ShwiggityShwah]

@Lmpkio

The starting point is set, but the plot is going to depend partly on what kind of players we get. Alot of our company are against the established order.

We can set the themes accordingly

As Co-GM, you'll get the full plot of course, since we'll all talk about it.

[Anders]

The Artist Brushed in Red

Al'at Sal'im

The Wolf in Sea

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Age: Fifty-Seven ~ "Doesn't look a day over twenty."

Race: Zaldean

Zaldean Culture

Zaldeans were born a cursed people. Short lifespans, the constant loss of life essence, a faith system based on giving back to the world with their ultimate demise, and very little interaction with other races in the cosmos due to their isolation. They had little difference to your standard human other than these traits, perhaps even sharing ancestors far-far back in time. It was a miracle that the Grand Apothecaries came to be, an order of brilliant scientists who strayed from their own culture’s social norms to find ways to extend their small lifespans. Life on Zaldea would seem abundant before they would find their first breakthroughs, millions of different species; Murhales, were in particular the grandest spectacle that a few advanced species came to see without the Zaldeans even knowing. Massive eighty-foot fall mammals with beautiful golden shimmering horns, they looked very similar to a deer with a long tail that trailed behind them. But an even more unique aspect to the Murhales is that their bodies were abundant with life essence. Not only them, but many of the larger species that tread Zaldea held great wells of this energy within their being.

A few more decades would pass with Zaldeans worship of Eya, their god of life and death. But the Grand Apothecaries would assist a young, brilliant Sal’im in coming to find her own research. Their own goals aligned, and the small girl was a perfect figurehead for their cause. The earliest days of this rebellion would be simple rallies of angry Zaldeans doomsaying at their temples shouting their disbelief in such a cruel god. The lack of outcome turned their anger into violence however, riots would begin at the places of Zaldean fate causing turmoil among their people. A split between those who wanted things to remain and those who wanted change. Ke'ra Sal'im was the spearhead in this endeavor, while the Grand Apothecaries worked behind the scenes of their society turning brothers against one another and eventually a full-on civil war would be incited. Those whom retained their faith in their deity, and those who wished to leave behind the wasteful beliefs to find a cure for their doomed existence.

Contrary to Ke'ra and by connection the Sal'im Bloodline's beliefs, it was not actually the determination of the people who supported their push for knowledge that ended the war. It was much less graceful, the Grand Apothecaries had brewed up a biomagical weapon The Crimson, a red vapor that was a frankenstein creation of a necrotic pathogen that was native to the planet but thought completely eradicated. Thousands of dead Zaldeans soaked the planet enriching the soil with their life essence, and sewing the seeds for future generations to live greater-longer lives. Ke'ra Sal'im would become the sole political leader for the people, the Grand Apothecaries saw her as a young blossoming intelligence who would not allow morality to halt her search for knowledge- they wanted that. The society that lived in the past was torn down to rebuild anew, temples and the small humbles homes that they once lived peacefully within replaced with castles, labs, farms, and cities. Contrary to what people will say, all Zaldeans are currently quite happy with their society and culture- they live in a technological, alchemical, masterpiece that holds an immortal Victorian-Era aesthetic. They've learned from their loss and plan to wait for the races whom don't agree with their teachings to eventually weigh onto their side in time, and when they do- oh the things they will learn.

Occupation: Royalty

Training List:
⍣ ; Political Representive
⍣ ; Swordsmanship
⍣ ; Linguist
⍣ ; Magic Scholar
⍣ ; Alchemic Knowledge
⍣ ; Surgeon
⍣ ; Master of Persuasion

Powers: Essence is the life force that runs through all things in Zaldea, the fauna and flora and even the intelligent beings. Throughout the planet's time being inhabited, the Zaldeans have researched the essence and it is in the royal bloodline that the research came to fruition. The first Sal'im to receive the Blood Binding was Highlord Ke'ra, the grand apothecaries sacrificed hundreds of living creatures to successfully channel enough Life Essence to imbue into the heart of Ke'ra. And with her first heartbeat after the binding she could feel the essence within her, and even within those around her. As lifeblood pumped through her veins, she slowly felt the substance waning away as her lifespan shortened every day. She could see her lifespan, and the lone queen did what any ruler whom feared mortality would- sought immortality. Right? First she learned to control the essence within her self, this allowed the Highlord to perform miracles such as levitation and healing minor injuries upon herself. She would teach those below her of the gift, and trained a small group of strong-willed the art, though not as adept as her. Though soon, with her own practice and research she would learn to steal the essence from other living creatures by draining their blood and drinking it. As she extracted more and more from multiple creatures, she began to look younger, her body biologically rewinding to sustain the amount of essence accumulating within her body. The Zaldeans ever since have been looked down upon with universal dismay as the culture ever since then has sunken into new lows, dabbling in biological experimentation, and forbidden alchemy.

Hemomancy: As a member of the Sal'im lineage, Al'at has complete manipulation over essence within blood giving them control of the life essence in, or outside of his body. This can be utilized in a multitude of ways, simple construction of objects made of blood in a hardened form, contamination of a life form, or even just standard lose control over blood in its liquid state. To sustain Sal'im and allow him to utilize his Hemomancy, he carries around several closed phials of Zaldean blood due to the living things that roam his planet being rich with life essence for the reaping. The use of this is however not limited to those six phials, though when using the small amount he carries on hand- he is able to utilize this form of magic to a greater extent.

Arcanascript: The practice of imbuing scripture with trace essence to create scrolls is not a difficult process. However the Zaldeans have derived a different art of this altogether, siphoning the life essence from many a creatures to form an inkwell of glowing red that is used for the pen work on these scrolls. The Zaldeans say this traps the souls of those sacrificed to make this ink within the scroll until it used, though it really does not. Scrolls that are written upon with this ink are imbued with large amounts of life essence and hold great healing properties, though the primary use that Al'at receives from these scrolls is to imbue pools with life motes- in return giving him a surplus of blood that he can control.

Life Alchemy: Frowned upon by most races, the Zaldeans hold no restraint in using the lives of others to further advance their magical knowledge. Young Zaldean Royalty in particular are taught biological alchemy early on in their life. They are taught how to reconstruct one living thing into another, how to reanimate small creatures bodies, and even twist the structure of others. This can be utilized when corpses are nearby and the Zaldeans are outnumbered, reanimating the wasted flesh into creations of marvel and horror to fight for the frail species.

Equipment:
⍣ ; Kthru Portable Display
⍣ ; Vials of Blood (6)
⍣ ; Suture Thread
⍣ ; Antiseptic Liquid
⍣ ; Surgical Tape
⍣ ; Zaldean Sword (at hip)
⍣ ; Book of Blank Parchment
⍣ ; Life Essence Inkwell

Airship: N/A

Motivation: Al'at is driven by knowledge, he is not an inventor or engineer who seeks to design the greatest of machines or creations albeit. Instead the man seeks to find the cure for death itself. The Sal'im Royal Family slaves away the greatest of minds on Zaldea to seek this answer, to find absolute immortality for their people and to share this knowledge with the world. Some might say that they have already found it, that they harvest the lives of others to extend their lifespans could do so infinitely. It is not so, Ke'ra died one-hundred years ago while in her child-like body. While they are able to maintain the Life Essence needed to extend their lives, it is taxing on the soul within the body to adjust to such great intakes of life essence at length. The Zaldeans call this the Soul Sickness, as the person seems to be fine in every physical sense but their spirit eventually fades into oblivion leaving the shell behind. Not only this, but Zaldea is in constant need of creatures and cannot sustain those of the planet anymore without reaping them to extinction.

Personality: As a member of the Sal'im Royal Bloodline, it is in their heritage to treat all people as equals and no life as less significant to their own. With this raising, Al'at has grown to be incredibly polite and understanding of most beings regardless of their standing or beliefs. He is one to never interrupt those when speaking, helping whenever he is able to help, and offering knowledge when he has it to give. However this does not make Sal'im a good person, and his moral standing is as questionable as his people's reputation would have you believe. He does not feel restraint when something must be sacrificed for a return greater in his eyes, when it comes to knowledge in particular it holds much greater weight than life and will without a doubt set a blade in the back of another if that knowledge is deemed worth. He is also manipulative to a degree, leading those around him towards his own goals if they are able to be swayed even if he knows that his endgame does not quite match up with their own. All in all, Al'at is incredibly easy to get along with- though must be kept under close surveillance or he may end up dissecting a shipmate of a race he's never seen before.

Flaws:
⍣ ; Cannot fly to save his life.
⍣ ; Nobleman Disposition
⍣ ; Zero Morals
⍣ ; Non-athletic
⍣ ; Prideful
⍣ ; Difficulty with Connection
⍣ ; Blood Withdrawal

Bio:

The Rise of the Sal'im

Zaldea is a dying world, doomed to be picked dry by the vultures whom were born upon it. Those said vultures, are the Sal'im. Their family dates far-far back to when the Zaldean people were once religious, they were monotheistic and worshipped Eya the mother of life and death. It was in their blood, their culture, to both covet and fear death as an inevitability. Their soul would return to Eya and their body would become the soil for more life to grow from. But it was a young, intuitive, Ke'ra who would stray from these teaching and change the norm of their society. She turned to the sciences that other races tried to introduce to their religious people, seeking the root of what pressed their people into such a bleak belief system. She would find that these 'motes' would remain in their dead, and when their deceased were carried out to the wilds to be absorbed by nature- the trees and nearby life would absorb these motes into themselves. It was a cycle, with reason, but it was no god thought the young Ke'ra. She sought to educate the brighter minds, those whom had lost, who sought answers, and she gave it to them- there was no higher power which took those from us early, there was something that we would lose and give back to Zaldea itself. But what if it could be harnessed, grown, cultured, reproduced? It was this thinking that led to revolution. Once led by a religious Cardinal, the young Ke'ra rallied enough followers to assassinate their former religious leader and claim the power for herself as the first young Highlord.

Al'at is Born

Ke'ra has passed one-hundred years ago and a new Highlord now reigns of Zaldea. Na'tos Sal'im is the great grandson of her majesty, and he was selected due to the knowledge he accumulated in his time working under the grand apothecaries. His achievements were most notably, the Life Vats that stored abundant sums of Life Essence within them and could sustain a Zaldean for several months, and the other being his own son Al'at. The new Highlord held the young child high during his heralding speech, boasting that his son would be the next Ke'ra and would drive their society towards their ultimate goal of immortality. Al'at underwent multiple types of experimentation in his infancy, performing the Blood Binding mere moments before he was born to accelerate these processes. Multiple IVs ran through his newborn body rich with crimson essence, and as a side-effect of this early supplement of the substance stunted the child's aging. At thirty years of age, Al'at remained physically a teenager- though he still donned a labcoat and spent his long hours within the research facilities of the Grand Apothecaries to offer himself and his mind towards their greater goal. Years would pass, and as the Highlord's son who was christened to find immortality for his entire people- that weight would fall upon Al'at and his shoulders would not bear it.

The Son Sets Off

Unable to find any sort of breakthrough that his father wished he would, Al'at would seek to leave Zaldea in search of their answer being somewhere else in the cosmos. They had been visited by alien species before, though none have seen eye-to-eye with the new Zaldean ways and their search for knowledge. It was hard to find a way off the planet through legal means, so with the family's accumulated wealth he sought out an illegal method to do so. A slaver ship would sometimes travel to their homeworld in search of those with Soul Sickness we could no longer care for, these people with no ability or will would be sold off for high sums of currency and with those funds we would invest back into our research. The young Zaldean approached the criminals with a heavy silken bag filled to the brim with coins and asked to simply stowaway until they reached their next location. He wasn't worried about the three alien individuals so much as he was that they would actually take him somewhere that wouldn't know of his lineage, he could dispose of them if they made any attempts on his life with ease. But they held true to their word, likely to ensure that they would keep trading ties with the family.

Extra Info: Al'at will begin to deteriorate if he does not consume Life Essence for more than five days. On day six hemomancy will begin to act on its own, attempting to accumulate as much possible to sustain the man. This typically looks like streams of crimson gathering around his arms and legs to secure them. Day seven he will begin to develop dark rings around his eyes and become disoriented, this will cause him to question friend from enemy as his mind starts to slip away. This is not Soul Sickness, but instead withdrawal symptoms due to being exposed to the magic substance throughout his life since an early age.

He does still require food and water, and is nearly biologically identical to a human.

[Lmpkio]

@Lmpkio

The starting point is set, but the plot is going to depend partly on what kind of players we get. Alot of our company are against the established order.

We can set the themes accordingly

As Co-GM, you'll get the full plot of course, since we'll all talk about it.

@ShwiggityShwah

Alright - I suppose we'll see what we have and go from there.

[Delta44]

Pidgeon

❰ FEMALE ⟡ TEENAGER ⟡ SORRY EXCUSE OF A PILOT ❱

"Pilots, get ready to drop!"

_{R A C E}

Human

_{O C C U P A T I O N}

Fighter pilot

_{T R A I N I N G}

• Pilot - Pidgeon is an outstanding pilot, if a little reckless. Her track record is enough to prove this. She has an incredible ace kill-count, it's actually a little terrifying...
• Gun Training - Her pistol isn't only for show. She knows how to defend herself with it, though doesn't do much outside of flying anyway.

_{P O W E R S}

• Nothing - Pidgeon isn't an Exalted. She has no magic. Just a lot of guts.

_{E Q U I P M E N T}

• PDA and Language Translator - Everyone seems to have them, these days...
• Grapple Hook - Pidgeon has a grapple hook with a 15m cable, able to penetrate and "hook" through most materials. Rarer, harder materials can't be penetrated.
• 9mm Pistol - A simple 9mm pistol, which looks surprisingly modern.

_{A I R S H I P}

AMV3 - RAPTOR

A one-of-a-kind ship, the AMV3, commonly referred to as the "Raptor", is an experimental craft under Pidgeon's own design. Incorporating elements of different techs into one, it is seen as quite remarkable that it can fly, especially so well. While the cockpit is of the more complex design, it allows for more three-dimensional flight regardless of surroundings, though works exceptionally well in-atmosphere. Supposedly the cost of the ship itself is so insane, not to mention the inflation Pidg has put on the blueprints, that nobody really wants to buy it.
Plasma cannons, steampunk turbines mid-wing, and a magic-plasma hybrid for the rear engine makes it an incredibly complex beast to maintain, let alone fly. Yet Pidg keeps with it, and refuses to trade it for any other ship. She loves her Raptor, and in return, the Raptor sees her home safe...

_{M O T I V A T I O N}

Pidgeon was born and raised a mercenary, and lives for coin as much as a good ass-kicking. She won't directly express her innermost desires, however something can be said about her fascination with the Veil...

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

Pidgeon is a suicidal bundle of joy. Her reckless nature and passion for flying and being the best pilot she can be is motivating, especially from one so young. She has a deep interest in mechanics and loves to talk airships, particularly fighters. Put simply, she's a crazy airship nerd.
Her ego is, by all accounts, an inflated mess. She likes to brag, sometimes at the expense of others, and will often make fun of other people for the sake of making others laugh. Yet, if she knows she has made someone upset, she will be the first to try and comfort them. Her care for her comrades is plain as day, and though she takes to a jovial nature, she can be serious where needed. Even if she is incredibly reckless on the battlefield, she will look out for her comrades, and especially her wingman, and, most importantly, knows when to quit.

_{F L A W S}

• Reckless - Pidgeon is a reckless pilot. Hell, she's a reckless person. Nuff said.
• Weak Body - She is short and thin, and not exactly built to take a hit. She can run, but can't punch.
• No CQC Training - Pidgeon hasn't been trained in the art of CQC. She knows how to use her pistol, but that won't help her in a fist fight.
• Lack of Foresight - Pidgeon will do what she has to, consequences be damned! She doesn't think her ideas through well enough sometimes, and while capable of thinking on her feet, sometimes her ideas fall short and carry flaws.

_{B I O}
Pidgeon's life has always been on the smaller scale, though never lacking in excitement. Born to two bright minds, one a pilot and one a scientist, she was raised upon hopes of traversing Elysia and seeing the stars. Her parents line of work in particular revolved around the Veil, exploring regions close to it and how the Veil can influence not only physics as we know it, but the psychology of non-Devils closest to it. An ambitious study, to be sure, but they often needed cooperation from beings closest to the Veil to study physics data, so the psychology study was an interesting hypothesis to explore.

As a child, she often didn't get to go on these kinds of excursions. Pidgeon would be made to stay home due to the danger they presented. However, whenever her mother and father came home, they would recount their tales with incredible detail, archived within a journal which Pidgeon has kept in her PDA to this day. It inspired Pidgeon to want the same thing: to fly, to see the edges of Elysia, and see what this beautiful collection of worlds have to offer.
And she would get that chance. Just not in the way one would expect.

Pidgeon's mother and father left on an excursion one day. They didn't come back. She was passed to an uncle who was abusive and a terrible caretaker, though thankfully didn't need to suffer long. Within a year, she was picked up by a certain Captain Nine Gales, family friend and the proper guardian her mother and father entrusted her to. It was at a time where, if Pidgeon had been left alone any longer, may have resulted in a different fate. Nine Gales came at the perfect moment.

One would imagine the Reiksgard Knight -- a sort-of mercenary ship with a sort-of mercenary crew -- as a poor place for a young girl to grow up. Admittedly, Pidgeon wasn't afforded the same education she would've had if her parents came back. However, in its place, the young girl adopted her father's love for airships. And, with the help and resources of those aboard, she began to create her own. The AMV, or Amazing Mobility Vehicle, was a design of Pidg's to create a fighter better equipped to avoid incoming fire. The first one was made of scraps and junk parts, barely able to fly, but told those aboard that she had an idea of what she wanted. A few years later, with some money working as an apprentice engineer and a bit more knowledge, she came back at her ship with the AMV2. This ship was far more capable than the first, and she even used it in several battles. It had the longest life of her AMV creations, lasting several years before getting shot down, forcing Pidg to parachute out.

The AMV3 is her most recent addition to the family, and by far the most advanced and complex. While she has about three years on her now, Pidg has made sure to fine-tune and upgrade the Raptor where she can. It's now a recognizable symbol of death to many across Elysia, having shredded countless ace pilots with her beautiful plasma cannons.
The people of the Reiksgard Knight treat Pidgeon like family, and acts as the younger sister to just about everyone. They have helped shape her into who she is today, and she couldn't have asked for a more supportive and, err, interesting group to call such. She is forever loyal to Captain Nine Gales, and will protect the people of the Reiksgard with her life, as they would hers.
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JUSTICE DRAGON BLOODED
[PIDGEON THEME]

[Seirei No Hai]

Welp. Time to get to work

[Uncle Spanky]

You can expect my character to be fully completed soon

[Pariah]

Working on the character as we speak, not sure how long it is going to take me - I mean, it really depends on how easily I can get my hands on some dragon blooded and you know how elusive those bastards are...

... That was my lame excuse for a joke.

I apologise...

[FallenTrinity]

Nobody take offense to this but about how active are most of you on the guild? I ask because a concern of mine is being story locked with someone due to their lack of posting or availability to post.

[Lmpkio]

@FallenTrinity I am pretty active. Granted at this point my school year is coming to a close and that means being busy and stressed the hell out, but it shouldn't hinder my ability to post as long as nothing stalls tremendously.

[Delta44]

@FallenTrinity Only reason I haven't been posting as much lately is due to essay commitments, otherwise active. Although, my essay is due today :D

[Strange Rodent]

discord.gg/22PS385 DISCORD IS UP BOIIIS! Jump on the hype plane to hypetown! Oh wait... Hype plane to Discord? Damn. That joke just didn't take off.

When you arrive, please set your nickname to your guild name with your character name in brackets after that. Just to cut out some confusion :D

@FallenTrinity

At one point I was so active that I was worried about my real life...

[The Valkyrie]

Been keeping an eye on this for a while. Will continue to do so, just tossing this out here to make it known. Glad the OOC is finally up. Time and space permitting, been rolling around the idea of a changeling. We shall see...

As for posting frequency, I can generally do at least once per week. Daily is unrealistic for me considering I work twelve hour shifts back to back each week for work, so I tend to be gone about three to four days a week, but I do my best to let people know these things ahead of time. (8

Edit: I also might just bring a pre-existing character over. She is a creature whose people are entwined with shadow and darkness. (See my current avi) I may not throw my hat in at all. Again, we shall see. xP

[NightmareInd]

Blink, and you'll miss him.

Name: Bo'Lok "Blink" Ni'Kriist
Age: 19 (22 in human years)
Race: Su'Kiin
Culture:

Su'Kiin culture

Nehlaat'Su

The Su'Kiin are people that live in the sky, even more so than other races. Their homeworld, Nehlaat'Su, was literally consistant of air with a few floating rocks, which were less than 50 in total spread over the whole 'planet'. Because of these big obstacles between the pieces of land, the Su'Kiin have many sub-races, but they all share the same ancestors and basic DNA build. The discovery of this led to the idea that there used to be one big rock which many called Us'Su, which has been shattered for some reason. Although there are many Su'Kiin that still debate the original cause of the shattering, the main idea is a meteorite that split the rock up into pieces.

The rocks themselves were full of minerals, which made them advance in technology quickly. This led to the invention of motorized aircraft pretty quickly, although the planet's unique gravity might have helped a bit with the testing. It didn't take long for the Su'Kiin to make the next step either, and they made floating cities to have more ground to live on. This all added to Nehlaat'Su revolving around air transport and other air-based activities.

Su's Appearance

However, the minerals were dying out and there was not enough land for the growing population of Su'Kiin to live on. That was when their God, Su, came and suddenly added terrain from other worlds around Nehlaat'Su, or rather: She took Nehlaat'Su and put it straight in Elysia. The Su'Kiin were mostly surprised, but most of them were happy with this solution.

Afterwards, the Su'Kiin started to mostly worship Su, Goddess of the Skies. From what people say, she is the embodiment of freedom: She goes wherever she wants, when she wants, doing what she wants. However, almost as if seperated from the other Gods, she usually doesn't interact at all with other Gods or their people.

She is carefree and jolly. If there are thunderstorms or tornados in the skies, she usually doesn't bother to deal with them, either letting the spirit who created them do their job or sometimes creating them herself just for fun. It is not known what she will do when she is angry, but legends say she will darken the skies all over, creating a force of nature no one has ever experienced.

Su'Kiin in Elysia

Although not very familiar with the broad amount of different races and new terrains, the Su'Kiin now make for one of Elysia's finest shipcraftsmen, pilots and crews. Many of the Su'Kiin started exploring the depths of their new skies, others became sky pirates, not able to mix with well the new races, but most of them became reliable crewmen on freighters, and the handfull who stayed on land are known to make the most reliable airships Elysia's citizens can build you.

Appearance

Occupation/Concept: Fighter pilot, mainly for escort mission and small package or personal transports (and the occasional smuggling).
Training: Flying, maintaining his own ships, quick on his feet and even quicker drawing his gun.
Powers:
Blink - By concentrating, Bo'Lok is able to project two portals near him which he can enter through and teleport between.
C'mon hold it together - Any aircraft Bo'Lok is flying will be able to endure damage that should have normally put it out of order.
Dashing Rogue - Bo'Lok inspires people without even trying. He is able to inspire onlookers which allows him to get away with alot.
Lucky Shot? I don't think so - Shots fired by Bo'Lok or his aircraft will automaticly home in towards the intended target.
That ship is garbage... garbage will do - Bo'Lok can instinctively fly any small aircraft, no mather his experience with the aircraft's controls. (If the aircraft needs a key to start, the key is still required unless worked around another way.)
Equipment: Universal translator implant, Su'Kiin PDA, Extreme-Air-Pressure (EAP) pistol, G-force absorbing suit.
Airship:

The Qo'Kun

Motivation: Bo'Lok is a adrenaline-fueled freeroamer. As long as he gets a kick out of it, he does it. His goal in life is to live it to the fullest.
Personality: Bo'Lok is a person who likes to do exciting things. If it raises his bloodpressure, it is something he likes. Because of this he can become a bit risky at times, but this only fuels his hunger for adrenaline even more. When he is not in the sky, he is an easy going person, although maybe a bit hyperactive (which isn't that unusual for a Su'Kiin). If you can look past that, you have a dependable friend on your side.
Flaws: Bo'Lok, like explained in his personality, can become risky at times in his search for adrenaline. Besides that, he can't stand doing nothing for too long, so in theory you could torture him by just locking him up in a room for half an hour with nothing to do. And if that wasn't enough, when pumped with adrenaline he sometimes forgets what his original objective was.
Bio: Born the son of an aircraftsman and a testpilot, Bo'Lok grew up in a loving family where everyone had their head in the clouds. His father would make the new ships, his mother would test them, and he would sometimes go on a ride with them. Because of this, he learned to fly from a very young age, even for a Su'Kiin, and showed talent from the beginning.

When he was 12, his father made a new prototype engine. He pushed onto his wife to test it out for him, which resulted in a malfunction and Bo'Lok losing his mother. His father blamed himself for not only pushing her into testing it out, but also for making the faulty engine. He sunk into depression, not making any new aircraft, and although this didn't hurt Bo'Lok, it didn't help him much either.

It didn't take long afterwards for Bo'Lok to leave the house and go his own way. At first he thought he was running from his father's depression by doing so, later it was his late mother's memory he was trying to avoid, but one day, when he had one his roughest days yet, he tried to fly himself into a rock. It was then he realised that he didn't do this to run away from his parents, but to be closer to them. Every time he flew, he was with his parents in his hearth, in the ships his father made, flying through the skies his mother flown through.

He realised something else back then: He wanted to live. Making a quick turn, he barely stopped himself from crashing into the rock. He wanted to live, he wanted to fly through the skies he was raised in. The one where his true parents live on. It was then that the Goddess of the Skies herself, Su, revealed herself to him. She gifted him with the power of an Exalted. Now a gifted pilot, he shoots through the sky like lightning, helping out people for a bit of coin. Even though it sometimes seems like he has a deathwish, as long as he is in the sky, he feels alive.

Extra Info: As a side project, Bo'Lok is trying to perfect his father's last prototype, the one that cost his mother her life. Although he doesn't know as much about aircraft engineering as his father, he and some of his father's old friends try their best at making it function properly.
Also, all made-up names come from Dovahzul, so you could say Bo'Lok is a bit Dragon Blooded.

[Strange Rodent]

@NightmareInd

Approved, my man!