[OOC] Gurr'Kha - The Dead World

Gurr'Kha - The Dead World

This is a roleplaying thread that strives to be advanced, but welcomes the casual as well, seeing as both sections can contribute to it.

Setting

Welcome to the world of Gurr'Kha. This is a world in the medieval time-frame, based around fantastical things, such as multiple Gods responding to certain things(EG God of Light), magic, creatures that are based on myth and folklore, as well as other made-up beings. Fictional countries, continents and earthly formations.

Exactly seven days ago a cataclysmic event occurred, resulting in the death of the Gods. Now the world is in a state of gradual decay. Some locations were buried in anarchy, other spots try to refrain from going overboard with the way they treat things. Most religious groups have left or have been consumed by madness, and on top of that most, if not all, of their magical power has disappeared, along with their Gods.

Any kind of fantastical being can be discovered, as not only was the world already brimming with magic, it is now dotted by anomalous zones, filled with in-explainable sights or beings, which means that anything you come up with can be part of the story. The anomalies do not stop there, as the day and night cycle has been thrown off center and is entirely random. Weather events have also become unpredictable, as well as random, and have been bolstered by new occurrences(EG fire raining from the sky, water going up instead of down during rainstorms).

Rules

Contact me to talk about you joining, your character(s) and what happens. As long as you follow the rules of the guild, you are all set for the experience.

Important to note is that this roleplay will use the "S.P.E.C.I.A.L." stat system to make it more systematic but also based on random chance, simulating realism. Every stat can go to a maximum of 10 and a minimum of 0, which will render your character very, very impaired in that discipline. You have 40 (lowered from 45 to make it more taxing for characters to be amazing at many things and decent at other things) points to distribute.

Hider

*S = Strength, the physical power of your character - how hard you hit and how heavy you lift
*P = Perception, the ability of your character to perceive the world around them. A blind character would have a lower Perception, but he would still have some, as all the senses contribute to this one. How observant one is is dictated by this.
*E = Endurance, the physical durability of your character. How hard you can get hit without getting knocked out, how much punishment you can take before falling and dying. Also dictates how resistant to disease you are!
*C = Charisma, which dictates how likeable (and attractive) your character is! The more charismatic, the easier it is to do people stuff, as others tend to like you more. Anything social is influenced by this here stat.
*I = Intelligence, which spells out how good you think. It directly correlates with how much you can take, mentally, before breaking. Also acts as a way to measure one's magical skill and resistance to psychic attacks! Note that even with a low intelligence one can still cast spells, but they would have a higher chance of being failures.
*A = Agility, as in how agile your character is. The more agility, the less of a hassle do you have with, say, joints breaking on you, or making a back flip, as well as performing a triple axle!
*L = Luck, which means that the more of this you have, the more likely you are to win at rolling the dice. Everything is influenced by this, to an extent. You cannot get lucky and lift a car, but you can get lucky and hit someone in the neck.

[Gordoth]

I'm going to offer up a roleplay in a fantasy world that has recently ended as a result of the death of every God. It has zones with magical anomalies, anomalous creatures born of wildly flying magical or divine energies and also anomalous events. All in all the world has become quite filled with anomalies. Also, the day and night cycle is messed up to the point where the day can last for 3 hours, the night for 21 hours, and the next day can last for 20 hours, while the night lasts 4. Also, the Gods are dead, so every kind of clergy, every kind of religious order is in chaos. It's all in all a great experience. It will be, of course.
If you are interested, let me know.

[ZekariVoblis]

Sounds like butt fuck insanity. I like it.

[Bishop]

Name: Thresh, The Chain Warden
Age: ???
Race: Human turned Spirit
Sex: Male
Notable Belongings: Lantern
Backstory: Everyone who knows of the fall of the Axiom Empire knows of the infamous Chain Warden. The cruel monster who tortured countless innocent souls locked away unfairly in his hellish underground prison. He foremost served as the King's advisor, little by little driving him to madness and paranoia. In time the King went completely mad, imprisoning people at random. With the rising influx of prisoners at the time, the prison expanded from the underground inner castle to the outter walls until it ultimately reached the size of the city, a literal hell beneath not even 6 feet deep.

The cries of the tortured echoed throughout the prison, into the sewers and up, spreading through the city streets. A cacophony of tortured souls. The Chorus of the Damned. With the expansion of the underground prison, a lot of the working and fighting force were moved to keep it functional, that left holes in the production rate and diminished the military power of the country until the enemy was at the gates.

The constant screams and moans of pain put the citizens in a perpetual state of panick until they could take it no longer. The constant distress along with the invaders trying to break in the gates, they started a massive revolt and swarmed the undefended castle doors, slaughtering everyone inside. While all this was taking place on the surface, underground The Warden was only focused on one thing, torturing his latest victim uncaring for the doomed kingdom. But unbeknownst to him, his guards had other plans.

Going through every cell, multiple guards started off at the periphery of the prison complex going from cell to cell breaking every lock on their way leading to the center where The Warden was located then climbing up top and locking the gates behind them.
"You deserve all of them, monster!"
Seconds passed when the swarm of limping, moaning flesh e.erged from the East wing of the prison, then the west, then the north, until every exit was covered by walking dead. He might have killed them inside, left them less than human, but it was that monstrosity that he created, now that he had to face. No empathy in their eyes, only hate, despair, anguish and a deep hunger for revenge. It was gore galore.

In the end, all that was left of his mangled meat and bone, was mush between the chain links used to bludgeon him to bits. The other parts were in the stomach of the damned.

Just as the invaders breached the gates, the rebels killed the king and just as the damned finished off the Warden, at that moment the Gods Died and the whole world followed the chaos that had befallen The Axiom Empire.

[Gordoth]

@Bishop That is a little lazy. Change his name and appearance, touch up his story a little more, remove or add something to his arsenal so that he is not just a rip from the cough game.
Also post character sheets in the characters thread.

[Bishop]

Classical case of unintentional plagiarism. What is this "game" you speak off?

And for the story, do I touch more the part before he became a monster or do i touch more on what happened after his death and his transformation?

[Gordoth]

@Bishop Both parts. Get creative.

[Max the Wolf]

Name:Maximiliano Storm Fire Skeleton (nick: Max)

Age:18

Race:Skeleton and wolf(mobian) hybrid

Sex:Male

Description:Max can use any kind of magic and is high mastered in sword fighting ,he like to make puns,walk in the forest and read some books,he seem to be cold and serious but in the deep of him heart he just like to relax and help him friends,"Folow you heart" is what he say in a problem and alway think positive to get through them ,he trained himself to be able to use all him potential but there is more to discover ,he can be nice and kind but if him get in a high anger he will enter in "rage mode" and him powers and strengh will increase,he is realy good at hiding ,someite he cant even be heard

Notable Belongings:two swords (one golden with a star logo and the other silver with a moon logo) ,five golden and five silver dagers ,armor ot steel with blue diamonds and zaphires details in it,a enchanted scyte and a blue enchanted sword

Backstory:[W.I.P] he is alone ,him family was killed years ago and he learned how to survive alone but always wanted to be in the royal guard but he never was chosen,after all who will chose someone like him,he show like if never cared about to be alone but it torment him all the time but always hide it,after this apocalipse he keeped survivng at him own,searching for a team or survivors ,he will be able to boost him powers thank to the magic increase in the ambient

skills:high sword fighter ,super athlettic , high reacting time ,exelent at dodging and counter attacks,repair of weapons and armors

Powers:all kinds of magic ,limit attack (used wen he get a lot of damage) ,can summon the chaos emeralds every time he want,elemental control,telequinesis,psicokinesis,electronquinesis (control the energy of a inert object or a life form ,usefull to heal partners),super forms (limited to use Super,hyper or ultra but will need more than just the emneralds) ,elemental forms (wind,fire,thunder,earth,water,plasma,void,darkness,light,ice,energy,rainbow power[invensible,but is limitated and take a lot of energy and strengh to use],chaos energy generating ,thank to he beining a hybrid of a magic species and other who can use mistic power and generate it in low amouts it maked a genetic failiure and he generate energy all the time but can control it to dont hurt others

S:5.5
P:5.5
E:5.5
C:3
I:10
A:10
L:5.5

[Bishop]

@GordothI love how youre still trying to get new members through the IC of an already started RP!

Did you open an interest check first? Before you made this thread?

[Gordoth]

I'm supposed to do that?
Whoops.

[OrkytheOrc]

waiting for approval

Hider

Name: Orky
Age: 25
Race: Orc
Sex: Male
Description: He is the typical Orc, large, green but not very mean. He stands aounr 6'7" and wieghing in about 294 pounds.
Has the classic Orc ears and has short hair. Not much else to say than other he is usually wearing his armor and carrying a book with MEMORIES crudly labled on it
Notable Belongings: His Orcish armor and Warhammer.
A small rugsck that he uses to carry his belongings in.
A book with MEMORIES written on it.
Backstory:
Orky was raised by a human woman after being dropped off at her doorstep. The woman having no children nor husband she gladly raised him
She taught him the ways how a proper person to ask and "The Golden Rule." Being an Orc he didnt have much intelligence wise to speak of but he was still capable of understanding feelings. Orky lived happily with his adopted mother back until about the age of 18 when some one started to kill the Gods. Of course this started to make the world go into a frenzy including where him and his mother lived. It was when a mob came outside the house demanding for Orky, because they somehow believed it was the Orcs fault. Orky's Mother told them to leave but they didnt budge. They started banging on the door when Orky's mother knew what to do. She gathered some things in a small rugsack for him then told him to go through the back window and run north. She also said keep running till you see a camp where there are people like you. Then the villagers busted down the door and Orky's yelled at him to go, of course never to disobey his mother he ran out the window and head north. He looked behind him a few minutes after running and saw a pillar of smoke in the distance.

It was about a few hours till Orky reached an Orcish settlement where there was an Orcish shaman waiting for him. When he had reached close enough the Warlock welcomed him and told Orky that his mother came along time ago asking for guidance on raising an Orc. Of course the Warlock gave her the information she needed but before she left the Warlock told her that to send him here when the World collapses and seems all is lost. Orky's mother agreed and went back to the still child Orky. After The Warlock finished informing Orky on the past, the Warlock brought him to his lair. He told Orky how he and some others would have an impact on the world and the course it takes in the future. The Warlock also said that he was going to train Orky on how to become a warrior and conquer his enemies. Orky agreed since he didnt have much else to do. So his training began, it has lasted for about 7 years till Orky was ready.

The Warlock had awarded Orky with Amour and a Warhammer befitting an Orc. He then sent him on his merry way and told him that fate will guide you on your path. So Orky left heading in some direction the wind was heading.

Stats-
Strength: 9
Perception: 5
Eendurance: 7
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 3
Agility:2
Luck: 10

[Gordoth]

@OrkytheOrc The name is a little goofy, and there are some minor grammatical mishaps, but other than that you're approved. Slap it on the Characters tab and jump in.

[FalloutJack]

@Gordoth Tempted to see about adapting my Savage Worlds character (a dragon man) to this stage. Do you have a formal character sheet beyond 'Use a SPECIAL', or am I just sort of filling in the details in whatever fashion I like?

[Gordoth]

@FalloutJack Yeah, try using Bishop's character sheet as an example. Other than that, you're free to throw whatever it is you want to throw in.

[FalloutJack]

@Gordoth Bells and whistles will probably be added, but that's for after I get some sleep.

[Lady Selune]

Done

Name: Galdari Thornmyre
Age: 23
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Description: Once, not so long ago even, Galdari was a warm and smiling face. Homely, even, if one could ignore the muscles that were required of a warrior of the faith. Twinkling eyes and a slight ruddiness to her cheeks not brought about by alcohol, but by mirth. That was a week ago. Not to mention the fact that she was definitely eating well- plenty of muscle and fat alike on her bones. A lot has changed in a week however. Where once there was mass, already it is now horrifyingly skinny. Her long brown hair, once shiny and lustrous, is now half-shaved and sickly. The half of her head that wasn't shaved has been left long, leaving it to tumble down the bare side in a strange style.

Ideally, a paladin's armour should never be stained. Hers, even before the apocalypse arrived, was slightly dinged up and dirty, but now is truly showing wear. The plate is gouged and some of the chain links are busted, but much of it is still relatively shiny and clean. The nicest of her equipment still is her weapons- a one-handed axe and her circular shield. She clings to these like a drowning man does a piece of wood, the holy symbol once proudly displayed around her neck now hastily stuffed and concealed away.

Those same eyes that once twinkled so brightly have been turned into sunken messes. Her mind is fragmented- held together by the barest string of sanity, but still she perseveres. For what reason she does not know, but as long as she can hold her tools, she perseveres.

Notable Belongings:

• Dustbringer, a plough reforged into a once-holy axeblade. Now reflects Galdari’s mind, in that it’s jagged and not quite right. Still holds some magic.
• A shield made from the wood of a cart. Circular, bossed and sturdy. Nothing magical about it.
• Full plate. A simple, steel set of armour.
• Symbol of the Goddess of Farming.

Backstory: Every child born into a farming community knows that they live and die on the harvest. The goddess of the farm then, is one of the most important to almost every peasant evet to live. Galdari was the daughter of a miller- growing up on a diet that allowed her to pack on some weight, and with enough physicality that she could hold her own in an arm wrestle. Pious and relatively pure, she was signed on to her local temple when she was twelve, and served there faithfully.

At first, her duties were mundane and boring. Scrubbing the temple floors. Replacing the rushes. Then they got more complicated. She sharpened blades for the paladins, mended the tapestries on the walls and ferried meals to and fro about the temple. When she was sixteen, she took up the mantle of a paladin-in-training, a role that mostly required her to walk about a lot around fields and occasionally kill the odd wolf or bear that poached from the flocks.

Now however, the warrior is anything but holy. Without her goddess, she wanders lost, no faith to cling to or temple to fall back on. Anything, however, is better than staying home. She must press on.

[Gordoth]

@Lady Selune That's an interesting measurement for age. It does not look too bad, although making her a paladin and then not giving her a backstory is quite disappointing. It could be a fairly simple backstory or a more complex one - as long as there is one.

[FalloutJack]

Endrokin

Name: Endrokin
Alias: None
Age: Yes
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon
Occupation: That much varies, but some have humorously referred to him as a 'dragon dragoon'.
Residence: A mountain with its own hot spring inside of a cave.

S - 6
P - 6
E - 6
C - 4
I - 5
A - 8
L - 5

Physical Description: Use this as a basic reference.

You see this dragon man walking by and the first thing you notice - apart from the fact that he's a dragon - is that he is RIPPED. Under his attire, those gray scales of his are formed into the shape of an Olympian athlete. It's a taut form on this tall motherfucker, and it looks like he favors agility over strength, but he ain't lacking in either. Nothing particularly stand-out-ish about his body apart from that, though. Seems he looks after himself, even manages to keep relatively clean while living in the wild. His head has a rough-scale crest flanked by two thick-short horns that point back, and he has emerald-green eyes with rough, jagged iris slits. What you get the impression of - from the way he carries himself to the way he looks at you - that he is not simply man-sized dragon. He is a dragon walking as a man. More on this stuff later.

Personality: Ah yes...the mind of the dragon.

Endrokin is a fairly-straightforward sort of creature. He is generally blunt and vicious, and believes fully in the prowess and dignity of dragons to a fault. That fault is that he is Jingoistic. He finds other beings who are not of his kind to be...lesser. He doesn't automatically hate everything you are about, but you are not up to his standards, in general. You don't have the strength and endurance he has, you're not the warrior he is, and you don't have enough scales. Seriously, he is more concerned over a Kobold than a Human. It's just the way he sees things. And speaking of which, a number of his ways of thinking and modes of speech can be comparable to the popular Beast Wars character, Dinobot. He's a fighter, he's forceful, and he can quip well and quip harshly, and of course...he has a temper. If you make a mistake, he will make you pay for it.

However, on top of all this, something else has been weighed upon his mind, and that is the splinters of history. The world is not known to him anymore. Things have changed, gone wrong. Those magic anomalies? They've caused him to have mental anomalies, thinking things are that aren't or never were, forgetting or just not knowing things that ARE and have always been. This world gone mad has done more than tear up the so-called tree of life, but uprooted it, and for him that has changed...much. He is not the dragon he was or necessarily will be, or at least he believes as much. What's in a belief now? He never prayed to gods, but they were real enough. And now that they're dead...how much will remain real anymore?

Equipment/Cabilities: Things have changed in Endrokin, as things have changed in the world. He is a magic being, by nature, so...

Mythril Meld Armor - This full set of armor (no helmet) was once several items of notable quality. The abrupt tear from where he as to this place has caused a change, however. In place of many, there is one. The Mythril Meld is a sturdy piece of armor that has taken to pull free aether from the air to increase the return of spiritual energy after its use. The legs assist in jumping and other acrobatic maneuvers. The bracers allow clawing and beating by hand with fire damage. Most of all, the draconic look of this armor has made it seem like second skin to Endrokin, meaning it does not inhibit him in action. It IS, however, sometimes susceptible to unstable magical fields.

Fang of All Ages - This is a special Adamantine Pole-Arm that was cast in a large and powerful forge with his own help to get it just right. Because the material it's composed of is more about being dense and armor-breaking than particularly magical, the energy fields did not alter it as it did his armor on his return trip. What trip? The trip that will be explained in History, of course. Still, this is just a well-balanced and highly-dangerous double-glaive.

Runic Magic - As opposed to incantation, ki-manipulation, psyonics, or calling to your gods...Endrokin is practiced in certain types of rune inscription magic. That is, create the proper rune, charge it with energy, and make use of it as needed. His rune-based spells included Boosting/Lowering Traits, Detecting/Concealing Magic Auras, Environment Protection, and a Damage Field for people who touch him. The unstable magical fields will likely have some sort of effect on this, but it's difficult to predict. Like...someone might roll a die or something...

Dragon Form - We maay have mentioned, but...Endrokin is a dragon. He's been walking around as a dragon man, but he is a dragon. It's a long story about wars and god-level curses and so on, but the basic gist of it is that he can transform into a large flame-spewing winged dragon. Now, when he DOES, all of his items vanish and he cannot make use of them. This is a shame because his weapon is stronger than his teeth and his armor is stronger than his scales. In certain ways, he's safer while in humanoid form. THIS form is for destruction and flying and overwhelming strength. Unstable magic fields can have strange effects on him, though, maybe unpredictable ones. Maybe they'll be good or maybe they'll be bad. It all depends. This was already brought about by the death of the gods, as is, so things might get weird...

History: A troubling time...

Things wre different for him from the start. Endrokin's life was not as you'd expect, and here is why. He lived in a world that did not have big gigantic scaley dragons. They were people. And he did not live in a world of elves. They were dead, all of them. And the world? It had been at war for a thousand years. Endrokin was sometimes bounty hunter and sometimes mercenary. He'd seen his share of this war. He was raised for battle. He was made for conflict! However, he did not desire this war. His mentor - another dragon calling himself Rattigan Von Krauser - taught him to revel in victory, not mere chaotic bloodshed. All war must come to a purpose, to win! This war, however, was without end. At least, it had been...

That time was lost, though. You see, he and two others - Who were they? Who were they? - were put through a powerful act of Chronomancy, the alteration of time through the forces of magic. Sent back two years before the war began, Endrokin and the others embarked on a journey to change time and prevent the war. However...here is where things get strange. Now, it IS possible for Chronomancy to exist, and a significantly powerful object may be used to conduit its effects onto others to send them back in time. However, at the point in which they went back, time split apart to many possibilities, allowing the world to be forever changed in so many ways.

Now, whatever your time theory is, the fact is that the world of the war became alterable or traversable to other worlds or futures, however you happen to look at it. As a result, the past Endrokin was in became connected to THIS future, or present. And because the death of the gods occurred...with dragons having been affected by a curse from the gods...when all magic went haywire, it reached back and SNAPPED him forwards, his curse shattering and all things magic being affected through time. He emerged into the world, an unfamiliar world, changed. He was no longer limited to the humanoid form, but there was a drawback. The sudden travel forwards had caused his memory to fail him as he absorbed details from THIS world.

It was like someone was writing all over the book of his life, splintering what he recognized and did not as surely as the curse itself was broken. Now, he half-knows this world and half does not. The only things he is sure of is that he will fight and survive and be the glorious creature of the ages that he has always been.

[Gordoth]

@FalloutJack This is grand. I can see some nice chemistry between Numenor and Endrokin potentially brewing up. You're in.
Interesting way to measure age.

[FalloutJack]

@Gordoth The age marker was deliberate. It's marked that way in his SW character sheet, for laughs.

[Gordoth]

Okay men, and maybe women, whoever finds themselves looking at the IC, if their character has been told something, try to answer in due time. If you think there is an appropriate opening for your character to appear (for the first time), go on ahead and write up a post. Might want to let us know in the OOC thread here.
@OrkytheOrc should say something IC now, since Rockerman did the thing.