In the Main city of Osya, there has been a war raging for the past 75 years. Families have been torn apart and friends have become mortal enemies. Although this is no normal war...oh no...This has been a war between angels and demons. The mortals were in too deep with the wars to begin with and went into hiding, but after they decided that their homeplace was not to be the war ground for both demon and angels they decided to fight back. Although they were only mere mortals and had not much strength to attack against the mighty beings they began to slowly bring them down. Now there are only few factions still fighting within all three parties. Angels and Demons have been forever banished from the world of the humans...but what happens when some young deities are left behind by their factions and choose a life worth living instead of fighting?
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A young maiden is seen travelling into one of the small cities of Minbark on her pure white horse. She is wearing a torn brown cloak with a hood, her face is not visible yet she has a very calming feel to her presence. Once arriving at the local tavern she strings up her horse, and makes her way inside. She enter with caution assessing her surroundings before taking a seat at the bar. As she puts one had on the bar a first glimpse of her pale, pure skin is seen. She coughs slightly to get the barman's attention.
'How may I hep you miss?' He smiles kindly to her.
'Could I please have a glass of mineral water?' Her voice is kind but a little anxious as she continues to look around her. The barman notices this and bows to her respectively before fetching her a cold glass of mineral water. The girl remains at the bar but continuously feels her anxiety mounting higher and higher, she jumps as she feels someone touch her hand.
'Hey there pretty thing. I've not seen you here before.' A slimy voice comes from over her shoulder as she backs away from the drunk.
'Please leave me be I am not looking for any trouble...' Her voice trembles as she feels a pair of hands on her waist. She turns around to see another drunk smiling at her with a strong stench of alcohol enveloping her nose. A gun shot is heard and the girl makes her back to the bar.
'Come on, we only want to see the pretty girls face!' He slurs his words out as he pulls her cloak hood down, this reveals her true identity. 'YOU! You're one of them! Men get your weapons!' The man shouts as an uproar commences, the girl back up to the bar side. We get a first glimpse of her pale face, she has soft long brunette locks which just below her hips, a small button nose and plump rosy pink lips to match. Her eyes are naturally big and hold both a pale pink and unearthly golden colour. Her small figure is hugged by a short white goddess like dress which stops half way up her thigh. Her feet are bare yet there are no scratches nor and dirty on any part of her. The barman stands in defence of the young maiden.
'You shall not hurt this girl!' He yells out while holding a long samurai sword in front of him.
'Her people have killed thousands of us!' The men begin to yell.
'I shall not harm you! I'm only here for a glass of water, I shall be leaving soon! I promise you all, I mean you no harm...' She pleads as they grabs their weapons and begin to slowly creep towards the barman and herself. 'You're harbouring a criminal! You should be put to death!' The men continue to ignore the young girl.
'What is your name?' The young girl looked at the barman with a small frown as she now understood what fate he had accepted for himself. 'I am Eachelle...Daughter of Helorion and Aitra.' She breaths the word out in a small whisper, the man smiles before pushing her out the door. 'Run! I promise to buy you as much time as you need Eachelle!' He yelled as she scrambled onto her horse, she shut her eyes for one moment before throwing a hand forward to him, some small speckles of glitter can be seen floating through the air towards him, he shines and feels his muscles begin to burn with strength, he bows to her before turning back inside the tavern.
Eachelle rides back out towards the forrest with a single tear running from her golden eye.
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So this is my role play idea. The different races available will be Human, Angel and Demon.
I would love to turn this into an actual Roleplay but I want to see what you all think about it before I go ahead and post it.
Character cards will appear as such:
Name: Eachelle
Age: 16
Race: Angel
Parent(s): Helorion and Aitra
Weapons: Dual blades and Angelic bow and arrow
Special Abilities: Can cast spells, only hurts those who wish to harm her (meaning her arrows won't hurt a kind/innocent soul and if her blade happens to wound an innocent they will heal instantly), she can heal mortal wounds and diseases, her voice can manipulate evil and she she has wings in which she can summon and hide when needed.
Appearance: Soft long brunette curls which come down just below her hips, different coloured eyes (Left- Pink, Right- Golden), small button nose, small rosy pink lips, pale complexion, white goddess like dress which stops halfway down her thigh, small yet curvy frame.
Personality: Eachelle is a kind and gentle soul. She tried not to trust people as she always gets hurt or betrayed. She sticks to small towns and forests to avoid conflict and makes friends with animals easily. She will not back out of a fight if someone she considers a friend is in danger, she has never killed before but has mortally wounded an enemy to protect her parents.
Years been in hiding(Angels and Demons)/Years been hunting(Humans): 6
I hope to see some good feedback from you all :3
Thankies and feel free to PM me regarding any information you feel should be added/enhanced.
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A young maiden is seen travelling into one of the small cities of Minbark on her pure white horse. She is wearing a torn brown cloak with a hood, her face is not visible yet she has a very calming feel to her presence. Once arriving at the local tavern she strings up her horse, and makes her way inside. She enter with caution assessing her surroundings before taking a seat at the bar. As she puts one had on the bar a first glimpse of her pale, pure skin is seen. She coughs slightly to get the barman's attention.
'How may I hep you miss?' He smiles kindly to her.
'Could I please have a glass of mineral water?' Her voice is kind but a little anxious as she continues to look around her. The barman notices this and bows to her respectively before fetching her a cold glass of mineral water. The girl remains at the bar but continuously feels her anxiety mounting higher and higher, she jumps as she feels someone touch her hand.
'Hey there pretty thing. I've not seen you here before.' A slimy voice comes from over her shoulder as she backs away from the drunk.
'Please leave me be I am not looking for any trouble...' Her voice trembles as she feels a pair of hands on her waist. She turns around to see another drunk smiling at her with a strong stench of alcohol enveloping her nose. A gun shot is heard and the girl makes her back to the bar.
'Come on, we only want to see the pretty girls face!' He slurs his words out as he pulls her cloak hood down, this reveals her true identity. 'YOU! You're one of them! Men get your weapons!' The man shouts as an uproar commences, the girl back up to the bar side. We get a first glimpse of her pale face, she has soft long brunette locks which just below her hips, a small button nose and plump rosy pink lips to match. Her eyes are naturally big and hold both a pale pink and unearthly golden colour. Her small figure is hugged by a short white goddess like dress which stops half way up her thigh. Her feet are bare yet there are no scratches nor and dirty on any part of her. The barman stands in defence of the young maiden.
'You shall not hurt this girl!' He yells out while holding a long samurai sword in front of him.
'Her people have killed thousands of us!' The men begin to yell.
'I shall not harm you! I'm only here for a glass of water, I shall be leaving soon! I promise you all, I mean you no harm...' She pleads as they grabs their weapons and begin to slowly creep towards the barman and herself. 'You're harbouring a criminal! You should be put to death!' The men continue to ignore the young girl.
'What is your name?' The young girl looked at the barman with a small frown as she now understood what fate he had accepted for himself. 'I am Eachelle...Daughter of Helorion and Aitra.' She breaths the word out in a small whisper, the man smiles before pushing her out the door. 'Run! I promise to buy you as much time as you need Eachelle!' He yelled as she scrambled onto her horse, she shut her eyes for one moment before throwing a hand forward to him, some small speckles of glitter can be seen floating through the air towards him, he shines and feels his muscles begin to burn with strength, he bows to her before turning back inside the tavern.
Eachelle rides back out towards the forrest with a single tear running from her golden eye.
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So this is my role play idea. The different races available will be Human, Angel and Demon.
I would love to turn this into an actual Roleplay but I want to see what you all think about it before I go ahead and post it.
Character cards will appear as such:
Name: Eachelle
Age: 16
Race: Angel
Parent(s): Helorion and Aitra
Weapons: Dual blades and Angelic bow and arrow
Special Abilities: Can cast spells, only hurts those who wish to harm her (meaning her arrows won't hurt a kind/innocent soul and if her blade happens to wound an innocent they will heal instantly), she can heal mortal wounds and diseases, her voice can manipulate evil and she she has wings in which she can summon and hide when needed.
Appearance: Soft long brunette curls which come down just below her hips, different coloured eyes (Left- Pink, Right- Golden), small button nose, small rosy pink lips, pale complexion, white goddess like dress which stops halfway down her thigh, small yet curvy frame.
Personality: Eachelle is a kind and gentle soul. She tried not to trust people as she always gets hurt or betrayed. She sticks to small towns and forests to avoid conflict and makes friends with animals easily. She will not back out of a fight if someone she considers a friend is in danger, she has never killed before but has mortally wounded an enemy to protect her parents.
Years been in hiding(Angels and Demons)/Years been hunting(Humans): 6
I hope to see some good feedback from you all :3
Thankies and feel free to PM me regarding any information you feel should be added/enhanced.
