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You and your friends are apart of StarterGuild, placed directly in Reburu1 Village. It is your job to do low-level quests that do not drive a story, that do not have bosses, and definitely do not have relevance to any place that isn't Reburu1. But your GuildMaster wants more than that. He wants the guild to be powerful and a force to be reckoned with. Alas, the only way to accomplish that is to prove it by taking on a high-level boss, something low-levels are urged not to do. But this guild is ballsy, so of course it's gonna try it. And of course the second the GuildMaster thinks of doing it Forafi Castle is taken over by a level 50 demon. He sends you and your friends- a team if there ever was one- on a quest to kill this demon and take back Forafi Castle! but something feels... off... like someone is watching.

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Appearance:
Personality:
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Power(s):
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1. No God-modding, auto-hitting, or meta-gaming.
2. Be kind in and out of character; if you have nothing nice to say then ignore the character trying to talk to you and move on. This isn't a reason to ignore people, however.
3. Have fun!
4. New rules will be added whenever, so keep a look out.
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Name: Omitus

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Appearance: 6' tall, with short kept black hair. Facial stubble but nothing more or nothing less seems to grow, save his wicked sideburns. Prefers black or brown clothes and is not very largely built, but has well developed muscle none the less. Never really considered to be the most attractive kid, but hes certainly not ugly.

Personality: Laughs and talks as much as he can, tries to make light out of even the darkest situations and has a generally upbeat mood. Not afraid to tell the truth, no matter how brutal or great it is. Jokes around probably more then he should.

History: Nothing short f a smart kid around dumb things. He was always bored as a child, simple maths and science became almost instantly learned to him, and because of that school and learning at the guild became fast things. He joined the starter guild as soon as he became of age, like his GuildMaster he too wanted something more.

Power(s): A very persuasive personality and can very easily manipulate situations with his words. Is unusually fast and reactive, and has the power to go invisible for as long as he can hold his breath, a power that makes him an effective assassin and dueler

Weapon(s): Prefers shorter swords, weapons in general that can keep up with the speed of the user. Fastest draw for knives and adept at throwing them, can wield a bow if need be.

Skills: Lock picking, pick pocketing and general thievery became a fun pastime while he was bored out of his mind at school. Can climb an almost vertical smooth wall, and can see clearly in the dark.

If anything else is needed or has to be changed please tell me. I look forward to this RP!
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Name: Aleks Erens

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance: Aleks has a head of wavy, red hair and stand at 5'5". She has only one blue-grey eye, her right one. The place where her left one should be is hidden by an eye patch. Her clothes usually consist of anything green or brown, her long brown coat, and some light armor. There's a series of tattoos that travel from her neck to her left arm.

Personality: She's overly confident, short-tempered, and a bit arrogant. However, she usually thinks her actions through before before she does them. Er, for the most part at least. She's blunt and enjoys throwing cynical teases at friends, no matter how insensitive it can be. Aleks can be a serious jerk, but she knows when to shut up. She enjoys drinking and battling. She's very sensitive about her left eye (or lack of the) and will quickly try to get away from the person commenting on it or change the subject. She can be very generous and will always try to help people, especially little kids.

Sob Story History: hur prnts mrdrd by evl munsturs lik if u cri evrytim
Out of her eight siblings, Aleks was the youngest and quietest. She usually spent her days all by herself, wandering around and just silently observing the world around her. No one bothered her and she bothered no one. Albeit a little lonely, it was a peaceful life.

When Aleks was around eight, she wandered into the woods behind her family's house. She was constantly told not to enter, yet there was something about those woods that day that called to her.
The deeper she walked through the forest, the scarier and darker things became. Beginning to panic, little Aleks started to run home. She had almost reached the end, but not before a monster attacked her. Aleks managed to get away losing something vital in the process:

Her pride.

Oh, uh, and her left eye.

When Aleks was healed, her family was concerned that she would grow up scared of everything around her due to the attack.
Instead of growing up scared and even more quiet, Aleks grew angry. She grew angry at how she hadn't fought back. At how she was easily bested. At how something that was easily a level-1 beast took her eye! Over time, that anger turned to courage and confidence. Aleks began training to fight and eventually joined the guild.

The once silent lamb had become a roaring lion.

Power(s): She can MANIPULATE TIME AND SPACE summon small fire balls and manipulate flames, but it usually takes up a large portion of energy and leave her exhausted.

Weapon(s): Her fire and a cross bow. For melee fighting she carries a scimitar and a dagger.

Skills: She's skilled with long ranged weapons, has excellent hearing, and can drink quite a few glasses of rum without getting drunken enough to pass out.
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Name: Aleks ErensAge: 24Gender: FemaleAppearance: Aleks has a head of wavy, red hair and stand at 5'5". She has only one blue-grey eye, her right one. The place where her left one should be is hidden by an eye patch. Her clothes usually consist of anything green or brown, her long brown coat, and some light armor. There's a series of tattoos that travel from her neck to her left arm.Personality: She's overly confident, easily annoyed, and a bit arrogant, but she usually thinks things through. For the most part at least. She's blunt and enjoys throwing cynical teases at friends. Aleks can be a serious jerk, but she knows when to shut up. She enjoys drinking and battling. She's very sensitive about her left eye (or lack of the) and will quickly try to get away from the person commenting on it or change the subject. She's very generous and will always try to help people. History: Out of her eight siblings, Aleks was the youngest and quietest. She usually spent her days all by herself, wandering around and just silently observing the world around her. No one bothered and she bothered no one. Albeit a little lonely, it was a peaceful life.When Aleks was around eight, she wandered into the woods behind her family's house. She was constantly told not to enter, yet there was something about those woods that day that called to her.The deeper she walked through the forest, the scarier and darker things became. Beginning to panic, little Aleks started to run home. She had almost reached the end, but not before a monster attacked her. Aleks managed to get away losing something vital in the process:Her pride.Oh, uh, and her left eye.When Aleks was healed, her family was concerned that she would grow up scared of everything around her due to the attack.Instead of growing up scared and even more quiet, Aleks grew angry. She grew angry at how she hadn't fought back. At how she was easily bested. At how something that was easily a level-1 beast took her eye! Over time, that anger turned to courage and confidence. Aleks began training to fight and eventually joined the guild.The once silent lamb had become a roaring lion.Power(s): She can summon small fire balls and manipulate flames, but it usually takes up a large portion of energy and leave her exhausted.Weapon(s): Her fire and a cross bow. For melee fighting she carries a scimitar and a dagger.Skills: She's skilled with long ranged weapons, has excellent hearing, and can drink quite a few glasses of rum without getting drunken enough to pass out.


Lol, that's why she's in the StarterGuild Accepted!
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Name: OmitusAge: 20Gender: MaleAppearance: 6' tall, with short kept black hair. Facial stubble but nothing more or nothing less seems to grow, save his wicked sideburns. Prefers black or brown clothes and is not very largely built, but has well developed muscle none the less. Never really considered to be the most attractive kid, but hes certainly not ugly.Personality: Laughs and talks as much as he can, tries to make light out of even the darkest situations and has a generally upbeat mood. Not afraid to tell the truth, no matter how brutal or great it is. Jokes around probably more then he should. History: Nothing short f a smart kid around dumb things. He was always bored as a child, simple maths and science became almost instantly learned to him, and because of that school and learning at the guild became fast things. He joined the starter guild as soon as he became of age, like his GuildMaster he too wanted something more.Power(s): A very persuasive personality and can very easily manipulate situations with his words. Is unusually fast and reactive, and has the power to go invisible for as long as he can hold his breath, a power that makes him an effective assassin and duelerWeapon(s): Prefers shorter swords, weapons in general that can keep up with the speed of the user. Fastest draw for knives and adept at throwing them, can wield a bow if need be.Skills: Lock picking, pick pocketing and general thievery became a fun pastime while he was bored out of his mind at school. Can climb an almost vertical smooth wall, and can see clearly in the dark.If anything else is needed or has to be changed please tell me. I look forward to this RP!


Accepted, ELF...
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Accepted, Elf


Pffffft WHAT....no... I have... Ear deformity
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Name: Loquis 'Loque' Sevanthian
Alias: Black Fang
 Age: 31
 Race: Tauren elf
Gender: Male
Homeland:  The lands of Tauræ
Appearance: His tall and muscular frame is hidden underneath his robes, he has a small scar on is left cheek. He has dark black hair and a carefully trimmed goatee. 
Skill Set: He has connections around the country even over seas, which makes him keen on news that is of any importance. His capabilities as in torture rival that of his gift for politics. 
Personality: He is clever and will offer his help to all if only to establish a relationship or to gain a favor from someone..
Background: Born under a well known house that controlled the shores of Tauræ. His father was rich man who had his gold in the pockets of every city official. Loque grew in a priveleged life, never wanting nor caring much for others however his mother did a great deal. She was a charitable woman of high born stature and often visited the slums of the city to spread the wealth that she enjoyed, she took no guard with her nor any means of defending herself. One day she ventured into the slums during a horrid outbreak of the red plague, she came home accompanied by her hand maidens they flocked around her fanning her. She coughed and wretched her face a feverish red, the instant Loque's father saw her he recognized the plague. Servants were sent out to find a doctor, a healer, a sorcerer, anyome who could cure her. Rewards were offered but no one dared come near those afflicted by the red plague. Within a number of hours his mother was dead, nothing could have saved her no man nor magic. At seventeen he had lost his mother. 10 years later he had established himself as a capable fighter and politician, he was the city treasurer under his fathers guidance and enjoyed his job. Since his mothers death he had taken up the cause of distributing wealth to those less fortunate, he spent his wealth on things for himself as well as others. One night he slept in his chamber which looked over the seas just outside the city, he was woken at the sound of alarm bells. He sprang from his bed to his balcony, he looked out into the bay and saw lights on the water. He watched as the lights grew larger, the bells wringing still. He grimaced as he realized the lights were not lights but stones coated in flames, the lights struck the walls of the city some flew over the wall and landed in the city. He felt the floor as each struck. He ran from his bed room to his living room and threw open the doors to his armor cabinet. He grabbed his armor and strapped it on his body. He strapped his sheathe to his waste, he brought his sword out and swung it through the air in one hand, he smiled as it reflected light off its blade. He put it back in its sheathe as he reached for his quiver. His hand clasped around embroidered leather strap, he pulled the quiver over his shoulder and heard the arrows in it clink together. He grabbed his longbow and pulled its string back to its full length then slowly let it snap into place. With that Loque left the building and moved onto the street, the city was in ruin buildings burning raiders running about swords and axes drawn. Loque fought his way through the chaos to a secret dock only few smugglers knew of. He had a ship and a crew stationed there, he knew none of them but he knew how much trust to place in a sailor bought by gold. Loque and his crew sailed from the harbor and into the night, careful to keep no light visible. He watched as the city fell, the flames rose illuminating the night sky. He sailed from his homeland with as much gold as his ship could bare, eventually finding a new place to call home. Since then he has funded the exploits of many adventurers and groups.
Unique Abilities: He is a gifted swordsman but prefers a bow for its silence and speed. He has practiced as an archer for as long as he has been capable, he can ensure that his arrows find there mark. He also is very persuasive when he needs to be.
Other: He is a functioning drunk.
Height/Weight: 6'1 197lbs
Outfit: His politicians clothing consists of a dark green roab with a blackmtrim, sometimes he can be seen wearing a dark black cloak over his armor. This attire is used when he heads into combat. 
Hunting Gear: He wields a longbow and short gladius sword. He wears armor resembling his sigil, the wolf. A growling wolf face on either shoulder with no sleeves but gauntlets that covers the top of his hands. 
Likes/Dislikes: Ale, women, and gold. His dislikes are few but one he especially despises those who are disloyal.
Occupation: A previous member of a swordsmans guild he spent some time as a sell sword before getting into politics.
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Hi.
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BrobyDDark said
Accepted!


WOOOOOT YEAH!
*cough* I, uh, mean...cool, cool. Thanks. B)

HellHoundWoof said
Hi.


'Eeeeey!
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A pleasure to meet you master of RCs
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A pleasure to meet you master of RCs


Ditto, Hells of hounds of woofs.
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A better one would have been, hound of hell.
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A better one would have been, hound of hell.


True, plus it saves a heck of a lot of time typing.
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Name: Loquis 'Loque' SevanthianAlias: Black Fang Age: 31 Race: Tauren elfGender: MaleHomeland:  The lands of TauræAppearance: His tall and muscular frame is hidden underneath his robes, he has a small scar on is left cheek. He has dark black hair and a carefully trimmed goatee. Skill Set: He has connections around the country even over seas, which makes him keen on news that is of any importance. His capabilities as in torture rival that of his gift for politics. Personality: He is clever and will offer his help to all if only to establish a relationship or to gain a favor from someone..Background: Born under a well known house that controlled the shores of Tauræ. His father was rich man who had his gold in the pockets of every city official. Loque grew in a priveleged life, never wanting nor caring much for others however his mother did a great deal. She was a charitable woman of high born stature and often visited the slums of the city to spread the wealth that she enjoyed, she took no guard with her nor any means of defending herself. One day she ventured into the slums during a horrid outbreak of the red plague, she came home accompanied by her hand maidens they flocked around her fanning her. She coughed and wretched her face a feverish red, the instant Loque's father saw her he recognized the plague. Servants were sent out to find a doctor, a healer, a sorcerer, anyome who could cure her. Rewards were offered but no one dared come near those afflicted by the red plague. Within a number of hours his mother was dead, nothing could have saved her no man nor magic. At seventeen he had lost his mother. 10 years later he had established himself as a capable fighter and politician, he was the city treasurer under his fathers guidance and enjoyed his job. Since his mothers death he had taken up the cause of distributing wealth to those less fortunate, he spent his wealth on things for himself as well as others. One night he slept in his chamber which looked over the seas just outside the city, he was woken at the sound of alarm bells. He sprang from his bed to his balcony, he looked out into the bay and saw lights on the water. He watched as the lights grew larger, the bells wringing still. He grimaced as he realized the lights were not lights but stones coated in flames, the lights struck the walls of the city some flew over the wall and landed in the city. He felt the floor as each struck. He ran from his bed room to his living room and threw open the doors to his armor cabinet. He grabbed his armor and strapped it on his body. He strapped his sheathe to his waste, he brought his sword out and swung it through the air in one hand, he smiled as it reflected light off its blade. He put it back in its sheathe as he reached for his quiver. His hand clasped around embroidered leather strap, he pulled the quiver over his shoulder and heard the arrows in it clink together. He grabbed his longbow and pulled its string back to its full length then slowly let it snap into place. With that Loque left the building and moved onto the street, the city was in ruin buildings burning raiders running about swords and axes drawn. Loque fought his way through the chaos to a secret dock only few smugglers knew of. He had a ship and a crew stationed there, he knew none of them but he knew how much trust to place in a sailor bought by gold. Loque and his crew sailed from the harbor and into the night, careful to keep no light visible. He watched as the city fell, the flames rose illuminating the night sky. He sailed from his homeland with as much gold as his ship could bare, eventually finding a new place to call home. Since then he has funded the exploits of many adventurers and groups.Unique Abilities: He is a gifted swordsman but prefers a bow for its silence and speed. He has practiced as an archer for as long as he has been capable, he can ensure that his arrows find there mark. He also is very persuasive when he needs to be.Other: He is a functioning drunk. Height/Weight: 6'1 197lbsOutfit: His politicians clothing consists of a dark green roab with a blackmtrim, sometimes he can be seen wearing a dark black cloak over his armor. This attire is used when he heads into combat. Hunting Gear: He wields a longbow and short gladius sword. He wears armor resembling his sigil, the wolf. A growling wolf face on either shoulder with no sleeves but gauntlets that covers the top of his hands. Likes/Dislikes: Ale, women, and gold. His dislikes are few but one he especially despises those who are disloyal.Occupation: A previous member of a swordsmans guild he spent some time as a sell sword before getting into politics.


mywrathisincurredelf...... Accepted anyway.
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Incurredelf?
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Incurredelf?


my wrath has been incurredelf. yes.
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Bumping this
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I'm interested. But should I go with jolly pirate or cryptic knight type?
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CS:
Sorry for the 4 days delay I thought everything was dead

Name: Hawk Charles
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Brown Hair tied in a ponytail, Size of 1m and 70cm, brown eyes, wears a simple white shirt,black pants and shoes.
Personality:
(excuse plot) History:
Hawk is just a guy who enjoys advedntures, so that's the reason he entered the guild.

Power(s):
Uses the Element of wind to his Advantage, like increasing his speed and jumping abilities and the reach of his weapons

Weapon(s):
Two Knives he calls his wings

Skills:
Jungle surviving skills
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