[OOC] Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

[Fallenreaper]

@Fallenreaper By title do you mean like 'The Red Bane of Djarkel' or something else.

@Rtron

Something like this:

Ironx Herd

Any prenamed NPCS also fall in this area btw, unless you're told otherwise.

[Demonic Angel]

Hey I hate to bother you guys but can you please put what mission you are on at top of the posts because I'm getting so confused on which posts goes to which mission right now.

[Demonic Angel]

Why hello Sento

[cqbexpt]

Hey I hate to bother you guys but can you please put what mission you are on at top of the posts because I'm getting so confused on which posts goes to which mission right now.

@Demonic Angel

Anything for you

[Fallenreaper]

Anyone bored... feel free to use these images to try out the Creature creation CS on the OP.






In addition, I'll be tossing out some beasties latter for the Hunt crew when a few more make their Intro.

[Luna]

@Konan375 Hey since Summer is with your character what should I do

[Lucius Cypher]

@Sento

We're still parsing out your CS, Sento. While it's not bad, please don't post in the IC just yet. We need to have our other GM looking over it, not to mentioning working out other details of your CS.

[Sento]

@Lucius Cyphersorry I'll remove it

[Lucius Cypher]

It's alright, just give me, Fallen, and Rtron time to look it over, talk to you about things, etc. Pretty good so far, just some more finishing touches

[Konan375]

@Konan375 Hey since Summer is with your character what should I do

@Luna

You could have her be wary of his demonic looking hand or the fact that he looks like a vampire at a glance.

[Sento]

UserName: Sento300

Character name: Lira

Age: 20

Mageblood type: Clima
Favoured Magic Class: Electromancy

Previous Magic training: Novice

Race: Swamp Oc

Appearance: 5 feet 6 inches, tan skin leathery and dried out, dyed light blue hair unkempt but rest firm if not stiffly against her back . natural hair color is silver though depending on lighting some say it's white. length rests just above lower back. Frame thin. Eyes grey with a slight silver lining unfocused but soft and curious (unless mad).Clothing,loincloth and bras. Barefooted her toes long and bottom of feet dirty. Sharp jaw but rounds off in a gentle chin. Skin and face often covered with dirt or mud (greatest sun protection) Figures is an hourglass figure breast size is a breast a B size. Ears have a slight point which twitch from time to time but not noticeably.

Short Bio:She is a swamp orc, how ever considered a weakling among her group due to her blindness. Because of that her experience with magic is low to none at all. Though she had no friends to speak of she did have her mother. They would work together when she was younger and she was taught the basic things. She learned to walk, and to sense some of her surroundings using the sense she did have. She tried to a few times to explain the smell of rain before a storm. How ever she found it difficult to describe properly. Mostly she worked on the small chores or jobs the others had for her or stayed up in a tree, most of the others were either hunting, searching for things or bone. Killing unwanted foes or just keeping guard.Some her age played games some setup to teach some just game. They didn’t let her play, but she wasn’t interested finding the idea of chasing a rabbit around as a silly idea for a game. She was content being in the tree or finding more quiet spots away from the others. There she could listen to the wind catch the breeze and the scents it would carry.

When she was old enough she left her home to flee the feeling of being trapped on terms she wouldn’t return or if she traveled through she would be consider the same as the other adventurers and peddler. Once on her own she went searching for the man who had taught her to sew wondering if there were more things he could teach her or a reason he did teach her. Though she soon found out how chaotic the world outside of her home was, and why they found her weak. She had a habit of falling into things or people because she couldn’t see them. Not to mention the fact she had no money or any other skills beside her domestic skills. Though it didn’t earn her much it allowed her to stay in various places like farms and inns as long as she worked. Usually she stay a day or two and move on. Sometimes they would pay her but most were happy to give her a little food and send her on her way.If she wasn’t working she would survive off the berries and fruits she could find. Telling ripeness quickly was by determined by smell, least after a few fermented fruits which made her dizzy. She really didn’t learn how to hunt there were days when she would find trap animals or carcass of a large cat's prey up in a tree where he sources of meat.

She didn’t really talk to anyone till winter time when a couple who had owned an inn at the base of a mountain took her in. Though she couldn’t recall exactly where she had ended up she did recall getting stuck in a blizzard. She would have been a frozen block of ice if they hadn’t found her in the middle of the street. She had manage to trip on some ice and face plant into the snow. The man of the house had found her on his walk from the store having kicked her with his boot by mistake. She was completely out cold.

She learned how to sew from a traveler that had visited her home when she was younger. He had been the only one so far to approach her. It was one thing she learned that helped keep her alive and not left behind. To pay off her stay she worked at the inn doing once again basic chores usually when it was closed and getting hit in the head by things she became quite good at catching and ducking. She heard of a school from a few people mostly the later stayers who would either be drinking or preparing to leave. When she asked about she got shrugged off. The person was too busy telling his tale then to listen to her. So she quietly worked while listening trying to hear for the name or location of the place. Though she found out quickly it didn’t matter if she had the location she couldn't read a map. She spent a good year asking and searching for the school before she could find it.

Good Attributes: Resourceful, dedicated, good at sewing, has a thirst for knowledge. Skilled in domestic chores, protective, respectful, heighten sense of smell, touch, and hearing. Can tell difference in pitches. Adaptable. Independent can hold her own.

Bad Attributes: Literally blind, Bull headed, snappy when pushed or teased. Too curious for her own good, has a lack of social understanding and cues. She’s an eavesdropper, tentative around older people. Sensitive ears makes to loud or multiple noises give her a headache.Won't ask for help and won't let people deem her helpless.

Secret Word: Rebirth

[Fallenreaper]

UserName: Sento300

Character name: Lira

Age: 20

Mageblood type: Clima
Favoured Magic Class: Electromancy

Previous Magic training: Novice

Race: Swamp Oc

Appearance: 5 feet 6 inches, tan skin leathery and dried out, dyed light blue hair unkempt but rest firm if not stiffly against her back . natural hair color is silver though depending on lighting some say it's white. length rests just above lower back. Frame thin. Eyes grey with a slight silver lining unfocused but soft and curious (unless mad).Clothing,loincloth and bras. Barefooted her toes long and bottom of feet dirty. Sharp jaw but rounds off in a gentle chin. Skin and face often covered with dirt or mud (greatest sun protection) Figures is an hourglass figure breast size is a breast a B size. Ears have a slight point which twitch from time to time but not noticeably.

Short Bio:She is a swamp orc, how ever considered a weakling among her group due to her blindness. Because of that her experience with magic is low to none at all. Though she had no friends to speak of she did have her mother. They would work together when she was younger and she was taught the basic things. She learned to walk, and to sense some of her surroundings using the sense she did have. She tried to a few times to explain the smell of rain before a storm. How ever she found it difficult to describe properly. Mostly she worked on the small chores or jobs the others had for her or stayed up in a tree, most of the others were either hunting, searching for things or bone. Killing unwanted foes or just keeping guard.Some her age played games some setup to teach some just game. They didn’t let her play, but she wasn’t interested finding the idea of chasing a rabbit around as a silly idea for a game. She was content being in the tree or finding more quiet spots away from the others. There she could listen to the wind catch the breeze and the scents it would carry.

When she was old enough she left her home to flee the feeling of being trapped on terms she wouldn’t return or if she traveled through she would be consider the same as the other adventurers and peddler. Once on her own she went searching for the man who had taught her to sew wondering if there were more things he could teach her or a reason he did teach her. Though she soon found out how chaotic the world outside of her home was, and why they found her weak. She had a habit of falling into things or people because she couldn’t see them. Not to mention the fact she had no money or any other skills beside her domestic skills. Though it didn’t earn her much it allowed her to stay in various places like farms and inns as long as she worked. Usually she stay a day or two and move on. Sometimes they would pay her but most were happy to give her a little food and send her on her way.If she wasn’t working she would survive off the berries and fruits she could find. Telling ripeness quickly was by determined by smell, least after a few fermented fruits which made her dizzy. She really didn’t learn how to hunt there were days when she would find trap animals or carcass of a large cat's prey up in a tree where he sources of meat.

She didn’t really talk to anyone till winter time when a couple who had owned an inn at the base of a mountain took her in. Though she couldn’t recall exactly where she had ended up she did recall getting stuck in a blizzard. She would have been a frozen block of ice if they hadn’t found her in the middle of the street. She had manage to trip on some ice and face plant into the snow. The man of the house had found her on his walk from the store having kicked her with his boot by mistake. She was completely out cold.

She learned how to sew from a traveler that had visited her home when she was younger. He had been the only one so far to approach her. It was one thing she learned that helped keep her alive and not left behind. To pay off her stay she worked at the inn doing once again basic chores usually when it was closed and getting hit in the head by things she became quite good at catching and ducking. She heard of a school from a few people mostly the later stayers who would either be drinking or preparing to leave. When she asked about she got shrugged off. The person was too busy telling his tale then to listen to her. So she quietly worked while listening trying to hear for the name or location of the place. Though she found out quickly it didn’t matter if she had the location she couldn't read a map. She spent a good year asking and searching for the school before she could find it.

Good Attributes: Resourceful, dedicated, good at sewing, has a thirst for knowledge. Skilled in domestic chores, protective, respectful, heighten sense of smell, touch, and hearing. Can tell difference in pitches. Adaptable. Independent can hold her own.

Bad Attributes: Literally blind, Bull headed, snappy when pushed or teased. Too curious for her own good, has a lack of social understanding and cues. She’s an eavesdropper, tentative around older people. Sensitive ears makes to loud or multiple noises give her a headache.Won't ask for help and won't let people deem her helpless.

Secret Word: Rebirth

@Sento

*gives one stamp of approval*

@Lucius Cypher & @Rtron Next!

[Demonic Angel]

Name: Ridge Hound
Class: Medium (Siberian Tiger)
Species type: Trite
Appearance: the bottom middle photo.
Brief on Behavior: Small Groups- These are the most non-aggressive group you will ever run into. There is usually only 1 to 2 total. These are the outcasts. The only reason they are outcasts is because they were either injured or have some type of birth defect.

Average Groups- This is a little lager group that contains about 4 to 6 in numbers. Their aggressive level is moderate but they will attack one certain terms. The ones that reside in the middle of this group is the strongest pairs. The next in front would be the next strongest leaving the the weakest in back.

Large Group- This group is indeed rare. The large group consist of about 8 to 10 Trites. These ones will attack you on sight if you are in their territory. Inside the ring resides the strongest 4. The rest if this group is weaker then them. The reason these Trites are extremely violent is due to how bad the top 4 treat the others.
Location: Mountain Ranges
Extra: - Seconds after birth a Trite's fur hardens much like a porcupine's quills today. Theses creatures are scavengers. The baby's fur is no longer then 5 feet at birth.
- A Trite's top head furs are soft but the rest of their body is hardened. They are able to shoot their fur a very short distance of 3 inches. Trites are social in their groups as well as curious of other species. These creature mate for life and only tend to have only one child.
- In this species the females are darker. They also have the longest fur which is about 15 to 20 feet. They are the smallest but due to their fur people tend to mistake them for males. Female Trites are the most curious about other species since they are to find the food. They are the main distraction when the groups are attacked.
- Males bring the food back towards the home. They also care for the child. They are a lighter color then the females but are a little broader. Since they have lighter fur people mistake them for females. The males are more of the attackers.
- A Trite's claws display their strength. The longer claws are considered the leaders. Theses range from about 25 to 30 feet. The next in powers are about 15 to 20 feet. The weaklings claws range from 0 to 10 depending on how big the group is.

Opinions?

[Fallenreaper]

Alright Peers, Rtron's out sick currently and hopefully it's only for a few days at most. However, that could be wishful thinking. Around Tuesday-Thursday, I'm aiming to make a post for the Hunt to move the scene along. I say this because I'm getting my new glasses Tuesday which means I might or might not be busy adjusting to them first before writing. XD

[Luna]

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You could have her be wary of his demonic looking hand or the fact that he looks like a vampire at a glance.

@Konan375

Summer wouldnt know what a vampire looks like unless she seen Tyral or Lucillia more than she should.

[Demonic Angel]

What if she noticed his pale look

[Konan375]

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Summer wouldnt know what a vampire looks like unless she seen Tyral or Lucillia more than she should.

@Luna

His right hand is also sort of unsettling. It is also about five times larger than his other hand.

[Luna]

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His right hand is also sort of unsettling. It is also about five times larger than his other hand.

@Konan375

Ah I will wait for a post from you or Ryo

[Demonic Angel]

Wait my I ask why it is bigger then the other.

[EliteCommander]

Wait my I ask why it is bigger then the other.

@Demonic Angel

You know, I now have no doubt you're Fallen's sister.