AdvancedJ3lly

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

@Lord Zee Unfortunately, I don't think I have time to participate in this roleplay at the moment. A lot of other things are taking priority right now and I haven't been able to find time for this. I'm really sorry.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

Sorry, this weekend is turning out to be a lot busier than I thought it would be.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

Im working on a post for Elodia. I think she'll be going for the blade, Vasilis.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

I'm leaning towards the blade or breastplate at the moment.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

I somehow managed to really mess up my post copy-pasting it in from a text document. I think it's fixed now, apologies to anyone who might've seen that amazing error...

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

Elodia had never imagined she would step foot in the capital city of the Empire. She had heard of Dramon before in passing, from the occasional traveler or merchant, but never had been able to picture it in her mind. Cities were little more than a distant concept to her, a place strange people claim to be going to or coming from, and little else. Whatever she had thought it might be like was nothing like the reality. It was all so overwhelming, the labyrinth of stone buildings, paved roads, narrow alleys, colorful markets, endless crowds surging through it all. It was so different from the village she had been raised in or the silent, peaceful forests that she now called her home.

Her escorts kept her from being swept away in the crowds or becoming lost. The had nearly turned her away at first, until she handed them the letter. That had changed their attitudes almost as quickly as it had the street vendor she had asked for directions an hour earlier. Her eyes wandered as they walked, taking in the new sights, the people. There were so many, more than she had ever seen in one place before, perhaps more than she had ever seen in any place at all. Many of them were refugees, like herself, shuffling about with somber, defeated expressions. She felt a pang of sadness at that realization and looked away, focusing on the path ahead.

The trip through the city did little to prepare her for the palace itself. It reminded her of the old stone temple she had visited once as a child with her mother, though only in the most rudimentary way. While that small church had been constructed of rough grey bricks and dark stained glass, this place was crafted of perfectly smooth marble and brilliant colors, with enough space that it might have been built for giants to roam its halls. She smiled at the fantasy for a moment, picturing how someone the height of two men might be around the next corner or through the next massive doorway, going about his normal business. What might a giant's normal business be, running an Empire?

Then she passed through another portal and found herself in a chamber greater than the others. A handful of others stood around her now, people like herself that didn't belong, standing before a man that Elodia assumed was the Emperor or someone of equal importance, based on his throne and attire. He was speaking, but her attention was immediately drawn elsewhere. Her eyes settled on the green-skinned woman that stood a full two heads above all else in attendance and she froze in surprise for a moment. Maybe giants ruling this place wasn't such a ridiculous idea...

"Coin will also be provided for you and a horse each. Now are there any questions?" The man said, pulling her out of her imagination again.

She looked over all of the others, lingering on the tall woman for a moment longer than the rest, and waited for someone to speak up.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

Elodia

Name: Elodia, Warden of the West Marches

Age: 29

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Appearance:
Elodia is average in height, neither notably taller nor shorter than most, with a body that is lean and muscular as a result of her nomadic lifestyle. She typically wears simple, sturdy clothing of rough fabric and warm furs.

Backstory:
Elodia was born in a small village located on the western edge of the Empire. Her father was a soldier and her mother was from a family of poor farmers. In Elodia's earliest years, her mother was her sole guardian while her father was away. Her mother struggled to care for her, made worse when their village came under threat from bandits, as it was too minor and remote to warrant the attention of the Empire.

Her father returned permenantly to his family before Elodia's fifth winter, having seen enough marching for one lifetime. He exchanged his war bow for a hunting one, using the skills he had acquired in the army to provide for his family. He kept his family well fed and clothed and whatever they had to spare was given to others in their village who were not as fortunate. When bandits threatened his community, they returned to their camps with a few missing from their number. He was as much a father to the village as he was to his precious little Elodia. But to her, he was the greatest hero the world had ever known.

When she was strong enough to draw back a bowstring she was joining her father on his hunts. The forest became a second home to her, much as it had for her father. He slowly began imparting his knowledge onto her and, when she reached adulthood, she was already a proficient hunter and ranger. Without a family of her own to root her in place, she began to wander the frontier. She traveled from village to village, aiding the people where she could as her father had done before her and occasionally returning home to visit her aging parents. When they eventually passed, she had little reason to return. She and the others like her were given the name Wardens by the villages under their protection, a title she wears as a badge of honor.

Then the Scorned appeared. They were a threat the Wardens had little hope of delaying, and when the monstrosities approached, word spread quickly. They hastened to their villages to warn their people and Elodia returned to her home for the first time since her parents' passing. They joined the already growing number of refugees displaced from their homes, fleeing East towards the capital. Elodia went with her village, acting as their guardian and guide along the road.

Magical Abilities: None

Combat Abilities:
-Archer: Elodia is skilled with a bow, having been trained in its use since childhood.
-Ranger: The wilderness is home to Elodia, and she is a knowledgeable tracker, hunter, and survivalist in the outdoors.
-Athletic: Elodia's lifestyle has ensured she has maintained a more athletic physique compared to most.

Artifact: We shall see.

Motive: Elodia seeks to protect her people from the Scorned and take back the land overrun by their corrupting blight so they might return to their homes.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

@Lord Zee Unfortunately, I've had a few things come up and haven't been able to put a character together yet. I'll try to find time in the next day or two if that's alright.

The Fall of Scorned [A Fantasy Adventure]

Room for one more?

Warhammer 40K: Knives in the Dark - An Only War/Guard RP

@Jbcool Still planning on posting?