I see that there is some openings for orcs and dwarfs. Do you mind if I put a bid in for an orc?
We have quite a lot of room for orcs. That would be great.
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We have quite a lot of room for orcs. That would be great.
Hey I'm interested in this RP and I have a few ideas for characters. I want to know what is slots are still open?
We do have slots open there is a lot of Demi-humans, Light elves, Humans but we are lacking in the rest especially orcs. We also have a lot of Demon NPCs I added for later RP reasons. I am open to hearing your ideas that are already in your head though.
Caelan Knight
Time: 10 am
Location: Eastern jungle of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: @princess] Sophie @baraquiel Jomari @13org Nuallán @Potter Rosaria @chrysocoma Aurora
Equipment: A D&D miniature, a blunt and the clothes he was given
Caelan smiled at Sophie as she twirled the dress. She had not been super expressive with her words, but he can tell by her genuine expression and the way her eyes lit up that she had been very pleased with the dress. He was happy to have a hand in doing so. It wasn’t long after that Rosaria started to lead them out of the city, which took a few minutes. He had tapped Sophie’s shoulder to get her attention and then walked along.
After they went through the gates of the Kingdom, they moved outside into a wooded area, quickly moving away from the dirt road. The jungle was hot and humid. Caelan was not used to this and it bothered him quite a lot. He didn’t speak much as he was too fascinated with the many different trees and plants. “So… like what kind of animals are here? I can hear a lot but I don’t really see any.” Caelan asked curiously to Rosaria and Nuallán.
Vrexen and The Seven Sins
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"A pleasure… Yes." Vrexen replied softly as the transmission ended. Vrexen stared at the device the holograms had appeared from for a moment. To communicate in such a way was different for the demon not native to this world.
"As our king and queen requested! Summon the Dread Order! The advisor ordered the soldiers stationed within the room. The heavy clanking of boots followed.
It was a sight to see how quickly the soldiers snapped into action, but Vrexen was much more concerned with Myra's gentle touch on his tail. Still unseen. No matter. Vrexen thought as he eyed his tail that started to slowly snake back and forth behind him. He bared his teeth in anticipation. He had done what Lilith had tasked him to do and these creatures would aid in the arrival of more of his brethren to this world.
"Brethren… yes, they will be here quite soon. I wonder who or how many. They will come to this world to aid in conquest." Vrexen said aloud, but more so to inform Myra, who he considered his young sister.
In short time, the Dread Order arrived. Seven cloaked figures in black and red robes appeared, escorting them to a large open room. One of the figures spoke up to the group. “We shall begin now.” The seven figures began raising their hands in the air chanting in an incomprehensible language. The opening of a rift using the powers of dark magic had already been considered dangerous and required dark elves of high magical prowess. The Dread Order were deemed the most powerful practitioners of dark magic on Daka, only falling second to their queen, Amarantha. They were possibly the only ones that could be trusted to successfully open abyssal rifts without being completely overpowered by whatever monstrosity climbed out.
A few moments is all it took before seven dark abyssal rifts formed.
"Yes… Brethren. They're coming!" Vrexen's teeth clenched in his excitement.
The first to arrive was a demon that was slick black in color with wings sprouting from his back and two tails, dawning four horns on his head. This was Pride.
The second to arrive was the demon, Lust, a humanoid-looking demon with perfect porcelain skin and long flowing red hair. She was completely naked and had almost an ethereal look to her.
The third demon to appear from the rifts was known as Envy. They appeared as a pale skinny demon with six arms and many eyes sprouting from their body with a pair of wings.
The fourth demon was Gluttony who emerged from the abyss. This demon was much larger than the previous arrivals, having three large mouths filled with rows of teeth, horns sprouting from his head, and long claws for hands. His skin had a sickening grey color to it and it would take one a moment to locate his eyes.
The fifth Demon stepped forth. Greed. He was covered in gold and other precious gems and metals. He was the smallest of the demons with a crown of horns with long orange hair and torn wings.
The sixth demon, Sloth, was the largest; he was slow to arrive but had to tear the rift open some to fit his body. The sight of this demon was extremely chilling with skin a putrid green color, six spiked crab-like legs, and spikes protruding from everywhere. What may have been the most terrifying part, however, was the large open maw in the center of his stomach. There were teeth everywhere in this thing, but to make things worse were the three tentacle-like protrusions from the center. At the end of these tentacles were womanly figures with fangs and claws.
The final demon to come from the rifts was Wrath. She appeared as a wispy shadowy figure; she had no face but seven eyes looked upon the room. Wrath had two normal-sized arms but one very large clawed arm coming from her right shoulder and another smaller arm on her left shoulder.
Once all of them came through the chanting stopped and the rifts closed.
"Welcome to-"
"Sister…?" The demon interjected before there was a brief silence within the room.
"No! Nooooooo! RAaaaAAAAAAaaaaaah! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! WHY HAVE YOU CURSED ME, MOTHER?! WHA-"
"Vrrrrexenn!" Wrath spoke sharply. Just speaking his name caused the red-faced demon to quit his mad shouting and twitch with anxiety as he looked at the seven powerful demons before him. "Much better. I thought I would have to decorate this room with your innards… I could do it anyway… My that would be a show to put on with the arrival of the Seven Sins of Lilith." A low snicker escaped the monstrosity before a few of the other sins joined with their own snickering.
“Ehem! Welcome greater demons, I will tell you why you are here before us. We want you to seek and hunt our enemies who seek to stop us, in turn, we will help your kind build a new home in Avalia as well as find a more suitable place ourselves.” The advisor said to the seven new demons in the room. Every one of them had their attention towards the advisor, taking in the image of the first dark elf they'd seen in the flesh. Pride stepped forth, towering over the dark elf.
“I, Pride, the greatest of the sins shall purge your enemies, none shall escape. Nobody is greater than I! To prove it so, and it shall be proven, we will spread ourselves across this new realm! As mother wills us.”
"yes this is... Good! That means no sharing with any of you derelicts! Sounds profitable to me." The crown-horned fiend snickered just thinking about the prospects of pillaging this new world.
"Agreed! I can devour all I want and more, alone!" Gluttony piped up with excitement. The other four remained quiet as they schemed in silence.
”These are the current targets.” The advisor said as he showed images of the light elven princesses. “We will update you with more information and other targets as we collect information.” He then put the pictures in his coat. “Take these as well, this is how we will contact each other from now on. I wish you luck.“ The advisor finished giving them all a transmission bracelet.
The sins were escorted out of Malthemoor shortly after, receiving any additional information they might need before they began their hunt.
Within the chamber, Vrexen's twitching ceased. His body was still for just a moment before he trembled with rage.
"MOTHER! MOTHERRRRRR!" He screamed, causing the dark elves in the room to ready their weapons. They found the demon to be out of his wits as he panted aggressively. "I will be better. Vrexen does not need sin to commit violence! Vrexen… Vrexen is violence!"
“There will be much more violence on your path ahead, just avoid doing anything here.” The advisor spoke calmly, giving a smirk to Vrexen.
Trolls
Time: 10 AM
Location: Jungle
Interactions: Annya @princess, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos, Saoirse @Potter, Kharne @Kazemitsu, Raven @Tae
The sounds of cracking branches echoed through the jungle, becoming louder and louder. At first, it would be hard for the group to pinpoint where the sound was coming from as the echoes made it sound like it was surrounding them. As the sounds drew closer, two sets of large footsteps could be heard coming from different angles. Two trolls came bursting through the trees, one from the left of the group and one from behind, skin a mossy green color. They stood well over eleven feet tall and were rather lanky-looking, clawed arms almost dragging on the ground. Their hair was a greenish-black color and matted severely. Around their waist hung little more than a loincloth. They were quite the chilling sight.
The trolls let out a loud battle cry as one on the left charged toward Kharne with a makeshift club, swinging the large piece of wood at the Dragonborn. The second ran at Raven from behind, sweeping her off her feet with his club. He then picked the girl up by her leg, lifting her head to his eye level to get a better look. "No meat but... food." The troll said to the face of the girl looking back at him as he opened his mouth to take a bite.
Basilian, Amarantha, Myra, & Vrexen
Time: 10 am
Location: Amora over Ironhold
The sky was clear but noise filled the air with the whir of the propellers and the sound of speaking on the amora. Anyone that looked above them at the amora flying through the air probably wouldn’t think much of it. They might wonder if there was some noble on the ship but then go about their day. Little would they know that the occupants of said amora were far more dangerous than likely anticipated. Within the belly of the amora resided the most elite guard of the Dark Elves and their leaders.
In a separate room of the amora sat the twins as they discussed the plans for their day. Amarantha casually sipped on a cup of tea as she listened to her brother complain. They’d received word early that morning that King Kasai was willing to hand over the throne, but there were conditions and Basilian wasn’t thrilled. “I do not want to be married to this pathetic king’s mutt of a daughter. I would rather kill myself than stoop to the level of doing such a thing.” The anger bubbled and overflowed on his face at the thought of such an idea. “I will never marry such a creature, no I will kill her before I do so.” He threw his tea across the room, shattering the cup against the wall. Basilian’s body started to become cloaked in a shadowy aura, his pure hatred toward this plan showed and it was not pleasant.
”So dramatic.” Amarantha sighed as she sat her cup down and looked at her brother. ”Calm down, it’s not the end of the world. It’s merely a political move to solidify your rule over the city. Not everything can always be murder and force, some things have to be handled delicately.” She paused for a moment as she called someone in to clean up the mess Basilian had made. Once that was being taken care of she continued. ”I don’t even understand what the big deal is anyway, it’s just a marriage. You don’t even have to fuck her if you don’t want. We can orchestrate a little accident after the marriage too, then you have a legitimate claim to the throne.” She picked her tea back up now, sipping on it again.
The shadowy aura dissipated from Basilian “The problem is that I need to be associated with a Demi-human. I completely disagree with this arrangement but you have points.” He leaned back on his throne. As one of the elite guard stepped into the room with a message. “Your Highnesses, I come with a message from General Dreadclaw. It seems his daughter, Nimueh, is heading to the Roshmi palace in order to prepare for your arrival. She shall be seizing control of Roshmi’s military for you.”
So the child was grown now and beginning to make a name for herself. ”Very good, thank you.” Amarantha responded with a nod, but it seemed like that wasn’t all as the man opened his mouth to speak again. ”We also have a transmission coming through for you from back at the palace. Apparently, there is someone who wishes to speak to you.” Basilian spoke up. “Send it through immediately.” He ordered, having someone directly contact them now must be important. Moments later, Basilian and Amarantha both received a call on their bracelets answering it. “Yes, What is the situation?” Basilian questioned the diplomatic advisor on the other end. “We have someone here wanting to speak directly to your Highnesses.” The advisor saluted. ”Well go on then, send them through.”
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Meanwhile, in Malthemoor, Myra was extremely nervous as she waited in the room together with Vrexen. She had no idea of when the dragon would appear and if he would be calm or not. Dragons, especially wild ones, were famed for their temper. If that 'twin-headed dragon' didn't like Vrexen's presence, Myra would definitely be in danger as well, being so close to it. They waited and waited, still on high alert but the dragon never came. Instead, another image appeared in the air, just like the previous night when she saw the two dark elves kill the others. Coincidentally or not, the two dark elves that appeared in the image were the same as that time. Strangely enough, even though there didn't seem to be a real dragon, looking at the two dark elves that appeared through the hologram made Myra incredibly nervous, almost as much as the idea that they were about to face a real 'two-headed dragon'. While it didn't take much for anyone to realize that the two were very dangerous, after the image they showed last night, something inside Myra told her that she should definitely be wary of them.
Back inside the amora, the holographic image of the dark elven advisor's head vanished before the projection suddenly displayed the face of the demon known as Vrexen. His eyes studied the two elven rulers, even going as far as to sniff at them in an attempt to catch their scent. Nothing?
“This is your dragon?” Vrexen narrowed his eyes at the two. “Mother would not make such a mistake… Could she? No… Yes… No no, no mistakes from mother. Where is the two-headed dragon of the dark?” He asked the two before him.
“This is no mistake we are the Twin-Headed Dragon. It is a nickname, not an actual dragon. What did you seek to contact us about and who is this mother you speak of?” Basilian answered the strange-looking demon on the other end of the transmission.
Amarantha had quietly studied the demon that appeared before them, watching him sniff the air and speak. He seemed...confused? Interesting. What did he want? Basilian finished speaking, feeling a twinge of annoyance as he revealed they weren’t actual dragons. Perhaps she could still have some fun, though. ”However, if you prefer…” She began as she began to conjure forth shadows, forming them into the twin-headed dragon she’d sent flying around the night before. She made sure it blocked her and Basilian’s form as one head leaned down closer to the holographic form of Vrexen.
Myra couldn't help but move back, wary when Amarantha had suddenly made the image change into the one Myra had in her head when she first heard about the "twin-headed dragon", a huge, two-headed dragon made completely out of shadows. Myra's blood froze and every hair of her body stood up as her instincts told her to immediately get away from the shadows. Even if that was just an image, the shadows were real and something inside of Myra yelled to her that she should avoid even letting those two in the image see her.
”We can speak to you in this form.” The mouth of one of the shadow dragon’s heads opened as if it were speaking. Vrexen just stared silently. Magic had always been a spectacle to watch. The unnatural shaping and weaving of one of reality's very aspects or constructs. His center eye blinked. This was the two-headed dragon of the dark. Not what Vrexen expected, but it was what he sought nevertheless.
“It is unwise to keep one’s eyes off of a powerful female creature. A mother, wife, sister.... or even a daughter. Showing yourself is best.” Myra, who was backed away from the center of the room, afraid of the shadows, couldn't help but to think that one part of what he said was partially directed at her, but no matter what he said, she wouldn't carelessly show herself to those two dark-skinned people, especially those two he was talking with. Not only that but Myra was particularly wary of the female, since she made the dragon from the shadows, meaning that if she wanted, even though they were seeing them just as a projection and not personally, she could potentially try doing something against them.
“Are you fucking wasting our time? I demand you tell us the reason you contacted us.” Basilian said frustrated. “Sister, maybe you should deal with this one before I kill someone.” He turned to face Amarantha.
I WOULD TEAR THE SKIN FROM YOUR FLESH AND BATHE IN YOUR- Vrexen held his violent thoughts back, taking a breath before interjecting.
“No need for me to address her... I am Vrexen, emissary… yes. Emissary to Lilith, the mother of all demons. Blessed or cursed, she recognizes you both as allies, especially in this war that has only just started, yes?” He asked rhetorically. “Through me, she shall reign in many of my brethren to your side. You weave the dark, we thrive in it. Only natural, yes?” As Myra heard Vrexen speaking about his motives, she couldn't help but notice that once again, he mentioned this 'mother' person he spoke so much about. While she had no idea of who it was, it was probably very important to Vrexen, judging how often he mentioned it and how it seemed to guide his actions and choices with that 'mother' always in his mind.
Amarantha smirked at the demon’s words and slowly let the shadows dissipate. ”Come now brother, I like this one.” She said as she grinned at Vrexen, the shadow dragon completely gone, but still tendrils of dark magic danced around her form. Vrexen had earned her respect the moment he’d called her a powerful female. ”I do like this idea of an alliance, Vrexen, though I must ask one thing. What shall be the price of this alliance? Is there more to it than just being natural for us to form an alliance?” She truly was just curious about this and the slight narrowing of Vrexen's eyes in response made her even more so. It was clear he intended to make this deal without this question being posed.
"Lilith seeks a home for her children. A true home. She relates your people to her own children… Trapped and forced to adapt to harshness… to violence. Our goal is not so different. Our motives are not so different. In the end, we just want a suitable place to claim as our own. Besides, if your enemies seek otherworldly power, why not you as well? ”Especially if we are willing to lend it."
Basilian spoke up the moment Vrexen and his sister had stopped talking. “I have decided to help you. Demon, may we take this land for ourselves. Advisor, I know you can hear me summon the Dread Order and have preparations to open abyssal rifts. I will end this conversation here. It has been a pleasure doing business.” He finished closing transmission with the demon and the advisor.
Barboda Teff
Time: 10am
Location: Port Vanarosa; The ship.
Interactions: @Tae Lizzie @Benzaiten Éliane @princess Helio @Helo Nym @Infinite Cosmos Tesoro
Equipment:
Barboda had spent the time he had in the ship’s kitchen, preparing the most
one could lay their eyes upon. He had laid out plates of the food on the table in the living quarters inside the ship. As he delicately placed the final touches on his dishes, he exclaimed,“Voilà!”
He walked up the stairs, the sea breeze hitting him as he came to the deck. He watched as finally, the others began to make their way on the ship. He waited for Lizzie to finish stating her rules. Barboda listened intently. He was content with the rules and voiced aloud once prompted to, “Yes. I have worked on a ship before.”
”As you are answering her, please follow me. I have a surprise that needs urgent attending to.”Barboda gestured for them to follow, then he moved down under the deck. He then gestured to the table of food. There was a colorful salad with all sorts of vegetables and fruits. Steaming chicken wings and legs were on a plate. The smell of the perfectly cooked meat filled the room. Cheesy bread and a small pastry could be found as well. The glazed steak was on another plate and a huge plate of Sarelion was on display in the middle. Everything was wonderfully seasoned and expertly prepared.
He looked at them, ”Also, I saw a man in the cargo hold inside a metal cage. I am going to go inspect him now. I had initially ignored him as I was too busy cooking.” Barboda wasted no time abruptly going deeper into the ship away from the others. Once he reached the bottom he approached the cage and locked eyes with the black-haired elf. ”What is your name and why are you imprisoned?”
Caelan Knight
Time: 10 am
Location: Sun Elf Castle Hall
Interactions: @princess] Sophie @baraquiel Jomari @13org Nuallán @Potter Rosaria @chrysocoma Aurora
Equipment: A D&D miniature, a blunt and the clothes he was given
Caelan watched Nuallán wiggle his ears and nodded his appreciation. ”Well not all humans can! I’m special. Most of our species evolved out of the use of moving our ears.” He then smiled and laughed awkwardly at his statement. Being wished luck in courting was an odd thing and he hadn’t expected the comment. Luckily for him, Rosaria ended up buying the dress. She handed it to him and he thanked her, taking it in his hands. Before he could do much else, he was surprised to see another elf come bounding toward them, asking to join. Rosaria and Nuallán reacted positively and addressed her as Aurora.
He waved to the newcomer with a smile. ”Hey! I’m Caelan. Glad you’re joining us. It’s nice to meet you, Aurora.” Caelan then moved over to Sophie’s side. ”Hey Sophie. I have something for you.” He then handed her the dress, ”I saw you looking at this and I figured you liked it.”
The Joverine Boar
Time:10am
Location: By Riverport
Interaction:@Infinite Cosmos Orenn
The boar took the axe to its side but not without clipping Orenn’s leg with its sharp tusk. The creature squealed in pain from the wound, blood spilling down its side. It ran past him, soon turning back towards him. Filled with adrenaline, it charged again, this time heading directly towards him, aiming to swing its tusks into Orenn’s torso.
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