Bastian

Star Wars: Aeons

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The truth in our soul,
Is that nothing is true.
The question of life
Is what then do we do?

- Fragmented Passage, Journal of the Whills

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Overview:

It has been over 150 years since the decisive victory by the Resistance and its allies over the Sith Eternal at Exegol. On that fateful day, the Galaxy was at last freed fully from the corrupting influence of the Sith. In the years that followed, an uneasy peace settled over the surviving worlds and peoples. Old enemies laid down their arms and clasped hands. New Galactic boundaries were drawn, not with fire but with the oaths of allies. The Galactic Federation of Free Alliances - more commonly known simply as the Galactic Alliance - was born out of the shattered remains of the Old Empire and the New Republic and spread its vast arms across all of known space, ruling through the combined input of the leaders of these humbled powers. Small conflicts flared occasionally, though they were quickly put down by the strong arm and watchful eyes of Jedi Grandmaster Rey Skywalker, her burgeoning new Jedi Order, and the Galactic Alliance Guard.

In these long and untroubled years, the monstrous and brutal acts of the Sith faded at first to distant memories, and then to legend. However, the few and the wise know that there is always a bit of truth in Legends…

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Guidelines:

This roleplay takes place in the somewhat-distant, somewhat-near future of the Star Wars universe, after the Skywalker Saga has concluded and most if not all of the characters we know well from the movies and shows are long gone. As such, it is a reboot of sorts, and I intend to make the most of it. I have and will continue to incorporate the best elements from the current canon as well as the Legends or Expanded Universe canon, alongside my own original creations. Generally, movie canon will take priority in establishing the timeline of events and Legends material will be adapted to fill out the empty spaces as needed.

The Star Wars Galaxy is a big, big place. This roleplay is intended to let you, the players, explore it at whatever pace you desire. There will be a main story with a lot going on, but progressing your own side plots and character-to-character interactions is both allowed and encouraged. That said, here are some guidelines:

1. As stated above, this is a relatively open-ended experience. I'll try to keep an updated summary of main-plot events for newcomers, but there won't be a cap on number of players. Anyone can join in at any time.

2. As this is a casual roleplay, I won't be demanding super high-effort posts, but I would appreciate at least one or two detailed paragraphs.

3. Characters of all occupations and backgrounds are allowed (as long as they're lore-friendly), with Jedi characters encouraged as there's going to be some Force-heavy events happening quite early on.

4. Though all kinds of characters are welcome, power scaling should be kept in mind. If you're going to make a Jedi character, for example, they should probably be a Padawan or a younger, more inexperienced knight and not the second coming of Anakin Skywalker.

5. Please try to post at least once a week or so, so that you don't get left behind!

6. Don't feel intimidated if you don't know a lot about Star Wars, the Legends continuity, or anything like that. I've deliberately set things in a timeline where nothing necessarily has to adhere strictly to any established continuity. If you even have an inkling that you think you'd enjoy this story, I encourage you to participate!

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Lore

The Galactic Alliance

After the near-total collapse of the New Republic and the brief reign of the First Order, the Galaxy was left rudderless. Hope came from an unexpected place: the Empire - or what was left of it. Even as the First Order rose to prominence, a small number of the Imperial Remnants scattered around the Galaxy refused to integrate into to this new, fanatical regime. Coming together into a unified whole again under the firm direction of a respected officer, Admiral Gilad Pellaeon, the Imperial Remnant offered assistance to the scattered New Republic Military in restoring order and providing supplies and relief to their many war-torn systems, as well as defending against the remaining First Order and Sith Eternal forces. Over time, the Empire and the Republic convened on Coruscant to write a new treaty, the results of which formed the Galactic Alliance.

The New Jedi Order

After some time spent wandering the Galaxy, the only surviving Jedi, Rey, resolved to continue her master's mission of rebuilding the Jedi. With her constant companion Finn at her side, she established a small Jedi Academy on D'Qar, the forest world that once served as the main base of operations for the Resistance. Though plagued by many troubles over the years, Rey eventually succeeded at restoring the Jedi to their former glory, and before she passed on the mantle of Jedi Grandmaster also traveled to Coruscant to restore the Jedi Temple and remove the lasting touches of the Emperor's influence over the structure.

Today, the New Jedi Order once again serves as one of the main peacekeeping and diplomatic elements of the Galactic Alliance. Though their numbers are few, their deeds are legendary.

The New Jedi Order practices what Rey named 'the Skywalker Doctrine.' Jedi of the New Order are not forbidden from attachment as the Jedi of old were. Instead, Jedi are encouraged to find balance in their lives through the strength that their friends and loved ones provide, and are cautioned firmly on controlling grief and seeking vengeance should the worst come to pass.

Reconstituted Mandalorians

After being massacred and scattered by the forces of the Galactic Empire, the Mandalorians were left adrift for many years. They were restored to their former glory by onetime bounty hunter Din Djarin, the first new Mand'alor. The new Mandalorians are understandably distrusting of Galaxy-spanning regimes, and refuse to incorporate into the Galactic Alliance in any form. As such, Mandalorian Space operates on its own terms.

Lando's Privateers

Hutt Space was particularly devastated by the brief reign of the First Order, and the Hutts gradually lost control over many systems. Today, the territory is fractured, with a large chunk ruled independently by the group of merchants, ideologues and rogue planetary governors known as the Free Outer Rim Territories. Though each member world of this coalition is independent of any central governing body, the Heads of State of each meet and make collective policy decisions as the Free Council.

Because the Territories lack any standing army, they are protected by the militia known as Lando's Privateers, a motley assortment of smugglers, mercenaries and bounty hunters headed by the legendary "Gentleman Pirate," Valt Wendyn. The group is named in honor of late Rebel war hero and famous smuggler-turned statesman Lando Calrissian who, while not affiliated with them in any way, serves as an inspiration to all aspiring do-gooders, rogues and upwardly-mobile schemers in the criminal underworld of the Galaxy.

More lore coming soon!

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If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask! All the information and the roleplay guidelines on this post are subject to change if need be.

If there's some decent interest in this, I'll get right to work on an OOC post with a character sheet, as well as a Discord for the RP.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

@Bastian Right now we have two others in queue. You're welcome to be next in line if the others aren't interested.

@Spiffy

Sure, sounds good!

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Any chance y'all are taking some new characters in here?

The Yurazen Prince - A Tale of Redwall

Damn, I wish I had A) seen this roleplay earlier and B) retained some more knowledge of the world of Redwall than I have. I loved these books as a kid. Doubt I'd be able to join, but I'll be reading along.

The Hourglass Order

Selio Taraves

Great beams of sunlight were already slanting down through the windows by the time Selio slowly sat up in bed. He looked around a moment and stretched leisurely, still feeling the hold of sleep firmly on his mind. After all this time, it seemed funny that waking up in a timely fashion remained one of his most bitter struggles.

He paused a second to reflect on all that had happened yesterday. As someone that had experienced precious little pomp and ceremony in his life, the proceedings in the ceremony had been staggering. The roar of the crowds, the cacophony of the bells - it had made him feel small in an entirely different and unfamiliar way than he was used to. Standing out amidst the dunes in their heights evoked wonder, yes, but only one other time in his life had he felt so... scrutinized. He had hardly spoken to anyone the entire day, too busy drinking in the sights and sounds of the unfamiliar green land with its tall silvery stone structures. Pentads, the buildings of the academy itself dwarfed the low, practical sandstone buildings of his family's villa four or five times over. Afterwards, he had been so exhausted that he had gone to bed right after they had all supped, and probably not moved a hair since just now.

The soft sound of voices downstairs caught his ear. Right. He was here to work, first and foremost. Damn the city and all its colors for the moment - it was time to learn a little more about the people he would be learning with. And maybe take some time to address some other needs as well, he though wryly as his stomach rumbled in response to the smells of food wafting up the stairs.

He rose and began to dress, taking care not to make too much noise - his roommate was still abed, a chaotic tangle of limbs and sheets that didn't look like it was going to be undone any time soon. A loose-fitting white shirt went on over his head, and then was buckled securely to his waist with a wide belt. He slipped his feet into a supple pair of long boots, taking a moment to work his feet firmly and comfortably into the soles.

As Selio creaked his way down the staircase, the conversation became a little easier to pick out. Something about when the classes would start? He hesitated for just a second on the final step. Two students were up, it seemed, speaking to the Zeno himself. He recalled meeting them both yesterday, now that he thought on it, but given his preoccupation he hadn't paid them as much attention as he should have. There was the smaller Rettanese girl - the one who had just been talking - and what seemed to be a young noblewoman from the far South. His eyes lingered just a bit; he'd never quite seen hair that color before. Striking.

The youth crossed quickly and slipped into the nearest available seat. "Good morning," he said, ducking his head towards his two peers and then inclining his head more deeply and respectfully towards the Zeno. "I hope I did not... cause an interruption." Agh, but Avincian could be a troubling language sometimes. He briefly turned his attention to his breakfast, and took an exploratory bite. Oh. Pentad, preserve me. He didn't realize quite how hungry he actually had been. He took a second, larger bite quickly after the first, then raised his eyes back to the others.

The Hourglass Order

Selio Taraves

Selio Taraves

"In this place, you can either get ahead or get behind. I see too many others just stepping back to bask in how that Gift of theirs makes them feel, and then not even noticing when it starts withering like some plucked flower. They’re getting behind… I’m getting ahead."

16 | Male | Torragonese | Noble | 6.6

P E R S O N A L I T Y

❖ [Ambitious]
❖ [Unyielding]
❖ [Tightly-wound]
❖ [Temperamental]
❖ [Studious]

In contrast to his somewhat undeserved reputation at home as a layabout and a scoundrel, Selio is a rigorous academic that will go to almost any length to see the task in front of him through. It is this determination to succeed that saw his entry to the Ersand’Enise Academy in the first place. This dedication to learning goes hand-in-hand with a ruthlessly competitive spirit and a compulsion to move up in the world. The trouble lies in his reaction to all the stress and pressure that comes with the work he tends to accumulate. At the best of times, the youth has a short temperature and volatile emotions, and he is liable to crack under pressure, making spur-of-the-moment, irrational decisions. In order to burn off stress, he sometimes will make impromptu trips to the seediest part of town he can find and disappear for hours at a time.

Despite this, or perhaps because of it, Selio often desires approval and attention, and he relies on others more than he believes himself to. Those who can tolerate the occasional outburst will find in the young noble a steadfast friend.

At heart, Selio is a healer, but his desire to succeed sometimes trumps his somewhat underdeveloped sense of empathy and he can needlessly complicate situations where his help is unwanted.

C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E

A slight and gangly youth, Selio has already grown to be 5’11” and doesn’t seem to be quite finished growing just yet. He has the typical Torragonese complexion - deeply tanned skin, dark brown eyes and thick black hair. His hair is worn long and usually gathered at the nape of his neck. Selio’s face is long, angular and solemn, which would conceal his emotional nature if not for the near-permanent furrow in his brow.

L A N G U A G E S

Torragonese - Native
Avincian - Fluent
Belzaggic, Revidian - Partial understanding

T H E G I F T

Late into his childhood, Selio’s strong affinity for Binding manifested itself when he accidentally drew magical energy from his surroundings during a game in the sands outside of his family’s estate. Thankfully, no one was injured, and the young Selio was immediately provided with a tutor - the only mage of similar talent in the area, an old and often drunken man who also took over the majority of the boy’s education in mathematics and sciences. Over time, the youth showed a prodigious talent for healing given his magical capacity, and he received rudimentary training in medicine as well. Finally, in the final years before the fateful day when his brother was found murdered, Selio began his studies into chemical magic and the effects various chemical reactions had on the natural world around him. After his brother’s murder, he was no longer able to study magic in his own home, and so upon his enrollment at Ersand’Enise, he promptly took up right where he had left off previously. His primary school is Binding, with a focus on healing, with a secondary study in Chemical Magic, focusing on offense to complement his primary magical weaknesses.

B A C K G R O U N D

At first glance, the nation of Torragon seems daunting in its size and power - a monolith, complete in the function and motivation of all its parts, moving inexorably towards the goals of the crown. From his vantage point in the Torragonese noble class, however, Selio came to have quite a different understanding of his home country - one in which Torragon is a nest of vipers; serpents eating for their own in a climb towards the top of the pile. Selio’s family, the modest House of Taraves, had, over the years, worked its way to the bottom of the pile by accumulating debts and hemorrhaging wealth and territory. Located near the passes into the arid northern sands, the Taraves’ territory had few subjects and little in the way of natural resources. They had managed to stay afloat, unlike those sent to settle the desert itself, though just barely.

There was one hope for redemption for House Taraves: Selio’s eldest brother, Imeran. Though young, Imeran showed immense political acumen and was all but ready to take the reins of leadership of the house from their aging father. Tragedy struck in a particularly cruel way, however, when the scion of the family was found senselessly murdered on the street in the midst of a routine trip to a nearby town. No motive other than assassination was determined, no culprit found. The method was particularly heinous - death by blood magic.

As a talented practitioner of binding magic, Selio found himself beset by suspicion from those outside his family, even longtime friends that he trusted. From within the confines of the Taraves estate, he was met by thinly-veiled disdain from his parents, who had always compared him to his brother and looked with scorn on both his preference for study over politics and his tendency to get into trouble and mischief. Behind closed doors, it was determined that the ‘troubled’ youth could not hope to carry on the house’s legacy, and so Selio was sent away. His parents were not totally unsympathetic - they recognized the importance that becoming a skilled mage held for their son, and so they sent him to study somewhere where his practicing of binding magic would not stir up hushed, frightened whispers of fratricide.

Selio, for his part, has struggled to cope with his brother’s sudden death. Despite the pain that his parents’ scorn brought him, he loved his brother. He has resolved to make a name for himself in his new life, by any means necessary, but he hasn’t forgotten his home, or resigned himself to move forward without finding the truth.

M O T I V A T I O N

Selio first set foot on the grounds of Ersand’Enise with two distinct goals in mind.

First, to become the greatest mage and healer that he possibly can, for fame, glory, and influence. Attending such a world-renowned place of learning is a unique opportunity for the young noble from a down-on-their-luck family to make a much larger impact on the world.

Second, to learn more about forbidden magics such as, for instance, blood magic, and to see justice brought to those who misuse said magics for abhorrent purposes. Particularly, to find out if there is any way to locate the person that murdered his brother.

I N V E N T O R Y

A well-crafted waterskin: old habits die hard. Water is a precious thing in northern Torragon, and the young Selio still carries his filled waterskin on his person to most places, as a measure of security against a scarcity rendered uncommon so far from home.

Yatagan sabre:

Sabre

All of the Taraves children had some training at arms, as befit noble persons in a hostile environment. Selio received rudimentary, yet thorough training in swordplay, archery, and marksmanship. Out of these, he showed a particular affinity for blades. When he was hastily packing for his trip to Ersand’Enise, he was permitted to take a weapon from the armory, should he need it. This older sabre in a slightly out-of-fashion style was one of the few that could be spared, but nevertheless its light weight, good balance and slender, sinuous blade suit Selio’s fighting style rather well. It is somewhat ornate, yet this is offset by signs of age and wear.

Belt knife: Single-edged, with a slight curve to the tip, with a polished and heat-treated black palm grip. Selio has carried this knife for years, and it comes in handy for a variety of purposes (though most commonly, it was used to trim quill pens and peel fruit).

Others: A modest sum of coins, mainly Torragonese but with a few new additions from currently closer locales. Several changes of clothes, ranging from the formal to the practical, several in-progress quills, and a small pin with the sigil of his house.

S T R E N G T H S & S K I L L S

❖ Work ethic: Selio’s discipline and work ethic are incredibly strong. He will devote however much time and energy is needed to see his tasks through to completion.
❖ Affinity for horses: As with nearly all Torragonese, Selio is a born rider. In addition, he has a fine eye for good horseflesh, which he owes to his family. One of the few points of pride and wealth for House Taraves was their fine breeding stock of horses for all purposes, and Selio grew up learning how to judge any such specimens with an exceptionally discerning eye.
❖ Medical skill: Selio’s tutor educated him in the medicinal arts alongside his typical schooling after his magical affinity had manifested itself. While not a fully-fledged doctor, the youth can diagnose and take steps toward treating a remarkable number of injuries for his age, disregarding binding magic.
❖ Curiosity: As many a librarian can attest: the young scholar is willing and able to upend a library in search of the truths that he’s looking for.

W E A K N E S S E S & F L A W S

❖ Privilege: Selio, as a noble, is blind to how good he has it, even coming from a disgraced family. He is generally unaware of the regular, everyday struggles that commoners may face.
❖ Temper: Selio has a short fuse. This can damage relationships, complicate tasks and put his reputation in constant jeopardy.
❖ Burnout: That incredible work ethic comes with a big downside: Selio is prone to burnout in the worst way.
❖ Righteous anger: The struggles of House Taraves have instilled in the youth a sense that magic can be used for specific rights and specific wrongs, and it will take much to change his mind once he sees it used for ill.

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

*cough*

The Hourglass Order

Selio Taraves

Selio Taraves

"In this place, you can either get ahead or get behind. I see too many others just stepping back to bask in how that Gift of theirs makes them feel, and then not even noticing when it starts withering like some plucked flower. They’re getting behind… I’m getting ahead."

16 | Male | Torragonese | Noble | 6.6

P E R S O N A L I T Y

❖ [Ambitious]
❖ [Unyielding]
❖ [Tightly-wound]
❖ [Temperamental]
❖ [Studious]

In contrast to his somewhat undeserved reputation at home as a layabout and a scoundrel, Selio is a rigorous academic that will go to almost any length to see the task in front of him through. It is this determination to succeed that saw his entry to the Ersand’Enise Academy in the first place. This dedication to learning goes hand-in-hand with a ruthlessly competitive spirit and a compulsion to move up in the world. The trouble lies in his reaction to all the stress and pressure that comes with the work he tends to accumulate. At the best of times, the youth has a short temperature and volatile emotions, and he is liable to crack under pressure, making spur-of-the-moment, irrational decisions. In order to burn off stress, he sometimes will make impromptu trips to the seediest part of town he can find and disappear for hours at a time.

Despite this, or perhaps because of it, Selio often desires approval and attention, and he relies on others more than he believes himself to. Those who can tolerate the occasional outburst will find in the young noble a steadfast friend.

At heart, Selio is a healer, but his desire to succeed sometimes trumps his somewhat underdeveloped sense of empathy and he can needlessly complicate situations where his help is unwanted.

C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E

A slight and gangly youth, Selio has already grown to be 5’11” and doesn’t seem to be quite finished growing just yet. He has the typical Torragonese complexion - deeply tanned skin, dark brown eyes and thick black hair. His hair is worn long and usually gathered at the nape of his neck. Selio’s face is long, angular and solemn, which would conceal his emotional nature if not for the near-permanent furrow in his brow.

L A N G U A G E S

Torragonese - Native
Avincian - Fluent
Belzaggic, Revidian - Partial understanding

T H E G I F T

Late into his childhood, Selio’s strong affinity for Binding manifested itself when he accidentally drew magical energy from his surroundings during a game in the sands outside of his family’s estate. Thankfully, no one was injured, and the young Selio was immediately provided with a tutor - the only mage of similar talent in the area, an old and often drunken man who also took over the majority of the boy’s education in mathematics and sciences. Over time, the youth showed a prodigious talent for healing given his magical capacity, and he received rudimentary training in medicine as well. Finally, in the final years before the fateful day when his brother was found murdered, Selio began his studies into chemical magic and the effects various chemical reactions had on the natural world around him. After his brother’s murder, he was no longer able to study magic in his own home, and so upon his enrollment at Ersand’Enise, he promptly took up right where he had left off previously. His primary school is Binding, with a focus on healing, with a secondary study in Chemical Magic, focusing on offense to complement his primary magical weaknesses.

B A C K G R O U N D

At first glance, the nation of Torragon seems daunting in its size and power - a monolith, complete in the function and motivation of all its parts, moving inexorably towards the goals of the crown. From his vantage point in the Torragonese noble class, however, Selio came to have quite a different understanding of his home country - one in which Torragon is a nest of vipers; serpents eating for their own in a climb towards the top of the pile. Selio’s family, the modest House of Taraves, had, over the years, worked its way to the bottom of the pile by accumulating debts and hemorrhaging wealth and territory. Located near the passes into the arid northern sands, the Taraves’ territory had few subjects and little in the way of natural resources. They had managed to stay afloat, unlike those sent to settle the desert itself, though just barely.

There was one hope for redemption for House Taraves: Selio’s eldest brother, Imeran. Though young, Imeran showed immense political acumen and was all but ready to take the reins of leadership of the house from their aging father. Tragedy struck in a particularly cruel way, however, when the scion of the family was found senselessly murdered on the street in the midst of a routine trip to a nearby town. No motive other than assassination was determined, no culprit found. The method was particularly heinous - death by blood magic.

As a talented practitioner of binding magic, Selio found himself beset by suspicion from those outside his family, even longtime friends that he trusted. From within the confines of the Taraves estate, he was met by thinly-veiled disdain from his parents, who had always compared him to his brother and looked with scorn on both his preference for study over politics and his tendency to get into trouble and mischief. Behind closed doors, it was determined that the ‘troubled’ youth could not hope to carry on the house’s legacy, and so Selio was sent away. His parents were not totally unsympathetic - they recognized the importance that becoming a skilled mage held for their son, and so they sent him to study somewhere where his practicing of binding magic would not stir up hushed, frightened whispers of fratricide.

Selio, for his part, has struggled to cope with his brother’s sudden death. Despite the pain that his parents’ scorn brought him, he loved his brother. He has resolved to make a name for himself in his new life, by any means necessary, but he hasn’t forgotten his home, or resigned himself to move forward without finding the truth.

M O T I V A T I O N

Selio first set foot on the grounds of Ersand’Enise with two distinct goals in mind.

First, to become the greatest mage and healer that he possibly can, for fame, glory, and influence. Attending such a world-renowned place of learning is a unique opportunity for the young noble from a down-on-their-luck family to make a much larger impact on the world.

Second, to learn more about forbidden magics such as, for instance, blood magic, and to see justice brought to those who misuse said magics for abhorrent purposes. Particularly, to find out if there is any way to locate the person that murdered his brother.

I N V E N T O R Y

A well-crafted waterskin: old habits die hard. Water is a precious thing in northern Torragon, and the young Selio still carries his filled waterskin on his person to most places, as a measure of security against a scarcity rendered uncommon so far from home.

Yatagan sabre:

Sabre

All of the Taraves children had some training at arms, as befit noble persons in a hostile environment. Selio received rudimentary, yet thorough training in swordplay, archery, and marksmanship. Out of these, he showed a particular affinity for blades. When he was hastily packing for his trip to Ersand’Enise, he was permitted to take a weapon from the armory, should he need it. This older sabre in a slightly out-of-fashion style was one of the few that could be spared, but nevertheless its light weight, good balance and slender, sinuous blade suit Selio’s fighting style rather well. It is somewhat ornate, yet this is offset by signs of age and wear.

Belt knife: Single-edged, with a slight curve to the tip, with a polished and heat-treated black palm grip. Selio has carried this knife for years, and it comes in handy for a variety of purposes (though most commonly, it was used to trim quill pens and peel fruit).

Others: A modest sum of coins, mainly Torragonese but with a few new additions from currently closer locales. Several changes of clothes, ranging from the formal to the practical, several in-progress quills, and a small pin with the sigil of his house.

S T R E N G T H S & S K I L L S

❖ Work ethic: Selio’s discipline and work ethic are incredibly strong. He will devote however much time and energy is needed to see his tasks through to completion.
❖ Affinity for horses: As with nearly all Torragonese, Selio is a born rider. In addition, he has a fine eye for good horseflesh, which he owes to his family. One of the few points of pride and wealth for House Taraves was their fine breeding stock of horses for all purposes, and Selio grew up learning how to judge any such specimens with an exceptionally discerning eye.
❖ Medical skill: Selio’s tutor educated him in the medicinal arts alongside his typical schooling after his magical affinity had manifested itself. While not a fully-fledged doctor, the youth can diagnose and take steps toward treating a remarkable number of injuries for his age, disregarding binding magic.
❖ Curiosity: As many a librarian can attest: the young scholar is willing and able to upend a library in search of the truths that he’s looking for.

W E A K N E S S E S & F L A W S

❖ Privilege: Selio, as a noble, is blind to how good he has it, even coming from a disgraced family. He is generally unaware of the regular, everyday struggles that commoners may face.
❖ Temper: Selio has a short fuse. This can damage relationships, complicate tasks and put his reputation in constant jeopardy.
❖ Burnout: That incredible work ethic comes with a big downside: Selio is prone to burnout in the worst way.
❖ Righteous anger: The struggles of House Taraves have instilled in the youth a sense that magic can be used for specific rights and specific wrongs, and it will take much to change his mind once he sees it used for ill.

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

*cough*

The Hourglass Order

The lore for this seems so... fun. For some reason, the very academic approach to magic reminds me of the Kingkiller Chronicle. I'd love to take a stab at it, provided there's still enough space for more characters.

Blighted Etherea: The Champions of Hope

Awesome! Working on a character now. Expect me within the next day or so.

Blighted Etherea: The Champions of Hope

Hiya, is this still open? I'm very interested.