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Hogwarts; A new story

@Classpet sorry it's so short, there's a slight emergency I'm dealing with today and it's made everything I do ridiculously slow.

Hogwarts; A new story

"Probably," Mike admitted, turning to the page the professor had told them absently. Finding the subject there to be totally unrelated to anything else the professor said, he glanced up at the board and turned to that page instead. With a sign he found himself mentally committing to do both pages.

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Alagaësia Roleplay

Thanks! I should probably be doing that, but it's great to know others are so interested as to help getting more attention to the RP!

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Galen Derricson

Name: Galen “Gale” Derricson

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Species: Human

Appearance: Galen isn't particularly tall, slightly on the short side of average in fact. He tries to keep his dark brown hair short, but it grows quickly and tends to hang messily around his ears. His bright green eyes gleam with insatiable curiosity, and when he smiles others can't help but wonder at his oddly sharp, white teeth, only just dull enough to appear normal if a bit unusual. Long days aiding his father under the sun and in the shop have gained him a fit physique and tanned skin.

Personality: Gale has always been curious about the world around him, and eager for the next chance to learn something new. His thirst for knowledge has often gotten him in trouble, forging a rebellious streak in him. Gale has recently gained a penchant for keeping secrets and acting with more caution than the impulsiveness of his childhood.

History: Galen was born under questionable circumstances, the adults of the village always watching him speculatively, looking for the similarities between him and his parents. There was never any indication that his mother was expecting a child before his appearance in the town, yet both of his parents insisted he was theirs and took great offense at questions suggesting otherwise.

His early childhood was spent in in the woods, chasing rabbits and climbing trees, but eventually his interests turned to the greater world and he would pester every adult for a story of their travels beyond their small town. Every time a trader or traveler passed through town he would follow them around until they either left or told him everything they knew. His pestering nearly got him in trouble when a messenger employed by the Empire stopped in town to resupply. As revenge for being denied a story, Gale stole three of the messenger’s books straight from the horse’s saddle bags. The man didn't discover the theft before leaving town, and never returned.

Getting away with the crime was the starting point of Gale’s rebellious streak, but he never committed another crime after that. To break the streak, his dad convinced him to start working with him under the guise of spending time together away from the village. With the incentive of going to Gil’ead and seeing the greater world he was so curious about, Galen couldn't resist. Ever since he has been working at his father’s side, and with his father’s occupation being a woodworker; whittling trinkets, crafting furniture, and repairing houses, much of the woodcutting has fallen to Gale, who has become quite proficient at wielding an axe.

The promised trips to Gil’ead were few and brief, allowing only fleeting glimpses of the world he sought to know. It was still the most impressive city he’d ever seen, and Gale suddenly understood why no one visited Mashal, which while it might have had picturesque views, scenic woodlands, and a fantastic river for swimming in, the small and dirty town had nothing on the order and density of Gil’ead.

His sixteenth birthday saw him still bending rules to suit him and picking the brains of travelers who passed through town. However on that day his father took him aside and told him the secret of his birth, of how he wasn't truly their son. Opposite of his father’s expectations, Galen instead grew to deeply care for his parents in a way he hadn't thought to before. The revelation that they had chosen him to be their son, and that they had done everything they could for him as if he really was their flesh and blood, was enough to change his perception of them totally. Learning just how well they had kept the secret, Gale confided in them his own. Over the last few years he’d come to realize he didn't feel the same about girls as others his age did, and rapidly became aware of feeling something towards men instead. His father worried over what went wrong when they had raised him, but his mother took the news much better, walking around with a twinkle in her eye and a bounce in her step. Later she confided that she had once shared love with a woman in secret, but refused to identify which one, only elaborating that her parents and friends had pressured them to break it off and eventually she fell in love with his father instead. She was happy to finally have something to bond with her son over.

The change in their family on his sixteenth birthday hadn't gone unnoticed by the village, and once again the usual gossipers stared at them speculatively, but never asked their questions aloud. Previously he had grown closer to his father as they worked together, but Gale didn't follow him into the woods or into the city anymore, instead he grew closer with his mother and spent much of his free time with his friends, either in the river or hunting in the forest, stopping every so often to pick herbs or flowers his mother liked for seasoning or just decoration.

Nine months later he discovered a saddled horse in the forest, no rider in sight. He took it to town to be fed and watered, and a week later no travelers had come to town to claim it. A quick search of the horse revealed a pouch with what appeared to be letters written in a strange language no one recognized, except for the semi-serious suggestion of elvish, and a map leading to Mashal. With no idea what the belongings meant, the village largely shrugged it off. As he had been the one to find and take care of the horse, it was assumed he would be the one to keep it or sell it. By this time they had named her Freya and he couldn't justify selling her given that one of the older villagers had started teaching people to how to ride with her.

Closer inspection of the map, and the foreign words scribbled there, would reveal that the marker did not lead to Mashal at all, but instead to a location close by. Not that anyone would be seeing those papers again, they disintegrated into thin air in the middle of the night. No, if they wanted to find the treasure they'd have more luck stumbling upon it than recalling a slight error in an odd map.

Kolysakr

Name: Kolysakr

Gender: Male

Age: Egg

Egg's Appearance: http://media.popcultcha.com.au/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/w/h/white-egg-paper-weight-01.png

Hatched Appearance: http://nightpark.deviantart.com/art/Silverdrak-Commission-381575353

Personality: Curious and thoughtful, Kolysakr is very observant of his environment. He was perhaps a bad choice to choose as a rider's dragon as he prefers privacy and independence, yet contrary to this he feels an echoing loneliness from his long years as an egg and is eager to make a friend to care for and be cared for. It is a rider that shares his desire for companionship and unrestrained acceptance yet is also a private and separate person that would prompt him to finally hatch.

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

My character is done, feel free to include him in your own character's histories.

Galen Derricson

Name: Galen “Gale” Derricson

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Species: Human

Appearance: Galen isn't particularly tall, slightly on the short side of average in fact. He tries to keep his dark brown hair short, but it grows quickly and tends to hang messily around his ears. His bright green eyes gleam with insatiable curiosity, and when he smiles others can't help but wonder at his oddly sharp, white teeth, only just dull enough to appear normal if a bit unusual. Long days aiding his father under the sun and in the shop have gained him a fit physique and tanned skin.

Personality: Gale has always been curious about the world around him, and eager for the next chance to learn something new. His thirst for knowledge has often gotten him in trouble, forging a rebellious streak in him. Gale has recently gained a penchant for keeping secrets and acting with more caution than the impulsiveness of his childhood.

History: Galen was born under questionable circumstances, the adults of the village always watching him speculatively, looking for the similarities between him and his parents. There was never any indication that his mother was expecting a child before his appearance in the town, yet both of his parents insisted he was theirs and took great offense at questions suggesting otherwise.

His early childhood was spent in in the woods, chasing rabbits and climbing trees, but eventually his interests turned to the greater world and he would pester every adult for a story of their travels beyond their small town. Every time a trader or traveler passed through town he would follow them around until they either left or told him everything they knew. His pestering nearly got him in trouble when a messenger employed by the Empire stopped in town to resupply. As revenge for being denied a story, Gale stole three of the messenger’s books straight from the horse’s saddle bags. The man didn't discover the theft before leaving town, and never returned.

Getting away with the crime was the starting point of Gale’s rebellious streak, but he never committed another crime after that. To break the streak, his dad convinced him to start working with him under the guise of spending time together away from the village. With the incentive of going to Gil’ead and seeing the greater world he was so curious about, Galen couldn't resist. Ever since he has been working at his father’s side, and with his father’s occupation being a woodworker; whittling trinkets, crafting furniture, and repairing houses, much of the woodcutting has fallen to Gale, who has become quite proficient at wielding an axe.

The promised trips to Gil’ead were few and brief, allowing only fleeting glimpses of the world he sought to know. It was still the most impressive city he’d ever seen, and Gale suddenly understood why no one visited Mashal, which while it might have had picturesque views, scenic woodlands, and a fantastic river for swimming in, the small and dirty town had nothing on the order and density of Gil’ead.

His sixteenth birthday saw him still bending rules to suit him and picking the brains of travelers who passed through town. However on that day his father took him aside and told him the secret of his birth, of how he wasn't truly their son. Opposite of his father’s expectations, Galen instead grew to deeply care for his parents in a way he hadn't thought to before. The revelation that they had chosen him to be their son, and that they had done everything they could for him as if he really was their flesh and blood, was enough to change his perception of them totally. Learning just how well they had kept the secret, Gale confided in them his own. Over the last few years he’d come to realize he didn't feel the same about girls as others his age did, and rapidly became aware of feeling something towards men instead. His father worried over what went wrong when they had raised him, but his mother took the news much better, walking around with a twinkle in her eye and a bounce in her step. Later she confided that she had once shared love with a woman in secret, but refused to identify which one, only elaborating that her parents and friends had pressured them to break it off and eventually she fell in love with his father instead. She was happy to finally have something to bond with her son over.

The change in their family on his sixteenth birthday hadn't gone unnoticed by the village, and once again the usual gossipers stared at them speculatively, but never asked their questions aloud. Previously he had grown closer to his father as they worked together, but Gale didn't follow him into the woods or into the city anymore, instead he grew closer with his mother and spent much of his free time with his friends, either in the river or hunting in the forest, stopping every so often to pick herbs or flowers his mother liked for seasoning or just decoration.

Nine months later he discovered a saddled horse in the forest, no rider in sight. He took it to town to be fed and watered, and a week later no travelers had come to town to claim it. A quick search of the horse revealed a pouch with what appeared to be letters written in a strange language no one recognized, except for the semi-serious suggestion of elvish, and a map leading to Mashal. With no idea what the belongings meant, the village largely shrugged it off. As he had been the one to find and take care of the horse, it was assumed he would be the one to keep it or sell it. By this time they had named her Freya and he couldn't justify selling her given that one of the older villagers had started teaching people to how to ride with her.

Closer inspection of the map, and the foreign words scribbled there, would reveal that the marker did not lead to Mashal at all, but instead to a location close by. Not that anyone would be seeing those papers again, they disintegrated into thin air in the middle of the night. No, if they wanted to find the treasure they'd have more luck stumbling upon it than recalling a slight error in an odd map.

I'm thinking the hut and its secret contents could be found by a group of hunters, gone "hunting", but really it's just a cover to justify getting out of town for a while. I only put Galen down as young as he is because Eragon is supposed to be like fifteen at the moment, but under the guise of hunting, seriously or not, a great range of ages are covered, and seeing as not everyone is taking it seriously, those that wouldn't normally be on a hunting trip can tag along as well.

Alagaësia Roleplay

I've made the thread, I should have my own character's thread up sometime today. In the meantime, the mixing of riders and dragons sounds like a great idea! I'm up to participate as well, but for those who want to play both, or don't want to be riders at all, the option is open to you!

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/93924-free-sorcery-an-alaga-sian-roleplay/ooc

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

September 20th, Year 7999 AC:

A captured princess's last act as the egg-bearer is to send her charge to safety, but her magic isn't quite strong enough. The blue treasure lands in The Spine, where it will be found by a young human boy.

Elsewhere a human sorcerer flees from a small town in the middle of the Empire, running for his life. He is hunted by agents of the king for his knowledge of a dangerous secret, and to protect this secret, the sorcerer risks everything and loses. The agents find nothing helpful on his body and reluctantly return to the king empty handed.

October 10th, Year 7999 AC:

In the village of Carvahall, a blue stone cracks open, and a dragon reveals herself to her rider.

Further to the south, a small village known as Mashal lies on the western banks of the Ramr River. On the outskirts, the wards around an abandoned hut have failed, it's contents open for anyone to find. Sitting on a nearly bare desk is a letter;

I have found something incredible, and it will change everything in the Empire! The king was not so thorough as we thought, and his mistake will be his undoing. I need you to come to Mashal as soon as you can, I cannot protect this treasure alone. I fear my letter to the elves was intercepted, we don't have much time, if you don't arrive before the ninth month ends I will be forced to assume the worst and continue without you.

I cannot stress enough how important it is that you come. Know that what I have discovered here is too dangerous to put into words that might be found by the king's agents. You once told me you wanted to leave his service, this is that time.

Meet me outside the village, I do not wish to endanger the smallfolk by associating with them and drawing the king's ire.

Terryn Mericson

The letter appears unfinished, and there is no name to identify who the receiver was meant to be, though near the bottom is a signed name of the writer.

OOC:

I had a few ideas kicking around for this, but in the end I decided to stick with what we know and love; the story of Eragon and Dragon Riders. The occupants of the made up town called Mashal, or a few of them at least, will discover the hut and the letter within. A curious exploration of the hut will reveal a wall that swings open like a door and a staircase that leads down a tunnel. Within the tunnel will be a secret cache of dragon eggs and a few notes from the rider that put them there. I didn't want to spoil even that much, but that's only the beginning and there's plenty more to the story than that planned.

The dates give us a timeline so we know what's happening where, up until the changes of our character's presence start influencing things anyway. I plan to keep up with the dates in the roleplay as well, so we can be sure of when we are.

There are plenty of resources online for the timeline, the ancient language, and magic, so it shouldn't be difficult to keep our facts straight. That said, this is a fan work and the canon isn't perfect or fully fleshed, so straying here and there, making up a few words for the ancient language or a town or something, that's all fine.

Character Sheet:

Character Sheet

Name: First "Nickname" Surname

Gender: Male, Female, Other

Age: Relative to Species

Species: For now we should maybe keep to humans, we'll be seeing enough of dwarves and elves to collect them into our group as we please.

Appearance: An image, description, or both.

Personality: Self Explanatory

History: Anyone from the town will probably know each other, so interweaving character histories isn't a bad thing.

Keep this one in your back pocket, it's not needed right away seeing as we start pre-dragons.

Dragon Sheet

Name: Self Explanatory

Gender: Male, Female, Other

Age: Zero. Or a hundred. Depends on if being in an egg counts as age.

Egg's Appearance: Relative to scales

Hatched Appearance: Any age can do, you don't join a rolpelaying site without an imagination, so we can visualize a miniature or grown version, feel free to include both baby and adult.

Personality: Should mesh well with their riders personality.

Alagaësia Roleplay

Thanks for the interest!

Alagaësia Roleplay

Woo! I'm up for suggestions as well, I want something everyone can enjoy, so totally tell me your ideas and thoughts!

Alagaësia Roleplay

What do you guys think?

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