After a long time of attempting to handle my real life, moving and finally having a spot in University, I will try and throw myself back into the game. I am not sure whether I will have the 100% motivation to post daily, but I will try my best. As always, I would keep people updated that RP with me, as I expect those people to keep me posted on how they are doing.
Dark Eternity
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The Lone Wolf Knight
STATUS: Ironic, when you try to get back into RPGuild and the server acts up... 7 yrs ago
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Ironic, when you try to get back into RPGuild and the server acts up...
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Let's try this once again...
8 yrs ago
steamforged.com/dark-souls OH MY GOD I WANT IT SO BAD *_*
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Returned from the abyss...
Bio
A 25-year-old nerd(?), male, from Germany. In-between jobs. Likes to play games and Pen and Paper (Tabletop RPG) Campaigns. Self-proclaimed author of a Lore/Setting, Master of Morgana in Mid Lane since Season 3 (NA server until recently, switched over to EUW for better Ping and playing with friends) and gamer extraordinaire. Soldier at heart, lover in mind. Dabbler of Arcana Seraph and master of demonology. Whether those things are true or not shall be held in the viewer's eye.
My interests are in settings up and about Vampire: The Masquerade (or anything non-Twilight related vampires -- I have not watched any vampire series like True Blood or Vampire Diaries), game settings of Dark Souls and fantasy settings such as Elder Scrolls or Dragon Age, and TV series such as Lucifer, just to name a few. Always open for conversation.
People can find me on Discord at Poromancer#5108 . Those interested may also receive my Skype.
My interests are in settings up and about Vampire: The Masquerade (or anything non-Twilight related vampires -- I have not watched any vampire series like True Blood or Vampire Diaries), game settings of Dark Souls and fantasy settings such as Elder Scrolls or Dragon Age, and TV series such as Lucifer, just to name a few. Always open for conversation.
People can find me on Discord at Poromancer#5108 . Those interested may also receive my Skype.
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bumping. Looking for maybe one or two new partners for something new to RP.
So I picked up Shadowrun Returns from the Steam Summer Sale and really enjoy the setting to it. If anyone more experienced in Shadowrun wants to do a RP, give me a heads-up. I am really interested in taking a look at it.
Having the team with her, Emilia took a deep breath. They were mixed about the situation, but they were on the same terms; slay the beast or the woman. Seeing the Wyrm a lesser evil in this moment, Emilia drew her sword and slowly approached the beast. "Be careful, they like to chew your legs off."
With this encouragement, the swordswoman dashed forward, the beast in sight. It still slithered carelessly in the sand. Once Emilia was closer by, the beast shrieked, startled by the approach. It crawled into the sands, making Emilia slow down her charge, until the Wyrm burst out of the ground, ready to attack the woman. She dashed aside and thrust her blade into the beast's side. With a loud clunking noise, the blade drifted off. "Dang."
With this encouragement, the swordswoman dashed forward, the beast in sight. It still slithered carelessly in the sand. Once Emilia was closer by, the beast shrieked, startled by the approach. It crawled into the sands, making Emilia slow down her charge, until the Wyrm burst out of the ground, ready to attack the woman. She dashed aside and thrust her blade into the beast's side. With a loud clunking noise, the blade drifted off. "Dang."
Watching the group entertained the woman, as she remained sitting at the bonfire. She pointed at the Wyrm once more, the beast still slithering through the sands like it was water to a fish. "It must breathe, like any other creature. If you-", she tried to explain, but she stopped the moment she heard Nita speak. Sighing, the swordswoman got up. "Allow me to explain it once more. We protect this realm. These lands belong to the King of Valkyries and you are intruders, especially those that carry the plague with them."
The Wyrm screeched in a high-pitched scream, leaping out of the ground once more. It's body crashed against a rock, making the beast stop in it's track for a moment. Wiggling on the rock and thrashing it's body, the beast snapped around it. The harsh movement pushed the body off the rock quickly, allowing the beast to roam through the sands.
Emilia listened to the woman and watched the beast with discomfort. She thought that this realm was swarmed with beasts and cutthroats that were trying to kill the group on each and every step. This was a different ordeal. Creatures that were not hostile and guards to a lost kingdom that only tell them to leave. Turning to Shelly, the Firekeeper frowned. "I believe so..." She drew her blade and watched the beast moving. The Wyrm was already a good distance away. Catching up to it would be easy, but tiring. "What if we don't fight it?", Emilia asked the woman. Her response was clear. "I will force you to leave this realm, then." Turning to her group, Emilia was looking for an answer to the question inside her head; whether to slay the beast or not.
The Wyrm screeched in a high-pitched scream, leaping out of the ground once more. It's body crashed against a rock, making the beast stop in it's track for a moment. Wiggling on the rock and thrashing it's body, the beast snapped around it. The harsh movement pushed the body off the rock quickly, allowing the beast to roam through the sands.
Emilia listened to the woman and watched the beast with discomfort. She thought that this realm was swarmed with beasts and cutthroats that were trying to kill the group on each and every step. This was a different ordeal. Creatures that were not hostile and guards to a lost kingdom that only tell them to leave. Turning to Shelly, the Firekeeper frowned. "I believe so..." She drew her blade and watched the beast moving. The Wyrm was already a good distance away. Catching up to it would be easy, but tiring. "What if we don't fight it?", Emilia asked the woman. Her response was clear. "I will force you to leave this realm, then." Turning to her group, Emilia was looking for an answer to the question inside her head; whether to slay the beast or not.
I updated this page a tiny little. Also looking for some more interested RPers. I might add another story I'd be interested in sometime soon.
The woman's lips curled in a wicked smile, listening to the words that came from both Nita and Shirley. "Oh, I feel so relieved that you do not wish to interfere with our mission... Yet you are the mission. We are the guardsmen of these lands. Maelstrom should have mentioned that to you." She stepped forward, her boots digging into the dirt, as if she wore the weight of two giants. If her feet would remain on the sand's surface, she would easily tower above most of the people present. Now, she was reaching the same height as Emilia, who only eyed the woman with distrust, given the way she had only been of negative attitude.
"Priestess, there is no curse in these lands- Don't even think of opening your mouth, wench. Your fires were the reason the Darkness cannot leave it's grasps from our beloved King." She directed her gaze and a pointing finger at Emilia, who in fact was trying to explain their reason. She felt dumbfounded, attacked by the way the woman was still acting. In a way, the woman's voice was threatening, even feisty.
She would have continued her approach and her onslaught of threats to the group, but another beast rose from a slumber. The ground shook a moment, shifting the sands a little, as a worm beast burst out of the soils not too far away. Given it's size, it could leap at a dog and eat it whole. "Perhaps you can prove yourself at least handy. Kill the Wyrm. Maybe then I would see you as worthy." She walked over to the bonfire and sat down, refusing to let anyone touch it.
Emilia sighed, turning to the group. As it appeared, the beast was not hostile for now, simply dashing through the sands in a fashion similar to a snake. Sometimes, it would submerge into the sands and leap out of it, the maw of the worm creature splitting open like a blossom, revealing razor teeth halfway into the gaping jaws. It appeared to be slow, as in people being capable of following the beast without trouble. "I don't see a reason to kill a beast that is not trying to harm us", Emilia spoke to the woman at the bonfire. As response, the Firekeeper received another crooked smile, but nothing more.
"Priestess, there is no curse in these lands- Don't even think of opening your mouth, wench. Your fires were the reason the Darkness cannot leave it's grasps from our beloved King." She directed her gaze and a pointing finger at Emilia, who in fact was trying to explain their reason. She felt dumbfounded, attacked by the way the woman was still acting. In a way, the woman's voice was threatening, even feisty.
She would have continued her approach and her onslaught of threats to the group, but another beast rose from a slumber. The ground shook a moment, shifting the sands a little, as a worm beast burst out of the soils not too far away. Given it's size, it could leap at a dog and eat it whole. "Perhaps you can prove yourself at least handy. Kill the Wyrm. Maybe then I would see you as worthy." She walked over to the bonfire and sat down, refusing to let anyone touch it.
Emilia sighed, turning to the group. As it appeared, the beast was not hostile for now, simply dashing through the sands in a fashion similar to a snake. Sometimes, it would submerge into the sands and leap out of it, the maw of the worm creature splitting open like a blossom, revealing razor teeth halfway into the gaping jaws. It appeared to be slow, as in people being capable of following the beast without trouble. "I don't see a reason to kill a beast that is not trying to harm us", Emilia spoke to the woman at the bonfire. As response, the Firekeeper received another crooked smile, but nothing more.
Ignore this, as this is outdated.
I am working on my own Lore. I am as of yet unsure whether it will work out, but so far I am doing fine, more or less. I had been working on it for a month or two in last summer, but lost track and motivation to continue. I want to get back to it and create at least a solid Lore at the very least, aiming for a DnD styled Pen and Paper game. If you are interested, you can give me a heads-up.
The setting is Dark Souls-esque, or more accurately more Bloodborne-esque, since it is a steampunk oriented setting. There will be a lot of backstory involved around the creation of the Universe and the various Gods that shaped it.
I am working on my own Lore. I am as of yet unsure whether it will work out, but so far I am doing fine, more or less. I had been working on it for a month or two in last summer, but lost track and motivation to continue. I want to get back to it and create at least a solid Lore at the very least, aiming for a DnD styled Pen and Paper game. If you are interested, you can give me a heads-up.
The setting is Dark Souls-esque, or more accurately more Bloodborne-esque, since it is a steampunk oriented setting. There will be a lot of backstory involved around the creation of the Universe and the various Gods that shaped it.
I am guessing that everyone is enjoying themselves so far. How have you been lately?
Everyone was afraid of meeting one of those beasts again. There was no blame, since that beast was an abomination of monstrous size and it was capable of easily killing, from what it appeared to be. Amongst them all, Emilia was most afraid. She was sure that she could not withstand a fight against any of her companions, especially those that can come back from death.
Listening to them talk calmed her down, though, even if they all spoke of strategy. It meant that they were capable of defending themselves. First, her eyes followed Shirley and how Nita supported her through the sandstorm. "Nita is right. Magic is only helpful until the caster is not falling to it's struggle." Sighing, Emilia continued the way, not being helpful to the priestess. There must be a way to evade the sandstorm. Perhaps they could settle in one of the rock formations and wait for it to end. A caring gaze was given from Emilia to Thalesin. "Your companions must be brave warriors, my friend. What happened to them?"
The walking continued, even with Shirley's discomfort. Emilia kept following the path provided by the clairvoyant orb that she carried. After a while, another rock formation appeared. It was taller than most of the ones the group had seen and it was directly in front of them, towering ever higher the closer they appeared. Once in it's massive shadow, the sandstorm subsided around the group, under the protecting hand of the rocks. In front of them stood another person in armor. A woman without a doubt. She wore no helmet, only horns braided into her hair. She was leaning against the rocks, next to a bonfire, it's ashes cold and no fire. Emilia looked at the person, not wanting to ignite the bonfire before they knew for sure who the woman was.
"Greetings, tra-...", the swordswoman began, but the stranger in front of them barked a laughter and interrupted with "Forget your customs, wench. It looks like Maelstrom was not as convincing as he thought he'd be. I would say 'leave' to you, but you have crossed the desert without any harm. You must truly believe in yourselves to come this far. You are lucky, I give you that."
Listening to them talk calmed her down, though, even if they all spoke of strategy. It meant that they were capable of defending themselves. First, her eyes followed Shirley and how Nita supported her through the sandstorm. "Nita is right. Magic is only helpful until the caster is not falling to it's struggle." Sighing, Emilia continued the way, not being helpful to the priestess. There must be a way to evade the sandstorm. Perhaps they could settle in one of the rock formations and wait for it to end. A caring gaze was given from Emilia to Thalesin. "Your companions must be brave warriors, my friend. What happened to them?"
The walking continued, even with Shirley's discomfort. Emilia kept following the path provided by the clairvoyant orb that she carried. After a while, another rock formation appeared. It was taller than most of the ones the group had seen and it was directly in front of them, towering ever higher the closer they appeared. Once in it's massive shadow, the sandstorm subsided around the group, under the protecting hand of the rocks. In front of them stood another person in armor. A woman without a doubt. She wore no helmet, only horns braided into her hair. She was leaning against the rocks, next to a bonfire, it's ashes cold and no fire. Emilia looked at the person, not wanting to ignite the bonfire before they knew for sure who the woman was.
"Greetings, tra-...", the swordswoman began, but the stranger in front of them barked a laughter and interrupted with "Forget your customs, wench. It looks like Maelstrom was not as convincing as he thought he'd be. I would say 'leave' to you, but you have crossed the desert without any harm. You must truly believe in yourselves to come this far. You are lucky, I give you that."
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