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I enjoy roleplaying, a lot more then I would like to admit. My favorite genres are medieval, sci-fi, and dungeons and dragons style role plays. I find myself okay with GMing my own roleplays, but I would rather be involved in a roleplay where I dont have to build something all the way up and then regulate that role play as well as run it. I have many oc's as well, all made to fill in for different purposes.

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Well made the new thread and tagged ye all in it. Right now Vivian is my only character. I have a set up for the second of course but the character is to not be revealed yet. You lot are allowed your two characters of course.

If the tagging didn't work let me know and I will send a link.
The Chronicles of Dosei: Sands of Blood
A Dungeons and Dragons Tale by EWillden

- There are somethings in the world better left forgotten, better left beneath the sands for eternity. This is true with most objects hidden within the world. In the wrong hands they could destroy the world or unleash nightmares you only read in books read to you by your parents.-

There is a city on the sands right on the coast called Saphire, this city is one of many but is the largest. Some claim it is the countries capital ,but it does not hold its keep. It is only the largest do to the fact it holds a port to which it uses to trade with the rest of the world. There are many tailors, blacksmiths, alchemy, and of course a few magic shops as well. All magic shops have connections with the great wizards tower that made its home in the city. Run by the Mages Guild. Some are at aw of its immense size while others are completely terrified. A superstitious lot that believe perhaps the mages delve in the dark arts here and there. Only rumors though however it hasn't stopped a few inquisitions by the Order of Pelor. The other stores are privately owned and there is no telling if a guild runs them or not. The people within the city are all dressed in the typical attire of a middle eastern civilization. The guards dressed in similar fashion only that their silk is sown into the armor they wear. Their swords a mix match of flalchions and scimitars.

However, humans are not the only race that live here. A few halflings, maybe a dwarf or two and other races live within as well. However, not all races are entirely welcome, orcs being a popular hated species in the land. Like anywhere else in the realm orcs live in the deserts as well. Like every other orc tribe the pillage and burn small villages in the country. The lizardfolk that live in the desert are also unwelcomed, the tribes are not overly violent except against those that encroach on their homeland. What makes them so hated is that they are ugly and quite fearful in the eyes of the people that live there. The final species on the hate list is another common race that is hated all over the globe, the drow elves of the underdark. Due to their horrific crimes on the surface it has painted enough of a picture to give people a need to hate them. What makes it more dangerous for them to enter the city is that they would be put to death on sight compared to the other hated races. This did not stop one from entering the city though. She put on a clever disguise though. Due to the necklace drooping from her neck she was able to disguise her self as a simple surface elf. The typical blonde and blue eyes that followed her pale skin.

A smirk formed on her face as she looked the fools as they walked around her bowing their heads. If only they knew who they showing courtesy to. Then again it would only mean her death if they found out. Before she could ever reveal her true self, she would have to make a name for herself. That would take some time and money as well. Trusts would have to be made between people here. She carried with her a scythe, it was a charcoal black with little shine except that provided by the sun. It had little jewels except one. A large amethyst towards the top. The scythe was actually forged around its shape. Vivian took small glances around her as she moved through the crowds. Every so often some vendor would come to her trying to sell her his junk. Vases and pots mostly, she was not interested at all in them. Their design wasn't all that appealing. Event their concept of jewelry wasn't all that exciting. There were a few that did catch her eye though. However, she had to avoid such pleasantries, only because she could not fully try them on to see if she looks good with them because she would have to remove her disguise. She couldn't do that,.... not yet. She sighed as the heat was starting to get to her. She could not understand why the people wore so much silk around their bodies. It only made it even more hot in her opinion. I suppose its the sweat and the air hitting it that keeps them cool. The sun never agreed with the skin of a drow elf. It always seemed to burn so much more brighter. It was even worse being located in a desert. She took notice of a tavern door and decided it was best she wonder inside. What she found was a few drunks and others who just wanted to be left alone. She looked to a board on the wall next to the door and saw that there were job postings. Some of them were poor tastes... especially for her. The tavern was even looking for a spot involving cleaning their toilets. No she did not escape the dark horrors in the underdark and the deadly gazes of her mother to clean toilets.... Then she saw it.

"....The Mages Guild asks for brave souls to embark on a adventure to obtain a sacred artifact, A silver chalice long lost. A representative is sitting at a table in the back to the far right. He will explain details of this quest to those willing to see it through."

She turned heard and saw the table. There was some old man there. He looked frail and weak. Her eyes narrowed as she studied the man. Looks could be deceiving though,... she began to walk closer and noticed a staff leaning against his chair. That explains things,... he is a mage possibly a member of the guild. She walked ever closer and sat down at the round table. "Well you got...."

She was about to say but she was interrupted by the man raising a hand. "Silence,... the others are not here yet." He said. She rose a brow and leaned back in her chair. Others?.... what others.


Appearance:


Her weapon of choice is a Scythe,... it acts as her only defense when her magic fails. She uses it as a channeling rod for her spells giving them more range and effectiveness. However, it does not give her her magic. She can cast with or without it. The scythe is a charcoal black with a amethyst to the right of its blade. It also has a secondary spike at the other end. Excluding from the outfit in the picture she also wears a cloak to hide her drow features, silver hair and dagger like ears.

Name:
Vivian Bloodmoon

Age:
200

Race:
Drow

Class:
Sorceress

Biography:
You have likely heard her story before or perhaps you have not. She is a drow elf of the underdark who escaped the cruelty of her mother. Her mother being the matriarch of her house made it ever more dangerous. She did not escape the life she had because she did not enjoy it, actually to be honest she took a liking into destroying her houses enemies with her arcane magic or cursing them into submission. What made her run was when one of her missions failed. Her and three other of her kin went out on a simple raid upon rival house hoping to help rise their own to glory ,but.... they failed. The enemy knew they were coming somehow and they were ambushed. She was the only one to survive and she knew such a failure would not be smiled upon by her mother. The only mercy she would receive was a quick death but she knew better. Her mother would make her suffer like anyone else. Therefore she ran from her house as far as she could until she reached the surface world. She did not stop there though... she kept running as far south as she could to a place where she knew her kin would not chase her. The lands of endless sand. The sun would be too bright for her kin. She didn't like it either but it was the only way she could make sure. Perhaps over time her body will get used to it. That was her only hope....

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This is a example of what I want to see. Brief details of your character. What they wear and wield and a short biography... but not too short. A paragraph at the least. Do not reveal to much of your characters past. Leave that for character development.
The Chronicles of Dosei: Sands of Blood
A Dungeons and Dragons Tale by EWillden

- There are somethings in the world better left forgotten, better left beneath the sands for eternity. This is true with most objects hidden within the world. In the wrong hands they could destroy the world or unleash nightmares you only read in books read to you by your parents.-

There is a city on the sands right on the coast called Saphire, this city is one of many but is the largest. Some claim it is the countries capital ,but it does not hold its keep. It is only the largest do to the fact it holds a port to which it uses to trade with the rest of the world. There are many tailors, blacksmiths, alchemy, and of course a few magic shops as well. All magic shops have connections with the great wizards tower that made its home in the city. Run by the Mages Guild. Some are at aw of its immense size while others are completely terrified. A superstitious lot that believe perhaps the mages delve in the dark arts here and there. Only rumors though however it hasn't stopped a few inquisitions by the Order of Pelor. The other stores are privately owned and there is no telling if a guild runs them or not. The people within the city are all dressed in the typical attire of a middle eastern civilization. The guards dressed in similar fashion only that their silk is sown into the armor they wear. Their swords a mix match of flalchions and scimitars.

However, humans are not the only race that live here. A few halflings, maybe a dwarf or two and other races live within as well. However, not all races are entirely welcome, orcs being a popular hated species in the land. Like anywhere else in the realm orcs live in the deserts as well. Like every other orc tribe the pillage and burn small villages in the country. The lizardfolk that live in the desert are also unwelcomed, the tribes are not overly violent except against those that encroach on their homeland. What makes them so hated is that they are ugly and quite fearful in the eyes of the people that live there. The final species on the hate list is another common race that is hated all over the globe, the drow elves of the underdark. Due to their horrific crimes on the surface it has painted enough of a picture to give people a need to hate them. What makes it more dangerous for them to enter the city is that they would be put to death on sight compared to the other hated races. This did not stop one from entering the city though. She put on a clever disguise though. Due to her low abilities she wasn't able to use a disguise spell just yet so she had to do the basics. Dark skinned people do live on the surface so all she covered up was her hair and of course her dagger like ears. She tucked them in with a cloth torn from her own cloak. She felt her eyes might be a problem but perhaps pulling her hood forward she can hide them. She was still a bit nervous about being in the city but it was a risk she took.

A smirk formed on her face as she looked the fools as they walked around her bowing their heads. If only they knew who they showing courtesy to. Then again it would only mean her death if they found out. Before she could ever reveal her true self, she would have to make a name for herself. That would take some time and money as well. Trusts would have to be made between people here. She carried with her a scythe, it was a charcoal black with little shine except that provided by the sun. It had little jewels except one. A large amethyst towards the top. The scythe was actually forged around its shape. Vivian took small glances around her as she moved through the crowds. Every so often some vendor would come to her trying to sell her his junk. Vases and pots mostly, she was not interested at all in them. Their design wasn't all that appealing. Event their concept of jewelry wasn't all that exciting. There were a few that did catch her eye though. However, she had to avoid such pleasantries, only because she could not fully try them on to see if she looks good with them because she would have to remove her disguise. She couldn't do that,.... not yet. She sighed as the heat was starting to get to her. She could not understand why the people wore so much silk around their bodies. It only made it even more hot in her opinion. I suppose its the sweat and the air hitting it that keeps them cool. The sun never agreed with the skin of a drow elf. It always seemed to burn so much more brighter. It was even worse being located in a desert. She took notice of a tavern door and decided it was best she wonder inside. What she found was a few drunks and others who just wanted to be left alone. She looked to a board on the wall next to the door and saw that there were job postings. Some of them were poor tastes... especially for her. The tavern was even looking for a spot involving cleaning their toilets. No she did not escape the dark horrors in the underdark and the deadly gazes of her mother to clean toilets.... Then she saw it.

"....The Mages Guild asks for brave souls to embark on a adventure to obtain a sacred artifact, A silver chalice long lost. A representative is sitting at a table in the back to the far right. He will explain details of this quest to those willing to see it through."

She turned heard and saw the table. There was some old man there. He looked frail and weak. Her eyes narrowed as she studied the man. Looks could be deceiving though,... she began to walk closer and noticed a staff leaning against his chair. That explains things,... he is a mage possibly a member of the guild. She walked ever closer and sat down at the round table. "Well you got...."

She was about to say but she was interrupted by the man raising a hand. "Silence,... the others are not here yet." He said. She rose a brow and leaned back in her chair. Others?.... what others.


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If you are here then you are interested enough to make it this far. What you read above is the setting and a part of the plot revealed. I will not reveal it's entirety because it would spoil the story. What happens here depends on the choices the group makes. That said any questions, comments, or concerns you may have you can post below or private message me. Make sure to post your Character sheets in the Character Sheet tab. I will not accept any character sheets posted below in the OC.

Remember no uber characters. Keep them simple and easy, don't worry I wont throw anything at the group that you wont be able to handle. Not saying I will make it easy either.
The same guidelines from the Interest Check page applies here as well. Be respectful.

*I am the GM, if I don't say it happened then it didn't happen.
*I don't write full paragraphs for the hell of it, each bit of it has meaning. Ignoring such points it might end with your character's death.
*Be respectful to other players, I will not tolerate fights starting in my roleplay.
* This role play is NOT rated 18+, however there will be violence, language, and possibly nudity. I am not saying there will be sex or anything for that is against forum rules. Just saying it may get graphic but not too graphic. You have been warned.
*If you do have a complaint or concern pm me and I will have it sorted out.
*I do not kill off player characters. If I do it is to your discretion, other then that when I have battles happen and they will happen. It will be up to you whether your character dies or bleeds during it. I don't expect mortal wounds to occur but I will expect some. Not everyone is skillful enough to avoid damage 100% of the time. Now I am not saying every battle hurt your character. I am saying don't survive every single battle without a scratch. In other words do not God Mod yourself through this role play.
*If you violate the above ruling you will be kicked and your character auto killed. This will be the only case in which I will kill off a character.
*Players are limited to 2 characters each. I am the GM every NPC, that includes people of interest and villains. Are my characters. I do not mind the controlling of certain npcs. However, it is limited to characters of interest, as in those with names. I give not shit to orc 1 or orc 2 but if a orc comes into play and he has a name. He will be treated as a player character. Meaning auto hitting will be strictly forbidden and controlling his movements also forbidden.
*Reminder, I am the GM not you. IF a player does something totally wrong or story breaking I will let them know in the OC or Private message. Do not leave it to yourself to fix it. My ruling is final on every matter.

Roster:
1.@Lucius Cypher Co-Gm
2.@Ryonara
3.@rivaan
4.[Open]
5.[Open]

This is the current roster for my roleplay,... if this is your first time looking at this and you want to join in, comment below or post a character sheet in the character sheet tab.

Rules:
*Do not make GM decisions for me, stuff like time skips or things like that are up to me.
*I am the GM not you, Do not act like one unless I designated you as my Co-GM
*Random enemy npcs are good for autokills but make it interesting and dont god mod it... meaning dont sweep through your opponents like they are nothing. You are capped at level 3 act like a level 3. Remember that.
*A follow up to that rule is that Boss Npcs are strictly immune to autokills. I will determine if a blow hits or not. You can also in turn determine whether their attacks hit you or not. Again don't god mod and go all bruce lee and dodge every attack I throw at you. I don't expect all of my attacks to hit something vital of course or to always hit but I do expect simple things.
*I will never kill off a character unless I have the permission to do so by the creator of said character. This follows the rule up above. I do expect for you to get banged up in fights yes... but you don't have to get hit by the enemy with a brutal hit that could hospitalize you. I won't mind if all you get is a cut across the cheek as long as you get hit by something.
*I do have a Co Gm, she is my voice when I am not around. Her job is only to police the Oc and make sure people follow the rules and behave. Show her the respect you would give me. I agree with a lot of her decisions. If shes posts and it is directed at you for doing something she finds odd. Dont disrespect her and wait for my answer... Chances are she already discussed it with me and I okayed it. Me and Lucius think quite similar in certain situations.

Guidelines for Character Creation:

Alright we are using Core 3.5e of dungeons and dragons. If it is a book that has 3.5e on it I accept it. But now 3.5 Homebrew. In fact no home brew at all. If you need help with links or finding something speak to me or my Co Gm. That said... as long as it is from 3.5e I don't care what it is I will approve of it. If you absolutely want something that is homebrew ask me or my Co Gm first so we can look at it. If it is not op or questionable we may say yes. But ask us first before you implement it. All characters will start at level 3... you will increase in level as each point or milestone of the role play is reached.
Hotaru/Route 2 Side Path









Hotaru taking one of the sandwiches discovered there was enough for two actually and smiled. She took one more but it wasn't for her. After she had gotten the two Tonkatsu sandwiches she returned to her spot next to her two pokemon. She then poked her new partner on his dark wet nose to get his attention. The houndour looked up at her and saw the sandwich and immediately sat up. He didn't know what it was ,but he knew one thing and that was that he wanted it in his belly. "Open up, I got a bit of a surprise for you." She said and the flame dog did as she said. She then proceeded to feed him the sandwich and he enjoyed it for the two bites it was worth.

He looked back up at her to see her eating her own and tilted his head. He wanted more but got the clue that he wasn't getting anymore. He did however wait for any crumbs to fall from the sandwich though. "I wonder what Dune City's like... I've never been outside Estoria since getting here" Rylen said. She looked up and thought about his question. She had never traveled outside of Estoria either. This was all very new to her.... Well not where they were but anything a good distance away from the city would be.
She finished her sandwich and looked to Rylen. "You know, I never really went outside the city's boundaries myself. Too dangerous my father always told me." She then looked around as everyone finished their meal.

"Speaking of which, we wont get there anytime soon if we don't start heading out now right?" She added. She wanted to make as much distance through the desert as possible. The faster they got to the Dune city the better. She also knew there was a ghost ruins somewhere along the lines and she wanted to visit it and catch a few. If she could get her hands on a Duskull that would make her very happy. She was giddy just thinking about it. "After Dune city, do you think we could stop by the ruins too? I want to get me a few more ghost types. Now that I got Houndour I don't have to worry too much about their weaknesses."
I was talking with Lucius and we came to share thoughts about the future of this role play.

Now we ain't killing the RP. What we are thinking of doing us restarting from the beginning.

There were things I wanted to do with the first chapter that I didn't because it moved a bit too fast. This time around I was going to start everyone at lower levels but still make things challenging. But not too challenging. Again will not put you guys in situations where you will die.

Here is what I was thinking. I was going to copy and paste my occ post and ICC post into a new thread and just tag you three in it.

I will keep it open for incase two more want to join. But i was also going to crack down on certain stuff more.

like people not knowing their actual limits and crotch punching Orcs 5x their size.

Also don't expect to see familiar faces from me that is.

@Lucius Cypher@Ryonara@rivaan

Thoughts?
Well I got involved in a Pokemon role play.
Bing
Lol be cool if you had elite 4 from other regions pop up to. Seeing as we had professors from each region it would be farfetched to see
Lance or others. Or the regions gym leaders too.
It's not the poisonous kind. I've had like a good amount of it. I've had squid too.
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