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I've always liked creative stuff - art, writing, crafts - but haven't always made enough time for it. I find I'm always more likely to come back to RPs because someone else is waiting...I've got loads of stories I started but never quite finished. Hopefully RPing can get me back into writing more.

I like fantasy (medieval settings with magic, dragons etc), sci-fi (Love AI and space) and anything else that stays interesting enough really :)

PM me if you want to know any more, I'm always happy to chat to new people!

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First a few questions

The usurpers is about a group of Rebels, 40 years after the Great War trying to take back control of Silith which is ruled by the mysterious and evil Council.


Is there something that makes them "evil"? I just tend to find most people have reasons for their actions and, right or not, don't consider themselves evil.

Because the council rules and prohibits commoners from learning any type of combat, you will have little formal training with melee or magic based fighting.


So being on the side of the council is off limits? (Not a problem, just checking).

Character sheet

Name: Alissa

Appearance: Tall, thirty five year old woman, remarkably plain, short dark hair (just above her ears) and often wears worn a hooded cape.

Personality: Curious but cautious. She cares, above all else, about her family.

Class: Flower seller (and good listener)

Magical affinity: None that she knows of (not allowed to practice, right?)

Equipment: She carries a flower basket, sometimes also selling bread when her neighbour is too ill to sell his own wares.

Backstory: Her family have always lived in Vilnick but were a family of blacksmiths. When the council first took over her grandfather was killed for having forged weapons for the Templars. Her father was left with strict instruction to only forge horse shoes, a waste of his talent, and then ten years ago a noble approached her father enquiring about a set of ornate metal pokers. After thirty years of horse shoes her father decided it was punishment enough and it would do no harm.

The noble man boasted of his new fireside tools to a visiting member of the council and, meaning only to increase publicity for the talented man, he told the council who had designed and crafted the set of pokers. Her father was banned from ever smithing again and, as an extra hit to his mascuility, the huge man was given only one profession his family could go into: Flower selling. (This includes anyone who marries into the family, leading Alissa to be further avoided by the men of Vilnick).

Now her father spends most of his days sitting, dejected, in the town square with his spread of flowers before him. Alissa walks the town, selling where and when she can and adding fresh loaves to her wares when the baker next door can't get out to sell them himself. In her years of selling Alissa has found herself being overlooked, almost as if she were a part of the scenery. Perhaps it is her plain face or the fact a quiet street seller truly does blend into the street itself ... but whatever the reason she over hears conversations, whispers and gossip ... and the talk of the knights on patrol.
Elk stepped warily inside, the rough wood of the door still a comfort against her palm as she stood in the door way. Nerves held her feet for a moment, new people, companions for quests ... would she choose well? ... She knew not but the alternative was to go alone. Elk thought of the unfinished quests, the many half started, the stumped finishes and blocks she had reached ... and before she knew it her feet were carrying her further into the entrance hall.

"Hello?" She called out, to the room.
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