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Play by post for the most part. The character sheet template I will provide does have a stat section with a set number of stat points to assign to be able to gauge characters by. Boss fights will run via chat flip coin system I worked up some months ago. It will be adventure driven with multiple out comes for each scenario.
This rp will run mostly like other casual/advanced where I will leave damage given and taken to the rpers themselves. But as I said with boss fights it will go a little more technical, I'll break it all down in full detail in ooc when the fights arise to keep it stream lined and easy to follow.
Sounds good. I've plenty experience playing and GM'ing D&D/Pathfinder games, so if you need some help, I can do stuff.
Interested, will this be play-by-post or skype-and-roll20?
Well when you're his brother, you get to see him every day and remind him to post. And you get to hear him say "ok," and then watch him not do it.
I will try again tonight.
I will try again tonight.
WELL this died quickly.
"Yes, of course." He matched the guard's formal tone in his response, already knowing of the quest to come. He looked over his shoulder at the servants that scrambled with haste to assemble several cases and bags of gear and clothing from his chambers. A soft sigh announced his liberosis, and he rose about an inch off of the ground. His legs swayed back slightly in a simple levitation as he followed the guard down the ornate corridors of the grand palace.
Similarly to his robes, the carpet that stretched down the hallway was dominated by a vibrant royal sapphire with accents of white. The Caen Limestone walls held many decorations of regal status, such as paintings, tapestry, and fancy mounts for torches during the nights. Above him and the guard hung several chandeliers, spaced about twenty to thirty feet apart. Some hung gems of different sizes and shapes while others had mounts for candles. And every so often, a beam of decaying sunlight would make a weak reflection on the guard's armor, then wipe across the young man's face as they passed a window.
After several minutes of twists, turns and stretches, the Oracle and the guard finally reached the throne room. Lower ranking soldiers stood at either side of the massive hall, and servants bustled back and forth to attend to the noblemen that had gathered. Pillars lined with torches breathed light into the middle of the room, where the morning had failed to caress with its dull daylight. At the edge opposite the massive doors, a silver throne rested on a half-circle rose up by two steps of stairs above the rest of the floor. Large tapestries stretched all they way up to the ceiling, depicting the history of Alexandria.
The Oracle made his way across the room, drawing the attention of the guests, servants and guards alike as he positioned himself before the man on the throne. He lowered to the floor and bent into a well-rehearsed bow before saying "Your Majesty."
Similarly to his robes, the carpet that stretched down the hallway was dominated by a vibrant royal sapphire with accents of white. The Caen Limestone walls held many decorations of regal status, such as paintings, tapestry, and fancy mounts for torches during the nights. Above him and the guard hung several chandeliers, spaced about twenty to thirty feet apart. Some hung gems of different sizes and shapes while others had mounts for candles. And every so often, a beam of decaying sunlight would make a weak reflection on the guard's armor, then wipe across the young man's face as they passed a window.
After several minutes of twists, turns and stretches, the Oracle and the guard finally reached the throne room. Lower ranking soldiers stood at either side of the massive hall, and servants bustled back and forth to attend to the noblemen that had gathered. Pillars lined with torches breathed light into the middle of the room, where the morning had failed to caress with its dull daylight. At the edge opposite the massive doors, a silver throne rested on a half-circle rose up by two steps of stairs above the rest of the floor. Large tapestries stretched all they way up to the ceiling, depicting the history of Alexandria.
The Oracle made his way across the room, drawing the attention of the guests, servants and guards alike as he positioned himself before the man on the throne. He lowered to the floor and bent into a well-rehearsed bow before saying "Your Majesty."
Oracle is completed.
Oracle
The Oracle stands at 5'11" and weighs 140lbs. He is lanky underneath extravagant and royal robes, but he wears a dull expression that overpowers his attire.
Age
18
Sex
Male
Supernatural Abilities
Spellcasting
Even at such a young age, the Oracle is a conduit of incredible arcane and divine power, just as the Oracle before him. With almost uncontrolled potency, the Oracle's reserves of mana surge through him to weave spells that are rivaled only by the dark lords of the cursed wastelands between kingdoms. Because of his connection to all of the gods, the Oracle is naturally proficient with all schools of magic.
Personality
True Neutral
Spending his entire life holed up in the royal palace has left the Oracle as a dull shell of the man he could have been. He comes off as apathetic to the ethics and morals of others, and will insist that he is the Oracle and only the Oracle. He even claims to have forgotten the name granted to him at birth.
Biography / History
Over one thousand years ago, the first Oracle was born into the world. She wore on her right palm a holy symbol burned into her soul, an anchor that tethered her to the Guardians and their power, and she used this arcane and divine might to perform the Ritual of the Keepers to declare Aether as the second Keeper of Time. In a dire effort to maintain Aether's seal on Celestia, the Oracle gave her own life, diffusing her power into the Dark Star, sealing Celestia away for good.
Only eighteen years ago, a boy was born with the Emblem of the Oracle in his palm. He was stolen away from his parents and taken to the royal palace of Alexandria to await the day of the Ritual in safety. He was pampered without question throughout his childhood, and has developed little in self-sufficiency or motivation to accomplish anything other than his goal as the Oracle.
But now the time has come to make pilgrimage, a troop of adventures assemble at his side, ready to guide him through the darkness.
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It seems cool in my opinion, but you'll have to wait for MercuryHg34 to get home from work so he can look it over.
It seems cool in my opinion, but you'll have to wait for MercuryHg34 to get home from work so he can look it over.
>feelings
>necromancy
Sir, there seems to be an error in your question, hahah.
>necromancy
Sir, there seems to be an error in your question, hahah.
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