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Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Cowl's eyes watched the pebble skip along the water's surface, admiring the stone's struggle to stay afloat. He felt a lot like the stone at that moment, his travels having been lonely and uneasy. He had a companion at the very start, but he died to a bandit's arrow.

His thoughts drifted away as the stranger moved alongside him. He didn't look at the person's face, but he did catch a lock of blonde hair in the corner of his eye. "To Anvil in particular? It's just another stop in my travels. It is a beautiful town, though." He took a moment to look up at the stranger. His eyebrows rose slightly. The woman was not just another native, "I'm looking for something... Or someone." The prince returned his gaze to the river. "And what brings you here? I've never seen someone of your, um, genetic makeup."

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Looks great! Welcome! I'm probably going to add some basic information about the world soon.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Cowl

Name: Cowl
Age: 28
Appearance: Cowl is a handsome man with short brown hair. He has a short, well kept beard and green eyes. He stands at 6'2" and has a lean, muscular build.
Personality: Cowl is a compassionate man who tries to do his best for his people and for people he never met. Anyone you spoke with would say that he is a fair prince and a good friend. He's not one to anger quickly, but he has a dark side for killing. He always takes the responsibility of beheading criminals. This has caused him to lose some feeling when he kills.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

The Town of Anvil
The sun had just started to set, painting the clouds and the mountains surrounding the small town, Anvil, in a beautiful redish pink. The town was made up of about 28 wood homes, smoke rising from every chimney where fires burned to keep the chill of the night out. In the center of the town was a two story town hall, where the town's Count lived. Guards in light mail armor patrolled the dirt paths between homes; the symbol of a black Anvil inside a maroon circle covered their chests.

Cowl
Cowl, Prince of Assail, stood on a bridge which loomed over the lone river cutting through Anvil. His title was hidden to all that knew him. In fact, no one within a thousand leagues would even recognize him. He wore a brown jerkin made up of dragon leather - a material that only the most rich could afford but which did not stand out, and mithril mail. On his shoulders were mithril armor pads. Mirthril pads also covered his elbows and shins. A bastard sword, something between a longsword and shortsword, sat in a scabbard strung across his back. The mithril pads looked like normal steel, accept lighter and stronger. His sword was made of Assali steel, which was known to never break. His gear was probably worth the entire town, but it needed to be strong for his destiny would lead to the darkest places.

The prince sighed. He was leaning over the bridge's railing, watching the various fish in the river jump. He was in the town for rest during his journey. One which he had made alone thus far.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

The first IC post will be coming along shortly!

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

P A Y L E

Hello! Welcome to the world of Payle!
This is a low Fantasy roleplay in which magic is used very rarely. It is usually only used in artifact enchanting and occasionally in rituals.

Payle is the name of the world this is set in, but the continent that the RP starts on is Etheria. There are other continents such as Assail, but the RP won't focus on them. Feel free to make up your own continent if you want. My character will be Cowl, a prince who is looking for an artifact. I have a few ideas on what the artifact may do. There will be some Gods influencing events in the RP, but overall this will be an adventure with fighting and slice of life narratives. The RP setting is very open. I don't mind races such as elves (or other types of elves like dark elves etc), orcs, dwarves and more.

I ask anyone who joins to write a paragraph. I don't expect more and I don't want less. Also, please do not write 7 paragraphs of fluff. There will be fighting in this RP, but that isn't the point of it. If that's what you're here for then you will get bored.

Feel free to bring in a character at any time. You can even bring in a character and some NPCs. I don't mind. Just don't break anything okay!

No need for a CS, although having one will be helpful for people who want to know more about your character.

Here's a link to the discord server for the RP.
discord.gg/8wRs8Bb

Assail

A s s a i l

*Some concepts based on the Malazan Book of the Fallen. The story is unrelated, however.

This is a WIP

The Continent and Story

WIP
Assail is a medium sized continent in which powerful tyrants bring destruction to everything. War is a game to these tyrants and any who try to fight back are killed without mercy. Entire kingdoms have been slaughtered. Invasions from far away empires have been laughably turned back. Even immortal beings, such as the skeleton-like Crux, a civilization of beings who became immortal through a ritual of Death, have been broken upon the shores of Assail.

The roleplay will be fixed on a group of individuals attempting to bring order to the continent, either by making the tyrants bring each other down or by facing them one on one. The roleplay will not have to be done as an entire group. Subplots are more than welcome. Feel free to drop into Assail with your own plot and I'll try to make it work!

Map

WIP

Nations

Pale

Pale is a single city nation located in Assail. The city is located on and encompasses the top of a mountain chain. It is ruled by the only "fair" leader in all of Assail. The nation once had several cities, but after a long and costly war, the nation was reduced to just Pale, the city the nation's name derives from. Pale is ruled by the Eldi, but has many human citizens.

Azra

Azra is a strictly human city, ruled by a feared tyrant who has ravaged all of Western Assail.

Races

Eldi

Skin as black as midnight, the Eldi worship the Realm of Shadow. They stand a head taller than the average height of a human male. Their hair is usually white or red, other wise their appearance is much like a human.

Human

The most numerous race by far. The appearance and size of humans vary greatly.

Grell

Tall and stocky, the Grell have pale green skin and tusks. They are as tall as an average human male, ut much, much stronger.

Custom Race

Feel free to introduce your own race. I'll fit them into the RP.

Magic, Ascendants, and Realms

Magic

Magic is not in the world naturally, rather, it exists in realms. Practitioners of the arcane arts use gates to pull magic directly from their realm of choice. Magic is destructive to the body, and because there is not a "mana" limit, it becomes possible for magic to destroy a body if it is overused. Likewise, a gate can destroy a person if the person accessing said gate does not know how to control the gate’s magic flow. A being is usually born with an affinity towards magic, although wielding magic can be learned. For visual reference, a gate used by a mage to pull power cannot be seen, but it can be felt e.g., a gate to the realm of Ice would bring a chill to the air. A gate to a realm that is meant to be used to travel can be seen, though.

Three of the most important things that an arcane user builds on are arcane endurance, or their ability to maintain the use of mana without damaging their body, gate control, or their ability to open a gate that varies in size, and the number of realms that can be accessed. Note that most mages will only ever learn to use one or two realms - the realm they are born with an affinity to, and another realm they learn to use.

It was previously mentioned that magic does not exist in the world. However, it is more complex than that. Magic is life, and life is magic. Specifically, the lifeblood of a being is cited to be the life of magic. If an enormous battle is fought, the blood spilled could attract spirits, shapeshifters, ascendants, and even gods in what is called a convergence. Some beings can grow off of the shedding of blood. More about this will be mentioned about this in the talk of ascendants. The main point is that a mage cannot use this natural magic found in everything.

Realms

Realms are separate planes of existence from the world. They are full of magic as well as creatures that compliment a realm’s affinity. There are many types of realms, but the most well known are Realm of Death, Realm of Fire, Realm of the Sea, Realm of Ice, Realm of Demons, Realm of Shadows, Realm of the Mind, and the Realm of Light. Each realm has a throne which may be claimed by an ascendant or god, giving the being control of the realm and its creatures. They cannot, however, restrict the magic of a realm from another being, specifically a mage.

Not all realms have a master, as it takes a lot of power to control a realm. The ruler of a realm will have claimed the realm’s throne. In this world, thrones have a lot of power, specifically in realms. Whoever sits the throne commands a realm. It is that simple. The issue most run into is how much a realm will resist the being who tries to take the throne, even resisting the being once they claim a throne. In this way, realms challenge whoever may try to claim the realm.

Ascendants

Ascendants are not gods in the typical sense. They are beings who have, through some great power, managed to become immortal. The way this can be done varies. There are great generals who have ascended due to their knowledge of tactics, victories, and the blood on their hands. Likewise, some great warriors have ascended after spilling the blood of thousands. There is another path to ascension that many have never heard of, the Kirath. Ascending through the Kirath is extremely rare due to the nature of the Kirath, but can be done, as the Kirath is believed to have access to everything.

Kirath

The Kirath are hardly understood forces of nature. They are balanced creators and will appear at random times, capturing even the strongest beings. Kirath appears as trees with nigh invulnerable roots that will grab beings of power, pulling them into the earth, imprisoning them until the Kirath dies. When a Kirath appears, it appears as a massive oak-like tree. The tree will be in the middle of a yard, the yard walls being the Kirath’s roots mixed with foliage and other trees that the Kirath may bring with it. A Kirath yard varies in size. Some are the size of a mansion while some may be the size of a couple of blocks. The smaller Kirath yards have a single gate which leads to the center tree. The larger yards appear to be mazes, usually growing as more beings are imprisoned.

The center tree can conjure an oval like, dark green portal for those who it allows. The portal will transfer the user to the Kirath Halls, a place of infinite knowledge and access to everything. Of course, such a place usually leads to many lost souls and is highly dangerous.

Character Sheet and Other Information

Chracter Sheet

Name: (First and last, or a single name/title your character goes by.
Age:
Appearance: (Pictures, or text-based descriptions are both fine)
Personality: (Optional)
Height:
Race: (One of the primary races, or one of your own creation.)
Home Nation: (One of the four primary nations, or a nation of your own creation.)
Magical Capabilities: (Realms, specific speciatlities etc)
History: (Your backstory.)

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Cowl

Cowl found himself following someone else at a distance. Truthfully, Cowl had been moving along slowly and lost sight of the formidably dressed figure. It was easy enough to guess that the person was also heading to the Skingrad headquarters. The usual armor worn in the area was a guard kit or some leather armor thrown together by a bandit. Thoughts of the other individual aside, Cowl was happy - no happy wasn't the word for it - satisfied that the journey was over. He had gone a long distance on just his two legs. He was tired and needed some food.

The headquarters didn't have any gaudy features. Much like the city of Skingrad, the headquarters were gray. The company probably had other places to spend its coin other than paint. Plus, blending with the city probably made the city's residents happy. In the yard, he saw the same two sparring mercenaries. They appeared tired now as if they had been sparing for hours. Cowl paused to give a slight nod of his head to acknowledge the art that was swordplay. It took formidable reflexes, strength, stamina, and training to survive multiple battles. As a mage Cowl had yet to physically meet an opponent because of well-trained swordsmen. A few moments later Cowl resumed his trek to the door where he stepped inside without another thought.

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Cowl Agryn

Name: Cowl Agryn
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance:

Argyn

With nothing more than some leather boots and magi robes, Cowl is simply dressed. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He is of fair skin and stands at 6 feet exactly. He's comely in appearance, although he has some fading scars on the right side of his face from a burn. Finally, he has a full, short and well-kept beard.
Personality: While never someone to be angry, Cowl does lack compassion. That doesn't make him a mean or unkind person, he just doesn't always realize that he may be a jerk. Usually, he is seen as a kind man, though, until people see his lack of care.

Cowl has been headstrong since he was a child. He was raised in High Rock, a place of factions and feuds. He moved away when he could, joining the Mage's Guild for a short time before being removed for a lack of care when it came to who was on the other side of the fireball. His parents are still alive and, to Cowl's surprise, he wouldn't mind seeing them again. After all, they did nothing wrong in the first place.
Class:
Major - Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration
Minor - Enchanting (if this is ok!), restoration, athletics, illusion
Equipment: "Adept" Robes enchanted with magicka regeneration, a hood enchanted with a magicka increase, and boots enchanted with an additional magicka increase. A handful of potions (2 minor magicka and minor 2 health potions).
History: From High Rock to Cyrodiil, from Mage Guild to outcast, Cowl has traveled a fair bit. His plan for life was to rise through the Mage's Guild, but because that did not work he was forced to consider other options. He wanted adventure and he wanted excitement. He needed money and he needed a way, or an excuse rather, to use magic excessively. Cowl thought of no better way to fulfill his needs than to become a mercenary. A bonus to this was that he didn't even care what the cause was. With that, Cowl found himself joining the Skingrag Company.

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Was going to go with a Nord but after I woke up and thought about it more, mages really are fun and I usually don't play one so!

Cowl Agryn

Name: Cowl Agryn
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance:

Argyn

With nothing more than some leather boots and magi robes, Cowl is simply dressed. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He is of fair skin and stands at 6 feet exactly. He's comely in appearance, although he has some fading scars on the right side of his face from a burn. Finally, he has a full, short and well-kept beard.
Personality: While never someone to be angry, Cowl does lack compassion. That doesn't make him a mean or unkind person, he just doesn't always realize that he may be a jerk. Usually, he is seen as a kind man, though, until people see his lack of care.

Cowl has been headstrong since he was a child. He was raised in High Rock, a place of factions and feuds. He moved away when he could, joining the Mage's Guild for a short time before being removed for a lack of care when it came to who was on the other side of the fireball. His parents are still alive and, to Cowl's surprise, he wouldn't mind seeing them again. After all, they did nothing wrong in the first place.
Class:
Major - Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration
Minor - Enchanting (if this is ok!), restoration, athletics, illusion
Equipment: "Adept" Robes enchanted with magicka regeneration, a hood enchanted with a magicka increase, and boots enchanted with an additional magicka increase. A handful of potions (2 minor magicka and minor 2 health potions).
History: From High Rock to Cyrodiil, from Mage Guild to outcast, Cowl has traveled a fair bit. His plan for life was to rise through the Mage's Guild, but because that did not work he was forced to consider other options. He wanted adventure and he wanted excitement. He needed money and he needed a way, or an excuse rather, to use magic excessively. Cowl thought of no better way to fulfill his needs than to become a mercenary. A bonus to this was that he didn't even care what the cause was. With that, Cowl found himself joining the Skingrag Company.