Mr Irony II

Styria: Years of Blood (Adult 18+)

Affoia

Images of Affoia

City on the Water


Fortress across the channel Valhaln


Affoian Rulling Castle

City-State:
Affoia
Rulers:
Grace Alcander III (52) Gout Stricken, Desma (Deceased)
Son: Araxes (24) (Deceased)
Heir/Son: Galen (13)
Daughters: Carina (20), Desma (17)
Bastard: Adonis 28
Rulers Sibilings: Frederick (42), Isabella (30), Gregory (46)
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History: Affoia has had a colorful history over the past. Some of it painted red with war and blue of peaceful times. The Affoians have a close history with its neighbor to the north Ospira most of it recently has been in the form of war. The War of the Maiden as it was aptly named since it had started with the death of the Ospirian Lady Serena von Ospira who was to Araxes, current heir of Affoia that time. How and why the young woman was murdered is unknown. To the members of Affoia they believed it was banditry gone wrong, what the Ospirian’s think would be a radically different story. Forced to a stalemate with the Ospirans and left a foul taste in mouths of most Affoians. Since the war all trade to Ospira has been cut, merchants that want to risk the journey were allowed but frowned upon.

Affoia has also been in the affairs of the Puratani, including the involvement in their civil war. Backing the eldest son, believing the eldest should take the crown and keep their influence firmly in the city. This, however, failed the Affoian’s since they couldn’t fery soldiers quick enough to back the eldest son. Troops that did make it to Puratani lands found themselves in a war of survival against the combined forces of the youngest son and Ospirian forces. Leaving a thorn in side of Affoia that annoyed them for years to come.

I'm gonna add more later for flavor but otherwise done

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

I don't know yet. I'm a little further north but still in a heavily affected area. I'm playing it by ear right now.

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

I'll start dabbling with a map but just for everyones information if I disappear its because of Hurricane Dorian. I got to see what its doing.

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

Once I garner enough interest I will release that information. Plus I got to make the map. I can, however, send you a description of the kingdom itself in pm if that is adequate for now.

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

There are no restrictions except when it comes wizards/mages. Magic users are as rare as the blood type -AB blood type so there will be only one maybe two if you make a good argument. I just would like characters to have some sort of elevation in he army.

The Elven Duke/Duchess and Baldric are the closest of friends but other wise it's up to he players creativity.

You can make your own faction. I have no problems with that.

Characters can be a Korilan survivor, an Avernian knight looking for glory, it's up to your discretion. I just mentioned the major players up above.

Styria: Years of Blood

Yes sir.

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

The rain pelted the blood-soaked warriors of Korilas, holding back the frenzied horde of orcs, undead, and other such madness. Lighting was the only flash during the midnight hours that gave any such direction on either side. Metal sang and blood sprayed as the men and women of Korilas held back the savages warriors to allow as much of the populace to flee to the neighboring kingdom across the mountains of Avern.

King Whodes was among the men fighting back, that was until the Army of Darkness brought in ogres to break the ever breaking stalemate. Alongside him, his distant kin Baldric held the line. The king's torso crunch under the titanic swing of ogres massive club. Unable to reach the king's body Baldric rallied the men twice to at least size Whodes broken body. The men were broken but in that very moment, the Elven Duke/Duchess of the Crystal Glades appeared with hope. Raining down swift death from afar that allowed Baldric and what remained of the royal guard to seize the late King Whodes body.

With Elven help, Baldric and what remained of his forces forced a series of landslides to massively slow the conquering army. Coming into the fertile plains of Avern beat and bloodied the Korilian people fleed to the kingdom's capital of Savar. Baldric as the unofficial leader of what remained of his people demanded an audience with all the rulers of the realm. Revenge lingered in the man’s eyes, no dared questioned his motives on to why he demanded this meeting.

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They were all there. Men, Elves, Dwarves even the finicky citadel of wizards sent an envoy to hear out this preposterous cry of help from the Korilan Grand Marshal. Baldric with his remaining good eye stared at the sea of vultures and they stared right back.

“Death comes for us all. King Whodes is dead, the entire damn royal family is gone. The prince and my son died trying to retake Garlan Hill. The Queen and her daughters were captured fleeing the capital and burned alive. The king himself died within my sight, crushed to death. It now seems like mercy now that he joins his family in the heavens now.”

In Baldric’s pause, the Borvan crown prince came down to the Grand Marshall, with rage in his eyes. He had been betrothed the late Korilan Princess Evelyn and the only one to tame is wild heart since they had first met. Taller than Baldric but the Prince respected the man since he had helped honed his skill in his youth.

“Burned alive you say?” The Borvan Prince spoke simply.

“Yes and then if the scouts are to be believed later they were eaten.” Baldric replied that left the assembly in utter shock and gossip spread. Just how barbaric was this army? It left everyone to ponder.

The prince wept but only one tear as the same vengeance that burned in Baldric now burned within the prince. Without his father’s consent, the Borvan Crown Prince nodded to Baldric. “Borvas will stand with you even if the assembly does not I at least have a spine.” His statement left the room in utter shock.

“My father did tell me stories about you Baldric and he hated you.” The young Avernian King/Queen stepped down. “A maverick and sometimes an asshole but never a liar. I will also join you since I’m the next to be attacked.”

Several other kings, queen and even the enigmatic Wizards of Morban agreed to help. To an extent of course. All eyes looked to the Elven and Dwarven leaders, curious as to what their answers would be. The High Thane Gravant nodded, his blood debt the humans would be paid with Dwarven might. The Eleven Queen looked towards the Dwarfs to stay out of the human affairs but like her shorter counterpart nodded in agreement.

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Some months later the massive coalition of all countries and nations gathered together waiting for the massive horde the consumed the Korilian people outside of the mountain paths. The last of the blockades removed and now death stared down upon all people prepared to strike at humanity as the horns of that sounded the murderous army forward. Straight into the combined might of all races

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This intro is a bit to the point. It’s a fantasy war that involves the struggle of all the races. They’re gonna have to work together despite the fact that some of them really down’ like the other races. I’m going to spice it up some along with a co-gm’s help if one is willing.

Important roles: Duke/Duchess of The Crystal Glades, Borvan Prince, Avernian King/Queen

Death comes for us all (A fantasy war rp)

The rain pelted the blood-soaked warriors of Korilas, holding back the frenzied horde of orcs, undead, and other such madness. Lighting was the only flash during the midnight hours that gave any such direction on either side. Metal sang and blood sprayed as the men and women of Korilas held back the savages warriors to allow as much of the populace to flee to the neighboring kingdom across the mountains of Avern.

King Whodes was among the men fighting back, that was until the Army of Darkness brought in ogres to break the ever breaking stalemate. Alongside him, his distant kin Baldric held the line. The king's torso crunch under the titanic swing of ogres massive club. Unable to reach the king's body Baldric rallied the men twice to at least size Whodes broken body. The men were broken but in that very moment, the Elven Duke/Duchess of the Crystal Glades appeared with hope. Raining down swift death from afar that allowed Baldric and what remained of the royal guard to seize the late King Whodes body.

With Elven help, Baldric and what remained of his forces forced a series of landslides to massively slow the conquering army. Coming into the fertile plains of Avern beat and bloodied the Korilian people fleed to the kingdom's capital of Savar. Baldric as the unofficial leader of what remained of his people demanded an audience with all the rulers of the realm. Revenge lingered in the man’s eyes, no dared questioned his motives on to why he demanded this meeting.

------------

They were all there. Men, Elves, Dwarves even the finicky citadel of wizards sent an envoy to hear out this preposterous cry of help from the Korilan Grand Marshal. Baldric with his remaining good eye stared at the sea of vultures and they stared right back.

“Death comes for us all. King Whodes is dead, the entire damn royal family is gone. The prince and my son died trying to retake Garlan Hill. The Queen and her daughters were captured fleeing the capital and burned alive. The king himself died within my sight, crushed to death. It now seems like mercy now that he joins his family in the heavens now.”

In Baldric’s pause, the Borvan crown prince came down to the Grand Marshall, with rage in his eyes. He had been betrothed the late Korilan Princess Evelyn and the only one to tame is wild heart since they had first met. Taller than Baldric but the Prince respected the man since he had helped honed his skill in his youth.

“Burned alive you say?” The Borvan Prince spoke simply.

“Yes and then if the scouts are to be believed later they were eaten.” Baldric replied that left the assembly in utter shock and gossip spread. Just how barbaric was this army? It left everyone to ponder.

The prince wept but only one tear as the same vengeance that burned in Baldric now burned within the prince. Without his father’s consent, the Borvan Crown Prince nodded to Baldric. “Borvas will stand with you even if the assembly does not I at least have a spine.” His statement left the room in utter shock.

“My father did tell me stories about you Baldric and he hated you.” The young Avernian King/Queen stepped down. “A maverick and sometimes an asshole but never a liar. I will also join you since I’m the next to be attacked.”

Several other kings, queen and even the enigmatic Wizards of Morban agreed to help. To an extent of course. All eyes looked to the Elven and Dwarven leaders, curious as to what their answers would be. The High Thane Gravant nodded, his blood debt the humans would be paid with Dwarven might. The Eleven Queen looked towards the Dwarfs to stay out of the human affairs but like her shorter counterpart nodded in agreement.

-------

Some months later the massive coalition of all countries and nations gathered together waiting for the massive horde the consumed the Korilian people outside of the mountain paths. The last of the blockades removed and now death stared down upon all people prepared to strike at humanity as the horns of that sounded the murderous army forward. Straight into the combined might of all races

=============================================

This intro is a bit to the point. It’s a fantasy war that involves the struggle of all the races. They’re gonna have to work together despite the fact that some of them really down’ like the other races. I’m going to spice it up some along with a co-gm’s help if one is willing.

Important roles: Duke/Duchess of The Crystal Glades, Borvan Prince, Avernian King/Queen

REIGN IN HELL: Ultra-Violent Demonic Shonen Battle

Interested.

Styria: Years of Blood

Interested sir.