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Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@A Lowly Wretch ~ On that part... Forgot to mention that I would be away, so apologies about that :X

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Am back after a busy month, mind if I join back? o.o ~

Pirate Treasure

Is the thread still open? ~

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

"Ahh... Do you remember where she'd last gone to?" Klaus let out a deep breath. "Or did she just vanish?" Just like that pointy hat witch... She irked upon knowing that she'd addressed a dog too formally.

"Sir Jodeau," She straightened the folds of her brown cloak before turning to face Fleuri, "Nothing so far that I can find from the puppy Ennifer, same name as the Hero of Orodagor. I don't like it, stuffs that are supposed to be just legends resurfacing like that."

"I tried to follow the other girl, and she was gone right when I stepped out of the Lord's Hall. I'll need to send a few lookouts along various street corners, I wouldn't want to see if the myth of goblins emerging from the shadows turns out to be true."

@Crimson Paladin@VitaVitaAR

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

Interested, are signups still open? ~

Overlord - Glory in a new World

@zelosse
Illyn, ImCool2111

A ghost...? Illyn frowned a bit upon the sight of Overzealous. It was different from what he'd expect, even in a strange world like this. Not my type, not even handsome, this guy, doesn't even have a face...

"New world huh? I'm glad I'm not the only one," He chucked a handful of tabac leaves onto his smoking pipe, before reaching out for a puff from the nearby candle. He was relieved for once that he hasn't bothered shopping away his inventory. It was awkward to use what would be seen as old-fashioned back in 'his' own world, but better than nothing...

"Before I find a way to exit this damned world, I want to join this guild. I'm a bit low-leveled, but I know how to grind and do quests," IMCool2111 placed his oak pipe on the table, letting out a stifling yawn,"Also, do your guild have alcohol and lodgings?"

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Ral
A dragon of Ragnagedon? Ral was at a desert right outside his own domain. Short-tempered like its creator, the sand around him turned into fresh shimmering glass, as the dragonfire singled a part of his cloak. He pondered on what to do with that Verzakian Dragon. It wasn't a good idea to get into any gods' bad side, not especially a god like Ragnagedon, but anyhow, he would just mold some wisdom into that dragon. It was better for a creation of Ragnagedon to be a little more... talkative...?

A flash of light surrounded the Verzakian dragon, the skin of the dragon turned into scales of white crystal. The sky seemed to flicker between images of the White Dragon and the cloudless sky, as Ral finds himself under a wave of invisible dragonfire. He let out a long line of curses, as he vanished again. Another damned failure...

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Somewhere not far from the spire, the air shimmered for a moment, before the God of Treasures emerged in scorched clothings. Where in the hell am I...? For a moment he was glad that he didn't send himself into another god's domain, but the spire that stretched far away from the horizons was as omnious as it looked. The strange flocks of birds are getting to him, not to mention the lingering sense of fear even at this distance.

Ral sat cross-legged against the snowy cliffs, observing the massive structure from afar. The experience with the spawn of an ill-tempered god was enough for his day, he wouldn't want to be so careless anymore. Now that a dragon that he've strengthened will be running wild in this world, but that would be a concern he would have to put aside for later.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

The afternoon sun shone at a coastal village. Small fishing boats have scattered along the nearby waters, with their nets spread wide along the seabed, some of the boats rowed back to the beaches with a good catch for the day. The cliffside tents have blended well against the tint of the hilly rocks.

Ral sat along the hillside campfire, his plain cloak fluttering against the sea breeze. The last visitor is from this village, as far as he remembered. The Truth Seeking Rod, the only artefact that he marked as his own, has unspoken functions that is for of his own purposes. The three visitors over the past few centuries, have came over his domain with small boats.

Over the campfire are a bunch of people, humans that are acting as leaders of a tribe. A group of five of what they call the Village Elders. It would be confusing to see on which held the real say over the village. An oncoming invasion from the enemy tribes, and their plans on fleeing.

"Escape? I disagree with that," Ral threw a fish bone to one side, "Flee the high seas, and there'll be a day where enemies will learn to cross these waters. Take flight like those birds, and they'll find a way to shoot you down with javelins. And the worst thing of all, you'll lose the things you treasure bit by bit, till the tides of the world sweep you away."

"Fight, and you carve the fate of your clan by your grasp of the spears." Ral stood up, breathing out a few curses as he swept the sand away his robes, "And can you please put away that stupid rod? Its hard to twist words around that thing I borrowed you, but I mean what I said, you've my word for that."

"Oh, I almost forgot, Ragnagedon have awoken. The place where the Truth-Seeking Rod points towards, might help you in the long run." The God of Treasures then vanished without a trace, back to his island of treasures.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Ral the God of Treasures

Name: Ral the God of Treasures

Domain: Treasure

Appearance: Being a god that emerged after humanity is born, Ral appears mostly in his human form.

Realm: On an island located in the physical world, surrounded by malevolent storms. Tales of the treasure island is known throughout the human realm, and it is said that entrance is only granted to those of dire needs. A land of gold and jewels scattered across the shores, but it is said at the heart of the island, the God of Treasures will appear and give the passenger the most valuable treasure.

Biography: Ral is one of the younger gods, emerged from the time man started seeking for gold and treasury. He is a god associated with wealth and prosperity. He often gives people who visits his realm magical items that he forged. He specialises in forging divine equipments, and those gifts to men grants them varying power. Like the Binding Sword, Truth Seeking Rod, Ring of Copying. However, he is known to be a benevolent but a very careless god, and time and time again, his objects are used beyond its intended purposes, especially when it falls into the wrong hands. In response to that, he simply created more treasures in hopes of retrieving his scattered artefacts, for he is the kind of god who rarely thinks of unintended consequences.

Notes:

Misc:
"Put that on my Tabula"

Creations

Creations

His creations are mainly artefact that grants varying powers. It is commonly known that nothing beside a god or the void could destroy Ralas' Artefacts. But it can be sealed, hidden, or more often than not, misused.

Sword of Mastery - A sword that he gave to a promising Warrior, it allows a person to bind one senses to the blade, so that the swordsman to master the sword. It ended up becoming an object of slavery after the death of the original user, since Ral have never considered once to add a limit on the number of wielders. It is more often known amongst humans as the Binding Blade, or sword of a hundred men.

Ring of Copying - A ring that can copy anything other than creations, life and death. Intended to just grant limitless gold to a follower, instead it became known as a Cursed Ring over time. Few knew how the ring was originally used, but it is known to replicate things like madness.

Truth Seeking Rod - Ral's newest artefact made for his own purpose. One cannot lie in front of the Crystal Rod, not without any help from gods. The Rod points towards the nearest of Ral's treasure.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@A Lowly Wretch ~ The three artefacts listed are his strongest creations, so no worries about that part ^^;