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The Seat of the High King ( High-Fantasy World Building)

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The Seat of the High King ( High-Fantasy World Building)

THE SEAT OF THE HIGH KING

Story

My Hider

The High King have been ruling the Island of Rayisa for over eighty years with a mighty grip. All the five territories were under his control, Humans, Orcs and other creatures swore loyalty to him. Even the Elven society were both afraid and respectful of his reign. The High King however was a Human, and of late an elusive illness came to him which threatened the peace in the entire Island. He had no direct Heirs and so a chaotic upheaval was boiling up in his court.

The various Orcish Tribes are fighting amongst themselves to rule the Eastern Lands of Ghelanard and aim for the High King's Seat.

The Elven Society in the Southern forests of Aljaan are planning to overthrow the human rule and take over the Island.

And finally a mysterious evil was brewing up in the silent deadly lands of Ardumwat in the West.

Various races, factions, banners, lone heroes or individuals are aiming to win the High King's Seat and rule over the entirety of Rayisa.

Who are you going to be in this Epic tale of treason and lust for ultimate power in the world of Diyar.

Geographic Summary

My Hider

This RP takes place in the fictional fantasy world of Diyar. In the Island of Rayisa. The Island is massive, and it is divided into five territories all governed by The High King.

The first territory is the central province of Alinsu, which contains the capital city of Almasa where the High King rules. Alinsu is populated mostly by Humans and non human slaves or laborers.

The second territory is the northern deserts of Qahila, populated by the Sand people, humans adapted to the harsh conditions. Barbaric tribes of rebellious mutated humans, and some Orcs populate it in the form of little towns as well.

The third territory is the southern forests of Aljaan, beautiful woods and heavens populated by the Magical Elven Society. Some Other non Elves populate it such as Owl headed humanoids.

The forth territory is the eastern Valleys of Ghelanard, the lands of the Orcs. Orcs mostly populate these lands with various tribes and societies.

The fifth territory is the western Deadlands of Ardumwat, extremely mysterious, uncharted and feared. The home of all kinds of fear and legends.

Races

My Hider

Humans: Humans are spread throughout Rayisa and are occupying all sorts of jobs and ranks. They are the most common race, and the most racist of them all.

Orcs: Orcs have been around Rayisa for as long as none could recollect. There are numerous tribes and each tribe is headed by a war chieftain. Orc slaves are the only orcs living in Human cities such as the capital, Almasa. Warrior and free Orcs either live in their native land of Ghelanard in the East or in small towns in the deserts of Qahila in the north.

Elves: The Elves have created their own partial government in the southern forests of Aljaan, the collective Elven Population there are known as the Elven Society. Elves are quite skillful in Magic and the Mystic Arts, and hence they have a college of Magic in the depths of Aljaan forest.

Other Races: Owl headed Humanoids in the Aljaan forests, mutated barbaric humans in the deserts, speaking spiders in the western deadlands, Harpies, ghouls, trolls, and numerous other Races yet undiscovered or uncommon.

Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Race: (with description if it is a race of your own. Must be approved by me.)
Appearance: (Anything but Anime please, or real photos. Also stay clear of overused photos from famous movies or media.)
Description: (of appearance in detail, optional but recommended for character depth)
Bio: (Make it worth the read.)
Role: (adventurer, shopclerk, fugitive orc...etc you can be anyone)
Skills:
Weapons:

You may add as much info and categories to the CS as you want, as long as it is balanced and interesting it is very much welcome!

Currently you may make up to 3 Characters.

Warcraft/LOTR/GOT inspired world building fantasy. (Multi-char big RP)

This still a thing?

@ManoftheNorth

Yeah absolutely, the interest thread is basically dead so amma throw out an OOC soon anyway and let you know.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

In the distant blurred image of blue and high temperature, dark blue, the hue of night, Shelly saw two dark figures outside the Sandy Rose Saloon. After a horrendously tiring attempt to squint his eyes and see who it was, through his now sweating mask, he finally recognized the figures.

A volume of sugar, and a man of death and coffins. The same man who was Shelly's victim of home invasion, and an unspeakable sort of violation of manners. And civilization. Shelly forced away an artificial giggle.

When Rose walked in, Shelly followed as he walked past Archie. Archie was standing there, Shelly smiled beneath the mask and tipped his hat at the Coffin Maker. Told him evening in the most sarcastic and teasing tone.

"Madam O' Glorious beverages and holy patron of beautiful whores," Shelly eyed Marlett from the door as he walked into the saloon, then resumed his staring back to the bar "grace this poor soul with that expensive bottle O' Nectar you keep. A full O'course."

He walked over to the bar and made himself comfortable on one of the very few available stools as he waited for Rose. He slammed a generous amount of stolen dollar bills on the counter, Archie's hard earned money.

Warcraft/LOTR/GOT inspired world building fantasy. (Multi-char big RP)

@ManoftheNorth OP updated.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

@Tsar Gatto Yeah there is going to be some major stuff happening in the next few posts, something along the lines of a bloodfest.

If anyone dies it would be interesting, like the character owner will just make a new character, this could be an open RP that goes on as far as it is active. With various plots going on.

With Shelly I hoped to start another little conflict which will unfold soon I hope.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

Shelly was a bit disappointed when he realized that such a fine bottle would cost him a little fortune. He did have enough to pay for it from his last job, even though it was a shitty one, however he needed his money for his own personal quest which he put on hold to rest. Marlett was still playing with his guns, probably getting bored of not having a proper company tonight.

He grunted loudly, he raised his head to meet the eyes of the smoking hostess, "I will be right back, I think I left some of my dollars outside." He needed a quick buck, and he knew where to get one. Shelly moved out of the crowded bar and skipped to his table, allowed Marlett to wrap his pistol holsters below his hips, crisscrossed. Sex. She was moaning by the time she was done, he comforted her with a whisper and promised to come back.

There was an exceptionally attractive young man by the bar which Shelly picked off the scent of Death from, a scent he is too far familiar with. And judging by his apparel and good demeanor, he was a perfectly wealthy, Shelly thought.

When The young man busted out of the saloon, like a frightened Indian running away from a fleet of Dutchmen, Shelly took the opportunity to stalk him. He managed to catch up silently and hide in the night's hot shadows. He waited outside the young man's workshop until he was out again in the same amount of rush.

Shelly waited for two more minutes before walking out of the shadows and approached the workshop. He smelled death and an expensive fragrance as well. The door wasn't locked, it didn't really matter, but Shelly was amused nevertheless. He walked in and slowly searched around, looking for some gold so he could just go back and get that bottle tonight. Perhaps bed Marlett and sip of the godly nectar.

There were tools around, pictures, lots of wooden pieces and and ropes, no gold. Shelly kept searching and finally decided to try the young man's living quarter. There he found a small safe and some boxes around. Shelly took out a pin and cursed it with some Indian chants, his red eyes gleaming in the dark room.

The safe opened, he was quite excited, he needed some grass or sugar. He took whatever coins and dollar bills from the safe and decided to leave it open. He intentionally walked out the room while breaking whatever vases or furniture in his way. He finally reached the door, then decided to leave the young man a present.

Shelly took a huge dump in one of the Coffins. Closed it and walked out, heading for the bar.

"Expensive fragrance THAT, fancypants."

Warcraft/LOTR/GOT inspired world building fantasy. (Multi-char big RP)

THE SEAT OF THE HIGH KING

Story

My Hider

The High King have been ruling the Island of Rayisa for over eighty years with a mighty grip. All the five territories were under his control, Humans, Orcs and other creatures swore loyalty to him. Even the Elven society were both afraid and respectful of his reign. The High King however was a Human, and of late an elusive illness came to him which threatened the peace in the entire Island. He had no direct Heirs and so a chaotic upheaval was boiling up in his court.

The various Orcish Tribes are fighting amongst themselves to rule the Eastern Lands of Ghelanard and aim for the High King's Seat.

The Elven Society in the Southern forests of Aljaan are planning to overthrow the human rule and take over the Island.

And finally a mysterious evil was brewing up in the silent deadly lands of Ardumwat in the West.

Various races, factions, banners, lone heroes or individuals are aiming to win the High King's Seat and rule over the entirety of Rayisa.

Who are you going to be in this Epic tale of treason and lust for ultimate power in the world of Diyar.

Geographic Summary

My Hider

This RP takes place in the fictional fantasy world of Diyar. In the Island of Rayisa. The Island is massive, and it is divided into five territories all governed by The High King.

The first territory is the central province of Alinsu, which contains the capital city of Almasa where the High King rules. Alinsu is populated mostly by Humans and non human slaves or laborers.

The second territory is the northern deserts of Qahila, populated by the Sand people, humans adapted to the harsh conditions. Barbaric tribes of rebellious mutated humans, and some Orcs populate it in the form of little towns as well.

The third territory is the southern forests of Aljaan, beautiful woods and heavens populated by the Magical Elven Society. Some Other non Elves populate it such as Owl headed humanoids.

The forth territory is the eastern Valleys of Ghelanard, the lands of the Orcs. Orcs mostly populate these lands with various tribes and societies.

The fifth territory is the western Deadlands of Ardumwat, extremely mysterious, uncharted and feared. The home of all kinds of fear and legends.

Races

My Hider

Humans: Humans are spread throughout Rayisa and are occupying all sorts of jobs and ranks. They are the most common race, and the most racist of them all.

Orcs: Orcs have been around Rayisa for as long as none could recollect. There are numerous tribes and each tribe is headed by a war chieftain. Orc slaves are the only orcs living in Human cities such as the capital, Almasa. Warrior and free Orcs either live in their native land of Ghelanard in the East or in small towns in the deserts of Qahila in the north.

Elves: The Elves have created their own partial government in the southern forests of Aljaan, the collective Elven Population there are known as the Elven Society. Elves are quite skillful in Magic and the Mystic Arts, and hence they have a college of Magic in the depths of Aljaan forest.

Other Races: Owl headed Humanoids in the Aljaan forests, mutated barbaric humans in the deserts, speaking spiders in the western deadlands, Harpies, ghouls, trolls, and numerous other Races yet undiscovered or uncommon.

If interested please post, I will have the OOC in a few days.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

Shelly was still waiting for the service girl to come back with the red wine, he wondered where she'd gone to. Grass he thought, loads of grass. He reached his hands down his shirt and scratched his scarred stomach as his other hand was feeling Marlett's baby face.

"Will be back here in a bit babe, daddy gotsa see his red wine business." He walked towards the bar, an air of tension and held back rage was fuming about it. "Evenin' fellas, anybody see a fine babe, five four, cute in a ridiculous saloon outfit. Oh she has this rust voice too. She was supposed ta deliver me my red wine."

He made a quick glance back at his table, Marlett was touching his guns, his leather holsters. He looked back at the busy bar, at none in particular but at an empty 1740 Williams Root Drink. "Got anya that? Or it is up there for braggery and vanity?" He was speaking to Rose.

Project Sigma. [Space ship / captain Roleplay]

Apologizing for not being able to continue, blame being too busy to commit these few days. Will keep my eyes on this however, seems interesting.