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Heyo, Ogo, leggo


Hiya! Morgan here. I'm twenty-nine. I am the mountain mama.

Used to be hella active, now I mostly just lurk. Feel free to drop a message if you catch me snoopin', I probably won't bite.

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@Zero Hex
I'm so sorry! I honestly did forget to look him over earlier. He's absolutely 100% accepted. I adore the concept you went with here. Welcome aboard.

@tex
No harm, broski. Thanks for showing an interest! We are definitely full now, though should anybody drop, you'd be welcome to submit an app.





I apologize for all of the delays and whatnot, but I'm pleased to announce that the first IC post has been launched, and with that, the RP has officially begun. Feel free to post away, my lovelies!

As a bit of reference, I'll be including just a mock-up map of the city, to sort of help people visualize where everything is in respect to everything else.

Spell list is still in development. For now, just assume that most of the reoccurring spells will be available. Specialized mages can have access up to third tier spells (-ga, III), while Red Mages should stick with second tier (-ra, II). This isn't a permanent restriction, just something to hold everybody over until the official list is finished. (I'm an excruciatingly slow typist.)

Also! Due to the large number of characters involved in this, I'd ask that all posts include both a header with POV Character's name as well as any appropriate @mentions for those interacted with within the post, if you all would be so kind. Otherwise, we're gonna have a bit of a mess here.

Sorry if the IC is a bit...incoherent. Tired Ogo proofreading/editing might leave something to be desired.

-edit-
Probably would help to actually include the map.

King Roderick I of Thorne

Crystal Palace - Throne Room


Upon the Crystal Throne did the Good King sit as he rested his weary eyes upon the court. They spoke loudly and freely amongst themselves, discussing the week’s festivities, their families, their gossip. The awkward stale air that hung about the chamber like a choking mist had faded quite a bit since the beginning of the week, as foreign dignitaries grew familiar with the customs of the court. It would surely return, Roderick knew that of course, but the little breaks in-between were well-received. Soon the talks would resume and Roderick would have to weigh in. He truly had no authority to do so, but these people valued his opinion on such matters. He still had no idea why.

“It’s still not too late to run away, my king. To have that Grand Adventure we always spoke about.” A soft hand laid over his shortly before Roderick felt the warm air caress his ear and cheek. His smile broadened. Even despite his decayed sense of smell, Roderick could enjoy the full, sweet scent of his beloved. She smelled softly of lilies after a fresh rain. He glanced up at her leaning on him. His precious Dalia. Though her golden curls may have whitened and her skin may have been marked with age, she was every bit as beautiful as the day he first laid eyes upon her. Moreso even. She glowed. And despite decades and decades having passed, Roderick still found himself glancing at her every chance he could.

“Perhaps. But what of Bandit? He’s grown old, fat, and lazy. I imagine he might not be able to keep up, and we couldn’t just leave him here. These folks, why, they’d make HIM king.” Roderick whispered back. Upon hearing his name, the shaggy gray dog, as gray as his master, lying beside the throne lazily raised an ear and cocked an eye up at the king, as if to say ‘Speak for yourself.’

“Oh certainly. And I’d dare say it might even be an improvement.” Dalia replied playfully. Bandit, having lost interest, rolled over and farted

Roderick shook his head in disbelief, but Dalia burst into laughter. It was music to his ears. And infectious. He joined in with his own booming, roaring laugh, drawing curious stares from the court. It continued for a short time before Dalia excused herself to find her composure.

“Your Highness? Shall we continue from where we left off?” one of the dignitaries called out. Roderick managed to calm himself before nodding and making a rolling motion with his fingers. He covered his mouth with his fist to hide the wide smile that his wife had burned onto his face.

Not even such a dry topic could ruin his mood now. Dalia always knew how to raise his spirits. She truly was an amazing woman. Perhaps he finally would step down from the throne and take her out to see the world. He had to admit, it was sounding more and more appealing every day. And after all, didn’t she deserve SOMETHING for putting up with him for all these years?

Absolutely. After the festival, then.





Amelia Thorne

City of Thorne - Tournament Grounds | City of Thorne - Seedy Grand Market Tavern


It truly was a beautiful day. Blue skies with nary a cloud in sight. Warm, yet not too warm. The young paladin thanked her lucky stars that she had been able to draw patrol duty rather than being cooped up within the Crystal Palace all day. Sure, the lake was beautiful this time of year, but she really wanted to just get out and stretch her legs. There was something about all the hustle and bustle of town that really energized her. Especially the huge commotion brought on by the festival.

CLANG!

CLINK!

Wild cheers arose from around one of the nearby fighting arenas, small stages surrounded by powerful barriers supplied by the White Mages in order to protect the audience. There were a few of these set up for this stage of the tournament, though by the end of the week there would only be a single, grand stage.

Obviously something exciting had just gotten the crowd worked up into a frenzy.

Okay, so maybe she just wanted an excuse to go watch the fights. Could anybody really blame her? They were by far one of the biggest highlights of the festival. The weeklong tournament drew warriors from across the islands to compete for fame, fortune, what have you. She so desperately wanted to participate but...duty comes first. At least this way she could somewhat live the dream while still fulfilling her duties.

“...ptain? You asked for me? Captain?”

“Oh. Yes. Sorry. I was just sort of uh…” she started but trailed off. What exactly WAS she doing? Day dreaming? How uncouth.

Amelia returned her gaze from the crowd back to the matter at hand. The voice she had just heard belonged to one of the knights under her charge. A short, slightly portly man named Biggs. He had served under her for quite some time now, and while some were hesitant to follow her orders, Biggs was not. He was a good man. Maybe not the best fighter, but a good man nonetheless.

“Doesn’t matter. The crowd’s getting a bit worked up over there. I’ll need you and...hmm? Where’s Wedge?” she asked.

“Couldn’t say. Maybe the market? He mentioned wanting to pick up the wife something.”Biggs shrugged. Amelia could feel her teeth grinding. Wedge was in a lot of ways Biggs’ opposite: tall and lanky, but with a terrible sense of duty. Honestly he was pretty lazy. Obnoxiously so at times. But damn if he didn’t have a good sword arm. And right about now, he would be…

“Ah. Fine. I’ll hunt him down then. You, sir, shall go watch the crowd. I’ll send him your way when I can. Do try to avoid hurting anybody too much.” she finished, dismissing the short knight with a salute. After he left, Amelia turned and started making her way towards the Grand Market. There were a number of taverns there, and knowing Wedge, he’d likely be plastered already. That would actually be ideal for her. Normally, she’d hunt him down and chew him out, something she still might do, but for the time being, she was grateful for the excuse to go the Grand Market.

She thought back to the letter she had received recently. IF the sender was who she thought it was and IF the letter was even legitimate in the first place, then the tavern it proposed they meet at could only be a single place. Conveniently enough, it lay smack between the tournament grounds and the market, across the road from the Temple of the Crystal, so she made great time.

Once she made it, Amelia gave the place a quick once over, but she was fairly confident that her knight was in another castle. So she ordered a drink from a bar wench, found a fairly empty corner, and went over the possible taverns in the area. The fact that he had been banned from so many of them narrowed it down quite a bit. She ended up with a pretty good idea where exactly he might be, so she decided to just wait around a bit more to see if the “Old Friend” would show up or not.

A few minutes and then she’d leave. That’s what she kept telling herself. She couldn’t help it. Her curiosity got the better of her. And besides, it wasn’t like she absolutely NEEDED to be on the tourney grounds. Surely Biggs could handle that.

Right?
Ha. Haha. Oh kill me, I forgot to click post before I left for work. Sorry guys.
Hey y'all.
Just got home from work. Got called in to work both last night and the night before. Ugh. Sorry for going MIA there, wasn't expecting it to turn into two eight hour shifts plus overtime. IC should be up shortly.
Google Drive is the future my friends.
The one time I DON'T use it just to type up some notes for Ryuzaki? Accidental refresh. All dat work gone. Pain. Suffering.

ANYWAY!
Just an update on the IC: It's mostly done, but I've still got a little bit to go. That being said, it's like...three twenty and I woke up somewhere around twenty-four hours ago. So Imma get some sleep and finish this afterwards. So we're aiming for later on this evening for the RP official launch. Sorry for any trouble this may have caused. I thank you all for your patience. I put some freshly baked cookies in the mail for you all...

...but uh, y'know...I don't really have any addresses, so they're probably just gonna rot in there. Maybe attract ants. That'll be good. Mail-ants are the best ants. Night y'all~

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Dat timing doe.
I'll check over the sheet after me power nap. Bonus points for the picture though. Only top-tier heroes for this adventure. Eatcha heart out, Superman.
@RolePlayerRoxas
You're technically correct.

So, technically, we'd need to send two Comets. :^D
"CHOCOBO KWEH"
-Roundhouse kick-

...Although this reminds me, would there be any kind of limitations to the skills Nila could learn? Like, limited to the staple skills or something?


Right, so I'm currently in the process of putting together a spell list that will be posted in the Magic section. This list will contain all of the spells within this setting, including a description of the spell, rarity, etc. Blue Magic will be included with a listing of what creature/s the spell/ability can be learned from. Use your head there though and don-

<Snipped quote by Oddsbod>

So I can give her all the OP abilities and skirt around 'not enough MP' buy giving her a ton of soma drops. Ufufu.


:'^D

One-man armies may become the target of spontaneous Comet strikes.





Here's hoping everybody has a pleasant enough holiday. I did my stuff yesterday, hence my absence. I've gotta work today, so it'll be Tuesday morning before I'll be back around a PC.

I believe Friday morning I'll throw out the opening post and officially declare the RP as open. Thanks to everybody for your patience!
Yo! Just a heads up: Ryuzaki has agreed to join as a Co-GM. Please make 'em feel nice and welcome. Dude will have the authority to speak on my behalf should I not be around. I'm sure he won't go mad with power. probably
Thanks! Glad you like it. I'll sleep on it and do some final edits tomorrow morning, just to make sure it's all polished up before posting.


Sounds good to me! ^-^
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