Orcus

Orcus' Interest Check.

Made some changes to the rules, anyone can apply now. :p

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Ro

When he mentioned crushing both groups Ro turned a eye on him, his eyes taking on a fiercely predatory quality to them. "If what you say is true, I do believe I can help you solve this pest problem." Ro said, looking over at his army. "But on one condition, everything that falls in battle every little mortal and dragon that dies is mine." He continued, He sat and awaited Drumagath's answer to his little condition. He doubted the other dragon would care and in return Ro could gain even more power and perhaps Ro could turn it around on Drumagth or even see what the other dragon would do and aid him further. Either way Ro would walk out of this stronger and he could deal with the two orders that are a threat to him wiping all life off this planet and letting a new one grow in it's place.

Island in a Sea of Death

Name:Ranger (Born Joseph L Carter)

Appearance:

Appearance

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Occupation: Crimnal- Multiple Bank robberies, murders, assaults, possession of automatic firearms, drug possession with the intent to sell. Currently trying to pass himself off as a Park Ranger.

Hobbies:Ranger seems to enjoy playing games based in logic like Chess, he enjoys reading, and is often see scribbling in a journal.

Values: Money, power, loyalty, and Beauty.

Goal: Ranger wishes to see the settlement become rich and a shining beacon of power within these dark times.

Associated NPCs: N/a

History:Ranger, his real name being Joseph was born into crime. His father was a very powerful drug lord and his mother a addict to some heavy drugs. He grew up learning how to fight dirty from his father, how to handle a weapon, as well as appreciation for the finer things in life. It was his schooling it was all he knew, as he grew older he became his fathers go-to guy. Starting out running and dealing drugs, graduating to organized killings with some of his fathers "Associates." He was exposed to killing much akin to soldiers are to battle, it was like another day on the job and it didn't affect him at least what people observed anyways.

A couple of years before shit hit the fan he had broken free of his fathers shadow and started robbing banks with a group of his own. The group became the FBI's most wanted due to the fact they traveled coast to coast robbing banks. They kept the money but the attacks seemed to be only against certain banks and businesses as if someone else besides Joseph pulled the strings. They just happened to be in Kansas during the early stages and for their last robbery they all turned on each other. In the end Joseph emerged victorious, he fled and found a ranger cabin. It's here where he took on the guise of a ranger he read all of the survival handbooks within so he could pass off as one. Eventually he found the university and has been with them ever since.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Posted for sir Ro.

Orcus' Interest Check.

Bump, did some editing to the fandoms added a few plot ideas.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Ro

The sounds of the dead within his thoughts was all he heard, but then they noticed the emerging party even as they slipped passed his borders. Their thoughts speaking of interlopers the stink of death coming from one of them. He was surpised to find the stink of death emerging from one of the dead dragon they brought with them they offered it as a gift and the dragon raised his head looking to the humans that had followed him. "Take it back to the tower." He said, the human nodded. "Yes Dead Father." It said, and left to go gather more humans. Ro paused letting the group wait even longer for his reply before finally speaking. "It has been awhile Drumagth, you know how i feel about the order. But the gift you have given me has my attention for the moment." He said, his voice seemingly echoing from everywhere and nowhere.

It only took a moment for the party to realize his voice is echoing from that of his undead minions, their eyes glowing green orbs reflecting the eyes of their master. The legions of the dead formed ranks in front of their master and his guests their ranks and organization was perfect with perfect spacing and organization. The humans on the other hand reflected their imperfect nature with their ranks being as close to perfect as possible for humans. "Isn't it beautiful?" Ro asked his guests, picking up one of his dead minions with his tail and cradling it like a father cradles a child. The form within his hands had a cloud of disease and pestilence hanging off it flies and maggots coming from it's exposed rib cage a steel helmet being bolted onto it. "Bacteria and plagues buried within the earth from even before we arrived. I am unsure if they effect our species, but they are beautiful organisms. So have you come to try to convert me to your worthless ideology, or do you have something else to ask of me?" Ro asked, looking over his guests his eyes narrowing as he looked over his guests in their entirety.

Warhammer 40k: Out of the Warp (A chaos Centric 40k RP)

Everybody on the ship took in the sight of the passing orks as if they were looking at a illusion or a mirage, this was the first time they had been released by Khorne and they were raring for a fight, but none stepped forward giving the orks a wide berth as if they were one of Nurgles own, the fact that orks following a chaos god was rare enough was just enough for them to be given that room but the sheer fact they were orks caused them to be avoided that much more. The orks walked into the room just as the conversation was dying they strode into the middle of the rooming regarding everyone around them. Then the biggest one spoke. "Gess Who? And if anyne is takin eads round ere eets us! Raaagh" The leader spoke and the two nobz that stood with him echoed his growl. The big one raised his hands and the nobz quieted down to a whimper as if afraid of the big ork. "We is going to take more eads becausz orks ar teh bestest!" The leader shouted, taking in everyone in the room the nobz echoing his "We ar teh bestest." Statement, but then a fist from the leader knocked one of the nobs to the ground effectively shutting them up. "And nun of you humies best git in deh way. WAAAAAGH" The Ork shouted and he let the nobz join him this time in his shout filling the ship with the sound of their warcry.

Orcus' Interest Check.

Bump and then gonna head out.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Ro

Ro roosted on top of his tower, unable to enter it due to his massive form his massive wings spanned out over the entire top leaving very little room for the group of followers who were arrayed out near the stair well. One of the mages he had in charge of necromancy bowed and spoke very nervously. "My lord, it's ready." Ro raised his head and looked the nervous man over. "Good..." He said, his voice shaking the man to his core, as the dragon rose and the minions quickly cleared the top of the tower as he took flight. His wings making a large gale of wind as he circled the tower and landed in the village square. As he drew near he heard what seemed to be a million voices enter his mind, the voices of his most loyal followers. "Master" They seemed to whisper in his head, as the undead in the city hailed their great leader. He owned them body and soul and he loved it. He heard the sounds of the door to the tower opening and out came a hideous beast, a dragon that had been twisted. Grafted onto it's skin were metal plates, and it's mind entered Ro's and it spoke in gibberish. Ro tried asserting his will over it but it resisted it's mind too broken it would need to go back and more experiments performed on it before he could control it. "It's no good, it won't listen go back to working on it." Ro snapped at the gathered mages who trembled at their lords anger. "Yes Dead Father." Said the leader who bowed and exited, rolling the beast back inside. Ro looked at the black legionnaire who seemed frightened of him. "Go and gather your leaders and empty the land we are going without the beast. And anyone who stands in our way will fall." Ro said, his voice calm but the anger that boiled beneath the surface came out, the legionnaire bowed and ran to go notify his leaders as once again Ro took flight and flew over his city more and more voices filling his mind as they cheered their leader and the aspect of feeding on the living.

Orcus' Interest Check.

There has been some updatage to the rules, as well as a few new things added to both lists, feel free to peak or not. :P