A little about myself and why Im here. Im an adult mid twenties with a serious addiction to fantasy stories and art, metaphysics and dimensions. Plus history and politics. My stories rarely involve fairy dust and rainbows. I aim to reflect the deepest and rawest parts of humanity into my work. Then have it reflect back to others.
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I have a roleplay called Ascension. A tale of 7 bloodlines. 5 elements combine with Dragons & Seraphim. Mix them as you will. Then explore and create in a changing world. I've out years of thought into this roleplay. If you're looking for a high fantasy with a active GM. If you love long term roleplays, ones where characters grow old and die. Here you go. roleplayerguild.com/topics/171791-asc…
@The Grey DustUp until time goes into unison you're right. But for even Descendants it doesn't matter. All that matters is if you are posting before someone's reaction to a certain thing you're present for, or not. That's what posting order affects.
Done. I would like if everyone kept to the same post order. But overall I don't mind. Really, if you feel the urge to post a response to mine do so. No consequences.
Precautions were made to make sure this jungle ahead of them did not harbor anything that may hinder their progress. Going home with as few casualties as possible is the ultimate goal. In this world of nightmares and make believe, the human mind would have to question its own sanity. However for these humans the supernatural was not something to be explained away. It was and is an mysterious entity without measure to them. Sygma took the ears of his group. He explained the details of the map as best he could, noting that they were headed directly south. He then told the scouts to see what was ahead, much to the dismay of some of the members. There was confirmed dragons of enormous size in their direct path. Sygma made adjustments to the planned route with each new possible danger discovered. He did this with a pen, paper and a rough copy of the map. This world seemed to follow the rules of nature quite the same as earth. As the sight of a small reptile seizing an egg from a perched nest in the trees above reminded them. The scenery was close to the Jurassic age and gave awe to admirers of beauty while rising the tangible danger to others.
The group headed out from their cobble stone slab floor, broken from age and covered in moss. To the vibrant jungle ahead. Two members went ahead with their blades and cut away at the vegetation ahead. Giving clear path to the ones behind them. The rustling of leaves could be heard around them every so often. Leaving to the imagination what laid above within the trees, watching them. Some began to complain about the conditions. Although they were trained soldiers they were mostly able to handle most missions due to their powers and a bit of teamwork. So some of those that attended were not able to contain their rising resentment. Sygma soldiered forward however, acting almost as if the muttering of disdain was not beyond his honed ears's reach. About eighteen minutes of onward hiking, briefly changing direction from time to time thanks to the scout's warnings and the group finally came across the first sign of being close to some kind of civilization. It was a sign marked on a thin short tree with flawless smooth white bark. On the tree was a sign made with golden engravings edged into its flat surface. The wordings structure was whimsical yet flowed in a distinct manner similar to ancient texts on earth. As was the written language of the Descendants the humans were now discovering. However there were words below the text in french that read as a poem. Laissez qui brille au-dessus de l'obscurité donner de la lumière à votre chemin Let shining over the darkness give light to your path The words on the tree were touched by Sygma's gloved hand as he examined it briefly. He looked to some of the members, Alan being one in particular. This was a clue to them as to what they were dealing with. Something that had been set foot on by previous humans from an era not entirely too far from their own.
The map Sygma created was made for safety not to save time. As such the journey took an entire 25 minutes to reach the sight of the luminescent lights dangling from the giant tree. Through that time Sygma remained silent on the hushed uproar accumulating within his ranks. The mission went south, DEEP south. From the very moment they swept into this world. The closing of the gate meant the end of their mission, no more were there to be new monsters or mystic forces to emerge in the human's world. So the mission was completed then, with the casualties being before them. However Sygma had kept silent on it all, letting the tension rise to the point he was questioned directly. “Excuse me, Sygma sir, what is going on and what are we going to do next?”
He stepped a foot on a risen stone before the hill that descended to their salvation. He then hunched forward and blocked the sunlight from his eyes before gazing at the silhouettes of people. He felt this was a good a time as any to begin asking questions, though he wanted to press onward. But since the scouts were yet to be able to see what kind of people were inhabiting the village. He resolved it to be wise to pause. "We are going to find out what a Descendant is, kill it, take its blood. Then head back to where we came." He chose to opt out the speeches and promises of survival. All agency members knew their jobs were dangerous and at times took them to some of the darkest depths of the earth. He looked at the girl, Viola and her tenderness. He then began understanding that some had lives outside the Agency and were not entirely prepared for this so he reluctantly decided to say something to tighten their resolve. "Our mission is to survive and find a way back. There seems to be some rising evidence that there have been people here before. Coming in and out of that gate we closed. Now we are going to talk to the inhabitants of this place in hopes they can help us. Listen, we are lost now, but hope is not lost." He spoke firmly, facing them and pointing to the clearing where the town was visible.
Sygma was met with other questions and concerns which he met with a clear headed answer. It was obvious he had no definite answer to their questions. So the members began to rely on their leaders experience with the Agency to trust his words. He had a sniper scout ahead at the people, they did not appear hostile. However a camp was set at the hill for some of the snipers to keep a watch on them. They set out down the hill which was a 5 minute walk. They arrived at the wooden path above the waters surrounding Sunfire. They calmly walked onward down the path. The sight of large reptiles almost mythical in nature being ridden or used like cattle were beginning to surround them. The people were even dragon like themselves, or human like with a strong aura of the mythical like elves of fantasy, except for one disturbing detail. They had horns much similar to demons, or some had subtle reptilian features. The mix of emotions among the group were visible in their collective energy. Approaching the entrance was Sygma in the lead. He approached calmly but with a slow uneasiness that grew as he neared the glistening armor of the pure Sol guards before them. Before Sygma could utter a word the guards opened the massive wooden doors to allow them into the bustling town of Sunfire. Within this town they were gifted with the sight of angelic people coupled with the previous seen demon people all with dragons for pets and going about as if life were normal. It was through their random discussions the humans learned in a shocked horror that these people spoke English similar to them but with a accent unknown.
The humans garnished much attention however. Their lack of features akin to this world's aboriginals made them a curiosity at the least.
Time passed - 30 minutes - 9:30AM
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The bounty papers were set up neatly. The picture of the mixed blooded Lassa sat next to the photos of the newly wanted thieves. As it appeared the Lassa had a higher bounty but for a new bounty these thieves combined 20,000 gold pieces. A new record for a couple of thieves. It was the bar tender who finished the final hammering nail before the words of a Royal graced the ears of the patrons. "By Order of the Fotian Army, and House Niscent-Hanoxx, you are not to leave this establishment until you have personally apologized to everyone for causing this disturbance, and buy everyone a round of drinks." Was spoken and heard. The bartender turned with a ghastly look on his face. He did NOT want his most welcomed guest to be disturbed, it was terrible for business. As such he got a bottle of the best wine, made from the fruits of golden apples guarded by mythic dragons and rushed over to Eden. "Oh please sir do not mind! It is no problem! Please enjoy this on the house! With a reasonable tip..." He exclaimed. Almost bowing with his humble facade.
But despite how Eden reacted the brute of a guard turned. His eye veins visible with the widening as if he was in a severe anger shock, his body fueled with rushing adrenaline. He heaves a heavy breathe through his nostrils like a bull. Slight smoke emitting from underneath his helm from his fuming anger. "E-Eden.." He muttered. He was quite angry at the gesture but knew his ranking. Despite this he knew the Fotian armada, no matter how royal, were warriors who loved to fight. He had to scratch his itch to battle, being bested by one of the best did water his mouth. So he pointed a finger to Eden in a combative stance. "You're King has ordered we search for thieves without mercy. They are to be found alive and given to him immediately!!" He realized that Eden must not have heard of this through his time whoring away his inherited funds. "Y-you didn't hear of this yet have you?" He chuckled. "Even one kept in such high regard knows nothing, such a pity."
The patrons of the bar watched as things unfolded with a drink in their hand. Some even hoped there would be a show. For that guard to be taught a good lesson. The bar owner turned to the guard with tears in his eyes. "How many times must I tell you to leave brute!" The guard responded quickly. "Quiet worm. This is between true warriors." He growled. He looked at Eden, trying to match his eye and watch as his pupils slit to that of a Dragon's. A testament of a Descendant's fury. "I'll spend my entire month's earnings on drinks if you beat me in a contest. No armor, all brawn." The patrons looked at Eden for his response. A show? OR will it be beneath the man of royal blood to step down and get dirty so to speak.
As the commotion went on the two hooded figures entered the bar. They attempted to remain incognito and low key, eyeing the members of this bar for any that looked strong and hungry for battle. The golden eyes of one of them settling on a armored Oro and his companion, who obviously were high in standards. They took a seat and ordered drinks from the waitresses. Who were of sol and some seraphim blood. The Bar owner liked to keep things beautiful, for it was good for business. The bar owner's waitress found a Seraphim Sol which looked like would make for a good employee. Slipping Astrea a note she returned to her duties. Whether Astrea noticed or not it was a note from Mirror, the sign being a blue feather kept inside. Written within it is explained the details of how to talk to him through leaving a note with one of the waitresses here. He asked only one question. "Are you a healer of all?" and much like the notes of school children it had the boxes marked for yes or no, for her to answer in anyway she chose.
Time passage - 10 minutes - 9:10 AM ------
Of a certain depth of darkness. Dark as in avoid of light. Light as in all we consider good. There they saw him and there they decided upon entering his world. His dark world. A form, or mass, formed from shadow and harboring only a single natural composure... Cold. Whipped around in front of the cursed blooded Lassa. It sat in front of him for a moment. Engaging him with it's whipping cold, right in the midst of the warm sunlight of the Vrondi land.
"Oh such a poor thing..."
It whispered with pity. The voice neither male or female, neither is it happy or sad. The voice was an echo within the back of the mind of R'lyeh. It guided him with cold. For each step he took if it did not cool the sweat of his brow it was not the path it chose for him. If he chose to continue onward to the cold it would lead him to a tree which read, with engravings even for the blind to see.
"What lies beneath all?"
From there the cold would lead him onward to a figure standing beneath a large tree inhabited by a serpent like dragon. Black and marked with indigo. It would slither down the tree to the shadowy posture's feet. Caressing it as would a pet to its master. "Have you ever known the light my friend...?" Asked the darkness, emitting cold from its presence. The voice booming within the walls of the mind of the listener. Neither male, or female, or sad or happy.
"What is it you seek with this power you wield...?"
Black mist evaporating once reaching beyond the collective mass of it. It was shaped in the form of a cloaked being. The cloak itself infused with the same color of darkness as the mist emitting from the crevices of the cloak. The only visible feature beyond darkness being white strands of hair beneath the hood, and a pair of red glowing eyes half hidden beneath. It seemed to be a presence visible even to the ethereal. Nothing about the natural world around it altered yet its presence was exuding a force that could be seen and felt beyond flesh and blood.
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Theme : youtube.com/watch?v=ETju6vL4FyY Quote: "Jewels pale in comparison." Name: Allo Niscent Age: 80 Species: Descendant Blood%: 100% Oro Gender: Female Sex Preference: Hetero Height: 6'0 Weight: 170 ibs Physical appearance: Despite Being a Oro she has no wings. Her body is slender and her flesh appears soft and delicate. Her horns and scales however are bright and luxurious like polished stone. Her visible scales are clear and white like diamonds. Her form commands a sense of purity, luxury, and feminine power. Apparel: She wears her studded gowns and other royal jewelry to bring out her very own natural brilliance. Her choice of colors are mostly white and clear like the diamonds on her very flesh. Vehicle: Personality: A bit snobby. She delights in pleasantries and rare experiences. However she is down to earth and has a warriors spirit. Her love of being pampered stems from her love for her people and their undying devotion. Occupation: Acting Queen of Gaia. Faction:
A rare beast never seen beyond the gentle hands of the Queen. Its very scales are like shimmering diamonds
Name- Dimante Height- Stands at 10 feet. Length is at 20 feet without tail. Which adds another 10 feet. Weight- Over 6k Age- 35 Sex- Female Personality- A ferocious beast tamed by only the Queen. It acts as her protector and due to such it is very antisocial and lives to only eat, sleep and be by its masters side at all times. Equipment - A jeweled mount for riding. Abilities/Powers- Its scales are as hard and smooth as diamonds. Its radiant scales allow it to withstand much damage. It has teeth that match its scales and rips through even armored Oro flesh like butter. It also has great flight speed, able to break sound barriers.
Adv. App.: Exp: Until the age of 20 she had no experience with weaponry. All of her great early victories in combat did not involve a weapon of her own. She used dragons to fight and she did so very well. Mastering strategy games was her passion since childhood. This makes her a formidable tactician as she has played a form of chess with many great minds across royalties. Since she was 20 she trained with a spear and light shield. Her master was her father. A royal guard for Gaia who knew just how much strength was commanded of their supreme leader. She trained hard and well. Becoming able to defend herself in sparring matches against her father. When she completed the trials and became Queen she began training from age 22 onward. Her new master was the previous King's Royal guard trainer. Her skills with spear and shield became formidable even to masters. Since she became Queen at 22 she was also trained in using her soul. She always enjoyed the beauty of stones, but not she could mold them. Learning to harden and soften earth matter. She also learned to control wind, but to a lesser extent but still very powerful. Her master was a Dragon that lived on the peak of the mountain. Through out her time as queen she trained with spears. The spear of choice she used was the one bestowed upon the supreme ruler. She learned how to tap into its manipulating properties and has been mastering it ever since.
Spells: She can summon her spear from a open portal whenever she chooses. She can open portals around the spear to allow it to pierce whatever is within a mile radius of her and within her sight. Effectively striking from any angle she wishes even from a distance.
She can open a portal to where ever she wishes that she has previously visited with her spear but it suspends the spear from her grasp for as long as it remains open. She can summon wind or earth from wherever she wishes by tapping into her soul. The larger the amount the more soul she can produce. She can even summon weapons made from different metals or earth.
Abilities/Powers: Her diamond like scales are as hard as steel. Her other not so noticeable scales are softer and is seamless with her delicate flesh. But she can harden her entire body to the point her entire form is more resistant to damage than steel and instead becomes much like diamonds. Her very form shimmers when she activates this to its full capacity.
Hindrances: Despite her thin frame she weighs a decent amount due to her density making her stamina only average. Her love of the flawless makes her so unwilling to be hurt or dirtied she will have a loss of mind if ever nicked or smudged. Unknown Weaknesses: She has a relaxed and game like attitude to battle. Much too often she does not grasp the seriousness of battle even if to the death. Weapons: Heaven's Peace - A 3 foot long handle and a 5 foot blade. It is virtually unbreakable. It was made from the bones and claws of the Dragon lord, which claimed to be a god. It can bestow the wielder the ability to open portals to past places. Also it allows the wielder to open small portals for its blade to enter through. It also has seals on it to make it vanish if touched by anyone not the leader of Gaia. For this it is said the weapon harbors the will of Gaia, alluding to it having a mind of its own.
History: She was born in a decent family. The closest to royalty was her father whom merely worked as a guard for some of the royals. He was a stern man who made sure to keep his several children in check. He trained his sons to be strong warriors like him and his daughters to be servants. But it all changed when his daughter Allo began to grow. She had a natural beauty unlike even her sisters. This coupled with her love and charm of feral Dragons. He soon began to change his outlook on the male female dynamic as she grew older. She commanded her first feral at such a young age that it was like her very essence directed the beasts. Her accomplishments soon outweighed her very own brothers and without a single day of training from her father. This made him very proud of her. But she would only continue to astound her family.
She spent her time beyond studying training dragons for people to ride. Through her travels to tame more exotic dragons however she found her passion for using dragons to protect people. As a group of slavers using ferals as weapons to attack a village below the mountains she used her charm to turn the ferals and save the village time for help to arrive. She continued her studies at home with private teachers and soon found herself the recipient of special treatment from many. It was not until her 20th birthday did she learn why. She was to join the trials to become queen.
The trials were among the most beautiful of Oro women who had rare features. One looked like ruby, one sapphire, and so on. She was the diamond. The trial for King was among the strongest and wise Oro men who too had rare features. The first trial for the Queen was much like the trial for King, with combat, and in this she was besting the others. The final trial was for the victors to approach the legendary dragon of diamond scales. Its kind is only alive within the halls of Gaia's kingdom and as such is the final judge of their leader. Even more so it was the pet of the previous King and Queen. It sniffed her well and soon found its ferocious presence calmed. It turned to the would be King and after a few strong wiffs it bellowed a strong sneeze. It then opened it's jaws and nipped off the head of the ambitious man. He did not pass but she did. After this no man was willing to attempt the trial for King and most decided after some time a Queen ruling alone was not bad.
Her time as Queen was spent honing herself. She was instructed by the wise ones of the mountains to seek the tip and meet the teacher who could move mountains. She found the journey easier with the help of her companion, the dragon that placed her in her position. But it was beyond the clouds. Soon she found another mountain top to climb. However, as it moved she was startled to see that the massive shadow above the mountains tip was a massive dragon clinging to the mountain. To make things worse it did not speak any language. It simply shook everything and whipped around winds like pure chaos. Yet she did not return down the mountain and neglect her duty. She instead challenged its power with hers and began to, through trial and error, learn how to communicate with this Godly beast.
After many years of going and leaving the mountain tops she was honed in her power. Yet she mentions how weak she is to her master no matter how hard she tries. Her old dragon companion died and its body was turned to armor for her. But she does not wear it unless it is necessary. She raised its offspring to be her new companion and she loves how loyal it is to her. Her years growing has taught her many lessons in ruling and yet she does not take it at all too seriously. She mostly sees herself as an idol to be worshiped and does her duty to be so and a large part of it is helping her people become as flawless as her. Since she has become Queen her troops are more diverse and tactical yet she tries to keep Gaia a secluded place from too many travelers. Preserving its mystery and beauty.
She has had many men wanting to become her King. Though her status makes most royalties beneath her. Her wealth is rarely matched by any other. So her interest in Magnix is from a sense of equality. His legendary status makes him a match in her mind. However she does not want to risk her people or her power for a relationship.
Quote: "Even a God can fall." Name: Magnix Hanoxx Age: 65 Species: Descendant Blood%: 100 % Tyro Gender: Male Sex Preference: Hetero Height: 6'5 Weight: 270 Physical appearance:
A broad shouldered man who carries himself with a air of elegance. Betraying the fact that upon sight his mass is formidable, even down to his very toes and fingers. His body represented a life of combat and sword wielding. His tone is medium brown and his dark brown hair is dreaded and placed in a ponytail that reaches his mid back. His eyes are a dark red and brown mixture. His facial structure is squared and toned. on his head are two large black horns that start from the side of his head and twist forward and curve up slightly at the ends. He Has a sleeve of tattoos on his right arm and on his horns in a deep crimson red. Apparel: He wears a pair of greaves on his shins made with the hide of a dragon that lived within a active volcano which makes it more resistant to heat than any material that would melt in lava. Gold wrist bands with crimson markings much like his tattoos. A large black loin cloth and dark brown trousers all made too from the very same dragon. He wears no shirt or shoes. On his back are two large black wings that look almost angelic yet retain the scales of a dragon. Vehicle: Personality: What is a man with no joy but left with a limitless well of purpose. He moves onward forward through the blood soaked fields of his own mind. It is a sense of being unworthy, perhaps the task ahead is too great for him alone to take. Yet this itself ignites his frustration, thus his anger, his fury.. the fire. His lax attitude to politics and being honored stems from his tenacious will to prove himself constantly. He does not let anything stop him from fulfilling his goals and any idea that pops within his head. He is wise yet eager to have his way. He is rigid and stern but enjoys his own fill of banter, granted at his pacing. Used to getting his way he does rise to anger when disobeyed or dishonored. Occupation: Representing King of Fotia & Dragon Slayer guild leader Faction: Sureiya Pet: Adv. App.: Exp: He was trained from a young age to hold and wield weapons. But ever since a small child he was in love with martial arts and sword play. While his siblings were into the usage of guns and explosives. Magnix looked within and found his most powerful weapon was his soul. He mastered how to manipulate flame at 12. He slayed his first feral dragon a year later without help. He was destined for greatness at a young age and for a Descendant this was phenomenal. He trained with gladiators and elite royal guards most of his time when he was not out fighting dragons. He had only one master when it came to controlling his soul and that was the mythical "Lord Akuro" on the volcano named after him. Akuro was mostly a burned broken lump yet had tremendous power. He passed this to Magnix making his manipulation of flame virtually unmatched. His sword was given to him by his father when he was 25 before he was even King in a secretive way. His father knew his sons abilities. With the sword he was able to train with and comprehend the blade's unique capacities. He trained with martial artists of different lands not beating them all but proving himself to be a formidable hand to hand fighter. He trained since he was very small with the help of his kin and his master Orelo who still acts as his master to this day. Spells: Flame orb - He can summon small explosive orbs that radiate with fire within. It can vary in size but moves at a medium to slow rate. Upon contact with anything they undergo combustion. God Slayer's gift - He can instantly appear where his sword is. His sword can be made to appear in front of him and he can pull his sword to him from a distance as long as he can feel its presence within a 3 yard radius. Fire belly - He can eat flames to regenerate wounds at a fast rate. Abilities/Powers: He can lift up to around 2000 pounds and run up to 40 mph. His flight speed is 100 mph. He is highly resistant to intense heat. He has learned how to relax his wings to allow him fluid motion in combat. The wings at times resemble a cape. Fire manipulation & flame conjuration - He can control the fire around him and summon flames anywhere and where ever he can see up to a mile radius. Ignition strike - When he makes contact he can ignite the friction. The amount of friction the bigger the flame. Hindrances: He is highly susceptible to mind manipulations. He can be lured by temptations easily. Unknown Weaknesses: He relies on hand to hand and swordplay making him less effective in gun fights. He dislikes the use of too much technology so does not know much about the technological advancements of the world. Weapons: God Slayer
- A blade honed from the teeth of a dragon that considered itself the god of this realm. It is a 200 ibs sword. It is virtually unbreakable. It is sealed with spells to make the only wielder the one who is King of Fotia by way of the tattoos on the King's body. History: Magnix is the son of 12 siblings. He is the number 9. He is a part of the surviving 4. He has 2 brothers and a sister alive. He grew up as a warrior from a small age and developed a intense passion for combat. But most of all he slayed Dragons. He did it primarily to protect his people from them. He witnessed from a young age the devouring of outer villages by feral dragons too beastly to show mercy. He has lived a life to become a warrior for his people. But instead he has become a King. As he was delving into his new position after his father's death (from current time 10 years ago) he learned diplomacy and other political social strengths. He spent his life without expecting to be this high up and takes it with a grain of salt. While powerful as he well knows he has weaknesses. He has been tempted by the beautiful and elegant more times than he would admit. Some times he makes his mistakes disappear to keep a good standing.
His training with the man who claimed to be Lord Akuro came when he was tasked with eliminating the source of dragons on that island. His men died and he sat alone stranded. However a robed individual who was burned severely underneath took care of him. This man claimed to be Lord Akuro, and was soon to die. Before he died he said he would help Magnix. Not escape the island but to become strong enough to leave on his own. After his training was completed which took ten years this mysterious man crumbled to ash and blew away in the breeze. That was the start of the sense from Magnix that he was experiencing fate. He took a dragon he had been raising from an egg since he began his training and flew himself back to his home.
Magnix has been curious as to the origins of their species. He has been promoting the libraries of history and funding expeditions to ancient lands. What he has discovered has brought about his recent seclusion. He now brings sorcerers and mystics to royal lodgings. He also pursues a relationship with the Queen of Gaia. Their meetings are mostly in secret, posing as political talks. Trivia: He has a few illegitimate children he does not see.
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A little about myself and why Im here. Im an adult mid twenties with a serious addiction to fantasy stories and art, metaphysics and dimensions. Plus history and politics. My stories rarely involve fairy dust and rainbows. I aim to reflect the deepest and rawest parts of humanity into my work. Then have it reflect back to others.
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I have a roleplay called Ascension.
A tale of 7 bloodlines. 5 elements combine with Dragons & Seraphim. Mix them as you will. Then explore and create in a changing world. I've out years of thought into this roleplay. If you're looking for a high fantasy with a active GM. If you love long term roleplays, ones where characters grow old and die. Here you go. https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/171791-ascension-3-a-return-to-chaos/ooc#
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