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Current No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between the shoulder blades will seriously cramp his style.
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Today is my birthday! I wish you all a truly enchanted day!
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Arguing over petty details at times of dimensional emergency was a familiar wizardly trait.
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It's my birthday! I wish you all an excellent day!
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A wizard never had friends, at least not friends who were wizards. It needed a different word. Ah yes, that was it. Enemies. But a very different class of enemies. Gentlemen.
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@tundrafrog1124 Excellent character. Accepted!

I think we have enough players now to start things up. You can expect the game to begin within a few days!
@TRES Not really, no, but it's an interesting observation!

@CollectorOfMyst No worries, I saw the post!

Currently working on replies. Stay tuned!
To all of you currently writing characters or contemplating doing so: Don't hold back on making your Blackguard dangerous. I'm looking for badasses who would pose a real challenge for any typical team of heroes. They might not be Big Bad material (yet), but would certainly make for luitenant material as henchmen. Also, try to incorporate what makes them unique; after all, they don't put just anyone into the Maw.

That said, good show this far! I'm really looking forward to seeing the finished Blackguards!
@Abstract Proxy Good start! Looking forward to reading the whole thing when it's done!

@Expendable You've written an interesting character, but I fail to see how it makes Blackguard material. How would it present any threat to the kingdom? A common criminal or drunkard wouldn't end up in the Maw.

@Zapdos Cool idea! There's no real system for magic, but I imagine it could work a bit like it does in DnD. Is that in any way helpful?





There’s a place where you really don’t want to be. A place where it’s cold and dark, and where no one can hear you scream. They call this place the Maw, because it swallows people whole and chews them up. Once you’ve checked in, you can never check out.

Unfortunetly, that’s where you are.

But it’s not like you didn’t do your best, or your worst, to get here. They don’t just feed anyone to the Maw. Only the worst of the worst are put here, and you’re worse than most. An enemy of the Kingdom, as it were. A proper blight on the land.

So why aren’t you dead?

It happens all the time, after all. People are killed for all manners of mischief, most of it far less terrible than what you’ve done. They’re hanged, beheaded, quartered and burned at the stake. So why keep you alive?

Because you’re useful, that’s why.

Your sort doesn’t come along every day. You’re smart, capable, powerful, and free of the moral inhibitions that keep the sheep from rising up. Talents like yours are hard to come by, so they have decided to save you for a rainy day.

Who are they, anyway?

They’re the King and all his men, or the tyrant and his cronies, depending on how you look at it. Rumor has it that he killed his brother and usurped his throne, and has been ruling with an iron fist ever since. No rebellion, coup or assassination has ever been able to topple his reign. Not that people haven’t tried. But he’s not the one who gives the orders. That’s the Warden.

She’s a piece of work, that one.

The Warden is scary, even to people like you. She’s… Different. Alien. She might look like a person, but she’s not. There’s something behind those dark eyes that makes your skin crawl and stomach churn with terror. She gets inside your head, somehow. Makes you do things you normally wouldn’t. No matter how much people try to avoid, cheat or kill her, they always end up doing what they’re told.

And now, it’s your turn.

You don’t know what it is, but they want something done, and you’ve been selected to do it. Could be a daring rescue. Could be a nefarious murder. What’s certain is, it’s probably going to get you killed. And in the unlikely event that you make it, the Maw will be waiting to swallow you up when you’re done…

…Unless you can do something about it.




Welcome to Blackguards!

This is the medieval fantasy version of Suicide Squad, in which a crew of colorful criminals get sent to their deaths trying to complete an impossible and sometimes (mostly) immoral mission, or quest, or thing. We will each take on the role of one of the inmates of the incredibly infamous prison the Maw, all terribly dangerous individuals, and portray their story as they do everything in their power to escape, survive, and possibly, but improbably, actually complete their mission.

Our motley crew of misfits will consist of the usual villainous archetypes; dark knights, heathen warlocks, deadly assassins, etc. You will have relatively free hands in creating your character but will have to abide by a few guidelines.

  • You will use and fill out the provided CS. You may tweak the formatting if you wish.
  • You will stick with fantasy races, either the usual ones or something more exotic. Nothing stupid, though.
  • You will create an anti-hero or likeable villain; chaotic evil monsters or full on psychopaths are not what I’m looking for.
  • Your character will be of a considerable power-level. Enough so that it poses a threat to the Kingdom if left unchecked, but nothing stupid. Could it take on a squad of the Kings finest? Without a problem. Could it solo a dragon? Not a chance.

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Interested? Great! Let me know below, and apply with a character!
@TRES

Jared raised his eyebrows in surprise. They actually sent someone from the university to investigate the machines? Wonders never ceased to happen. Normally, he would never have admitted a stranger into the factory unannounced, but... This man was clearly a gentleman and a scholar, and had the credentials to prove it. The foreman would probably understand. He decided to go with his gut and trust this arachno... Whatever he'd said.

I see, he said, Certainly, Sir. You may enter the premises. I am however unable to leave my post at this hour, but if you proceed to the entrance over yonder, he pointed at a door in the facade, You will find someone to help you along. Tell them Jared let you in, and ask for the foreman, mister Howe. He can show you the malfunctioning apparatus.

Jared unlocked the gate and opened it for the professor. He watched as the man crossed the courtyard, wondering what life was like when you were a scholar at the university. Very different was the answer he came up with. More reading, and less drunken delinquents. But that was for fine folks, such as the professor, not people like himself.

Alan soon found his way inside, and was directed to the foremans office by an equally surprised worker. He was let inside, and was greeted by mister Howe. He was a big man, the foreman, with broad shoulders that stretched the fabric of his shirt thin. He was bald, but sported a bushy moustache the color of coal. He gestured for Alan to take a seat opposite him at the desk, a behemoth of dark wood, and then sat down himself.

Welcome, Sir, he said in a surprisingly soft and tender voice, I am Howe, the foreman. How might I help you this evening?
@TRES Working on it!
She is naked except for white synthetic underwear covering her pelvis. The lights keep pulsing red in the background, as if to spite her. The room is silent, save for the quiet sound of her breath.

@Mole
I get the feeling that we've lost steam with this one. Am I correct in my assumption?
The locker has a handle on it. As she touches the handle, a small square in the middle of the locker door lights up with a green light for a moment before returning to the spotless white of the rest of the room. There's a soft hiss, and the locker door opens.

Inside is a white jumpsuit of a rubbery material. It has the letters "A037" stamped in black in small print on the left side of the chest. The jumpsuit has boot-like ends for the feet, with rigid soles in dome kind of metal.

There is nothing else in the locker. The red light continues to pulse in the room.

What does she do next?

@Mole
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