RedRising

Oath from a Jackal's Tongue

Oh, what if one of the friends of the Youkai ends up betraying them later? If they had been working together under the radar and they eventually get exposed then he might be forced to work against the jackal Youkai for his own sake.
And with all this 'help' , I'm sure the question will eventually come up of whether the Youkai are actually helping the youngest son or just manipulating him for their own gain. What is he really worth to them, other then his title? If the son feels later on that the jackal is using him too much, he might try to break their deal - if he's separated from the jackal this would leave him vulnerable to the other Youkai that are working under the god and against him. Thoughts?

Oath from a Jackal's Tongue

oh, if he defied something that one of the gods told him, then later on that same god might send another Youkai to a different son of the pharaoh- leading to direct competition with our main characters.

And if it's scenes with other Youkai that we're talking about now then some loyal followers to the gods might be against him, but others who are a bit more on the roguish side of the spectrum might secretly support your Youkai and help him out every now and again.
As a side note I should probably mention that I had this idea (that a friend helped me out with technically) that the Youkai complained about spending all his time with people so he pushed for having a room connected to the son's bedroom chamber where he keeps a few actual jackals- or 'some of his own kind'. The Youkai sleeps just fine at night but sometimes the son can still hear one of the creatures up and about no matter what the hour is.

Oath from a Jackal's Tongue

I like it (though the image of a tug-of-war scene between the brothers with the Youkai in the middle is stuck in my head now). Since they are associated with the gods, would some of the major/more popular Youkai have temples or shrines? Could that even be a reason why the jackal Youkai wants to help out a son of the pharaoh - by associated himself with the royalty he increases his own status within the Youkai world. Or is the jackal actually acting as a messenger like you said - following the orders of one of the gods who favors the youngest son.

Oath from a Jackal's Tongue

The End Is Near.....

so to celebrate we might as well get this thing moving along. Shall we start with some basic story ideas before character sheets?
If so, the first thing I can think of is determining the importance of the youkai in the everyday lives of people in this RP. Do people know about them and believe in them; or are they considered as myths and rumors? Do they have the same importance as the gods that the Egyptians would normally worship?

If they are known about; then there could be scenarios where others begin to suspect that the prince is being aided by a youkai - possibly leading to some very bad or very good outcomes, depending.

If not, then what would others believe would be the cause of such a transformation- one of their gods perhaps? If the gods are showing favor to this youngest prince, would there be any political consequences to the older siblings because of this? Possibly most important; what would the actual current pharaoh have to say about this change in the typical social structure?

Yeah, just some starting questions to start getting prepared for this.

Outpost #17

Same here; always interested for this RP

Diving into the Abyss: A Shattered World

Got a post up; sorry for the initial delay.

Diving into the Abyss: A Shattered World

Small eyes watched the surrounding area; taking in the rushing figures, the groups and loners, the curiosities and the everyday problems. He made small tsking noises to himself quietly as more and more people hurried on and off the ship- it was going to be a busy day for sure. Cotinis stayed in a small unused corner created by some of the items that had already been loaded, the only thing visible his face as the rest remained in his large cloak. The cloak was special to his people, made with extra material to account for the protruding body parts on his back. The material hung off them, making him look far larger and more intimidating then he actually was.

It also gave him extra pockets; glorious, wonderful extra pockets.
He was busy with them even as he watched everything else around him; his hands knowing the contents so well that he didn't even have to bother looking to know the location of each. His fingers skimmed over small boxes, trinkets, puzzles and tools, small vials of herbs and samples, papers with notes tucked safely away, maps and diagrams and the occasional random doodle that he thought had too much talent in it to throw away.
His cloak had far exceeded any old woman's purse that it had been compared to thus far.

His hands finally rested on a small wooden etched square- a good luck charm from some old crazy somewhere that his brother had collected at one point. Just then the announcement over the PA sounded; telling all to be on deck to show respect for a new Order specialist (with the threat of some unpleasant work or other if they didn't).
Placing the charm back and shifting the material so it didn't hint at any of it's hidden items, Cot finally changed out of his comfortable stance to wander over to some of the thicker crowds where there were more red robed disciples; if anything he figured it would be the most likely place to gather.

Outpost #17

Yay! been waiting for this. <3

Name: Tamsin (Tammy)
Gender: Female
Age: 29
Species: Human/witch
Abilities: A golem witch, able to make golems of all shapes, sizes, and materials for different tasks. Most are short term quick help golems, her only current long-term golem is one named Blight. She has minor abilities in some voodoo like arts as well; just in case she ever needs a certain curse on a certain someone. Slightly longer then average lifespan. That's about it.
Weaknesses: Physically weak; relies on golems such as Blight for protection. Catch her without a golem, you basically have caught her dead....only problem is that she is rarely without one specifically for that reasoning. No quick-work spells, can't just launch a fireball at you. Only thing that works quick are her voodoo spells, which take time to prepare and aren't the strongest compared to other magic users who specialize in it.
Personality: Distant, reserved, snarky, manipulative. Doesn't get too emotionally attached to people easily. Uses her abilities and charm to create beneficial deals; gaining profit from them. However sometimes higher risk deals don't always end with all the involved parties happy (normally the one she targets) and thus Tamsin is often forced to move frequently to avoid unwanted attention. People she has assisted call her professional and efficient. People that have suffered because of her call her a monster and other words that probably shouldn't be repeated.

Background: A former deal that involved two warring werewolf clans forced her on the move again. Basically the two alphas were fighting over land and politics and other things she wasn't interested in at the time, and one furry beast finally had it and told her to get rid of the other leader guy. She did; and some wolves were happy and paid her, other's weren't as happy and wanted to eat her. She left.
Farther back she left 'home' around 16, and who knows a family member might try catching up with her later if we ever need a person thing to mess up people's lives further in the RP.
Job: Just arrived at outpost #17 hoping to find work; so not sure if this really applies yet.
EDIT- Appearance: Tamsin is only 5 feet, 2 inches, but she looks taller by wearing thick-soled worker's boots (they also survive anything as a bonus). Stereotypical 'magic green eyes' and medium length brown hair with shorter layers and edgy bangs. A bit on the pale side. Wears pants (sometimes secretly wears leggings underneath them when it's cold outside) and any of the few grey and black shirts she carries with her.

Name: Blight
Gender: Technically his form is genderless (some golems are created with gender in mind though) but he identifies as male.
Age: 10 years old (since he was created)
Species: Golem
Abilities: Some golems are designed with specific abilities for different tasks, but since he's basically Tamsin's bodyguard/muscle, he was designed for strength, speed, and durability. Able to communicate and think on his own.
Weaknesses: can't be 'killed' as in a bullet to the head won't end him, but can be 'destroyed' as in damaging the being as a whole or beyond functioning levels.
Personality: Acts like a silent stoic watchdog during first encounters; but upon interacting with Tamsin and Blight more he shows himself to have the intelligence that Tamsin designed him with. Communicating with him reveals a slightly paranoid, highly protective golem with a heavy interest in anything amusing- though 'amusing' is a wide category for him. Funny people, weird jokes, taunting and teasing people, taunting and teasing people before killing them- all have a certain amusement level in Blight's mind. With his main focus being on Tamsin, he has never really had 'friends' besides her - though one small golem she had created a while ago for the purpose of writing mail (when she still did that) had been on good terms with him.
Background: He just followed Tamsin's will in the decision to come to outpost #17. His past has basically been the same as Tamsins' since ten years ago.
Job: looking for one with Tamsin - rather he is one of the goods Tamsin offers the services of.
EDIT- appearance: All golems look unique according to their creator and purpose. Blight in particular is tall and thin; 6"8' tall, the widest part which sticks out being his 'rib cage'. At first he appears to be a silhouette, but upon closer inspection he is rather made of some deep black material, like tar or oil that had been solidified in place. He may stand like a normal human, crouch down, or as he frequently does shift the 'joints' in his legs so that he crawls and runs like an animal on all fours. His 'head' lacks normal features like hair and the shape of a nose; making the shape almost skull like. The slit of his mouth is disproportionally wide, but he normally only speaks by opening and moving the center of it to look more normal. His eyes (which may or not be real eyes, it's hard to tell) are completely white, no pupil to be seen. He sometimes sticks out a long red tongue like he's some odd mix between snake and dog.

Diving into the Abyss: A Shattered World

Oranges!!!!
IT IS DONE
Name: Cotinis scara ( 'Cot' for those who frequently forget it/ mispronounce it)
Age: 38
Gender: male
Race: Setra
Appearance: (same as the picture Tree used as a reference, just an altered color scheme of deep black and a shiny emerald green).

History: Cotinis had been raised with many siblings and step siblings (his mother had mated again a while after her first husbands' demise), and this position let him see many of his kind grow up and go down different paths. Two brothers had grown up to be the sculpting artsy type and make business- but both were so stubborn that rather then joining together they made rival shops. One sister immersed herself in medicine and the healing arts; and another brother sought to undo all that work by fighting anyone he could. One sibling was even married and expecting her own young soon.
Cotinis had choices when he was young; but rather then choose something easy he insisted on following his eldest brother on his scholarly pursuits. Sometimes they discovered things, sometimes they made things completely from scratch. Sometimes they had to heal themselves or others, other times they had to fight. It was the best of all his siblings careers as far as Cot was concerned. At least until his brother finally met someone on their travels, and agreed to settle down. Cotinis continued, and eventually his pursuit of knowledge and exploration led him here, as an explorer to the Shatter zone.

Equipment: With his natural abilities in strength and armor, the only thing left really was something sharp and pointy. Cot learned to wield a short blade in his non-dominant left hand; the reasoning being that he needed his stronger right hand to punch things. Other then that he will occasionally wear simple black robes to cover up when there is a bit of a chill in the air. If it's colder then he has a bright red scarf as well. The robe has secret pockets on the inside of it that he sometimes uses to store random samplings of things he wants to study or research later.
These secret pockets are very secret.
You may not ask what is in the secret pockets.
you may not ask about the secret pockets in general.
They are secret.

Magical Knowledge: knows of magic, is learned in some of it's basic concepts from an educational basis, never actually used it, never plans to use it, probably doesn't even have it so it's not important.
Skills: His strength and durability due to his species. Intellect, and fast decision making skills. Decent first aid knowledge.
Optional: curious and intelligent like the rest of his species; Cot is also extremely watchful and calculating. Not quick to fight anyone who isn't a major threat or enemy, Cotinis has more of a slow-burn hatred system. While he understands that reason and feelings don't always go hand and hand, actions that are wild and crazy and most importantly stupid drive him insane, he doesn't understand the reasoning behind them. Hates prejudice.

Outpost #17 (Supernatural interaction based RP)

yay! glad to see this taking off after all <3