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Hello,
Welcome to my very vague and, I have no doubt, hardly inspiring profile. If I were to drop you a little bit of information on myself it would be the following. I'm just past thirty, served my country for eight years in the military, and I am now working in another Federal Government branch that is less camouflage and more leaning towards Investigative work.
I have attended University, earned a degree, and travel as often as possible, especially if the destination has castles, love castles. I work hard, I play hard, and writing essentially allows me an opportunity to refocus energy away from my job and into something that keeps me sane.
I despise fancy talking know-it-all assholes and everyone who talks a good game from behind the safety of their monitor. It's the internet ladies and gentleman, you aren't tough, clever, or mysterious simply because you spend countless hours crafting thinly veiled insults to people.
If you have an RP idea, hit me up. I am interested in Nation States Roleplay, and Advanced Roleplaying. Truth be told, I'd probably try anything once, to the point I enjoy played a Professor at Hogwarts once. The poor fellow ended up getting eaten by a Dragon, it was aweful.
Want someone who will get into a roleplay and not give a damn if his character dies as long as it advances the plot? Someone who will not give two hoots if his nation gets overrun and his people enslaved as long as it was awesomely done? Someone who doesn't mind playing a bad guy that's going to lose in the end anyway? Someone who just enjoys writing for the sake of story telling?
Call me.
I am here to enjoy myself, create worlds, and basically have a place to forget the real world. If you're looking for someone like that, I'm your man.
Cheers,
Risen
Welcome to my very vague and, I have no doubt, hardly inspiring profile. If I were to drop you a little bit of information on myself it would be the following. I'm just past thirty, served my country for eight years in the military, and I am now working in another Federal Government branch that is less camouflage and more leaning towards Investigative work.
I have attended University, earned a degree, and travel as often as possible, especially if the destination has castles, love castles. I work hard, I play hard, and writing essentially allows me an opportunity to refocus energy away from my job and into something that keeps me sane.
I despise fancy talking know-it-all assholes and everyone who talks a good game from behind the safety of their monitor. It's the internet ladies and gentleman, you aren't tough, clever, or mysterious simply because you spend countless hours crafting thinly veiled insults to people.
If you have an RP idea, hit me up. I am interested in Nation States Roleplay, and Advanced Roleplaying. Truth be told, I'd probably try anything once, to the point I enjoy played a Professor at Hogwarts once. The poor fellow ended up getting eaten by a Dragon, it was aweful.
Want someone who will get into a roleplay and not give a damn if his character dies as long as it advances the plot? Someone who will not give two hoots if his nation gets overrun and his people enslaved as long as it was awesomely done? Someone who doesn't mind playing a bad guy that's going to lose in the end anyway? Someone who just enjoys writing for the sake of story telling?
Call me.
I am here to enjoy myself, create worlds, and basically have a place to forget the real world. If you're looking for someone like that, I'm your man.
Cheers,
Risen
Most Recent Posts
Hello all; this is still a going concern, I just came off a busy week at work (of slaying it at work) and we still have some things to sort out. As of current, we are still having this issue with the heir, but the first post is essentially written up and I might well post it up and hope we get that heir character straightened out along the way, since we have highly motivated players ready to do this.
As to the question, yes, the first post starts with a castle assault.
@hank@Bright_ops@Zendrelax@POOHEAD189@BCTheEntity@Dead Cruiser@ClocktowerEchos@Jbcool@AlysCole@BCTheEntity
Shot you a PM about those roles that need filling.
Conrad Helvetii, Prince of Rhaetia, was angry. He sat slumped in his saddle, rising and falling with the Unicorns quick steps as it paced tirelessly along. The Princes companions, well aware of his mood, rode several lengths behind him, their handsome destier mounts trotting with their heads held high. The group, the Prince included, was a riot of colours as was often the case whenever Rhaetian horsemen rode together. The Prince was resplendent in a blue Tunic with the Helvetii crest stamped firmly in the middle of the chest. His companions, save for one, wore the same symbol on their left sleeve and breast, marking them as bodyguards, or the sigil of a smaller house. The only man who wore the sigil of another great house was Tavian Cotini, his tunic dyed evenly yellow and black with the fleur de lis over his chest.
Conrad dragged himself out of his self imposed bitterness and turned to glance back at Cotini who gave him a sly smile and spurred his horse so that the two rode knee to knee.
"Got your panties out of their knot then?" Tavian asked with a slightly smirk. The two had been friends for nearly eight years, ever since they had met at the Academy. Tavian was the middle son of the Northern House and had nothing to loose from this adventure. Conrad on the other hand had everything to lose, his father having forbid him to do more than accompany his friend to Edontas.
"Aye, more or less. Just annoys me. The old man makes sense but that doesn't mean I have to like!" Conrad slapped his hand down onto the pommel of his saddle as if to make his point. Neither the Unicorn nor the horse did anything more than flick an ear in the direction of the sound before continuing to ignore their riders.
"He isn't King for no reason, we can agree on that." Tavian said tactfully.
"King by the sword. Father says it's a damn sight easier to rule with that as your legacy rather than being tupped out of some royal woman..." Conrad could not resist a chuckle at the look on his sisters face when their father had said those words in front of her. She had turned almost as red as her hair.
"I suspect my old man would agree." Tavian said with a nod. "They've been mates for long enough."
It had been that friendship that had led to Cortini being granted his lands in the north. The King knew the value of a strong ally along the border and made every effort to support his old comrade in arms with whatever he needed. Mind you, he did that with all the Great Houses, one could never know when you would need their help.
"Look on the bright side. I hear the Flitton's have a gorgeous wee thing of a Princess, mayhems you can tup her while the rest of us are suffering the looks of Ser Bagface." Tavian gave Conrad a light punch on the shoulder as he said it.
"Pretty Edontian? From what I've seen of them I'd sooner marry your horse..." Conrad replied gloomily. The Edontians he had seen or met generally came from diplomatic envoys, or could be seen in the markets. On a few occasions he had seen Edontian women in the slave market and nothing about them filled him with anything other than a desire to walk very quickly away.
"You insult my horse!? She won't settle for anything less than a full blooded Pegasus to sire her offspring, no pitiful two legged beast like yourself!" Tavian announced with mock seriousness.
"Why do we talk about these things?" Conrad groaned and then stretched his back. Before either man could continue one of the bodyguard urged his horse forward to join them. He pointed into the distance.
"The Rhaetian Wall m'lord."
Sure enough, what Conrad had mistaken for a low line of hills was now slowly taking on the sharper and harsher shape of a massive wall. It stretched from horizon to horizon, further than he could see at any rate. Here, in the lands of House Cotini, the wall was broken in only a few places, but none could be seen from this vantage point. To their east, its surface almost as unending as the great golden plains, spread a massive lake. Sails dotted the surface as fishing boast darted about, hauling in a generous harvest.
The roadway here was higher than the land around it by some four feet. This served to prevent flooding during the rainy season when the lake was liable to increase in size by almost half again its usual size. This time of year though was considered ow water and a ring of reddish clay could been seen exposed along the edge for several feet.
Conrad had to admit that Rhaetia was a stunning place and he always felt so alive in the great open plains. Here, if one chose, you could ride for days without having to stop or hit an obstacle you could not overcome. There were a few, of course, but that was hardly the point. Only further south did the land begin climbing again into small hills, foothills, and then eventually into mountains.
"We should reach the wall by tower m'lord. Tonight we will stay here." The bodyguard gestured to fortified structure that was fast approaching. It, like everything else in Rhaetia, was tall and graceful. The tower was high enough to easily see the land around it and Conrad could see the signal light on the top glowing brightly behind its iron shutters. He sighed and rubbed his hands together. A drink and a leg of lamb would not go unwanted this evening.
Got to wait till the Spanish make it across then? Fair enough.
I forgot about Elephants... Excellent. Excellent.
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Calling dibs on Hippo cav right now.
Get fking rekt scrubz.
How're we doing wildlife? Like it is in SE Asia? Or can we just use every damn jungle creature ever? Gorilla and Hippo for example?
Chatty since I will not be sharing Skype info...
I honestly looked up Japanese Tribal names and took one. Not original but it sounds way better than some white guy going to a fantasy name generator.
Name:
Koshibito Tribe
Leaders:
Chief Chouko
Location:
Population:
900 (Depending on the Weather), Fishing Village
Background/History:
The Koshibito Tribe has always been on the ocean, from the very first moment men came from the West to wiggle their feet in the sand and warm waters of the bay. The first settlers were a Nomadic people from further West who had slowly made their way down through the rain forest along the banks of the river, eventually following one of its outlets to the sea. Here they built a small village, under the guidance of the first Chief Chouko, a matronly woman who provided great guidance despite being blind.
Years would pass and the small village would fluctuate greatly in size on a regular basis as the forest killed some, the ocean others, and more than once the tribe nearly vanished from the face of the earth only to be revived by others from the West. The village would eventually be built on higher ground next to the sea, providing protection from the creatures in the rainforest that had learned that humans make easy prey. Advancements in small boats went beyond virtual rafts to actual large single hulled vessels hollowed from single trees felled in the forest, allowing the tribe to catch greater numbers of fish and other sea life.
The Koshibito have virtually no battle experience against other humans other than the odd in fight amongst its own people. For as long as it has existed, the tribe has been locked in a battle with nature. The rainforest is thick with powerful creatures that can break a single spear wielding tribesman. The most dangerous of these is the man-eating Tiger, six hundred pounds of clawed fury that kills many villagers every year. As a result the great cats are held in some awe by the Tribe and their furs are considered highly valuable, though less than a dozen have ever been collected.
At sea there are just as many enemies. Sharks preyed for many years on the small raft like vessels the Koshibito used, easily upsetting them with coordinated attacks and dragging screaming tribesman to their deaths. Even the bigger sea life, whales, can casually destroy any boat the Koshibito posses, and on more than one occasion people have lost their lives when they came to close to one of the huge beasts. New advancements in tools are slowly allowing the population to hunt the smaller sea going creatures, though the Dolphin is considered sacred to the tribe and serves as their guardian spirit. This as a result of a number of tribesman who had been thought lost to sea appearing on the beach and crediting their survival to the help of the dolphin.
The population currently sits at the highest level it ever has and with more and more children surviving birth and their early years, the Koshibito Tribe finally looks as if it is here to stay.
Koshibito Tribe
Leaders:
Chief Chouko
Location:
Population:
900 (Depending on the Weather), Fishing Village
Background/History:
The Koshibito Tribe has always been on the ocean, from the very first moment men came from the West to wiggle their feet in the sand and warm waters of the bay. The first settlers were a Nomadic people from further West who had slowly made their way down through the rain forest along the banks of the river, eventually following one of its outlets to the sea. Here they built a small village, under the guidance of the first Chief Chouko, a matronly woman who provided great guidance despite being blind.
Years would pass and the small village would fluctuate greatly in size on a regular basis as the forest killed some, the ocean others, and more than once the tribe nearly vanished from the face of the earth only to be revived by others from the West. The village would eventually be built on higher ground next to the sea, providing protection from the creatures in the rainforest that had learned that humans make easy prey. Advancements in small boats went beyond virtual rafts to actual large single hulled vessels hollowed from single trees felled in the forest, allowing the tribe to catch greater numbers of fish and other sea life.
The Koshibito have virtually no battle experience against other humans other than the odd in fight amongst its own people. For as long as it has existed, the tribe has been locked in a battle with nature. The rainforest is thick with powerful creatures that can break a single spear wielding tribesman. The most dangerous of these is the man-eating Tiger, six hundred pounds of clawed fury that kills many villagers every year. As a result the great cats are held in some awe by the Tribe and their furs are considered highly valuable, though less than a dozen have ever been collected.
At sea there are just as many enemies. Sharks preyed for many years on the small raft like vessels the Koshibito used, easily upsetting them with coordinated attacks and dragging screaming tribesman to their deaths. Even the bigger sea life, whales, can casually destroy any boat the Koshibito posses, and on more than one occasion people have lost their lives when they came to close to one of the huge beasts. New advancements in tools are slowly allowing the population to hunt the smaller sea going creatures, though the Dolphin is considered sacred to the tribe and serves as their guardian spirit. This as a result of a number of tribesman who had been thought lost to sea appearing on the beach and crediting their survival to the help of the dolphin.
The population currently sits at the highest level it ever has and with more and more children surviving birth and their early years, the Koshibito Tribe finally looks as if it is here to stay.
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