Location:MLK Jr. Dr.(E4) Skills: Sneaking, Athletics
They were indeed lucky to find this car. SHe knew it will have some supplies and it should be in working condition just for cases such as their current one. Now only the key was left to be found so she started searching. There were just so many places you can hide a key. Admittedly they were many places, but what the hell. They were placed so you can easily find them in case of need and people who find the car without knowing the key was near wouldn't search for the key anyhow. After a little she located the key ducktaped to the underside of a slightly out of place stone nearby." Good..." She said tiredly as she walked back to the car and quickly unlocked the driver's door and then the others." Sam, please take teh wheel... I can't feel my legs and hands anymore." She explained and it was obvious Ray was not a good choice to drive either.
"Ray, you take the backseats, you can stretch a little." She added, opening the door for him and then opening her own frn passenger door. Waiting for him to get inside, as soon as he was, she closed it and entered her own, sitting heavily in the car seat which felt so incredibly comfortable right about now. She closed her door, put on the seatbelt and asked Sam to get going South on Dodson st. They had to get as far as they can and find a place to rest." Hopefully the walkers would have concentrated on the ruins of Newnan so hopefully we will have less of them down South in the area."
Seeking interest for this caravan style RP inspired by such htings such as Banner Saga, BSG and some others. More information will be added if interest is indeed expressed. Open to questions.
'And here my world, the end times will come with the longest day followed by the slow death of the sun and the great shadow that will spread to veil the whole world and with the last rays of light gone, all who still live upon this world will face a fate worst than death in the hands of the twisting darkness. For this world is world is only a pawn in a game spanning beyond our mortal minds.'
Those were the words of the Oracle of Vandr before she died 500 yars ago. Vandr the ancient capital of Aidarin, the nation of men. The name of the Oracle was lost in history, but her prophecy has been recorded, laughed at, dismissed and ignored. It became the tale to scare the misbehaving children. Be good or the sun will die and the end times will begin. How foolish we were. Without us humans realizing it, many of the wild folk had prepared for it and left this world. By the time the end came, it was too late for us to do anything about it. The sun stopped high in the sky and at first that was all. Then the darkness came, spreading from the city of Vandr, it slowly engulfed everything on it's path, corrupting all existence it came in contact with. Those of us who managed to escape have not stopped running since then. It's been a year since that accursed day. The sun never came down from the sky, but we've noticed it growing weaker. Day by day the light grows ever so dim, the temperatures are dropping and those of us who realize it know the truth. There's not much time left for us. Soon the strongest winter will be upon us, then the eternal frozen night in which we will die.
Still even among the despair a hope appeared. Some of us received visions from the gods, pointing us to a destination on the other end of the continent. An ancient ruin left from forgotten eras in which we will find salvation. So we began our journey, through mountains and forests, ravines and rivers until we reached the Silent Lands – a part of the continent never explored for those who ventured there never returned, but we've got no other choice. We are here in Valheim, the last settlement before the Silent Lands, a caravan consisting of refugees. Men and women, children and elderly... those who survived anyhow. We are waiting to see if other caravans join us, but the darkness is approaching, we can see it in the far distance, slowly making it's way towards us in ever increasing speed. We cannot wait anymore, tomorrow I'm ordering the departure of my caravan and all who joined us. May the gods protect us on our journey.
Overview
Setting: Fictional world of Hellia, the continent of Lelt. Technology Level: Medieval level technology. No gunpowder, electricity or so on. Starting Season: Autumn Magic Availability: Magic is avaible, but limited. More on that later.
Rules
GM has the final say in everything. I'm open to discussions, but if I decide on something it will be the law.
Death. Characters will die in this RP, it could be a bad case of the abysmal luck or simply sword through the chest, who knows. No one is protected.
Keep things PG-13. Romance is allowed, but if things escalate keep the details to yourself and just throw a black screen. Otherwise you're out of the RP.
Strong language is expected to happen, but please keep it tolerable.
No arguments in the OOC. Use PM for it.
No characters are to be posted in the CS section without approval
No WIP characters to be submitted in the OOC, only completed ones.
The color coding in the CS has to be changed to one not in used in the RP.
Use the CS that is provided, characters submitted in different CS type will be ignored.
No edits are to be made on the CS once it's been approved. If you want to edit, request permission. This is to avoid cheat type nonsense.
No tags in the IC posts except for the world narrative updates I will be making.
No copying pieces of other people's posts in yours, even for dialogue, just do not.
Use the provided header for IC posts, coded with the correct color.
You must post at least once per 7 days. I repeat there's a timer on posting! You get over the 7 day timer and you're out of the RP.
At least 2 paragraphs per post.
“I have no inspiration.” Is NOT an excuse. Get that post done.
Extension on the counter can be gotten if you warn me in advance, but do not abuse this. If you request it 3 times in a row, I will stop giving it.
If you hold up posts, often get extensions and the like, but still are active in the meantime in other Roleplays, you are out. I will keep an eye out for it.
No collabs after day 5. In experience that's just recipe for getting kicked out of the RP for going over the time limit.
Minimum of 2 posts between your last
If your collab partner vanishes and you're on day 5, just finish up what you can on the collab and post it. Do not let the time counter run out.
Do not automatically assume your skills will be successful or your attacks hit. Still out of combat most normal actions will succeed. ( There are exceptions.)
In combat you will have to request dice rolls from me to see the result of your action before posting.
When you request skill rolls, name them the exact way they are named in your CS.
You can request rolls for actions you do not have skills in, chances for success are quite smaller though.
Under extra in the CS type 'Umbra'
People will start with 1 character each.
This RP will use a randomization system derived from the LLA system.
This RP is a saga made out of different parts. The current one has an end goal that can be reached and when it is, the next part will start.
Random events will happen, some good some bad.
The RP will use a light survival system that tracks supplies.
The spots are not first come first serve, I reserve the right to deny any CS I deem not suitable.
Do not post in the OOC if you do not plan to apply for the RP.
Only Human characters allowed for the beginning of the RP
Available Races
Humans
3 spots for Wild folk(refer to the Wild folk section for details).
Magic
Magic in this RP falls under 3 different categories – Witchcraft, Boons and Weaves. In this RP true magic or also know as Weaves cannot be accessed by humans. Only the wild folk can invoke true magic. This comes from the fact that wild folk often harbor magical energies in their bodies where no human has ever been recorded born with the ability to produce such energy. The number of magic users is small to begin with and with the death of the majority of the population it has gotten even smaller. I might allow a Witchcraft or Boon user if one impresses me properly, but at most it will be one as magic does play a plot role so the player will have to be ready to play along with some limitations. But be warned I will be extremely strict with this.
Witchcraft – A form of magic that some humans can have access to. It's a complex process and requires long years of study and innate gift to master. While it calls upon the same powers the Weaves do, witchcraft uses alchemy and complex rituals to activate said magic and the magic is always weaker than a real Weave. All but the most able of witches require preparation time for their crafts and all of them require ingredients as sacrifice for the invocation. Typical witchcraft is the Purifying flame that requires pieces of the caster's hair, drop of blood and a chant spoken with precise intonation. Witchcraft is of ritualistic importance as many ancient customs require the presence of a witch to perform specific rituals. Only women are taught the use of witchcraft and the secrets of witchcraft are closely guarded.
Boons – This is the divine magic practiced by priests of the different gods. Those effects are granted due the will of the gods and as such only require sufficient devotion to the chosen god. Said Boons may be granted or the request may be completely ignored if the priest's connection with his god is weak or he has forsaken the ways of his patron. Different gods are easier to reach in specific parts of the day or surroundings. It also stands to fact that even ordinary people who are stern believers may call upon a lesser boon of a god's power. The lesser boons is often manifested in ways that differ widely from case to case.
Weaves – The true form of magic as it exists within the world. It has long be discovered by the wild folk that the world consists of countless metaphorical strings or the so called laws of the world. By interacting with said strings, they can weave effects within the very world itself, causing seemingly impossible effects within their vicinity. Even among the wild folk practitioners of this craft are rare is it requires decades if not centuries to learn how to weave your intentions within the world without suffering a backlash. Blacklash from a weave can range from simple numbing of one's fingers to even losing a limb or your own life in the process
Pantheon of the Gods
Perun – God of the Sky and Thunder Perun is one of the Supreme gods that still hold influence over the world. With his domain of Sky and Thunder even as the Longest Day came, his power is weakening slowly. Those who follow him are valiant warriors and the boons he can grants are tied to physical prowess and lightning. His priests are known to to increase the strength of warriors before and during battle and call upon his lightning wrath to smite their enemies. It is easiest to call for his aid during storms, in the heat of battles and at open plains.
Mokosh – Goddess of Nature, Life and birth. She's Mother earth, all life upon these lands are her children. Her domain are the wilds and the earth. Since the Longest Day came her influence has been steadily waning as the darkness corrupts ever so more from her very body. Still she watches over all life she can, protecting her children from the spreading darkness in any way she can. Her boons are the gifts of life and fertility. Her priests and priestesses can heal wounds, bless crops, cattle and people for health and call upon her wrath that shakes the very earth. Best places to call her are ones with abundance of wild life. Forests, fields and at places with lots of people.
Svarog – God of Sun and Heavenly fire. A supreme god of his own, he is a valiant warrior, embodiment of light. As his domain is the sun and fire. Warriors and smiths are the majority of his followers. At first it was supposed that Svarog had gotten even stronger with the Longest Day, but sadly with the passage of time since it has proven to be otherwise. Svarog's light is the only thing slowing the darkness and as it grows, so does his power wane. With the weakening of the sun, his influence also decreases over the world. His boons are the purifying fire and light, the physical strength, the ability to be a beacon of all around you, making them feel stronger as they gaze upon you. Usually the best time to call him is at the high of day or in other words noon, but since the Longest Day calling upon his aid has been getting every harder as the majority of his power is tied to keeping the sun ablaze to combat the darkness.
Zorya – The Virgin goddess of the Morning, the evening's stars and the Aurora. She's connected to Perun and is a warrior deity. She has 3 different appearances that change with the passage of time. From morning, to night and the very midnight. Her domain is the early mornings, the night and the stars. With the Longest Day the majority of her domain has not appeared for a long time as such her influence over the world waves, but also with the weakening of the sun it has started to grown again ever so slowly. Her boons are increased strength, the guidance of the stars and the protection of the Aurora that protects from the darkness. Best time to call upon her is at midnight and at the break of dawn.
Deva – The Goddess of the Hunt and Forests. As a Goddess, she's prayed to by all hunters who venture into the wilds. Her domain are the very forests and all places wild and untouched. A hunter said to be without equal, when she's on the hunt even the other gods are said to be unable to match her. With the world growing ever more dangerous, more and more people are starting to pray to her. Her boons are those of stealth, far sight, accuracy and tracking. Best place to call her is at a forest.
Veles – Keeper of the Underworld & Guardian of Souls Veles's the god of death. His domain is the realm where all souls enter upon their death. His is the job to protect them until their reincarnation. He holds power over the dead and his influence is often connected to the darkness of the night. His position is the counter to Svarog who's the embodiment of light. Veles's power has all but vanished with the outset of the Longest Day. The doorways to the underworld also appear to have been severed from the world as souls can no longer peacefully pass on without intervention. Still As there is still death upon this world so is Veles still present. His boons grant the ability to pacify the souls of the dead, to purify them off malign influence, allow them to pass to the underworld even with the gates to it closed and protect he living off spiritual interventions.
Wild Folk
Wild folk is the general description that humans use for all sentient beings that are not humans. That includes both living and spiritual entities. Many are the kinds of beings that exist outside humanity. Some well disposed towards humans, others hating them to the core, but all reliant on the gods non the less. Still among the wild folk there are some who are very kind and caring even for humans. Marriages between some of them and humans while not common aren't exactly unheard of either. The ones most well known to humanity are:
Samodivas – The ladies of the forest. Samodivas are fair maidens, beautiful beyond the dreams of all men. They live in the forests, dancing, singing and passing their days and nights in endless gatherings of joy. They are usually kind and gentle, but with a little bit of wild side. It not unusual for lone shepherds to see them as they dance their way through forests and fiends. It is well accepted tradition to always be kind to the Samodivas and shepherds either hold their places pretending to be asleep or if they can they play music to the maidens for them to dance on. If the wrath of the Samodivas is caused, they can be incredibly vengeful. They always wear long thin white dresses with small leather belts and flower wreaths on their heads.
Vily – The vily are the ill tempered cousins of the Samodivas. These at first sight fair looking maidens similarly to their relatives are incredibly beautiful, but they are a lot more wild. They are fierce protectors of the forests and often deliver immense punishment on every human who dares ventures into their groves. They often wear some sort of ornaments made out of tree leaves.
Leshy – The leshy are the true caretakers of the forests. Children of Mokosh, The mother earth . They are sentient tree spirits that are often mistaken for old trees until they start moving. Their bodies carry a near humanoid shape but entirely made of living wood. Their powers are great and can be fierce opponents if challenged or enraged by the mistreatment of the forests they inhabit. Their ancient magics are gift from Mokosh herself.
Elves – They are an ancient race that cohabited with all the other wild folk before the world first came to even see humans. It is said that elves were among the first children of the gods, but elves themselves deny that. Their history is kept to them so little is known about it to humans. They rarely leave their ancient forests which they called home along with many of the other wild folk. Every elf excels at his chosen craft due their longevity, be it fighting, sewing, singing or magic.
Dwarves – Some believe that dwarves are the children of one of Svarog's embodiments, other argue they are the children of Mokosh and Perun as their usual habitat is the deep underground while their naturally buff bodies make them excellent strong warriors. Whatever the truth is, dwarves are rare sight to behold as they rarely leave their cavern cities. Still their craftsmen, especially smiths and stonemasons are known to be second to none.
Rusalkas – Rusalksas are a curious and tragic existence. For all purposes Rusalkas can be considered demons, undead or monsters. There's a reason for that still, Rusalkas are born when a young woman choses to drown herself and end her life rather than enter into marriage with someone. Such are the cases when usually the clan or parents arrange a marriage of profit. After their deaths, the girls' spirits linger and eventually are reformed as Rusalkas. They are spirits given physical form. Charming and with beauty enough to draw in but the most stalward of men. These female vengeful creatures are known to charm and seduce young travelers into entering their waters before drowning them. Important trait as that all Rusalkas appear as if always having just left the water. If they put on clothes they will soak, their hair is always wet and skin glissening with moisture. They are deathly afraid of red ribbons. Mothers put on ribbons on their sons who leave home to protect from them.
The Darkness
The Darkness, little is currently known about this... perversion of nature. As soon as it appeared, it began to twist, mutate and corrupt the surroundings until the original source of it looks more like a nightmare given unstable form rather than something within the very world. In many ways the darkness behaves like a giant organism. It's spreading, adapting and attempting to always get the upper hand. Trees, animals and men are all equally affected by the darkness's mutations. Mutated beasts charge beyond the reach of the darkness to kill and consume those unaffected from it. Men are turned into mindless abominations of twisted body parts and growth of the forests spreads without rhyme or reason. Four different types of creatures have been confirmed within the spreading darkness.
Hungers – Animals corrupted into nightmarish abominations, mindless and driven only by endless hunger and malign purpose. Non existent intelligence of these creatures makes them attack in endless droves. Many variations exists as the mutations ensure there's always a new nightmare born with each passing second.
Fallen – Sentient creatures that have been twisted beyond recognition. They retain a semblance of self awareness, able to construct simple plans and strategies to serve their goals of consumption of all who are still free from the darkness's influence.
Sins – These are the embodiment of corruption and the product of sentient beings whole overtaken by the darkness, but not turning into mindless drones that serve it. They are akin to generals or maybe hive queens of the mindless beings that fill the darkness. Their only goal is the expansion of their dark domain and nothing is allowed to stand in the way. Smart, cruel and insane, the men and women who were once these horrifying monsters are no longer present. Their mind twisted into something so different that in the end nothing of their original self remained.
The nightmare? - This being has only been seen once and is believed to be something akin to the ruler of this spreading corruption. It's presence completely obliterated the capital, no magic affected it, no weapon reached it. It's absolute authority went unchallenged as everything around it was either turned to dust or corrupted into it's servants. If more of these exists is unknown such it was dubbed the nightmare. It's appearance was one of endless mass of flesh, forest of tentacles and eyes, all brimming with malicious purpose and evil intelligence beyond human.
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Constantin was cursing in his mind as he was covered by the rather heavy cloth now. It hindered his movement, made it near impossible to see, obstructing him in nearly all ways possible. Why did he get out of bed? He so regretted it right now, he almost preferred the nightmare to this. Bazhooli's voice boomed as usual, the chaos was complete it seemed and he was not happy about that.
As he reached for his hip to pull his sword and cut through this, he realized he did not in fact have his sword with him. He had taken it off for the performance earlier and after going to bed and waking up he had not picked it up again.” You've got to be kidding me...” He mumbled in annoyance before rummaging around the table he was sitting at, blindly until finally finding what he needed, which was a knife.
He grabbed the cloth, pierced it with the sharp knife from the table and cut his way out. Seeing the people from outside the cloth and their movement underneath made it all look surreal.” Vho vas it?! Vho dared?!” This time he really felt like killing someone. Killing someone in a slow manner that is.
The journey was rather curious. Mosi was really wondering as of why the traffic was in the state it was. What could it have been? She didn't quite decide to get the answer though. The priority was the event they were already late for. She just looked out the taxi. Ahh a city during the night, always an intriguing and mysterious sight, filled with possible wonders and mysteries to discover. As they neared and Akhmed helped them out one by one, it was truly a gentlemanly action from him, so she gave him a big smile." Thank you, Akhmed." She added with a respectful nod on her side too.
The sounds of a smith were unmistakable. As soon as Mosi heard the sound of metal hitting hot metal she knew it and her focus shifted completely onto it as they walked. She threw casual glances to the different stalls, but it was mostly a look of passing than any current interest in them.
'Ahhh water quenching.' Mosi smiled at the scene. The man who taught her smithing did show her how to do it and she did use it in many occasions, but overall most smiths she knew of at least knive and blade ones used oil. As oil lessened the chance of the blade snapping in two during the quenching. She on the other side was of the opinion that if the smith did the job right, there was no need to rely on that. She felt her hand clench into a fist a few time as if wanting to grab a hammer.
As the man came over to introduce himself, Mosi could see he indeed had the body of a smith. THe mannerism of smiths wasn't unfamiliar to her nad she had gotten more than used to people just cleaning their hands in their shirts. She herself often did the same, after all if the cloth's already drenched in sweat and darkned from the coal and metal dust, might as well wipe your hands in it instead of a new clean one.
"Pleasure to meet you, mister Aton. My name is actually Priscilla Harker, but I do prefer being called Mosi." Mosi greeted, explained her name, took off her hat with a smile and reaching a hand for a handshake. " No, it's the other way around actually I believe." She added with a sly smile." I wanted to attend your display, and he decided to escort me with the fair lady. That's an impressive piece you quenched, would you mind if I take a look at it?" She asked with open clear interest.
Location: The Tower, Floor 3 Interacting With: Ancient cosmic powers of the GOOD DICE ROLLS, and Sana.
“SPIRITS!” The witch exclaimed at the events that were unfolding. She could feel the weight of the bear slamming the croc, there was also the spell that Thomas was pulling off and then Sana took yet another hit. Even the dwarf had the run in with the cosmic powers of misfortune. The witch though had something else in mind as it raced through and her eyes locked on Sana once more. It was now or never!
The witch suddenly bolted towards the fallen bard while her attacker was being taken care of. She had to protect Sana, she owed it to Kyra whom she couldn't safe. Yes, Sana had to survive this. As many of their comrades had to. She had her remaining spells still so had no choice.
Dashing didn't quite work wonders, but she got into reach of Sana and immediately went to her knees, placing a hand on the other woman's torso. Focusing her mind the magic power inside her stirred as the spell of Cure Moderate Wounds activated, the spell's power flowing into the bard. Hopefully this was going to pull some good healing.
Location:MLK Jr. Dr.(E3) Skills: Sneaking, Athletics
In the end Ray was the one who had taken care of the walker, but Amelia let Sam be the one to help him up. Amelia wasn't sure if she'd have the strength to stand up herself if she was t o fall down, let alone help him up. While Sam was doing that, Amelia took a look around.” I think there should be cars we can use around...” Amelia suddenly said in profound realization as she remembered this small really crucial detail she had forgotten about until now.” I just remembered, people were talking that there were cars scattered around that should be in working order, stationed just in case.” She suddenly said to Ray and Sam.
Since Sam had pulled Ray up, she also joined the search for a car. Amelia moved slowly around, almost shuffling her legs around, just wanting to sit somewhere. The black haired woman returned having found nothing, but luck was on Amelia's side this time around.
“I found one.” She said in joy, noticing the car. It was reasonably small, but it was going to be their salvation. Pulling gathering willpower and last vestiges of physical power she moved to the car and search for the key.
"Well my main job is indeed hunter, but I'm close enough to be called aprentice witch too... actually no, hunter is hte side job, writer is my main one, my bad." She smirked as she nodded at the coffee statement." Will do, you can count on it. Will bring a good package of quality tea next time then." Kosara added with a wave as she exited the shop.
She sighed and looked at the skies. This was it, with this final ingredient she had everything needed to throw togetehr the tracking spell and she could do it right now. It was so weird when Witchcraft was what came in handy as hunter more often than not. Many hunters in Europe used it... even if it's just for protection bags from demons or other witchcraft. Kosara let one final sigh and pulled her mobile phone, typing a message to Abe. That simply stated." Gramps, got the thing, heading home to prepare it."
With that she hopped to drive back home. It was going to take some preparation to get the spell working. She just hoped it would pick Riley's traces.
"I completely agree with you!!!" Vala shouted to the psyker with complete look of disbelieave that she had actually to agree with the catsuit, pole dancer looking imperial psyker woman.' To hell with my life... how did I end like this from all the way of respectful merc to a spare pawn in the madness that is this fucking imperium.' Vala thought recalling her rather decent length life given the usual life expenctancy for mercs and imperial soldiers.
At least in the mercs you retained the right to do smart and sensible decisions, not be killed like this. Only once she wished to have a talk with their emperor... She wished to ask what was teh point of all this madness if he was not going to rule his Imperium and instead let a swarm of religion obsessed fanatics dictate teh fate of this sinking empire. Sadly she doubted she'd ever get the chance.
As soon as the evacuation of the vehicle began she jumped outside with the eagerness and agility of someone whose life depended on moving fast. She dashed away, pulling her own grenades and throwing a pair on hte right side into the enemies to buy their wings some time.
"Next time... I'm fucking brining the tunnel down no matter what." She mumbled as she shot one of the possessed with her lasgun, leaving a hole into his head at the place of the eye. A boosted weapon like hers into the soft weakpoint of an eye, no way she couldn't get to the brain behind. She never stopped running though, not until reachign the Rhino at which point she took defensive position, throwing a moment's check to see if others made it.
Constantin was no really amused by the whole situation he found himself in and he was actually just a step away from feeling bad about actually waking up from those nightmares. As fun and entertaining a circus celebration was, he just could bring himself to feel good right now. The bad dreams had roused his negative emotions and also caution. Something was lurking in the shadows of this city, something grand and evil. It appeared as if it had saturated the very city, engulving them from every side, covering it like a veil, not allowing them to see the reality of it. Soulless were within this city and hten they vanished just like that. He highly doubted the ones who were at that event were the only ones. Then a soulless of unknown origin attacked them at their very doorstep, nearly killing Veta.
“Hov do I fight something that's flying avay from me...” He mumbled, recalling the beast. Actually it might not be right to call it a beast even. Beast was something that had no sentience. This thing was a monster. It was as monstrous as any soulless. Evil and probably cunning... where did it come from though? He fell into deep thought again as the celebration was going on around him, not minding the talking going around. He took a sip from his cup, the wine filled his mouth, making him smile a little, before frowning again.
There was also that mist that filled the whole area making it impossible to see and extinguishing the torches as if it was nothing. The dense mist... there was also the ice. Maybe this soulless had multiple abilities? That was a likely scenario indeed, his bad feeling was not leaving him dammit.
As it has passed and as it had been felt, the bad feeling indeed became reality!!! The tent cloth was coming down! By the time he realized what had happened there was... CLOTH! It was heavy!" Vhy is this happening to me today!?!"
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