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The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

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The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

Name: Alisdair Gindwin
Age: 25
Race: Luce Primani Scholar
Appearance:

My Hider

Though Alisdair's eyes are the fully black, coal like orbs as the many other scholars of Luce Prima.
Personality: Alisdair is inquisitive, instinctively ponderous and willing to go to any length for the pursuit of his own betterment. Some would go as far as saying that his aloof behavior is almost creepy and unnerving but he is gentle enough that most will not be hateful or disruptive of his curiosity.
History:

My Hider

"Tell me boy, what is it you wish to learn today?" An older scholar asked the small boy, his dark hair peeking from under the hood of his robe.

"I want to hear the story about the dragons again! Please Grandpa." The boy shouted with enthusiasm, the older man laughed aloud and pulled a book from the shelf nearby. The story was Alisdair's favorite before bed, he loved the stories of dragons, knights, and valiant quests. The Humans were an interesting bunch, some loved dragons, some hunted them, some fought many great beasts, Hercules killed a hydra, but Alisdair kept one as a pet, how odd it seemed that the people of the Dawn were so blind, they couldn't see the benefits of being around others.

"Alright Dairn, time for bed, you have more lessons tomorrow, and these one will be harder, your true talents will be put to the test, time for you to be the hero, yeah?" the grandfather ruffled the boys hair before stepping out of the room to leave the boy to sleep.

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Alisdair turned to his mentor, the man held out a magic tool, something in the shape of a shard of ice, and as he spoke an old phrase the shard let out a frosted wind that covered Alisdair in snow, the mound encased him completely and the other man put his hands to his sides triumphantly.

"Come now Dairn, is that really going to be the way you go out? Head to toe in the frost?" the man jabbed, but as he said the words he could tell that there was a stirring beneath the snow. A light started to come from below the ice, and soon, flame poured from within alongside a roar, Alisdair stood with steam all around him as his necklace, a bright red scale glowed at his neck. The man was not able to dodge the flames entirely and managed to get a bit singed, "Dragons fire? What on earth have you been up to lately?" The man laughed as the two came together and shook hands, their match decidedly over. The man was a dear friend and mentor of Alisdairs, he had taught him the method for enchanting and the need of it, however Alisdair proved again and again, he had a knack.

Alisdair took to the meeting room to hear the councils anouncement, they had been batting around the idea of coming out of hiding, letting the people of the world know who they are and to be a part of the world again, Alisdair was for the motion, it was something that he wanted desperately, having so many people of so many races within reach would further his research greatly. As Alisdair reached the chamber and met with the other Scholars the debates began, those for and those against railed the opposition for whatever they could and the council let them do so as long as they felt no fights would break out. Soon, the Chairman stood, Alisdairs grandfather, Mirros Gindwin held out his hands and brought them together, a feather from a bracelet glowing faintly until dissolving as a loud shockwave brought attention back to him.

"The decision has been made, after listening to the words of the collected, we have decided. Luce Prima, the Academy of Daybreak, will open its doors, accepting all who wish to come." the words boomed with might, and the crowd cheered, even those that had warned against it, for even if they believed it to not be the best decision, they trust the judgement of the council, and so, with no delay, the first of the letters were dispatched, it was an odd method, but they felt it was better than appearing as a projection, or trying to call them all.

Other: The scholars of Luce Prima are masters of the lost art of enchanting, the art of infusing objects with magic, and then using them later. Alisdair is one of few that can make permanent tools, items that hold the magic and use it without fading.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

It's 8 am where I am, I would rather be asleep of hunting monsters, but I'm at work now.

To be the Children of Monsters.

OOC is up for anyone wanting to build their characters.

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/170480-the-city-of-luce-prima-supernatural-creature-rp/ooc

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

Your entire life has been on where you hide and fight, claw and scrape for every minute of life that you cling to, never once have you found a moment to truly relax. The humans, Children of Dawn they are called, have made this world truly theirs, they are weak, they are slow, but they have still become a dominant force and have for time immemorial they have fought to suppress and remove the Children of Dusk, your people. You and your family, both the ones that birthed you or the ones that made you, hide in the cover of night, or try your best to blend into human society, but then the letter came, a sealed envelope, the wax seal was beautiful and intricate, a mark none in your family had seen before, however it was addressed to you all and read as follows.

"Dearest friends,
The Academy of Luce Prima bids the children of Dusk welcome. It has been an eternity that the children of Dusk have stood next to the human race, yet always under their heel, our histories are lost, memories fade with the lives we have lost. Now is the breaking of dawn for these forgotten children, born under pale light, scorned by the sun. We of the Luce Prima have chosen to take matters into our hands, and likewise putting the tools into your hands.

For the first time in our history, we have decided that we must open our doors and accepting any and all new students, of Dusk, and of Dawn. This may come as a shock, humans are going to be accepted alongside the children of Dusk, we have made this choice with the hopes that we can forge prosperity, create bonds, and end the separation that befalls us. We have lost much to the children of Dawn, but they have lost much to us as well, and none can truly say where the fault lies.

So it is with pride that the doors are opened to you, any who wish to come, seek out our libraries, study arts and magics lost to our kinds centuries ago, or merely to reach out as diplomats, seeking a new perspective. All are welcome, all are wanted, all are equal.

You don't know what to make of the letter, there are coordinates on the letter. Could an invitation like this be real? Could a place exist that has accumulated the knowledge of the many races and held on to it be real? You want more than anything to go, for whatever your reason may be, you know that you must be at the academy. With bags packed and a spring in your step, you arrive and what you see is beyond expectation, a city, with a towering castle, like something from a fairy tale, though the buildings surrounding it are decidedly newer. Around this gate that leads into the massive walled in city, you can see a man with pointed ears, an elf, talking with a pale specter of a woman, a vampire, the sound of wolves echoes deep in the city, goblins pop out of an alley, and following them, a human child. It's real, a place where the Children of Dusk and Dawn have come together, in the hopes of making a better world.

The nature of these scholars is unknown, however when you meet them, they are all dressed in beige robes with red and blue trim, their eyes are black as coal yet they smile warmly, they welcome you to the city and lead you in. A set of buildings have been built to house the new arrivals, many of whom came with out any belongings of their own, a dorm sized room with a restroom somehow seemingly tailored to you awaits and the tell you, "This city is yours as you please, live, grow, thrive." and they leave. Town seemed to bustle and you get the feeling that this place has more to see than you had expected.

All right friends and foes, let's get down to the root of it all, this rp is a supernatural creature slice of life deal, I want a game where the players can make the world theirs, and I want it to have a sense of adventure and tension, drama will be a big thing in this game, I want the racial differences to be a source, but I want to remind all who come here, I will not tolerate hate between players, if a character is played as having a bias or dislike for another, fine, but if it becomes an issue ooc I will deal with it.

Rules

• All guild rules apply.
• Mature themes ahead, 18+.
• Sexual interactions must fade to black, take it to the PM's.
• All sheets must be PMed to me with the label "{Character name} Child of Dusk/Dawn
• Any race not placed below can be submitted to me for approval and subsequently will be added.
• Have fun.

Example races

Luce Primani Scholar

We the Scholars of Luce Prima, we are one of the most enigmatic races left in the world, none truly have learned much of us, however we have learned a great deal of them, we have used our innate ability to wield infused items to further our study, collect artifacts, and preserve knowledge in as pure a form as possible. Physical death is of course possible as we are humanoid, we are also still susceptible to the vampiric and lycanthropic curses, however, much more than that will need to be learned on your own.

Vampire

Vampires, their legends have been told for centuries, many of which may have been exaggerated. The vampire families across the world have used their immortality for many reasons, often times, they use this gift to make the lives of the ones they care for easier. These Families are very selective on the people that they choose to bring in, so many Vampires alive today are purebloods.

Pure blooded vampires have a number of gifts that they use to their advantage, enhanced senses, immortality, and an unnatural allure. However they have a few downsides, the curse of hunger gnaws at the vampires, they are forever cursed to drink the blood of other races, the need only peaks once a month in the cycle of the full moon, however the vampire has no need of outside sustenance though they have no ill effects for eating. A misconception about pure blooded vampires is that they are unable to be in sunlight, this is not true however, they are weakened to the point of not desiring to be out much during the day.

Turned Vampires on the other hand, have more issues to contend with, they have all of the same abilities, however, many times the shock of the turn and the change of lifestyle drives many turned to become feral, they hunt for the pleasure, they drain the life of others day after day, the hunger is a turned ones greatest foe. They tend to also have a worse reaction to sunlight, they feel a mild burning sensation, it is tolerable, yet noticeable, some believe that it is because of the strangeness of the pain. a Turned is made so by a compatible species drinking the blood of a pure blooded vampire.

Werewolves

Werewolves born or turned are all bound by the same rules, they are powerful shapeshifters that don the appearance of a large wolf, many of the packs that remain are led by purebred lines, however they do not seem to hold any particular advantage, every wolf is different upon the first change which occurs during puberty. A werewolf can change at will, however they are also forced to change in a full moon cycle. Werewolves receive boons from the wolf side of them, they are granted the sense of smell and some of the strength, however this is countered by the time it takes to change, a werewolf is weak and exposed for around five minutes in order to change.

Witches

Witches, Warlocks, Sorcerers, Mages, many names for the same beings, creatures of magic and skill, most races can cast magic however the more common are humans, elves, and fae creatures. Magic can be seen as many different forces and encompasses many spheres, pyromancy, divination, abjuration, and may more are counted among the many schools of practice.

Common races

The Common Races comprise the mostly compatible beings that are the closest to human, they are still considered to be children of Dusk. The elves are the easiest to pass off as human, long hair to cover the ears and they appear nothing more than lithe humans, however they boast unnatural grace and dexterity, as well as keen sight. The Dwarves have a harder time, they are usually relegated to the depths of the world where they practice their crafts, however among the races of Dusk, the Dwarves have the best relations with humans as they trade in valuable materials. Gnomes and Halflings are able to hide well and many times are found on the outskirts and dark corners of human and dusk societies alongside creatures such as goblins and kobolds.

Goblinoids

Goblins Are the smallest and most common goblinoid creature, they are small like halflings yet are born into societies built on thievery and savagery, yet they are also incredibly inventive, some would say to the point of madness. Orcs are cousins of the Goblin, some believe they are the children of some union between a goblin and a giant, however, that is just a story, no one truly knows. Orcs are powerful and often clash with humans, however they are not the mindless beast the humans believe, they are honor bound and loyal to family, a true warrior society to the end.

Humans

Humans are numerous and varied, they are the most populous species in the world, they are strong, smart, agile, though all these traits pale in comparison to their adaptability, and the ignorance. Human have been the main antagonist to the Children of Dusk, as the children have been to them, they fight for every inch of land they can, they build cities and monuments faster than any of the Dusk. Humans can be capable of a great many things, if only they could look past themselves.

Jorogumo

The Jorogumo, they are a peculiar race, the legend is that a spider that lived four hundred years would become one, however we now believe them to be related in some way to the Centaur, they are arachnids though the heads are replace by the body of a humanoid, they are dangerous and reclusive, yet some have wandered to the surface, they tend to also be quite resilient, the exoskeleton protecting them. they are weak to most physical damage however the arachnoid body makes them hard to catch.

Kitsune

The Kitsune, a race made famous in the orient, they are however much like many other were-creatures, many of the same tools and weapons harm them however the Kitsune have a distinct advantage, the ability to control flame, the mild pyrokinetic ability is peculiar and fascinating. A trait the Kitsune possess that others of their kind do not is the affinity for intermingling with humans, they tend to reproduce this way, regardless of the dangers involved.

More to come as they are fleshed out, however feel free to send ideas.

The City of Luce Prima

Scholar

Character sheet

My Hider

• Name
• Age (18+)
• Race
• Appearance
• Personality
• History (Go for three paragraphs in a hider please.)
• Other

Link to the discord
https://discord.gg/jbCacZK

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

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Milo got out of his truck in front of the local butcher that he had found, Harold was a good man, kept his prices honest and never cheated you. As Milo entered the shop the old man looked at him and started to rant incoherently, the jibberish only giving way to a few words that could be stitched into a solid sentence.

"Hey Milo, lookin'fer somen?" The Harold asked as he leaned on the counter.

"Yeah, I need a rack and some pork butt." Milo set his hands on the counter and accidentally revealed his wound.

"Hoo boy, that don' look like it' wah much fun, you be pickin' nah roses gain?" Harold laughed at Milo who was looking at the man with a confused but happy look, he may not be able to understand everything that man was saying, but you could tell he was having a good time talking to you.

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Milo set his purchases in the back of the truck, it was still pretty cold and it was making his hand a little numb, to be expected he guessed, so he sat in the driver seat and headed home, as he drove around he ended up getting turned around on a one way street, this city was no end of frustration still when it came to navigating, Milo swore that he would get it right within a week, and here he was, downtown, lost. It was nearly twenty minutes before he managed to get himself back on track and then back to his home, the sight was almost welcoming, he wished that it were a little less empty but he didn't really have all that many belongings, even his shop was a bit bare by most standards, it was a sentiment that he hoped wasn't a reflection of himself but he knew all to well that it was.

Milo shook the thought as he got his smoker running and loaded it up with all the meat and wood it needed, he had been planning on making some that he could put away for later anyway, and with his hand getting hurt he might as well do it today. The smell of Milo's smoker filled the shop, only not suffocating him because of his shops overhead fans, Milo had an old stand by seasoning blend that he loved to use still from Delta that he had brought a ton of with him when he moved up here. Milo sat in his shop, door sign was flipped to closed, and he had his feet on the table, with his bottle of liquor, Delta de-greaser, god the name was terrible but only half as bad as the alcohol, Milo took a sip and wondered why he felt so bad today, other than the cut his day had been fine, his life seemed to be improving, it had to be the reckoning coming for him, he could almost feel it.

Milo took out his phone and scrolled through his messages and came across a message from Vika, a photo of her at the Gym, getting rehab, that girl had spunk, mostly what had drawn him to her, same thing that drew him to everyone he had been close to. Milo took out a small sword from under his table and unsheathed it, a Victorian style small sword, a semi ornate snowflake shaped half guard, and fine engraving along the blade, the handle still needed finished but the parts were all done. he set it down and started to work the handle, figured it wouldn't be to hard on his hands, even a little tipsy, he even tried to text Vika back.

Hedyu fgVika, gflasd rtpo swwee yujou hsavijng fcunm, I hjsave a sdurpruise fdoryou

Milo looked at the message, he could tell that from the garbled mess he just typed that he had no business texting or working on a sword, again, some lessons are just hard to learn. Milo went to delete the message and when he clicked the button, a pop up showed it as sent, Milo looked at it stunned, he looked at his bottle, then the phone again.

"Why do I keep that stuff here?"

He laughed and set the phone down, Vika will probably enjoy that message anyway, wasn't like he was drunk texting Ana, she never answered them anyway.

@PrinceAlexus

To be the Children of Monsters.

Dragon kin are welcome pretty much anything you can give a decent background to, also it will likely start Monday or Sunday, depending on how soon I finish

To be the Children of Monsters.

Demonoid races are perfectly fine by me I am willing to accept so many players because I am fully aware that many will go inactive after a post or two

To be the Children of Monsters.

There are plenty of places I won't hold a cap, I will work on getting a full pic set up

To be the Children of Monsters.

it is mostly the real world, obviously alternate universe, but most histories are still there. the city is actually located in siberia, yet some force keeps it protected from the climate.