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Cardinal Rift - A Fantasy/Sci-fi adventure! [STILL RECRUITING]

@Sewer Rat Thank you very much! If you have questions or need some clarifications, just hop on the discord. I'm available for the next few hours before I sleep.

Cardinal Rift - A Fantasy/Sci-fi adventure! [STILL RECRUITING]

@banjoanjo@Aeolian Great to have y'all! Hop onto the discord for proper discussion!

@ERode Looks sick. We'll work out the finer details later.

Cardinal Rift - A Fantasy/Sci-fi adventure! [STILL RECRUITING]

@Xylot@Cu Chulainn@ERode Great to have you all!

Cardinal Rift - A Fantasy/Sci-fi adventure! [STILL RECRUITING]

Is this going to function as a Nation RP, just with houses instead of nations?

@ERode

Not really, no. Essentially, while the entire thing is large-scale, not everyone will have a house. There are open houses for player backstories/if people want to play a lord. They also don't have to be as developed as the GM-made houses.

The focus on the RP, in the end, is on the player characters and their development.

Cardinal Rift - A Fantasy/Sci-fi adventure! [STILL RECRUITING]

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It is the 15th of Anais, year 1648.
Today, some of the most powerful people on the continent assemble at Harrow's Tower.
Tomorrow, the final verdict on the Mageborn-Technologist conflict will be delivered.
A decision that will be remembered for centuries to come.

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ℙremise

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249 years ago, the Croanian Empire finally fulfilled its goal of conquering the continent of Kals. After years of war, Croania took control of the capital of technologist Ateria and subjugated its people, turning the former country into Northern Croania. The continent was united.

Now, in the present day, the Empire heads towards war once more. But, this time, instead of fighting a foreign power, Croania is tearing itself apart from the inside.

The Mage Queen of Croania, in an effort to keep the country unified, has invited all the House lords, 12 southern mageborn and 3 technologists, to a conference at Harrow’s Tower, a key centerpoint in the fracturing country. The goal of the conference is to discuss solutions to the conflict and consider redistributing power to the North.

With war looming on the horizon, the day of the Peace Talks draws closer. The future of Croania hangs in the balance.

𝕀nformation

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Welcome to Cardinal Rift, a fantasy/sci-fi RP!

Cardinal Rift is set on Croania, a continent with two wildly different cultures. In the North, there are cars, televisions, and highly advanced computer systems far more powerful than what we have in our world. However, the technology is very concentrated at the top, with most of the population owning very little. In the South, the technology is at about the level of Victorian-era England. The quality of life, however, is much higher, with cleaner streets, more food, and a much more temperate climate.

The two cultures have been in conflict for some time (although there has been very little outright violence). The starting point of Cardinal Rift is at Harrow’s Tower, a building right on the “border” between the cultures. There, 15 representatives from each house will gather to discuss and solve the problems plaguing their relationship.

The Peace Talks will be chapter 1 of the RP. The following chapters will focus on their repercussions and impacts all across Croania. You can make your own House, join a pre-existing one, or something else entirely!

ℂharacter 𝕊heet

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For those interested, or who just want to have a look! To get the CS code, make sure to hit "Raw."

CHARACTER SHEET

ℂardinal ℝift

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pictures can go here (please keep them small)

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ℙersonal 𝕀nformation

Name: What it says on the tin.
House: Where you live. If you're a Lord or Heir, state that too.
Age:
Race:
Gender:
Appearance: Height, build, any notable features. Pictures are encouraged!

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𝕊o 𝕆n & 𝕊o 𝔽orth

Reputation: Not a personality section. How would others perceive you?
Alignment: Technologist, mage, or neutral? Please include some justification.
Skills: Tell us what you can do.
Backstory: Doesn't have to be too long.
Miscellaneous: Anything you want to put in that doesn't fit anywhere else.

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𝕄agic

*if your character does not have magic, please leave this blank or remove this section - Magic and how it works is described in the doc below.
Gate: Doesn't have to be that long. If it's anything complicated or niche, write a bit more. You might want to include which Initial Gate it is derived from.
Flow: High, average or low?
Favour: High, average or low?
Field: Numbers or examples are appreciated.

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𝕋echnology

*if your character does not use fancy technological equipment, please leave this blank or remove this section
Equipment: List the important stuff. Names, what they can do, maybe limitations. Don't tell us about what's in your wallet.

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ℍouse 𝕀nfo

*remove if your character isn't the lord/heir of an original house
Name: Your surname.
Domain: What do they manage?
Location: Pick one of the free locations on the map.
Members: Other Lords, Heirs, or important people. Names and statuses are all you need.
History: Keep it brief. Anything big, detailed or that you want to keep secret you can throw at the GMs.
Other Information: Everything else.

𝔽inal ℕotes & 𝕃inks

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Discord Link!
RP Information Doc - if you're interested, give this a look.

SOME GOOD QUESTIONS FROM THE DISCORD

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FAQ

Q: Can I play someone who won't go to the talks/is unaffiliated with nobility?
A: Yes! You can play basically any character you like! Our only requirement is that your character has a backstory/motivations that link them to one of our plotlines. The Talks are here because they will have big impacts on the country, including on the normal people. It's okay to play a non-noble, because the effects of the talks are so far-reaching.

Q: Guns?
A: No, there aren't guns. Due to the higher oxygen level on Teliv, weapons that rely on explosive mechanisms or burning (guns, bombs, napalm, cannons) are incredibly volatile and unsafe to use. The South has never needed them anyway, with their gates. The North has developed railguns and coilguns, but most are large and require teams of men to operate and transport them.

Q: What level are Northern computers at?
A: While their processing power is greater than computers on Earth, they haven't spread enough for an Internet to develop due to their monstrous cost. No AI has been created yet. Primarily, the computers are used for simulations and rendering of scientific processes for research.

Q: Entertainment?
A: In the South, the advent of the printing press over 700 years ago was the last "big" development in entertainment. Books, shows, and games are all the rage amongst nobility and commonfolk alike. In the North, televisions are gradually spreading, but they have yet to reach the ubiquity of TV on Earth. Ask about specific books or games that are popular if you need them in your posts.

The End of An Era

Seems like your doc link is broken.

ꇙ ꒤ ꋊ ꋪ ꒤ ꋊ ꋊ ꏂ ꋪ ꇙ

Awwwww. @Stitches Best of luck to you two!

Anyway, woooooo! We’re starting!

ꇙ ꒤ ꋊ ꋪ ꒤ ꋊ ꋊ ꏂ ꋪ ꇙ

Iyana would be a new recruit, just blown in from stupid town.

The Fall of Faith: A Journey Home

Just messagin' to see how it's going @MagratheanWhale

✲ Thalam Online ✲

As Relica entered the barracks after a fey warrior, she was immediately whumped upside the head by the guard. The HUD wobbled about, emphasizing the dizziness that Devon was feeling through the neuro-link. "Agh!" she shouted. "I'll.. beat you up! Nobody attacks Devon Doralt and... lives to..." The heavily armored guard eventually picked up Relica and the fey and tossed them unceremoniously outside. She landed on her ass and cursed internally. I'll get them for this, she thought. They don't know what's coming. Relica began to plan her revenge. The first thing she needed was better gear. Relica picked herself up and strode away from the barracks in a huff, ignoring the pointed stares and stifled laughter. She pulled up the minimap and made a beeline for the shopping district of Bellview. The marketing district of town was the busiest area, more so than the slime-occupied grasslands and the beach close by. It was so congested that some of the fae and dwarf players would often get swept up by the tides of people shoving through the paths between buildings, kiosks, and merchant stalls. One squeaky voice would stand out over the roar of new players dazzled by the sights and smells. “Get your fresh hot bread! Ignore the scummy armor merchants! Get your fresh hot bread! My mom is young and she bakes well! The white stall next to the bakery, or look for me! Fresh hot bread!” Angie was quite the popular figure in the district, though for exactly what reason was uncertain. Near the center of the district was a large hollowed out dome made of brick, mud, and stone, overpowering heat and the smell of coal plumed out from every opening. Two brave players would approach the denizen within, the dwarf inside scarred on every inch of his body, slamming away at a strip of steel on his anvil. “Sir, are you a blacksmith?” One of the two asked, a dark elf player that was definitely helmed by a timid player. “Wh’ it loo’ like y’dark’n — qu’ starin’or y’ wann’ b’ somethin’?” The dwarf’s broken speech was really prominent, players would likely pray to whatever deity existed in this world that not all dwarves spoke in such a way. Relica was still seething from the earlier loss. “I need to get better stuff. It’s because my gear wasn’t good enough that I lost to those guards,” she muttered to herself. “I guess I can go back to killing things…” She came upon the smoky dome. “Ah! That’s one of those… um… ‘smith’ things! Maybe I can get better gear there!” Relica strolled in with the confidence that only a completely self-unaware person could give off. “Hello! I am looking to buy a really good armor piece!” The fireborn dwarf snapped his beady brown sights over to Relica, a scowl painted plainly across his face. He dropped his hammer and stood from the small stool he sat upon turning to face the player all the while maintaining his expression. “Wh’ th’ do ya’ think I am? M’not gun’ just gif’ye arma f’free. Y’ think I ca’ afford t’ jus’ waste mater’ on ye’?” The dwarf was missing most of his teeth, many of those remaining were in the back of his mouth. Relica was unfazed by the dwarf’s speech impediment. Devon was used to odd speech. Foreign college students, North Dakotans, and plenty of people with missing teeth for various reasons. “I’ll pay.” She reached into her money pouch and held out 2 copper. “Is this enough?” “Y’ f’saken ******* **** y’ think I a’ y’ th’ **** ********.” The fireborn dwarf’s profanity painted the one break of immersion in the game, profanity censorship. Of all things, why would they implement such a system? Yeah, kids would be playing this game but the stuff said by live streamers and even media was probably worse right? Nonetheless, the dwarf shook his head and pointed to the anvil and spat out at the girl. “Make’r y’self!” <<Quest Unlocked: Armorcrafting>> Relica jumped back in surprise. She still wasn’t used to the game notifications just appearing. “Quest? Oh… like the slimes! Hell yeah! I accept!” The dwarf cut Relica’s excitement off with a disgruntled. “The h’ ye’ talki’ bout? Get’ta anvil!” His arm extended out to the structure, the blacksmithing hammer placed on the ground right next to it. “Alright,” Relica said. This was good. She could learn how to make armor and hopefully get something out of it too. She scurried over to the anvil and picked up the hammer. It felt rather unwieldy in her hands. “What next?” As Relica picked up the hammer a menu popped up before her eyes, it was a transparent grey with white text placed over it. The menu displayed as follows: Rough Iron Armor Rough Iron Helmet Banded Shield Relica thought for a moment. I already have a chestplate, even though it’s gross. I think I’ll get a helmet. She picked the second option. “Helmet time.” As the helm option was selected Relica would find a transparent schematic sitting atop the forge. Slightly above the design was a small list of the materials required to forge it. The dwarf would on cue glance back and state plainly. “Y’ can’ use t’er o’er in th’ sack.” And then raised his arm with an extended finger to point to the bags of ore behind the girl. “Alright. Ore in the sack…” She walked over and fished out what was identified as iron ore. “Got it.” “Th’wa er’tha waitin’ for? Make’en ye’armor! Slam’en th’metal till’er fits!” The dwarf again roughly spoke, clenching his fist and smacking it into the palm of his other hand a few times and nodding. Had Devon any workmanship experience, he would have known that the process of smithing was a far more complicated endeavor than hitting the metal into the shape of a helm. Unfortunately, he had taken his elective in percussion, not crafts. And so, with the delight of a child given free reign over bubble wrap, Relica began smacking the ore into the rough shape of a helmet. And what a rough shape it was. A four year-old’s rendition of a play-doh bucket would fit the description of headwear more effectively. When Relica finished, the completed product was akin to a metal pot shaped by a blind man given nothing more than a picture of a pot, a lump of iron, and a hammer. The bucket would quickly snap itself into the shape of a plain looking iron helmet with a visor and everything. It sat on the anvil waiting to be picked up by Relica, and the dwarf simply nodded in approval. “S’good’uf now g’the’el here.” the blacksmith waved his hand away from the forge, pressuring Relica to leave his hovel. <<ROUGH IRON HELMET ACCQUIRED>> “Hold on. How do I make even better things?” Relica grabbed the helmet and equipped it. The dwarf would scowl once again, grabbing his hammer and throwing it to the girl before pointing at her almost tauntingly. “Git good.” He shook his head before turning on his bootheels and returning to work. <<FIREBORN SMITHING HAMMER ACCQUIRED>> “Ahhh! Thank you!” Relica rushed out of the forge, practically dancing. It was going to be a good day. ...Except for the fact that she had forgotten to turn in the quest.

Online DevonDoralt132 Class: Mage Level: 3 106 // 111 // 103 Stats & Info Body: 3 (+3) Spirit: 10 (+1) Tech: 3 Armor: 3 Equipment: >Basic Staff >Slime-covered Tunic >Rough Iron Helmet >Fireborn Smithing Hammer