That1Guy

Long ago, in a kingdom far far away. (inside for details/ fantasy apocalypse)

There was once a kingdom of man, ruled by a powerful being who knew no age. This being led his kingdom to prosperity, and become a shining beacon, a goal for all to aspire to become. As much as I wish I could tell you it ends there children, but this is a true story, and the truest stories rarely have happy endings.

The king did everything for his people, he gave them everything and yet they wanted more. You see children, the downfall of this kingdom was not war, death, famine or pestilence, but greed. In the end the king could take no more of the greed of mortals. The King gave them their riches, so he took them back. He gave them their homes, so he took them back. He gave the people their very lives... So he took it all back.

Do not fret children, for there is yet a light at the end of this dim tunnel. Even for all the greed and hatred held in mortal hearts, he found a sliver of hope, children. Children who against all odds and with nothing to call their own, still found wonder in the world. Children who, in even the darkest hour found a reason to smile and laugh. He found that mortals were not always such greedy monstrosities, and through this, through a child's laughter and wonder for the world, he spared them all.

Remember children, hold no greed in your heart and bear no ill will to your fellows, and when the world seems at it's darkest and everything is closing in around you, find a reason to smile, to laugh and be happy... For to live hateful and sour is no way to live at all.

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Hello, idea here. I keep seeing these froup roleplays set around a fantasy world with grizzled mercanaries and adventurers ready to take on the world with physical and magical prowess alike.

And there I thought, what of children, a group often overlooked. What if, somehow the fate of the world, nay all of existance rested on the tiny shoulders of children? So here I am.

As should be obvious this far, all involved characters will be children, no younger than 12 and no older than 17 ( or the equivilent for the chosen race. ) Adding to their ages, I do not expect to see a child slinging spells to rival an archmage, be able to hit a rat in the eye with an arrow from a mile away, or snap a man in half. Children are also not fearless.

At the moment I simply want to see how much interest there would be for this sort of thing. Ideas and questions are welcome, as they will help improve the main idea and by extent, the roleplay itself.

Somewhere Over The Mountains

currently homeless, unable to rp as it is the last thing on my mind and waiting to find an open wifi is dumb.

The deep. ( Fantasy / horror )

as much as i would like to continue this, I am pretty much homeless atm and rp is the last thing on my mind. I will not be able to continue this, but if you all wish to pick it up that is fine with me.

Somewhere Over The Mountains

Murderhobo, you mean main protagonist of any rpg ever?

Somewhere Over The Mountains

" And make sure to bring me back something nice, cursed if you can manage it. " The old lady said with a wink, it was hard sometimes, trying to figure out if what she said was a joke or if she was actually serious. " your brothers are in bed, you should leave before they protest."

Navi nodded with a smile, hugging the little old lady. " Alright GramGram, I just hope we won't be going theough any cold areas, cant't stand the cold. " She said as she finished packing her bag, stuffing empty bottles between clothing and a journal filled to the brim with plant records, a gift from the old lady.

Gram cackled loudly, a twinkle in her eye. " Well if that happens, you find the nearest strapping young lad, and hold on for life... and for the warmth I guess. " Gram finished this with a wiggle of her eyebrows and another wild laugh.

Navi could almost still hear that laugh as she moved slowly through the lower city streets. The first thing she noticed was the size of the place itself, the second being how close together some of the buildings were, it kind of spooked her a little. Nothing could comare though, to the sudden burst of quiet terror when she noticed the castle, two-legs sure liked to make their places big and imposing.

Making her way to the palace garden took awhile, and it certainly made it no easier when a guard would stop her every few feet to question her, one was even forward enough to ask if she was there to eat someone. She took no real offence to any of it, and any questions of the same caliber would be answered with an upturned nose and her moving on.

After a while she eventually reached the castle gardens, and was filled with a mix of releif and annoyance to see she had not been quite as late as she thought. As she approached the three very important looking figures she bowed gently, it being the only thing she could think of doing when meeting royalty. " My name is Navi, I do hope my arrival is not unwelcome. I hope to join you on this journey, an alchemist would not be unwelcome yes? I can create many a potion for different uses, both to aid and... harm, if the need arises. "

Somewhere Over The Mountains

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"A foreigner! He probably means to capture or kill you and destabilize the Empire in preparation for invasion. I don't trust him, Your Highness."
- Knight Captain Osanne, or something.

@Aristo

I think the forginer willl be forgotten when the venomous half snake that openly admits to creating poisons shows up.

Somewhere Over The Mountains

But yea, once everyone posts their cs i think we have enough people to start.

Somewhere Over The Mountains

Well, anacondas are non-venemous snakes, so they need to rely on the strong muscles to kill their prey. Venomous snakes use their venom to paralyze and kill their prey

@vietmyke

Still, makes you think. Kinda scary.

Somewhere Over The Mountains

I just figured something about Navi.... Anacondas can exert around 25+ lbs of force per square inch on prey, and hold that for a half hour or more.... Imagine that applied to a Naga, would crushing an armored knight for ecample be out of question?

Somewhere Over The Mountains

Navi

Name: Navi

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personality: Pessimistic in a word, being treated like a common monster can do that to a girl. In several more words, she is snarky and has a hard time believing compliments or really any positive interaction directed to her. However if one were to pry away the synthetic wall of anger and sarcasm, one would find a surprisingly bubbly young woman who deeply cares for those around her that she can call friend.

Role/Title: Alchemist, she can create anything from potions to poisons and everything in between if provided the right materials. Her poisons are often​ mixed with, or created from her own paralytic venom, and thus always has an antidote on hand.

History: Being a Naga in a two-legged world is difficult, especially when the other breeds of your kin insist on practicing necromancy and other dark arts, as well as eating two-legs. Navi was born first in a group of four with three younger brothers following soon after. Her village nestled deep in the forest up against a small mountain far from most two-legs settlements, but as she soon learned, two-legs were infamous for their greed, and their land expanded until at the age of six she met her first two-legs.

The boy was a year older than her, an elvish boy who seemed to never wear more than a set of dark blue trousers. They became fast friends, each telling the other of their people and playing together as often as possible. This friendship was not to last, as one day the elvish boy was followed by his father, who quickly notified the nearby two-legs village that then swiftly called for a band of mercanaries. The village had to move then, only a third still alive and Navi escaping with only one good eye.

Until the age of 12 the village wandered as traders, dealing with the less volatile two-legs settlements and seeking shelter with those rare few who allowed it. On the day of her 12th birthday Navi's mother brought her to a small two-legs village that had peacefully dealt with them before. When they arrived Navi insisted on exploring the new shop that had set up in their absence, a store surrounded by plants of all shapes and sizes and colors, run by a little old lady with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

From that old lady she learned her love of alchemy, and soon became a productive and important part of her people's caravan. She took to the art quickly, trading healing salves and potions with passerby and adventurers in exchange for any unusual flora or fauna they picked up in their travels. Because of her Navi's people thrived in this new life of travel, supplying her family with the much needed currency the two-legs seemed to love throwing around so much.

The happy times ended though, as they always seem to do. Soon enough the caravan became a threat to the other smaller two-legs trading groups nearby, and unsurprisingly the two-legs sent a group of armed mercanaries after them again, it seems those people would do anything for enough money. Her mother was smart though, and learned of the attack moments before it happened, just long enough to send her little Navi on an errand with her brothers.

Navi never even had to turn around, hearing the sounds of battle behind her, she only drove her brothers on, leading them to the old woman who had taught her alchemy, the only two-legs she could trust. As time went on, and the tales of adventure told by passerby filled her head, her lust for travel grew and grew until at the age of 22 it peaked upon hearing of a party of people out to seek the source of some plauge or monsters of some sort, Navi never listened too carefully, she just wanted to get away an explore. She leaves behind her three younger brothers of 15, 13 and 17 with their surrogate mother, the old lady who even now refuses to reveal her true name.

Anything extra: Navi's venom is potent, but not lethal. She can paralyze a fully grown man in a seconds if she can properly sink her fangs in. The venom lasts a few minutes if applied with her fangs, but diluted into her poisons it lasts a good minute at most, and causes minor paralysis. The larger the target, the shorter the effects last and the less powerful they are.

Navi always carries antivenom to counteract the vast majority of her poisons ( as most are derived from her venom ) in case something happens. She can only produce so much venom, and can only make a handful of usable doses before needing to rest and wait for her body to naturally make more.