The Dow Dragon

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@Dervish Thanks! I appreciate it and I dig the theme you got going, Plague Knight is one of the most interesting knights, besides maybe Specter Knight.

Its also great that he's a total chick magnet.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@gcold So, hi. I see that this rp says apply, so I'm not sure whether thats current or not. Also I see 300 IC posts, so I'm not sure whether or not I need to read any of that to know what is happening. I have no problem reading through the OOC stuff, as far as RP events goes, but I'm so keen on reading through 300 posts of story.

Everytime I look at Spam

@Mae Don't worry, I'm getting chemo.

Everytime I look at Spam

My lifespan shortens by 5 years.

So thanks for that.

The Dow Dragon's Cafe

"This Hole"

Written October 3rd, 2016

T.H.

This hole with which you keep sucking me in
Which leaves me with an inescapable grin
How can I love you this long
Without it feeling like its wrong

Your gentle touch drives me wild
My head spins from your smile
This hole which you've dug in my heart
Insures we will always be apart.

Age of Iron - Reboot Edition

Golianzok

This Goblin Kingdom is located just under the 65 North line, in that mountain range.

Background:

Some say that the Goblins of the North were the product of a warlock mad with power, who corrupted the hearts of the innocent to turn them into creatures of darkness and snow. Others say they were birthed out of ice bergs, fully formed and ready to go. Wherever they're from, the goblins of Golianzok have certainly thrived in the harsh, steep, arctic mountain climate of the Golianzok Mountain Range.


An example of very early settlement building by a large goblin family.

The first goblins began by making caves in the cliff faces their homes, cozy little dens away from the bitter cold and wind storms. They became experts at climbing in order to catch all sorts of creatures as their food and the frozen streams proved quite drinkable once broken off and melted over a fire. It was a meager life in the mountains, but it was all they had. Until the griffins came. The griffins are an even bigger mystery than the goblins themselves and how the goblins tamed them is the people of Golianzok's most guarded secret. Within 5 years, the Goblins of the Northern Mountains were Griffin riders, soaring through the sky. All of a sudden, Goblins were connected, a whole world of possibilities opened up. The goblins got organized, arranging hunting parties, retrieving water and mapping out routes and place safe to build structures. These people were no longer creatures cowering in caves by the warmth of a fire, they were masters of the sky and the griffins were their trusty partners for which to take on the world.

Decades passed, and several major Goblin cities sprouted up. Smaller settlements and estates were peppered through the mountains, but all trade and activity centralized around these cities. This gave cities power and influence and soon these large cities in the peaks became city-states and the goblin unity of decades passed was replaced with suspicion and greed over food and stone resources. The first major goblin war erupted between three city-states, it was free for all. Griffins and goblins alike fell out of the sky in a shower of blood, settlements were destroyed and innocents slaughtered. This free-for-all war would be referred to as The War of Ignorance, because the Goblins thought they were the masters of the mountains. Little did they know, they were simply residents.

In the third year of the war, the entire griffin population revolted against their masters and flew to the tallest peak in the range, now christened 'Mount Gol' where the goblins discovered that the mother of all griffins, an enormous griffin oversaw her range, she was four times the size of any Griffin anyone had ever seen and was estimated to be the oldest griffin alive. The goblins quickly realized that she had sent her children to help them out of that dark and depressing age all those years ago, when they curled up in their caves next to a dying fire, hoping to survive the night. It was only by her mercy and kindness did the goblin race survive. So the goblins stopped their war and made amends and began to rebuild. They paid tribute to The Mother by building a shrine on Mount Gol in her honor, which was a Goblin and Griffin standing side by side, as equals. The griffins returned a year later and a new respect was exchanged between both Goblin and Griffin.

The Goblins built more cities and settlements and united them under the new nation of Golianzok, where a Griffin flies on a green banner, just as they fly in the skies if the mountains.

The goblins themselves are ice blue in coloration with burning red eyes, though some have been known to have blue. Males are usually taller and broader than the females, averaging at around 5 foot 11 inches in height. Females tend to be 5 foot 6 inches. They're typically slim yet strong and well versed in mountaineering and hunting. They have long pointed ears, which helps them navigate the skies, on a griffin or not. Their ears shrink with age as well as their hair (Which can be Black, Brown, or Red) turns white and they wrinkle. A healthy goblin can live to be 115 years old, easy.


An elderly goblin, most likely around 100 years old.

Golianzok itself is governed by a council of 10, with a Grand Elder making 11. This council makes all major decisions regarding Golianzok as a whole and controls its military. The large cities are ruled by Governors, who are approved by the council. Though they can command the city security force, the council can ultimately pull out as many men as it needs in the event of war. Its military comprises of many armed griffin units and few land units. Surprisingly, Goblin have a good grasp on machinery and have been making strides towards siege and war equipment such as trebuchets and battering rams. The recent discovery of precious metals within the mountains have greatly increased the quality of virtually everything in Golianzok.

Arms, armor, equipment, structures, this is a technological leap and new towns are sprouting up on the edges of the mountain range at the order of the council to harvest as much of it as possible. However, the humans to the east could prove troublesome should they stumble upon the goblin's paradise of metals...

The Dow Dragon's Cafe

The Dow Dragon's Cafe

A concept inspired by @A Tattooed Girl, I'm a fan.

I suppose I should start with a brief bio. I've been interested in literature and writing since I discovered Harry Potter. Never did I think a book could paint such an intricate and wonder filled world and never did I think a bundle of paper could light such a fire in me. And so I began to dive into the world of literature, first by just reading anything and everything that looked interesting, then writing my own stuff in my notebook when I was bored, then making up stories for my characters in video games. My writing passion only increased when I discovered my love for the mountains when I was 13, moving to a new state. There is beauty here like I have never seen. I've been heart broken and I've broken hearts, I've been depressed and I've gotten past it. But it was only when I got to high school that I truly fell in love and I still struggle to destroy that love within me today. And this, is what my first work is about.

"Not Much Of A Poet"
Written October 2nd, 2016

N.M.O.A.P

The pain you won't know.
The pain you can't know.
The pain you mustn't know.
The bloody hearts you leave in your wake
You pay no attention to
And those who would die in your name
You are indifferent to
The kindness you portray
Tortures me
Because it isn't kindness I seek.

The way you talk about him
Its as if he's been here with us
For all these years
But he hasn't
And it seems that the time we spend
Is nothing more than a bridge to your next love
Undoubtedly going to break your heart
But I guess that's the way karma works
Because its mine that has been trampled on.

It is fitting you will never see these words
Never know what will never be heard
Because silence seems to be my only key
And it is silence that dominates me
So there you have it
I've had a good go of it
I've always said
I'm not much of a poet.

Age of Iron - Reboot

I can dig it.

The Black Parade

Walter Falke

Appearance:
He stand's at around 5'9. Has mildly muscular build to him. Light greyish blonde hair and blue eyes, face covered in a few small scars. His back is covered with a massive burn scar.

Age:
28

Gender:
Male

Personality:
The word pragmatic comes to mind when describing Walter. He's not one to get emotional over much, especially the loss of human life. If he's getting teared eyed at the sight of a corpse, you can bet your whole life savings that the corpse was once very close to Walter, whether it be friend or family. Now, he's not a sociopath to an extent, and can socialize fairly well, even surprisingly very formal and refined for someone who is a member of Black Company. As such, he's often referred to as the "Middle Man".

Backstory:
Walter has served with the Farell Irregulars for most of his career. He originally joined the traditional Farell military at the age of 21 after graduating from the military academy. However, the pay and the treatment ended up being not very preferable for Walter, even as an officer. Thus, he quit three years into his career and joined the Farell Irregulars. He enjoyed the amount of freedom the company gave him and with this newfound freedom and flexibility, excelled as a soldier of fortune. He lead companies of the Regulators in various small wars in skirmishs, distinquishing himself on the battlefield. Some might have called him cruel, as he determined the need to take prisoners based on supplies and facilities rather than human rights or a sense of morality. However, this cold aproach to taking prisoners benifited his soldiers greatly, as they did not have to waste resources when they needed them most.

After around six years of service with the Farell Irregulars, he was offered a position in Black Company. He took it immiedatly as it provided him with a new challenge. Once again, he did well in the Black Company, though most of his achievements are fairly secret, much like any of the activities of Black Company. However, he has developed some sort of reputation that boiled down to this:

If your an Irregular soldier, this man is you best ally. If your anyone else, watch out, for he might already have plan in place to discreetly make you disappear.... enemy or not.

Role in the Farell Irregulars:
A Black Company Officer

Current Assignment:
"Aid" in the support of the Black Parade in any way deemed fit. Currently attached to Black Company Squad A, "The 1st Wolf Brigade".

@Skepic

Accepted, sorry I didn't see it earlier.

We'll put him as Combat Advisor, no rank.

So label him as Walter Falke, Combat Advisor in the hider.