There is a land, no one knows where, probably very far away, called "Liengard", it is a strange land, many kingdoms have risen and fallen in that very land, some powerful, some weak, but eventually all have fallen.
although there is one kingdom, a very peculiar kingdom indeed, has fallen, nearly 200 years ago.....
this kingdom was called....what was it called?.....aah...yes...Wildefort was the name, before the streets were always bustling with people, merchants from every land came to sell their products and take out adventures.
The King was called Draith, King Draith, he was a good a king, but he was corrupted, corrupted by money, the rich men made him give power to those who had money, and the poor where forced to work for the rich, the poor lived in dark alley's, they would only come out at night when no one was watching, and slowly the poor decided to run away from the castle.
Without the poor doing the labor, the rich could not continue selling products and the economy slowly collapsed.
But then one day, dark creatures cam from the wood, they were all completely black, they had long legs and arms, they had claws instead of fingers, they did not have any eye's, you could just see a gaping mouth ready to tear you apart.
They were the poor. The poor that ran away from the castle and went in the woods trying to reach any near castle, but while in the woods they met “Vunlard”, that offered them power and the possibility to have revenge and kill the king, but in change he wanted their souls. Many have accepted, and without souls, any living thing mutates, they become corrupted, more fearsome, they become the reincarnation of fear itself.
They assassinated the king, the kingdom was in total chaos and disorder, the guards of the castle decided to go on a suicidal mission to kill the monsters, but the miserably failed.
The castle had no King, no defense, and the remaining humans fled or got slaughtered.
We call the monsters “the neglected”, after 200 years humanity is near to be be completely absent on this land.
In these 200 years, the neglected became better equipped, Vunlard forged armors and weapons for them, he trained their intelligence and made them learn Dark magic.
And here we start our adventure, we are the neglected, we were captured, forced to give away our souls and become a neglected, we have been “brainwashed” and we aided Vunlard decimate the humans, now we feel pity, we have betrayed our race, now we want to protect the last humans, to retreive our souls and become human again, we will have to kill various enemies Human merchants who want to hunt us down and even other neglected, and even the so called “bosses”.
Select a class, and choose one of the 3 abilities that are different for each class
The Dark knight:
standing at a height of 2 meters and 10 the Dark knight staggers over his victims and has mastered the way of the one-handed sword, he has high strength and dexterity, he is agile and knows, although little, a few magic tricks.
The Dark Knight is the most adaptable class and is a perfect all-rounder, though he excelles in sword combat and ,although he can, he is not very good in anything else.
The Archer:
The Archer very similarly acts like the Dark knight but is even less of an all-rounder, although he has mastered the bow, he can pick off targets even very far away, and uses a variety of arrows to take down his targets, he has medium-high strength, high intelligence but does not know a thing of Dark magic.
The Heavy:
High 3.50 meters, and large 2 meters he crushes his enemy's under the shear power of his muscles and weight, he has mastered the two-handed sword but doesn't know much anything else.
Extremely high power, the highest of any class but lacks intelligence and speed, not very adaptable, this class is more of a tank as he can withstand even the mightiest of blows, not much stands as a threat to him.
The bandit:
high 1.90 meters although he is smaller than an average Dark knight, he has the highest agility of all, he rolls, runs, stabs the whole time, he is extremely stealthy and has a very high intelligence, he is not the strongest class but by mixing high speed with moderately high damage he is the perfect striker, he has mastered light weapons, one in each hand, the bandit can tear a single target to shreds with his continuous quick jabs and slices.
The Skeleton mage:
The Skeleton mage is the only class that that knows perfectly how magic works, he can cast shadow orbs, shadow waves, and can weaken up targets with various tricks, he has the highest intelligence and can easily outwit many enemy's, he has low strength and medium dexterity but intelligence and magic remedies for all his losses.
The beast master:
The beast master is high 2.30 meters and has the power to communicate with animals and befriend them, he has high intelligence and moderately high strength, he is highly adaptable and can kill anyone simply by releasing the hideous soulless hounds that are attached to a chain.
He has quite high defense and can easily tank for a slight bit, but does not know much about sword combat, he limits himself to a one-handed sword that he not very often uses.
Welcome to my first role play! If you have not read the story I beg you do, it helps a lot understand what's going on.
Please pick a class and send an application in the following way
Character Name:
gender:
Class:
personality:
appearance: (describe things like helmet shape, color, the armor and stuff like that, and please do not godmod your equipment)
Back-story: (you will not remember very well who you were before becoming a neglected)
Rules:
1.No god-modding, meta-gaming, techwanking.
2. Please cooperate so the Role play results more fluid.
3. Romance is allowed (as much as romance between soulless beings could get) keep it under pegi 13 preferably
4.bad language is not allowed
5.anyone caught not respecting the following rules will get a “striked” if you get strikes 3 times your character will die and you will not be able to re-applicate
my app
Name: Obscurum
Gender: male
class: Dark knight
personality: Obscurum was quite silent and always obeyed his master, he was very intimidating and never trespassed feelings, he doesn't remember much of how he was before, he only remembers that he was called Daniel...Although Obscurum has now changed, he has rebelled against Vunlard and now acts in a much more active way. He has become much more aware of what is happening and has become extremely intelligent, now he acts in a more open way but still remains quite silent and only talks when it is necessary.
appearance/equipment: shield of the forgotten (light one-handed shield, immune to Darkness damage) (images below)
mortem percussorem (one handed sword, deals dark damage, means "death striker" in latin)
vile armor (no bonuses)
Back story: Obscurum was actually one of the first to have given his soul volontaringly to Vunlard, hehas ran away from the castle "Wildefort" with a group of friends during the night, although most of his friends were caught by guards and were returned to forced lavor in coal mines, he wanted revenge and accepted with blind eye's Vunlards propose, and so he became a souless creature, after the assault on Wildefort he became the general of variose regiments, but after slaughtering a village of humans he decided to take human as a torture toy, though during the torture the man made speeches, on how the battle against the rich was over, and after a bit it became evident to Obscurum. He left his role of a general and now lives like a Nomad, hiding from other neglected and tries to help humanity, though the humans despise him, he needs to regain their trust somehow.
if this Roleplay was succesful i was planning on doing a second chapter of "the talesof Liengard" that is colocated in a totally different time and place of Liengard.
you have 3 possibility's of applicating, if 3 different apps of yours are denied please to not indulge and continue persitently on complaining
please have fun! as of thats the main reason of the roleplay!
Obscurum has been walking for 3 days straight without stopping, not even the time to sleep, his footsteps were heavy but he still pulled on, he couldn't find any pleace good were to rest without being seen in this plain, though he knew he was nearing the forest, where the Reunion house was collocated, there he could get some rest and mabey even get a few other neglected to follow him on his journey.
it was getting night, the sun was almot completely below the horizon and Obscurum thought for a moment "should i stop and rest a bit?....no what a stupid idea i'd be caught right away", so he continued walking.
suddenly he catched with the tail of his eye a light....someone was starting a fire, he looked more closely and saw that it was a human camp.
"crap" Obscurum whispered while evaluating the situation, he saw that there were only 3 men, the others must have gone hunting or something, they were mercenary's probably here to hunt down any neglected they find, sure Obscurum didn't want to harm humanity anymore but if these incompetents blocked his way then he would have to kill them.
he silently walked towards the camp, and after 10 minutes reached it, he was looking at the 3 men from the shadows, the moon has risen now, and not much light is present.
merchant 1:"were the hell are our guys? they have been gone huntin for hours now."
merchant2: "meh i just hope they bring some food, i am starving"
merchant 3:" yap so am i, hey guys, waddya think of getting some of the bosses stash?"
merchant 2: "He'll kill you all right if he finds out"
merchants 3: "what if he doesn't find out? cmon just a tiny bit" and with that he stood up and went into a tent presumebly the "bosses" one
"he's gonna get us all killed" sayed the 1 merchant while biting his nails
"not if i kill you first" said Obscurum while walking in the bonfire light with his sword and shield ready
one merchant staggered back in horror and fear at the sight of the neglected, in the meantime the other was trying to take his sword out of it's fodder, Obscurum quickly planted his blade in the head of scared merchant and kicked to the floor the other merchant, the merchant hadn't pulled his sword out yet and screamed as mortempercussoremquickly and efficenty decapitated him.
the 3 merchant ran out of the tent with shield and sword, and saw with flaming eye's look his dead friends, he charged with a battlecry and swung 3 quick strikes with his sword, Obscurum easily parried all 3 of them and bashed his shield in the merchants face, he then lunged his sword at the merchants stomach that easily cut through the leather armor he was wearing.
Obscurum raised his sword with the merchant still attached on the tip of the blade, the merchant's face was distorted in pain and he only managed to whisper "what......are you?"
"me....hmm..." Obscurum was thinking "I am thy who will free this land of corruption, starting by greedy merchants like you" he said and slammed his sword on the ground squashing the merchant.
"that's one group of merchants down" he said mildly satisfied.
Personality: Silent and cunning, Valaquil is sometime serious, sometimes fun to be around, sometimes eccentric. He has always had a rebellious streak, and that streak flared and he decided to help the remaining humans against Vunlard. He is one of the most intelligent Neglected out there and he uses it to his advantage, always having an idea for what he will do in a fight before he does it.
Appearance/Equipment: Light leather armour, dyed black with white tally marks etched into it
Dual barbed short swords
Dual three-sided daggers
Backstory: Once known as Nathan, Valaquil was actually the son of a noble, though he doesn't remember much of it. His parents threw him out, as he acted differently from all the other children, always silent and disobedient. When he was thrown out he seeked revenge on his family and all the nobles. So he willingly gave his soul to Vunlard. After he killed his family, he was very happy until now. Now he feels sorrow and regret over what he has done, as he realizes that he misses his family. Now he has decided to help the humans against Vunlard, always praying for forgiveness.
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Personality: Silent and cunning, Valaquil is sometime serious, sometimes fun to be around, sometimes eccentric. He has always had a rebellious streak, and that streak flared and he decided to help the remaining humans against Vunlard. He is one of the most intelligent Neglected out there and he uses it to his advantage, always having an idea for what he will do in a fight before he does it.
Appearance/Equipment: Light leather armour, dyed black with white tally marks etched into it
Dual barbed short swords
Dual three-sided daggers
Backstory: Once known as Nathan, Valaquil was actually the son of a noble, though he doesn't remember much of it. His parents threw him out, as he acted differently from all the other children, always silent and disobedient. When he was thrown out he seeked revenge on his family and all the nobles. So he willingly gave his soul to Vunlard. After he killed his family, he was very happy until now. Now he feels sorrow and regret over what he has done, as he realizes that he misses his family. Now he has decided to help the humans against Vunlard, always praying for forgiveness.
((accepted))
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Valaquil crouched on a branch on a tree over the camp and looked down at the newcomer. He smiled slightly and jumped down, landing in front of Obscurum.
"Well well well, you cut that fine. I probably would've done it with more style, but hey," He said, shrugging. "You killed them. Nicely done."
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"the early bird gets the worm" said Obscurum while staring at his blade that slowley became hot, until at one point the blood stains on the black blade started frizzling and evaporating
"anyway, who are you dear neglected" he said without turning to see who it was, but he already knew it was another neglected, he felt a souless presence behind him.
"if you are here on order of Vulnard then I warmly suggest you to turn around and walk away while you'r still in time, if instead you're an adventurer too than i welcome you, though it's better if we talk while heading for the forest, i don't want to meet and kill some other mediocre merchant". he said while admiring his blade.
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Valaquil smiled and shook Obscurums hand. "A pleasure, and I do quite like poetry. As long as it involves death and revenge." He said, smiling slightly.
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the 2 neglected started to walk towards the shady forest trying to not follow the road so that they wouldn't meet anyone.
after 3 hours of walking they finally arrived to the forest, the reunion club wasn't very far away, they just nneeded another 30 minutes of walking, hopefully there they might see someone to help their struggle.
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
after other 10 minutes of walking they finally arrived, the Reunion club was just in front of them, Obscurum could hear some laughter inside, he walked towards the door and opened it, he saw neglected sitting around variouse tables drinking or eating, though one of the neglected was drunk, seeing a neglected laugh and sing is surely one of the strangest things on this god-forsaken world.
Obscurum sat down and a waiter came up to him, he had an annoyed look, probably because of the drunk one.
"may i serve you a beverge?" he asked kindly
"just something strong to wake me up" Obscurum responded tired
personality: Arimae is a very violent woman. She enjoys keeping herself to herself, and won't speak much. Due to her past with Vunlard, Arimae managed to loose an eye. She is quite proud of this, however. She enjoys creeping people out with the empty eye socket. Arimae enjoys her own company, and likes to spend a lot of time alone. Normally, she can be found tightening the strings on her bow or crafting new arrows. Maybe even poisoning them from time to time. She's very cunning, and spends most of her time in the back lines. Her aim works best from afar, but once up close the young woman can hardly shoot a squirrel.
appearance:
(Imagine her more... dead? xP)
Her bow and quiver, which she crafted by herself.
Arimae also kept a few throwing daggers attached to her belt.
Back-story: Arimae used to live a happy life, before Vunlard appeared. She wasn't too disappointed with being poor, and working for the rich. She enjoyed looking at the architecture, and doing whatever the rich wished her to do. However, when Arimae's friends decided to run away, she went with them. Unfortunately, the rest of her friends were caught. With Arimae's stealthiness, she managed to escape to the woods.
Upon reaching the woods, Arimae stayed there for a few weeks alone. She survived on small animals like squirrels and lizards, cooking them on a small fire which she'd learnt to make when she was young. This is where her amazing aim originated from. It was at this time that Vunlard found her. She refused to give her soul into him, but Vunlard was persistent. Due to Arimae being so stubborn, Vunlard took out her eye. Arimae finally gave into Vunlard, giving her soul to him.
((accepted, you may meet us at the reunion club.))
personality: Arimae is a very violent woman. She enjoys keeping herself to herself, and won't speak much. Due to her past with Vunlard, Arimae managed to loose an eye. She is quite proud of this, however. She enjoys creeping people out with the empty eye socket. Arimae enjoys her own company, and likes to spend a lot of time alone. Normally, she can be found tightening the strings on her bow or crafting new arrows. Maybe even poisoning them from time to time. She's very cunning, and spends most of her time in the back lines. Her aim works best from afar, but once up close the young woman can hardly shoot a squirrel.
appearance:
(Imagine her more... dead? xP)
Her bow and quiver, which she crafted by herself.
Arimae also kept a few throwing daggers attached to her belt.
Back-story: Arimae used to live a happy life, before Vunlard appeared. She wasn't too disappointed with being poor, and working for the rich. She enjoyed looking at the architecture, and doing whatever the rich wished her to do. However, when Arimae's friends decided to run away, she went with them. Unfortunately, the rest of her friends were caught. With Arimae's stealthiness, she managed to escape to the woods.
Upon reaching the woods, Arimae stayed there for a few weeks alone. She survived on small animals like squirrels and lizards, cooking them on a small fire which she'd learnt to make when she was young. This is where her amazing aim originated from. It was at this time that Vunlard found her. She refused to give her soul into him, but Vunlard was persistent. Due to Arimae being so stubborn, Vunlard took out her eye. Arimae finally gave into Vunlard, giving her soul to him.
((accepted, sorry for the wait, i swear i have already responded to you, oh well wifi problems.))
Obscurum quickly glanced around, inspecting the other neglected seeing if they were up to the task to take part in his journey, he stood up and walked for the door saying to Valaquil "i'm going outdoors, i need some brettah, i hate over crowded area's, if you want come along."
with that he went outside, went off the road into the forest, he loved theforest, here he could be all alone, everyhting was silent, and the only noise was the one of actual living beings, looked around hoping to see any animal, though what he say was very different from a living animal, he saw a neglected resting upon a tree with it's eye's closed, it was a women definetely by taking a close look, she was about 100 meters away.
he then saw the beautiful and deadly bow that was on her back
"mabey i found the right person" he said advancing towards her.
he advanced in a way to produce noise, so that he didn't scare her off, he was about 30 meters from her now, she must have heard him, he wanted to attract her attention but she must have known by now that he was close, probably she could sense him.
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Obscurum slowley moved in her line of sight, his sword was still in it's fodder and the shield was still on his back, he stared at at her in the eye's, she has quick reflexes, that's something good
"hello, i am Obscurum, a neglected, just like you, i am not armed with any bad intentions, you can put the bow down, and no i am not working for Vunlard"
he took one step closer searching for any sign of trust in her eye's.
"listen there is no need for this to escalate in a fight, look i'll drop my sword" he swiftly took his blade out and planted it on the floor.
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
"you seem like an excellent archer may i say? i was questioning myself if you were interested in participating in my...."journey"....an archer like you would be perfect" he said still glaring into her eye's
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Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Valaquil was once again, crouching on a branch above Obscurum. He observed the new neglected with interest. Then he leaped down, landing behind the archer. "Yes... Perfect..." He said, smiling mischievously.
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If there is beauty in destruction, why not in its delivery?
The number of places in paradise is limited; only in hell is entry open to all.
although there is one kingdom, a very peculiar kingdom indeed, has fallen, nearly 200 years ago.....
this kingdom was called....what was it called?.....aah...yes...Wildefort was the name, before the streets were always bustling with people, merchants from every land came to sell their products and take out adventures.
The King was called Draith, King Draith, he was a good a king, but he was corrupted, corrupted by money, the rich men made him give power to those who had money, and the poor where forced to work for the rich, the poor lived in dark alley's, they would only come out at night when no one was watching, and slowly the poor decided to run away from the castle.
Without the poor doing the labor, the rich could not continue selling products and the economy slowly collapsed.
But then one day, dark creatures cam from the wood, they were all completely black, they had long legs and arms, they had claws instead of fingers, they did not have any eye's, you could just see a gaping mouth ready to tear you apart.
They were the poor. The poor that ran away from the castle and went in the woods trying to reach any near castle, but while in the woods they met “Vunlard”, that offered them power and the possibility to have revenge and kill the king, but in change he wanted their souls. Many have accepted, and without souls, any living thing mutates, they become corrupted, more fearsome, they become the reincarnation of fear itself.
They assassinated the king, the kingdom was in total chaos and disorder, the guards of the castle decided to go on a suicidal mission to kill the monsters, but the miserably failed.
The castle had no King, no defense, and the remaining humans fled or got slaughtered.
We call the monsters “the neglected”, after 200 years humanity is near to be be completely absent on this land.
In these 200 years, the neglected became better equipped, Vunlard forged armors and weapons for them, he trained their intelligence and made them learn Dark magic.
And here we start our adventure, we are the neglected, we were captured, forced to give away our souls and become a neglected, we have been “brainwashed” and we aided Vunlard decimate the humans, now we feel pity, we have betrayed our race, now we want to protect the last humans, to retreive our souls and become human again, we will have to kill various enemies Human merchants who want to hunt us down and even other neglected, and even the so called “bosses”.
Select a class, and choose one of the 3 abilities that are different for each class
The Dark knight:
standing at a height of 2 meters and 10 the Dark knight staggers over his victims and has mastered the way of the one-handed sword, he has high strength and dexterity, he is agile and knows, although little, a few magic tricks.
The Dark Knight is the most adaptable class and is a perfect all-rounder, though he excelles in sword combat and ,although he can, he is not very good in anything else.
The Archer:
The Archer very similarly acts like the Dark knight but is even less of an all-rounder, although he has mastered the bow, he can pick off targets even very far away, and uses a variety of arrows to take down his targets, he has medium-high strength, high intelligence but does not know a thing of Dark magic.
The Heavy:
High 3.50 meters, and large 2 meters he crushes his enemy's under the shear power of his muscles and weight, he has mastered the two-handed sword but doesn't know much anything else.
Extremely high power, the highest of any class but lacks intelligence and speed, not very adaptable, this class is more of a tank as he can withstand even the mightiest of blows, not much stands as a threat to him.
The bandit:
high 1.90 meters although he is smaller than an average Dark knight, he has the highest agility of all, he rolls, runs, stabs the whole time, he is extremely stealthy and has a very high intelligence, he is not the strongest class but by mixing high speed with moderately high damage he is the perfect striker, he has mastered light weapons, one in each hand, the bandit can tear a single target to shreds with his continuous quick jabs and slices.
The Skeleton mage:
The Skeleton mage is the only class that that knows perfectly how magic works, he can cast shadow orbs, shadow waves, and can weaken up targets with various tricks, he has the highest intelligence and can easily outwit many enemy's, he has low strength and medium dexterity but intelligence and magic remedies for all his losses.
The beast master:
The beast master is high 2.30 meters and has the power to communicate with animals and befriend them, he has high intelligence and moderately high strength, he is highly adaptable and can kill anyone simply by releasing the hideous soulless hounds that are attached to a chain.
He has quite high defense and can easily tank for a slight bit, but does not know much about sword combat, he limits himself to a one-handed sword that he not very often uses.
Welcome to my first role play! If you have not read the story I beg you do, it helps a lot understand what's going on.
Please pick a class and send an application in the following way
Character Name:
gender:
Class:
personality:
appearance: (describe things like helmet shape, color, the armor and stuff like that, and please do not godmod your equipment)
Back-story: (you will not remember very well who you were before becoming a neglected)
Rules:
1.No god-modding, meta-gaming, techwanking.
2. Please cooperate so the Role play results more fluid.
3. Romance is allowed (as much as romance between soulless beings could get) keep it under pegi 13 preferably
4.bad language is not allowed
5.anyone caught not respecting the following rules will get a “striked” if you get strikes 3 times your character will die and you will not be able to re-applicate
my app
Gender: male
class: Dark knight
personality: Obscurum was quite silent and always obeyed his master, he was very intimidating and never trespassed feelings, he doesn't remember much of how he was before, he only remembers that he was called Daniel...Although Obscurum has now changed, he has rebelled against Vunlard and now acts in a much more active way. He has become much more aware of what is happening and has become extremely intelligent, now he acts in a more open way but still remains quite silent and only talks when it is necessary.
appearance/equipment: shield of the forgotten (light one-handed shield, immune to Darkness damage) (images below)
mortem percussorem (one handed sword, deals dark damage, means "death striker" in latin)
vile armor (no bonuses)
Back story: Obscurum was actually one of the first to have given his soul volontaringly to Vunlard, hehas ran away from the castle "Wildefort" with a group of friends during the night, although most of his friends were caught by guards and were returned to forced lavor in coal mines, he wanted revenge and accepted with blind eye's Vunlards propose, and so he became a souless creature, after the assault on Wildefort he became the general of variose regiments, but after slaughtering a village of humans he decided to take human as a torture toy, though during the torture the man made speeches, on how the battle against the rich was over, and after a bit it became evident to Obscurum. He left his role of a general and now lives like a Nomad, hiding from other neglected and tries to help humanity, though the humans despise him, he needs to regain their trust somehow.
if this Roleplay was succesful i was planning on doing a second chapter of "the talesof Liengard" that is colocated in a totally different time and place of Liengard.
you have 3 possibility's of applicating, if 3 different apps of yours are denied please to not indulge and continue persitently on complaining
please have fun! as of thats the main reason of the roleplay!
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Obscurum has been walking for 3 days straight without stopping, not even the time to sleep, his footsteps were heavy but he still pulled on, he couldn't find any pleace good were to rest without being seen in this plain, though he knew he was nearing the forest, where the Reunion house was collocated, there he could get some rest and mabey even get a few other neglected to follow him on his journey.
it was getting night, the sun was almot completely below the horizon and Obscurum thought for a moment "should i stop and rest a bit?....no what a stupid idea i'd be caught right away", so he continued walking.
suddenly he catched with the tail of his eye a light....someone was starting a fire, he looked more closely and saw that it was a human camp.
"crap" Obscurum whispered while evaluating the situation, he saw that there were only 3 men, the others must have gone hunting or something, they were mercenary's probably here to hunt down any neglected they find, sure Obscurum didn't want to harm humanity anymore but if these incompetents blocked his way then he would have to kill them.
he silently walked towards the camp, and after 10 minutes reached it, he was looking at the 3 men from the shadows, the moon has risen now, and not much light is present.
merchant 1:"were the hell are our guys? they have been gone huntin for hours now."
merchant2: "meh i just hope they bring some food, i am starving"
merchant 3:" yap so am i, hey guys, waddya think of getting some of the bosses stash?"
merchant 2: "He'll kill you all right if he finds out"
merchants 3: "what if he doesn't find out? cmon just a tiny bit" and with that he stood up and went into a tent presumebly the "bosses" one
"he's gonna get us all killed" sayed the 1 merchant while biting his nails
"not if i kill you first" said Obscurum while walking in the bonfire light with his sword and shield ready
one merchant staggered back in horror and fear at the sight of the neglected, in the meantime the other was trying to take his sword out of it's fodder, Obscurum quickly planted his blade in the head of scared merchant and kicked to the floor the other merchant, the merchant hadn't pulled his sword out yet and screamed as mortem percussoremquickly and efficenty decapitated him.
the 3 merchant ran out of the tent with shield and sword, and saw with flaming eye's look his dead friends, he charged with a battlecry and swung 3 quick strikes with his sword, Obscurum easily parried all 3 of them and bashed his shield in the merchants face, he then lunged his sword at the merchants stomach that easily cut through the leather armor he was wearing.
Obscurum raised his sword with the merchant still attached on the tip of the blade, the merchant's face was distorted in pain and he only managed to whisper "what......are you?"
"me....hmm..." Obscurum was thinking "I am thy who will free this land of corruption, starting by greedy merchants like you" he said and slammed his sword on the ground squashing the merchant.
"that's one group of merchants down" he said mildly satisfied.
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Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Gender: Male, 100%
Class: Bandit
Personality: Silent and cunning, Valaquil is sometime serious, sometimes fun to be around, sometimes eccentric. He has always had a rebellious streak, and that streak flared and he decided to help the remaining humans against Vunlard. He is one of the most intelligent Neglected out there and he uses it to his advantage, always having an idea for what he will do in a fight before he does it.
Appearance/Equipment: Light leather armour, dyed black with white tally marks etched into it
Dual barbed short swords
Dual three-sided daggers
Backstory: Once known as Nathan, Valaquil was actually the son of a noble, though he doesn't remember much of it. His parents threw him out, as he acted differently from all the other children, always silent and disobedient. When he was thrown out he seeked revenge on his family and all the nobles. So he willingly gave his soul to Vunlard. After he killed his family, he was very happy until now. Now he feels sorrow and regret over what he has done, as he realizes that he misses his family. Now he has decided to help the humans against Vunlard, always praying for forgiveness.
((accepted))
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Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Valaquil crouched on a branch on a tree over the camp and looked down at the newcomer. He smiled slightly and jumped down, landing in front of Obscurum.
"Well well well, you cut that fine. I probably would've done it with more style, but hey," He said, shrugging. "You killed them. Nicely done."
"anyway, who are you dear neglected" he said without turning to see who it was, but he already knew it was another neglected, he felt a souless presence behind him.
"if you are here on order of Vulnard then I warmly suggest you to turn around and walk away while you'r still in time, if instead you're an adventurer too than i welcome you, though it's better if we talk while heading for the forest, i don't want to meet and kill some other mediocre merchant". he said while admiring his blade.
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War
Pestilence
Famine
He smiled. "You know what? I'll work with you. Might help me on my path to forgiveness."
"i guess you're in then" he turned and raised his hand to shake his
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after 3 hours of walking they finally arrived to the forest, the reunion club wasn't very far away, they just nneeded another 30 minutes of walking, hopefully there they might see someone to help their struggle.
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Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"How much longer until we reach this "Reunion Club" of yours?" He asked, still twirling his dagger.
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War
Pestilence
Famine
Obscurum sat down and a waiter came up to him, he had an annoyed look, probably because of the drunk one.
"may i serve you a beverge?" he asked kindly
"just something strong to wake me up" Obscurum responded tired
"what about you?" he said refering to Valaquil
((accepted, you may meet us at the reunion club.))
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War
Pestilence
Famine
((Aren't you gonna reply to Darksparklez?))
((accepted, sorry for the wait, i swear i have already responded to you, oh well wifi problems.))
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War
Pestilence
Famine
with that he went outside, went off the road into the forest, he loved theforest, here he could be all alone, everyhting was silent, and the only noise was the one of actual living beings, looked around hoping to see any animal, though what he say was very different from a living animal, he saw a neglected resting upon a tree with it's eye's closed, it was a women definetely by taking a close look, she was about 100 meters away.
he then saw the beautiful and deadly bow that was on her back
"mabey i found the right person" he said advancing towards her.
he advanced in a way to produce noise, so that he didn't scare her off, he was about 30 meters from her now, she must have heard him, he wanted to attract her attention but she must have known by now that he was close, probably she could sense him.
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War
Pestilence
Famine
"hello, i am Obscurum, a neglected, just like you, i am not armed with any bad intentions, you can put the bow down, and no i am not working for Vunlard"
he took one step closer searching for any sign of trust in her eye's.
"listen there is no need for this to escalate in a fight, look i'll drop my sword" he swiftly took his blade out and planted it on the floor.
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Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine