The Kingdom of the Storm was once of great power, but now fights back creatures of evil at great cost. Men are lost everyday, and its numbers began to thin. Now the kingdoms best soldiers fight to stop an unknown foe, and retake the land past Galfar Ridge.
The king, Lord Karpath Marrick, stands as he is about to speak. "Brothers and sisters of the golden light order... today we must decide if we stay and fight... or head for the shores of Duskberg to flee." he says. Sir Mantic Al-find stands. "We must fight! The dwarves have promised the most elite of their men, and so have the Anites!" He claims. Lord Karpath sits, thinking before saying. "Then we fight! We fight for the brothers lost at Galfar Ridge, and the many more lost in the battle of Dawnvale!" He says voice strong and mighty.
And so... as the sun sets on another day, a few heroes step forward, as well as many enemies... Who will you side with?
Species: (Chars species)
Name: (Chars name)
Age: (Chars age)
Looks: (What your char look like)
Bio: (Chars background, knight? lone traveler? theif? anything is possible)
Weapons: (Up to 3 weapons. nothing OP, no god swords)
Magic: (Can they do a type of magic? and if so what kind? nothing OP)
Skills: (Can they forge weapons? heal people using herbs? things like that. Up to 3, nothing OP)
Other: (Anything else?)
Faction: (Are they with the kingdom of the strom? are they with the unknown foe? are they part of another group? if they are, what is that group? RPers can make groups as well as join ones already created.)
Dawnvale. (In the east) A large town, born from the rising sun. It holds many healers and traders, and is used as a trainign camp for archers, and mages of the kingdom.
(Travel time to/from center city 1 week)
Duskberg. (In the west) A town known for its black market, as well as its training camps for the many swordsmen of the kingdom. Its main use however, is as a fishing port, having been built off the western sea. (Travel time to/from center city 5 days)
Iceshire. (In the north) Far to the north, this city is know for being a cold yet beautiful place. It is used as a training camp for the few who dare to learn ice based magic. Its main use within the kingdom is to gather iron and coal from the icey rock of the mountains. (Travel tiem to/from center city 1 week and 2 days)
Sand valley. (In the south) A warm and calm city to the south, it runs the only school for mages willing to learn fire and earth based magic. This city is also used as a getaway for the many residents of center city. (Travel time to/from center city 1 week and 1 day)
Center city. (Center of my kingdom map) The largest city of the kingdom, it serves as the capitol, and the training ground for mages learning plant based, and wind based map.
Stoneholm. (East of dawnvales gate) This is the dwarven home, the last safe place for them to live, it gathers much steel and iron, as well as copper for the coins of the kingdom. It trains some of the worlds best axemen, and forges the strongest sets fo armour. (Travel time to/from dawnvale 4 days)
Fort Kaital (South east of the kingdoms walls) A place for many brave knights, it has been said that one member of the Kaital guard can kill 50 of the kingdoms best soldiers without taking a single hit. This is the only place to be if you wsh to hire a bounty hunter. Travel times to/from sand valley 6 days - To/from dawnvale 5 days
Legend:
Cities and Landmarks
Black = Center City
Yellow/Green = Double Arrow Camp
Brown = Sand Valley
Red = Duskberg
Orange = Orange Regent
Blue = Stockneholme
Pink = Dawnvale
Green = Fort Kaital
Grey = Iceshire
Roads and Natural Elements
Blue = River
Dark Red = Main Road
Brown = Trail or Path
Anite: A species that looks like a cross of human and animal, it was create when mages of all the kingdoms cities were given orders to make supermen.
Humans: Humans are the master race, giving many others shelter from the darkness and evil, they stand as great warriors.
Dragons: Amazing beasts of fire, they are said to have scales that make armour 50 times strong then steel!
Dwarves: Powerful warriors, and master of the forge, they are known for making the finest weapons and ales in ANY kingdom.
Kingdom of the storm: A large kingdom that prides itself on being a peace loving land, but also carries the larest army within 5000 miles! This kingdom does not take kindly to people attacking, stealing, or killing its residents, and seeks to destory all evil without, or outside its borders.
Unknown darkness: A force so vile it is said to have created the night itself... This force seeks to destory the kingdom of the storm, and all that it stands for. The leaders are unknown, and the darkness might simply be nothing but a mindless horde.
Kaital: A brave group of soldiers who risk life and limp to protect the lands of the kingdom, and keep it safe from harm. They are odd creatures, mostly fox or wolf anites, but some tiger or bovine.
Mages Guild: This is the center of all magical knowledge. Mages from all around gather here, and, as such are of every possible race, and species. There is very little racism here, however... they also don't seem to care what one does with the knowledge they gain here... meaning that they teach every sort of magic... and could be training as many dark mages as light mages. They are located near an old tower in the forest, and use a tower, themselves.
Dwarves: These fellows are seen as the workers of the world, mining and digging, to forge the irona nd steel found into massive drills, armour, and great weapons! They seek the riches of the earth, and gold is always the way to a dwarfs heart!
Double arrow: These archers are a mystery, to strong to fight with the small number the kingdom can send against them with the darkness around, they are seen as more of a rebel group, then a whole army.(Created by loliosirule)
The Orange Regent: The entirety of this faction consists of people afflicted by several varying degrees of either mental illness or eccentricity, and recruits people fitting these categories through direct approach by several manners of agents, placed throughout each city. They take refuge in an underground lair located within the far northern parts of the northwest forest, where consistent frost often plague the pine ridden landscape. The base is quite expansive, with many rooms continuously dug into the stone for several varieties of purposes. The place is self sufficient due to several underground farms, individual rooms dedicated to smithing and tool-making, rooms for each individual member, and storage places to hold the goods which they produce. The group is mainly focused on avenging those who were lost within a large witch hunt, which typically means killing those who were involved, as well as killing the king, who allowed the mob to go unheeded, but otherwise they are a relatively peaceful group, seeking to gather other's fitting the categories of which they describe. A large portion of the group is of the anite race, due to the fact that most of the humans belonging to the group before the hunt were killed, and that only recently had the race begun to see more of it's members gone to the mentally unstable side, which many believe to be mere convienience. The previous variant of the Orange Regent, the one which had been destroyed within the fires, is widely believed to have been eliminated, and very little people besides it's own members know of it's existence. (Crated by SpartanDoesAcid)
#1 No meta-gaming, power-playing, or any form of cheating.
#2 No killing off characters at random, if you are going to kill a character off, you MUST have a very good reason. No NPC characters are to be killed without a mod or the thread OPs permission.
#3 You must ask to join factions started by other players, and can not simply create a faction out of thin air.
#4 You can not as travel, you must travel either by foot or horseback. You can ask for a timeskip, but can not simply "travel to center city from duskberg" like some people want to... its not a jet... its a horse... you can't travel 20 miles in one minute.
#4 You must respect other players. Do not disrupt a fight, or a battle if they are trying to add something to plot... this annoys me.
#4 No more apps with the characters parents having been killed... This is cliché, and is also annoying.
#5 Hmm... rule #4 shows up three times? well then, add the number 4 to your app!
#6 If you post using walls of text, or just use long posts to begin with, please quote the post you are responding to!
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((I feel Fenix has slept enough and must straighten his feathers on one more adventure before returning to the archipelago))
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Looks: I could only get the side of the face, and it's not that good of quality, but here it is:
He wears a cloak, and it has two cuts in the back for his wings. His feet have 4 toes, all with large claws, and his hands have 2 fingers and one thumb with large claws. His tail has nothing special on it, it's just a scaly tail.
Bio: Fhyrer was once a human, a rich one at that, and he spent a lot of his money on a potion to change him into a dragon. He was in the middle of drinking it, when someone snatched his coinpurse, and the potion, and ran off... he changed, and no one he knew recognized him... he, after tracking down the thief, got his gold back, but the potion was gone. He bought a cloak, and cut two slits in the back for his wings, and started 'helping' with some criminals, but he was almost arrested for his illegal ways of catching the criminals, and their punishments. He thinks of himself as a hero, and not a criminal, but the guards would say otherwise... his many acts caused him to be wanted for being a vigilante, murder, torture, thievery, arson, and resisting arrest.
Weapons: occasional stolen weapons...
Magic: Fire breath.
Skills: He can fly, and has good eyesight.
Faction: Himself. Doesn't usually travel with others so that they won't get into as deep of trouble as he is.
Other: He has murdered and tortured to get criminals. 4. He can only fly for 'a short time'. ruins the role of being a tracking device...
You will need to add something to your app... i just added and "other" section into the apps, please correct it. Also, the guards would not arrest him for killing wanted men, they are alwasy wanted dead or alive if they steal, kill, or do anything against the kingdom. And i am not sure about his ability to fly... need to think for a minute on that.
You will need to add something to your app... i just added and "other" section into the apps, please correct it. Also, the guards would not arrest him for killing wanted men, they are alwasy wanted dead or alive if they steal, kill, or do anything against the kingdom. And i am not sure about his ability to fly... need to think for a minute on that.
Dragons have wings. Without them they would just be giant firebreathing lizards.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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(Well there goes the humanoid dragon... Going to think on what to do for caracter... Gonna be slightly complicated... My creativity is at low right now.. So I am off. Gonna make app tomorrow.)
I know... but it seems over powered... as no other species could fly... hmm... as long as he can't just fly away from a fight like its nothing it should be fine...
Like if he can only fly a short distance before needing to rest.
Looks: Tall. (6'2" / 2.1 meters) Large. (220lbs / 100Kgs) A great bear of a man, he wears armour made from dwarven iron, and his axe is of the finest steel. He is an odd creature, an anite, meaning many will mistake him for a common werewolf. But he is closer to the common red fox then anything. His main fur colour is a dark sapphire blue, and his markings are a pure black.
Bio: He comes from a great family line, having been born to a father who ran the swordsman training camps for his species. His mother was a great mage, and he himself si gifted with minor magic, even if he hates being able to do witchcraft to this day. As he trained, he was given the chance to join the elite guardship, a force used to protect the kingdom and its many allies. After thinking long and hard, he joined at the age of 16, and now, he fights to free the kingdom from the grip of evil.
Weapons: The hammer of kravic. (Steel hammer, 100lbs (50kgs) with a pure iron handle)
Magic: Minor healing. Minor lightning.
Skills: Potions brewing. Heavy weapons combat. Ranged combat.
Faction: Elite guardship (Allied with the kingdom of the storm)
Other: He has trained for years as a soldier... 4 years that is.
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Species: Anite (wolf and human)
Name: Mark Aria
Age: 17
Looks: (Darn furry! It's getting to me!) Anthro light brown wolf, brown eyes, black cloak, small build, not very tall, black fur on back.
Bio: Mark was born in the city of Dawnvale, but he was born in the lower class society. His family's lifestyle of crime made Mark run away. Mark took away their invisibility spell for protection. He was bought to an orphanage, where he made several good friends, one of which gave Mark a wooden balisong as a gift. All that changed at the age of 12, when a new child came in - he was more popular than Mark, stealing away all his friends and potential parents. Mark left the orphanage out of sadness, spending 2 years on the streets before finding the archery school. He tried so hard, but wasn't good enough. As he was preparing to leave, he was approached by his teacher, who gave him tips on what he should and shouldn't do. As Mark had nowhere else to go, he decided to stay and use his tips. He trained for a while, and his aim and attitude got better as a result. He's been training ever since.
Weapons: Longbow, shortbow (technically one weapon, but they can be detached or attached from each other), wooden balisong.
Magic: Invisibility (lasts for about 2 minutes, bumping into something, rather hard, will cause the spell to stop working), reality disorientation (lasts for about 10 seconds, anything such as arrows or swords will pass through, user can walk through thin walls. User then feels very tired afterwards and cannot attack in that state.) (Reality disorientation only available if allowed), energy bolt (arrows and other ranged weapons (not staffs and wands)) will deal more damage for about 20 seconds.
Skills: Sky call (can call for a silver dragon, doesn't always work, sometimes may cause fainting if not used properly), resourceful (items found and used better), marksman aim (ditto)
((I guess I'll go for a female character this time around. Time to get back into the anthro spirit! ;D ))
Species: Anite
Name: Xythria LeBlanc
Age: 24
Looks: Similar to Final Fantasy cat-people- human in shape and stature, with grey-white anime hair and cat ears peeking out. Also has tail. My skin is tanned from my youth, though my recent years in Iceshire learning Frost Magic. Has amber eyes and pupils slitted similar to a cat's.
Bio: Five years. Five long, cold years in this godforsaken town at the edge of nowhere. Life back home used to be far kinder to me; my father worked at a tavern in Dawnvale, with my mother a maid in mayor's house. We weren't rich, but by no means were we poor. I lived an easy life, almost ignorant of the troubles of this world. By the age of sixteen, I knew different- I knew that there were horrible people in this world, and I knew that there were horrible people everywhere. Three months after my birthday, I was taking a shortcut home from the market, getting bread for our dinner, when three men in dark, flowing robes converged on me. Frightened, I cried out for help, but one of the men just looked at me with contempt and said a word, and I couldn't say anything more. Sobbing, I pretended to give in to my fate, then tightened my resolve and struggled free from the men's grasp. Running back towards the market, something hit me in the back of the head and I faded into oblivion...
...I awoke several hours later, with my extremities tingling, and reoriented myself with the sun. Finally making my way to the market square, I figured out my route home and slowly made my way there. Pushing the door open, I entered and saw my parents sitting at the table. They were shocked and disgusted by me- though my mother told me she loved me no matter what, I could see the disgust in her eyes. So I left.
I spent two years, up to the age of eighteen, learning about survival skills and archery in Dawnvale, keeping my head down and avoiding notice. At eighteen, I did something that astonished my instructor- I shot an arrow, but in my hands it turned to ice, piercing the target dead-on and reducing the target to a finger-numbing pile of straw and canvas. Rumors started circulating about me being a witch, and I decided to leave permanently this time. I stayed for a half a year alone in the wilderness, living off the land, before a wandering man stumbled across my camp in the woods. He asked me who I was, and I told him my entire story. "Well, girl," he chuckled, smile lines creasing his weathered face, "I think you should go to Iceshire- they can teach you how to use frost magic like nobody else can." He spent the night with me at my camp, then moved on the next morning. It took me a few days, but I decided to go along with the old traveler's advice; making my way to Iceshire, I enrolled as a student of magic at the age of nineteen. Life was bad for me these last five years- I was above and beyond my fellow students, and they become jealous. They taunted me about my family, how nobody liked me, how I'd never get married because nobody even likes me, but I hardened myself against their snide comments and resolved to study harder. We'll see who's the best when it comes to graduation, I thought, and indeed it did. I was the top of the class, and the other students were indignant. Learning what I've needed to learn, I set out south on my trusty horse, Blaze, to see what has become of my family...
Weapons:
-Tome of Frost: Used for enhancing the power of Ice-based spells.
-Bow and Quiver: Sometimes, it's best to conserve your energy for later use. I am mediocre with a bow, and can hit a target consistently from fifty meters away.
-Horse: Though technically not a weapon, I suppose it's "equipment" and I thought I should put it somewhere.
Magic: If you mean spells, then...
-Frost Shot: The next arrow shot by the caster is imbued with the power of ice, cutting through magical shields and slowing the target down if the arrow connects with the target's bloodstream.
-Frost Slash: Shoots an arc of ice at the target, cutting through most materials.
-Summon Penguin: Penguin butlers are too awesome to resist. My apologies if they aren't allowed.
Skills:
-Frost Magic Mastery: I am a professional Mage and my preferred type of magic is Ice, so... yeah.
Faction: Kingdom of the Storm, of course.
Other: I added a bio ((----->)) 4 ((<-----)) you.
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"War does not determine who is right- only who is left." ~Bertrand Russell
Species: Hawkorton, Avionese (he is not of this world but is seen as Anite)
Name: Fenix Testa
Age: 18
Appearance: 5'7" tall light green with a red robe this symbol is on the chest "Ʊ" he has four red decorative feathers from his cheeks
(This is not him but an example)
History: after leaving his home village of Sh'om Sh'wa he decided to move away to explore The Avion Archipelago and learn all of its secrets. Though he had minimal education from the simplistic form of "school" that the village had to offer he realized that he aspired to learn and to adventure. He had a heartfelt goodbye to his parents and went out to sea. He is not from this world and has found himself here through the mysterious ocean that surrounds his island nation. People will think he is Anite, but this is not true.
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Looks: (Darn furry! It's getting to me!) Anthro light brown wolf, brown eyes, black cloak, small build, not very tall, black fur on back.
Bio: Mark was born in the city of Dawnvale. He was in the underclass society unfortunately. His family's lifestyle of crime made Mark run away. He was found in an orphanage, where he found several friends. One of his friends gave him a wooden balisong as a gift. All that changed at the age of 12, when his orphanage was burnt down, killing everyone in the building but Mark, who was getting groceries at the time. He decided to do some training, to defend the next orphanage he was put in. He didn't make as much friends as he did in the other orphanage, but it was good enough. At the age of 15, he led in archer training, as his aim was very good. He has been training ever since.
Weapons: Longbow, shortbow (technically one weapon, but they can be detached or attached from each other), wooden balisong.
Magic: Invisibility (lasts for about 2 minutes, bumping into something, rather hard, will cause the spell to stop working), reality disorientation (lasts for about 10 seconds, anything such as arrows or swords will pass through, user can walk through thin walls. User then feels very tired afterwards and cannot attack in that state. (Reality disorientation only available if allowed), energy bolt (arrows and other ranged weapons (not staffs and wands)) will deal more damage for about 20 seconds.
Skills: Sky call (can call for a silver dragon, doesn't always work, sometimes may cause fainting if not used properly), resourceful (items found and used better), marksman aim (ditto)
Faction: Kingdom of the Storm (KOTS)
Other: 4
Hmm... sorry... but the grammar used within the bio seems off... And the bio itself is a little over used... the whole broken home idea.
work on that a little and i can accept it... But for now at least... that app is rejected.
((I guess I'll go for a female character this time around. Time to get back into the anthro spirit! ;D ))
Species: Anite
Name: Xythria LeBlanc
Age: 24
Looks: Similar to Final Fantasy cat-people- human in shape and stature, with grey-white anime hair and cat ears peeking out. Also has tail. My skin is tanned from my youth, though my recent years in Iceshire learning Frost Magic.
Bio:
Weapons:
-Tome of Frost: Used for enhancing the power of Ice-based spells.
-Bow and Quiver: Sometimes, it's best to conserve your energy for later use. I am mediocre with a bow, and can hit a target consistently from fifty meters away.
-Horse: Though technically not a weapon, I suppose it's "equipment" and I thought I should put it somewhere.
Magic: If you mean spells, then...
-Frost Shot: The next arrow shot by the caster is imbued with the power of ice, cutting through magical shields and slowing the target down if the arrow connects with the target's bloodstream.
-Frost Slash: Shoots an arc of ice at the target, cutting through most materials.
-Summon Penguin: Penguin butlers are too awesome to resist. My apologies if they aren't allowed.
Skills:
-Frost Magic Mastery: I am a professional Mage and my preferred type of magic is Ice, so... yeah.
Faction: Kingdom of the Storm, of course.
Other: Yes, it is incomplete. I am currently working on the bio but my highlighting tool on my iTouch is being glitchy and I don't want to lose this. And... Why is ((---->)) 4 ((<----)) such a classic number? 42 is better.
The bio was left blank... rejected until that is fixed.
Species: Hawkorton, Avionese (he is not of this world but is seen as Anite)
Name: Fenix Testa
Age: 18
Appearance: 5'7" tall light green with a red robe this symbol is on the chest "Ʊ" he has four red decorative feathers from his cheeks
(This is not him but an example)
History: after leaving his home village of Sh'om Sh'wa he decided to move away to explore The Avion Archipelago and learn all of its secrets. Though he had minimal education from the simplistic form of "school" that the village had to offer he realized that he aspired to learn and to adventure. He had a heartfelt goodbye to his parents and went out to sea. He is not from this world and has found himself here through the mysterious ocean that surrounds his island nation. People will think he is Anite, but this is not true.
The king, Lord Karpath Marrick, stands as he is about to speak. "Brothers and sisters of the golden light order... today we must decide if we stay and fight... or head for the shores of Duskberg to flee." he says. Sir Mantic Al-find stands. "We must fight! The dwarves have promised the most elite of their men, and so have the Anites!" He claims. Lord Karpath sits, thinking before saying. "Then we fight! We fight for the brothers lost at Galfar Ridge, and the many more lost in the battle of Dawnvale!" He says voice strong and mighty.
And so... as the sun sets on another day, a few heroes step forward, as well as many enemies... Who will you side with?
Name: (Chars name)
Age: (Chars age)
Looks: (What your char look like)
Bio: (Chars background, knight? lone traveler? theif? anything is possible)
Weapons: (Up to 3 weapons. nothing OP, no god swords)
Magic: (Can they do a type of magic? and if so what kind? nothing OP)
Skills: (Can they forge weapons? heal people using herbs? things like that. Up to 3, nothing OP)
Other: (Anything else?)
Faction: (Are they with the kingdom of the strom? are they with the unknown foe? are they part of another group? if they are, what is that group? RPers can make groups as well as join ones already created.)
(Travel time to/from center city 1 week)
Duskberg. (In the west) A town known for its black market, as well as its training camps for the many swordsmen of the kingdom. Its main use however, is as a fishing port, having been built off the western sea. (Travel time to/from center city 5 days)
Iceshire. (In the north) Far to the north, this city is know for being a cold yet beautiful place. It is used as a training camp for the few who dare to learn ice based magic. Its main use within the kingdom is to gather iron and coal from the icey rock of the mountains. (Travel tiem to/from center city 1 week and 2 days)
Sand valley. (In the south) A warm and calm city to the south, it runs the only school for mages willing to learn fire and earth based magic. This city is also used as a getaway for the many residents of center city. (Travel time to/from center city 1 week and 1 day)
Center city. (Center of my kingdom map) The largest city of the kingdom, it serves as the capitol, and the training ground for mages learning plant based, and wind based map.
Fort Kaital (South east of the kingdoms walls) A place for many brave knights, it has been said that one member of the Kaital guard can kill 50 of the kingdoms best soldiers without taking a single hit. This is the only place to be if you wsh to hire a bounty hunter. Travel times to/from sand valley 6 days - To/from dawnvale 5 days
Black = Center City
Yellow/Green = Double Arrow Camp
Brown = Sand Valley
Red = Duskberg
Orange = Orange Regent
Blue = Sto
ckneholmePink = Dawnvale
Green = Fort Kaital
Grey = Iceshire
Roads and Natural Elements
Blue = River
Dark Red = Main Road
Brown = Trail or Path
Humans: Humans are the master race, giving many others shelter from the darkness and evil, they stand as great warriors.
Dragons: Amazing beasts of fire, they are said to have scales that make armour 50 times strong then steel!
Dwarves: Powerful warriors, and master of the forge, they are known for making the finest weapons and ales in ANY kingdom.
Unknown darkness: A force so vile it is said to have created the night itself... This force seeks to destory the kingdom of the storm, and all that it stands for. The leaders are unknown, and the darkness might simply be nothing but a mindless horde.
Kaital: A brave group of soldiers who risk life and limp to protect the lands of the kingdom, and keep it safe from harm. They are odd creatures, mostly fox or wolf anites, but some tiger or bovine.
Mages Guild: This is the center of all magical knowledge. Mages from all around gather here, and, as such are of every possible race, and species. There is very little racism here, however... they also don't seem to care what one does with the knowledge they gain here... meaning that they teach every sort of magic... and could be training as many dark mages as light mages. They are located near an old tower in the forest, and use a tower, themselves.
Dwarves: These fellows are seen as the workers of the world, mining and digging, to forge the irona nd steel found into massive drills, armour, and great weapons! They seek the riches of the earth, and gold is always the way to a dwarfs heart!
The Orange Regent: The entirety of this faction consists of people afflicted by several varying degrees of either mental illness or eccentricity, and recruits people fitting these categories through direct approach by several manners of agents, placed throughout each city. They take refuge in an underground lair located within the far northern parts of the northwest forest, where consistent frost often plague the pine ridden landscape. The base is quite expansive, with many rooms continuously dug into the stone for several varieties of purposes. The place is self sufficient due to several underground farms, individual rooms dedicated to smithing and tool-making, rooms for each individual member, and storage places to hold the goods which they produce. The group is mainly focused on avenging those who were lost within a large witch hunt, which typically means killing those who were involved, as well as killing the king, who allowed the mob to go unheeded, but otherwise they are a relatively peaceful group, seeking to gather other's fitting the categories of which they describe. A large portion of the group is of the anite race, due to the fact that most of the humans belonging to the group before the hunt were killed, and that only recently had the race begun to see more of it's members gone to the mentally unstable side, which many believe to be mere convienience. The previous variant of the Orange Regent, the one which had been destroyed within the fires, is widely believed to have been eliminated, and very little people besides it's own members know of it's existence. (Crated by SpartanDoesAcid)
#2 No killing off characters at random, if you are going to kill a character off, you MUST have a very good reason. No NPC characters are to be killed without a mod or the thread OPs permission.
#3 You must ask to join factions started by other players, and can not simply create a faction out of thin air.
#4 You can not as travel, you must travel either by foot or horseback. You can ask for a timeskip, but can not simply "travel to center city from duskberg" like some people want to... its not a jet... its a horse... you can't travel 20 miles in one minute.
#4 You must respect other players. Do not disrupt a fight, or a battle if they are trying to add something to plot... this annoys me.
#4 No more apps with the characters parents having been killed... This is cliché, and is also annoying.
#5 Hmm... rule #4 shows up three times? well then, add the number 4 to your app!
#6 If you post using walls of text, or just use long posts to begin with, please quote the post you are responding to!
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So it has been told... a great hero shall rise from the ashes, and bring light to the darkness. ~Waskomsause
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Name: Fhyrer the Vigilante
Age: 21
Looks: I could only get the side of the face, and it's not that good of quality, but here it is:
He wears a cloak, and it has two cuts in the back for his wings. His feet have 4 toes, all with large claws, and his hands have 2 fingers and one thumb with large claws. His tail has nothing special on it, it's just a scaly tail.
Bio: Fhyrer was once a human, a rich one at that, and he spent a lot of his money on a potion to change him into a dragon. He was in the middle of drinking it, when someone snatched his coinpurse, and the potion, and ran off... he changed, and no one he knew recognized him... he, after tracking down the thief, got his gold back, but the potion was gone. He bought a cloak, and cut two slits in the back for his wings, and started 'helping' with some criminals, but he was almost arrested for his illegal ways of catching the criminals, and their punishments. He thinks of himself as a hero, and not a criminal, but the guards would say otherwise... his many acts caused him to be wanted for being a vigilante, murder, torture, thievery, arson, and resisting arrest.
Weapons: occasional stolen weapons...
Magic: Fire breath.
Skills: He can fly, and has good eyesight.
Faction: Himself. Doesn't usually travel with others so that they won't get into as deep of trouble as he is.
Other: He has murdered and tortured to get criminals. 4. He can only fly for 'a short time'. ruins the role of being a tracking device...
Like if he can only fly a short distance before needing to rest.
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Species: Anite
Name: Waskom Frost
Age: 19
Looks: Tall. (6'2" / 2.1 meters) Large. (220lbs / 100Kgs) A great bear of a man, he wears armour made from dwarven iron, and his axe is of the finest steel. He is an odd creature, an anite, meaning many will mistake him for a common werewolf. But he is closer to the common red fox then anything. His main fur colour is a dark sapphire blue, and his markings are a pure black.
Bio: He comes from a great family line, having been born to a father who ran the swordsman training camps for his species. His mother was a great mage, and he himself si gifted with minor magic, even if he hates being able to do witchcraft to this day. As he trained, he was given the chance to join the elite guardship, a force used to protect the kingdom and its many allies. After thinking long and hard, he joined at the age of 16, and now, he fights to free the kingdom from the grip of evil.
Weapons: The hammer of kravic. (Steel hammer, 100lbs (50kgs) with a pure iron handle)
Magic: Minor healing. Minor lightning.
Skills: Potions brewing. Heavy weapons combat. Ranged combat.
Faction: Elite guardship (Allied with the kingdom of the storm)
Other: He has trained for years as a soldier... 4 years that is.
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Here is my app.
Name: Mark Aria
Age: 17
Looks: (Darn furry! It's getting to me!) Anthro light brown wolf, brown eyes, black cloak, small build, not very tall, black fur on back.
Bio: Mark was born in the city of Dawnvale, but he was born in the lower class society. His family's lifestyle of crime made Mark run away. Mark took away their invisibility spell for protection. He was bought to an orphanage, where he made several good friends, one of which gave Mark a wooden balisong as a gift. All that changed at the age of 12, when a new child came in - he was more popular than Mark, stealing away all his friends and potential parents. Mark left the orphanage out of sadness, spending 2 years on the streets before finding the archery school. He tried so hard, but wasn't good enough. As he was preparing to leave, he was approached by his teacher, who gave him tips on what he should and shouldn't do. As Mark had nowhere else to go, he decided to stay and use his tips. He trained for a while, and his aim and attitude got better as a result. He's been training ever since.
Weapons: Longbow, shortbow (technically one weapon, but they can be detached or attached from each other), wooden balisong.
Magic: Invisibility (lasts for about 2 minutes, bumping into something, rather hard, will cause the spell to stop working),
reality disorientation (lasts for about 10 seconds, anything such as arrows or swords will pass through, user can walk through thin walls. User then feels very tired afterwards and cannot attack in that state.)(Reality disorientation only available if allowed), energy bolt (arrows and other ranged weapons (not staffs and wands)) will deal more damage for about 20 seconds.Skills: Sky call (can call for a silver dragon, doesn't always work, sometimes may cause fainting if not used properly), resourceful (items found and used better), marksman aim (ditto)
Faction: Kingdom of the Storm (KotS)
Theme song:
Other:
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Species: Anite
Name: Xythria LeBlanc
Age: 24
Looks: Similar to Final Fantasy cat-people- human in shape and stature, with grey-white anime hair and cat ears peeking out. Also has tail. My skin is tanned from my youth, though my recent years in Iceshire learning Frost Magic. Has amber eyes and pupils slitted similar to a cat's.
Bio: Five years. Five long, cold years in this godforsaken town at the edge of nowhere. Life back home used to be far kinder to me; my father worked at a tavern in Dawnvale, with my mother a maid in mayor's house. We weren't rich, but by no means were we poor. I lived an easy life, almost ignorant of the troubles of this world. By the age of sixteen, I knew different- I knew that there were horrible people in this world, and I knew that there were horrible people everywhere. Three months after my birthday, I was taking a shortcut home from the market, getting bread for our dinner, when three men in dark, flowing robes converged on me. Frightened, I cried out for help, but one of the men just looked at me with contempt and said a word, and I couldn't say anything more. Sobbing, I pretended to give in to my fate, then tightened my resolve and struggled free from the men's grasp. Running back towards the market, something hit me in the back of the head and I faded into oblivion...
...I awoke several hours later, with my extremities tingling, and reoriented myself with the sun. Finally making my way to the market square, I figured out my route home and slowly made my way there. Pushing the door open, I entered and saw my parents sitting at the table. They were shocked and disgusted by me- though my mother told me she loved me no matter what, I could see the disgust in her eyes. So I left.
I spent two years, up to the age of eighteen, learning about survival skills and archery in Dawnvale, keeping my head down and avoiding notice. At eighteen, I did something that astonished my instructor- I shot an arrow, but in my hands it turned to ice, piercing the target dead-on and reducing the target to a finger-numbing pile of straw and canvas. Rumors started circulating about me being a witch, and I decided to leave permanently this time. I stayed for a half a year alone in the wilderness, living off the land, before a wandering man stumbled across my camp in the woods. He asked me who I was, and I told him my entire story. "Well, girl," he chuckled, smile lines creasing his weathered face, "I think you should go to Iceshire- they can teach you how to use frost magic like nobody else can." He spent the night with me at my camp, then moved on the next morning. It took me a few days, but I decided to go along with the old traveler's advice; making my way to Iceshire, I enrolled as a student of magic at the age of nineteen. Life was bad for me these last five years- I was above and beyond my fellow students, and they become jealous. They taunted me about my family, how nobody liked me, how I'd never get married because nobody even likes me, but I hardened myself against their snide comments and resolved to study harder. We'll see who's the best when it comes to graduation, I thought, and indeed it did. I was the top of the class, and the other students were indignant. Learning what I've needed to learn, I set out south on my trusty horse, Blaze, to see what has become of my family...
Weapons:
-Tome of Frost: Used for enhancing the power of Ice-based spells.
-Bow and Quiver: Sometimes, it's best to conserve your energy for later use. I am mediocre with a bow, and can hit a target consistently from fifty meters away.
-Horse: Though technically not a weapon, I suppose it's "equipment" and I thought I should put it somewhere.
Magic: If you mean spells, then...
-Frost Shot: The next arrow shot by the caster is imbued with the power of ice, cutting through magical shields and slowing the target down if the arrow connects with the target's bloodstream.
-Frost Slash: Shoots an arc of ice at the target, cutting through most materials.
-Summon Penguin: Penguin butlers are too awesome to resist. My apologies if they aren't allowed.
Skills:
-Frost Magic Mastery: I am a professional Mage and my preferred type of magic is Ice, so... yeah.
Faction: Kingdom of the Storm, of course.
Other: I added a bio ((----->)) 4 ((<-----)) you.
Anites that are fused with any bird can fly.
:/I think people love the anite species.
Drop the attitude please, it's starting to annoy me as well.
Name: Fenix Testa
Age: 18
Appearance: 5'7" tall light green with a red robe this symbol is on the chest "Ʊ" he has four red decorative feathers from his cheeks
(This is not him but an example)
History: after leaving his home village of Sh'om Sh'wa he decided to move away to explore The Avion Archipelago and learn all of its secrets. Though he had minimal education from the simplistic form of "school" that the village had to offer he realized that he aspired to learn and to adventure. He had a heartfelt goodbye to his parents and went out to sea. He is not from this world and has found himself here through the mysterious ocean that surrounds his island nation. People will think he is Anite, but this is not true.
Weapons: mystic dagger, staff, Mageclaw(magic bladed gloves)
Magic: hawkortons magic AKA sparks magic(mixture of electric and fire) and conjuration
Skills: weaving, omnilingual (NOTE: CANNOT FLY)
Faction: N/A, but here's a 4
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Like you have annoyed so many others?
You're starting to become worse than me at this rate.
I'm actually shocked.
Hmm... sorry... but the grammar used within the bio seems off... And the bio itself is a little over used... the whole broken home idea.
work on that a little and i can accept it... But for now at least... that app is rejected.
The bio was left blank... rejected until that is fixed.
That app looks good, bonus points for changing bio to history. Hmm... accepted.