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The players are a band of adventurers living a carefree life of dungeon raiding and mercenary work. Their home is wherever their camp is set up. As children they had the dream of being an adventurer, becoming rich by looting all manner of dungeons; forts, tombs, caves, shipwrecks. As young men and women they made their dream a reality and set out to pursue the life they sought. But time is merciless. As the adventures go on life constantly evolves. Relationships change. Friends become foes and bitter rivalries lead to bloodshed. Former comrades fall in love and retire. Death claims the unskilled and the unfortunate. But new adventurers come to take the place of old ones and thus; the band can never die.

As you have probably understood my idea was this:
We create a fictional band of characters, 'Adventurers', who live a life of adventure and share a common "home", their camp and therefore live together. But we don't only write the action, but the "boring" parts too. Adventurers have a life. They have relationships. Friends, rivals, maybe even lovers.

Edit: The plot has moved, quite a lot. Things aren't quite as simple as they were before, and the adventurers are scattered. If you wish to be one of them, PM me and I'll fit you right in.

Characters:
Character sheet example:
Name:Tim
Race:Nord
Age:23
Specialazation:Barbarian. Fast, agile and good at fighting with blunt weapons. Can take on most oponents
Appearance: Tall, muscular with long, fair blond hair.
Personality: Adept and ferocious in battle but clumsy around people. He finds it hard to talk about himself and his emotions; therefore he doesn't talk much
It would also be good if you had some sort of backstory in mind, in case another character asks you about it.
Specialazations can be anything, like archery, lockpicking, deciphering ancient languages, magic and whatnot. There can also be various combinations like smithing and magic which makes for magic armour and weapons. Whatever you think.

PM the sheet to me, so that I can approve it and I will work you into the action somehow.

Playing:
The RP has been going on for some time and has moved away from what it was. I'm giving it much more emphasis on story now, and there are several groups of characters. Once I have approved your character I will discuss your role in the RP with you and the other players. As to actual gameplay, it's really just standard text RPing.

Rules:
1) No Mary Sue/Gary Sue characters. Have weaknesses. They're good for you.
2) No god-modding
3) As the sole DM I reserve the right to kill your character
4) If your character dies you may create a new one

That's all I think is needed for now. Feel free to ask me things I haven't covered.



It was a seemingly normal morning in Cheydinhall. The fine people were all on their way to the chapel when the first seed of un-normality was cast. A hooded figure was walking in the opposite direction of the chapel going mob at a hasty pace. It pushed its way through the chattering crowd and walked off towards the city gates. A few people turned their head but most paid no attention and continued on their way. The figure had already dissapeared.
After the sermon in the chapel was over the people of the town went about their business. None of them had noticed the mysterious poster glued to the city gate.
In the evening however when the men went to the tavern next to the gate for a drink they noticed it. It read:



This poster unnerved the people greatly. There was nor name nor seal on it and they were afraid that it was to recruit bandits or thieves. The adventurers passing through Cheydinhall however seemed keen on discovering who was behind it.

Leowyn stood by the poster. His original intention, today, was to join the fighters guild. He was reluctantly forced into it, by his Dad.

This would be a much better option for him.

"Hey!" Leowyn greeted Owen, "Do you think it's a trap?"

"Greetings" said Owen turning towards the stranger who greeted him."It could be a trap, but it also be true". "Why are you asking"? "You want to go there"?

"Well," Leowyn started, "I'm mean't to be joining the fighters guild, my Dad wants me to do this. Forcing me to be part of something 'official'. I would prefer this anyway, and I can still get money."

Leowyn walked closer to the poster, "Shall we go together?"

Owen was glad that he meet another adventurer. With his hearth full of hopes approaches the poster. "Sure, lets go" "I'm new in this region" Do you know where Barren Cave is?"

Per had been leaning against a corner close to where the poster was hanging to see if anyone else gave any interest in it. Now that Owen and Leowyn started planning, he emerged from the shadows and went over them.

"Hey, you two! The Dark Elf and Breton over by the poster! Are you planning to go up there? If so, let me join you. This seems like the perfect thing for me, I have been waiting here since I saw the poster."

He reached out his hand.

"I'm Per by the way. Per Penger."

"Honestly, I'm not 100% sure, it's somewhere west of this town."

Leowyn rubbed his head and tried to figure out where it was, "Maybe we should head west, to start."

"And yes, you can come with us," Leowyn said as he noticed Per, "Do you know where this place is?" He asked as he shook his hand.

"I've raided Camp Barren before, but have never seen any camp nearby, though. Anyways, it can't be that hard to find."

"Well, It's probably a new camp." Leowyn stated, "Shall we go now? I'm kind of eager to get away from home. I won't miss it."

Owen shook Per hand as well saying "Well i think we should go"!!"I am eager to meet this person who posted the poster"

"Ok, well, I'm ready to go, just let me run home for a minute."

Leowyn sprinted back towards his house. At the front door he left a note;

"I'm leaving home, hopefully to become an adventurer. I know you wanted me to leave home, so now I am."

Leowyn had a troubled life at home, so leaving would not be a problem for him. He ran back to the poster.

"Well then, let's go people! Adventure awaits!" Per said with a smirk, as they headed out of the city gates.

Leowyn followed Per out of Cheydinhal, he would let him lead the way, considering he knew where it was.

Per and his two new partners followed The Blue Road westward, until they reached an intersection. Heading right they found a set of stairs leading up to the entrance to Barren Cave.

"Right, now we just need to find the blasted camp. Which direction was it from here again?", Per asked. His memory was not too good after having consumed far too many bottles of mead.

Owen quickly turns. " You followed us?"

"You blind, Breton?! There are three of us, Godammit! And you're not exaclty in the chapel yourself!"

Owen looks towards the breton...."Yes, we've read the poster, and decided to see what is this about". "You're free to join us if you want" says Owen

"Hey, no need to be a racist! You were the one being rude to me, I was just talking back. I have no wish to make enemies here!", he said with a short laugh.

Owen tries to calm the two men."Lets calm down and focus on our objective" We still need to find that camp"