The rise of the Riders (Inheritance RP)

[DerangedPickle]

The riders have risen again, order and peace rule alagaesia and Galbatorix will terrorize the world no longer.
But a new problem is at hand, some riders beleive the orders work is pointless and that Galbatorix was right.
These people WILL destroy everthing the riders have worked towards, and that is why you have been brought here, as an argetlam and a Shurturgal you must help us stop this.

After Eragon struck Galbatorix' head from his shoulders with help from Shruiken he re-establised the riders and Dwarves and Urgals were added to the riders pact.

I am your teacher, I will give you the skills of a rider.
Character Sheets

Riders

Name: Irnstad
Weapon (and name of): A Curved riders sword (Gala (Sing, shout scream)) a sheild , A Brightsteel axe (Roena (Reaper)), A bow(Ven(Sight)
Race(Human, Elf, Dwarf, Urgal): Human
Age(Keep in mind you will be new riders): 110
Apperance: Tall, well built, Rather angled features for a human, long dark hair, clean shaven he has a few scars from fighting.
In battle wears ornate silver plate armour with no helmet.
Personality: Serious, Intelligent, Good natured.
Bio: One of the first riders of the new order he changed his name to that of a rider in the old order and named his dragon after an old order dragon.

Dragons

Name: Valinor
Colour: Silver
Personality: Proud, Humourous, Wise
Age: 90
Appearance: A Massive Silver dragon with large eyes and a tail larger than most dragons, he has 2 scars on his head, Very large grey eyes, teeth like swords and many large spike along his back and tail.

Rules

1. I'm the GM therefore I am always right.
2. If you don't know much about the Inheritace cycle visit this site http://inheritance.wikia.com/wiki.
3. If you use the ancient language post a translation in brackets here is a list of word in the ancient language http://inheritance.wikia.com/wiki/Ancient_Language.
4. You are NOT invincible wards are allowed but you WILL get hit.
5. Romance is allowed but for christ sake keep it PG.
6. Don't talk with slang, example use. I must depart now for Du Weldenvarden. Not. Alright love I gotta go to elf land brb.

EDIT: I would like to give credit to 2 mates Dominic (The Avatar) and Charlie (Rassilon42) for help on the storyline and advice on how to go about doing this RP.

[The Avatar]

Just reserving my place, i will edit this post for with my character

I love it Pickle


Rider

Name: Anurin

Weapon: A long hand-and-half sword, named Celöbra (Honor) a small strong wooden knife sung by his mother for him,

Race: Elf

Age: 17

Appearance: Tanned skin for elves, pure looking, black hair. Cat like features like all elves but more angled jaw line

Personality: Once a fearful and shy young elf, Anurin wasn’t the fighting type. Upon discovering that he wasn’t just named after a rider, but destined to be one all along, he grew out of his shyness, and developed into a confident, if a bit rash Rider. Although remnants of his former self still presents itself in certain circumstances.

Bio: Presented to a dragon egg on his fourteenth birthday, Anurin was delighted and terrified to find himself a member of the new order, to find himself a rider. 3 years of peaceful bonding time later, his training begins as he is faced with a challenge even he, in his newly found confidence cowers at the thought of, eliminating the rogues he once called brothers.

Dragon

Name: Lenora

Colour: Black

Personality: Calm and controlled, Lenora rarely gets mad. He completes Anurin, guiding him in what to say in certain situations. Fairly laid back, doesn’t mind being the center of attention, and doesn’t mind being ignored. Much.

Age: 3 years

Appearance: Big teeth, a large gash on his tail from when he hatched. Deep eyes, and a vicious face, Resembles a wild dragon. Medium size for his age.

[I_am_one]

Your name is Dominic Avatar? Guess what mine is. Hint. It starts with D, rhymes with your name, and ends with the same last six letters

I'll post my sheet later, I'll need to think of one.

[King Acunasti]

I guess I'll take part.

[Sav]

i shall join....tomorrow.

[Sav]

Name: Matthias
Weapon
Race:Human
Age: 23
Appearance: Short, with shiny blue eyes and ear length brown hair. Broad shouldered, and very strong. When in battle, he wears Shiny green ornate armor, with an evil looking helmet, designed to bring fear into his enemies, he never uses it though. A silver battle axe (Argetlem-Silver hand) A Claymore (Aiedail-The Morning Star) and a Bow and Arrow (Evarinya-Stars) All a shiny hue of Dark Blue and Golden, representing the stars.
Personality: Funny, VERY smart, tough
Karma:Good (thought i might out this in.
Bio: Born and raised as a farmer, it was obvious he was smarter then that, so scholars put him into an isolated tower deep in the wilderness. The next day, it was burned down by bandits, Matthias was the only one who lived. He has searched the land for his dad, but one day, found his mutilated corpse in the wilderness. He shares a deep hatred for Bandits, and is married with 2 kids at the time. He is VERY interested in stars,

Dragons:

Name: Tristan
Colour: Golden with silver spots dotting his body.
Personality: Humorous, Tough, Gentle, Smart, Wise
Age: 40
Appearance: A massive Golden colored dragon, with VERY shiny silver spots dotting his body. A smooth body with a long tail and teeth as sharp as a sword, with huge blue eyes. No spikes on his body.

[King Acunasti]

Character

Name: Girbrug
Weapons: A large battleaxe he calls “Jib”, rusty iron dagger he created as a boy
Race: Urgal
Age: 25
Appearance: Girbrug is an ugly ram…even to fellow Urgals. He has long, uneven, razor-sharp teeth, their color resembling that of a rotten banana. His curled horns are exceptionally large, and he has even been known to use them in combat as a defense mechanism. His long gray hair is matted, but he usually keeps it in a long ponytail. His face itself looks like a skull with a thin layer of skin glued onto it. It is covered with scars, and his skin is so pale that it almost looks purple. His ear cartilage is deformed and grows into multiple directions, looking as though someone just rolled up two balls of clay and slapped them onto each side of his head. He is muscular. However, he walks with a bit of a hunch. It is very demonic looking. He wears a shabby suit of leather and iron, his arms uncovered.
Personality: Cruel, cold, rude, disrespectful, and is known to speak his mind without hesitation…no matter the situation. He despises all life surrounding him, no matter the race or gender. He enjoys death, killing, and butchery, and has even been known to be cannibalistic in the past. If someone he comes across is branded as “enemy”, he with bash its face in without hesitation or questioning. This is both useful and unsafe, as he often caused great deals of trouble with one single act. He refers to friendship as “gippy” and romance as “monkey love”.
Bio: Girbrug was born to a litter of 8 cubs. He had no love from his parents or siblings, and was forced to provide for himself in order to survive. He actually strangled his sister to death in order to get his hands on the family’s last plate of dinner. Due to this ruthlessness, he gained quite a name for himself in the lands around him. It was therefore shocking to all when it was found that he was destined to become a dragon rider.

Dragon

Name: Andlat (although Girbrug often refers to him as “Grub Grub” or “Slip Slip”)
Color: Dark green-blue
Personality: Loud, aggressive, angry, and nearly uncontrollable. He is unbelievably defensive of Girbrug, even though he knows that the Urgal can handle himself.
Age: 17
Appearance: Large and highly muscular with two large, twisting horns sprouting diagonally on its head. Its scales are of a deathly greenish hue, and he possesses a pair of lifeless eyes that are completely white with no other form of color. His wings are massive, and many long, sharpened spikes run down his back. He has two aquatic-like appendages sprouting from his cheeks. He looks fearful, and acts it as well.

[DerangedPickle]

Ok lets start.

RP NAO!

(Blue is my Dragon Black is me)

Irnstad walked out into the courtyard of Vroengard with Valinor.

"So the new riders arrive today."
"They will be arriving now we should ride out to meet them."
"Yes, shall we?

Mounting Valinor he started his flight towards the docks of Vroengard where the boat with the new Riders was docking.

[The Avatar]

Spoiler:

I have just realized something Pickle : Our dragons have the same name.

So it doesn't look like I've copied of your name. My dragons name is now changed to Lenora .

(Following Your lead pickle. Black : Anurin. Green : Lenora)

Anurin walked up onto the deck of the ship, Lenora flying high above the masts.

"Can you see it yet? "
"Patience my friend... in time we will get there. "
"Is that a yes Lenora?"
"... I think i can make out ships at a dock... Get your elf eyes up hear!

Anurin looked around the front deck, he saw the 2/3 more riders ( i_am_one are you joining?) that where his fellow pupils. One was a Human, the other an Urgal. A brisk nod to them both and he looked away. The dragons in respect, he inclined his head a second time. He stood up straight and tall, knowing beside the dragons, he was the most powerful being on the ship. How wrong he was.

[Sav]

Matthias stepped off the boat and observed the land, it was a beautiful land.
"Well, are we going to go fight, or sit on our arses all day dead drunk?
"The second idea sounds particularly good. I say we get drunk and fight fools! By the way, who's that brute over there?"
That is a fellow warden i hear. Do not mock him.

[King Acunasti]

Girbrug stepped off of the boat with his axe held low to his feet. His serpent-like dragon followed.

"Eh, Grub Grub! You hungry!? Does the wittle baby want his wa-wa!?"

"Bah, shut up you greedy twit!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Look at these little preps...Richy rich princes..."

"They really are richy rich. I hate em'."

The Urgal and his dragon had a love-hate relationship. They mocked each other on a daily bases.

[DerangedPickle]

"1 human, 1 elf and 1 urgal, this should be fun."
"The Elf seems to carry himself with such pride, the Human seems normal... enough and the Urgal doesn't eve look like an actual Urgal, keep an eye on him.

Irnstand and Valinor landed on the shore by the docks.

"Hail, young Riders, if you would be so kind to follow me when your boat docks, we will begin."
His Dragon roared as a greeting to the riders and spurted flames from his mouth for a short period of time.

"If you're trying to appear more majestive than me, prepare to be humiliated."
He and his dragon were nearly always competing more for a joke than anything else.

(I know my writing style isn't very good, if anyone can give me tips on how to make my writing more effective then that would be appreciated.)

[Sav]

"Ahh, but i wanted to drink my heart out until i died!"
Shut up, you fool. Tristan hit Matthias in the side with his tail hard enough to make Matthias stop.
"I suppose we are going to the castle. Lead us there fool, i want to drink" With that, Matthias hurried after the man above them.
"Mind coming down a bit?"

[I_am_one]

Sorry guys, I'll have my bio later tonight, or tomorrow. I had a busy day today.

[King Acunasti]

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" the Urgal laughed in his deep voice, pointing his wrinkled finger (topped with a long, sharp nail) at Irnstad as he revealed his set of horrid teeth. "Old man wishes to lead us!"

"At least he looks like a bloody humanoid! Even I find it hard to tell that you are an Urgal, and not a beast."

Girbrug stopped in his tracks, frowning. He turned and hit the dragon's snout with the handle of his axe. "Shut up, Grub Grub."

Andlat chuckled. "Ugly piece of-"

"Shut up!"

The dragon laughed once more and walked slowly at Girbug's side. "Relax, you supid Urgal. I was only fooling with you." He lightly patted Girbrug on the back with the side of his tail, as if reassuring his rider.

"Yeah...You better be. Next time, I'll shove my axe up your-"

Andlat roared shortly.

"...Arseface..."

[I_am_one]

Riders

Name: Stenrseithr (Stone witch)
Weapon (and name of): A small steel dagger (raudhr rakr (Red mist), and a long sword (which is about her height, being a dwarf) (hjarta break (Heart breaker)
Race(Human, Elf, Dwarf, Urgal): Dwarf
Age(Keep in mind you will be new riders): 23
Apperance: Short, as are all darves. Wears simple clothing, and in battle, wears dwarven made dark colored iron armor.
Personality: Serious, easily mad, quiet,and thinks low of everyone, especially Urgals.
Bio: From Surda, she moved with her family along with the rest of the Varden. Despite her young age, she fought along with the Varden at Farthern Dur, where she established her hatred of Urgals, who killed her father in battle.

Dragon

Name: Ilian
Colour: Black
Personality: Angry, wise, serious, much like Stenrseithr. He usually agrees with her, however they do have arguments at time. He is also very caring for Stenrseithr, and will protect her to his very last breath.
Age: 20
Appearance: A large black dragon, with a long neck and wings. Sharp teeth, and dark, blood red eyes. Many spikes down his back, and large, sharp claws.

[King Acunasti]

Despite her young age, she fought along with the Varden at Farthern Dur, where she established her hatred of Urgals, who killed her father in battle.

Maintaining our reputation of always having our characters hate each other, eh?

Actually, on second thought, the only time our characters have really hated each other was in Camp for Idiots.

[I_am_one]

True, very true. Well, only one of your characters actually. But hey, it's not a roleplay without two enemies, and a girl.

Spoiler:

What!?

[King Acunasti]

True, very true. Well, only one of your characters actually. But hey, it's not a roleplay without two enemies, and a girl.

Spoiler:

What!?

Yeah, wtf? No girls? Either way, I'm happy with my horrid Urgal. Why not begin this conflict between our characters right now?

[I_am_one]

Go right ahead, I'd be insulted if you didn't.

[King Acunasti]

Spoiler:

Goin' to bed in a little while, mates. I'm really tired from parties and house work. I'll stay online for maybe an hour or so longer.

Urgal turned to a Dwarven woman - another rider - nearby. "HAHAHAHA!!!" he laughed in his booming voice for a second time, pointing his axe to the Dwarf's direction. "Dwarf!"

"Short little [&@%!], those Dwarven women are."

Girbrug smiled. When he smiled at somebody, it either struck fear, anger, or both into whoever he was smiling to. His teeth were long, narrow, sharp and vile. As his muscles adjusted to the smile, his face became more wrinkled, doubling his horrid appearance. His lifeless eyes stared into hers. But he said nothing.

Andlat stared at his own counterpart - the woman's dragon - breathing heavily. Smoke poured from his nostrils with every exhale. A low growl was heard during the moment of silence.

[I_am_one]

A thin smiled appeared on Stenrseithr lips
No magic she heard in her head. It wasn't her own voice, obviously. Any other voice would have said "Now," or "Do it, before he leaves," but only Ilian would say no.
"Fine, but no promises about my sword," she thought. "You got something to say, Urgal? I killed your kin at Farthen Dur, and I can always do the same for another." she said aloud, to the ugly beast.

[King Acunasti]

Girbrug sniffled deeply, gathering the mucus in his throat, and spat a massive loogie at the woman’s feet. After this, he only returned to his large smile. “Shut up, Dwarf.” he said simply. But he just kept staring with the smile, his abominable breath polluting the air surrounding them.

[Sav]

Matthias turned to the nearby argument, and let out a loud laugh, the Urgals jokes made him laugh hard.
"Fools!" Matthias said under his breath, trying to maintain a quiet appearance.

[DerangedPickle]

Irnstad struggled to keep his voice under control, if his pupils were already fighting what chance would they have against rogue riders?

"Give them a suprise."
"I love being a dragon."

A deathening roar rang out from the docks a roar which was heard by half of Vroengard if not more.
"Garjzla!" A silver bolt of light flew past the pupils capturing their attention "Do you all want to die? Because if the rogues don't chances are that I will.

One of the few time Irnstad had got angry but it worked.