Dragon Age: The Forgotten Wardens

[Br3admax]

A Kossith Templar?

[The-Shadow-One]

I just hope that Gideon has lost his immunity to all poisons and potions.

[Br3admax]

I can tell we'll get along well in this RP, Cardbird.

[Unionhack]

I intend to start this today, since I'll have the most time. You guys cool with that?

[Kerr]

Sure.

[The-Shadow-One]

Sure, just bear in mind, I'm away on friday, completely on Saturday, and come back at like 5 or so the sun.

[Unionhack]

In a few hours. Like, perhaps about 4 PM Central.

[Hissien]

Name: Nanrenil
Gender:Male
Race :Elf
Class Mage:
Class Specializations :Keeper and shapeshifter
Spoiler:

Background: (Will reveal more in RP) Born in a dalish wandering clan Narenil was in line to become the next keeper and was second to a keeper. Darkspawn attacked the clan slaughtered and he sought revenge. He wound up with the rescue party while wandering in the forest. Some say his great luck allowed him to evade the templars.
Personality: Distrustful of humans, cares deeply for elves and their plight. He hates darkspawn with all of his being
Appearance : Olive skin, brown hair and green eyes. He has hair like Alistair, and he has vallaslin like Merril's.
Weapons/Armor/Clothing/Misc Items:Robes of the witch, Mages staff made from the heart of a Narbonel
Favored School(s) of Magic (Mages only):Primal and Entropy
Fighting Style: Offensive mage, knows some very basic healing but dont rely on it too much

Statistics (SPECIAL): 40 points to spend. Cannot go above 10, or below 1.
Strength -1
Perception - 6
Endurance - 7
Charisma - 3
Intelligence -10
Agility - 3
Luck - 10

[Br3admax]

I'm fine with it starting soon.

[Unionhack]

It's 2:21 for me right now, exactly.
I'll add you all to the list. That should be enough people.

[Br3admax]

So I guess you will start at 5:00, for me, then.

[Unionhack]

That would be the case, yes.
There will be a group of mercenaries/soldiers/whatever hired out by a local landlord to scavenge out the ruins of Ostagar, where the Forgotten Wardens are trapped. You can all be in the group if you want to join into the story immediately. If not, make sure to PM me where you wish to be encountered.

[Kerr]

What Cardbird said except college instead of school.

[Br3admax]

Don't worry, you can trust us. Unless, you want to join later.

[The-Shadow-One]

I'll be on, on my ipod so expect Celery=Celegu type names. -.-.. it will happen.

[Unionhack]

Spoiler:

We're starting, everyone! All OOC posts from here on out should be in spoilers or double parentheses.
There will be three groups of us; the veterans in the cave, the new guys in the rescue group, and the potential wardens along the way. If you wish to join the group ASAP, be ready for the return to Ostagar and the impending fight!

Arathir sat, staring at their final lit torch. Soon enough, they would have to try clawing their way out of the dark, putting all of their strength to move the boulder. Their supplies were growing thin, their morale was at an all-time low, and hope seemed all but nonexistent.

He could not tell how long it had been. Weeks? A month? He had counted the times he slept, dreaming of Duncan's face and the slaughter on the field of Ostagar. He thought about how much he wanted Loghain's head on a spear, how much he wanted to cut a gash in the traitor's skin for every life he was responsible for at Ostagar. The once joyous bard had become rather sullen, hardly talking as he tried to take in all that had happened.

He looked at Hali, and Airmed, and Gideon and Andias. He hoped that if he died, at least they would live.

He stood for the first time in what seemed like a while, stroking his cheeks. His once neatly trimmed goatee and stubble had become a wild beard hanging off of his chin, making him seem much older. The stress had indeed taken its toll, and he didn't know how much more he could take before he would ask one of his friends to simply stick a dagger in his side.

Then he heard it. The sound of a darkspawn making a primal grunt. It was not the usual sound of a curious snarl; it was one of pain. Arathir knew that someone had finally come. There was finally hope.

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Heralt, brother of the local landlord Nevan, struck at a darkspawn with his blade, decapitating it from the shoulders up. Shouting victoriously, he turned to his ragtag group of mercenaries, soldiers, and everymen, all who were entitled to a share of whatever they could scavenge in turn for assisting in the fight.

"Come now, men!" he said, beckoning them over. "Let's kill the beasties and take whatever they haven't destroyed!"

Spoiler:

That's you guys :D Whoever's in the rescue party, feel free to kill some Darkspawn.

[Kerr]

Airmed sighed. We should have just died out there, least it would have been quicker than this. She took out the flute Arathir gave her and examined it.

Spoiler:

Seeing as darkspawn can sense wardens too do they know where we are?

What will we say happened to Uno's character?

[Br3admax]

"I'm killing as fast as possible", Landon cried, "This armor is very heavy, you know". He turned and set two darkspawn aflame.

[Kerr]

Airmed decided to try playing the flute.

[Br3admax]

Spoiler:

It should be, it's been weeks since Ostagar

[The-Shadow-One]

Sertin Nightgust, silent as ever, stabbed at a darkspawn and spun to stab it again in the armpit. She looked at Landon and put a ink stained finger to her lips, twisting to stab another.

Spoiler:

Hush little baby, don't say a word..

[Unionhack]

Spoiler:

Yes. They've been attempting to get in for the time they've sat about in there, but haven't been successful. Let's assume the ogres are with the main horde and not many Darkspawn are chilling out around that part of Ostagar.

Lothering is most certainly nothing but a few piles of ashen twigs by now.

Heralt kicked aside a hurlock and drove a sword into it's gullet, twisting it and sending blood into the air. "You can never kill 'em too fast!" he said, approaching a group of genlocks prowling around the stone chunk blocking the cave. He saw a few rays of light emnate from inside. How odd...

[Kerr]

Airmed was playing a simple tune she heard her brother play many times as a child. She wasn't very good but it wasn't terrible.

[Br3admax]

"Silence?", Landon thought, "I guess that put's fireballs out of the question." He drew his blade and began slashing and pulling darkspawn away from the others.

[Unionhack]

Arathir held up a hand to get Airmed to stop. "Wait." he said, listening. "Someone's out there with the Darkspawn."