Helcêh's Corruption

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:15 pm

The time is here,
You should have known,
The Prophecy of Alûn,
One, Two, Three, Four, Five,
And then a great fire,
to engulf the world.
He has arrived,
the Shame of Lokve,
He is here,
And we are dead.
There is no hope.
Except in one.

Setting

A darkness has spread across the land. Long has the Mithraleenean Empire been gone, destroyed in a great fire that engulfed the world.

The races of men have scattered. Their ancient kingdoms gone. Only a few towns and villages survive; few and far between. On the shores of Inver Arag, splayed across the river, is Esgaragoth, the capital of the humans, ruled by the benevolent King Garrion.

The elves have retreated to their ancestral homeland of Gil-Galad, abandoning their homes. The Ael'nonuvah have fled from their forests and have made a great journey across the sea; the Essence Elves have lost their islands and have fled to Gil-Galad; and the Ugluh have travelled from the north. The X'azzeeri have disappeared from the world, as has their home. Only a few individuals remain.

The Khârg, always an isolationist race, have sealed their ancient halls of stone. No one is permitted to enter and no one can leave. The Vrokun know nothing of the outside world, having been stuck in their city for centuries. No word has left Kŭrz since the disaster.

Hope lies in people who know nothing of their destiny. They alone can save the world, they alone can defeat Him. The adventure starts in Esgaragoth, now marked by the forces of Garshak. A shadow has passed over the world... and it may never leave.

Timeline

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Places and Organisations

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People

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King Garrion: Ruler of the region of Arag, child of the line of Sararag, prominent ruler of Fjorr, King Garrion has a list of impressive titles. He is old for a man of this time of turbulence, almost fifty, an age essentially unheard of by men. He is a strong ruler. The seat of his power, the Long Hall of Sararag, is found in Esgaragoth. He is unmarried.

King Harland: Related to King Garrion, as well as all other rulers of Fjorr, via his mother's side, Harland is of noble blood. He represents Ajjergoff, the greatest nation in Fjorr. He is young for a leader, barely twenty. He has a wife and three children, two females and a baby boy.

Queen Brulli: Queen of Bjorf, Brulli is the first female ruler in Fjorr for three hundred years. Due to her gender and the strict traditions of Fjorr, her position has been met with some opposition. She is twenty-nine and recently had her first child with her husband.

King Fiann: King Fiann is of the Fía Seghl family, the traditional rulers of Fjorr. Despite his noble blood, he governs the weakest nation in Fjorr.

The Kroy: The Kroy are the rulers of Kroyhatheff. They are a weak, bureaucratic council of unelected leaders who only wish to advance their power and wealth. They convene once every decade to elect who will be crowned High King (or Queen) of Kroyhatheff, however the real power is still held by the Kroy.

Hjùrm the Once-Elven: Hjùrm is a brutal leader and rules with an iron fist. His law and will are enforced by his loyal soldiers, kidnapped and drilled from birth. He is waging many wars, side-by-side. He is known for banning magic in Stjerkaj. He is remarkably old, at the grand age of eighty. Nevertheless, he is surprisingly youthful and active, due to his elven blood. He has had only one wife. He has fathered many sons and daughters, some that may come back to bite him.

Queen Imrith the Fair: Queen Imrith goes by many titles. The Fair, The Beautiful and, more recently, The Mute. A few years after ascending to the throne, she was captured by the men of Stjerkaj when on a trip to a foreign country. She was locked in a Stjerkajian prison and visited many times by Hjùrm. She has never spoken since, not even to her rescuers or husband. She is thirty-three and is carrying a baby.

Warlord Jular: As his title suggests, Jular is a blood-thirsty opponent. He holds the most power in Mithraleeth. At the grand age of forty-eight, he has survived many coups, assassination attempts and wars. His most recent war has been against the dying Clan Vettach. He has a very large brood of twelve children.

Brideia Mjuralla Brae: One of the Brideias, the ancient leaders of Clan Braeburn, Mjuralla Brae has been noted for his weakness at both ruling and fighting. Crippled by polio at a young age, Mjuralla had to endure the scorn of other royal children. His physical disability helped him, however, when Clan Braeburn witnessed its first rebellion in centuries. Led by Mjuralla's uncle, the soldiers of the rebellion saw him as not much of a target and he was not slaughtered like the rest of the royal family. When his uncle died, Mjuralla was elected as ruler. He came to the throne when he was twenty, nineteen years ago.

Vettachius Gramochel Vettal: Although he is mentally and physically great, the Vettachius has had to overcome many obstacles, some that even he cannot overcome. He is opposed by Tiberius, foreign leaders and even his own nobles. His only ally is Mjuralla Brae, but he would easily bend to pressure from Tiberius. At the age of twenty-two, he is a young but strong leader.

Paramount King Almdír: Unlike most Ael'uvah, Almdír is a very humble and very modest elf. He believes in a Gil-Galad, open to all elves, regardless of skin colour or tradition. He is a stout believer of Lokve and one of the few religious people still left in Eusiac. He is eight-hundred and thirty-nine and was very young when the disaster happened. He was the son of Aareöé, the representative of Gil-Galad on the Imperial Senate. He is of mixed kinship, his mother being an Ael'uvah, his father being an Ael'nonuvah.

High Chancellor Ramocca: Born into a once-noble family of the Mithraleenean Empire, Ramocca is out-of-touch with the poor majority of Socra. He lives his life of wealth, contained within the Imperial Palace of Socra. He is a weak ruler and only rose to power through bribery and lies. He is fifty-nine years old.

Races

Eusiac is filled with races. They are varied and differ greatly. The two main racial groups are the Khorgom and the Valído.

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Monsters

Eusiac is a very dangerous place. Due to the chaos caused by the destruction of the Mithraleenean Empire, many beasts that had had their populations kept low by the skilled soldiers of the Empire suddenly found themselves being able to thrive.

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Magic

Magic is an ancient and very powerful force. However, years of neglect and misuse has caused it to be forgotten or shunned. Very few mages exist in the world and most of them are hermits, living a reclusive life, shielded from the rest of society.

Once, magic used to be accessible and available to most people but now it is rare. Only a select few people can use it. Spells are no longer the simple words or phrases they used to be. They are now long sentences, written in a language that not many can understand. Spells have their own weaknesses and strengths, however the magnitude and power of a spell is also decided by how much of the incantation is known. For the spells to continue to function, the incantation must be chanted for the duration. If it is interrupted, the spell will falter. The rest of the incantation can be learned through ancient books and tomes or through word of mouth.

Basic Spells

Khriin vo votariëlathù gotham – Summons fire to attack your foes. It is difficult to manipulate.

Al'ommasta el lokviusathù – Summons water that can defend or attack your foes. Its fluidity allows the caster to manipulate it with ease.

Al'ummonel vo gotham voyu gallus – Calls wind to your aid. It can be used to distract enemies.

Iglús i Lokve, elsayasta al en avu ihi iglí – A potent healing glow is summoned that can be used to heal moderate wounds.

Regardathù iyu vo mequë – A spell that can make the weak-willed fall under the casters command. It is most powerful on enemies tainted by darkness or corruption.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:16 pm

Classes

Warrior – The art of mêlée combat is well-learned by warriors. They can use a wide variety of weapons like swords to inflict damage on enemies. It is difficult for them to learn the ways of magic or how to use a bow but not impossible. (Start with 1 spell).
Thief – Masters of sneak and archery, thieves can evade capture and then attack their enemies from afar. However, they are generally weak of stature and not well-versed in the magical arts. (Start with 1 spell).
Mage – Experts in the arcane disciplines of magic, they are most at home when casting spells. They can use a wide array of incantations. They are generally very bad at using weapons like bows and swords. (Start with 3 spells).
Barbarian – Tough and able to endure the most punishments, barbarians are juggernauts. Despite having the knowledge to use all mêlée weapons, they prefer axes, hammers and claymores. They are unable to cast spells and can barely use bows. (Start with no spells).
Ranger – More malleable than the thief, rangers can use both bows and swords with great skill and accuracy. They are masters of survival and, next to mages, are the best potion-makers. (Start with 1 spell)
Spellsword – Hybrids of the warrior and the mage, spellswords can use a mixture of mêlée and magic to overcome their foes. (Start with 2 spells).

Character

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Age:
Race:
Gender:
Class:
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Name: Eändíré Essë
Age: 1012
Race: Al'uvah
Gender: Male
Class: Mage
Spells: Khriin vo majo votariël gotham (on vo Cerceres, al'ommand av tiar)... Iglús y Lokve, elsayasta al en avu ihi iglí... Majo regard eyú vo mequë...
Weapons and Armour: Robes, no weapon other than his magical abilities.
History: Eändiré was in his 800s when the disaster struck. He was one of the few survivors in Donton, that was rocked by both tsunamis and earthquakes. Stranded, his family was forced to wander mainland Eusiac, homeless, destitute, lost. They found safety in Eldmarith, a haven for elves. Eändíré lived in peace for many years. He got married to an elven girl from the town and had a child. All that ended when the town was attacked by bandits. Eändíré searched and searched for his family but found no evidence of them. Saddened by his loss, he fled the ruins of his home and became a wanderer, searching and searching for his loved ones.
Appearance: Eändíré once had long, blond hair that spread down his back but age turned it white. Natural to all elves, his ears are pointy. His skin is paled by the cold climate of Eusiac but has faint traces of gold and also wrinkled. He has sparkling blue eyes.
Personality: Eändíré is reclusive in nature. He is slow to anger but also slow to forget. He bears a grudge against all bandits, holding each of them personally responsible for the death of his wife and child. He is distrustful of humans and they are of him.

Name: Aradír Ither
Age: 57
Race: Erius
Gender: Male
Class: Ranger
Spells: Majo regard eyú vo mequë
Weapons and Armour: Tattered brown travelling cloak, green coat, steel mail underneath, leather gloves, leather boots. Steel sword, steel dagger and hunting bow.
History: Aradír was born into the family Ither, an ancient noble house of Mithraleen. He grew up in a manor, one of the last lavish houses on mainland Eusiac (for they had all been burned down by this stage), but longed for the taste of freedom and adventure. One day, a caravan was passing through the area and he immediately requested to join. For twelve years, he stayed with the caravan, learning the lore and the laws of the land, speaking with people, training. There he met a woman and fell in love with her. All that ended when the caravan was assaulted by orks. Aradír was collecting firewood and arrived back too late, only in time to here his loved one's dying words. For the next twenty-seven years, Aradír travelled as a nomad, searching out orkish and goblin hiding places. He became friends with the Mahíär, travelling with them many times.
Appearance: Despite his somewhat old age, Aradír retains a youthful appearance due to his half-elven heritage. He has brown hair that comes down past his ears and has a short beard.
Personality: Much like his friend Eändíré, with whom he has he travelled many times, Aradír is reclusive. He has a dark air about him and prefers to keep to himself.

Name: Lasséör Fiann
Age: 22
Race: Hardeteel
Gender: Female
Class: Thief
Spells: None
Weapons and Armour: Leather armour, fur hat, steel dirk
History: Born into the ruling family of one of Fjerk, Lasséör resented the rich, oppressive lifestyle. On her eighteenth birthday, she escaped her home, fleeing until she came to a village. Impoverished, she tried to steal, feeling the thrill. Eventually, she was stealing almost purely for the adrenal response provoked during the activity.
Appearance: Lasséör is beautiful but her face and hair are generally dirty, matted with mud. She has a few cuts and bruises on her arms and feet.
Personality: Lasséör loves to live life on the edge. She loves the thrill given off when stealing. She loves being free. Being in prison is the worst thing imaginable to her.

NovaPowered

Name: Athylu
Age: 210
Race: Ael'nonuvah
Gender: Female
Class: Ranger
Spells: Regardathù eyú vo mequë
Weapons and Armour: Standard Mahiär gold armour, a dagger and her trusty bow.
History: Khilia is the child of two strong warriors, both Ael'nonuvah. Her father was actually suspected to be Ugluh, as not much is known about him. Her mother was part of the Mahiär aswell, until she was killed in a freak accident which is also not much known about. However, only Khilia was with her mother at the time of her death.
Appearance: Khilia has long, dark hair and big, light blue eyes. Smooth and soft skin, she is regarded as beautiful by most. She has a slim figure and is slightly shorter than the average Ael’nonuvah.
Personality: Khilia is wild and loves having fun. Her favourite pastime is actually seducing men. Even to the point where she tries to control them using the spell her mother taught her years ago. Although she may not seem like it, she is fond of getting attached quickly so usually keeps her heart totally out of the action.

ReeceH

Name: Dhurmick Kalderel
Age: 106
Race: Vrôkun
Gender: Male
Class: Ranger
Spells: Majo regard eyú vo mequë
Weapons and Armour: Wears Simple leather armour, carries a short sword and a dirk, along with an unadorned hunting bow.
History: Dhurmick never really felt at home among the Dirich Mountains and his Vrôkun kin. A restless spirit with a keen sense of adventure, he left his family and his people. Leaving under the cover of darkness he set out to explore the world and find himself along the away. Crossing the land for the past 12 years, the young Vrôkun has had many adventures, and has become a skilled ranger along the way.
Appearance: Tall (for a Vrôkun at least) Dhurmick stands a little over 2 feet tall, and is muscular due to his hard life. He has grey eyes and a short grey beard (which he regularly trims, another un- Vrôkun like habit he has picked up).
Personality: Dhurmick is quiet by nature. This is not to say he doesn’t enjoy being around others, he just prefers to rely on himself. A good man with a large heart, he never shies away from helping others, be it with a kind word or throwing himself at another’s defence

Hissien

Name: Gelnius Xugrhl
Age: 150
Race:Ugluh
Gender:Male
Class:Ranger
Spells: Iglús y Lokve, elsayasta al en avu ihi iglí
Weapons and Armour: scimitars, a spare dagger in his boot and a bow named Glagheur eghùr Toghrra. "Winds of the Glacier"
History: Living in the frozen north he was at home, every fiber of his being felt at peace with his inner self. In short he was in tune with himself and the lands of his forefathers. He lived a long time there, honing his skills as a ranger. He spent his days training in the wilderness when he could, trying to learn how to track and understand the creatures of the wilds. Then, one day when he was out hunting, he stumbled across a owlet, its parents had been killed by a rogue hunter, the owlet had cried weakly and Genlius put the young chick in his pack. Over many years he raised the snowy owl chick to maturity, a wizard who owed him a favor extended the owl's life to that of however long Genlius would live naturally. This gave them an unbreakable bond and he knew whether or not the owl was alright and if Snowfire needed him. This owl is the only companion he brought with him to the south.
Appearance: White hair short cropped hair, pale blue skin, red eyes and a single scar that cross his lips.
Personality:Cool and collected. He is not very out spoken but doesnt shy away from his opinions. He tries to do what he thinks is best for a group in the long term but his bluntness can get him into trouble.

Br3ad

Name:Yalveni Tohi
Age:215
Race:Essence Elf
Gender:Male
Class:Spellsword(surprise, surprise)
Spells:Al'ommasta el majo lokvius... Khriin vo majo votariël gotham (on vo Cerceres, al'ommand av tiar...)
Weapons and Armour:Steel(or slightly stronger) Chain-mail, with a steel covering the vital organs arms, and legs. Steel sword.
History: Yalveni has experienced life, well as much as an elf can, in his short life. He has been from town to town, and has enjoyed them as much as one can. He spends the majority of his time traveling, and enjoys the open world. There one day and gone the next, many are happy to see him if he ever returns. He may come off as rash at first, but given time, he can be the best of friends. Leaving home at an early age, for an Elf, he left magic behind long ago, at least formal training in it.
Appearance:Red hair, shoulder lenght, slightly stonger than adverage build.
Personality:smart, but easy going, quick to make friends

Unokitsune

Name: Raelaha Ril-Gania

Age: 247

Race: Essence Elf

Gender: Female

Class: Mage

Spells: Khriin vo majo votariël gotham (on vo Cerceres, al'ommand av tiar...)... Iglús y Lokve, elsayasta al en avu ihi iglí... Al'ummonel vo gotham voyu gallus

Weapons and Armour: Robe and pants, leather boots

History: Raelaha dreamed about becoming a spell blade but using daggers instead of swords. Her parents, however, didn't agree with this choice and instead she was strictly taught the skills to be a mage. However they did allow her to wear easier movment clothes like pants and partial robe so she could move around in easier. She's very curious about the human and dwarf races and is eager to explore the world outside Gil-Galad. Raelaha is not a big fan of many of the things the Ael'uvah stand for or their rules as she views them as bullies.

Appearance: Hip length Red Hair with bust length side bangs tied in a partially braided updo, Blue Eyes, slender athletic build, pale skin

Personality: Curious, Bright and Witty, Raelaha is more than capable of defending herself. Confuse her for a typical "Damsel-In-Distress" And you'll have an angry fiery Red Head throwing fireballs your way.

Velvet

Name: Alva
Age: 24
Race: Hardeteel
Gender: Female
Class: Thief
Spells: Majo regard eyú vo mequë regardathù iyu mequë iyu mortceru, iyu domesti, iyu syna.
Weapons and Armour: She has one steel dagger and a a wooden bow she uses to take out enemies from a far. She wears leather armour that covers up her entire chest area but ends half way down each arm, on her hands she and lower arms she wears nothing as she feels it makes it harder for her do things. On her legs and feet she wears matching leather to what may be found on her torso.
History: Growing up in Esgaragoth, Alva's parents were small time traders who were brutally murdered when she was eleven years old. On her own with no other family to got to, Alva would be forced to do everything for herself, and took a small job washing pans in an inn. This job barely gave her enough money to get food and it wasn't long before Alva began to steal from the store, small things at first, an apple here a piece of bread there, things that would never be noticed. It wasn't long before she was stealing bigger things, coin purses left around, joints of meat and even items from her employers room in the inn when she thought she could get away with it.
This practice of stealing items from her workplace was bound to get her in trouble some day and after nine months of thievery she was finally caught. Expecting to be beaten and sacked, Alva was surprised when the Innkeeper brought her to the leader of an underground smuggling cartel which specialised in thievery as well as smuggling. Seeing her obvious skill in the arts of stealth and thievery, the cartel agreed to take her on and by thirteen years of age she was doing runs for them and stealing from small traders during the night. However, Alva wanted a bigger cut and as she grew older she began to keep some of what she was stealing for herself, instead of handing it over to a cartel and allowing them to give her a cut out of what she had stolen. This, like the practice of stealing from the innkeeper didn't last and at age nineteen, she was cut across the cheek with a dagger to warn other guilds of thieves of her treacherousness and expelled from a cartel.
Nineteen and with no longer a secure way of income, Alva left Esgaragoth and began to travel the world.
Appearance: Alva is small for a Hardeteel, standing at 5ft 4 inches. She has long blonde hair, swept back so as not to be in her face and piercing green eyes. Although she would be seen as beautiful by most, this beauty is marred by a long scar that stretches across the right side of her face.
Personality: Alva is distrustful to most of her own race and even more so to those outside it, She only speaks when she feels it necessary and is normally cold towards most men, preferring to be in the company of other woman. Once she has an impression of the way someone is, she finds it very hard to let go of it.

Justice

Name: Markus Lyons
Age: 110 (Resembles a twenty year old. Explained later)
Race: Erius
Gender: Male
Class: Warrior
Spells:Khriin vo majo votariël gotham
Weapons and Armour: A strange looking longsword that is made from a black material. Armour that covers all skin and is jagged at the elbows allowing them to be used as a weapon. The armour is as strong as steel but light as leather and is so black it seems to suck in the light from around it. He also has a shield that is made from the same material. All of this was picked up in foreign lands from his many years of travel.
History: Formerly a happy man, well loved and happily married. He and his wife were so in love that they wanted to spend an eternity together. Markus sought out a powerful witch that granted his wish- but it was trick. Yes it granted him immortality, but it made him thirst for bloodshed and he could only be slain in battle. His Wife hated what he had become so much that she took her own life. Enraged, Markus slew his entire village before trying to take his own life, which he could not do as he could only be slain by an oppenent. He returned to where the witch was to find her gone- he has spent the last ninety years hunting her down. During this time he has honed his skill in combat, further decreasing his chance of ever finally dieing.
Appearance: Tall (about 5ft 10inches) and muscular, with his armour he has a very imposing figure. When he takes his helmet off it reveals a young man, barely out of his twenties that has seen more than any man should. He had grey eyes and short, fair hair.
Personality: Cold and calculating from his many decades of combat and prone to violent outbursts due to the curse.

Gandalf

Name: Kthor Mzaalft.
Age: 85.
Race: Khârg.
Gender: M
Class:
Spells: N/A
Weapons and Armour: A square steel shield, with the sides curving inwards, and a steel sword, with Khârgi runes inscripted on the crossguard, around the pommel and along the blade. He wears a full set of massive steel plate armour, with a helmet. However, the helmet is rarely worn except for in battle.
History: A dwarf from the city of Khâ, he left for adventure aged 35. 50 years later, he has fought his way out of the underground tunnels, and made it to surface lands. He travelled through the lands for many years.
Appearance: Short, even for a dwarf, and rather burly. He has a plaited beard to his stomach and plaited hair to just below his shoulders, all bound by a golden ring each. He has scar down his face from just through his right eyebrow, stretching through his blind right eye, and curving down into his beard at the center.
Personality: Usually gruff, he comes off as a warlike savage. Actually, he is remarkably intelligent (considering his personality), but just likes to think things through before voicing them. This gives off the impression that he is rather stupid, when actually he is well spoken for a dwarf.

Impy

Name: John Brum
Age: 42
Race: Iberius
Gender: Male
Class: Warrior
Spells: Al'ummonel vo gotham voyu gallus
Weapons and Armour: A large sword and shield, spears, and javelins. Heavy armor
History: Originally a freelance assassin, thief, hunter, and mercenary, just like his relatives. He comes from a small mercenary family, just made up of immediate family. His family’s business was killed in the fire, but he had survived. At that young age, he decided to join King Garrison’s Army. He quickly climbed the ranks to a marshal.
Appearance: Brown hair, freckles. Skinny, but strong
Personality: A serious person, he has been told to be too serious for what he does, having absolutely no time for jokes. He is confused by almost all jokes, and sometimes doesn't understand the significance of regular social-time.

Rules and Mechanics

There are no dice rolls. You can decide the outcomes of your own actions, except when facing certain enemies. Please remain relatively realistic. A thief should not be able to take on a whole goblin horde. For that matter, a warrior should not be able to take on a whole goblin horde. I, the DM, will control the enemies and NPCs. The classes exist only for me to judge how well you should do in combat with certain weapons or in certain conditions.

1) I am the DM, what I say goes. If you feel my decision is wrong, feel free to PM me.
2) Please use good grammar, or, at the very least, understandable grammar.
3) Try to keep the names of your characters realistic. No elves called John unless there's a very good reason for it. If you are struggling to come up with a name suitable for a certain race, feel free to ask. Also, please don't use “modern” names like Bob.
4) Have fun.

Nova · Post by **Nova** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:18 pm

Reserve me a dwarf!

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:20 pm

Will do.

Hissien · Post by **Hissien** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:29 pm

can i reserve an Ugluh?

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:31 pm

Yes, you can.

For the dwarven and elven races (unless you are a Mahiär), you should come up with a good reason for why you aren't in either your isolated cities or your island home. It could be something like committing a crime or your person just wanted to explore.

Velvet LeChance · Post by **Velvet LeChance** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:32 pm

I font have to have been in your previous RP to be in this do I ? If not could your reserve me a Hardeteele because it looks amazing.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:33 pm

Hardeteel reserved.

You don't have to have been in a prior RP to join. Newcomers are welcome. If you want any more information, feel free to PM me.

Br3admax · Post by **Br3admax** » Wed Oct 10, 2012 11:43 pm

Can I reserve one of the Essence Elves, sounds pretty cool.

ReeceH · Post by **ReeceH** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 5:41 am

Like Velvet LeChance , I haven't really had any RP experience, but I wouldn't mind being a Vrôkun, can I reserve a spot?

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 9:13 am

Essence Elf reserved. Vrôkun reserved.

So, we have:

Two dwarves, two elves and a human so far.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 3:59 pm

Another dwarf has been reserved. I am not allowing any more dwarf characters unless we get more mannish characters.

Nova · Post by **Nova** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 3:59 pm

Was it Gandalf by any chance?

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 4:02 pm

I don't know who that is.

>_>
<_<

Nova · Post by **Nova** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 4:35 pm

Story driven.

P.S. I know since I discussed it with POMC.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 4:38 pm

Yes, it will be story-driven, but I may be able to incorporate some free-form elements, if I can find a good way to introduce them.

Cardbird, the Vrokun are more akin to what I had planned. A shamanistic race.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 4:44 pm

Iberius reserved.

unokitsune · Post by **unokitsune** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 7:49 pm

Is this the rp you want me to join?

And I want to be a red head elf.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 7:51 pm

Generally, elves don't have red hair but there are, obviously, exceptions, maybe due to having a human somewhere in the blood line or just because of a mutation. So yes, you can be a red-headed elf.

Justice knight · Post by **Justice knight** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 7:55 pm

Is there allowed to be more than one of each race?
I was hoping on doing Iberius but Cardbird already reserved it.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 7:55 pm

Yes, there can be more than one of each race.

Justice knight · Post by **Justice knight** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 7:57 pm

Okay I wasn't sure because of all this reserving.
I'll get working on a sheet.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 8:00 pm

Thanks.

In the case of the elves or the dwarves, if you want more information on culture, language, history, please PM me.

Nova · Post by **Nova** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 8:25 pm

Name: Fùrin Grughbag
Age: 175
Race: Khârg
Gender: Male
Class: Barbarian
Spells: None
Weapons and Armour: Steel axe, Anydnatium chainmail + gauntlets + boots, Steel armour over that, pickaxe
History: Furin was born in Khâ, but was never one to hide. He wanted to battle, to kill. Feel the impact of his axe against his opponents. So, when he worked as a miner for a couple of decades, he worked on a tunnel in secret. After many years, Fùrin dug out to the surface and journeyed the land. After many battles fought, he journeyed the world where he is on the lookout for a new mission. And a worthy opponent.
Appearance: Furin is average height. He has a long, ginger beard which is tied into a single bundle. Long, flowing, ginger locks go down to his shoulders. He has dark, chestnut eyes and a massive scar coming down from his right eyebrow, through the nose, and finally ends at the left corner of his lip.
Personality: Fùrin is warlike, savage. He never steps down from a challenge and loves picking fights with truly anything. He is especially fond of fighting beasts many times his height. Short tempered, heavy drinker. The stereotypical dwarf. Loves to mine.

This,m is a shout out to my dear friend (who I have not met): Simon from the Yogscast! I keed, but it is very similar.

POMC S117 · Post by **POMC S117** » Thu Oct 11, 2012 8:34 pm

Al accéptus av, as the Ael'uvah would say.

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