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Sep 28, 2017 3:28 PM #1484200
The Void Beyond the Arches RP

Introduction:
Plethoras, the plane that we all call home. Christened with five continents, it is a vast expanse of land and sea teeming with life. From there, guided by the hands of the divine above, formed the numerous races that came to conquer the material plane. Leonar, Weskoth, Broxa, Fedimia and Grissom grew nations, held empires and saw them all rise and fall. Over the millenias that pass, Plethoras ahd seen countless civilizations rise and fall.

Just above them all were the gods. The progenitors of life and all-powerful beings of the Astral Sea. There was a time when the divine walked with mortalkind but that came into an end so many eons ago and thus far, they have made little efforts to affect the material plane.

That is until the first Eternal Night when their hand was forced to aid mortalkind and in time, that too came to pass. After some time, there was a relative peace between nations.

Rules:

1. God modding is forbidden. I will kill your character on the spot if you do. It doesn't take much in a magical world to do so. This includes:

  • Using another's character without their permission
  • Doing something impossible with your character or have your character know something that he/she couldn't possibly know at the current time.

2. As much as possible, write your posts with correct grammar and be as clear as possible. You aren't the only one playing and if you can't be on Skype, this is more applicable to you since we won't be able to reach you as often as those on the chat room.

3. Editing is forbidden unless its due to these:

  • You need to fix grammar/spelling issues. Notify me.
  • You misunderstood previous posts. Notify me.

4. Do everyone a favor and read previous posts before you post yours. Everyone wants to have fun and RPing is best enjoyed when everyone connects.

Tools/Relevant Documents:
If you are interested to play, PM me and I will be sending you some Google Documents regarding the entire RP. Once you create your character from these, send them to me and I'll judge if they're okay. Once done, you can post the character here and I'll add them to the roster.

Once you're in, I'll invite you to the Skype group.
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Sep 30, 2017 11:22 PM #1484223
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This is all you savages get before we start :3
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Oct 3, 2017 5:06 PM #1484259
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The structure of her band of thieves is to be decided alongside EB
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Oct 4, 2017 6:08 PM #1484269
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Oct 5, 2017 1:24 PM #1484280
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Oct 7, 2017 3:58 AM #1484324
Name: Rudolph Mularof (Moo – la – rof)

Age: 160

Gender: Male

Race: Dwarf

Profession: Miner/Demolitionist/Safebreaker

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Oct 7, 2017 9:00 PM #1484341
OH GOD THIS ISN'T A DARK SOULS RIP OFF I SWEAR (Click to Show)
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Oct 7, 2017 11:57 PM #1484363
Mine is so terrible compared to everyone else's ;c
Name: Amon Alcatraz
Age: 60
Race: Half Elf
Talents/Skills: Amazing healing ability and can conjure durable shields (Up to 2 at a time). He is also well-experienced in the art of Bojutsu
Weapon: A light bamboo Bo Staff with a bright red ruby in the middle of the staff
Personality: He is quite chill and a bit lazy at times, sometimes refusing to heal just because he feels "tired"
Appearance: He wears a dark hooded cloak with some shorts to come along with. His face is mostly covered up by his beard he has dark grayish hair and he has bright amber eyes with a few wrinkles on his face. https://imgur.com/QD20188 Like this
Backstory: As a child, Amon was always interested in healing and conjuring shields he was also interested when a couple of monks were passing by TwinVeil the place he lived in for a part of his life. A few children went up to them and asked them to show some moves. So they challenged an Elven guard to a spar and in a few seconds quickly defeated them. Amon was impressed by this and asked them to teach him how to use a staff like how they did. The leader of the monks said "in 33 years time we will come back here and pick you up and train you in ThornFell." and so 33 years went by and Amon gained much knowledge in Healing and Shield Conjuration,he was then picked up by the monks just like they said he would and he trained with them until the age of 60.
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Oct 8, 2017 4:30 AM #1484380
Finally finished.

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Oct 9, 2017 4:35 AM #1484406
Quick reservation for a character.

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Oct 9, 2017 2:24 PM #1484413
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The moon christened the sky, its pale light shone on all of Grissom. Thornfell had expected company that day but was dishearteningly late. A storm had passed through the sea between Fedimia and Grissom, stalling the travel of the ship inbound for Venture Point. A week had passed further, and the city had sent word that the ship had been spotted bringing the storm with it.

A day later, Thornfell's rainy morning was greeted with the passing of a caravan. Several guardsmen in full plate armor had also come along, the rain didn't seem to bother them. They wore the inisgnia of Fedimia's royal family, a black siloughette of an outward spiralling dragon against a white background, emblazoned on their pauldrons and chestplate. The caravan had stopped just in front of what was Thornfell's west gate, two stone columns alongside thin trees, whose branches made an arch. Thornfell looked like the hybridization of human and elven engineering as treetops were busy with people and structure, while the bottom was filled with paved dirt roads, houses and markets.

The captain of the escort noticeable with the larger spiked crest of his helmet, converesed with the guard of the gate and nodded. He passed by the caravan and knocked on the wooden cart.

"We're here," Sir Dreimon said. "You still need to meet the mayor and the rest of your group so please, with haste. We're already late as it is."

The party of adventurers escaped the confines of the stuffy caravan and out into the wet landscape of Grissom. Splashes of mud and the gazes of the locals met them coldly. They could tell something had happened, the walls were partially struck down and quickly repaired. Smaller trees seem to have their branches torn from their trunks as well, evidences of a fire was also scattered on the stone buildings.

Sir Dreimon and the escort lead the party to the town hall, a large structure of red brick and bark, its rooftop a tight mesh of leaves and branches. Four large trees mark the main columns of the structure which, above it, lie wooden bridges hung by rope connecting to other huts. The door was opened for the party, a large red double door on a white frame.

Inside they were met with a large open space that was only filled with couches that surrounded a glass table. The walls were bare chalkwhite faces, only a few paintings of landscapes broke the monotony alongside windows. Lounging on the couches or standing, were the rest of the investigatory force that were in Grissom to begin with. Lightning flashed outside and Sir Dreimon ushered the last of the party indoors and shut the door behind them.

"I'll go get the mayor." The captain moved through the room and into a hallway and disappeared when he turned left.

FOOTNOTES:
*Those who arrived by boat from Fedimia are Marianna, Rabbit, Visage and Edward and those already in the town hall are Aurea, Rudolph, Amon, Rhea and Lera.
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Oct 9, 2017 2:31 PM #1484414
The couch squeaked and groaned under his weight as he shifted to look at who came in. The dwarf gave a simple grunt for a greeting before turning back. He brought the apple in his hand to his mouth, plucking the stalk out with his teeth. He dropped the twig into his rucksack that was sitting next to him and chomped on the apple, a resounding crunch filling the air as he cleaved through half of it. Rudolph chewed and wiped the juices that dribbled down his lip with the back of his hand before swallowing and popping the rest of the apple into his mouth.
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Oct 9, 2017 2:44 PM #1484415
Visage entered with long but leisurely strides. He was in his natural form, assuming since he would live or die with these people it would be best to keep immediate deceptions at a minimum. His clothes were crafted into a flowing and majestic set of robes, just tight enough to highly his build as well as reveal the pair of swords on his back. The blue of these clothes was so deep as to be nearly black, highlight by swirls of gold and silver thread and designs made from rubies and amber. He stood above the other members by anywhere from a few inches to well over a foot, and between his scars, swords, clothes, cloud-white eyes, and ashen white skin cut a dramatic and somewhat fearful figure.

His cudgel thumped against his left hip as he walked, swinging like a pendulum keeping time with each step. The other guests were new to him, even the ones from the boat -- he had spent most of his time with the captain of the boat in the best quarters, while the rest had resided in normal bunks and dining hall.

He moved the length of the room, then, at the other end, turned casually. This single pass had allowed him to study each of his companions in turn, albeit breifly, and get a good estimate of them. He could sense magic on a number of them, and they all were a bit...unique. Good. Unique was good.

He gave a long bow of the head and chest only, then straightened, smiling.

"Well...while we wait I suppose we should get to know each other. These may well be the last faces we see before death, so let us make them the faces of friends, or at least convivial business colleagues if a more personal acquaintance is not desired. I am Visage. My business is with people and trade -- all sorts and applications of both on all levels of society."
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Oct 9, 2017 3:18 PM #1484416
Aurea stood with crossed arms, leaning against the wall next to a window, staring through it indifferently. Poor excuse for a cloak covered her body, but it didn't take a genius to guess what was underneath it. Mostly because of the way the material rested on the pauldrons, as well as there was a helmet and a large sword beside her. She gave a brief look to those who entered, and gave a nod to bowing changeling. "Aurea..." The woman introduced herself simply, loud enough for all to hear. Her voice was...surprisingly soft however. It seemed like she wanted to say something else, but closed her mouth and her gaze was drawn by the outside again.

It's been two weeks already, and still not many answers were yielded... And although it wasn't the most preferable way, unfortunately these people were probably her best bet to get any... Or it will be just a giant waste of time unrelated to her case. Still worst case scenario she'll have a chance to observe and learn.
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Oct 9, 2017 3:26 PM #1484417
The dwarf looked from Visage to Aurea then back at Visage. He gave a slight squint before getting up, the couch releasing a sigh of relief as the wood creaked back to place. "A changeling ayy? Never liked yur type, backstabbing the lot of you." Rudolph marched up, his pickaxe slung on his back while his overcoat covered most of his bulky frame and his beard the rest. "Anyways, the name's Rudolph Mularof." He offered Visage his right hand. "Visage, that even yer real name?"
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