Swords of the Fallen (Fantasy RP)(Started Open, PM CS to GM)

[David Bjur]

Spoiler: Gnûrlon

Name: Gnûrlon


Gender: Male


Age: 42


Species: Dwarf


Appearance: A rather small nose for a dwarf, yellow very shiny eyes but with thick eyelids that pretty much covers the eyes. Strange symbols are inscribed in his forehead which are foreign so nobody can't really tell if they are real symbols or just simple rubbish. Gnûrlon tends to let his hair cover the symbols. He has high cheekbones with a tiny little red scar on the left cheek which is barely noticeable under the beard.

Weapons/Magic Spells: He has three short spears, two on his back, one in his hand. He usually throws all the spears except for one and uses it in battle.

Weaknesses: He is very, very, very, very dumb. He is easily fooled and scared of stranger dwarfes and he is very slow when it comes to running. He gets easily pissed of when people talk about the dwarwen stereotype. How can they drink so much bear when there is no sunlight for the wheat? Simple, there are no wheat and there are no beer and there are no drunken dwarfes!

Personality: He is charmingly naive and a very nice person but treated different by the other dwarfes because of his small nose and short beard. He is nice to everyone he meets and often doesn't realize that some people are his enemies. Human women tends to tell him that he's cute and he gets instantly friendzoned.

Bio: Gnûrlon grew up in a city underground so he didn't really knew what was happening above the surface. He was bullied by the other dwarfes because of his short beard and the symbols inscribed in his forehead and of course that he was practicing ranged combat under ground. This experience has given him a fear of other dwarfes.
One day he started digging his way up to the surface since he had been tricked by the bullies that he would come to a land full of gold. He realized that he had been tricked when he reached the surface but decided to stay on the surface since he didn't want to go back to the bullies.
He started travel through the country doing favors for people and started getting fame with the nickname "LittleThunder". One day he killed a mysterious winged beast that had terrorized the people and destroyed a whole village. "LittleThunder" are now waiting for the news to spread so he can get a new contract. From someone who will pay high.

 

[GrimGrimoire]

Spoiler: Drogon LeArel

Name: Drogon LeArel

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Species: Vulcan

Appearance: 6'3'' and 170 lbs, Drogon

Weapons/Magic Spells: An ornate dagger made from Vulcan steel. Frost-based elemental magic, capable of drawing humidity from the air around him and forming into ice. Weak fire-based elemental magic, mostly useful as torches and instead of flint and steel.

Weaknesses: While Drogon feels comfortable when fighting at long ranges, his near phobic fear of being hurt often disrupts his concentration when things get close. And with only a ornate dagger to defend himself in close quarters, he likes to away from the foe whenever possible.

Personality: While he at first might seem like a silent, contained and perhaps unfriendly person, this rarely the case. He might be hard to those around him, but has a strong feeling of loyalty and always values honour.
His friendship might be hard to endure at first, but always pays out in the long run.

Bio: Born and raised as the last of a old but poor house of nobles, his childhood was spent doing what he loved. Magic.
Spending most of his time in his parents library, he put social relations after pleasing his curiosity, and he never really bonded with anyone of the same age.
When he finally came of age, he enrolled at the most prestigious magical academy in Mt. Vulkan, and with that using the last of his parents money.

Where he expected to find a world of free learning, he found a academy that did not test his powers. Quickly bored with the classes teaching magic magic as it had done for ages, he dropped many classes, instead living in the library and the training grounds. It was here that he first took a liking to frost magic, a magic uncommon in the Vulcan society. With raw power and great understanding of frost spells, he became a known (and disliked) figure at the academy. In time, his mind wandered away from frost, and he had to take a choice. Work as hard as he could to graduate and become a certified mage, or risk it all in search of knowledge?
In the end, he risked it all, and lost. Trying to break into the sealed of parts of the library, he was caught and thrown out of the academy.

Although never graduating and becoming a certified mage, magic stayed his great passion as he wandered the city, going from one job to another.
And while he lacks the finesse and general knowledge of real mages, he lets his power speak for itself whenever it is needed.
Drogon can only describe what magic is to him in one way:
Casting a spell is for Drogon what writing a poem is to a poet. It tells of life and death, truth and lie, kindness and evil.

 

[Eric the Orange]

... [user]Erik the Orange[/user]...

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Hey, hey, I'm the orange one, stop jankin' my style.


... OK I'll leave now. Sorry for interrupting your game.

 

[staika]

... [user]Erik the Orange[/user]...

snip

Hey, hey, I'm the orange one, stop jankin' my style.


... OK I'll leave now. Sorry for interrupting your game.

Dude, that's hilarious XD
Who would've thought that your username's would be so close together

 

[staika]

Wow three sheets I get to judge, and I only woke up a few minutes ago XD
Well let's get to it.

Spoiler: Rena Avaril

Name:Rena Avaril

Gender: Female

Age: 7 Fae years (49 human years)

Species: Fae

Spoiler: About the Fae

The Fae of the world are much like Fairies or sprites of fantasy. All are born with an affinity to an element, usually depending on ancestry but oddballs can be born, such as a Water Fae being born into a Fire Fae's family. Appearance between the elements don't differ too much, if at all, so it's hard to tell which Fae has what affinity until they cast their spell at you or something else. One thing that is unique about each element though, is their preferred areas. Wind Fae love flying in the sky, Water Fae love swimming and Nature/Earth Fae prefer to be on the ground, normally in a spot surrounded by flowers.

Much like humans, Fae personalities differ from person to person and you will usually find as many cheerful and happy Fae as you would angry or sad Fae. Note: The plural form of Fae is Fae as well. They are generally smaller than humans with most reaching adulthood with the size of a young human teenager. Fae grow one year for every seven human years, and usually live well into the hundreds in Fae years. Most Fae are omnivorous, and will hunt game and grow vegetables but there are the odd single-type eaters out there.

The Fae are governed by the most experienced among them, many being wise elders who have vast knowledge and experience but every once and a while a young Fae will show up to prove that they are more capable of leading the group. This position is highly respected and powerful, but one must always think of the group as a whole, rather than just individuals, in order to acquire the position. Money is a foreign concept to them, as everything is given freely and more 'luxury' items are bartered for or paid for with work or a favor. While there is no religion among the Fae, they do treat the forest as one would treat a higher power, and give thanks for any bounty or harvest before eating it.

During the war, the Fae did their best to remain neutral in the conflict and only got involved in battle if their home of Dark Tree Forest was threatened. Though they remained neutral, battle came time and again, and thus many Fae were lost. After the war, the Fae secluded themselves in the forest, and only the odd one or two like Rena would stray from the forest. Rena is unique in that she has chosen to leave the forest outright in search of adventure.

Appearance: Small, agile body [http://i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo252/Nekochild08/shino2.jpg] with pure blue eyes and long, waist length 'light light red' hair. Her height is roughly 3'4" and she weighs a little under 50lbs. Attached to her back are wings made out of pure light, shaped as angel wings. On her forehead is a small horn, roughly three inches in length, much resembling a unicorn horn. She wears an animal skin dress, much like the one worn in the picture.

Weapons/Magic Spells: Bow/wooden arrows, Wind magic

Weaknesses: Physical strength: She's small and has the strength of a small child so in a contest of strength, she will be outmatched even by a human child of her own age.

Personality: Rena is a happy and cheerful child, though she also has a mischievous streak to her. If she knows that she can get away with a trick or two, she won't hesitate to pull it. She's naive about many things about the world of battle due to being born after the war but her older peers have seen and experienced it, and thus taught her to be cautious of her surroundings. She hardly listens to them though. Very much a tomboy, she's not afraid of getting her hands dirty at a hunt, and loves playing tricks on people when they least suspect it.

Bio: Rena was born and raised in the Dark Tree Forest, in which the Fae call home in harmony with the Elves. Being born after the events of the war, she was very naive about battle but as a requirement to living in the village, she was taught archery with a bow. Like all Fae, Rena also possessed an affinity of magic, in her case controlling the wind. Combining her wind magic with archery, she has become a fine hunter despite her age. Like most young Fae, she has learned to be cautious around those outside of her race, as they were prone to seeing their kind and thinking that their wings of light, or even their horns, could be valuable and harvested for a profit or some superstitious effect, like a unicorn horn ground up giving magical effects or their blood giving immortality.

Using the power of wind, she fires her arrows and uses the magic to guide the arrow to her target while also reducing the air resistance, making her arrows move faster and deadlier than if it were pushing against the air. She likes making her arrows herself, rather than getting them from the villages fletcher since she felt better knowing the arrows were her own, rather than given to her. One of her favorite spells involves concentrating a blast of wind energy into a magic rune, which is then placed on the ground. Those who step on the rune will get sent into the air by a large gust of wind.

Spoiler: ooc

Think Skyrims Rune spells.

When she's not practicing her magic or archery, Rena would often be found flying through the trees without a care in the world, or playing a trick on some of the elves or the humans that appear now and then. Her favorite trick is to manipulate the wind so that it sounds like her voice is coming from another direction, leading people not from the woods astray. She eventually leads them back, but not before she gets a good laugh.

Her life changed, for better or worse, when she heard a rumor of great fame and fortune to be made fighting the bandits of the world and claiming their stolen goods for one's own. Rena always loved a good adventure and wasn't about to pass this one up no matter what. With a quiver full of arrows, a pack full of food and a pure heart set on adventuring, she set off from her forest home and headed towards the mountains, where she had heard the bandits were based. She has no idea she's in over her head alone.

That's really good, I like what you did with the Fae as well. I shall accept you, welcome to the RP.

Spoiler: Gnûrlon

Name: Gnûrlon


Gender: Male


Age: 42


Species: Dwarf


Appearance: A rather small nose for a dwarf, yellow very shiny eyes but with thick eyelids that pretty much covers the eyes. Strange symbols are inscribed in his forehead which are foreign so nobody can't really tell if they are real symbols or just simple rubbish. Gnûrlon tends to let his hair cover the symbols. He has high cheekbones with a tiny little red scar on the left cheek which is barely noticeable under the beard.

Weapons/Magic Spells: He has three short spears, two on his back, one in his hand. He usually throws all the spears except for one and uses it in battle.

Weaknesses: He is very, very, very, very dumb. He is easily fooled and scared of stranger dwarfes and he is very slow when it comes to running. He gets easily pissed of when people talk about the dwarwen stereotype. How can they drink so much bear when there is no sunlight for the wheat? Simple, there are no wheat and there are no beer and there are no drunken dwarfes!

Personality: He is charmingly naive and a very nice person but treated different by the other dwarfes because of his small nose and short beard. He is nice to everyone he meets and often doesn't realize that some people are his enemies. Human women tends to tell him that he's cute and he gets instantly friendzoned.

Bio: Gnûrlon grew up in a city underground so he didn't really knew what was happening above the surface. He was bullied by the other dwarfes because of his short beard and the symbols inscribed in his forehead and of course that he was practicing ranged combat under ground. This experience has given him a fear of other dwarfes.
One day he started digging his way up to the surface since he had been tricked by the bullies that he would come to a land full of gold. He realized that he had been tricked when he reached the surface but decided to stay on the surface since he didn't want to go back to the bullies.
He started travel through the country doing favors for people and started getting fame with the nickname "LittleThunder". One day he killed a mysterious winged beast that had terrorized the people and destroyed a whole village. "LittleThunder" are now waiting for the news to spread so he can get a new contract. From someone who will pay high.

This is my fault but I forgot to update the OP with the dwarves description. Here it is so if you could edit it to make it fit the dwarves we will be good. I'm very sorry about that.

Spoiler: dwarfs

The dwarf is technically just a parasite, starting life as a sort of mould the dwarf infects its host and mutates them. The mutation isn?t all bad; it improves physical performance and grants serious regeneration abilities, the infection has even been known to save people from the brink of death. It also accelerates hair growth for some reason. The mould itself originates in the western swamps and can survive pretty much underwater, breathing underwater, photosynthesize and even root down to draw nourishment up from the ground are also abilities transferred with the infection.
However they condition isn?t without its down sides, the mould is known to cause personality change including increased aggression, paranoia. The dwarfs are known for producing alcohol from their skin which can be used to disorient prey.
Dwarf are often treated like lepers ostracised to prevent the infection spreading (they?d probably have been whipped out if it wasn?t for them making very good workers). The mould it?s self is physically obvious looking like a dull green fuzz with luminescent blue veins.
Recently however a few dwarfs are turning to science to build suits for them to avoid infection for other people.
The infection doesn?t seem to affect elves because their biology is too hot and dry for the mould to survive.

Spoiler: Drogon LeArel

Name: Drogon LeArel

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Species: Vulcan

Appearance: 6'3'' and 170 lbs, Drogon

Weapons/Magic Spells: An ornate dagger made from Vulcan steel. Frost-based elemental magic, capable of drawing humidity from the air around him and forming into ice. Weak fire-based elemental magic, mostly useful as torches and instead of flint and steel.

Weaknesses: While Drogon feels comfortable when fighting at long ranges, his near phobic fear of being hurt often disrupts his concentration when things get close. And with only a ornate dagger to defend himself in close quarters, he likes to away from the foe whenever possible.

Personality: While he at first might seem like a silent, contained and perhaps unfriendly person, this rarely the case. He might be hard to those around him, but has a strong feeling of loyalty and always values honour.
His friendship might be hard to endure at first, but always pays out in the long run.

Bio: Born and raised as the last of a old but poor house of nobles, his childhood was spent doing what he loved. Magic.
Spending most of his time in his parents library, he put social relations after pleasing his curiosity, and he never really bonded with anyone of the same age.
When he finally came of age, he enrolled at the most prestigious magical academy in Mt. Vulkan, and with that using the last of his parents money.

Where he expected to find a world of free learning, he found a academy that did not test his powers. Quickly bored with the classes teaching magic magic as it had done for ages, he dropped many classes, instead living in the library and the training grounds. It was here that he first took a liking to frost magic, a magic uncommon in the Vulcan society. With raw power and great understanding of frost spells, he became a known (and disliked) figure at the academy. In time, his mind wandered away from frost, and he had to take a choice. Work as hard as he could to graduate and become a certified mage, or risk it all in search of knowledge?
In the end, he risked it all, and lost. Trying to break into the sealed of parts of the library, he was caught and thrown out of the academy.

Although never graduating and becoming a certified mage, magic stayed his great passion as he wandered the city, going from one job to another.
And while he lacks the finesse and general knowledge of real mages, he lets his power speak for itself whenever it is needed.
Drogon can only describe what magic is to him in one way:
Casting a spell is for Drogon what writing a poem is to a poet. It tells of life and death, truth and lie, kindness and evil.

While I was going to say that Vulcans do not use frost magic much you made it work so I have no problems with it. You are accepted.

 

[Erik the Orange]

... [user]Erik the Orange[/user]...

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Hey, hey, I'm the orange one, stop jankin' my style.


... OK I'll leave now. Sorry for interrupting your game.

We're twins!

 

[Malyc]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

 

[staika]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

Whoops, sorry about that XD

There we go I added it

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Yay accepted! Should I add you to skype too Staika? I've added Erik already, just waiting for confirmation. ^^

 

[staika]

Yay accepted! Should I add you to skype too Staika? I've added Erik already, just waiting for confirmation. ^^

Yeah you can go ahead and add me, I'll make a skype group for the RP later.

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Okies! I've added you to my list. Can't wait to roleplay as Rena. Will we start out our own seperate ways, and meet through the strings of fate, or just as a group from the start?

 

[Malyc]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

Whoops, sorry about that XD

There we go I added it

Good man. Also, my mic doesn't work with my laptop for some reason, so skype wont work for me.

 

[staika]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

Whoops, sorry about that XD

There we go I added it

Good man. Also, my mic doesn't work with my laptop for some reason, so skype wont work for me.

We are going to text chat since I don't have a good mic

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

No need for a mic. There's IM's in Skype as well. That's my primary use for it. XD We're just using the IM part right?

 

[Erik the Orange]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

Whoops, sorry about that XD

There we go I added it

Good man. Also, my mic doesn't work with my laptop for some reason, so skype wont work for me.

I think Jeff (staika) just wanted to use the IMing part for this, so you're good!

 

[Malyc]

Well alrighty then. I guess I didn't know skype had an im function, so...

 

[staika]

Well alrighty then. I guess I didn't know skype had an im function, so...

To be honest I didn't either until Erik got me into skype XD

 

[Erik the Orange]

Okies! I've added you to my list. Can't wait to roleplay as Rena. Will we start out our own seperate ways, and meet through the strings of fate, or just as a group from the start?

I'm pretty sure Staika wanted to start us off as a newly created group, but he doesn't tell me everything so I'll just wait to see his plan haha.

 

[staika]

Hey guys, why you no have my character on accepted list?

Whoops, sorry about that XD

There we go I added it

Good man. Also, my mic doesn't work with my laptop for some reason, so skype wont work for me.

I think Jeff (staika) just wanted to use the IMing part for this, so you're good!

I was going to say "You fool don't use my real name" But then I remembered my full name is in my profile XD

 

[Malyc]

Well alrighty then. I guess I didn't know skype had an im function, so...

To be honest I didn't either until Erik got me into skype XD

That makes sense, I guess. Also, it just occured to me that this Fantasy RP thing would be a good way to get the thread-with-1000-posts badge if it lasts long enough.