soardlo
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1. Introduction 2. Plot 3. Races 4. Rules 5. CS ---------------Introduction---------------
The beast ran quickly, it's heart thudding as it dodged left and right through the snow and ice, rushing down the mountain. It cast it's head back once, it's antlers obscuring it's view slightly. Behind it ran 3 Northmen, weilding their axes and maintaining a short distance with it as it ran. It quickly looked back as a shout startled it and it's last sight was that of a Northman arcing through the air towards it before the man buried his axe in it's neck, the beast slamming to the ground and rolling for a bit before it stopped.
"Damn fine catch lads..." The man said with a grin, retreiving his axe.
"Hell yea!" One said with a grin.
"Works every time." A woman said with an equally large grin, punching the man on the shoulder.
"Heh, yea, now let's get this beast back to the lod-" The man started before the mountain side shook roughly, nearly throwing them all off their feet. "What in the hell is that!?" The man asked quickly, looking towards the mountain where an icy mist descended. "Avalanche?" He asked, though doubting his words as the mist was far too slow and there was no rumble to accompany it. The small hunting party moved towards it warily, holding their axes at the ready. Suddenly a group of icy creatures, hulking in size, rushed from the mist, bearing down on the hunters.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE?!" One shouted, noticing they were not of snow elve origin since there were no runes commonly found on their golems.
"NO IDEA! KILL EM!" The man shouted, charging at one.
The party fought hard, fending the beasts off, but as one died another rose until they were forced to retreat or die, and as they fled from the mountain a deep voiced being chuckled from behind the must, it's glowing eyes piercing to their very soul as they fled.
"Flee...your time will come..." It growled, grinning as the mist spread, it's icy minions materializing in the mist.
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And once again we find ourselves in Aloria, the stakes once again raised as an ancient evil awakens in the far north of the world in a continent dominated by icy tundras and hazerdous mountains. Here we find ourselves on the continent of Falorn, an icy continent home to two races of Aloria. The Northmen and the Ice Elves have lived in harmony for some time, though now something in the far north brews, stirring up confusion and troubles and pitting the two races against each other. The two races must find a way to get over these problems or fall prey to a far greater threat.
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Northmen: The hardy humans of the north, standing, on average, at 8 feet. They are heavily muscled and their culture relies heavily on hunting as a necessity and form of recreation. When coming of age a northman will go out on a solo hunt, taking down the biggest creature he can with his bare hands and returning with it's head. The bigger the creature and more dangerous it is the more respect the hunter earns. Upon completeion of their coming of age ceremony Northmen are decorated with light blue tattoos that span across their body. Northmen, once coming of age, always choose a patron animal spirit whose path they will follow through life. They choose from one of three; Wolf, Eagle, and Bear. Snow Elves: Snow elves are a race of elves that are at home in the north, their skin a pale white to blend with the snow. They are a more slender race of elves, using ice magic in combat to get by. Ice elves culture relies on beauty in nature, crafting wonderous villages within the icy tundra created by ice and snow. =Classes=
The races of (Name) each have their own set of classes.
-Northmen Classes-
Berzerker: Berzerkers are those who choose the spirit of the bear as their patron spirit animal. They are viscious in combat, working up a fiery rage as they plow through enemies in the dozens.w through enemies in the dozens.
Rangers: Rangers are Northmen who chose the spirit of the eagle as their patron spirit animal. They rely heavily on long bows to hunt and fight, taking down prey and enemies from afar.
Axe-men: Named after their signature weapon, axe-men are those who have chosen the cunning wolf as their patron spirit animal. Axe-men commonly use a variation of an axexe, the back hooked for ice climbing, the front sharpened for cutting. The commonly attack in groups, using a pack strategy like wolves themselves to take down larger beasts.
-Snow Elves classes-
Ice-warrior: Ice warriors use the cold snow and ice to their advantage, wearing little to no armor, usually just a loin-cloth, when hunting, blending in with the snow and ice. They commonly use bladed weapons as well as clubs and spears, all painted white to keep with their camoflauge.
Ice-Mage: Ice mages commonly use ice magic in combat, creating ice golems or shooting ice spikes at enemies.
------------Rules------------------ 1. Be a decent role-player; Have decent grammar, role-play well, and it would be appreciated if you made at least 2-3 sentences per post, but you don't have to. 2. Ignore ALL kinds of trolling or flame, as responding to them will only feed them and encourage them to troll/flame even more. 3. Trolling, spamming, or flaming this thread might automatically get you kicked or banned. No exceptions. 4. Yes characters die. I'm not planning on many, but there is always a possibility. 5. Put at least a little effort into your CS, we don't want non-detailed characters who have no personality. 6. Do not start RPing without being accepted by the admins. 7. Admins can add more rules if necessary, no arguing 8. No Godmodding, Overpowering, Metagaming, or Power-playing. 9. Engage in romance and cussing at your own risk. It's not our fault if you get banned. 10. Admins will be decided as the RP progresses. -------------CS----------------- Name: Gender: Age: Appearance: Race: Class: Biography: Weaponry Coming of age catch?:(if Northman) |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 06:03 PM |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 06:54 PM |
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| 06 Sep 2014 07:19 PM |
Name: Androu Callahan Gender: M Age: 28 Appearance: A stocky-built man with long, shoulder-length brown hair tied back into a pony-tail, light-blue eyes, a furrowing, long black beard, and dense, thick eyebrows. Along his check is the figure of a wolf, howling at the moon and along his cheeks are two large wolf-teeth. Race: Northmen Class: Axe-man Biography: Androu is a worthy tribe-member, being possibly the most-skilled axe-man of his age-group and an experienced hunter from youth. He has always been quick on his feet and one to strategize before-hand unlike some of his companions. Weaponry: A double-edged axe, like all the Axe-Men Coming of age catch?: A mountain lion.
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 07:20 PM |
Accepted
He is highly respected by all due to his coming of age catch, able to inspire a following if the circumstance calls for it.
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| 06 Sep 2014 07:52 PM |
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| 06 Sep 2014 08:40 PM |
Name: Gorthalyn Gender: Male Age: 53 Appearance: Though pretty old Gorthalyn retains an excellent physique being well-toned in muscularity, and about 7'8. He has grey-blue eyes, a giant of a beard reaching just above where his chest ends, with balding hair. For clothes basically imagine the Skaal winter cloaks from Skyrim Race: Northmen Class: Berzerker Biography: A great and experienced warrior due to his many years Gorthalyn is (or at least should be) a man whom many look up too. He lost his wife years ago due to a harsh winter, and his only son left for a new land and hasn't seen him since. Weaponry: A large wooden club Coming of age catch?:(if Northman) A bear (though he used a cliff to kill it which no one knows) |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 09:03 PM |
Accepted
He used to be able to rally some support when the chance arose, but with his age many look to younger people, though he still holds the same respect he earned.
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 10:56 PM |
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| 06 Sep 2014 10:58 PM |
| (I-I I have no inspiration for my final character..) |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 10:59 PM |
(Uh oh)
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Tikobe
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:02 PM |
Name: Mikamiel Cherrel Gender: Male Age: 32 Appearance: With the classic pale white skin of his kind, Mikamiel has a rather scrawny build. He wears a suit and hood made up of fox leather dyed black, with a cloak that also covers the shoulders and the top region of his chest made up of a tattered bear pelt, with the top part of it's head resting on his shoulder. His face is that of a wise man with eyes that are a pale blue, and his hair a shade of white just a noticeable tad bit darker than his skin. Beyond his long chin, no feature stands out more than the fact the tip of his right ear is missing, with some random scars near the edge. Race: Snow-Elf Class: Ice-Mage Biography: Mikamiel was always considered weird by his kind, and they are right. Even though he specializes in ice magic, Mikamiel has had a fascination with the Northmen culture, and dresses like them. He even lost a bit of his ear when he attempted to reenact their coming of age ceremony, getting into a bit of a brawl with a buck that had pushed him off the edge of a mountain, a branch from a tree hitting his ear so hard it had legitimately tore it off. Of course, Mikamiel found the buck again, and finished it off, but the sign of the battle still show. Another interesting fact about Mikamiel is that he always has a golem out, one he names Veitra, who acts as a sort of bodyguard. Weaponry: Beyond Veitra, Mikamiel has a staff made out of never melting ice, with an arc at the top that holds a bell. He calls it the Winter Heart. Coming of age catch?:(if Northman) |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:03 PM |
Accepted
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:11 PM |
Name: Junis Piper Gender: Female Age: 17 Appearance:http://www.pinterest.com/pin/365847169700352774/ Race: Northmen Class: Ranger Biography: Junis was born into a hunting family, where she was taught the arts of bow shooting at the age of six, and eventually became one of the leading hunters in her society. But age grows and she loses her interest in hunting, and instead begins the life of an adventurer. Weaponry: She utilizes a bow, which comes with specialized arrows designed to stick in an object. The arrows are used for climbing, but can prove effective against hostile forces as well, as the only way to break the arrow is to take it from the other side. She also carries rope slung over her shoulder, as well as a knife for close quarter combat. Coming of age catch?:(if Northman) Eagle.
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:16 PM |
| (She killed an eagle with just her hands? So intense, she had to have those hops.) |
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:18 PM |
| (She shot a rock at its head, and snapped its neck. More of a thinker than a fighter) |
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soardlo
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:47 PM |
(Would accept that if I hadn't specified with bare hands, as in no rocks)
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| 06 Sep 2014 11:52 PM |
| ( Fine. I guess I killed a wolf by strangling it.) |
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soardlo
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| 07 Sep 2014 10:57 AM |
K that works Let me make my character and then we can start
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| 07 Sep 2014 10:12 PM |
Name: Carnax, the man has since generally abandoned his name. He typically calls himself 'The Rager', with a near fanatical following for the way of the Bear and Berserker
Gender: Male
Age: Early twenties
Appearance: Massive, even by the standards of the Northmen, with a truly powerful build. Many of his kind rely on a mixture of brute strength and speed, but Carnax is not one of those. With a hulking frame, he is very thick and blocky, with some fat on him, but he is in good shape.
Pale skinned, his body hardened and hairy, carrying with it a multiple of callous and scars, ranging from battles with beasts to the cold breaking his skin. His hair is long, matted and a platnium blond, his cold and piercing blue eyes radiating the cold hate he has developed through his life. His square and almost overly masculine face carries with it a small and mangled beard, more for survival than cosmetic reasons.
He wears the pelt of a massive bear, as a cloak, along with a loincloth and boots of various other animal pelts. He is typically adorned with war-paint, usually the blood of the beast. He takes the way of the Berserker with the utmost pride and vigilance, as he tries to truly connect himself with the spirit bear.
Race: Northmen
Class: Berserker
Biography: A child born of hate and rage, his parents raising him in the wilds for the first of his life. Both were fanatics, forcing Carnax to live the life of beasts, intent to raise him to become one with the wild and the spirit animals. Relying on his natural instinct and brute force, he learned to study his prey, as when he was old enough to hunt, his parents would not feed him, lest he caught his meal himself. As he aged and grew strong, his mind and body forged from neglect, and the harsh cold of his home, the teen's inner anger and hate grew, his parents nurturing this as a sign of a true child of the Great Spirit Bear.
Eventually, death struck, his parents gone on a hunt to never return. The boy, found home in a nearby tribe who took him in and raised him. He anger at the world, and almost urge for violence continued him down the path of the Berserker, until he reached of age and following the tribes customs left into the wild. He eventually came back, holding the head of a beaten and bloody bear and wearing it's pelt as a cloak.
After this, hunting and training took up his time. The life of a Northman.
Weaponry: A massive war-hammer.
Coming of age catch?: Big ol' bear |
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MrVincent
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| 07 Sep 2014 10:28 PM |
| If an eagle can fly 75 mph that high in the air, there'd be no way for you to hit it unless you have the strength of a bear and intense concentration. |
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| 08 Sep 2014 03:41 PM |
Name: Ardor Gender: Male Age: Unknown Appearance: http://conceptartworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/Danny_Pak_Concep_Art_Illustration_08_polar-bear-warrior.jpg Race: Kodan Class: Berserker Biography: Ardor is a member of the Kodan Race, an ancient race of bear like beings. They, until now, resided within tunnels beneath the mountains, but a dark disturbance has drove them out of their caves, taking them for itself. Weaponry: A large battleaxe Coming of age catch?:(if Northman) N/A
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(Everyone(Except tikobe) is in a large Northman village in the depths of a mountain valley, protected from the intense cold and heated by hot springs, the ground is actually quite green with the absence of snow.)
The peak of the day had arrived as a sudden commotion caught most of the villages attention at the village entrance.
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