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Re: Daltau (fantasy-medieval RP)
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DaxDymos
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| 09 Oct 2012 12:34 PM |
Story:
Daltau, a world created by Abrac, God of the Sky, in the beginning of times. He came down from Galine, the heavenly city, on a Golden bridge called Azei. He shaped the planet as a orb, putting waters and earth upon it. The first race of man, the Satyrians were created in the early days. They were highly intelligent, and built the first civilization together, naming it Erteir. The Satyrian word for "Blessed Lands of the Gods". The Satyrians were the same as modern man, just much more intelligent and advanced. They were shaped the same, and looked the same. They discovered Dragons, and taught them their language. They were allies with the ferocious beasts, until one day they had a war. The Satyrians were no more, and the Dragons were extinct. Abrac shed a tear. The second race of man, the Etiren were created after the Dragons were slain. They built new civilizations, new technologies, but at a slower rate than the Satyrians. They knew less, but it was for the good. The more they knew, the more dangerous it would be for them. In the heart of Erteir, Leham was raised as the capital of the lands. The Jade Citadel, was a village at the entrance to Leham. It was guarded by the rangers of Leham, and the barricades. A large wall stood in-between the Jade Citadel and Leham. Across the lands, hundreds of civilizations were formed. One day, a man was born to a poor family in Dardea. He was raised a normal life until his father is killed by a man named Igend. When he grew older, he hunted down Igend and his family, slaughtering them and gaining his revenge. He turned evil, knowing nothing more than the ability to kill and hunt. He obtained power and strength, and as he grew corrupt he became a villain in the eyes of the world. He built himself a Palace from Titanium in Mel, and took the title of Sieylr, Lord of Death. Gerey Cane, a powerful old man alligned with Leham, gathered many men of the world together to form an alliance, the Golden Circle, given the one task of killing Sielyr. Who's side will you join? Will you be a minion of Sielyr? Or will you join the Golden Circle?
Rules:
No godmodding, No mary sue/gary sue, No unrealistic characters, No modern characters, No modern technology, No teen characters, No vampires, AND NO T-SHIRTS! Plus ROBLOX rules.
If you read all these rules, post "For Abrac, Shield and Clan" at the bottom of your CS.
You have to build your character from scratch, and you cannot start as a powerful character. Admins are given the ability to play a major character at the start.
World places, and races (to be expanded);
Places in Daltau:
Country of Erteir: Leham, Eulon, Vacne, Melbeir, Denen, Keseir, Dakne, Polace Country of Dardea: Barge, Denius, Canston, Malphisu, Pare, Tane, Fate, Morelend Country of Damura (land of the Orcs): Plains of Blood and Glory, (a cave/lair) Darkknelvt, Theamor, Mount Nulukkhar Country of Porthca: Keyhill, Forest of Gerey, Ersmoor, Ersmoor River, Gerey Stronghold Country of Telnier: Dera, Tnait, Bards River, River of Blood, Homelands Country of Segre: Calkine, Dasmei, Grendail, Maswich Country of Fanores: Takwiel, Cane, Moresh Country of Mel: The Forest of Wolves, Seiylr's Palace
Races of Goblin: Orc, Telniern, Greant and Fansh
Races of Man: Dardean, Ertein, Eulonic, Denean, Porthcan, Segrean, Melor Places in Galine:
District of Light: Mayi, Neli, Hal, Eni Dining Hall: Abrac's Palace
Races of Spirits: Wisps, Souls, Ghosts, Etheren
Places in Aelphes, the underworld:
Torture Chambers, Holding Cells
Timelines will be posted next. A quick description of years is that BDS, means before the dragons were slain ADS, after dragons were slain. The current year is 5216 ADS.
Character Sheet:
Name: Race: A.ge: Birthplace: Current Location: Weapons: Appearance: Clothing: Faction: Title: Personality: Bio:
(title is optional, and so is personality and bio. write 'gerey' or 'sieylr' under faction.)
My first character sheet (will have more):
Name: Sieylr Race: Dardean A.ge: 28 Birthplace: Denius, Dardea Current Location: Sieylr's Palace Weapons: A dozen throwing knives, Fansh engraved shortsword, Crossbow, a quiver full of Crossbow bolts. Appearance: Smooth, youthful face, with high cheekbones. His deep, green eyes are squinted at most times. His neck-length hair is raven black, and neatly combed. He has a muscular build, and he's 5'11 tall. Clothing: Black wool coat that comes down to his knees in length. He wears a black cloth button up shirt, black cloth pants, and black boots underneath his coat. His coat has a hood that he usually wears over his head. He has a silver mask he covers his face with. Faction: Sielyr Title: Lord of Death Personality: Evil, and corrupt. He is very intelligent, and watches his surroundings. He hungers for more power.
For Abrac, Shield and Clan
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DaxDymos
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| 09 Oct 2012 12:42 PM |
Second Character Sheet:
Name: Gerey Cane Race: Ertein A.ge: 68 Birthplace: Leham, Erteir Current Location: Aegelm Palace in Leham Weapons: A long, oaken staff with a blade attached to the end. A homemade weapon. Usually paired with his shield. Appearance: His face is wrinkled, rough and aged. His face is more square than round. His bright red eyes shine in the sunlight. His short, gray hair, is rough and unmanaged. He has a thick beard around his chin. He has a muscular build, and is 6'1 tall. Clothing: A white cloth buttoned shirt, with a thick leather vest worn over it as armor. His leather pants and boots are worn as armor, as well. Faction: Gerey |
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DaxDymos
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| 09 Oct 2012 12:56 PM |
Gerey
I walk ahead, approaching the High Lord at his throne. I kneel at his feet. "Greetings once again, Sir Aegelm. I've returned to inform you that the Golden Circle is in recruiting. We've sixty foot soldiers so far, and steadily rising." I say. Lord Aegelm stands from his throne, looking down at me. "Good. But I expected none less from you, Cane. You've never failed me. When Helre was wounded back in Darkknelvt you were there to heal his wounds. If the raid would have been a failure, it would have lead to the end of our homelands, Erteir." He replies. General Markel stands nearby, walking over to him. He unsheathes his sword, handing it over to the High Lord. He accepts the sword, placing the flat edge of the blade onto his shoulder."You've served me well. I, High Lord Francent Aegelm, bestow upon you, the title of General of Leham." He says. Across my face, a smile is present.
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| 11 Oct 2012 10:47 AM |
Sielyr
Seated in my palace, I look around. I sigh, bored to death of being alone in the middle of nowhere. I pick up my robes, dressing into them. I place my mask over my face, throwing my hood over my head. I walk outside, and stand. I thrust my hand forward, and focus. In one single moment, a white flame sparks from my hand, shooting at a speed faster than light, ripping an oak tree in half. Smoke rises from the center of the tree as it burns. I smirk, pulling my hand back and lowering it to my side. |
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DaxDymos
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| 11 Oct 2012 11:02 AM |
Timeline I:
From 100,000 BDS to 97,000 BDS The Delver Period.
Serious events:
The Discovery of Dragons in 100,000 BDS. Construction commences on the city of Delver in 100,000 BDS. Creation of Clubs in 100,000 BDS. Creation of Spears in 100,000 BDS. Creation of Leather Clothing in 100,000 BDS. Within five years, daggers and bows were created.
To be expanded.
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spicey123
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| 23 Oct 2012 03:23 PM |
| Sounds like fun, I'll make a CS is this isn't dead. |
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DaxDymos
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| 01 Nov 2012 03:42 PM |
Sielyr
I bend my elbow to a 90 degree angle, holding out three fingers on my right hand. I flip my hand upside down. A strange purple glow arises from my hand and I exhale. It flutters in the air, falling to the ground and creating a strange aura. The ground glows purple in a circle. I levitate, closing my eyes and meditating. I focus for a few moments, chanting a spell, one of the Old Fansh tongue. |
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| 01 Nov 2012 03:50 PM |
Name: Saik Horion Race: Ertein A.ge: 23 Birthplace: Leham Current Location: Leham Weapons: 1 tattoo on each palm, his left hand having the Rune of Death and his right hand having the Rune of Life tattooed on it. He can cast spells with these. Also carries a small dagger hidden in his clothes at ALL times. Appearance: A tall, slightly tanned man standing at 1.90 meters. He has short, messy brown hair and green eyes. He also has a birthmark on his left upper arm, this mark resembles a paw. Clothing: Saik is not a man of robes. He finds them to limiting, and prefers the mobility of his clothing. He wears a dark brown shirt with short sleeves,light brown pants belted at his waist. He also wears black boots. Faction: Gerey / Golden Circle Title: / Personality: Quickly agitated, loyal to friends and family. Bio: TBR, pl0x. Don't feel like writing one now.
"For Abrac, Shield and Clan!" |
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| 01 Nov 2012 03:51 PM |
| (So is this modern times? Or not? Because it's kind of confusing. I went with sort of all ages clothing but I'd like to change it once I know the age.) |
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| 01 Nov 2012 03:53 PM |
| (Modern times for clothing, I know we can't have tech but what about style of buildings, etc.) |
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DaxDymos
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| 01 Nov 2012 03:59 PM |
(Sorry for late reply.)
@TerrifyingObject,
The buildings are reminiscent of that seen in Italy, the clothing is anything medieval. |
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DaxDymos
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| 01 Nov 2012 04:01 PM |
Third Character Sheet:
Name: Parius Deniah Race: Orc A.ge: 30 Birthplace: City of Theamor, Damura Current Location: The Forest of Wolves Weapons: A heavy bronze war axe given to him by the Warchief of his tribe. Appearance: A gray-eyed beast, standing 7 foot and weighing 400 pounds of pure muscle. Long cracked fangs run down his protruding chin. He has a long black goatee kept in a red tie holder. Clothing: Casually he wears leather rags, but he's usually equipped with bronze armor that covers his head and chest, with a red cape. Faction: Uctgar Wartribe Personality: A short-tempered fighter, well known for his ruthless and brutal in his ways. Isn't very intelligent, though.
Bio to be written.)) |
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| 01 Nov 2012 04:07 PM |
Parius
I make my way through the trees, slowly. I step on a twig, snapping it, and a wolf charges at me. I swing my axe at it's neck, and it's head flies off. I keep moving, sheathing my axe. I see a strange purple glow, and begin to feel disoriented. |
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DaxDymos
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| 01 Nov 2012 04:16 PM |
| bump bump bump bump bump bump bump bump bumpsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss |
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| 02 Nov 2012 03:23 AM |
(My clothing will be the same, and I live in a small shack on the edge of a forest, if possible.)
Saik Horion
I closed my eyes and concentrated deeply. The Rune of Death was glowing. I pushed my palm forward, it aimed at my cloth and hay dummy. A black ray ejected from the Rune, burning off a piece of the cloth, but sadly nothing more. "Hmph. I need to train harder if I want to be able to defeat Sielyr." I stepped away from my training range, and picked up my bow and arrows (which were stored in a quiver) that I had bought for hunting. |
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| 02 Nov 2012 01:48 PM |
| (Okay cool, sorry for late reply. You live on the outer edge of Leham in a shack, in the forests. BTW muskets and flintlocks, or other weapons of the type are allowed.) |
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| 02 Nov 2012 01:56 PM |
Gerey Cane
I walk down the long stretch of hall, taking a door on the left. The armory. I walk in, looking around. After changing into the Armor of the Leham Guard, I load a brace of pistols, strapping them on. I also take a fowling piece. |
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| 02 Nov 2012 02:03 PM |
Another Character Sheet (lol):
Name: Noren Sevain, uncountable aliases Race: Etheren/Variable A.ge: 1000+/Variable Birthplace: Galine Current Location: Leham
Additional Information:
A very, very powerful druid capable of telekinesis and shape-shifting |
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| 03 Nov 2012 10:51 AM |
(I hope more people will join...)
Saik Horion
I spotted a wild boar in the open field in the middle of the forest. I crouched behind the bush, got out an arrow and readied my bow. I quickly jumped up, and shot the arrow right in the boar's stomach. It fell down with a squeal. "A fine shot." I muttered. |
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| 08 Feb 2013 08:50 PM |
Name: X'alot'chtl Race:Ertein A.ge:19 Birthplace: Leham Current Location: The Forest of Wolves Weapons: staff, vine rope, bronze claws clasped around ankles. Appearance: short, thin, very small frame. half foot long black hair, thick and straight. tanned skin. Clothing: poncho with brown breaches. Faction: none, outcast. Title: none Personality: reserved, quiet, agile but slow and steady to act. Bio: almost died when his village burned down in a volcano eruption. managed to survive on his own at 1 year of age. patrols parts of the forest for a small commission payed for by the city. |
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