{Ooc} Alright. I'm starting up a medieval/fantasy role-play. Thus implying there will be: swords, magic, dragons, demons, angels and the like. Anything that’s considered fantasy will be in this role-play. But first let me open up with the rules.

1)No god moding.Meaning:No making your character flawless.

2) No controlling another player character or important non-player character. This is a no no. If you wish to shake someone’s hand, then you do something along the lines of 'Extends his/her hand out in an offer to shake 's hand'. Kay?

3)I ask you have at least two paragraphs or a very ample on. I will offer a total of five warnings to anyone who does not meet this requirement, after which I will ask you to leave. If you feel you could use help, feel free to message me and I'll do what I can.

4)Keep out of character statements/questions/remarks to a minimal.

5)I will not allow anyone to play a full demon, celestial or dragon. Half breeds however are allowed.

6) Fighting will be allowed. But no autoing. Autoing meaning you can't say you hit. Much like rule number two, your opponent decides what hits and what doesn't. Message me if you have any questions and I will elaborate.

Alright. Now that the rules are down, I'll place the character sheet up.
Name(Full):
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Class:
Country/City of Birth:
Profession:
Appearance:
Background:
Patron/Diety:

Here's a list of the Dietys to worship:Seishirou;God of Magic. Hitomi;Goddess of Fighters,Beauty and Strength. Hasmuel:God of the Elves and the Elements. Sasha;Goddess of Creation and Druids. Lathian;God of the Night. Heironeous;God of War. Nerull;God of Death. Vecna;God of Destruction Lucrecia;Goddess of Life Io;God of all dragons Bahamut;God of Metalic Dragons Tiamat;Goddess of Chromatic Dragons Timplo;God of Crystaline Dragons

Now for a list of the races.
Humans: You’re most basic and most common race. Humans gain no benefit of being played but they don't get any negative's either.

Elves:A common race commonly found within the High Forest of Lathian or any forest. Elves are graceful and agile yet are quite weak and frail. Elf sub-races:Wood,High,Drow,Sea and Half-Elf.

Dwarf: A common race found within the Dwelve Haksh or any mountain. Dwarfs are naturally short and slow, yet very sturdy and hardy. Dwarf sub-races Deogar and Stone.

Halflings: A race found within any large city. They mainly serve as entrepreneurs of some sort. Halflings are short, slow and not the strongest of the races yet they are agile and sneaky.

Gnome: A race with the innate ability to cast magic, specifically Illusions. Again, a short and weaker race, yet excel in being charismatic and being quite intelligent.

Half-Celestial: Half-Celestials are offspring’s of angels that have mated with any other race. Half of them have wings, but most have lighter shaded hair and eyes with a slight gold or white tint to the skin.

Half-Demons: Like half-celestials, half-demons are the offspring’s of demons who have mated with another race. Half of them have wings, but most have small horns and a minor red tint to the skin with darker shaded eyes and hair.

Half-Dragons: Half-Dragons are the offspring of dragons who have mated with any other race. Most have wings, and have hair, eyes and skin tones related to their corresponding dragon. There are: Metallic Dragons which are good. Chromatics which are evil. And Crystalline Dragons which are usually neutral.
Metallic Dragons: Gold, Silver, Brass.Bronze, and Copper.
Chromatic Dragons: Red, Blue, Black, White, and Green.
Crystalline Dragons: Amethyst, Diamond, Sapphire, Emerald, and Ruby.



Now. Information about the world.
{Dasixus}
The realm of Dasixus is made up of five primary nations: The Human nation;Alundra. The Elven Nation;Lathian. The Dwarven Nation; Dwelve Haksh. The Orc and Goblin Nation:Loushka. And the Underdark. The world itself is an island, completely surrounded by water on every side, with an ocean between it and Ayenee. A decade ago Ayenee and Dasixus went to war against one another, with all of Dasixus nations participating except the Underdark. The war lasted almost six years until the Blood Five, Dasixus' mighty rulers, entered and ended the war in a mere week where upon Ayenee requested a Non-Aggression treaty. Now things are at peace, and have been for two hundred years, save for the minor raids by the Underdark and the Orc/Goblin Nation. Yet things are beginning to stir again, and this is where it all begins.

Deep within castle Vilitrix, the Blood Five slept within their perspective rooms. Save one. Seishirou, the leader and founder of the Blood Five. He stood upon his balcony, over looking the sea. Raven hued, silk like hair swayed at the winds ever beck and call. His single honey brown orb stared forth blankly, almost as thought it too were blind. He concentrated on the continent across the sea. Pulling himself from this world, he allowed his mind to scan over that of the king’s chambers. There he spotted a map. A map of Dasixus. And the kings lead general. The faint sound of voices fluttered through out the room. He was only able to catch a few words. 'This...they...lose.' And at that exact moment, Seishirou quickly entered his body again.

That next morning, four of the Blood Five entered the Conference Chamber. First there was Hitomi,a human female. Wife of Seishirou, and renowned swordsmen. She wore nothing more than a simple violet shaded dress, with her ash silver hair pulled back and tied into a bun. Then Seishirou,a human male. Their ruler and founder. Legend for his unimaginable power over Illusions. He typicalled dressed in his red and black ceremonial kimono, bearing his large scythe over his shoulder. Then there was Hasmuel, the elven Elementalist. A legend among his people. His hair and eyes wildly changing like that of fire. Sasha, the Half-Celestial Druid. It was thanks to her they could create Dasixus, and due to such she was worshiped as the Goddess of Creation.

"I see 'he' isn't here again!" Sasha exclaimed, speaking of their fifth member. She nestled down within her chair, pulling her forest green hood up further.

"Is he ever here, darling?" Hasmuel questioned, cocking a brow.

"I told you to quit calling me that!" Sasha yelled, standing to her feet, her hands slamming onto the table as she glared at the man.

It was then the blade of a scythe broke their gaze. "I didn't call you two love birds here so I could listen to you fuss." Seishirou's voice was soft, almost feminine. Lifting his scythe back to his shoulder, he took his seat next to Hitomi. "Ayenee is planning on a war against us." He spoke the words a matter-a-factly.

"Mortals will never learn." Hasmuel stated as though he were some god. "I guess we need to prepare?"

"No..." Seishirou muttered, standing to his feet. "Let mortals deal with mortal affairs." With that said he left.


It has been nearly a full month now since that day, and all is still at peace. But for how long will it stay that way?

{Ayenee}

The Ayenee kingdom was founded by Lord Leokul Urthadar. He was the father of Lord Graian who led the kingdom into war in the first Great War. The war lasted almost six years until the Blood Five entered. Before this The battles were quick with Ayenee winning battle after battle with hope in sight. But as all good things, this came to an end. Within the first week of the Blood Five entering the war, Ayenee lost thousands of its troops. Finally Graian was forced to accept defeat and ask for a Non Aggression Pact to be signed. After the Non-Aggression Treaty signing, things entered a time of peace for two hundred years. The Kings that followed Graian were all loved by the people, mostly do to the fact that no major wars were in sight with Dasixus.

Except that the current king of Ayenee, Lord Frudak is plotting with his top generals to strike Dasixus in a surprise attack leading his armies across the boundary in trading ships and missionary groups, and large groups of pilgrims.

The armies have been split up in different missions. The largest army will attack cities near the capital. While the armies of Dasixus are busy with this army. Two smaller ones will enter the capital and burn in down, thus leading the blood five to hopefully pull the main force back to defend the capital. Finally if the plan succeeds the King of Ayenee must strike with surprise on his side, if the plan fails anywhere it will be certain death him and Ayenee

Name (Full): Lord Eldak Serpenthelm
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Necromancer
Country/City of Birth: Dasixus
Profession: Potion making
Appearance: Eldak looks beyond his years by many. He has silvery hair and a thin pale body with icy blue eyes. He seems to be dieing from disease but yet is perfectly healthy. He wears a simple black cloak with red trim.
Background: Eldak has once a simple man who lived with his family in Dasixus. After his wife died he went to a local witch to see if she could bring her back from the dead. The witch declined to raise her but gave Eldak a book. He read the book many times over learning everything he could that was not writing in strange runes that he had never seen before. After creating a circle just like the book told him to, he summoned up his wife’s spirit. She became a banshee who attacked and almost killed him. She did kill their daughter and finally Eldak broke the summoning and she went back to being dead again. He then got revenge against the witch who gave him the book, but before she died she cursed him to look like death itself. He took up potion making also to try to cure his curse, but has not found anything that would help him yet.
Patron/Diety: Lathian

Very nice, OriginalVampire. Accepted.

Name(Full): Alexander Shoyji
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Half Demon
Class: Warrior
Country/City of Birth: Ayenee
Profession: Mercenary
Appearance: Alexander is around 7'4" and has raven black hair with large red eyes. He has a dark tan and a birthmark like a skull on his right arm. He wears simple leather armor and leather pants. He has steal-toe boots to match. Has a giant claymore that he uses.
Background: Alexander's mother was raped by a demon. His father, his mother died at his birth and so he was orphaned. No parents would take him in because of his dark skin and horns. When he turned 18 he was declared free and had to leave his orphanage. He became a thief to survive and killed more then a few people. He later met a man who was a captain in the Ayenee army. He took him in and trained him to use the biggest sword that he could find. It still only looks like a long sword in the hands of Alexander and his giant form.
Patron/Diety: Heironeous

Good job Superbob. Approved.

Name(Full): Arya Kellsone
Age: 16
Gender: female
Race: half-celestial
Class: rouge
Country/City of Birth: Arenee
Profession: theif
Appearance: Arya has an innocent, clueless aura surrounding her and many people mistake her for a child. She has light, almost white, silver hair held up loosely in two low pig tails and speckled green caramel eyes. Dressed in mostly earthy tones most people wouldn't think to look twice at her in a large crowd.
Background: Arya was forced to look out for herself at a young age because of her neglecting parents. She spent her first six years out on the streets living with a group of child beggers whose only means of survival was thievery. At the age of thirteen she was renouned for her mischevious spirit and was a very convincing actress to top it all off. She has no interest in Arenee's politics and couldn't care less about what happens outside the kingdom.
Patron/Dietey: Hitomi
Hope that works...

Name(Full): John Tyler the Third
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Wizard
Country/City of Birth: Dasixus
Profession: Librarian
Appearance: John has a bark-like brown hair, with hazel eyes. He wears his family’s colors of blue and green on his wizard robe and a light blue pointy wizard hat. John also has his family ring on with their symbol of a diamond dragon.
Background: John comes from a long line of battle wizards which the Blood Five has called on in major wars to support their many armies.
Patron/Diety: Seishirou

Very good you guys! Both of you are accepted!

I don't mean to nitpick, but I did state in the RP Creation Rules that:


I wish that the OOC at least be a little less of a headache to read before I move this roleplay to the main forum. Use proper spacing and punctuations, please. And clean up some of the sentences to make it easier to understand. Like this one, "It has been two and a half ten day since that day", I don't understand if it's two and a half days, or ten days.

I know the rules don't extend to profiles, but it's better if profiles have proper usage of English too.

Well, I don't know if it's too late to submit a character, but:

Full Name: Raphael Masque
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Fencer
Country/City of Birth: Alundra
Occupation: Mask Maker/Story Teller
Appearance: His eyes are green, though he is quite often wearing a mask, his hair is naturally brown, though he keeps it dyed bright red to make himself more memorable. He’s 6’1” with a thin build that tends toward athletic more than strength. He typically wears brightly colored, loose fitting clothing. Anything to get other people to notice him. He carries a thin sword, and though his first choice is never to use it, he is a decent swordsman. He has a large backpack filled with, and covered with masks. He has a mask for almost every occasion, though the ones he has readily available change depending on what he thinks he’ll need. He also carries provisions as necessary
Background
Family: Father - Henry Masque, Happy Mask Shop owner and proprieter
Mother - Anna
Sister - Wren, 17

Raphael had what some would describe as a nearly perfect childhood, with the only exception being that his father would be gone for long periods of time, searching the world for new and different masks, or inspiration for the creation of new masks. His father had his shop in Dasixus, and Raphael grew up around masks. When Raphael was three years old, while Henry was on one of his sojourns, Anna gave birth to a girl. Even though he was only three years old, Raphael was given a lesson in responsibility, and he would maintain that sense of accountability for his entire life.
Raphael and his sister, Wren, grew up with masks as their toys, and though their father was gone for long periods of time, when he was home, he more than made up for his absences. Raphael was never for want of much, because his father was one of the best mask makers in Dasixus, and his masks always sold well, especially at the time of the major festivals. Thus Raphael grew up with values that would keep him true to a good path in life.
As he grew up, he learned from his father the delicate art of making masks. Whenever his father came home with new masks, Raphael and Henry would spend hours each day in silence, doing nothing more than making copies of each mask. Eventually Raphael took to his father’s mission and has been scouting the world since looking for new inspiration, even joining mercenary groups in order to search for more fearsome or dangerous inspiration.
Patron/Deity: Hitomi

Nope its not to late to late to join. Approved ^^

Well this seems like a good fantasy roleplay for me to start out at. Good way for me to work off my roleplay rust hehe.


Name: Byrd Lightfeather
Age: Roughly 700 (Appears to be in his mid twenties)
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Class: Fighter
Country/City of Birth: Turrios Forest
Profession: Town Guard

Appearance:

He has white hair, parts of it clumped together in tight braids. Most of his hair falls to the middle of his neck with only a few thicker strands of white hair touching his eyebrows. His eyes are a teal color and much like his hair he wears all white. Byrd wears light weighted clothing, made of a soft cloth material. He has a long sleeved shirt which keeps to his body, along with white silk pants. He also wears short, white colored boots and has two identical small scythe's on both of his hips. They are in two white leather sheathes which are hooked onto his belt of the same color.

Background:

He lived in his native forest for much of his life, however he had lost his older brother from war. Having played the role of a hunter most of the time for his village, his father gave him his brother's weapons, two twin scythes. Furious with what happened to his brother, once he got the news, with his brothers weapons he went out to finish what his fellow kin started. Of course, this was against the village's wishes, therefore he was not permitted to leave. While this only made Byrd angrier, he stayed out of respect for his kin and his father. However, after the war, he grew tired of staying cooped up in the woods and wanted to experience different things instead of being sheltered forever. Once again, his father would not permit it, but he no longer cared and left anyway, equalling exile for himself. Not looking back he puts his weapons to good use as a local town watch to keep monsters and criminals away from innocent people.

Personality wise, Byrd is a very angry fellow. This can surprise a good amount of people since Elves have often been thought to be kind, soft spoken individuals. Byrd at the very least, is the opposite. He is easily angered and will rarely back down from any fight, no matter how dire it may be. While he can be a bit difficult to deal with at times, his heart is in the right place and will do what he feels he needs to, to protect other people's lives. However, he does hold a large grudge towards most other races and it can be difficult for him to befriend many people out of large mistrust.

Patron/Diety: Hasmuel

Wow never seen two identical small scythes as weapons before. Sounds cool

Approved. ^^

Hehe, I look forward to using them. XD

I hope this RP starts soon, as I said, I haven't RPed in awhile so I'm afraid I may be a bit rusty.

If you really want to get the RP going bug Seluna. ^^

All she needs to do is move it the main page.

All of you have done a very good job. I s'pose now all we need is for Seluna to decide whether or not this rp needs to be sent to the main forum.

So how do we encourage Seluna to move this to the main forums?

All she has to do is get on and move it. We have everything the rules state so its just a matter of when she checks the incubation forum again.

Also you could PM her if you "really" wanted to.

No...Don't bother Seluna...

I had absolutely no intention of doing so. I know better than to provoke mods.

Much better now, though if there's spacing added behind the commas and semi-colons, it would be even better. I really don't mean to make things difficult, but I have a problem with things that aren't easy to read.

Anyway, with that said, I'll the move the topic. Next time, please be a bit more patient. I can only come online during some weekdays nights (when I'm not busy or tired), and weekends. Even if you flood my PM, I still cannot respond as quickly as you guys want. And if you do flood my PM, I will be terribly unhappy, and I'll really nitpick then.

My apologies, I just really wanted to get into RPing, as I've been kind of starved of it recently.

Yes well Apathy is having me do the first post so when I'm done with that everyone can start posting.

Sorry its taking longer then I thought. ^^

-OriginalVampire

Not too late to join, right?

Name(Full): Shamus MacManus
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Country/City of Birth: Alundra; Dasixus
Profession: Town Guard Captain
Appearance: Is precisely six feet tall. Has short blonde hair, cut very close to his scalp. Possesses a pair of deep blue eyes, with thick eyebrows and a sharp nose. He wears leather armour, and only chain and plate mail if necessary on top of his usual set of clothing - a set of black long-sleeved shirt, trousers and boots. Carries a greatsword on his back.
Background: Raised as the son of a military officer, he was trained in combat arts and in etiquette for formal occasions from a young age. His father saw talent in him, and sent him for further training at the military camp he was in charge of. He was then stationed at the town guard at a reasonably populated town near the capital city, where he rose to have a team of guards to command.

Was trained to use almost all sorts of weapons, but has a specific preference for the balanced power and agility of a greatsword.

Patron/Diety: Heironeous


Name(Full): Bridget MacManus
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Country/City of Birth: Alundra; Dasixus
Profession: Shamus' subordinate officer
Appearance: Like her brother Shamus, she possess blonde locks of her own, and has the same deep blue eyes. Her hair reaches beyond her shoulder, but is usually tied into a ponytail behind her back. Wears a black jacket over her white shirt and trousers. Carries an aspis and shortsword.
Background: Bridget was trained alongside her brother Shamus, at her own insistence; she did not want to be left behind while her dear brother went to other towns as part of his duty as a town guard captain. And as such, she was trained in the same way as he, and she did not relent despite being given many chances to leave the camp. She wanted to be by her brother's side, fighting alongside him despite knowing the dangers involved. And she proved her worth with the aspis and shortsword, her favourite combination of equipment out of all the kinds she was trained to use. The round aspis provided good protection and hid the shortsword from view, preventing the opponent from telling where the attack would come from. The shield itself was also a weapon, being solid and heavy enough to bash in someone's skull. Few males of her age who tried to take her on could come anywhere close to hitting her, much less harming her. She experimented as well, with different weapons that could be used with one hand while the other held the aspis.

And so, she was sent along with Shamus to the same town, and now serves as his bodyguard and subordinate officer.

Patron/Diety: Hitomi

Sweet. First and Second Character approved. ^^

Name: Thrill Deceit

Age: Doesn't much care, so he lost track, looks about 17 though.

Gender: Male

Race: Half-Celestial/Drow

Class: Druid

City of birth: The underdark, somewhere unknown

Profesion: Herbalist, alchemist

Appearance: He is about 7' 10" tall, and weighs about 200lbs. He is solid muscle, (not to a point of grossness, only to a point of cuteness) though skinny, and is extremely quick on his feet. He has long Silvery, with a sky blue tint. He has it grown out long, and held back in a braided pony tail. He also has a medium lengthed gottee, and no mustache. His eyes look like the night sky, his pupil the moon, the rest of his eyes appear to be stars and that eternal darkness that we know as space. His fingers are long and medium width, his toes of normal length. Most of his body is pretty much hairless except his face and head. He usually wears lighter clothing to match the color of his hair.

Background: Abbondoned in the underdark, and found by a small clan of pwerful Druids, this boy didn't collect much in his life, other than the knowledge of the ways of the Druid. Since he mother(the drow) abbondoned him, Thrill has always been a bit of an adrenaline junky. Okay, a big adrenaline junky, but still. With the mighty three drow that found him, always watching him, Thrill had a kind of boring life. Though it was worth it for his might he gained as a druid at such a young age.

Diety: Sasha

Name(Full): Alisha Lourond

Age: 29

Gender: Female

Race: Halfling

Class: Warlock

Country/City of Birth: Dortha, Anyenee

Profession: Merchant

Appearance: Alisha is 4'3", has hazel eyes and a violet hair color which some say is dyed. She wears only the most luxurious silks. She has a ring on each of her tiny fingers with different stones in each.

Background: Alisha is the daughter of a incredibly powerful noble in one of the underground kingdoms of the Halflings. She was spoiled without mercy and had everything she ever wanted. She learned magic to become get things which she herself. Her mother died a few years after she was born and her father raised her.

Patron/Diety: Seishirou & Hitomi

Name(Full): Calvin Leonard

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Half-Celestial

Class: Fencer

Country/City of Birth: Alundra

Profession: Living one day at a time.

Appearance: Standing at 5' 6'' with short dirt-blonde hair & blue eyes. Calvin has a year-round tan and doesn't know why, Calvin wears a brown T-shirt, navy blue (with some holes torn in) pants, a brown leather belt keeps his pants from falling off wich also has the hilt of his Pionguard attached to it on his left side. Calvin is right handed.

Background: Calvin, an orphan at birth. He has lived his life in the thoughts of who his parents were, if they're still alive or are looking for him. Calvin was born in an orphanige built ontop of a school for fencing. As a child, the noise of the two blades clashing kept him, and his unblooded brothers and sister awake at nights.
Calvin was always the curious one, Where does this hallway go? Where does this crevasse in the wall lead too? And it usualy wound him up in trouble when one of his "Mothers" found him stuck somewhere in the wall, accidentaly in the girls room(wich seemed to happen a lot more often). Calvin was about the age of 7 when he finaly found a loose floor board that lead him to a ventilation shaft overlooking the fencing school. Calvin must have spent weeks just laying there watching, occasionaly coming up for supper and the loud screams of "Wheres Calvin?!?"
Calvin was eventually spotted by one of the students after a few weeks of him watching. The teacher decided to ignore Calvin thinking he would get bored and crawl away, but he was wrong. The teacher felt the two eyes from the ceiling watching down upon him and his school, wich was basicaly a large empty room with swords hilted on either sides of the walls, the center being the sparring ground/lesson teaching place, no desks, but some chairs.
"..Teacher.." A student said in a low whisper, "He's still there!"
"You think I don't know that? It seems he just wont grow bored and go away."
"Then what?" Another student replied in yet, another whisper.
"..We..." The teacher thought, "Are going to pile those chairs over there," pointing to the chairs on the east side of the room, "and bring him down. Maybe if we rough him up a bit, he might cry home and not return."
The students smirked and quickly gathered and piled the chairs under the shaft wich Calvin looked from. The teacher climbed the stacked chairs and lifted the metal pannel, poking his head throught the shaft, looking at Calvin who had crawled back a little.
"Want to come down?" The teacher said in a soft welcoming voice. Calvin looked behind him both ways.
"..Yes, I do mean You." The teacher spoke.
"...S-s-sure." Young Calvin hazily replied.

Calvin stood amongst the teenage students who had surrounded him. They had a good foot on him, if not two.
"Here." Said the teacher, handing Calvin a sword with a small ball at the tip. "These are our sparring swords. You will go up against Him." Pointing at a student with brown hair, already wielding a sword similar to Calvins, smirking.
"Now you've watched us for quite awhile now, so you probably know how it works, right?" The teacher questioned. Calvin nodded.
"Good, then get in positions."

The group of students dispersed to the sidelines, leaving Calvin and the brunette student, who clearly had a foot and a half over Calvin.
"Three indevidual hits to win. GO!" Said, then yelled the teacher.
The brown haired student quickly got in his ready-stance, left foot infront of the right, his sword extended fully and pointed directly at Calvin. The teen took short quick steps wich were followed by his sword moving in every direction, to distact Calvin.
Calvin knew not what to do, he just stood there frozen. He started out in the shaft and is now sparring someone?? Calvin thought he was dreaming and fell asleep in the shaft, then the teen's blade smacked Calvin across the head. The pain was very real. Calvin now had started tearing, the watching students began to laugh.
"Ready positions!.." Barked the teacher, not holding back.
Calvin stood up and lifted his sword for the first time, it was light and easy to maneuver.
"..GO!" Barked the teacher quickly.
The student approached yet again, in short skips and this time his Calvin on the forhead with his sword.
The students bursted out laughing. "Ready positions!" The teacher yet again quickely said.
This wil surely do the trick! The teacher thought looking over to his student and winked.
Without mentioning anything, the student quickely approched Calvin and striked forward, towards Calvins neck.
Calvin grew angry at this point, realizing he was being humiliated. Calvin saw the sword approaching him and grabbed it before it hit him. The teachers eyes widened. Calvin then swung downward onto the top of the brunettes head.
The blow had made the student fall to his knees holding his head in pain.
"THATS CHEATTING!" Yelled an angry student from the watching crowd. But the teach ignored him, knowing what his own student did was cheatting and cheap.. and didn't even work.
"..R-r-ready positions..." Said the teacher, still slighlty shocked about what had just happend.
Calvin then backed up, and made his own ready stance. Calvin leaned back a little while extending his sword out, pointing it at about a 45 degree angle downward, right foot infront of his left, seperated by a foot. The teen backed up and got back into his. The teacher waitting this time before saying.. "GO!"
Calvin knew how the boy was going to approach, and had alrady thought of an alternative to get around his weak defences. Calvin approach the teen and switched from bending backwards, to forwards, extending his reach and struck the teen in the gut. It was now even, two-two. "..Ready!.. GO."
This time the teen held off, playing it safe, but kept his sword swinging slowly to be ready to react at any moment. Calvin took the advantage of being the first to advance. He swung fast but not far, occasionaly backing off and then repeating as the teen kept blocking. Calvin finaly decided to give it one last shot, he swung fast and hard upwards at the brunette teen, who blocked by reaction to his swing and had his flung up aprove his head, landing behind him. The boy turned to see where it had landed but caught sight of his fellow students gazing in awe.
"..What?" Said the teen, turning around to see little Calvin right next to him, sword placed under his chin.
"..Three." Said Calvin in his childish voice.

..."WHERE IS HE NOW!!??! CA-A-A-A-ALVI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-INN!" Screamed one of his moms.
Calvin dropped the sword and ran up the pile of stairs back to the shaft where he had came from, he turned and looked at the teacher and students.
"Come back sometime ki-... Calvin" Said the teacher.
Years past as Calvin made regualr visits, became a full-tim student, and eventually gradutated at the age of 16, where, as a gift for being such a hard worker, his teacher rewarded him with his first real Rapier.
Calvin left the orphanage the following year, living on his own, trainning on his own.

Patron/Diety:Lucrecia

((ive been abcent for quite awhile now because of... well, life. lol and I wasn't too sure how long my background had to be.. so I just told a short story about how he got his weapon.))
#Gamer

Hope im not too late.

Name(Full): Air Telemnar

Age: 76

Gender: Male

Race: Elven

Class: Archer

Country/City of Birth: Nation of Lathian

Profession: Handyman

Appearance: A 21yr old looking elf at 6'1, brown skinned, and 175lbs. Completely bald on his body, except for long slanted eyebrows, he has natural pointed ears and smooth cheekbones with light hazelnut eyes. Wearing the standard handyman uniform of a green sleeveless shirt slightly past his waist and green and grey/white cameo baggy pants with a black leather belt and leather green sandals with light tan straps.

Equipment: A beautiful custom elven woven bow, pure white in wood, polished with a glossy look, and a black string made of an unknown material that is very elastic. A short 15inch (handle 3inches) green dagger, forged with the element of wind, capable of creating small powerful air waves used in his handyman job resting in a brown leather pouch strapped to his right leg. Strapped along his back in a quiver with brown leather that houses exactly 100 arrows, 20 of each element, Wind, Earth, Water, Ice, and Fire.

Background: Born in the nation of Lathian, unsure of his birthplace, Air has forgotten his childhood within his long line of memories. Earliest memories is of when he started working as a Handyman.

Air, at the age of 21, stopped growing and stayed in the same state all his life from then on. He traveled the nation of Lathian with his bow and dagger, unsure of how he had received them, taking on small jobs no one would take. Delivering objects from town to town, cleaning up around the client's area, doing small odd jobs and chores. He dedicated himself to doing the jobs insisting upon himself that if he did not do them, no one would.

Living in this style foe decades, managing to live off the cheap earnings that came along with the job of a handyman, he lost track of time itself. Skilled in the art of archery, Air is able to avoid death in these dangerous times of bandits and dragons, always aware of the surroundings he is in. As he wandered around a small unknown town within Loushka, the orc and goblin nation, he receives a job to deliver a package of something rare, untold of it's contents, to the human nation, Alundra. At his current age, Air sets off to Alundra.

Patron/Deity: Hasmuel: God of the Elves and the Elements.

To Kain Frost: Love it! A very well done post.

To Gamer: Nice job. Nice little story about your character.

To neko_oni: First of all. I kind of helps if I or Apathy 'Approves' your character before you post with him. Also, if you were raised by some super secret group of druids, Don't you think that the Blood Five would at least keep an eye on them. If they were some super secret group, the Blood Five would have taken them out, and fast. They must have some connection to the Blood Five or at least Sasha. Try to work your character in with that, and don't god mode his abilities please. If you can do that then I will approve you.

-Ok later everyone

I'm going to take the hint that my post was approved.
Just wondering though, I read the outline of the rp, and I don't ever recall seeing O.Vampire as a co-creator.
But it doesn't really matter as long as the original creator doesn't disagree with his desicions I suppose.. well, enough rabble. Time to make an IC.


#Gamer

Sorry if the point didnt come across to you or Kain Frost. Yes you both are Approved and yes I am co-owner. So dont worry!

the three druids are no tsome secret group, they are just local druids who have been around for a very long time. That was their only part in the story, I think, I might talk to them later, but probally not, for all I care make them NPCs. They really have little importance other than they trained Deceit. He is now a Druid, and a good one at that, and I don't think I was god modding his abbilities, that guy they took down was rather useless.

O.Vamp, I just read the post and thought that I should say this:
I know in the rules that you are not allowed to control anyone elses character, and sometimes people add (*Unless given permission.) So I figured (being lazy and not going back to check) that I'll give u permission to interact with my character (you know, make him say stuff and move.)
If any problems arise, I'll let you know immediatly ^-^
But just so you know the basis on how he acts; he's an all around cheerful person always willing to lend a hand, he doesn't know hes half-Celes. or what a celestial is(wich is why he is curious as to his 'all year tan')
So yea, thats about it. Time to go wake up. lol

>>*To Kain,
I'm not sure if this Rp has said you are allowed too, but I'm pretty sure we take out signatures in IC threads
Just letting ya know. ~_^
*<<


#Gamer

Oh, i would have thought it did not matter. Ah well i will take it out as a precaution unless noted otherwise.

I finally got back from my trip. Sorry I didn't post in the thread about it. I was wondering if any one who was or wants to be in the RP is still willing to go with it. Otherwise I will get Seluna to throw it into the Archives.

just waiting on you to post.

Same here man, waitting on the post.