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Right To Rule: Reborn

Right To Rule: Reborn

For generations Purple has been chosen to designate those with the divine right to rule. In its wake, all others would lay down arms or pledge their allegiance to anyone bearing the royal colors, and there was peace. Until now....

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Introduction

Purple (noun): A color with the power to bestow upon those lucky enough to be born beneath it the divine right to rule, and a place amongst the gods, above all others.

Supported upon their lavishly expensive, embroidered pedestals, kings and queens alike have utilized this perception of lights rays to signify a pedigree that only a rare few can obtain. Beneath this banner, many a mortal man has claimed immortality and complete control over their lands, governing undoubtedly while being worshiped by his or her subjects. Allowed to only be worn by those within the monarchy or otherwise affiliated to it through official status, the world of Purplexia could very well be deemed color prejudice. With all other colors denoting a person of lower standards, such as green being that of the grass over which the wealthy tread upon to forge prosperous kingdoms, the people have inadvertently allowed themselves to be segregated from the self-proclaimed superior class. Of course, this isn't any new happening, as rulers will often ensure some manner of label be employed that would maintain a heavily fortified barrier between royalty and common rabble. The reasoning behind this action can vary between rulers, but generally involves ensuring an untainted bloodline, a growing tyranny through the slow dissipation of rights, or simple vanity. Whatever the reason in this world, the problem exists, and it wasn't until just recently that a young girl decides to act against it.

STORY -

Born as one of two, Queen Violet Flame has ruled over Omega, the capitol of Purplexia, for the past five years, commanding the newest generation with the same grace and dignity as those before her. Faithful, clever and stunning in her beauty, her citizens adore her, these attributes easily outweighing the occasional demanding or sadistic demeanor she may take on. With her radiance and loyal supporters, she has easily maintained the integrity of her kingdom, preserving through thick and thin against any enemy that would present itself. Lord Alterez stands by her side as her equal in every respect, however he still allows her to act independently as the main figurehead of the monarchy, simply supporting her when necessary. While the pair are well liked throughout their kingdom, there are still those who would see them toppled from their overly inflated positions. Though they may not wish to acknowledge it, the threats and attacks, which have become more prevalent in the past few years, are a lot more deep-seeded than an isolated band of marauders in search of treasure.

On the opposite end of the spectrum stands the rebellion. Spearheading this audacious group of treacherous corsairs is none other than the Queen's sister, Lady Rosa Dream. Having left after the throne was denied to her, Dream has dedicated herself to usurping her sister and taking what she believes is her rightful place as ruler. Unfortunately for her, though, every attempt so far has been in vain, for she and her rag-tag team of crusaders must overcome one stubborn and formidable obstacle: the Queen's forces. Designated the Royal Purple Army, these warriors are world-class, specifically assigned to the castle which houses the Queen and her supporters. On top of overcoming the Queen's Army, the task of gaining followers is not one easily accomplished. Multiple times Lady Dream has coordinated an assault on this mighty fortification, only to end with nothing but disastrous results. Costing her greatly in humiliation compared to her sister, and the lives of those who would see her hopes fulfilled, she is quickly running out of options and cohorts to act in her name. In one last ditch attempt, she catches wind of a pirate Captain, " The scourge of the sea, unrivaled by any seafarer and supposedly a capable warrior and leader, Lady Dream enlists his help.

Lord Alterez, however, remains certain that because the Queen's sister abandoned her birthright, it is now rendered void, and so they have nothing to worry about. Nevertheless, the Lord and Queen remain vigilant, for even though they are unaware of the schemes taking place against them, they have plenty of reason to suspect something brooding just over the horizon. Massing their forces, both sides prepare for the final strike that will make or break their cause. Morale is high with the Queen, and her troops are well organized and trained, but will the benevolent, savage forces of a wily pirate crew manage an ace? The only way to find out is to pick a side and see for yourself...

INFORMATION -
Now that you have a description of everything happening, I believe it is time we get down to how one would go about applying for a position in this RP; the rules of engagement, so to speak.

Yes, it is the normal cliche Kingdom with a band of rebels planning a coup, but the results will depend entirely on the choices of the RPers themselves. If everyone is dedicated in their posts and characters, plays fair and chooses respectable, plausible actions and responses, they have as much a chance of gaining victory for their side as anyone on the opposite side would. What do I mean? I mean this isn't based off the typical "good guys get what they want," system, because truthfully, both sides are good. The information supplied at the very beginning gave just one out of many possible reasons to join the rebellion, being that one disliked the prejudice of leaders over subjects. Dig into your history books if you need examples of this occurrence; it happens. At the same time, however, the leaders aren't bad enough to merit an entire kingdom turning on them.

Overall, this means that you have to decide personally for your characters the reason you chose the side you do, and then it simply comes down to the side that employs the best tactics to come out the victor. I'm doing this because I do enjoy both of the RPers who will have to unfortunately chose the opposite sides, and at the same time, I want to present as much an opportunity for the Queen to remain on her throne, as well as for the Sister to claim it. I hope that we can RP in good nature, and be mature about the results, as like stated before, the outcomes depend entirely on the RPers for that side. This gives great chance too for people to give it their best go in besieging a castle, of they like that, or in defending it, with a heroic victory as the outcome for whichever winner. If you really can't decide and want to win either way, create a character to fulfill the role of both Loyalist or Independent. The only thing I ask is that no one be part of the Royal Family.


Locations:

Purplexia:
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Omega:

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Northern Mountains:

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Now, onto choosing a character...

Obviously we already have the leaders for both sides: The Lord and Queen, and the Rebel and aligned Pirate Leader. Once you pick a side, feel free to do with your character what you want! Being a fantasy type RP, we encourage people to be as original and spontaneous as possible, using their better judgment of course to keep it within reasonable boundaries. Need some ideas? No problem.
Both sides can carry the same character choices, from mercenaries, to newly enlisted warriors/bodyguards, defects from the opposite side with information, an aspiring hero seeking glory, or simply a loyal commoner who thinks they have something to offer.


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[b]Name:[/b]

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[b]Race:[/b]
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[b]Affiliation:[/b]
(Loyalist or Independent?)

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Personality: [/b]
(make this lengthy and descriptive. I don't want only a paragraph and not get to know the character)

[b] Like:[/b]
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[b] Hobbies:[/b]
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[b] Fears:[/b]
(everyone has at least one)

[b] Secrets:[/b]
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(If any, and be reasonable)

[b] Equipment[/b]
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(If any - Make sure you be fair. No OP characters will be accepted. Include weaknesses with any abilities - usually only applies to races)

[b]Bio: [/b]
(History, and any other information you think is necessary!)


IN OTHER NOTES! --
This RP is tailored to all levels of RPers. Advanced or beginners, so long as you are willing to put in the time and effort into a post, and make an attempt at more than two or three badly punctuated or misspelled sentences, you can learn. I is more than willing to look over a post before it is sent in, all you have to do is contact him either IM if I'm online, or PM. If you need help with ideas, don't be afraid to ask. I happily will collaborate, and am sure that others will too. If you have any problems, please come to me first. Thank you!

Rules

ALSO - PLEASE NOTE: The writing in this RP may include a certain amount of violence, profanities, and even some romance (Heaven forbid, right?). While the romance and profanities will not be allowed to progress to the point where it must be taken to PMs, the violence is prone to be adequately detailed. I try to writes descriptively so as to ensure a clear picture and to avoid confusion. Especially in combat, when things can become extremely messy with people missing a certain action, or with specific occurrences being left out for whatever reason, I do not censor nor omit many things. On top of that, a lot of the combat scenes will be determined not only by the personal judgment of the RPers in deciding their character's abilities, but also in the supporting detail. Again, if you don't understand, you may not be ready for this RP. You have been warned.

Also, in account of this happening already, please ensure that your character fits the setting of the story. This is a Medieval Fantasy story. That entails knights, swords, peasants, castles, magic etc. No Special forces Marine, SEAL, SAS, Jedi, etc. While I do support having an open character base, people should still be able to use their better judgment to determine whether or not their character fits. If you can't, then unfortunately goodbye. And lastly, please have fun!!!

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Character Portrait: Kota
Kota played by Wolf's Bane109
"I will fight to the death for my Queen, as well as the people"
Character Portrait: Kalan Dervas "I don't get it. Why can't everyone just get along?"
Character Portrait: Ranald "The Beast"Artair "I don't need a reason to fight, but money is a good motivator."
Character Portrait: Artemis "I'll do whatever the job takes, just want my money"
Character Portrait: Syther Roark
Syther Roark played by claw
"High seas, high adventure, high times all around!"
Character Portrait: Violet Flame "Regardless of the cost, this kingdom shall not fall."
Character Portrait: Phoenix
Phoenix played by Abraxas_Axis
"While I stand, no harm shall come to the monarchy."
Character Portrait: Uagra "The Cold Fury" "Nothing escapes my notice."
Character Portrait: Gur'ta Ak-rinnon An orc assassin and spy, cultivated to be Queen Rosa Dream's right hand. Currently a work in progress.
Character Portrait: Lanslet "The Gifted" Almeric "I am at your command."
Character Portrait: Emrys Lumina "Oh, you think you can best me? Go ahead, take your best shot."
Character Portrait: Alterez Silver "See that behind me? Thats my authority, if you know whats good for you, don't question it."
Character Portrait: Rosa Dream "This will prove as good evidence as any of who should rule this country. I just regret that it is necessary."
Character Portrait: Elokai, The Wanderer A strange amnesiac, raised by hobgoblins.
Character Portrait: Altarius And Bloodcrest Clan "We were once a part of the Purplexian people, but we must now remain in the shadows until it is our time to make our presence reknown to the outside world."
Character Portrait: Captain Scarlet Silver "If you have the soul for the sea, then come with me. As for fortune and untold riches there will be"
Character Portrait: Garon Almeric "These old bones have at least one more war in them."
Character Portrait: Gilmere Almeric "I slaughter as many as I need to."

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Omega

Omega by Wolf's Bane109

Better prepare to stay a while, since you won't be leaving, alive at least

Northern Mountains of O're

Northern Mountains of O're by Wolf's Bane109

If you dare to enter, may the gods give you mercy.

Purplexia

Purplexia by Wolf's Bane109

Usually a peaceful Country and Queen Violet's domain, which is under constant siege from neighboring countries and forces

Kobolds Underworld

Kobolds Underworld by Wolf's Bane109

The secret underground world that is under all of O're

The Ancient Seas and Isles

The Ancient Seas and Isles by Wolf's Bane109

Those who travel to the monsters domain come to die, for only a fool would come here

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Right to Rule: Act 2

In which curses fade, cities fall, and heroes awaken once more, ready for the grand battle soon to come.

Right to Rule: Act One

In which a war is waged, heroes and nobles die, and the world is cast further into shadow.

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Artemis looked up as she could sense someone watching them from across the bar, realizing it to be one of the hobgoblin brothers from earlier. She maintained her composure and looked up as he had walked over to their table in the corner of the bar. "Uh, sorry mate. Wrong people, sorry." she said with a slight nod as she took a sip of her drink, and looker at her companions, "I think it is time we take our leave, been here almost all day." she gave Phoenix and Scarlet a knowing look and began to make her way to the entrance of the bar.

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Altarius smiled at his old friend Garon, and gave an equally hearty laugh at his joke. It was true, Lycans never physicqlly aged past adulthood, ranging in appearence depended on the stress, anxiety, warfare, and just the genepool of the lycan itself. Altarius looked like an average, middle aged man with dark grey eyes, dark long brown hair that hung loosely from his shoulders, tan skin allbeit there was not much sunlight in the mountains, and his sctructural build was imposing, yet not too imposing, just enough for any possible enemy to keep their witts about them. "Wish I could say the same for you, Garon." he gave a chuckle, and waved his men off, letting him be with Garon in peace.

"Ah, the boy. Yes, he is here and in good hands. Last I saw he was with Aetrius, yes...She has returned home...But, from what we all remember, she is...different....More human than the rest of us...Would probably say that is due to being so close to your grandson, Lanslet. He is a good hearted young man, weak and fragile at the moment...But he will regain his strength. Until I say otherwise, he is under my protection." Altarius said as he looked back at Garon, then up ahead of them. "From what I have gleaned, Sir Lanslet 'The Gifted' Almeric, is a fine warrior, and I feel as once he regains his strength, he will be a formidable foe. As to be expected after your house's name sake of course."

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The man in the purple garb stared at Gork, though he just asserted the man's wonder to his height. The woman said he had the wrong people, and the hobgoblin nodded sagely. "Okay. Sorry 'bout that. It's a bit late and I'm kind of groggy." He made his way out the bar as well.
Little did he know that the cloaked man was, in fact, following him. He was a little bit drunk, but after that first beer he'd decided to have some water to get rid of some of the intoxication. Being slightly tipsy did not erase years and years of training for him.
He had slipped out of the bar without a sound, and his companions hadn't noticed him do so. Thus, he trailed the giant hobgoblin, who was whistling a jolly tune, completely oblivious to the danger he was in.

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Garon looked as if a heavy burden had been removed as he sighed. "Lanslet is here?! Then he is safe, it does my old heart good to know my grandson is safe." He stroked his beard as he thought. "And you say he is with your daughter, it seems fate has weaved an interesting story for them. I would like to see him as soon as possible there is much for him to know. But I should inform you what is transpiring out there." Garon's gaze became like stone as he recalled the last few months. "Lanslet is truly the pride of my life, he inherited my skills with a blade, as well as my noble heart. I saw early on he would be a fine man as he grew. If I had to ridicule anything about him it is that he can be soft, his distaste for bloodshed is truly a noble trait but he can be difficult for him to do what must be done." Shame, an emotion Garon has rarely ever felt, slowly grew over his rough face. "Yet my eldest grandson Gilmere obtained my hunger for knowledge, a trait not normally attributed to evil, but his heart his twisted and closed off from the world. Never one to do things in half measure he dedicated himself to both sword and tome in an attempt to never be bested by any who opposed him. It started small with his fascination with poison and slowly grew to looking into necromancy. In time his lust for knowledge began to frighten me. By the time I had elected to confront him about his ambitions it was already too late. He had taken the life of his parents, my son. In fear that he would turn his sights on his brother, I left in search of him. Gilmere now has raised a mighty army of the undead and it now infects the land around our province. I even found shambling corpses here. Not in vast numbers but still their presence this far out is very alarming. Unfortunately, I have found out what my grandson seeks, what his ambition is. Gilmere seeks the Deathtouch Blessing."

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Artemis wondered back to the docks, as the others easily departed ways for the night. She boarded the ship and went below deck, where the supplies were, in the corner was a large, square shaped object obstructed from view by a large, dark brown wool blanket. She pulled it off, and revealed it to be a large cage, and looked down. There was a figure, asleep in the cage. It was a man of an unknown age, mainly due to the unkept hair and dirt and bruises covering his body. She leaned in close to the door, "Wakey wakey, mate. You want freedom or not, Alty?" she asked as she unlocked the cage door, revealing the man to be none other than a severly battered and bruised Alterez Silver, former lord of Purplexia. His current state wasn't due to her hand, but the men under G'urta's control. She did her best to keep Alterez safe, much as she could, and she managed to smuggle him out from Purplexia.

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Character Portrait: Kota Character Portrait: Lanslet "The Gifted" Almeric Character Portrait: Altarius And Bloodcrest Clan Character Portrait: Garon Almeric Character Portrait: Gilmere Almeric Character Portrait: Janeth Pierce
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  1. btw the sword is called Deathtouch. The Blessings are called Death Blessings.

    2018-09-15 03:58:19 by Abraxas_Axis

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Altarius' eyes grew wide at the mention of the Death Touch Blessing, he knew what it was. It used to be a relic his people once had, only to be taken from them many years ago by the King Of Old. He gestured to Garon, and gave a howl, calling his people to the council room to discuss things. Now that they were proven more deadly than before. Kota understood the call and left as well, the others following suit.

As everyone crowded into the room, Altarius stood at the center of the table and spoke, "I brought you all here for grave news...The Death Touch Blessing is now upon us...and we must think of a plan....It cannot be in the wrong hands...again.." his voice was somber and serious.

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Lanslet looked up as he heard the howl, and followed close to Kota. "That sounds foreboding." He commented aloud to himself. As they entered council room he took in the sheer numbers of the Lycans that filled the room. Slowly he scanned the room until his eyes fell upon the man next to Altarius. "It can't be!" slowly he pushed through the crowd. "G-Grandfather!" He called out before rushing towards the elderly man and tightly embracing him. "Grandfather its really you!" It had been nearly seven years since he had seen any member of his family. Tears of joy once again streamed down his face.

Garon gave a soft smile as his cherished grandson held him and in turn, he places an arm around him. "My boy. You've grown so much." a tear could be seen forming in the corner of his eye. "I've heard much about your exploits as a knight. You have done me proud." There were no words that Garon could express as he held his grandson that could depict the level of joy he felt. "You've been through so much." reluctantly both took a step back and stared at each other. Garon's heart almost broke in two as he saw the fragile state of Lanslet, but a smile formed as he could still see the ever-present fire within his eyes. "My old friend Altarius says you have reunited him with his daughter." His gaze moved past his grandson into the crowd and saw the girl he had entered with. "I couldn't be more proud of you. There is much to discuss and I will explain everything in due time but for now, listen."

The two stood proudly next to each other as Altarius spoke. As he finished Garon took a step forward. "Do not despair!" His voice carried through the chamber with the type of commanding tone that one would expect from him. "The Death Touch Blessing is not all powerful. I have dedicated my life to studying all things of this world. And the one immutable fact of this world that not even the most powerful Lawmage could alter is balance. Despite all the Predecessors did to this world this was the one law that they could not change." His gaze moved to Lanslet and he asked for his blade, which he promptly handed over. "This blade is the sword of Almeric. An ancient blade that predates even my family line. In fact, this blade has a second name one that reveals it's true origins. Forged with Lawmagick as well as Soulsorcery. This is the Blade of Cyladar!"

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Gilmere's head tilted unnaturally as a chilling laughter left him. "But my Queen you seem confused." Suddenly the skin across his flesh began to decay and fall apart as well did his body, this was accompanied by a chorus of terrifying screams of the damned. A hollow skeleton with bits of flesh hanging from the bone stood before her. "I left long ago." an ethereal glow came from his body. "Or rather I never really entered. I found sending these hollow shells and puppeteering them was far more useful to gather information was far more useful." A scream could be heard from the castle ground. "Oh dear, that didn't sound pleasant."

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(OOC Note - Since two of the four swords of the Predecessors have already been found, I'm going to add a Blade section to the world discussion. Feel free to add info about the others.)

Gur'ta gasped as Gilmere's very skin began melting - or rather, his decoy's skin began melting.
A low chuckle sounded from behind her. "Gur'ta, Gur'ta," Rosa said. "Always rushing into things without thinking, are you? Just what were you trying to accomplish with this anyways? Gloat in his face?"
Gur'ta gritted her teeth and broke into a run, punching straight through the skeleton with a gauntleted fist. The creature's bones fell to the ground, and the spirits that screamed within her only grew louder, seeming to chant More! More! More!
The orc queen burst out from her quarters and ran through the hallways, passing confused servants, shouting soldiers and screaming peasants. What on O're was going on?
The answer became clear as she burst out of the palace, looking around her in wide eyes. Villagers backed away from this strange creature in dark plated armor that glowed red, only to be cut down by soldiers - soldiers which, for the first time, she realized were little more than corpses. Their eyes were dead, and as she watched one get beheaded by a soldier with an axe, it continued to fight. All around her was the smell of blood and smoke. Smoke strong enough that it make people choke.
Gur'ta-La- no, that was a foolish name, something constructed out of her own hubris.
No, it was Purplexia that was on fire.

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Kota listened as the elders and her father spoke, as well as Garon. She was surprised to hear of Lanslet's brother, and how he was responsible for the living dead. She pondered on what to say, any suggestion she could throw out would most likely be rejected and turned down by the others. Altarius looked at Kota, motioning her to stand beside her as he placed his hand on her shoulder gently but firmly. "Go on, say what is on your mind, young one." he spoke softly, Kota looked up at him, and nervously nodded.

"We will need an army....And a large one at that. We will need to recruit others, anyone that is willing to bring down G'urta and her men...We will need to have as many as we can..We will need to stay hidden, away from places that know our faces...But...I do have some allies in Omega, and they may just want to help us.." she looked around the room as she spoke, hoping others would come and help their aid, as they would very much so damn well need every hand and weapon they could get.

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The shock of hearing the truth of his brother shook Lanslet to his core, yet rather than retreating from the truth he stood firm. Garon saw the determination of his grandson and smiled. He raised the sword high and spoke. "This sword has been passed down my family line for generations but only a select few of us have ever truly wielded it. It chooses who is allowed to wield it and unlock its power. Alas, I was one that it had decided to pass over. Yet, my grandson, Lanslet is the first in five generation that this sword has deemed worthy." He handed the sword back to his grandson. "This sword does not age, rust nor dulls. Over time becomes one with its wielder, encourages them to press onward. Even if the wielder is in a state of complete exhaustion and on the verge of death they can still find the strength to fight when wielding it. It connects them to both this world and the next and can cleave magick of any form and strength it as well. It is truly a magnificent weapon."

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The undead tore through the men guarding the castle, those that fell only returned to fill the ranks of the oncoming hoard. Gilmere stood amongst the chaos laughing wildly. "I spent my entire life building up to this moment. I researched all things forbidden just in hopes that one day I may possess the power of the Predecessors." He plunged his sword into a nearby soldier turning him into another of his own pawns. "Deathtouch greatly interested me, so I thought what better way to fight a weapon that can kill effortlessly. The answer was almost poetic, fight death with death." The darkness that had been present with him seemed to grow with each and every death. "And so now I give you a choice. Hand over that sword or watch as your kingdom rots from the inside out. I am a reasonable man. If you hand over the sword I shall stop the destruction on your castle no innocent need to die, I'll even let you continue to play queen."

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  1. IMPORTANT NOTE: Everyone wait to post so we can figure out how Act 3 will continue.

    2018-09-22 19:19:47 by Abraxas_Axis

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Gur'ta stood before a crossroads.
She saw her faults, laid before her. She saw her sins, her mistakes, her indulgences. She saw herself squandering the resources of Purplexia. She saw herself sending out soldiers on petty executions. She saw herself with her husband, doing unspeakable evils to him.
The orc queen was met with an internal struggle. One part of her told her to hand over the sword, to spare the millions of lives. The other told her to not, for he would destroy this land with it.
They fought and fought and fought, but Gur'ta had already made up her mind.
She had never been a good queen, anyways.
"You may not have this sword," she told the man- no, the monster who hid in human flesh before her. Her voice boomed like thunder. "With it, you would destroy this land. And I know you wouldn't make me queen - at least, not while alive.
"I don't want riches. I don't want to be queen.
"I never was one anyways."

She looked around at all the people being slaughtered. Not her people; they were never hers. She was right; she was no queen. Not the true one. Violet Flame should have held that throne. Hell, even Rosa Dream would have held it better than her.
I promise I will come back and avenge you all, the former queen thought. I swear it on my life, my mind and what little soul I have left.
She knew she couldn't destroy the army on her own. And that's when she made the decision.
At that moment, Gur'ta Ak-rinnon died. And a hero took her place.
Gur'ta gave one last look at the burning Purplexia, and then she left behind this hell.
She gave one last look, and then she flew.

(Note: This post marks the end of Act 2.)

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As hours passed, the council talked and everyone listened. They discussed of what to do, many said to stay out of it and keep to themselves as they have done for the past few hundred years, some said they should help, many argued and you could feel the animosity coming between them.

"Enough!" Altarius yelled, as his voice echoed throughout the large stone room, causing everyone to stop and look at him. Altarius sighed and began to speak, "What I say is law, lest I remind you, fools. We will discuss further, peacefully. Until then, Aetrius and her friends shall remain here, untouched." he said angrily as he began to walk out of the council room, "Dismissed." his voice was solemn as he spoke, his mind was confused as what to do, and he needed time to think, leaving the others to their own devices.

Kota looked in shock, and slowly removed herself from the council room, sitting alone in the courtyard that was used as her motivation for Lanslet earlier that day. She sighed softly, and got lost in her mind as for what to do, should she leave now and go to Omega? Or wait for permission to go? She couldn't make up her mind on her own...

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Janeth looked around at the arguing members of her clan, and had a hard time following. Despite all the praise she'd gotten, she'd never been very sharp. She often had trouble understanding things. That was why she went through so much trouble to make herself beautiful; that way, people wouldn't ignore her for her stupidity.
As the meeting ended, the young lycan turned to see her sister, Kota, looking rather upset. She walked over. "What's wrong, sister? How come you look so blue?"

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As Kota was lost in her thoughts she heard foot steps coming towards her, causing her to look up to see Janeth. A small smile appeared, but just as quickly faded. "The world is on the brink of utter chaos, Janeth....Purplexia, my home, is in shambles, most of if not all of my men are dead or imprisoned...I don't even know who I am anymore, I used to be a knight, and a comannder, had a whole army under my control and now....I am nothing....No one..." her voice lowered as she spoke, who was she? Was she still the knight? Commander? Kota? Aetrius? Who was she really? She didn't have a clue about anything anymore.

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"Well, I think that whatever you are, you are strong and kind enough to fix all this," Janeth said, and she really did mean it. From what she'd seen of her sister, she was very determined - if a little lost at the ways of romance. Besides, she had come back from the dead. You'd have to be pretty damn strong of will to get back from that intact.

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Kota looked at Janeth as she spoke, being able to feel the sincerity in her sister's voice. She nodded and let out a soft sigh as she stood up, looking to Janeth as she spoke, "Most see it as boasting, but...I used to be one of the best swordsmen in all of O're.....Only to have misjudged and made a fatal error against Rosa...I need to never make the same mistake, can't afford to...Not with these stakes at hand.."

She walked around aimlessly as she was speaking, looking around, "Maybe....Maybe I can get some to joij our cause....Rally her crew in Omega, and go from there..." her tone had a sense of determination and seriousness, as she was forming a plan in her head, eyebrows forrowed a bit. "Excuse me, Janeth, I need to go speak to Altarius immediately." and with that, she took off to her father's stidy room, which was at the tallest tower.

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Lanslet spent the time after the council meeting to talk to his grandfather, Garon. There was much on his mind and figured only he would have the answers to at least a few of them. "Grandfather, are you sure there is no saving my brother." The young knights head was low, he refused to see his brother as a monster.

Garon placed a strong hand on his grandson's shoulder. "I understand your plight, my boy, I really do. But I have seen the atrocities he has committed in person." His voice was low as shame clung to every word he spoke. "I should have seen the signs but refused to believe such evil could be born in my family. I was foolish."

Lanslet's hands gripped around the handle of his sword as he thought. All this time he had been played by his brother. Ran away from home by a lie he so foolishly believed. "I should never have left. Maybe I could have.."

"NO!" Garon raised his voice. "You would have only been killed along with your parents. Do not regret the life you have lived. You have united a father with his daughter. You have saved a life even when it risked your own. There is nothing in this world that I could be prouder of." He eyed his grandson closely. "But I wonder Altarius said you two were close." he lowered his voice. "How close I wonder?"

Lanslet turned a shade of red as all concerns rushed from his mind and in turn embarrassment filled him. "I ..Uh.. she is .. uh!"

Garon let out a bellow of a laugh at his grandson's panicked tone. "Sounds like you're a chip off the old block. I remember my first love. Ara was her name." he stroked his beard as he reminisced about his past. "Ah, it was love at first sight. Er... well uh maybe not first sight, seeing as she shot me."

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[OOC: Sadly, TorrentWolf will no longer be a part of this RP, they messaged me a while ago, saying they must sadly bow out, so until further notice, Alteraz and the other character will be a playable NPC]


Artemis looked at Alteraz as he slowly sat up, "You bitch-" he started, his voice was weak and soft, as his throat was raw from the amounts of torture he had endured, endless hours of flogging and water bording, among many others. "You helped assist her...You helped destroy Purplexia...You have no right to ask for my help now, or become an aly." he spat at her feet, and turned away again. Artemis grunted, and held back her anger, she was a changed person, and tried her best to not act out in any way she shouldn't.

"I'm letting you go, Alteraz. You can start a new life now, go somehwere where noone will know who you are, start over. Escape from here, please...." she unlocked his cell door, and opened it. "There's some old clothes in the crate beside you, as well as a map and some supplies and sword, use them if you wish. Perhaps we will see each other again, but for now, this is the end of our paths...Goodbye, and good luck..." she left the ship, and felt out for where Phoenix was, still chasing the Hobgoblin from before, and Scarlet was back with her men at the harbor. She had to decide where to go, and she was lost in her thoughts as she walked to find Phoenix, possibly.

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It was midnight, with the moon and stars high in the sky, and all sensible people were already asleep. Including, it appeared, Phoenix's quarries.
Queen Violet Flame - at least, that's who she used to be - and her two hobgoblin thugs were fast asleep in their rooms. They all slept in one large room, with the Queen at the center and the thugs to the left and right. Various bottles, napkins and crumbs littered the floor.
Phoenix slipped out two copper wires. Fiddling around with them for a moment, he was able to unlock the window that lead into the room. When he got it open, the assassin-turned-exile slipped into the room, his feet and cloak making a sound no louder than the whispering of the winds. Not that he needed to be quiet anyways; all three seemed to be sleeping heavy as a rock. But it was always good to be careful, as his master had taught him. A few months in captivity didn't erase years upon years of lessons ingrained into his mind and body.
The two hobgoblins didn't seem to be very competent guards. They should have been alert, making sure that Violet wasn't captured in the night. But only the large one had been seen, and he hadn't reacted to Phoenix's presence. He did seem a little... thick in the skull.
But the hobgoblins were not his targets. The Queen, however, was.
Phoenix silently approached his snoring liege, slipping out a large burlap sack that had probably been intended to hold flour, or perhaps potatoes. However, it was perfect for holding a human being who was six feet tall or under. He quietly slipped it over the Queen's head, stopping to see if there was any sort of reaction.
There was not. Violet Flame continued to snore loudly from within the sack. Phoenix gave a small smile of triumph.
And was immediately hit over the head with the flat of a blade.
The wiry assassin dropped to the floor. Hurk stood from behind, holding his sword, breathing heavily. He counted his lucky stars that he was such a light sleeper; otherwise, he might not have been alerted to the, if slight, noise of the lock busting. He'd pretended to be asleep the entire time.
Hurk pulled the bag off of Elokai's head, and instead put the unconscious form of the assassin in it.
"Hurk? What's going on?" Elokai asked blearily. She'd awoken when he'd pulled the bag off her head.
"Some guy snuck into our room," Hurk said. "I knocked him out, and tied him up. Should we interrogate him?"
"Oh yeah, definitely. Just let me freshen up a little, and wake up your lumbering hulk of a brother. We may need him."

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Artemis had managed to find Phoenix, from a distance. He had been following that hobgoblin all day it seems, and managed to find their place of residence. She grinned and followed at a distance still, about two roofs away from him, she watched as he worked his way into their house window, and step inside. She remained where she was, she wasn't going to just blindly waltz into a place she was unfilimair with, as well as outnumbered, allbeit she could take care of herself.

As she listened, she heard a scuffle and then talking, none of the voices were her cousin's, "Stupid Phoenix....Stupid." she mumbled, and slowly got closer, staying outside of the window with her back against the side of the house. She listened in on their conversation, and from what she got from it, it sounded much like they wanted to hold him as ransom or interigate him for the information he held. She knew his mind was still weak from everything he had been through the past few months, and he wouldn't stand a chance, most likely. She took a breath, unsheathed her swords and jumped into the upper floor room, in a defensive position. "Leave him alone, he only wanted to come to talk. Allbeit he went around it the idiotic way...Please....We just need help. I won't hurt you, as long as you don't hurt him or I. I will give you whatever you want, money, clothes, weapons, food, information. Whatever you want, I'll give you. Just don't hurt my cousin, please...He has been through enough..." Artemis' voice was clearly genuine as she spoke, even a bit pained, and as she promised, she put down her weapons, and looked at the female human and two hobgoblins.

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The three bandits jumped to their feet as a half-elven woman jumped into the room, swords drawn. "Hey! That's the lady from the bar!" Gork cried.
All three drew their weapons. Elokai raised an eyebrow at the assailant. "'Only wanted to talk'? I wouldn't really consider stuffing a bag over someone and tying them up while they sleep to be any sort of conversational interaction. But hey, everyone thinks a little different, yeah?
"In any case, we aren't giving you jack squat until you tell us who you people are and how you know me." Elokai raised her blade a little higher, more threateningly. "Now."

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  1. Spelling error on "wanderer". Don't mean to be rude about it, but it kind of has an effect on what the name means, so... just wanted to say

    5 days 24 hr ago by Abraxas_Axis

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Artemis raised her hands as their swords were drawn and aimed towards her, causing a small grin to spread across her lips. "I was only following him at a distance, had no idea what his plans were, but trust me..We mean you no harm." she said as she looked at the two brothers, then back at Violet Flame, now known as Elokai by the hobgoblins. She took a deep breath, and sat down on the hard wooden floor, knowing this would be a long story to tell.


The half elven woman looked at Elokai and started to speak, "You, Elokai, is it? You do know what that name means, correct? It's hobgoblin for "One that wonders. Or wanderer. In other words, your friends, Gork and Hurk, named you that after they found you...." she looked around, and took another deep sigh as the memories came back to her. "You...You are no wonderer....But are a very important person to the what was known as the country of Purplexia...And him, the one in the bag was one of your closest men.. You have no reason to believe me, if you knew what was truly good for you, you would forget what I told you and just move on with your life, continue living as a wonderer, be someone else...Less worry. It'd be better for you after all." she said and stood up, and turned towards the window, "He knows more than I do. Do him no harm, and he will tell you all that you wish to know. If you need me, I will be at the harbor, come find me if you wish." she gave a slight bow, and just as she entered, she disapeared into the darkness of the night, leaving the three to figure out what they would so desire from her, if anything else.

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