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Blood in the Sand

Blood in the Sand

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A prince, loved by his people, is framed in the murder of the king. Forced to flee his country, he begins a journey to seek a group of warriors in order to clear his name and claim his throne from his traitorous brother.

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Introduction

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        The Kingdom of Ismir is an idyllic nation, free from the ravages of war and famine. It’s people are prosperous and enjoy a comfortable lifestyle due in part of their gracious ruler; King Nylus. Nylus was a regal and proud man who ruled his country with a firm, but guiding hand. His beloved, late wife Queen Viviana bore him three healthy children before she was lost soon after the birth of their youngest child. Nylus, though heartbroken, devoted his time and energy to his children and bringing Ismir past such a tragedy. He erected a temple in her name and every year on the day of her birth, a festival is held.

        Seeing this period as one of opportunity, hellish beasts from the orc tribes to the south attempt to take over Ismir. Despite the vast size of Ismir's army, a war breaks out. Atreus and Isador are ripped apart and it is finally clear to Isador that the two of them would never be on the same level. The war wouldn't last long, and although there were a lot of casualties, Ismir stood victorious.

        Nearly a decade later and although Ismir is as prosperous as ever, not everyone is content. Second born prince Isador, having lived in his elder brother’s shadow for far too long, grows restless. He dreams for a day where he is able to control the nation on his own, without his golden child brother in the picture. For months he plots and dreams of a world where he would become the next king of Ismir, fantasizing a world where he is more important. However, with his father still in prime condition and with Atreus gaining more and more popularity as the days pass, Isador is left reeling. He has only his closest confidants to confide, people who believe his fanatical ideals and notions. Those people would later become conspirators in his father’s death.

        Isador knew that the only way to inherit the throne was to kill his brother, or frame him. But killing his brother wouldn’t make the people love him like they did Atreus. No, Isador needed their sympathy, their support. From this, he set a plan in motion; he would frame Crown Prince Atreus in the murder of their father. Isador would enact martial law and arrest his brother, punishing him for patricide and high treason against the Kingdom of Ismir and taking the crown for himself.

        On the day after the festival honoring his late mother, Isador meets with his father atop the highest tower in their kingdom, overlooking the beautiful city of Arethusa. Having procured his brother’s most prized possession - a thick chain with an intricately carved stone sun, he thrusts the chain in his father’s hands and with a look of sadness, Isador shoved his father over the edge to his death.

        It didn’t take long before the crowds gathered, shocked and awed. Anyone who knew anything was aware that Prince Atreus took his necklace off for no one, as it had been a gift from his mother. And for the king to be clutching it in his hands, only meant that it had been snatched from the throat of his attacker; Prince Atreus.

        At first, there were people who thought it a mistake, however Isador’s conspirators worked the crowd, inciting a riot. Soon there was an angry mob demanding that Atreus be brought forward. Isador took control immediately, rallying the king’s guard demanding his brother be brought to justice. He locked the city down; gates locked, the port heavily guarded.

        Atreus was working on plowing a plot of land for an elderly couple when the news hit. The townspeople on the outskirts of the city started to look at him strangely as the news spread. A troop of soldiers marched all the way out to the farmlands, swords drawn and fierce in determination. They were followed by angry townsfolk carrying weapons of their own and yelling for justice.

        Isador underestimated one part of his plan, though. Atreus’ personal regiment was deathly loyal to the prince. They raced to his side and convinced him to leave, that coming forward would only mean death. For now, they convinced him to flee Ismir until they could clear his name.

        Mere weeks after fleeing from Arethusa, Atreus crossed into Ostia; a free state nestled between Ismir and other nations. There, Atreus seeks aid from an old friend. It is in Ostia that Atreus gathers a group of fighters to help him reclaim his birthright. However, Isador has assembled a fierce group of his own to hunt down the once beloved prince. This group, whom he lovingly calls his hunting party, will stop at nothing in order to achieve their task.

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                Ismir
                    -Ruled by King Nylus and Queen Viviana. Viviana died in childbirth a ten years prior to the RPs events.
                    The child did not survive. King Nylus was murdered, presumably pushed from the tower to his death by his eldest son.
                    -Prince Atreus, 27 was heir apparent before his treachery.
                    -Prince Isador 21 assumed the throne after his father’s death and after his brother fled.
                    -Princess Talia - 17, studying at the magic college.
                    -Subtropical / mediterranean climate. Large desert separates Ismir from neighboring kingdom.
                    -Two major cities; Arethusa the capital on the coast, and Thekla nearer to edge of desert.
                    -The country as a whole is mostly plains with patches of sparse forests, semi arid plateaus and intricate cave systems, in addition to the desert region.
                    -There are smaller villages and outposts dotted throughout country.

                Ostia
                    -Free state that lies outside of Ismir on the coast.
                    -Ostia is republic, ruled by a leader voted on by the people. The current leader is Ivar Karsh, a diplomatic man beloved by his countrymen.
                    -Ostia is roughly the size of a large city. It's a popular hub for maritime merchants and trading alike.
                    -Because of the friendship between Ivar and Atreus, Ivar has assembled his best to help Atreus take back Ismir.

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                KINGDOM OF ISMIR

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                    CURRENT KING OF ISMIR
                      • Murdered his father in cold blood and framed his older brother in order to assume the throne.

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                    OUTLAW PRINCE
                      • Wrongfully framed for the murder of his father. Wanted for high treason and regicide.
                      • To prove his innocence, the prince is seeking help to make his way back to Ismir.

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                    THE FRIEND
                      • Loyal to the Crown Prince, he travels with Atreus in hopes to clear his name.
                      • Despite being apart of Atreus' royal guard, the friend is also of nobility and risks being
                      outcast by helping the prince.

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                    THE BETRAYER
                      • A lover turned traitor, he stole the necklace that implicated Atreus in the
                      murder of his father.
                      • Believed the lies of Isador that Atreus was going to cut ties with them. Confused
                      but angry, they submit to Isador's plan. The betrayer is the one who leaks information
                      to Isador's hunting party.

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                    THE ASSASSIN
                      • Close friends with King Isador, the assassin has always despised Atreus.
                      • A common criminal whose chance encounter with Isador at a young age changed their
                      life forever.

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                    THE NECROMANCER
                      • The child of a once prominent court mage, the necromancer feels jilted by the crown
                      for the mistreatment of their father.
                      • Swore loyalty to Isador who claimed he would restore their family's honor.

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                    THE WARRIOR
                      • A soldier once fiercely loyal to King Nylus, the warrior will stop at nothing to bring the
                      prince to justice.
                      • Being the most experienced on Isador's death squad, the others look to the soldier
                      for guidance.


                CITYSTATE OF OSTIA

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                    THE ARCHER
                      • Quite easily the best marksman on the continent, the Archer serves in Ivar's personal
                      guard.
                      • The Archer comes from a military background, their father and grandfather before
                      them were famous swordsmen.

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                    THE MAGE
                      • More powerful than they let on, the Mage has full control over their craft.
                      • The mage studied laboriously at the college in Arethusa and is somewhat of a legend.

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                    THE HEALER
                      • The healer shares a special bond with Ivar, having saved his life on the battlefield. Ivar
                      in turn gave title and a plot of land to the healer so that they may continue to help others.
                      • The healer was the first to step forward to help Atreus win back his crown and his people.

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                    THE ROGUE
                      • The Rogue's family has served Ostia for as long as anyone can remember.
                      • The Rogue is attempting to find her way back to the light by way of helping Atreus.

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      are following after atreus. the archer, mage, healer, and rogue are ordered by ivar
      to help atreus reclaim what is his. the friend and the betrayer also help atreus with the
      betrayer secretly aiding the aforementioned hunting party.
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Character Portrait: Ye Kansu Character Portrait: Tamsin Vassallo Character Portrait: Nestori Argyris Character Portrait: Calypso Sytille Character Portrait: Artoria Cresces Character Portrait: Rowana Calmire
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Being on the run was a surreal experience. Never in his life would he have imagined his people would turn on him, with fire in their eyes and venom on their tongues. He replayed that day over in his head numerous times; him up on a barn roof of some old farmer with a hammer and thatch, sweaty and dirty from long hours of work.

He saw them almost immediately as they exited the city walls, a large cacophonous crowd lead by riders -- the king’s guard. At first he thought something was wrong with his father, that perhaps he had fallen ill. He remembered his heart dropping from his chest and the need to brace himself on one of the crossbeams. The prince would have walked out to meet them if it hadn’t been for the thunderous sound of hoofbeats racing from the direction of the barracks.

“My lord, my lord!” Two riders, both members of his personal guard circled the farm and beckoned him down. They were trusted friends, men he fought beside and would lay down his life for.

Judging by their tone of voice and the grey, sickly pallor they both shared, Atreus knew something was wrong.

“You must leave at once my prince!” The older male proclaimed, dismounting from his horse.

“King Nylus is dead, murdered and your brother...Prince Isador...wants you arrested!” The younger one added quickly, to which the older male jabbed in the elbow.

“A little more tact, Edmund!”

“I-I apologize sir, your highness. “ Edmund stammered, looking rather sheepish, but he continued on. “We knew you were out here, but the people they...Isador has whipped them into a frenzy, they are marching towards here now with weapons.” The young man gulped, “They think you killed the king!”

Atreus was speechless and his heart started to race, “Surely this is all some sort of bizarre misunderstanding..”

“No! My prince, Isador has labeled you a traitor. Your necklace was found on the King’s body. You must leave. Lord Sytille hurried us along, we promised him we’d see you somewhere safe.” The older man, Bair, pleaded his face somewhere between heartbreak and urgent.

“I-I don’t understand…” His hand reached for his neck, face as still as stone when he realized his most prized possession was missing.

“Take my horse, my prince. We’ve gathered some things, clothing and whatever foodstuffs were in the barracks to get you started.”

“But--”

“My lord prince, you are unsafe. We will send for you once we have a decent foothold, once we figure out what it is that Isador is plotting.”
Bair urged, catching Atreus by the crook of his arm and forcing the reins into his hand. “Go now, and don’t look back. We’ll buy you some time.

Though leaving that day was the best thing he could have done for his people and himself, Atreus still regretted it. He traveled until the sun went down, making it to a small village that had more dogs than people. He had changed his clothing and removed whatever jewelry he had on to help remain inconspicuous. The news traveled fast, and the prince would learn that his father was pushed from the tower to his death, clutching his mother’s necklace. The village people seemed a bit unbelieving that Nylus’ heir could do such a thing but a few drunkards were convinced he wanted the throne as soon as possible.

“At least Prince Isador has half a mind.” One joked, sloshing his tankard of ale in a pitiful cheers.

“That’s King Isador now, fool.” The other quipped, smacking his friend’s back heartily.

Atreus cringed at their banter, his eyes fixated on the knotted wood grain of the bar. He made up his mind then; He’d ride to Ostia.

The journey to Ostia took three days. Atreus was pleased to find that traveling went without a hitch; hardly anyone recognized him, if at all. He felt relieved to finally step foot in a country where it's people didn't despise him for one reason or another. Ostia in and of itself was relaxed and cheerful. Roughly the size of Arethusa, the city state was bustling with activity. Between the open air markets and lively people, it was a nice change of pace. However, Atreus could not enjoy what little time he had. He headed straight for the fortress where his dear friend held residence, hoping that he could get a swift audience with the man. He was not disappointed.

Ivar Karsh was an older man, having a decade or two on Atreus. They met during the war, finding that the young prince’s attitude towards battle was different and refreshing. Though he was unafraid and bold, he cared for his men even down to the grubby stable hands that tended to the horseshit. Ivar took it upon himself to give the boy a few lessons, even going so far as to gift him a scimitar of magical creation. Even when the war was over, Ivar and Atreus kept in touch. The prince never forgot Ivar’s promise of aid should he ever need it.

Atreus stood there in front of Ivar, and pleaded his case. He explained that his brother for one reason or another, had reason to believe that that he killed his own father. He explained that, during his travels Atreus came to the realization that Isador himself set him up so that he would assume the throne. Through the stories he heard, the rumors that were spread and his own general knowledge in how much Isador changed over the years, Atreus was certain Isador was direction responsible.

“I know my brother is responsible. And although I would like nothing more than to march straight back to Arethusa and confront him, I know that is not wise. I need people to fight with me, so that I can carve a path through Ismir.” Atreus spoke with conviction, his voice unwavering and confident. ”Judging by the rumors, Isador has essentially locked the country down in an attempt to find me. Getting back to the capital won’t be easy, my friend.”

Ivar rubbed at his ginger beard, keen blue eyes fixated on Atreus. He was deeply saddened to know that Nylus was dead, and he could tell that Atreus hadn’t had the time to properly grieve. There were lines etched into his skin that looped under his eyes that told stories of all the emotions that he held in. He needed help, and help he would give him.

“I’d like nothing more than to help you myself.” The burly man started, shifting his weight in his equally massive chair. “However, I have a better plan.” Ivar gestured towards his steward whom merely nodded and exited the room. “I have people -- men and women who serve me loyally. They are the most skilled agents this country has to offer, and they are yours to utilize as you see fit. You will find that they range in their abilities, with each one different than the last.” Ivar chuckled curtly, “Their personalities are rather colorful as well, but I know you will have no issue leading them. With them by your side, you can take back Ismir.” He paused for a moment, and then continued. “I will also outfit the lot you with whatever it is you need, I know you’re good for it. “ He offered Ivar a kind, gently smile. “All I ask for in return is to put your brother in his place. I cannot say that I know him very well, but by the actions he has taken already, I fear that he cannot be trusted.”

”Of course, my friend. I will make sure that no harm come to your people, and I will return them in the same condition that I found them.” Atreus joked lightly, head tilting to the side. ”I will pay you back for your kindness, and I will take Ismir back in my father's name..” With fierce determination, Atreus stepped forward to grip Ivar's shoulder, his free hand reaching for the man's to shake. From behind, he could hear footsteps.

It was time to meet his new companions.

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Old habits were hard to break, you can beat those urges down with a stick but sometimes they just crawl up and get to you. Walking through an alleyway, Artoria smirked to herself knowing this would be a perfect pick pocket spot. In less than a hour these passages would be used by all different sorts of people, those passing through to get home, to go to another tavern or even someone trying to get a bit of quick pleasure. The sun had started to set not that long ago, grey eyes watched as the shadows started to cover the walls, it was all a waiting game now. Leaning against a wall she seemingly disappeared into the darkness as it grew, almost flattening herself against the bricks. People hurried through the alleyway unaware of her presences. Soon enough the sky turned black, offering no light aside from the low sparkles of the stars. A drunken woman giggling to herself as she walked through the alley made an easy target Artoria. Minutes later she was sitting in a tavern with a small pouch of money, placing some on the bar she counted the rest with a grin on her face. There was a certain kind of rush when it came to stealing, of course her father wouldn't be pleased. It had been some time since Artoria had stolen anything, she had made a promise to stop but fingers were always crossed during those promises.

Of course if she had known it was her last night in her home she might have partied a little more, stolen something worth while but in stead it was spent singing drunkenly in the tavern with strangers. Each person her arm found itself around her other hand found their pockets. Several hours later no one was none the wiser as she made her way home her own pockets filled happily with all sorts of things her fingers wiggled away from others.

"Is that you baby girl?" A soft voice called out when Artoria entered the villa, there was no reason for anyone to be up but it seemed lately her mother wasn't able to sleep. Walking into the sitting room she smiled to the frail woman. "You smell terrible!" She laughed as she motioned for her to come closer, Artoria laughed as well as she staggered her way to her mother. Sitting on the floor she laid her head on her lap, closing her eyes when she felt cold fingers pull through the strands of white hair. They remained like that for a while with out speaking a work between one another until finally her mother leaned down and gently kissed the top of her head, 'You should go to bed, I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be hectic my child."

"Yea yea yea, You say that all the time." Sitting up in her spot, eyes narrowed and lips pouted the best she could before she started laughing, knowing that it was fairly late and she was a little too drunk to remain awake, "Good night mother." It took a few tries but she was finally on her feet which guided her to bed. Her mother had a habit of knowing when something was going to happen even though during the years her feelings had always proven true Artoria still didn't believe her. Sleep came fairly quickly, every part of her planned to sleep in but things never go as planned. It took a while for the knocking at the door to even make Artoria roll over in bed, it got louder and quicker until finally whoever it was just swung the door open. The heavy wood cracked against the stone wall causing her to jump in her bed, a knife in her hand as wide eyes looked towards the opening where one of her brothers stood. "Give me one reason not to give myself a sister."

Edward laughed at her threat, shaking his head with his hands up in defense, "Father is calling for us." Artoria groaned in response before throwing the knife onto the side table. Motioning for her brother to leave she slid out of the bed, shivering slightly as her feet touched the cold ground. She made herself as presentable as possible before heading towards what they considered their grand hall even though it wasn't all that grand. It was a decent sized room with a large thick wooden table in the middle that sat their unbearably large family easily. It seemed that she was the last to arrive, muttering a sorry she hurried past her brothers keeping her head down as she slipped into her seat. Everyone spoke while her father rubbed his chin, she was sure if he could he would be staring off into space.

Her father spoke suddenly, almost scaring her out of her chair, "I want you to go Artoria." There was no argument she could give her father that would change his mind, she didn't even try. The promise she made all those years ago still stood and plus it was her duty as a Cresces. Art sat in her seat, looking down at her hands as they pulled at the fabric of her pants oddly nervous about the whole thing. The others continued to talk about the plans for the immediate departure and any other details her father demanded to know. The morning had been fairly quiet aside from her brother's offering their services in response to the call that came from Ivar. An unfamiliar man sat across from her father at the other end of their grand table, he had been sent to deliver the summons and to explain the details of the situation. There had been rumors about the king of Ismir being murdered by his heir who had since been missing. Of course no one ever expected he would travel to Ostia looking for aide but then again no one expected any of this treachery, according to the messenger it had been the younger prince who did the deed. Honestly none of it meant anything Artoria, she had no views when it came to politics or kings, it was all above her and for the most part confusing. "Go pack a few things, you should get ready to leave immediately." Foggy eyes looked in the direction of her as she slowly rose from her seat. There was something about the way he spoke that Art always hated, gritting her teeth a bit she bowed her head before leaving the room and going to her own.

Artoria didn't start packing when she reached her room, instead she went to sit in her window staring out at the courtyard. It was still fairly early and it would take almost no time to reach the castle, she felt no reason to rush though she was sure she should. Part of her didn't want to leave her home but knew that there was no turning down the request or her saying no to her father. She wasn't a child anymore and wouldn't be able to get away with such things. Thankfully her head didn't throb nor did her stomach feel like the ocean, so there was at least a bright side there. Some time passed before she watched as her brothers walked out onto the grass, tossing weapons between one another as they spoke. She knew one of them would be better suited for this but it was her turn in a sense. Moving away from the window the last thing she wanted to do was to watch them train. It was easy to hear their laughter before the sound of the swords clashing against each other even on the other side of her room. There was only so much time she could delay the inevitable and she'd rather be prepared than forget something rushing out the door.

Thankfully there were no tearful goodbyes. With her bag strung across her shoulder, each person was given a hug with some words of how they would celebrate her return. Then they were off. It took no longer than a hour to arrive at the castle, Artoria noticed that there were two individuals standing near one of the doors but paid them no mind for now as hurried their way to where they were to be meeting with everyone. The man stopped outside a set of doors motioning for her to continue inside. With a deep breath she moved inside, looking between the faces that had already gathered inside. Now she knew nothing about how the titles worked, her mother tried to teach her as a child but none of it stuck. If there was one thing she was fairly sure about it was the fact she had to wait to be spoken to...right?

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Character Portrait: Erika Vesper
0 sightings Erika Vesper played by Talisman
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View All » Add Character » 13 Characters to follow in this universe

Character Portrait: Atreus Athardan
Character Portrait: Artoria Cresces
Character Portrait: Isador Arthardan
Character Portrait: Il'ithean
Character Portrait: Calypso Sytille
Character Portrait: Rowana Calmire
Character Portrait: Tamsin Vassallo
Character Portrait: Ye Kansu
Character Portrait: Nestori Argyris
Character Portrait: Garshlad of The Burning Hills

Newest

Character Portrait: Nestori Argyris
Nestori Argyris

The Betrayer

Character Portrait: Ye Kansu
Ye Kansu

The Healer

Character Portrait: Tamsin Vassallo
Tamsin Vassallo

The Archer

Character Portrait: Rowana Calmire
Rowana Calmire

The Mage

Character Portrait: Calypso Sytille
Calypso Sytille

The Friend

Character Portrait: Il'ithean
Il'ithean

The Assassin

Character Portrait: Isador Arthardan
Isador Arthardan

The King of Ismir

Character Portrait: Artoria Cresces
Artoria Cresces

The Rogue

Character Portrait: Atreus Athardan
Atreus Athardan

The Outlaw Prince

Trending

Character Portrait: Rowana Calmire
Rowana Calmire

The Mage

Character Portrait: Calypso Sytille
Calypso Sytille

The Friend

Character Portrait: Ye Kansu
Ye Kansu

The Healer

Character Portrait: Nestori Argyris
Nestori Argyris

The Betrayer

Character Portrait: Il'ithean
Il'ithean

The Assassin

Character Portrait: Artoria Cresces
Artoria Cresces

The Rogue

Character Portrait: Atreus Athardan
Atreus Athardan

The Outlaw Prince

Character Portrait: Tamsin Vassallo
Tamsin Vassallo

The Archer

Character Portrait: Isador Arthardan
Isador Arthardan

The King of Ismir

Most Followed

Character Portrait: Nestori Argyris
Nestori Argyris

The Betrayer

Character Portrait: Rowana Calmire
Rowana Calmire

The Mage

Character Portrait: Ye Kansu
Ye Kansu

The Healer

Character Portrait: Atreus Athardan
Atreus Athardan

The Outlaw Prince

Character Portrait: Isador Arthardan
Isador Arthardan

The King of Ismir

Character Portrait: Calypso Sytille
Calypso Sytille

The Friend

Character Portrait: Artoria Cresces
Artoria Cresces

The Rogue

Character Portrait: Tamsin Vassallo
Tamsin Vassallo

The Archer

Character Portrait: Il'ithean
Il'ithean

The Assassin


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Re: Blood in the Sand

soooo, is no one gonna post or what?

Re: Blood in the Sand

Okay. I posted, finally. my internet is wonky right now so if it looks mangled, i apologize. i just wanted to post it.

yes the giant is fearsome, but no worries. we've discussed OPness c:

Re: Blood in the Sand

Wahey! Renegade you're back.


I hate sickness, get well soon. I've been running in the cold and hanging out with sick people myself. Honestly thought it was a good idea at the time.

So that Garshlad dude, yeesh. I hope he's not like the final raid boss.

Re: Blood in the Sand

whew, im alive. my nieces and nephews left me with a parting gift of sickness and misery. sorry about the delay! that and ffxv has pretty much consumed my free time because i'm trash. however, i've worked out a balance.

everyone's characters looks great and all are accepted. i'll be working on an introduction. the way i see it, i can start it with atreus meeting up with ivar and everyone getting introduced there. i imagine that the betrayer somehow met up with the friend and find atreus in ostia.

as far as the hunting party goes, i figure the betrayer would have relayed info to them that they were heading to ostia. someone suggested that those that atreus doesn't know personally could attempt to join as allies and lie in wait. but i figure we can figure that out now or as we go on.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Hey guys! Renegade wanted me to let y'all know that she will be back Tuesday c:
Family and holidays.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Heyo! I got my charrie done, let me know if there is anything I need to change in order to get him up to snuff. ^^ Looking forward to this RP.

Re: Blood in the Sand

*Coughs*

Right, Vesper's done. Her history --might-- be a little rough, but I'll try to grind down the rough edges as we go. Its just that the holidays managed to suck some of the creative juices out of my mind, but I'm sure it'll come back. It always does. But I didn't want you all to be waiting on little ol' me, so I pushed and got her out. Heh, sorry about that.

Oh, and if there's anything I need to change, let me know and I'll see what I can do.

But yeah, Ves is done.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Ye looks great! I've accepted him c:

Re: Blood in the Sand

Ye is finished, let me know if I should change something.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Talisman! You're ruining it for everyone! I need to know Vesper's background so I can slightly alter Tamsin's so they know eachother!

Re: Blood in the Sand

perfectly fine! i myself am running around doing a lot so take your time and enjoy the holiday c:

Re: Blood in the Sand

As an update, Vesper's only got her history to go, but a lot of Christmas stuff has waylaid some plans, so I'll try to get it up as soon as possible.

Sorry for any inconvience.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Nest is super-near completion. All I need are some finishing details, but he'll be done by tonight. If anyone wants to talk about potential relationships, hit me up via PM or on my skype! Just lemme know who you are! ^^

Skype: allen.walker.4ever
otherwise currently known as (I hope) Salt Shaker.

Re: Blood in the Sand

i accepted the characters that are finisheddd.

also, if anyone wants you can always add me on skype @ renegade.spectre

i don't sleep much. thaanks insomnia. so feel free to hit me up if you need questions answered, i always have my phone.

Re: Blood in the Sand

whew, i had a busy ass day today. i'll reply to messages in the morning!

Re: Blood in the Sand

Leandra is fini :3 The necromancer is ready to raise some hell :P

Re: Blood in the Sand

Sweet. Getting excited for the start. If anyone wants to talk character relationships and what not, I am always game ~ I got a character on both sides :)

Re: Blood in the Sand

tamsin is great! i don't see any issues with her c:

front page is updated as well~

Re: Blood in the Sand

I have finished up the Archer. It's 5 am now so I definitely made some mistakes. Please point them out for me to correct.

Re: Blood in the Sand

Sorry folks, I'm a little late to the party.

You can drop this on the front page for our healer.

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