Introduction
Murder and Betrayal. The current regent of the Kingdom who was the King’s brother has murdered both king and queen, and the heir’s self and family. Bloodstains coat this vile man’s hands as he now has for the most part stolen the crown with ease. The templar and magi support him as he now tries to force the princess into marrying his son so his family may take the proper title and crown without civil war. Though to keep the illusion of his innocence up he has allowed princes from neighboring lands to come and try to win her.
The world is a dark place martial law has been implemented guards patrol nonstop those who stand against the regent’s madness are executed with out any proof of guilt. As always in these lands humans suffer from xenophobia and often with violently reject or repress other races. Under the regent’s rule violence against other races have risen. Though who can stand against a man who controls the power of magic and faith.
Kai’Drona is a human kingdom filled with a large population of Plains humans. They dislike most races and there is open hatred towards all things not human. It is not uncommon for violence against other races. Kai’Drona is a large kingdom holding hundreds of villages of a few cities. Though it will be mainly focused on the capital Victarith. This city is a massive sprawling city holding four massive walls to house the tens of thousands who live in this thriving city. Crime is fluent due to his mass population and major trade ports.
(If you do not specify what type of human you are, you will be assumed to be a plains human.)
Main Spots.
The Regent. Lord Malidur
The Princess. Princess Sophie
Regent’s Son. Sir Malidur
Human Suitors.
1. Prince Necron
2.
3.
4.
Minor Roles.
Templar. Powerful knights trained in the use of channeling their faith into vicious and deadly blasts of energy. These men are feared as unlike mages they have unlimited power at their disposal. The corrupt templar serve the Regent.
1. Ser Victiara
2.
3.
Magi of Kai’Drona. Septriss’ Chosen are taken at birth to be trained by this order. They are loyal to the Regent though some may still hold loyalty to the rightful crown. They are capable of casting magic, though it drains their physical attributes fatiguing them the more they cast.
1.
2.
3.
Elven Suitors.
1.
2.
Princess’ Friends.
City Residence.
Laisha Dedwin
Sekivar
Zethya Draker
Castle Guards.
Knights.
Ser Azor
"Monsters"
Nathaniel Bennet
Hijian Ahsteel
Elves-Others
Raine Songrose
Races.(These are the base races, you may play as anything you want… for creating physical descriptions of my races just ask if you need help.)
(Races with a * are restricted to players I know won’t abuse their power or leave in the middle of the role-play)
Humans
Plains. These are the civilized humans adaptable and balanced. They are the main population of the cities.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Green/Brown
Hair. Black/Brown
Skin. Light/pale
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator God. Mealis and Zatolen
Background. Plains humans though weak compared to most races are numerous and rely on cunning and technology rather then brute force. Considering their way of life civil and the ‘barbaric’ ways of other races. Often predigest towards other races due to their upbringings in Plains cities devoid of other races. They do not have a base alignment and are often seen as the adaptive race capable of overcoming most challenges. Their kind are also place woman as secondary citizens below men.
Black Jet Imperial. People born in the Black Jet Empire homeland. Strong physically and inventive mentally. Though emotionally closed these powerful humans make excellent warriors even if they lack the strategic thinking of other humans. Mass in numbers and powerful in strength the only thing that can stop these berserkers is strategy.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Blue
Hair Blonde
Skin White
Height 6’4-10’0
Creator God. The True Mother
Background. The Black Jet Imperials are a proud race great in numbers, physical strength, and technology. Due to their advancement they wish to spread their culture, and teach the lesser races how to properly live and worship. Unlike plains humans who are more accepting religiously… Black Jet Imperials only allow the worship of their one god. They worship a goddess known as the True Mother most races do not know nor understand who this True Mother is. Imperials lack emotional feelings, still capable of feeling their sense of emotion is dulled severely… many believe they lack it even though they don’t.
Children of the Wolf/Bear. Referred to as barbarians due to their closeness to nature and hatred of cities. These humans can take on a bestial appearance. The Sons of the Bear are physically superior, but mentally weaker then plains humans. While Daughters of the Wolf are agile, fierce, and beautiful.
Average Appearance. (Sons of the Bear)
Eyes. Green/Blue
Hair. Blonde/Red
Skin. Bronzed
Height. 6’8-7’4
Creator God. The Bear God
Background. Powerful warriors born of the Isles of Fa’rona their word is their life, honorable and fierce their determination in combat is incredible their deeds great. They are the warriors of the Isles and are in constant struggle with the Plains humans of the Humanic Empire.
Average Appearance. (Daughters of the Wolf)
Eyes. Blue/Violet
Hair. Blonde/Red
Skin. Bronzed
Height. 5’4-6’0
Creator God. The Wolf Goddess
Background. These warriors of the Isles of Fa’rona are considered the ultimate form of human beauty. Which is both a blessing and a curse, due to their beauty and command air they are often kidnapped during Humanic Raids to be taking as trophy wives under lords of Plains Humans… one must be careful even unarmed these agile woman are capable of dispatching trained soldiers barehanded.
The Corrupted(Fully Corrupted*). These humans have defiled their flesh in the name of the dark god of corruption Zatolen. The more they mutilate their bodies the more in tune they become with their dark fell deity. They go from twisted abominations to insanely powerful fully corrupted which can easily pass as humans. The usually time it takes for full corruption is twenty four years… the fastest known time to full corruption was six years. A fully corrupted is capable of ripping through armor and solid stone with bare hands.
Average Appearance.
Would appear much like their native race except partial corruption causes clear signs of demonic influence. Their eyes would always be a shade of Red. //Red, Orange, Violet, ect.// Though often considered evil Corrupted are whatever dispostion they choose, good, evil, or neutral Corrupted do not always resemble to image earned by their weak minded kin… the Corrupted who truly abuse their powers.
Black Hearts*. Those who actual become one with Zatolen when they ascend to their fully Corrupted forms. Incorpral these beings can devestate sentient foes immune to normal weapons while capable of rending through foes with their spectral claws.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Burning Crimson or Void Black.
Hair. Sanguine
Skin. Transparent/pale
Height. (Retains racial height)
Creator God. Zatolen
Background. Black Hearts are created when one ascends to Full Corruption as they kill themselves. Though it has never been seen that one did this on purpose as it would be neigh impossible to tell exactly when one will finish their Corruption ascension. They are often accidentally deaths which due to the close connection to Zatolen during the final stages of Full Corruption turns them into creatures equal to Demi-Gods in power. There are only four Black Hearts and a total of seven in the whole history of Dophia.
Tal’Threar* (Shadow Stalker). The Tal’Threar are an odd species of human often turned to further their uses as an assassin. These deadly half fiends are the most potent of stealth blades and can end even experienced heroes quickly.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Shades of red (Red, Violet, Orange, ect.)
Hair. Black or White
Skin. Deathly pale.
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator -Fiend-: Eldis Tal (Greatest Shadow)
Background. Tal’Threar have infused themselves with the Tal’Var those demons though rare may lay waste to their foes with undying hatred… feared even beyond the great Eldar. Infused with these mighty fiends these assassins move with such speed one may not even realize they are dead yet, with such accuracy they could hit a nerve at a hundred yards. Capable of phasing from shadow to shadow and animating them they also are capable of taking any form, changing their appearances at will as long as it keeps the same total mass.
Septriss’ Chosen. (Have to be magi.) These few were gifted with the power of magic from the God Septriss. They praise him and in return they are given the power they need to bend reality to their whims. Superior to normal humans in everyway.
Average Appearance. Appear as normal Humans (or Sub-race Human)
Septriss’ Chosen can be from any human race, often being physical superior to their own kind these powerful mages can crippled and lay waste to any with ancient words bound to power and the full force of their physical powers to bend reality to their needs.
THEY -MUST- PRAISE SEPTRISS
Elves.
White Elves of Paladar. These elves are tall their skin and hair often resembling natural colors and plants. They often have oaken skin with hair to match wild flowers. Select few have eyes that hold every color of spring. Fierce warriors but prefer to refrain from blood shed. They are superior to humans in almost all conceivable ways. Minor to no magic ability.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Colors of Spring.
Hair. Hair that matches flowers and other natural colors.
Skin. oaken
Height. 5’4-6’4
Creator God. Paladar
Background. The White Elves are a race of order and light. They are filled with fervor and zeal as they honor and serve their lords to ensure their perfect lawful society and cities. While they enforce justice they are no where near as zealous in slaughter as Black Elves.
Black Elves of Na’Tally. These elves are tall their skin and hair often resembling the desolate and vile woods they live in. They often have darker tan skin their hair black or metallic. Select few have eyes that hold every color of Autumn. Deadly and vile Warriors that revel in the deaths of their hated cousins the white elves. Superior to humans they are some of the deadliest natural psions in the world.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Colors of Autumn
Hair. metallic
Skin. Dark oak
Height. 6’2-8’6
Creator God. Na’Tally
Background. Black Elves are of Justice by any means and the darkness that follows. Though considered an evil race they are not always the sadistic creatures that stalk the land spreading terror and destruction to enforce justice. Many are simply tricksters and though not as lawful and proud as White Elves they are not evil. Though those who are have built a stereotype of evil and destruction to all the Black Elves.
Dragon Stone Elves*. Elves blessed by Talcor’s talons. These elves are capable of feats of such power even the Septriss’ Chosen are no match. There raw magical talent is limitless and quickly evolving. Though only one Dragon Stone elf is born at a time, and there is often a few hundred years in between deaths and births.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Soul Piercing Green
Hair. Crimson/Void Black
Skin. Red tinted
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator Gods. Talcor, Na’Tally, Paladar, Zatolen
The Creation of the Dragon Stone Elves were done to end the fighting between the two Elven races and the Dragons. A creature composed of all of their kind White Elf for its since of Law and their overwhelming defiance to threats or death, Black Elves’ since of Justice and power of Psionics and magic, and the Dragon’s ability to endure time completely untouched, survive with out any needs of mortal coil besides their own flesh and blood and the pure magical reserves given to the dragons for their breath weapons. Though as they Three gods formed such a powerful being Zatolen interrupted the creation sending forth his own dark influence giving the creature untold power… and the ability to choose good or evil. Though due to his corruption the other gods’ magic was altered… The first Dragon Stone Elf was given life… but it was unable to reproduce… and thus when it died its kind was thought lost… until another was born several hundred years later to a Black Elf maiden. These elves are not born of flesh but of soul… implanting themselves in virgins when their formed from the pure power of the spell used to create the first. They are respected and feared by all races.
Green Skins.
Creator God Haltheris
Horror Goblin. Small, Weak, and thought all around pathetic Horror Goblins have become nightmarish tales told to young children. These goblins are capable of becoming invisible at will. Their skin secrets a agent that causes extreme paranoia. Though even a human child could overpower these weak creatures physically.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Shades of Red
Hair. Black scraggly
Skin. Black with red clan marks
Height. 2’0-2’6
Orks (Elder Orks*). Orks a race that strengthens over time. Newborns and adults are not but sheep to the slaughter in battle… however… elder orks are the most fearsome and deadly sentient warriors alive. It often takes two or even three “heroes” to successfully down a single elder ork. They have the strength to match and surpass fully corrupted.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Green/Brown
Hair. Black
Skin. Green
Height. 4’8-6’2 (Elders 8’0-10’0_
miscellaneous Races.
Septrinian*. A ancient and powerful races who receive the knowledge of their parents at birth. Fragile and weak Septrinian require flesh and bones of creatures, people, and plants to cast their devastating magic. They often like to play god creating and altering races and reality. As a evolution on their part Septrinian have large heavy set shells capable of holding off an elder ork. This thick armadillo like shell secrets long deadly spikes tipped with poison so potent it could drop an elephant in a minuet.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Grey
Hair. -
Skin. Black leathery scales
Height. 4’2-4’8
Anubian. A common term used to identify all beast folk. The Anubian consist of all forms of beast folk ranging from countless species. The only identification mark is they are sentient, walk on their hind legs, and appear more animal then human.
Monsters.
Brekka
Red. Lithe and fast hunters who average the size of a horse. Deadly and intelligent these pack hunters could easily outsmart and slay dragons. One should not challenge these creatures when arrogant… or you will die.
Green. Large powerfully belt monsters who charge with deadly strength. Long horns mount their deadly heads and their legs are strong enough to force them through a wall without momentum. They are roughly the size of a warhorse more then capable of ripping through anything or one while charging.
Black. These massive hulking creatures of long deadly necks and needle thin fangs. Capable of harassing enemies from over nine feet away with their necks and tail they are by far the largest and most dangerous Brekka capable of slithering through tight passages and overcoming anything through brute strength. They burry their eggs in shiny objects for some unknown reason. This usually means their lairs are full of treasures.
Blue. Deadly and cunning these amphibious Brekka have long horns to breaking through hulls and long deadly claws for burrowing through puncture holes. Roughly the size of a dog these creatures enjoy sleeping in the ballisks of the ship. They are sometimes kept as pets on board due to their prey being rats. They have soft blue leather scales small needle length fangs. They have three clawed hands and a large horn. Some find these creature adorable while those who train real Brekka find them an insult to the breed.
White. These lithe Brekka are long serpent like monsters capable of flying while worthless in melee combat they spit bolts of acid to kill and harass its prey and foes. White scaled with large white wings they are not as fast nor maneuverable as Jarei but they make excellent snipers in air to surface battles. Their saliva paralyses on contact.
Jarei. Small reptilian bird like creatures while not dangerous to creature such as Brekka their beaks are still capable of being lethal to anything they can get the drop on. Slightly smaller then a Red Brekka they are often used by humans as transportation when horses won’t cut it.
Azulu Wing. These giant rats have arachnid like eyes deadly fangs and small leathery wings. Barbed tails flail behind them as they swarm over the lands in large hordes that devour anything that is unfortunate to fall into the horde’s path.
Draconic Serpent. Massive sea dragons capable of swallowing entire ships whole. These deadly monsters are capable of flying through the air and breathing forth steaming water to boil their prey to death. Only believed real in lore and legend these monsters haunt a sailor’s every nightmare.
Ring Trolls. Like regular trolls Ring Trolls are insanely strong and capable of recovering from almost any hit or wound in moments. Their limbs regenerate within hours and lesser wounds within minuets. Ring Trolls however also have access to magic… most are to unintelligent to use it properly… but those born with intelligence make full corrupted look easy. One should not fight these creatures unless its absolutely necessary.
Kurag. Deadly humanoids with powerful exoskeletons that armor their bodies. Intelligent and strong Kurag swallow humanoids whole as they move towards their stomach their prey is coated in a cobweb-like coating which constricts the prey to minimize size while they digest their prey much like spiders. Their innards are now strong enough to handle scaled, spiked, or other such creatures as this would tear apart their digestive track. They also are capable of liquefying their prey excluding the skin, they stretch this over their bodies and take the form of humans and elves which they resemble in appearance.
The Shadowed. Creatures that feed of evil and vile memories. They thrive in places of horrid deeds and places of slaughter. Composed of solidified malice and darkness they are capable of turning into a thick mist to suffocate and kill those who stand against them. Taking one of three forms Stalkers are lithe creatures who hunt their prey with joy in squeezing every last drop of fear before they murder their victims and feed of their negative stain upon the world. Brutes are hulking creatures capable of crushing would be heroes who can stand against the Stalkers… they ensure the protection of the Fiends. The Fiends are the puppet masters, allowing their thoughtless Stalkers and Brutes the ability to think and strategize, they give purpose to the lesser Shadowed power Fiends embody the full force of evil in a place of great suffering… certain places Fiends are often compared to gods in power… one should avoid places stained or that which remain scarred by black deeds.
Zakra. Spirits trapped in tormented existence. Forced to relive their deeds and deaths, forced to fight in never ending battles due to the poor evil that perverts their resting grounds… as most soldiers are burned or buried on the battle field… or the slaughtered cities. Zakra are capable of harming mortals with a deathly touch, though their weapons can only harm other Zakra. They can not truly die they only return to relive their horrors again and again… to end such twisted creatures one must slay the Shadowed Fiend who embodies their pain, the horrors they live in, and the darkness that taints their souls.
The Gods. (All magic is based on faith and gifted by the gods.)
Mealis, God of Purity and light, she is the only god allowed to be praised within human cities. She is a strange choice as a dominate human god… as males are the dominate sex.
Symbol. Two hands held in prayer with a vine twisting in and out of her fingers with blooming flowers.
Zatolen. God of Corruption and Power, he is the arch-rival and lover of Mealis praised only in certain cities he is reviled for granting his servants demonic power.
Symbol. A upside down horned Cross.
The Wolf Goddess. A deadly entity of beauty, agility, the hunter, and womanhood. She is praised by the beast, barbarian, and most females. She is seen as the ultimate form of feminine power. Her Disciples must be female though her prophet is a man..
Symbol. A Bow crossed with two arrows.
The Bear God. A Powerful entity of strength, combat, and the warrior, and manhood. He is praised by the beasts, barbarians, and any form of combatant. He is seen as the ultimate form of humanity physical strength. His disciples must be male though his prophet is a woman.
Symbol. A shield crossed with a spear and a sword.
Septriss. This god is seen as the most powerful of the human gods. His main servants are the Magi though he is also praised in demon rites. He is said to have falling in love with a demoness who he made the moon as gift to her beauty. He rules over power, might, magic, time, and death. Septriss is only to be used by Magi or Templar. He is otherwise known as the Lord of Moons. Septriss is a deity but not considered a god.
Symbol. A Book, Scroll, and Quill
Paladar. A noble and powerful God, he rules over Chivalry, Honor, Law, and Order. Often depicted as a white knight wielding a metal lance. His avatar is a massive white serpent dragon.
Symbol. An open palm raised in fealty.
Na’Tally. A Feared and Scheming God, He rules over Trickery, Lies, Justice, and Chaos. Often seen as deadly black knight who wields a black long sword. His avatar is a massive black serpent dragon.
Symbol. A open palmed gauntlet raised in a challenge(for a duel), a Eye with a dagger for its pupil, and a closed fist with cloth wrapped around its’ fist blood leaking down through its fingers.
Haltheris. God of Trickery, Disorder, Conflict, and Insanity. (Greenskin God) A massive Cyclops responsible for tornados and hurricanes.
Symbol. Dice and Shackles.
Dreaous. God if Damnation, Fire, Decay, and the Underworld. Mainly praised by the Anubians Dreaous is of all beasts and creatures a powerful god and deadly adversary to Mealis.
Symbol. Crown of Thorns
Talcor. God of Dragons, the white sentinel of imbalance. He is one of the chief gods slightly more powerful then Septress. Ruling over Balance, Neutrality, Dragons, the Divine. Father of all gods.
Symbol. Two Dragon’s Locked in Combat.
The True Mother. Goddess of Birth and Creation. The True Mother is the mother of both Gods and Demons mate of Eldis Sun and Talcor. The mother goddess is portrayed as lady in a white dress soaked with her own tears as she mourns the constant death of her children.
Symbol. A tear filled eye.
Zale. Goddess of Love and the Sea/Ocean. Portrayed as a maiden in a red dress always clutching a handkerchief in her hands in constant wait for a human sailor whom she fell in love with and was forever lost as sea. A handkerchief is a sign of love and loyalty gifted as a sign of remembrance.
Symbol. A handkerchief clutched by a woman’s hand.
Demonic Deities.
Eldis Sun (Greatest Fire) God of Fire, Destruction, and Renewal. Elder brother of Talcor and father of all demons. Trapped away in the pits of hell by the gods and the mortals.
Symbol. A burning Cross.
Vexia Katar (Beauty of the Moon.) The Demoness of Lust, Revel, and feminine beauty. She holds such beauty that the demon lords are constantly in struggle to claim her for their own.
Symbol. Wine Vessel.
Tal Katar (Shadow of the Moon) A Demon who rules over shadows, darkness, night, and the heart as an organ.
Symbol. Heptagon to stand for each of the seven mortal sins.
Sun Katar (Beauty of the Moon) The Demoness who stole Septriss’ heart the two long for one another but she is locked away in the depths of hell along with the rest of the demons. Rules over Moral, Fire, and Combat.
Symbol. A burning sword with two crossed banners.
Agrith Katar. Lord of Fear, Death, and Destruction. Powerful and destructive he commands the Agrith under an iron fist. Unlike most Agrith his powers do not lie in the aspect of lust but the complete and utter fear. He is often depicted as a jester with a scepter topped with a set of scales.
Symbol. A human skull pierced by seven spears. A skeletal snake limply hanging from one of the eyes.
Ondra Vexis. Lord of Fire, Honor, The Knight, The Fallen, Destruction, and War. Portrayed as a knight adorned in full plate burned black. Fire erupts from the breaks in his armor. His eyes burn with undying power and he wears a cloak made of flesh and bone. He wields a sword with a sapphire hilt and a blade of pure fire.
Symbol. A Black Knight’s helm.
Sun Katar. Lady of Passion. A woman who brings forth the feelings of passion, such as lust, rage, and pride her powers are many but weak compared to demons of concentrated domains.
Symbol. A heart clutched by a demon’s claws.
Ja Vexis. Lord of Poison, Dread, and the Assassin. This fiend is covered in deadly spines his body entwined in thick cloth his eyes piercing like his deadly quills in which he slays his foes with from afar.
Symbol. Six needles surrounding a curved dagger.
No Magic Items.
City Currency.
Lore- Silver coins worth twenty Lorath
Lorath- Iron coins worth twenty Loran
Loran - bronze coins, base currency.
Average weekly income.
Nobility. 50 Lore.
Upper Class // Example. Powerful Merchant Families//. 100 Lorath
Upper Middle Class. // Example. Successful merchants, skilled craftsmen// 50 Lorath
Middle Class // Example. Merchants, tradesmen, ship captains, military officers, knights// 10 Lorath
Lower Class. // Example. Soldiers, shop keepers// 5 Loran.
Peasant. // Examples. Farmers and workers// 3 Loran.
(Three Loran is enough to keep a family of five alive.)
The world is a dark place martial law has been implemented guards patrol nonstop those who stand against the regent’s madness are executed with out any proof of guilt. As always in these lands humans suffer from xenophobia and often with violently reject or repress other races. Under the regent’s rule violence against other races have risen. Though who can stand against a man who controls the power of magic and faith.
Kai’Drona is a human kingdom filled with a large population of Plains humans. They dislike most races and there is open hatred towards all things not human. It is not uncommon for violence against other races. Kai’Drona is a large kingdom holding hundreds of villages of a few cities. Though it will be mainly focused on the capital Victarith. This city is a massive sprawling city holding four massive walls to house the tens of thousands who live in this thriving city. Crime is fluent due to his mass population and major trade ports.
(If you do not specify what type of human you are, you will be assumed to be a plains human.)
Main Spots.
The Regent. Lord Malidur
The Princess. Princess Sophie
Regent’s Son. Sir Malidur
Human Suitors.
1. Prince Necron
2.
3.
4.
Minor Roles.
Templar. Powerful knights trained in the use of channeling their faith into vicious and deadly blasts of energy. These men are feared as unlike mages they have unlimited power at their disposal. The corrupt templar serve the Regent.
1. Ser Victiara
2.
3.
Magi of Kai’Drona. Septriss’ Chosen are taken at birth to be trained by this order. They are loyal to the Regent though some may still hold loyalty to the rightful crown. They are capable of casting magic, though it drains their physical attributes fatiguing them the more they cast.
1.
2.
3.
Elven Suitors.
1.
2.
Princess’ Friends.
City Residence.
Laisha Dedwin
Sekivar
Zethya Draker
Castle Guards.
Knights.
Ser Azor
"Monsters"
Nathaniel Bennet
Hijian Ahsteel
Elves-Others
Raine Songrose
Races.(These are the base races, you may play as anything you want… for creating physical descriptions of my races just ask if you need help.)
(Races with a * are restricted to players I know won’t abuse their power or leave in the middle of the role-play)
Humans
Plains. These are the civilized humans adaptable and balanced. They are the main population of the cities.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Green/Brown
Hair. Black/Brown
Skin. Light/pale
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator God. Mealis and Zatolen
Background. Plains humans though weak compared to most races are numerous and rely on cunning and technology rather then brute force. Considering their way of life civil and the ‘barbaric’ ways of other races. Often predigest towards other races due to their upbringings in Plains cities devoid of other races. They do not have a base alignment and are often seen as the adaptive race capable of overcoming most challenges. Their kind are also place woman as secondary citizens below men.
Black Jet Imperial. People born in the Black Jet Empire homeland. Strong physically and inventive mentally. Though emotionally closed these powerful humans make excellent warriors even if they lack the strategic thinking of other humans. Mass in numbers and powerful in strength the only thing that can stop these berserkers is strategy.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Blue
Hair Blonde
Skin White
Height 6’4-10’0
Creator God. The True Mother
Background. The Black Jet Imperials are a proud race great in numbers, physical strength, and technology. Due to their advancement they wish to spread their culture, and teach the lesser races how to properly live and worship. Unlike plains humans who are more accepting religiously… Black Jet Imperials only allow the worship of their one god. They worship a goddess known as the True Mother most races do not know nor understand who this True Mother is. Imperials lack emotional feelings, still capable of feeling their sense of emotion is dulled severely… many believe they lack it even though they don’t.
Children of the Wolf/Bear. Referred to as barbarians due to their closeness to nature and hatred of cities. These humans can take on a bestial appearance. The Sons of the Bear are physically superior, but mentally weaker then plains humans. While Daughters of the Wolf are agile, fierce, and beautiful.
Average Appearance. (Sons of the Bear)
Eyes. Green/Blue
Hair. Blonde/Red
Skin. Bronzed
Height. 6’8-7’4
Creator God. The Bear God
Background. Powerful warriors born of the Isles of Fa’rona their word is their life, honorable and fierce their determination in combat is incredible their deeds great. They are the warriors of the Isles and are in constant struggle with the Plains humans of the Humanic Empire.
Average Appearance. (Daughters of the Wolf)
Eyes. Blue/Violet
Hair. Blonde/Red
Skin. Bronzed
Height. 5’4-6’0
Creator God. The Wolf Goddess
Background. These warriors of the Isles of Fa’rona are considered the ultimate form of human beauty. Which is both a blessing and a curse, due to their beauty and command air they are often kidnapped during Humanic Raids to be taking as trophy wives under lords of Plains Humans… one must be careful even unarmed these agile woman are capable of dispatching trained soldiers barehanded.
The Corrupted(Fully Corrupted*). These humans have defiled their flesh in the name of the dark god of corruption Zatolen. The more they mutilate their bodies the more in tune they become with their dark fell deity. They go from twisted abominations to insanely powerful fully corrupted which can easily pass as humans. The usually time it takes for full corruption is twenty four years… the fastest known time to full corruption was six years. A fully corrupted is capable of ripping through armor and solid stone with bare hands.
Average Appearance.
Would appear much like their native race except partial corruption causes clear signs of demonic influence. Their eyes would always be a shade of Red. //Red, Orange, Violet, ect.// Though often considered evil Corrupted are whatever dispostion they choose, good, evil, or neutral Corrupted do not always resemble to image earned by their weak minded kin… the Corrupted who truly abuse their powers.
Black Hearts*. Those who actual become one with Zatolen when they ascend to their fully Corrupted forms. Incorpral these beings can devestate sentient foes immune to normal weapons while capable of rending through foes with their spectral claws.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Burning Crimson or Void Black.
Hair. Sanguine
Skin. Transparent/pale
Height. (Retains racial height)
Creator God. Zatolen
Background. Black Hearts are created when one ascends to Full Corruption as they kill themselves. Though it has never been seen that one did this on purpose as it would be neigh impossible to tell exactly when one will finish their Corruption ascension. They are often accidentally deaths which due to the close connection to Zatolen during the final stages of Full Corruption turns them into creatures equal to Demi-Gods in power. There are only four Black Hearts and a total of seven in the whole history of Dophia.
Tal’Threar* (Shadow Stalker). The Tal’Threar are an odd species of human often turned to further their uses as an assassin. These deadly half fiends are the most potent of stealth blades and can end even experienced heroes quickly.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Shades of red (Red, Violet, Orange, ect.)
Hair. Black or White
Skin. Deathly pale.
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator -Fiend-: Eldis Tal (Greatest Shadow)
Background. Tal’Threar have infused themselves with the Tal’Var those demons though rare may lay waste to their foes with undying hatred… feared even beyond the great Eldar. Infused with these mighty fiends these assassins move with such speed one may not even realize they are dead yet, with such accuracy they could hit a nerve at a hundred yards. Capable of phasing from shadow to shadow and animating them they also are capable of taking any form, changing their appearances at will as long as it keeps the same total mass.
Septriss’ Chosen. (Have to be magi.) These few were gifted with the power of magic from the God Septriss. They praise him and in return they are given the power they need to bend reality to their whims. Superior to normal humans in everyway.
Average Appearance. Appear as normal Humans (or Sub-race Human)
Septriss’ Chosen can be from any human race, often being physical superior to their own kind these powerful mages can crippled and lay waste to any with ancient words bound to power and the full force of their physical powers to bend reality to their needs.
THEY -MUST- PRAISE SEPTRISS
Elves.
White Elves of Paladar. These elves are tall their skin and hair often resembling natural colors and plants. They often have oaken skin with hair to match wild flowers. Select few have eyes that hold every color of spring. Fierce warriors but prefer to refrain from blood shed. They are superior to humans in almost all conceivable ways. Minor to no magic ability.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Colors of Spring.
Hair. Hair that matches flowers and other natural colors.
Skin. oaken
Height. 5’4-6’4
Creator God. Paladar
Background. The White Elves are a race of order and light. They are filled with fervor and zeal as they honor and serve their lords to ensure their perfect lawful society and cities. While they enforce justice they are no where near as zealous in slaughter as Black Elves.
Black Elves of Na’Tally. These elves are tall their skin and hair often resembling the desolate and vile woods they live in. They often have darker tan skin their hair black or metallic. Select few have eyes that hold every color of Autumn. Deadly and vile Warriors that revel in the deaths of their hated cousins the white elves. Superior to humans they are some of the deadliest natural psions in the world.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Colors of Autumn
Hair. metallic
Skin. Dark oak
Height. 6’2-8’6
Creator God. Na’Tally
Background. Black Elves are of Justice by any means and the darkness that follows. Though considered an evil race they are not always the sadistic creatures that stalk the land spreading terror and destruction to enforce justice. Many are simply tricksters and though not as lawful and proud as White Elves they are not evil. Though those who are have built a stereotype of evil and destruction to all the Black Elves.
Dragon Stone Elves*. Elves blessed by Talcor’s talons. These elves are capable of feats of such power even the Septriss’ Chosen are no match. There raw magical talent is limitless and quickly evolving. Though only one Dragon Stone elf is born at a time, and there is often a few hundred years in between deaths and births.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Soul Piercing Green
Hair. Crimson/Void Black
Skin. Red tinted
Height. 4’9-5’2
Creator Gods. Talcor, Na’Tally, Paladar, Zatolen
The Creation of the Dragon Stone Elves were done to end the fighting between the two Elven races and the Dragons. A creature composed of all of their kind White Elf for its since of Law and their overwhelming defiance to threats or death, Black Elves’ since of Justice and power of Psionics and magic, and the Dragon’s ability to endure time completely untouched, survive with out any needs of mortal coil besides their own flesh and blood and the pure magical reserves given to the dragons for their breath weapons. Though as they Three gods formed such a powerful being Zatolen interrupted the creation sending forth his own dark influence giving the creature untold power… and the ability to choose good or evil. Though due to his corruption the other gods’ magic was altered… The first Dragon Stone Elf was given life… but it was unable to reproduce… and thus when it died its kind was thought lost… until another was born several hundred years later to a Black Elf maiden. These elves are not born of flesh but of soul… implanting themselves in virgins when their formed from the pure power of the spell used to create the first. They are respected and feared by all races.
Green Skins.
Creator God Haltheris
Horror Goblin. Small, Weak, and thought all around pathetic Horror Goblins have become nightmarish tales told to young children. These goblins are capable of becoming invisible at will. Their skin secrets a agent that causes extreme paranoia. Though even a human child could overpower these weak creatures physically.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Shades of Red
Hair. Black scraggly
Skin. Black with red clan marks
Height. 2’0-2’6
Orks (Elder Orks*). Orks a race that strengthens over time. Newborns and adults are not but sheep to the slaughter in battle… however… elder orks are the most fearsome and deadly sentient warriors alive. It often takes two or even three “heroes” to successfully down a single elder ork. They have the strength to match and surpass fully corrupted.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Green/Brown
Hair. Black
Skin. Green
Height. 4’8-6’2 (Elders 8’0-10’0_
miscellaneous Races.
Septrinian*. A ancient and powerful races who receive the knowledge of their parents at birth. Fragile and weak Septrinian require flesh and bones of creatures, people, and plants to cast their devastating magic. They often like to play god creating and altering races and reality. As a evolution on their part Septrinian have large heavy set shells capable of holding off an elder ork. This thick armadillo like shell secrets long deadly spikes tipped with poison so potent it could drop an elephant in a minuet.
Average Appearance.
Eyes. Grey
Hair. -
Skin. Black leathery scales
Height. 4’2-4’8
Anubian. A common term used to identify all beast folk. The Anubian consist of all forms of beast folk ranging from countless species. The only identification mark is they are sentient, walk on their hind legs, and appear more animal then human.
Monsters.
Brekka
Red. Lithe and fast hunters who average the size of a horse. Deadly and intelligent these pack hunters could easily outsmart and slay dragons. One should not challenge these creatures when arrogant… or you will die.
Green. Large powerfully belt monsters who charge with deadly strength. Long horns mount their deadly heads and their legs are strong enough to force them through a wall without momentum. They are roughly the size of a warhorse more then capable of ripping through anything or one while charging.
Black. These massive hulking creatures of long deadly necks and needle thin fangs. Capable of harassing enemies from over nine feet away with their necks and tail they are by far the largest and most dangerous Brekka capable of slithering through tight passages and overcoming anything through brute strength. They burry their eggs in shiny objects for some unknown reason. This usually means their lairs are full of treasures.
Blue. Deadly and cunning these amphibious Brekka have long horns to breaking through hulls and long deadly claws for burrowing through puncture holes. Roughly the size of a dog these creatures enjoy sleeping in the ballisks of the ship. They are sometimes kept as pets on board due to their prey being rats. They have soft blue leather scales small needle length fangs. They have three clawed hands and a large horn. Some find these creature adorable while those who train real Brekka find them an insult to the breed.
White. These lithe Brekka are long serpent like monsters capable of flying while worthless in melee combat they spit bolts of acid to kill and harass its prey and foes. White scaled with large white wings they are not as fast nor maneuverable as Jarei but they make excellent snipers in air to surface battles. Their saliva paralyses on contact.
Jarei. Small reptilian bird like creatures while not dangerous to creature such as Brekka their beaks are still capable of being lethal to anything they can get the drop on. Slightly smaller then a Red Brekka they are often used by humans as transportation when horses won’t cut it.
Azulu Wing. These giant rats have arachnid like eyes deadly fangs and small leathery wings. Barbed tails flail behind them as they swarm over the lands in large hordes that devour anything that is unfortunate to fall into the horde’s path.
Draconic Serpent. Massive sea dragons capable of swallowing entire ships whole. These deadly monsters are capable of flying through the air and breathing forth steaming water to boil their prey to death. Only believed real in lore and legend these monsters haunt a sailor’s every nightmare.
Ring Trolls. Like regular trolls Ring Trolls are insanely strong and capable of recovering from almost any hit or wound in moments. Their limbs regenerate within hours and lesser wounds within minuets. Ring Trolls however also have access to magic… most are to unintelligent to use it properly… but those born with intelligence make full corrupted look easy. One should not fight these creatures unless its absolutely necessary.
Kurag. Deadly humanoids with powerful exoskeletons that armor their bodies. Intelligent and strong Kurag swallow humanoids whole as they move towards their stomach their prey is coated in a cobweb-like coating which constricts the prey to minimize size while they digest their prey much like spiders. Their innards are now strong enough to handle scaled, spiked, or other such creatures as this would tear apart their digestive track. They also are capable of liquefying their prey excluding the skin, they stretch this over their bodies and take the form of humans and elves which they resemble in appearance.
The Shadowed. Creatures that feed of evil and vile memories. They thrive in places of horrid deeds and places of slaughter. Composed of solidified malice and darkness they are capable of turning into a thick mist to suffocate and kill those who stand against them. Taking one of three forms Stalkers are lithe creatures who hunt their prey with joy in squeezing every last drop of fear before they murder their victims and feed of their negative stain upon the world. Brutes are hulking creatures capable of crushing would be heroes who can stand against the Stalkers… they ensure the protection of the Fiends. The Fiends are the puppet masters, allowing their thoughtless Stalkers and Brutes the ability to think and strategize, they give purpose to the lesser Shadowed power Fiends embody the full force of evil in a place of great suffering… certain places Fiends are often compared to gods in power… one should avoid places stained or that which remain scarred by black deeds.
Zakra. Spirits trapped in tormented existence. Forced to relive their deeds and deaths, forced to fight in never ending battles due to the poor evil that perverts their resting grounds… as most soldiers are burned or buried on the battle field… or the slaughtered cities. Zakra are capable of harming mortals with a deathly touch, though their weapons can only harm other Zakra. They can not truly die they only return to relive their horrors again and again… to end such twisted creatures one must slay the Shadowed Fiend who embodies their pain, the horrors they live in, and the darkness that taints their souls.
The Gods. (All magic is based on faith and gifted by the gods.)
Mealis, God of Purity and light, she is the only god allowed to be praised within human cities. She is a strange choice as a dominate human god… as males are the dominate sex.
Symbol. Two hands held in prayer with a vine twisting in and out of her fingers with blooming flowers.
Zatolen. God of Corruption and Power, he is the arch-rival and lover of Mealis praised only in certain cities he is reviled for granting his servants demonic power.
Symbol. A upside down horned Cross.
The Wolf Goddess. A deadly entity of beauty, agility, the hunter, and womanhood. She is praised by the beast, barbarian, and most females. She is seen as the ultimate form of feminine power. Her Disciples must be female though her prophet is a man..
Symbol. A Bow crossed with two arrows.
The Bear God. A Powerful entity of strength, combat, and the warrior, and manhood. He is praised by the beasts, barbarians, and any form of combatant. He is seen as the ultimate form of humanity physical strength. His disciples must be male though his prophet is a woman.
Symbol. A shield crossed with a spear and a sword.
Septriss. This god is seen as the most powerful of the human gods. His main servants are the Magi though he is also praised in demon rites. He is said to have falling in love with a demoness who he made the moon as gift to her beauty. He rules over power, might, magic, time, and death. Septriss is only to be used by Magi or Templar. He is otherwise known as the Lord of Moons. Septriss is a deity but not considered a god.
Symbol. A Book, Scroll, and Quill
Paladar. A noble and powerful God, he rules over Chivalry, Honor, Law, and Order. Often depicted as a white knight wielding a metal lance. His avatar is a massive white serpent dragon.
Symbol. An open palm raised in fealty.
Na’Tally. A Feared and Scheming God, He rules over Trickery, Lies, Justice, and Chaos. Often seen as deadly black knight who wields a black long sword. His avatar is a massive black serpent dragon.
Symbol. A open palmed gauntlet raised in a challenge(for a duel), a Eye with a dagger for its pupil, and a closed fist with cloth wrapped around its’ fist blood leaking down through its fingers.
Haltheris. God of Trickery, Disorder, Conflict, and Insanity. (Greenskin God) A massive Cyclops responsible for tornados and hurricanes.
Symbol. Dice and Shackles.
Dreaous. God if Damnation, Fire, Decay, and the Underworld. Mainly praised by the Anubians Dreaous is of all beasts and creatures a powerful god and deadly adversary to Mealis.
Symbol. Crown of Thorns
Talcor. God of Dragons, the white sentinel of imbalance. He is one of the chief gods slightly more powerful then Septress. Ruling over Balance, Neutrality, Dragons, the Divine. Father of all gods.
Symbol. Two Dragon’s Locked in Combat.
The True Mother. Goddess of Birth and Creation. The True Mother is the mother of both Gods and Demons mate of Eldis Sun and Talcor. The mother goddess is portrayed as lady in a white dress soaked with her own tears as she mourns the constant death of her children.
Symbol. A tear filled eye.
Zale. Goddess of Love and the Sea/Ocean. Portrayed as a maiden in a red dress always clutching a handkerchief in her hands in constant wait for a human sailor whom she fell in love with and was forever lost as sea. A handkerchief is a sign of love and loyalty gifted as a sign of remembrance.
Symbol. A handkerchief clutched by a woman’s hand.
Demonic Deities.
Eldis Sun (Greatest Fire) God of Fire, Destruction, and Renewal. Elder brother of Talcor and father of all demons. Trapped away in the pits of hell by the gods and the mortals.
Symbol. A burning Cross.
Vexia Katar (Beauty of the Moon.) The Demoness of Lust, Revel, and feminine beauty. She holds such beauty that the demon lords are constantly in struggle to claim her for their own.
Symbol. Wine Vessel.
Tal Katar (Shadow of the Moon) A Demon who rules over shadows, darkness, night, and the heart as an organ.
Symbol. Heptagon to stand for each of the seven mortal sins.
Sun Katar (Beauty of the Moon) The Demoness who stole Septriss’ heart the two long for one another but she is locked away in the depths of hell along with the rest of the demons. Rules over Moral, Fire, and Combat.
Symbol. A burning sword with two crossed banners.
Agrith Katar. Lord of Fear, Death, and Destruction. Powerful and destructive he commands the Agrith under an iron fist. Unlike most Agrith his powers do not lie in the aspect of lust but the complete and utter fear. He is often depicted as a jester with a scepter topped with a set of scales.
Symbol. A human skull pierced by seven spears. A skeletal snake limply hanging from one of the eyes.
Ondra Vexis. Lord of Fire, Honor, The Knight, The Fallen, Destruction, and War. Portrayed as a knight adorned in full plate burned black. Fire erupts from the breaks in his armor. His eyes burn with undying power and he wears a cloak made of flesh and bone. He wields a sword with a sapphire hilt and a blade of pure fire.
Symbol. A Black Knight’s helm.
Sun Katar. Lady of Passion. A woman who brings forth the feelings of passion, such as lust, rage, and pride her powers are many but weak compared to demons of concentrated domains.
Symbol. A heart clutched by a demon’s claws.
Ja Vexis. Lord of Poison, Dread, and the Assassin. This fiend is covered in deadly spines his body entwined in thick cloth his eyes piercing like his deadly quills in which he slays his foes with from afar.
Symbol. Six needles surrounding a curved dagger.
No Magic Items.
City Currency.
Lore- Silver coins worth twenty Lorath
Lorath- Iron coins worth twenty Loran
Loran - bronze coins, base currency.
Average weekly income.
Nobility. 50 Lore.
Upper Class // Example. Powerful Merchant Families//. 100 Lorath
Upper Middle Class. // Example. Successful merchants, skilled craftsmen// 50 Lorath
Middle Class // Example. Merchants, tradesmen, ship captains, military officers, knights// 10 Lorath
Lower Class. // Example. Soldiers, shop keepers// 5 Loran.
Peasant. // Examples. Farmers and workers// 3 Loran.
(Three Loran is enough to keep a family of five alive.)
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“Aye… there be one or two… not many and all be run by ‘umans… our blood don’t mind sleeping outside… we actually fancy it more then those things people sleep on…” She dropped to the ground hissing at a Monkeyman who had seemed ready to brush into Chris. “Best be careful… many thieves… out to steal to steal… closest inn there… they will not serve beast blood…” She motioned to one of the few buildings that were made of wood. “Oh… and ye can’t be out past the mid moon… (Midnight) Or the guards will kill ye on sight… well try at the least…”
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Chris cast a disgusted look towards the Hyena as they made their remarks about Nathaniel, in truth he wouldn't blame him for attacking them knowing the great pride werewolves had in themselves but he would rather not cause a scene to remain unnoticed by the sparse human military presence for as long as possible. A friendlier Anubian appeared soon after and he arched his eyebrow as she spoke about his type of blood. His interest growing in this Anubian that had appeared before him and the information she held, Nathaniel however brought up an important point they needed rest especially Marenda.
Before heading towards the inn indicated by the Cat, Chris spoke to her. "You said you were a hunter correct? Then perchance you have some information I seek or at least the contacts to get them. Would you care to join us for a bit, of course you would be adequately compensated."
Before heading towards the inn indicated by the Cat, Chris spoke to her. "You said you were a hunter correct? Then perchance you have some information I seek or at least the contacts to get them. Would you care to join us for a bit, of course you would be adequately compensated."
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“Yes… I be a ‘unter… one o’ the brightest finest…” She said with a rolling purr of a laugh. “Tis not easy to ‘unt when your bright orange… I guess I could join you see if what I know is what you seek ‘alf blood… you know you hide it quite well…” She said drawing a thick cloak over herself that hid her Anubian features. “ ‘Ave at wear this… they won’t let Anubians inside… let alone serve us… but forest chief says they’ll get theirs soon enough…” She followed them into a large inn, the tavern was only half full several Anubian’s in chains moved around slowly serving drinks. A plains human who was more wide then tall stood at the bar. He seemed to clean an old mug that was already clean… seeming to go through the motions to keep himself busy. His eyes glanced towards the incoming group… he raising a hand toward’s Nathaniel carrying a young Daughter… but shrugged assuming him only a slave to the Knight that was with him.
“Aye lads and ladies, what can I do for you… five loran a person… for basic rooms… which is a bed…and the walls, roof, and floor… or two lorath for carpeting and other basic comforts and oh coarse a single Loran fer a place to sleep on the floor out ‘ere.//which is how actual inns worked. There weren’t rooms you paid for a spot on the floor.//”
“Aye lads and ladies, what can I do for you… five loran a person… for basic rooms… which is a bed…and the walls, roof, and floor… or two lorath for carpeting and other basic comforts and oh coarse a single Loran fer a place to sleep on the floor out ‘ere.//which is how actual inns worked. There weren’t rooms you paid for a spot on the floor.//”
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Chris gave a wry smirk as she clearly directed the half blood comment towards him, thankfully Victiara was not conscious to hear such accusations. They paid for the knight at the inn, it was not the most comfortable accommodations, but at least they had a roof over their heads and warm food. After paying for their spots on the floor the group took a seat near the least crowded corner where they conversation would be less likely to be heard. Before sitting himself, Chris lightened Nathaniel's load propping Victiara against the wall, with a good nights rest she should get better by the morning. "It was not an undeserved boast when you said you were among the finest hunter. To have such a keen sense to know of my blood only by looking at me. All Anubians must know the lore of Theris. I am looking for him and this is where you come in. Tell me everything you know of him including who may know where he is secluded."
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“Theris is everywhere… he is in the trees… the water… the air…” She looked at Chris with shining eyes. “In the blood?” She said sitting down, though seeming to find it hard to sit still. “If truth be told… Theris ‘as seen you. It is ill fate that you come now… the forest kin prepare to march… no ’uman shall stand in their way as they liberate our homes… and he wonders why you leave your own home to its doom… the dark master rises ‘e says… soon war shall reach your land… but it shall burn from inside out… he will not speak to you… what ever you’ve hoped to learn of him… it shall remain a mystery…”
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Chris's features twinge with a bit of anger for only a blink of an eye. "I did not come here just to see him, true that would have been a surprise to see such a man face to face, but what i ask for need not be done in person. If he is everywhere then he should hear this: If ever you, the man who no god could ever control, bore any love for your son or his mother. Then allow him the request of the protection of the woman he holds most dear and arm him for the battle to come, arm him with the blade that tasted the blood of Eldar lord so long ago."
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“I’m closer then you think…” Came the whispered words behind Chris. “The weapon you ask for is not for you to wield… its destructive force will only lead you to loss… you seek that which would end only in the destruction of what you seek to protect…” Theris stood behind Christopher… long black hair curtained his face… but even so one could not be enthralled by his power… it forced itself into ever pore… raw energy enough to stand against the Gods themselves. His armor of bronze and leather trimmed with fur to stave off the cold Anubian nights seemed like rags when worn by this man… “Do not think I would not care about you if I could… but when you live as long as I do… its impossible not to armor yourself against the harsh world… you will not need it… you are destined for another right… it shall be given when the fire starts… and begins to consume everything…you must hurry… the master of Kai’Drona shall soon unleash his wrath.
The cat folk dropped to her knees an everything beyond the table seemed frozen in time…
The cat folk dropped to her knees an everything beyond the table seemed frozen in time…
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"The owner of the sword should know the power of his own weapon. If you say that its power will not aid my goal than I believe you. Don't think however that the reason I came here was to ask for the weapon, that thought simply popped into my mind just recently. You know they will use her against me and even though I know she would have no regrets dieing for the thousand of other lives in the city if I was to be put in the position to make the decision between the two my heart would cause me to falter from my resolve and that second of uncertainty will mean the difference between success and failure." Chris turned to face his father, Theris, the greatest hero of the land. "I will ask you once more, Theris lord of the anubian's will you agree to grant asylum to Nathaniel, Raine, and Marenda Victiara."
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“I will grant her sanctuary… but it shall not grant you peace… the fates have predestined her mortal life… she is a mere piece… but we are players… the dice are thrown my son… if she is to die… she could be hidden away in countless spells… defended by towering citadels… and guarded by unfathomable armies… and she would still die… the fates when they cast their dice are absolute… so the question is… if they are to die… if the fates of cast the dreaded eyes… would you wish them to be beside you… or alone… away from those they care about?” He spoke calmly and one couldn’t help but feel as if a chorus of angel’s would be appropriate accompaniment to his voice. Rich and powerful… someone born to command… lead… exist all trials. “Would you not rest assured that if they die… you are there to give them comfort in their final moments… the opportunity… I did not allow myself to afford…”
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"I will cheat fate." Chris stated simply, but his words were full of confidence. "If fate would cast the dice to determine her fate I will change them to produce the outcome I desire. Should it cast it's gaze upon I will divert it's attention elsewhere. I will kill that snake hidden in the bush, this wolf hiding in sheep's clothing before he realizes I suspect anything of his treachery." Chris stared unfaltering at the point in the black curtain of hair where the eyes of the man should be. "I face two battles next time I visit the city I am sworn to protect. Though it is ill advised to do so I will bare the weight of this burden alone and after the battle is done it will almost assuredly crush me. It will put my mind at ease to know that she, along with Nathan and Raine, will be somewhere safe away from the destruction. Although I know they will be angry with this decision."
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Raine followed along quietly enough, more listening than anything else. After all, she knew little herself of what was going on. But, when Theris appeared, she was a little confused. But, putting it together with what Chris had said, this was his father, then...right? The anubians seemed to show him a great amount of respect, too. She stiffened, though, when they talked about leaving her and Nathaniel behind. He was going to try to fight on his own? Not that she didn't trust him to be able to fight, but she knew it would worry the both of them if they stayed behind. She bit her lip, leaning back a little. She wanted to argue, but perhaps arguing against this one would only bring a bit of trouble for her. She was out of arrows, and had no other methid of defending herself if she upset him too much. Though she had to wonder how Chris would attempt to change fate. It sounded rather impossible, anyway.
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Nathaniel nodded to the cat female's warning on being caught out after midnight and followed Chris quietly as he now took the lead. They made their way to a table and he took a seat beside Raine as Chris began speaking with the cat female. He listened silently, not wanting to interrupt them as they discussed Thersis, only when Thersis himself appear did Nathan perk up. It was surprising to say the least and when Chris spoke of leaving them behind, changing fate so they would avoid the final battle he could feel his hair rise with anger. They'd come so far only to be left behind?
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“Cheaters shall never gain from their sleight of hand… and for an alpha of a pack you seem ill accepting that you do in fact of friends and allies… that you need not watch your back for those who call you friend watch it for you…” The man looked around… his bright green eyes showing through the veil of dark hair… with their likeness to acid in shade so to did they share the feeling that they melted away all of one’s falsities… all lies… all deception seemed to fall beneath this gaze that seemed to hold more wisdom and knowledge then all the mortal sages combined. “Forsake their pride… their honor.” He said motioning to Nathaniel, Raine, and Victiara. “Cast away their blood and sweat… their tears cast upon their journey… your journey. You were deem their cause unimportant? Their choice flawed compared to yours… they who willingly followed you… a stranger who served the man whom called for the execution of his pact… and the resurrection of it to torment him… you would throw such loyalty… to the winds.” His words may have spoke of passion by his voice did not rise nor fall… but remained constant… powerful and unbending a constant in a world ever changing. “Have you ever heard the old stories… of Zaleth before he became what he is? Not so much a man in those days as a legend… a hero. The man who staved off the black dragon Boulozeiarie the Undying God… sure many believe it only a myth now… but on its rampage it slew many a self deemed hero… slaughtered entire cities… Zaleth faced it… alone… when it set its eyes upon Kai’Drona… he was believed lost…” He paused looking over the background frozen in time. “When he returned triumphant… he was absent minded… he had started down the trail that lead him to who he is now… he began to lose trust in everyone around him… soon it drove him isolate himself from everyone… locking himself in his room with his books of faith and magic… it was here that in the pit of despair he once more rose up to defend his land by himself… he stood against the darkest force to ever strike Kai’Drona… a monster who lead forth an army of dark monsters… afterwards the battle was said to be won… in truth that is a lie. Zaleth was broken… his mind reduced to its basic drives and desires… consumed by his own paranoia and growing hatred of the ever changing world… though I will not stop you… I just thought you would wish to know what will happen if you manage to win… you and him were far to much alike… more so then you could imagine.” He turned away and vanished time resuming at some point the cat folk had vanished… or maybe she was no more then a image that Theris had used to speak through…
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"Damn I really dislike that. Keeping such a steady tone and hiding his face behind his curtain of hairs while scolding me on my own naivety and selfishness. Even to go so far as to say that I would become like Zaleth should I continue..." Chris spoke in a low tone as he stood there staring off in the direction Theris disappeared from, his hands clenched into fists. He had done it again, he had made the same mistake twice. So consumed with making sure his friends did not get hurt he failed to even give them a choice in their own path. Slowly he turned, the expression on his face was complicated to say the least, and as he faced both Nathaniel and Raine he spoke. "I have been arrogant in thinking I could take it upon myself to choose what was best for the two of you with out so much as your opinions. This is the final crossroads of our journey for the two of you. I will understand if you both need time to think about this decision. The time limit is Marenda's recovery, should your decision not be made by then it will be assumed that your choice is to remain here in safety."
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Raine frowned. Time to think? "...What makes you think that? We've come with you this far...it wouldn't make sense to stay behind; then all the time we spent getting here will seem pointless." She shrugged; she wasn't going to be left behind...well, that kind of depended. She glanced at Nathaniel, then back at Chris, and one quick look at Marenda before sighing and turning her attention back to Chris. "We've been together since this whole thing started; I have nothing better to do, and no one else to hang around that I know so well. Why would I stay here, when I know no one here, and can't even be sure what would happen out here?" She was confident enough that Nathaniel would want to follow along, too.
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Nathan looked to Chris quietly as Raine voiced her opinion. He felt himself calm as it seemed Chris re-thought his decision to control his and her fate. “It’s alright Chris. As Raine, I’ve already made my decision. I’ll follow you to the end of this quest. I’ve already lost one pack and I won’t lose this one. So, what now?” Leaning back in his seat, he folded his arms over his chest as he eyed their leader. Of course they had to wait for Marenda to recover but what else to do in that time was what he wanted to know.
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Chris' feature softened a bit at the immediate responses of the two and a faint smile seemed to appear on his face. "What to do next is obvious. The two of you will eat your fill and once that is done Raine and I will search for an apothecary to see if they have anything to alleviate the affects of the kurags breath. Next we will go to a weapons shop to buy Raine a new quiver of arrows and if enough money is still present a melee weapon of her choosing. Things will be decided in this battle and I want both of you as prepared as possible. Nathaniel you will stay here with Marenda, I will not burden you unnecessarily by having you carry her around everywhere as well as suffer the taunts of those ignorant enough to say you are a lesser being."
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Raine nodded; it made sense. ...And she did need a new quiver. Though she wasn't quite so sure about a melee weapon. At least thst was only a possibility, anyway. But she was glad enough that she would be allowed to eat before they left, rather than the other way around. Even if that much was to be expected. She was hungry, and they had been travelling a while to get there, too; that hadn't helped at all.
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Nathaniel nodded with a sigh, looking towards the still unconscious Marenda. He didn't particularly want to stay inside and feel like he was doing nothing but he knew it was for the best. If he were to go out and be taunted more, then lose his temper and attack, he'd ruin everything for them and he wouldn't be the cause of that! Hopefully Marenda wouldn't awaken while it was only him and her, seeing as how uncomfortable he seemed to make her. Sitting up in his chair, he was ready for a proper meal in his stomach.
As they waited for the food he eyed Chris, feeling as though he needed to break some tension of their upcoming battle. So, he thought of a lighter topic than what they usually discussed which was the fate of the world, demons, chaos, all of those joyous things. "Chris, what are your plans for the future after we return from our journey? Are you and your female going to have a family?" He asked nodding towards Marenda.
As they waited for the food he eyed Chris, feeling as though he needed to break some tension of their upcoming battle. So, he thought of a lighter topic than what they usually discussed which was the fate of the world, demons, chaos, all of those joyous things. "Chris, what are your plans for the future after we return from our journey? Are you and your female going to have a family?" He asked nodding towards Marenda.
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Chris was a not surprised when Nathaniel changed the subject after the plan was laid out, in fact he half expected it, one could only go so long talking about such serious things. "I would certainly enjoy fathering a family, but..." his voice trailed of for a moment as he looked at Marenda, had he continued he would not have been able to keep his voice from wavering and instead of continuing with what he was going to say he himself changed the subject. "What of you two? Will you both continue to wander together after this is settled?" Chris asked as his heart was filled with strife and sadness.
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Raine looked at him curiously. He had stopped suddenly...but there was probably a reason for it. She shrugged, turnung her attention to the table. "I suppose...I certainly don't have anyone else I can bother...but I wasn't sure if we were going to wander, or hang around some city for a little longer...especially since humans don't seem fond of werewolves..." But she was sure Nathaniel wouldn't mind her following him around too much; She had suspected that much from Chris and Victiara; they were going to settle themselves somewhere, which left Nathaniel and Raine to do other things. She shook that thought off; she would likely still be able to hang around Nathaniel, and possibly drop in on them every now and then. But now she was thinking too far ahead. "...But all that also depends on how it ends...whether or not we'd be capable of wandering." She held no doubt they'd all live, despite their chances; she couldn't stand to think otherwise. But she allowed the possibility of injuries into her head.
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Nathaniel cocked his head as Chris suddenly cut off from what he was saying as if he was upset about it. Was the subject of a family wrong to bring up with him? Nathan personally thought it was a happy thought, a life rearing pups with your mate but if it brought sadness to his friend he would push it no further. His question was returned to both him and Raine and he shot a glance to the elf, wondering if they were indeed going to stay with each other. In all honesty he would say yes in a heartbeat, he was a pack animal, born to stay with others but if he wasn't wanted then he would once again venture on his own no matter how much the thought broke him. Her answer eased him though as it seemed she was at peace with them traveling with one another after their final fight. "Well of course we'll be capable of wandering. You must keep positive Raine. I'm completely up for traveling with you, perhaps we could find some place more accepting of our kind to settle down at. I've been wanting to search for more of my kind as well so maybe I'll do that for a time. Who knows but as long as Raine doesn't mind me lurking about then I'll probably stay by her side for the remainder of my time." Quite a vow of time to make but considering he hadn't seen a sign of his kind so far it was highly unlikely any were left. If that was the case then these two were the only pack connections he had and he would stay with them as he would have his own family.
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A human in full plate mail with a flowing white cape stepped into the bar. His blonde hair was lit ablaze with orange tips that blow in the breeze that snuck in with the open door. Behind him were a squad of Humanic Imperial Guard. The commander sat down surveying the tavern for any serious problems. His eyes caught on the party’s table his stern eyes concentrating far to much in the unconscious Vic tiara . He raised a hand the Guard standing back up as he followed. He walked over to the table with a certain self importance that would make most wish to beat him until dead. As he stood near the table his back erect and his gauntleted hand reached down to his sheathe. “If… I am not mistaken.” He spoke with a refined upper class accent that clearly showed his father had most likely bought him this position. “If I am in fact not mistaken… that is Lady Victiara…” He tapped the brightly embrowned emblem of Kai’Drona with his offhand. “I do believe those who raise a hand against the Regent’s will must be taught a lesson. Surrender her willingly and you shall receive only two years in the dungeons… resist and we whip you to death.”
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Raine grinned slightly; as long as she wasn't left alone, she was happy enough. She didn't take much notice of the man that had wlked in until he was at their table. She blinked, confused, glancing between Nathaniel and Chris, then back at him. Two years in the dungeons? That or death? She turned her attention to the table; she decided she herself had little choice in the matter, since she didn't know Victiara too well, other than Chris liked her, and she was scared of Nathaniel.
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Nathaniel eyed the human who strode over to their table quietly. The way he spoke to them caused him to bristle but he had to control himself considering he had a squadron of men with him. "My friend here is the lady's escort and I am her" He snorted before the word came out of his mouth. "servant. She is with us willingly so take your men elsewhere." Although it was the absolute truth, asides him being her servant, he knew it must sound like a flimsy cover up to this human especially since Victiara was at the moment unconscience. It was worth a shot, either that or apparently fight these men because he knew Chris wasn't going to give his female over.
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Elise Joveen
A stray girl looking for answers to her past.
Ser Marenda Victiara
Hallowed be the maiden of light, I her humble servant and blade maiden.
Raine Songrose
A white elf.
Hijian Ahsteel
The young Empress of the Ak'Teian. Kinda and powerful, she wishes to recreate a time when the races treated each other like their own.
Sekivar Nokovivda
A strange vender of stranger wares.
Nathaniel Bennet
Lycan
Prince Drucifer Necron
A young prince, one of the human suiters
Ser Christopher Azor
With out honor what are we?
Laisha Dedwin
A young vampire, tormented and living in fear.
Lord Zaleth Malidur
Regent of Kai'Drona
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Prince Drucifer Necron
A young prince, one of the human suiters
Laisha Dedwin
A young vampire, tormented and living in fear.
Ser Marenda Victiara
Hallowed be the maiden of light, I her humble servant and blade maiden.
Hijian Ahsteel
The young Empress of the Ak'Teian. Kinda and powerful, she wishes to recreate a time when the races treated each other like their own.
Raine Songrose
A white elf.
Elise Joveen
A stray girl looking for answers to her past.
Ser Christopher Azor
With out honor what are we?
Lord Zaleth Malidur
Regent of Kai'Drona
Sekivar Nokovivda
A strange vender of stranger wares.
Nathaniel Bennet
Lycan
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Raine Songrose
A white elf.
Nathaniel Bennet
Lycan
Sekivar Nokovivda
A strange vender of stranger wares.
Ser Christopher Azor
With out honor what are we?
Ser Marenda Victiara
Hallowed be the maiden of light, I her humble servant and blade maiden.
Laisha Dedwin
A young vampire, tormented and living in fear.
Elise Joveen
A stray girl looking for answers to her past.
Lord Zaleth Malidur
Regent of Kai'Drona
Hijian Ahsteel
The young Empress of the Ak'Teian. Kinda and powerful, she wishes to recreate a time when the races treated each other like their own.
Prince Drucifer Necron
A young prince, one of the human suiters
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A powerful nation that dominates the human world.
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Victarith ↪ Ralith, The Keep District Owner: RolePlayGateway
The inner most city which surrounds the plateau in which the keep is built upon.
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Victiara Mansion Owner: RolePlayGateway
A wonderful mansion constructed of white marble and white wood.
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Victarith ↪ Silvarith, The wall District. Owner: RolePlayGateway
The poorer part of Victarith located outside the fourth wall.
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Kingdom of Kai’Drona ↪ Victarith Owner: RolePlayGateway
Capital of Kai'Drona.
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Silvarith, The wall District. ↪ Septriss??? Blessed Blood Owner: RolePlayGateway
Septriss' Blessed Blood, Store of Mind Crippling Wonders
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The Blue Desert Owner: RolePlayGateway
This gargantuan artic wasteland sprawl around one hundred miles in size.
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These Vast plains hold the entire Humanic Empire.
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Victarith ↪ Shadestone Keep Owner: RolePlayGateway
A massive citidal that towers above the rest of the massive capital.
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