Introduction
(Need more Humans and Dwarves.)
Step 1: Choose your race
Elves: Elves are by most standards the aristocracy of Celandine. They have built spectacular cities in the Silverwood Forests. Elves usually have lifespans of 500-800 years. Due to this prolonged lifespan the Elven race has created some of the finest philosphers, poets, and musicians ever seen in Celandine. Elves are virtually immortal, though they can still be slain by wounds of the flesh. However this prolonged lifespan also decreases the Elve's need to reproduce as rapidly as humans and dwarves do. An Elven woman may have only one or two children in her whole life. Children are often revered due to this rarity, and also because the Elves consider them to be the future of their race. Elves are often called the Fair Folk, they practice ancient magic that can be used to alter the looks of one's self to better fit their personality. The Elven Pariah (Pariah means abilities with magic) is far more advanced than that of the human and dwarves. Elves are superb archers, they say a 20 year old elf (Which is quite young for an elf) can shoot the wing of a fly a hundred yards away. They are an intellectual people who are very proud of their rich heritage.
Dwarves: Dwarves are what some people would call the backbone of Celandine. They are a hardy people who are fierce warriors and proud politicians. They have an average lifespan of 200-400 years. Unlike their Elven cousins dwarves reproduce almost as quickly as humans do. With this manpower they have erected some of the most breath taking monuments in all of Celandine. They live in large subterranean cities that are made with the finest craftsmanship and stone working ever seen in the history of the Celandine. Dwarves are capable of magic, though it is not very mainstream in Dwarven society. Dwarven weapons and armor are of the finest make in Celandine. Many people say that a Dwarven blacksmith at work could bring tears to the eyes of even the most iron man. Dwarves are fierce, amazing warriors. As the common Dwarf saying goes "I may be short, but its only so I may chop up your manhood."
Humans: Humans are the most numerous race in all of Celandine. They are a humble race, but one through supreme numbers, hard work, and dedication have come to be respected by Elves and Dwarves alike. Long ago Elves and Dwarves kept the humans as slaves but not since the Connous Rebellion. The Elven City of Connous was destroyed as Human slaves broke free of the chains that once impaired them. After most Elves had fled or been slaughtered the Humans built their grand city of Erandor in its place as a monument to the plight they had to overcome to gain their freedom. After a few more battles the three races decided to sign the Erandor Concordat. The Elven Queen Dalisina, and The Dwarven King Nargen had therefore sworn that Humans would never be enslaved by them or their predecessors ever again. Humans have an average lifespan of 60-110 years. Humans can be slain by illness and disease more easily than the other races. They reproduce very quickly though. A Human woman may have up to 12 children by her 50th year. Humans relied upon this evolutionary advantage to gain respect through sheer numbers. They have proved invaluable as light infantry, and exceptional archers.
Step 2: Character Skelly
Name:
Race:
Appearance:
Picture:
Age: (For Elves Young is anywhere under 300 years. Middle age is 300-600 years, and Old age is 600-800 years. For dwarves young is anywhere under 150 years, middle age is 150-300 years and old age is 300+)
Personality: (A paragraph at least! Please!)
Rank: (Peasant, Army Commander, Commoner, Nobility, King or Queen?)
Weapons: (Don't try to be a god or something)
Magic: (Not mandatory, If chosen though make sure that you aren't a magic user who wears heavy armor and biggo claymores. I wont allow it)
Opinion on the war:
History/Bio: (Make it interesting!;) )
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"Halt, in the name of Queen Vanira. How dare you be so bold as to not only just trespass onto the Silverwood Forests, but to Assault one of the Queen's Handmaidens in the presence of a general! I could kill you now, but I've decided to let you go this time. You should be grateful to still have your head attached." he lowered his arms in a submissive way, he was still itching to tear into the elf before him but they now had the upper hand and he knew it "Arlathina, are you alright?" he heard the second elf, another female he figured by the sound of her voice.
"I'm fine, this Nardohuan kicked me!" he spat on the ground near her, though he did not understand what she had called him he could tell it had to be an insult. He was about to raise his hands again but in a submissive fashion of one prepared to be taken prisoner as she aimed her bow at him, but then she said those words, the words that struck a cord deep inside the man that unleashed an animal like rage in him. "I... I know you! You had family in Erandor didn't you! That was until an arrow tore out his throat. Am I right?!" Before he could even make a move he found himself surround by elven soldiers, reason would tell him to stand down but he was beyond that and in a blind rage he lashed out at the first soldier to close in on him. He knocked him to the ground with a right hook, then followed up with a heavy elbow to the face of another who approached him from behind and for a second he felt as though he could fight his way through them all, but naturally numbers prevailed and they were all upon him restraining his arms. His eyes fixed right on the female elf " Kill me now if you know whats good for you! " he shouted, breaking his silence at last as he struggled to break free of them with no such luck " if not I swear I will kill you, i swear it ! You will taste fear, and learn the pain of death
"Let us leave Commander, I hope you do not find fault with my actions." Yuhra and I walked off together, and the last thing I heard was the Human's piercing cries.
(With Shaowdow's permission I want Arlathina to end up becoming friends with the Human and then she takes back what she said about the Erandor Concordat, and then she negotiates peace with the Human King. Just so you all see where I'm going with this.)
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"Acording to the maps we should be in the human forests south of the Ankhor Basin" spoke a tall male Crimson elf.
"Those maps are a thousand years old! For all we know we are in the realm of the damn dwarves..." spoke another
"No we never passed the Ankhor this must be the human...." started another
"Shut up all of you...this damn bickering will get us no where. I agree with Dysan though it is most logical that this is the human lands...or at least what where the human lands a thousand years ago... For now though this will have to be safe haven till we can get our barings... Feris are the scouts ready?" spoke Sylvia.
"Yes my lady they await your orders" answered the one called Feris.
Sylvia nodded and turned to the scouts "you are to go out in three groups one to the north one to the west and one to the southonce you get three days out return if you meet anyone human, elf, or dwarf do not engage them unless you have to..we need to know the lay of the land, we don't need foes...now go." With that she turned back to the rest of her people as the scouts left and spoke "Get the ships into the woods we don't want some human sailor to see them...besides we need the wood to fortify the camp... get to it."
Without another word the Crimson elves male, female, young, and old set to build what would be their camp.
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Thank you. You are a fine writer, don't get me wrong. I just feel you need to draw the line somewhere and that was overboard. God moding is a major fail, no matter who you are, and to do it in such a way as to rape someone’s character, be they male or female, is a poor show. If you're willing to listen to what I have to say I have some suggestions that might help your own roleplay style and growth. You have plenty of potential and this is a really great idea, I just don't want to be a part of something that is an outlet for youthful, be they misguided, sexual feelings. I purposely block all of the high school, vampire and "slave" RP's for this very reason.
That said, if you want to have a romance in your RP that involves the characters getting down, knock yourself out but there are ways to do it that are appropriate. You can write amazing sex scenes through suggestion and leaving it up to the readers imagination. If you're not sure, I suggest you read Shogun. It is a book with plenty of sex, some of it more violent than others, but it very well done.
I would like to continue this RP but the unprofessional stuff has to end, so thank you. I would also ask that you, as someone who loves Elves, to take the same objective view you expect the rest of us to take. Elves are not gods, regardless of what world you're in. You seem to enjoy the classic view of all these races. Granted they are excellent soldiers but as we can see in Lord of the Rings, they can die like anyone else.
Lastly, god moding. This is the biggest mistake anyone can make, especially a GM. If you want to capture someone’s character, talk to them about it first. That way you can roleplay an epic capture together. War is hell, I know, I have served five years with the military, but since you are playing with other people you need to respect their characters as well.
I hope you will forgive me and take this all seriously. I hate to be that old guy but I have been RPing for twelve years. I've been at it a while and though you may consider me that weird old guy, there are many others on this forum of my age and disposition. Many still are older than I am.
Thank you for being aware and keep up the good work. You have a great idea, two fantastic characters, and several other very skilled RPer’s to work with. You are what you write, that’s how people will know you on the forum. Let them see your excellent writing style and storyboard creation.
Cheers,
Tempest
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I never intended for Elves to be invincible, though I think that from Arlathina's point of view, she is outraged by the death of a fellow Elf. So does this mean your staying?)
I could imagine the spirit of Dalisia flying to and fro through the trees, buzzing around my head like an angry wasp. I didn't know if I had the right to revoke the Erandor Concordat, and at the time I wasn't exactly thinking clearly, but I fear I would have resorted to killing the man if I hadn't done it. As I thought more and more about it I finally began to realize what I had just done. I had just re-written the history books of Celandine. I wasn't entirely sure my cause was just though, and that is what troubled me the most. I did not want to be remembered as the vicious Elf who reinstated the practice of keeping Humans as slaves, or maybe as a vicious tyrant who took the work of her ancestors and threw it on the ground like a moldering carcass. Though it was too late to go back on my words now.
We had returned to the hot spring when I finally lifted my head. I stripped down and bathed the small flakes of the Human's dried blood off my body and face. Again I felt the compulsion to scrub at my arms, though I hadn't even taken his life, and maybe I should have. Was it wrong to want to condemn someone to the same suffering that I had faced for almost two decades? Everyone made sacrifices in this war, and now it was his turn. After I was finished I put on comfortable wool dress that a soldier had delivered for me. It wasn't particularly beautiful, but the fabric was comforting, like that of a strong embrace.
Yuhra had been sitting quietly on a rock the whole time, and I had been waiting for her to say something that would make me feel a bit better. Though she had been silent until now.
Quartum placed her hand on Arlathina's cheek
"Love. It is love that I am feeling for you."
I grabbed her wrist and attempted to remove her palm from my face.
(I would just like to point out that in MY version of Elven Culture, same sex relationship and intercourse are completely norm.)
"If the maps are right we should hit the Ankhor in..." started a female scout
"Shut up, get down someone's coming!" interrupted the scouts commander
The scouts hid as best they could in the tall grass for the forest was now behind them. It didn't take long till they all saw the reason for their hiding a human patrol.
"Why in heaven's name are we even out here? Nothing never happens in this part of the land..." one of the soldiers complained.
"Yeah well that was before the Dwarves desided to attack and before the fishermen in Port Lasst saw the strange ships..." explained the human commander.
"So we are out here cause of midget sightings and some drunk fisher...great...here i thought the plan was to take the war to the pointy ears but no gotta follow some drunks tale..."
"Oh do shut up...if ya want to open your piehole do it to the commander when we get back to camp."
"Oh Yes..little camp in the dark woods...can we just get back there this patrol is a waste of time..."
"Fine Let's get back move it troops"
After the humans had cleared out a scout spoke up "Looks like we just walked into a war..."
"Yes...Lady Sylvia will want to hear this..back to camp..double time.."
The West Scouts
The scouts walked for many miles though the trees. Miles of nothingness till the redheaded female in lead signaled for them to stop and take cover. The scout green eyes all looked before them into a large clearing where a large number of human troops sat in their camp. they all watch as a small patrol entered the camp.
"Nothing to report..." spoke the commander
"yeah another waste of our time..." spoke the complainer
"Oh do shut up Jenkins..we have our orders and we will stay here till we get new ones now get out of sight both of you." spoke a man in silver armor who clearly was the leader.
Without a word the scout leader gave her men the back to camp signal.
The South Scouts
The crimson elf male looked with a smirk over the small human town of Port Lasst. He eyed the large human warship dock there as he spoke "Let's have some fun boys"
"But Lord Sevick your..." a scout started
"My Sister? She can play queen if she wants besides what will the burning of one ship cause? Besides you know my style it will look llike some drunk dropped his torch opps" The male laughed and signaled his men onward none where brave enough to not follow suit.
The Crimson Elves sneaked up and onto the ship silently taking out the few patroling sailors then seting the ship ablaze with it's own torches. They then slipped away into the woods a huge smirk on Sevick's face as he heard the paniced screams of the humans.
Crimson Elf main camp
Sylvia listened to the scouts leaders' reports with a blank face and a sigh she didn't want any part in a war. Her thoughts where broken though by the trail of smoke rising over the trees. "Sevick..." she muttered
"Gald to see me big sis" said Sevick with a smile.
"What have you done?!"
"Oh those clumsy humans set fire to their own ship"
Sylvia gave Sevick a right hook right to his smiling jaw knocking him to the dirt "You fucking idiot! If you wheren't family I'd gut your sorry ass right here..Are you trying to start a war? Get this piece of trash out of my sight before I forget it's related..."
The other Crimson Elves dragged off Sevick to a holding cage as Sylvia entered her tent. The other knew good and well to give her space till her temper settled down...
He looked around to get his baring and when his blurry vision finally cleared he was surprised to find that he was in a tent of some sort " what is this..." he asked himself, just then recollections of the events leading up to his capture came rushing to the surface of his mind " It is someone elses turn to feel their whole world collapse in upon itself. Most of all though, you will be my personal servant " the female elf's voice rang through his head and he cursed himself internally for allowing the elves to get a jump on him like they did. Now he was beaten, dirty and in rags, though this state was not one he was unfamiliar with coming from a life as a farmer.
What ever insanity gave the elf the idea that he would actually cooperate and serve her, he fully intended to strike the very moment he got the chance to put an in the elf bitch's life and as many of her brotheren as he could. His blond hair was matted to his face by a mixture of sweat and dried blood so it was hard to see but he wore a deep scowl on his face, his expression would likely be locked that way for the next day or two for he felt no grief, or any feeling of overwhelming misfortune, all h felt was anger and a hunger for revenge.
She almost began to sob.
We were both resting on our shins looking at eachother when I let go of her. I put my fingers to her chin, and lifted her face until her gray eyes were resting on me. Her eyes were bleary as silent tears leaked out. I slowly kissed her on her forehead, and then I came a bit lower and kissed her once on her right cheek and once on her left. Finally, I came upon her soft pink lips. I rubbed my finger under her eyes wipeing away the tears, and relished the feeling of bliss I got when I let our lips mingled. "I won't leave you." I wrapped my arms around her back, and looked into her eyes. "And this war won't tear us apart Yuhra. I swear that I will stand by your side always. I can't be sure what I'm feeling, but I will be by your side as a friend... or maybe something more." I comforted her in gentle voice. A voice that I did not use often. The formation of my vocal chords felt awkward in my throat, but I just decided to let it flow out as naturally as I could. "Amin mela lle." I love you. I conveyed my emotions in the ancient language because I felt as though it would be more sincere that way.
I realized why her offenses against the forest made me feel such strong emotions now. I made a silent pray to Y'ffre to forgive her and when I was done I turned my attention back to her.
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A Cobblestone path led into the Elven town of Alqualond. Three robed figures walked along it, holding up lanterns to guide their way. The watchman stood up from his post walking from the steps he had being lounging on.
"Who goes-" He began, but stopped his speech as he saw who the three figures were. He nodded his head respectively, before moving back to his post. The three figures continued their journey along the path and into the town. As the three headed towards their destination, a large building that was the town hall, those who they passed gave them glances of fear or wonder. The path curved leading by the entrance to a river and up to the entrance of the town hall. The figure in the middle walked up to it, and knocked loudly with its fist three times. The door creaked open, low light escaping from the inside of the building, and revealing those outside to the one who answered.
"Telwa llie" the one who answered spoke dressed identically to those who it referred to as, being late. Skull white masks covered their facial features.
It has been an arduous journey elf, lateness was unavoidable" the one who spoke was obviously human and a male from the sound of his voice.
The figure at the door nodded ushering them in, following them as they walked down the dimly lit corridor that, at its end split into two. One way to the hall itself, the other to separate rooms. They turned left towards the meeting hall, inside there were other members dressed like them, all wearing the same uniform and mask, to outsiders it would appear like a masquerade party. Depressing it would be though if it were a party however, no plates of food or goblets of wine covered the tables, instead maps and parchment flooded the upper table that was elevated above the rest of the room and at its very end on the right of the entrance point, a large glass pane behind it.
Greetings were made swiftly, mostly just an indication of a nod of the head to each other before the figure in the center of the high table stood up, signalling the rest gathered in the room to sit. She cleared her throat before speaking.
"Ekalon, we gather once again." She Began. "Though hunted like vermin, we have persevered through the winter, I give praise to you who did not forsake their vows in that time. Be merry for spring has awoken, the time of war and revolution is at hand, and we shall strive to control it, for the good of the people. Unmask yourselves Ekalonian, there is no need to hide now."
The skull white masks slowly began to drop, revealing the once hidden faces. Galdra Orarira paused in her speech, turning towards the three that arrived only moments ago.
“And to you children, do I give my warmest welcome, tell me of your burden”.
The Elf who stood in the middle of the three stepped forward, he had fair skin and long white hair, and he bowed respectively to Galdra before speaking.
“Mother, from Isteria have I returned. The queen has not being idle, as we suspected, the tunnels of the Mountains surrounding Isteria do lead to the Ankhor Mountains, the Queen has ordered their destruction. “ The Elf paused glancing at the Dwarf on his right. “This will delay Durthur’s return greatly I fear”
Galdra nodded slowly biting her lip. “And of the tree line Ovordil? What has her majesty done in its defence?”
“The queen has called upon her Druids to erect Magical barriers to detect any who enter or depart from the forests, the fringes thickened and over 2000 elves stationed at the opening of the woods near the border of Ankhor Mountains” Ovordil Replied.
“Before you inquire mother, I can explain just why” Durthur spoke. He skin was Dark toned, alike to the rest of his clan, Dorkrak, the clan who inhabited the Red Fortress of the Eastern Ankhor Mountains. Durthur himself was a hunter and wayfinder, a common occupation for those from the clan of Dorkrak. The dwarf cleared his throat before speaking again.
” A Dwarven army of six thousand five hundred dwarves make its way to Erandor as we speak, with them they take siege weapons, and among their ranks the rune smiths of old. Already have they taken a human town it won’t be long till more fall to this army”
”Thankyou Dorkrak Durthur, Aaron, you have been quiet for sometime, what news comes from Erandor ?”
Aaron was a man in his thirties, he had short shaggy dark brown hair with a beard to suit, his skin was tanned, Aaron was a southerner, known for their knowledge of the Equestrian Ocean and for being formidable shipwrights.
”Dearest Mother” He began formally. ”Human ships sail towards the Hydra’s den, from there they will attempt to make their way into the silverwood forests, the route they take is treacherous though, the waters rough and unpredictable.”
Galdra was silent for a moment before continuing.
” I thank you my children, what knowledge you have brought us is most imperative. I fear your task has just begun however. Ovordil, you will join the unit that leaves Alqualond to the front tomorrow dawn. Have no fear, for loyal Ekalon are among its ranks and no doubt others are already at your destination”
Ovordill bowed low respectively before standing and leaving.
“It shall be done Mother”
Galdra now turned to the remaining two.
As for you Aaron, to Erandor you must return and sail with those who sail towards the Hydra’s den.” Aaron bowed, and left without speaking, his mask returning to his face. She continued ,”Dorkrak Durthur, I must ask of you a dangerous task, to track and follow the army that leaves destruction along the Great plains, I know of your talents and do not doubt you Durthur but Rune Smiths are not to be underestimated. “
The Dwarf bowed “I will not fail you mother, those of the Dorkrak clan who have heard of the way of salvation for this cursed land will serve you unto death”.
Galdra watched the Dwarf as he turned and left the room.
’Well said Durthur’ She thought ’The wind is changing… a storm is brewing… the forest itself can feel it coming, and we will be ready for it’.
When I arrived at my sisters tent she was nowhere to be found, but in her place was a blonde human man. I gazed at him in astonishment. The first human slave in two eras. It was monumentous and disgusting at the same time. He was sleeping, so I grabbed my sisters comb and poked him squarely in the chest. He awoke to reveal startling blue eyes. He looked at me with a savage anger, and for a second I thought he might break the chains that bound him though he just sat.
"Ehm! Hello human." I said in a regal voice. I didn't wanna appear weak in front of a Human at the same time though I pitied him.
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Darin Nieves
Human, warrior at heart, and defender of Celandine.
Hunter Sylvan
Hunter was an assassin once used by the elven king, but since his passing, Hunter has remained secret for all his life, killing for money and precious goods. His life is full of blood
Morgana Lacroix
Morgana had always been special. She had overcome obstacles in her life a thousand of times and she kept overcoming many more as time went by.
Garründ Hammerfall
A blacksmith and thrill seeker, Garründ never turns down a quest - especially if large beasts are involved.
Aerdrian Swiftnairn
Don't mind me, I'm just a lowley farmers son.
Sylvia Dawnstriker
My only wish is for my people to be safe...
Aneska Ravenwood
Arise my minions!
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Arlathina Dalisia
Walk the lighted path...
Morgana Lacroix
Morgana had always been special. She had overcome obstacles in her life a thousand of times and she kept overcoming many more as time went by.
Lafarin Dalisia
May the oaks watch over you...
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Arise my minions!
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My only wish is for my people to be safe...
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Human, warrior at heart, and defender of Celandine.
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Human, warrior at heart, and defender of Celandine.
Hunter Sylvan
Hunter was an assassin once used by the elven king, but since his passing, Hunter has remained secret for all his life, killing for money and precious goods. His life is full of blood
Sylvia Dawnstriker
My only wish is for my people to be safe...
Morgana Lacroix
Morgana had always been special. She had overcome obstacles in her life a thousand of times and she kept overcoming many more as time went by.
Garründ Hammerfall
A blacksmith and thrill seeker, Garründ never turns down a quest - especially if large beasts are involved.
Aerdrian Swiftnairn
Don't mind me, I'm just a lowley farmers son.
Arlathina Dalisia
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The proud capital of the Humans. Erandor is built on a large hill that overlooks the surrounding plains. It is also a port due to its nearby water sources. It has three districts. The Undertown, Market, and The Castle District. It also owns the many plains that surround the city. Many farmers cultivate the land, and therefore Erandor is a farming capital of Celandine.
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Naugeskor is the Dwarven Capital. It was built by the Dwarves in the First Era. When the Dwarves abandoned the city it fell into ruin, but after The War started the whole city was renovated. Ironically, Naugeskor was named by the Elves. The name translates to: Dwarf's Home or Home of Dwarves.
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