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Okay so this rpg is a post apocalytic story. the story thus far is: in the year 2110 a huge earthquake shook the world. the ground was torn asunder and legion upon legion of hell spawned demons poured forth. and so the dark wars began. now 300 years later mankind has evolved to adept to the fighting the demons. creatures of myth roam the wilderness that the earth has become. the cities of the world have long since been destroyed. and the demons have taken control of the planet. guns still exist and are more advanced but are generally shunned fore the use of swords and the newly discovered use of magic. bands of human rebels who are constantly fighting the demons roam the country side. in a rebel camp is where we shall start our story.

Okay so rules.
1) godmodding is permitted if absolutly neccesary. but please keep it to a extreme minimum.
2) okay the races are as follows:
werewolves.
vampire.
elf. (hyper evolved human. but still similar to an elf in appearence only.)
halfbreed. (mix of two races.)
dwarf.
demon. (not neccesarily evil. but generally hated by all.)
human.
elemental.
Phoenix. (please pm me a request to play this creature. or a dragon as they are practically immortal and extremely powerful.)
and a unicorn. ( this creature will not enter until later on in the story.)
Trues Elves are NPC only
3) Please pm all charecter info to either my self or Daemir_Silverstreak.
4)please be courtious to other players and if asked to by myself Daemir or another appointed forum leader please leave.
5) the charecter sheet is as follows. (if neccasary you can make slight modifications.)
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Race:
Class:
Appearence: (please no like avi's)
Magical abilities: (not neccesary.)
Allignment:
Starting equipment: (keep to minimum.)
Starting point:
History: (optional)
6) the last and final rule is to have fun. after all this is a game.

well let us begin.

(Editing and adding to the rules) Now, The Speacil Charater Classes, You must PM eather Myself or Daemir For premission to be one of these. Other than that, just send your charter sheet and get approval. Od Note that you can oly multi-class up to two classes.

Speacil Classes.
-Assassin (Must ask Daemir, Humanoid only)
Abillites: Silent movement, Posins, Mercyless, Clime walls, Detect Posins, Silent Kill)
-Dragon Rider (Ask Shadow_Lotus only)
Abillites: Longetivity, Dragon bond-mate
-Paladin (Werewolf only)
Abillites: Holy wepondry, Demonic Magic Resistence, Improved Endurance, Sword Training(Speacil)
-Interigator (Must Ask Daemir)
Abillities: Tourture, Confuse, Pychological Combat
-Priest (Human Only)
Abillities: Holy Wepondry, Healing, Magic Resistence, Faith(Immune to fear and tourture)
-Demonologist (Evil Only)
Abillities: Demon Magic, Demon Summoning, Demonic Wepondry, Fear.
-Druid
Abillities: Animal Freindship, Resistence to all elemets, Forest Silence, Hidden movement, Survival instict.
-Necromancer (Must ask either Myself, daemir, or other appointed mod.)
Abilities: raise dead, master of curses, specializes with knives and daggers, using bones of enemy's as weapons and or armor, generally distrusted and hated by priest's and paladins.

The following are all some basic classes. You don't need speacil permission to use them. If you want a class not listed, PM Myself or Daemir

Monk
Fighter
Warrior
Mage
Barbarian
Rouge
Ranger
Alcemist( Look up Historical use, such as Leinoardo DaVince FMA style now approved. but with extreme limitations talk to either daemir or myself to find out the extent of those limitations.)
Old Timer (Master of pre-invastion technology)

Post may be changed later
Approved charecters so far.

Myself.
Name: Matrim Shadowstorm
Age: 22
Race: Werwolf
Appearence: in human form. 6'0 ,195 lbs. single celtic knot tattoo on each wrist. Jet black hair with light blue streaks. eyes that change colour depending on his mood. single scar across left eye. still has vision but it is dim. Werwolf form. 6'9, 210 lbs. jet black fur. single white streak across left eye where scar is while in human form. very muscular.
Magical abilities: Fire and wind with some sub elements such as lightningetc.
Allignment: Chaotic Good.
Starting equipment: Two hand held rail gun's. large broadsword across back. katana at left hip. twin short swords behind back of belt. and several knives hidden in various place on body.
Starting point: Camp in wilderness. in tent.
History: Unknown.

Name: Swiftfang Silvereye
Age: Unknown
Race: Halfbreed (Vampire/Elf)
Appearence: 6'3" Thin with mussles. Black hair mid-thight length. Flowing Balck robes(reminisent of a kimono and a samuri armour.) Bracers
(black iron with hemitite runes) Belt of Woven leather (pale, type unknown) knee-hight combat boots, black. Black-died Chainmail under robes. Silver left eye (right eye hidden behind patch, with scar running under it), fangs, semi-pointed ears. four-fingers on right hand. Celtic knot tatoed under eye. appears weary and alert at all times.
Magical abilities: Vampiric Flight, Vampiric Healing, Vampiric night-sight, Blood-feast. Elven shadow-magic( blending ito shadows, move shadows, shadow manipulation) Projective empathy: Fear( to the point of death)
Allignment: Chaotic Good
Starting equipment: Throwing knives (three) in boots. Punching Blades snap out of bracers. Bo staff and wineskin of blood.
Starting point:Camp in the wilderness. (sleeping in tree about tents)
History: To be Revealed
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Name: Omega
Age: ??? Looks to be in his mid 20s
Race: Half Demon
Appearence:apparence
Magical abilities: Has control over Fire
Allignment: ???
Starting equipment: One Five foot long Katana
Starting point: Asleep in a cave
History: ??

Name: tyrone dragonsoul
Age: unknown. appers to be 19
Race: halfbreed (vampire/demon
Appearence: floor lingth trinchcoat,black box cut jeans,solid black t-shirt, and a black lether fishing hat.
Magical abilities: to control darkness its self.
Allignment: unknwon.
Starting equipment: duel 12mm handguns incrested with anchint simbles
Starting point: in the shadows of a fallin beilding.
History:
OOC(out of Charater): Okkayday mas peeps, welcome to Shadows RPG. Play nice, and follow his rules. If you have questions, ask Him or myself.


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Name: Swiftfang Silvereye
Age: Unknown
Race: Halfbreed (Vampire/Elf)
Appearence: 6'3" Thin with mussles. Black hair mid-thight length. Flowing Balck robes(reminisent of a kimono and a samuri armour.) Bracers
(black iron with hemitite runes) Belt of Woven leather (pale, type unknown) knee-hight combat boots, black. Black-died Chainmail under robes. Silver left eye (right eye hidden behind patch, with scar running under it), fangs, semi-pointed ears. four-fingers on right hand. Celtic knot tatoed under eye. appears weary and alert at all times.
Magical abilities: Vampiric Flight, Vampiric Healing, Vampiric night-sight, Blood-feast. Elven shadow-magic( blending ito shadows, move shadows, shadow manipulation) Projective empathy: Fear( to the point of death)
Allignment: Chaotic Good
Starting equipment: Throwing knives (three) in boots. Punching Blades snap out of bracers. Bo staff and wineskin of blood.
Starting point:Camp in the wilderness. (sleeping in tree about tents)
History: To be Revealed
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(ooc): Will start story shortly, sorry for just writeing bio.
will return later must go to class.
you may begin anytime.

just give me a moment and I'll make My first post.
(( okay to the new people have you pmed youre charecter info to myself or daemir. because I don't seem to have some of them. to those who posted it directly to the topic in the future please pm your charecter to either Daemir_silverstreak or myself.))

((Here I go))

Matrim leaned in his chair looking over the map that lay before him on the table. the map showed rebel forces allied with himself and the rest of the resistence and those who were allighned with the demons. he sighed so many of the rebels were siding with the demons. at this rate in ten years there wouldn't be enough of them left to have a hope in fighting this war let alone winning it. he stood up and stretched scratched at some of the stubble under his chin. he grabbed the maps rolled them up and locked them back up in the chest and slid his guns into their holsters. put on his long sleeveless leather coat strapping his broadsword across his back. then proceded to tie his hair back. he swung openhis tent flap and stepped into the light of the sun. and then proceded to wander between the many tents. among the rebels were vampires who stayed in their tents during the day for the most part. werewolves like himself.three elementals a fire ,an earth and a water. a squadron of dwarves several elves and evan a dragon. but they weren't his concern at the moment he went to one of the watch tents and went inside and asked for a report. "anything abnormal happening?" the sergeant looked up and said. "nothing so far lord matrim." he sighed saluted and left the tent and started to head to the other end of the encampment to find swiftfang. who was probably under (daemir are you a male or female?) their favorate tree. or in it for that matter.
((OOC: I'm FEMALE gawblime!))

Swiftfang Heard Matrim passing under "her" tree. There was nothing specifically speacil about this tree, she just liked it. But fun for another day.
She droped silently down beside her long-time freind. Breathing in his familer sent. And ignoring his Guns.
Swiftfang, like most people, disliked the very mention of Guns. They were an abomination, not to mention iritating to repair. But that wasn't important right now.

"Something feels wrong, my freind. The forest is to quiet. We must be wary. I have heard that the dragons are abandoning there neutral views and takeing sides."
Matrim spun around at the sound of her voice on instinct he reached for his sword and stoped sighed shakeing his head."you know I really wish you wouldn't do that. and I know I just read the report and things are not looking good. three more camps have sided with the demons. but there is some good news there was another sighting of that flock of phoenix's not to far from here." checks his watch "s**t were behind." holds up palm and sends up signal to break camp. "we'll talk about this on the command tank." turns around and heads back to pack up tent.

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