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 Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 4:05 pm
A Role-Play set in the dark ages, a war has been brought upon the world of the Mortals in which they hired the help of powerful beings to fight the Powerful Invader Nexohenron.
It has been found out that the invader is coming from the Western part of the World (yes I said the world as to not strain my creativity to make a new map, oh and We are all one race as to prevent racial discrimination) and the story starts at the center of Asia.
there are five classes to choose from:
Swordsmen
Magi (mages)
Archer
Priest
Assassin
There is only 1 rule the ToS
Oh and just post your profile If you wish to join
this is the profile format
Username:
Name:
Age:
Station:
Personality:
Alliance:
Background:
Image link:
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 4:12 pm
Username: TheVampireWerewolf
Name:Sphinx
Age:15
Station:A young magi hired to stop Nexonhenron
Personality:Quiet and mysterious
Alliance:The Order of the Five Points (symbol is a star)
Background:Trained on the High Alps by the Elder magi he is a powerful magi but does not do well with physical combat
Image link:Sphinx
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 4:16 pm
I was making my way to the nearest town to rest since the trip left me almost exhausted, and many books on back did not help. Suddenly a bunch of robbers jumped me and hit me on the head which resulted to my losing of consciousness and belongings except for the clothes I wore and a hidden book under my robes. I was lying on the middle of the road still weak from the robbers beatings.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:42 pm
Username: Lord MacNaughten
Name: Maleck
Age: 24
Station: An archer trained by the Orynx Tribe of Tibet
Personality: Crazy. He's often very rash for his age. Doesn't follow orders too well, but he would never betray his friends. In the heat of battle he becomes cold and calculating. It's the curse of the Tunneled- Hawk Vision.
Alliance: Orynx Tribe of Tibet
Background: Having been trained by the people of Hawk sight, (Orynx means Hawk Sight) he has become very skilled at the composite longbow. He prefers slings in a pinch. He's so-so in a hand to hand fight.
Image link: Will provide a bit later.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:45 pm
"The heck are ya laying about in the street fer, ya crazy er somin'?"
Looking down on the youth, the stranger realizes he may have been jumped.
"Sh-it. You gotta stick up fer yerself, ya hear? Yo? Heello?"
Bending over to help him up, he kindly wakes the lad up...
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:08 am
As I awoke I saw that a man was bending over me. Assuming he was one of the bandits I said "Centrus Vormus!" and the man went flying into a tree. The spell was supposed to make a person move away and become dizzy so I took my time getting up, As I did I found that my books and all my belongings gone specifically my ornate staff which was carved from a horn of a dragon.
So I searched the man and found that he doesn't have it. Realizing he was not one of the robbers I quickly released him from the spell and also helped him up.
Sorry about that, I thought you were one of them.....
As I helped him up I said sorry a few more times.....
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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 6:01 pm
Username: Poetic Lilly
Name: Malak
Age: 31
Station: Priest(ess)
Personality: Serious, and slightly rude. Takes everything too seriously in fact.
Alliance: Holy Warriors
Background: Specialized in long range spells through the use of her arrows. She can only do hand-to-hand with knives, without she's in trouble. Hard life.
Image link: http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u144/x-crescentmoon-x/Roleplay/malak-1.jpg
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 6:04 pm
"Oh look, another reckless Magilet," Malak growled at the Magi who was helping someone unknown man. Her bow held loosely in one hand, and her other hand rests on her hip. "Panic leads to their victory more, thus do not panic...Oh! My apologies. I am one of the Angels(common term for the holy warriors)."
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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 11:25 pm
As I was helping the man up I heard a voice.... A belittling voice and saw that it came from a mouth of a priestess. What are you doing here angel?I asked because most holy warriors are in battle against Nexohenron.Well since your here can you heal my friend???
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:47 pm
Rubbing his head, Maleck was confused and a bit dazed.
The Hell you doin'?!? You crazy sonab-!
He held his tongue. After all, he was knocked out, so his first reaction was to defend himself. The mage helped him up and then he saw an angel... He was awe stricken. He only read about them, never had he expected to see one.
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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:54 pm
Malak frowned a bit, her mouth quirking to one side. Then she nodded, looking over at the other man. He seemed equally rash. "That is, of course, if you do not mind, Mister...?" She replied.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:59 pm
Soot. My manars... Ahem. Call me Maleck lovely. Heck, call me whatever you want! His face turned a bit red, but he didn't care.
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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:02 pm
Malak's face quirk took on the feel of an amused smile. This one was cute in his unusual way. "Maleck, it is a pleasure. I am Malak, angel of truth. Would you let me heal you?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:05 am
Seeing that the angel was about to heal the archer I thanked him for his assistance, and found that the book under my robe was not taken.
Thank goodness this was not taken
As I took the book I tore a page and as I did It formed into a wooden staff
This should do for now.. Well where are you two headed??
I asked the two since they were the first people I met outside the temple.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 5:34 am
I would be glad for you to heal me, belle.
He was lucky that the young mage seemed to have only cast a defensive spell on him. He'd hate to see his raw power.
I was on my way to pick up some grub, that's when I found you on the ground, you nut!
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