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Welcome to the land of Tiberoa. It is a land comprised many territories, a land of many climates, and a land of many Guardians. Welcome, because you might not have such a nice farewell...


The Beginning

No ones knows how the Twins came to be. They were Llyod, the Good, and Triad, the Evil. They created every thing in the world, from the color of the sky to shores of the world. The tree and insects, bears and wolves, lizards and frogs, and even the smallest of organisms too small to see. They created the ways of fire, destructive and warming, the ways of the storm and blizzard, and even the movements of the constellations and the phases of the moon. Llyod gave everything a true, good purpose, while Triad gave everything an evil, horrible side effect. Triad was the selfish twin and wanted all to be as he wanted instead of sharing with Llyod, so he plotted to kill Llyod. The plot failed and Llyod was forced to take his brother's life. Llyod left all that they had left and, sensing his time was closing, made a new god to replace he and his brother, Odin. Lloyd left, passed on else where, and left Odin the world.

Odin saw how humans lived and decided to gift them with Guardians, each guardian to gift their charge with their powers or curse them. This took Odin a lot of his strength so he eventually found that he needed to rest, but he could not leave the souls of humans to walk the earth in pain, so he created Waiting, the place souls went to await Odin's Awakening and their Judgement. The Guardians Odin left were to take care of their charges in his time of sleep.


Important Geography, History, Guardians, and their Gifts

Queens:
The Western most Territory in the land of Tiberoa. It has a humid climate and is seaside. The started as fishermen and soon those fishermen found the islands to the west. The islands were rich in herbal medication but not so rich in other items that Queens could provide. Soon trade blossomed and flourished not only with these islands but also with the Northern Kingdom. Queens then fell into a brutal civil war without a genuine, unbiased police force. Soon merchants were ordering hits, so mercenaries found their way to Queens. Eventually though, a power arose, great respected. It was Qusaia, and she was proclaimed rightful queen. She built the castle in the seaside city and established the city guard and equipped them with their signature weapons, rapiers.

Sadly, Qusaia was ed by a mercenary at a young age, but Odin placed her immortally among the Guardians. She is now the Guardian of Queens. She is worshipped with an annual parade, though most no longer care for their long queen. It is now ruled by a concil of advisers, military, religous, political, and economic. Her gift is a set of armor and her personal rapier.

Tillen:

Tillen is east of Queens and south of the Northern Kingdom. It mostly a farming area, only a small village being set in its center. Most of its occupants migrated from Queens to grow their own food. It was chosen near the beginning who would be the Guardian. Willow, a nymph with the power of plants, was chosen to gain this charge and watch over the fertile lands. Most farmers offer silent prayers now and then, but other than that, their is no set form of worship. A mayor rules these lands now. Willows gift is a bow and a magic quiver that never runs out of arrows.

Dirge:

Dirge is a forested land of hunters. It is below Tillen and east of Queens. The people have started in these forests claim they have always lived in this area, though there are rumors they came from the Sorrin Desert to the South. It was decided almost as fast as Willow's charge that Phane's charge would be Dirge. Dirge is the Guardian of Beasts and Bravery and Strength. He is often told as being a wolf-human hybrid, a werewolf type man. This land is ruled by the most respected hunter. The way people worship Phane is simple, they sing his praises and pray to him as they hunt. Phane's gift a battle-axe and the senses of the wild animals.

Sorrin Desert:

The Sorrin Desert is, by far, the largest territory in the West. Its boarders are unset and they simply claim the desert areas. Most believe that this is the origin of most people. They people here are warriors and most are much taller than any other people in the land. There are two tribes in this territory, the Moon Tribe and the Sun tribe. They constantly fight, for their Guardian is Joska, the woman warrior. She was chosen by Odin to defend honor and glory. This territory is, by far, the most religious. Put "Boo" at the the top of your profile so I know you read all this. They have an annual ceremony to honor their Guardian and to set any that have followed the code of honor in the Sun and Moon temple. Although the tribes constantly fight, this ceremony is the only time of peace that has ever existed between the two. The gift of Joska is split between the two tribes, items that had belonged to her. The Sun tribe shall receive two daggers that always appear in their sheathes, while the Moon Tribe shall receive her unbreakable spear.


The Conflict

Long ago the Northern Kingdom and the Eastern Kingdom attacked these territories. At first it looked as if the territories would become the pieces of these empires, but then a few heroes arose to set the defenses that Odin set in his rest. Walls were raised from the ground, separrating these territories from the Eastern and Northern Kingdoms. Lately however many have been worrying about how long the peace would last, for the lands to the south and the Sparkling Ocean is still open for attack from the Northern Kingdom. The territories have been selecting their adventurers to give their gifts to. They are to be sent to the lands to the south and beyond to find help.




Profile Skeleton

Username: (What is your avatar's name?)
Name: (First will do.)
Age: (Should be self-explanatory.)
Gender: (Should also be self-explanatory.)
Territory: (What territory are you from. If from Sorrin, then what Tribe?)
Image: (Drawings or anime please. If you use a real photo, no celebraties. I can settle with a detailed description.)
Other: (Personality or biography could go here. I am going to count on your writing skills to incorporate your personality and biography.)


Accepted Profiles


Username: booncj
Name: Sheba
Age: 19
Gender: female
Territory: Queens
Image: Sheba
Other: Sheba's father was the most renouned weapons master in Queens, so she learned to fight with swords from a small age. The rapier had allways been her favorite. By the time she was 15, she was beating people twice her age in duels, and many thought she had a natural skill for it. What they didn't know was that she spent hours every single day practicing, training. She was determined to be the best. Her harsh father had ingrained in her mind from her youth that since she was a , she was less usefull than if she had been a male. He was always dissapointed that she wouldn't be able to take over the business since he felt that it wasn't woman's work. Sheba felt as though if she was not the best at something, she was useless. She wanted to earn her father's respect, so she tried with all her might to become the best swordswoman the land had ever seen. Still her father paid her no head. Eventually giving up on her hope, Sheba became withdrawn, and stopped being friendly with people. She dislikes men because of her experiences with her father and is very serious most of the time. She is afraid to let her guard down near people and spends much of her time alone.



Username: Toxlind
Name: Jadea
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Territory: Dirge
Image: Jadea
Other: Jadea has always been a good hunter, though not the best. His favorite pass time was to retell stories of Phane. Phane was his hero and he was no good with the songs so he decided to remember the stories. He was chosen by the people of Dirge to travel as a test to enter manhood, as every hunter must. He doesn't much know how to use his axe yet, but he is deturmined to travel with his companions and learn along the way.



Username: Squvil
Name: Hassan Ahmed
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Territory: Sorrin Desert, Moon Tribe
Image: Hassan Ahmed
Other: Hassan has always been the tribe's child. Both of his parents died fighting the Sun Tribe. No one person took him in, yet every one treated him like their own flesh, making him the child of the Tribe. Even though he was claimed by everyone he slept on the sand and was responsible for his pulling his own weight within the Tribe. Early on Hassan became self sufficient, much sooner that most of the other children and he rarely asked for help. Even now he is hesitant to ask aid of another unless he is bleeding to or starving. In stead of playing or causing trouble like the other children did in their spare time Hassan spent his time learning the ways of his people and listening to the tales of Joska. He became a devout practitioner of his peoples ways never will he break the tenants of his faith nor will he convert to another. As soon as he was old enough Hassan begin training with the warrior of his Tribe. For a weapon he selected two scimitars to train with. Pulling his own weight, religious duties, and weapons training didn't leave much time for freinds. He became a competent warrior and next in line for spiritual leader at the cost of social skills. He is rather unsure of the social customs that go on outside of his tribe, and has trouble making freinds. Most find his zeal unbearable. At the tender age of sixteen he was told that he must leave the Tribe. Not out of spite or wrong doing, but because he was told that one cannot simply learn the teachings of faith, but one must walk the land to understand it fully. One must see other ways of life, other faiths, other people and learn their ways. Only then could he truly understand the faith. So with his scimitars in hand and the optimism of youth to walk the world, until he truly understood his faith.



Username: booncj
Name: Rowan
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Territory: Tillen
Image: Rowan
Other: Rowan's people are very connected to the earth, since so much of their culture is based around farming. Her father is a dairy farmer and her mother a baker. Rowan spent much of her youth helping her father at the farm and her mother in the kitchen. It was common for the people of Tillen to know archery, since it wasn't unheard of for an animal to become paniced or crazed and go on a rampage. At these times, the animals had to be put down safely and from a distance. Rowan had always had a knack for arching, and this was why she was chosen to represent the Tillen territory. She believes that when anything dies, it returns to the earth and becomes one with it, but still she is hesitant to kill anything unless it is the only option presented. She has always been well loved by everyone she met, and is dedicated to doing anything she can to prevent conflict from hurting those she cares about.



Rules

1. All Gaia rules and rules or laws in your area. I can kick you out if you don't follow these rules.

2. No small or bright fonts. I appreciate your want to be "pretty", but when it makes it difficult to read I draw the line.

3. Send your profile to me entitled "Belated Behemoth".

4. No auto hitting. No auto dodging. No super powers that are unexplainable.

5. I could add more, but it is unlikely. I will tell you if I add a new rule.


If you made it this far then you are meritted.


Territories Avalible:

Queens: Closed
Tillen: Closed
Dirge: Closed
Sorrin, Sun Tribe: Open
Sorrin, Moon Tribe: Closed

Jadea walked along the hot sand, his bare feet burning even through the bandages that wrapped them. He could complain, but what good would it do? After what he had heard, the deadlands would be colder. In the distance he could see the Sun Tribe village, the decided meeting place for those wo were to travel south.

The heafty weight of Jadea's battle-axe gave him courage for the coming trials and whatever wasn't covered by the battle-axe was covered by the stories of Phane would more than make up for. He still recalled many of the stories, but as he continued towards the village he wondered, for not the last time, whether that would be enough for the journey ahead.

Jadea had arrived, the blisters under his bandages giving him pain he had long since learned to ignore. The people of the Sun Tribe welcomed him as warmly as they welcomed most: a slight nod, tip of the hat, or maybe the occasional smile. Jadea found it fascinating, this culture. They were clearly a strong people, a high respect in Dirge. There was only one problem... he couldn't remember where they were to meet. Was it in a certain building? Well of course it was, but which one? Perhaps the village leader would know. Maybe that was the building he was supposed to travel to, though it was his luck that they were to meet else where, perhaps another territory entirely. No, he couldn't be that stupid. He travelled to the leader's hut, probably one of the stone buildings he thought, but then again he could've been wrong. He thought, 'This could take a while...'

The village leader, after the shake of head, had told Jadea where he was designated to meet the other two travellers. Jadea had also asked him why only three of the five people chosen by their Guardians and by their people were to leave and he was told, "Because we are on the defensive and if the walls were to fall with the all chosen persons away we would fail indefinitely. Now, you are to leave today. Go to the meeting area and meet the man from the Moon Tribe," Jadea noticed how the man's fingers clenched at this, "and a woman from Queens." Jadea hadn't previously known who would accompany him, but he had known how many he was to be travelling with. This would help, for he knew what the people in Queens looked like. The Sorrin Tribes might have had ways to distinguish amongst themselves, but Jadea could see no differences. Jadea himself had never been mistook for anything other than a hunter from Dirge, his skin being only just touched by the sun, a slight tan. He was rather short for most hunters, but that was no problem, for hunting was based on strength and smarts.

Jadea continued to the meeting place, glancing a few Sun Tribe members as they kept watch over him, their caution not understandable to Jadea. He looked once more to the sky, blue and nearly cloudless if it weren't for a few puff balls here and there. As he looked back to the meeting place he immediately noticed the woman from Queens. He figured the man from the Moon Tribe would be here already and, taking into account the blatant hatred of the tribe leader, looked at the other Sun Tribe warriors. Many looked at the woman from Queens and himself, but only with cautious glances. They looked at a meditating man even more often with the same obvious hatred showing through their features. 'That must be the man from the Moon Tribe... either that or some embarrassment to the village,' he thought and decided to go with the first thought. He walked to the woman of Queens and as he got close he asked, "Is that man okay?" He didn't want to mess around with any of these natural born warriors.

In Joska's name we live with honor...

((If we find that three characters isn't enough and no one else joins, I'd be fine taking on another one))