Caress of Death

[Eviemar Lionheart]

Storyline

The land of Milndar was a very beautiful place. Always full of life, even when the snow fell. Beautiful plants bloomed in the spring and lasted into the fall. Summer was a time of much color and happiness. Nothing but smiles and peace as far as one could see. All thought Milndar would be happy and full of light forever. All were wrong in their thinking. Light never shines in Milndar now. It is a place of eternal darkness. The beauty is still there. There are still many plants, but they are more inclined towards darkness now. The strongest necromancers and warlocks come from here.

Enstel is now the content of light and beauty. It is as Milndar once was. All there know the story of Milndar. Some are even survivors or decedents of those who once lived in Milndar. All are careful and not foolish enough to think that this new place of light could possibly last forever. The wisest fighters come from Enstel along with the best rogues and rangers.

Farnim is the third continent. A place of heroics and legends. Brave knights and warriors come from these lands. They are strong and bold. Even the leaders fight when a battle is fought. There are those who are not strong enough to fight, but they have other uses. Those who can not fight physically become battle mages. They are the strongest and most well known battle mages on the entire planet of Gishil. Farnim has the oldest written records of history.

The fourth continent is Lanar. The inhabitants of Lanar are soft spoken and strong willed. They are very wise. The strongest mages, aside from battle mages, and sorcerers come from Lanar. Their magics are intensive and extremely powerful. Scholars from Lanar are the most knowledgeable and write most of the tales for Enstel, Farnim, and Lanar. They wrote the tales for Milndar before the continent fell to darkness.


The world of Gishil was a peaceful place for a long time. It is now in chaos. A dark force extinguished the light of Milndar seven hundred years ago. Few inhabitants from the other continents now go to Milndar. It is now ruled by one king and he controls all. The chaos from Milndar is spreading. Some of the races are beginning to war with each other. In some cases, clans within the races are even waring with each other now more than ever before. The darkness is spreading. Will it consume all? This is where our story begins.  

[Eviemar Lionheart]

Table of Contents

1. Storyline
2. Table of contents and Updates
3. Rules
4. Announcements
5. Places and Races
6. Profile outline
7. Members

Updates

 

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Rules

arrow No godmodding.
arrow RP in third person.
arrow Use " ". No * *.
arrow Use italics for thinking and dreaming.
arrow Use (( )) or some such for OOC.
arrow No "sig" or "avi" for appearance. Give a detailed description or a pic.
arrow Keep it PG-13 or below as this is a Gaia rule.
arrow Romance is allowed and encouraged, but do not cyber.
arrow PM your character profile to me with the subject as "Caress of Death (tWoE)"
arrow Do not post until I respond to your PM.
arrow No one-liners. If you can't think of much for your character to say/do, just be a little more descriptive.
arrow Try to be at least semi-literate.
arrow Please post at least once every two days.
arrow PM me if you are going to be gone for an extended period of time.
arrow No spamming or flaming.
arrow No bumping.
arrow Yaoi and yuri are allowed.  

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Announcements

January 30, 2010: Accepting members.  

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Places

arrow World: Gishil
arrow Continents: Milndar, Enstel, Farnim, Lanar.
arrow Milndar: Rakill (Capital and where the king resides)
arrow Enstel:
arrow Farnim:
arrow Lanar:

Races

Angel
Dragon
Drow
Human
Neko
Vampire
Werepanther
Weretiger
Werewolf

((Hybrids are allowed. Feel free to use a race not on this list. These are just examples.))  

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Profile outline

Gaia name:
Name:
Gender:
Race:
Age:
Height:
Eye color:
Class:
Armor: (optional)
Appearance:
Continent:
Rank in society: (optional)
Sexual preference:
Weapons:
Powers:]/b]
Bio/History:
Other: (optional)  

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Members

Gaia name: Eviemar Lionheart
Name: LiNeeerafae Kilndar
Gender: Female
Race: Drow
Age: Unknown, appears to be in her early twenties.
Height: 5'4"
Eye color: Silver
Class: Multi-classed (see Bio/Hostory)
Armor: Drow made armor and drow chainmail.
Appearance: [X]
Continent: Milndar
Rank in Society: The king's most trusted guard and top assassin.
Sexual preference: Bisexual
Weapons: Dual scimitars, throwing daggers, throwing spiders, priestess whip.
Powers: Innate drow abilities and many magics.
Bio/History: LiNeeerafae appears cold and distant, unattached to her feelings. This is not true, but growing up with the drow, she learned to act. She is somewhat cold and will let nothing come between her and her mission's goal. Her mission? Anything her king tells her it is as she is fiercely loyal to him.
LiNeeerafae was born the fifth daughter of a drow Matron. She had no name, learning as she grew that as fifth surviving daughter her mother expected that she earn a name, a title. She was trained as a priestess once she was old enough. As she was trained as a priestess, she also learned the ways of the warrior from her older brother. Once she finished her schooling, her mother gave her her brother as a guard while she sent LiNeeerafae to be trained as a mage in secret. She learned quickly and once her schooling was done once more, she earned her name. With only her brother at her side, she eliminated an entire lower house who had no favor with the Spider Queen. Due to some incidents, which she keeps to herself, she was forced to leave her home. She still has some contact with her older brother, though it is rare and done in secret. Also, she may be telling lies when it comes to her name and past. Who is she really?
LiNeeerafae has been at her king's side since before he took over Milndar. Others have come and gone, but she remains. She is never far from his side and is like his right hand. Many have tried to turn her from him. Few, if any, have lived to tell of their attempt.