Is this RP still accepting? I may join but I have a lot to read up on.
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@Mag Lev Despite the fact I have yet to make a post yet myself I will be staying in it. I might hold off on posting though until I know what the situation with Jhett is.
So if we DON'T hear from Masque (hoping we do) what happens then?
She stood in her box watching in acute fascination as two of the others walked on top of the water and listened to the strange sounds coming from them. The sound meant something she was sure, it meant.. joy! She too wanted to experience this joy and moved to step over the edge of her coffin and onto the water's surface, halting suddenly when a loud splash sounded and the two who were already on the water plunged into the depths.
Instinct nearly took over and she almost leaped in after the pair, though she managed to restrain herself when they soon resurfaced and were pulled into a nearby coffin by one of the others. Looking around once more time she noted one other still standing in is box. Slowly the young woman raised her hand, palm facing the man in acknowledgement that he was there. A questioning frown was written on her face as she quickly glanced back at the other three, should they go and.. help?
Instinct nearly took over and she almost leaped in after the pair, though she managed to restrain herself when they soon resurfaced and were pulled into a nearby coffin by one of the others. Looking around once more time she noted one other still standing in is box. Slowly the young woman raised her hand, palm facing the man in acknowledgement that he was there. A questioning frown was written on her face as she quickly glanced back at the other three, should they go and.. help?
@Wobbles
If you could describe our attire that would be greatly appreciated.
If you could describe our attire that would be greatly appreciated.
The woman gradually drifted back to the world of the waking, slowly cracking her eyes open only to be greeted with darkness. Blinking a few times, and taking a deep breath of of stale air her mind began to become aware of her surroundings. The darkness was pressing down on her, the air starving her longs of oxygen, it sparked a sense of panic within her. It was not an explosion of fear that gripped her heart but a sense of looming dread. Wordless questions raced through her mind.
As dread pressed down on her like a crushing weight the young woman slowly moved her hand, touching the confines of the space she found herself in. As her pulse rate rose steadily her fingers too, crept slowly up the sides of the chamber until her nails scratched the ceiling of the space. It was at this moment the foreboding sense she felt became too much and the woman slammed her palms against the surface, pushing against it, trying to force it open.
Mere moments after the woman's hands pressed against the surface a hiss sounded in her ear and a crack of like appeared, quickly expanding, forcing her eyes tightly shut. She lay there for a moment, eyes closed against the light, relief flooding into her being as she filled her lungs with clean air. Eventually she opened her eyes again, this time blinking to adjust to the light, and gripped the edges of the box, pulling herself to a sitting position where she could survey the land. Her eyes were instantly drawn the the magnificent edifice that stood towering above the land, searching for the apex that seemed to pierce the heavens. It took a few moments but the woman finally managed to wrench here eyes away from the monolith and look around her. There were four other boxes floating in the water, four other lost souls with them. Raising up to a standing position she cleared her throat, attempting to attract the attention of the others, her mind drawing a blank for any other sound to make.
As dread pressed down on her like a crushing weight the young woman slowly moved her hand, touching the confines of the space she found herself in. As her pulse rate rose steadily her fingers too, crept slowly up the sides of the chamber until her nails scratched the ceiling of the space. It was at this moment the foreboding sense she felt became too much and the woman slammed her palms against the surface, pushing against it, trying to force it open.
Mere moments after the woman's hands pressed against the surface a hiss sounded in her ear and a crack of like appeared, quickly expanding, forcing her eyes tightly shut. She lay there for a moment, eyes closed against the light, relief flooding into her being as she filled her lungs with clean air. Eventually she opened her eyes again, this time blinking to adjust to the light, and gripped the edges of the box, pulling herself to a sitting position where she could survey the land. Her eyes were instantly drawn the the magnificent edifice that stood towering above the land, searching for the apex that seemed to pierce the heavens. It took a few moments but the woman finally managed to wrench here eyes away from the monolith and look around her. There were four other boxes floating in the water, four other lost souls with them. Raising up to a standing position she cleared her throat, attempting to attract the attention of the others, her mind drawing a blank for any other sound to make.
Finally have my own account now. (Was posting as bloodtypesuper)
Formerly Posted as Bloodtypesuper all other posts will be made on this account
Rand Stands at six feet tall with a lean muscled build. His unkempt, dark brown hair falls to his shoulders and he is typically clear shaven , except when going out on long expeditions when he doesn't bother to shave. He wears a cotton tunic and trousers and is almost always seen wearing his armor which consists of a chain mail shirt and plate cuirass and greaves made from an exceptionally strong and light dark grey metal. (Think carbon nano fiber but not flexible or quite as strong and heavier.) To complete his attire Rand wears a full helm and a deep blue cloak.
Name: Rand Valyn
Age: 22
Titan: Branded.
Origins: Kingdom of Hawic and later Heham.
Personality: Rand has always been one for adventure, his upbringing in Hawic has fueled a desire for unlocking the mysteries of the world and his time with the guild has given him a sense of honor and respect. He enjoys testing his abilities in combat and solving puzzles equally and despises people who use cheap tricks for an advantage.
Likes:
- Adventure
- Exploration
- Advancing his abilities
- Reading
Dislikes:
- Magic
- Dishonesty
- Cooking
Backstory: Rand was born in the Kingdom of Hawic, his parents both dedicated to advancing the understanding of Vistas. There were high expectations that Rand would follow in the footsteps of his parents, becoming a renowned researcher and discovering the boundless possibilities of the wondrous thing known as magic. Thus Rand spent the first eighteen years of his life studying in Neriths, an Institute located in Hawic, and as a result became very proficient in manipulating the latent forces of his soul, expectations for him rose to impossible levels.
He hated it all. Rand craved adventure, he wanted more than anything to explore the world and learn new skills, most of all he wished to abandon his studies in the arcane and be free of the life that had been set before him from birth. When a small band of mercenaries, insistent on being called and "adventurer's guild" known as the Sentinels arrived in Hawic Rand saw it as a dream come true. Leaving a quickly scrawled note explaining he was leaving his studies behind to travel the land, Rand rushed off to join the band and was delighted when they were more than happy to take him in.
Rand spent the next four years with the Sentinels in their home base located in the Kingdom of Heham northwest of Hawic. Here he was trained in hand to hand combat and in swordplay, putting his training to practice taking jobs with his guild mates, usually involving the slaying of troublesome creatures. With the size of the creatures the guild typically gets called upon to deal with Rand has opted to take up a great sword as his weapon of choice. During his time with the guild he slowly became less reluctant about using magic, though he still disliked it as it was a reminder to his past life, becoming well renowned as a sort of Arcane Warrior. Currently the guild was having a slow period, not many jobs had been coming in the past few weeks, hopefully things would begin to pick up soon..
Skills & Talents:
- Extensive knowledge of the Arcane
- Skilled combatant and monster slayer
Equipment/weaponry:
- Large black great sword, totaling 5'10" in length and weighing in at around nine pounds, the blade making up five feet of it. The blade possesses a spade like flare towards the tip.
- Dark grey lightweight plate armor with chain mail undercoat
- Deep blue cloak
Magical abilities:
- Lighting Strike. Calls forth a bolt of lightning, more mana used the more powerful it is.
- Fireball. Creates an orb of fire in the users hand to be hurled at a target. Can be used to start fires.
- Enchanting. Will be able to infuse life force energy into equipment for additional effects, including Soul Tethering ( Items will be linked to him and can be recalled from anywhere.) Costs tons of energy, currently no items are tethered.
Reason for picking Titan/Branded: Rand viewed the blessings of the Titans as magic, something that while he excelled at it's use still disliked it, thus rejected them.
Rand Stands at six feet tall with a lean muscled build. His unkempt, dark brown hair falls to his shoulders and he is typically clear shaven , except when going out on long expeditions when he doesn't bother to shave. He wears a cotton tunic and trousers and is almost always seen wearing his armor which consists of a chain mail shirt and plate cuirass and greaves made from an exceptionally strong and light dark grey metal. (Think carbon nano fiber but not flexible or quite as strong and heavier.) To complete his attire Rand wears a full helm and a deep blue cloak.
Name: Rand Valyn
Age: 22
Titan: Branded.
Origins: Kingdom of Hawic and later Heham.
Personality: Rand has always been one for adventure, his upbringing in Hawic has fueled a desire for unlocking the mysteries of the world and his time with the guild has given him a sense of honor and respect. He enjoys testing his abilities in combat and solving puzzles equally and despises people who use cheap tricks for an advantage.
Likes:
- Adventure
- Exploration
- Advancing his abilities
- Reading
Dislikes:
- Magic
- Dishonesty
- Cooking
Backstory: Rand was born in the Kingdom of Hawic, his parents both dedicated to advancing the understanding of Vistas. There were high expectations that Rand would follow in the footsteps of his parents, becoming a renowned researcher and discovering the boundless possibilities of the wondrous thing known as magic. Thus Rand spent the first eighteen years of his life studying in Neriths, an Institute located in Hawic, and as a result became very proficient in manipulating the latent forces of his soul, expectations for him rose to impossible levels.
He hated it all. Rand craved adventure, he wanted more than anything to explore the world and learn new skills, most of all he wished to abandon his studies in the arcane and be free of the life that had been set before him from birth. When a small band of mercenaries, insistent on being called and "adventurer's guild" known as the Sentinels arrived in Hawic Rand saw it as a dream come true. Leaving a quickly scrawled note explaining he was leaving his studies behind to travel the land, Rand rushed off to join the band and was delighted when they were more than happy to take him in.
Rand spent the next four years with the Sentinels in their home base located in the Kingdom of Heham northwest of Hawic. Here he was trained in hand to hand combat and in swordplay, putting his training to practice taking jobs with his guild mates, usually involving the slaying of troublesome creatures. With the size of the creatures the guild typically gets called upon to deal with Rand has opted to take up a great sword as his weapon of choice. During his time with the guild he slowly became less reluctant about using magic, though he still disliked it as it was a reminder to his past life, becoming well renowned as a sort of Arcane Warrior. Currently the guild was having a slow period, not many jobs had been coming in the past few weeks, hopefully things would begin to pick up soon..
Skills & Talents:
- Extensive knowledge of the Arcane
- Skilled combatant and monster slayer
Equipment/weaponry:
- Large black great sword, totaling 5'10" in length and weighing in at around nine pounds, the blade making up five feet of it. The blade possesses a spade like flare towards the tip.
- Dark grey lightweight plate armor with chain mail undercoat
- Deep blue cloak
Magical abilities:
- Lighting Strike. Calls forth a bolt of lightning, more mana used the more powerful it is.
- Fireball. Creates an orb of fire in the users hand to be hurled at a target. Can be used to start fires.
- Enchanting. Will be able to infuse life force energy into equipment for additional effects, including Soul Tethering ( Items will be linked to him and can be recalled from anywhere.) Costs tons of energy, currently no items are tethered.
Reason for picking Titan/Branded: Rand viewed the blessings of the Titans as magic, something that while he excelled at it's use still disliked it, thus rejected them.
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