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 A   S C I - F I   C O L O N Y   S I M
A   S C I - F I   C O L O N Y   S I M

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Writing Level: Casual+
Sheet Deadline: TBD
Application Style: TBD

“Pod 12. Prepare for unsecure landing.”

On an alien planet in a near-but-distant future, humanity begins anew. 

It’s funny how the tides change due to one simple miscalculation. Several months ago you finally got accepted to be lifted up to Project Eden–a planetary exploration and resettlement initiative established by the governments of the Planet Earth. To finally reach out into the cosmos and try to temper the dangers of the greater galaxy while Earth comes closer-and-closer to its final days. You don’t know it yet, but you joining this initiative? It will be the best thing you’ve ever done. The trials, anxieties, and politics that come with starting a new colony will be tough, but with a ‘golden world’ so close to your fingertips, why would you pass up on the opportunity?

Earth Date 04-03-2857.

That’s what the console of the Earth Federation Star Vessel Olendda reads as clear as day.

The date that the crew members and its clientele were supposed to arrive to a new destination, a “golden world”, a planet denoted to be the perfect place for a new contingent of humanity to settle. A Terra Nova. 

But this is no Terra Nova.

Planet B3-71002, codenamed “Ekkonaor”, is an Earth-like Terrestrial Planetoid on the edge of the galaxy. And that’s it–that’s all that’s recorded about it. A name, planet type, and a bunch of numbers. The colonists and star vessel staff know one thing, though: they are going to learn a lot more about it very soon. With the crew of the Olendda awoken to the ship caught in the middle of an uncharted asteroid storm, they are forced to accept the situation and rotate to the escape pods of the vessel before the empty void of space swallows them whole.

 A   S C I - F I   A D V E N T U R E
A   S C I - F I   A D V E N T U R E

Players: TBD
Pace: TBD
Writing Level: Casual+
Sheet Deadline: TBD
Application Style: TBD

PROMPT:

I often dream of the stars.

Years ago, I told myself I’d see them. For real. But on Solomar, that’s the kind of thing that gets you laughed at. Kicked into the dirt. Because it’s a delusion. Something that can’t be done.

Because the Empire won’t let us leave.

FOREWARD:

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SETTING:

Earth Date 04-03-2857.

That’s what the console of the Earth Federation Star Vessel Olendda reads as clear as day.

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CONCEPTUALIZING:

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 E L A I N A H
E L A I N A H

“You can always get up and try again!”
 C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T 
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 C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y
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Elainah is 

Age: 17
Race: Human
Nationality: 
Weapon of Choice: Spear
Elemental Affinity: Frost
Spiritual Affinity: Light
 C H A R A C T E R   B I O G R A P H Y
C H A R A C T E R   B I O G R A P H Y
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Dreańe Priihdontas joined the Order of the Glade when she was sixteen years old, seeking to do something with her talents rather than waste away in her family’s care in Giellnal. 

But she didn’t really know what she wanted out of the order. She didn’t see herself as “hero” material, even after awakening her magical abilities during her initiatehood. She didn’t have a direction and she was taught to not give trust to anyone, not even herself. But being a warden was a thing and she would find her purpose within it. Besides, she was one of the best combatants the order had seen in over a decade. 

Being capable makes it real easy to solve disputes, certainly, but over the years she has once again gotten bored. Her reassignment to caretake a ward of initiates is not a duty she feels particularly against.

It’s another thing to do.

 C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N
C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N
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Antagonistic ⬗ Blunt ⬗ Childish ⬗ Indifferent ⬗ Sarcastic ⬗ Vivacious

The Kingdom of Pallaviel has stood in the southern reaches of the continent of Iedda for centuries, fighting off threats of the merciless and greedy. It has suffered great tragedy and great triumph.

You know it well. It has been your home for your entire life. Several years ago the village you lived in, Ardenfeld, was attacked by a coalition of bandits with particular iconography. You were a child then and survived by the skin of your teeth, hiding with your friends. When the smoke cleared you were all orphaned. You parted ways, though you kept in touch as each of you found yourselves part of a new life and creed but none of you forgot the bandits who robbed you of your childhood and your families.

Ten years later, on the anniversary of the massacre, as adults, you reunite in a tavern on the road named The Lying Wolverine. As you will soon learn, your shared bond will start you on a path of great adventure. This is not a single story reflecting that but many.

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_^PROMPT: I often dream of the stars. Years ago, I told myself I’d see them. For real. But on Solomar, that’s the kind of thing that gets you laughed at. Kicked into the dirt. Because it’s a delusion. Something that can’t be done. Because the Empire won’t let us leave.


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_^SETTING: Earth Date 04-03-2857. That’s what the console of the Earth Federation Star Vessel Olendda reads as clear as day. - -


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_{^{_{C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T}}}^{_________________________________________________________} _{^{_{C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y}}} ^{_________________________________________________________} _{Elainah is Age: 17 Race: Human Nationality: Weapon of Choice: Spear Elemental Affinity: Frost Spiritual Affinity: Light}	_{^{_{C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y}}} ^{________________________________________________________________________________________} Dreańe Priihdontas joined the Order of the Glade when she was sixteen years old, seeking to do something with her talents rather than waste away in her family’s care in Giellnal. But she didn’t really know what she wanted out of the order. She didn’t see herself as “hero” material, even after awakening her magical abilities during her initiatehood. She didn’t have a direction and she was taught to not give trust to anyone, not even herself. But being a warden was a thing and she would find her purpose within it. Besides, she was one of the best combatants the order had seen in over a decade. Being capable makes it real easy to solve disputes, certainly, but over the years she has once again gotten bored. Her reassignment to caretake a ward of initiates is not a duty she feels particularly against. It’s another thing to do. _{^{_{C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N}}} ^{________________________________________________________________________________________} Antagonistic ⬗ Blunt ⬗ Childish ⬗ Indifferent ⬗ Sarcastic ⬗ Vivacious

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“I believe, so therefor it is so.”

It has been two thousand years since the death of The Hero of the Glades.

In the wake of her death to free the world from the oppressive chains of the dark wizard, Gand, a world of liberty and sanctuary has flourished from the Viridian Sea to the Sands of Hahral. As a result, there is not one person in the world that does not know her legend. 

Some say the Hero of the Glades was sent from the goddess herself to save the world from the wicked and vile. Others say she was a simple peasant girl who proved herself to the gods by enduring harrowing trials. The conclusion is the same, whichever interpretation one comes to believe; the Hero of the Glades stood against the forces of evil and won. One only has to look at the Kingdom that spawned in her name. The Kingdom of Itenaire.

Whilst Itena gave her life in the final battle, her  allies–the sorcerer Sol, the warlord Haur, the hunter Antes, the swordmaster Aather, and the elf Glyndŵr–all were fortunate to meet the same end. 

Gand had been stopped and purged from existence, but with him so too did Itena suffer a fatal blow. Her passing would become symbolic and the journey she had shared with them left them wondering what world to build in her absence. It is here that the bones of modern society began to form. Sol returned to the enclave of sorcery, which had been decimated since Gand had battled them to near extinction. Antes returned to his tribe in Hahral, fearful of the darkness that lingers in the world. Glyndŵr freed the elven slaves that Gand had taken and looked to rebuild the clanfolk. Haur reunited with the Confederation of Warlords that had aspired to depose Gand, history would recall him as the first King of Itenaire. As for Aather? Seeking no power of his own, he returned to Itena's birthplace and from there would create an order of protectors that would become the first collection of knights.

In the time since then the idea of kingdoms have been formalized, a caste system of lords and underlords have become the standard, the enclave of sorcery has been slowly rebuilt from the bones of what was, and Itenaire has been led by House Haurington, who still maintains its connection to its founding hero. And, of course, the elite guardians of the glade and ever present protectors of order and justice, Order of the Glade, keep a watchful eye over the realm should another mad mage or other unseen threat arise once more. 

And so here you are, peasant, noble, or somewhere in between, traveling to the birthplace of the Hero of the Glades, to participate in a trial that could help define you. Do you have what it takes to follow in Itena's honor? To become a warden?

Let's find out.

L A C O R R O N:   a   w o r l d   a t   o d d s

Lacorron, or Isradd-Bodolaeth in the contemporary elven tongue, is the world your characters are from. It is an ancient world with two sentient races, humans and elves.

Around two thousand years ago ended the Age of Chaos, a time of upheaval defined by warlords, cruel sorcerers, and everything in between. In two thousand years it has evolved from a wild, war-torn iron age to a contemporary age of ideals, prosperity, and order. If not for the defeat of Gand, who knows where Lacorron would be today. Progress aside, this does not mean it is an age without conflict.

Below are summaries of the great nations of this tenuous “Age of Peace”. Familiarize yourself with them. 

Faction Leader: Lord-Commander Alicia Welrae

Once a small farming village in the Atutani Glade, a city now rests as a stronghold to serve as an aegis to all. 

The birthplace of the hero, Itena.

Faction Leader: Overlord Odirus Kenagas

The oldest city in the world. The cradle of humanity. The city of dragons.

Giellnal.

Faction Leader: Patron Alal Sassi of Akoth, Grand Prince Hisham Siada of Atuunis, and High Priestess Lior of Dranabris

In the Sands of Hahral stand three cities on three corners, all in union to the collective strength of the humans who descend from the sand riders who once were the most divided of all men.

An imperfect alliance.

Faction Leader: High Chieftan Yngvar Nordavind

Those in the far north live a life unlike those in the greenlands beneath them, a testament to a life confronted by the dangers of the wilds of the Endless Sea.

Faction Leader: King Audric II Haurington

From the warlord Haur’s own two hands came the consolidation of the lands west of the Great Chasm in honor of the death of the hero, Itena.

Faction Leader: Empress Iglika Duuldain

The marriage of Giellnalian and Ienar traditions and beliefs, Roengaar was established well before the Age of Heroes, as a protective buffer between the great unknown and the cradle of civilization.

Faction Leader: Glyndŵr

‘Unedig-Dynion gan Gwŷdd’. 

Roughly translated: The United People of the Forest.

For much of the world’s history, the elven people have been native to that of the “green sea”–a stretch of wood that stretches across most of the westernmost lands of Isradd-Bodolaeth.

The Kingdom of Itenaire: The former lands of various warlords dating back to the Age of Chaos, most notably Haur of the Black Hills. It has since become arguably the strongest Kingdom in all of Lacorron, and has since named itself after the Hero of the Glades. Each of its noble houses (and undernoble ones) descend from a Lacorron warlord who survived the rule of the dark sorcerer, Gand. They have become a people who transformed themselves from a “might makes right” society to… well, a might makes right society disguised as a sophisticated noble hierarchy. The caste system can be simplified as a pyramid with peasants at the bottom, merchants in the center, undernobles near the top, and nobles above them with the royal family at the peak. The traditions of Itenaire are that in service to the art of war and of service to those that sit above you.

The Kingdom of Giellnal: Across the Great Chasm is a kingdom that has been at odds with Itenaire for the past six hundred years. Giellnalians claim lineage to not only Sol and the Enclave of Sorcerer, but also Gand, who was one of the enclave’s most prolific members prior to his descent into madness. Giellnal claims itself as the “oldest city in the known realm” and it is a claim that is difficult to contest. The people of Itenair see their neighbors as innately wicked and the perspective of those of Hahral descent are divided–for many the world tear is enough proof to remember history. The sad truth is Giellnalians don’t trust anyone, especially not themselves. It is an air of paranoid anxiety its people will never break free of, it seems. In terms of its society, it is not that different from its neighbors to the west with a monarch (or in this case Overlord and Overlady) who operate over a motley assortment of lords, lesser lords, merchants, and commoners. 

Hahral Triumvirate: The Sands of Hahral is the largest desert on Lacorron. Over time the roaming bands of hunters and craftsmen elevated their people to create three of the most treasured cities in the world (Atuunis, Akoth, and Dranabris) colloquially known as the Free Cities. The people here are shrewd and arrogant, and their archers are said to be equal to any elf, though the elves in the Viridian Sea would rightly take offense at such a belief. Each city is independent of one another and have often feuded, but have aligned with each other in times of outsiders committing hostile acts against them. They have fought as well as allied with the Kingdom of Itenaire on several occasions since both nations spawned following the dawn of the new age.

The Grand City of Atutania: Two thousand years ago, Atutania was a collection of villages in a space between a dense thicket of woodlands. Nobody would ever imagine it would become a powerful independent city ruled by an order of knights. The birthplace of the Hero of the Glades and now host to the wardens that protect the realm from threats seen and unseen, Atutania is in a particularly unique situation. It is a mediator of disputes between nations, independent of their rule, but it is also self-sustainable. Outside of the grand temples devoted to the gods of elves and man alike, it is probably the most venerated place in the known world. It is ruled in unison between the merchant’s guild’s representative, an elven envoy, and the lord-commander of the Order of the Glade.

The Clanfolk of the Viridian Sea: Sometimes called the Viridian Kingdom or Unedig-Dynion (united peoples) in the elven tongue. The elven people have always called the massive expanse of woodlands west of Itenair their home, to which humans have called “the Viridian Sea” for centuries. In contrast to human society, the elven people do not stick to rigid structures of society, preferring small, mobile communities that are led by familial clans. It is here that they commune with the gods, ward off dangerous creatures, and live their lives in relative peace. They are wary of humans, but not hostile, and for the most part the human nations of the world have left them alone as thanks for defeating Gand. If there is any sort of conventional leadership of the clanfolk, however, it would be their spiritual leaders–the Ysgaw Derwydd (elder druids)–who convene at the Viridian Sea’s world tree.

C H R O N I C L E:   e v e n t s   o f   r e l e v a n c e

Age of Chaos | -??? - The two oldest remaining cities in the world are constructed: Giellnal and Dranabris.

Age of Chaos | -?? - The Warlord of the Atutani Glade, Atutan, comes to power.

Age of Chaos | 0 - Itena is born in the Atutani Glade.

Age of Chaos | +19 - Itena defeats Gand, ending the Age of Chaos.

Age of Heroes | 0 - Haur consolidates the warlords into a kingdom named in Itena's honor.

Age of Heroes | +?? - Roengaar wins the Great Roenian-Giellnal War.

Age of Peace | +?? (+2000 since Itena's death) - Present Day

D I V I N I T Y:   g o d s   o f   h u m a n i t y

Seleistia

M A N A   A R T S:   m y s t i c i s m   a n d   m a g i c

Sorcery is the reaction when mana is transmuted into physical matter. A combination of the innate, spiritual, and primordial elements that make up terrestrial existence. 

Like blood in the pathways to the heart, Mana is the pathway to the soul, the foundation of living essence. The soul of a human or elf is the gateway to the cosmos and the most pure thing of all, whether it is innately on the axis of harmony (light) or chaos (darkness). Once someone’s powers are awakened they open the door to what is known as sorcery, the art of controlling mana–sometimes referred to as the mana arts by those too haughty for a term such as sorcery.

For humans, their mana is rigid and often hard to control, often described as not as free as an elf’s mana. It is, however, far more potent and virulent, as human sorcerers are capable of higher volumes once they do find a pathway to awaken their abilities and control such sorcery. As such the mana produced by a human holds only one element of sorcery, contrasting with elven mana being a thread of multiple elemental energies. The first human sorcerers found this unfair, viewing the elves as arrogant in the favour given to them by the universe, but soon they found that elves lacked the same potency as they did and that they couldn’t even manifest their mana in the same way. After all, a human could create a fireball from the very essence of their mana and an elf could only control what was around them. 

At the rawest, simplest stage, this is what it means to control the mana arts.

But applications of such magicks does not start and end there, for there are those unknown to history that have tampered with things well beyond the mana produced by one’s soul. Such forbidden arts are mostly unknown, though unlike them the art of magecraft persists as something a little more conventional of an option. Within the Enclave of Sorcery, scholars of the mana arts explored the idea to transfer mana into items, researched ancient words of power left behind by the gods, and with the aid of master weaponsmiths crafted the first magical weapons known to man.

Such weapons have become a staple to factions like the Order of the Glade.

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Light: The soul of a harmonic individual. Magical awakenings are typically one of protection or compassion.
Dark: The soul of a chaotic individual. Magical awakenings are typically one of retribution or anger.
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C O N C E P T U A L I Z A T I O N:   m a k i n g   a   c h a r a c t e r

First of all, welcome to Wardens of the Glade: a Light Fantasy RP. 

In an attempt to return to my roots, overcome a fourteen month drought of writing anything new, and create something engaging I have pulled together an idea I’ve had an inkling of for some time now. A few years ago, Feyblue created the very first variation of their light fantasy story revolving around a group of knights. I really liked this idea and wanted to do something that was in the same kind of spirit, but wholly different. 

Thus we have this game.

In Wardens of the Glade you will play an individual in the world of Lacorron, a setting ruled by kings, warlords, and sorcerers.

It is in your character’s purview to travel to the Grand City of Atutania and rise above their station through an open invitation to participate in a trial to become an initiate warden. They could have awakened their magical abilities, or perhaps those are still latent, but they are sure of themselves. They can be from any nation currently listed in the section above and come from any role in their societies: peasant, merchant, noble; any of the three major categories does not matter. The wardens do not ignore people based on lack of status or station.

I expect an understanding of basic English grammar and the ability to conceptualize and work with me without banal argumentation. I am just looking to have a fun time. The posting schedule will be flexible but while I am recovering from a great writing burnout, I will try to keep us on task. Basically, be cooperative and understanding. Don’t waste other people’s time. We’ll be good.

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 R A E L
R A E L

“You going to cry about it?”
 C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T 
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 C H A R A C T E R  D A T A
C H A R A C T E R  D A T A
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True Self 
Hanako Moriyama

Persona 
Rael

Pathos
Draethir

Role
DPS

Weapon of Choice
Spear

Domains
Conjuration
Enhancement
Lightning
Wind

Playstyle & Attitude
High Risk, High Reward DPS
Loner
 H A N A K O   M O R I Y A M A:  C O R P O R A T E   H E I R
H A N A K O   M O R I Y A M A:  C O R P O R A T E   H E I R
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Rikako, empress of the Moriyama business empire, loved flowers and butterflies. So it came as no surprise that her two twin daughters were named as such: the elder, Hanako; and the younger, Chou. The two were borderline inseparable through their younger years, all the way up through private high school, which is when Hanako began to struggle.

While her sister blossomed, Hanako wilted. Chou never noticed her sister’s struggles and the elder twin couldn’t help but feel a resentment building in her stomach. She didn’t hate her sister, but it was hard for her to reconcile her teenage angst. Chou was good at pretty much everything, everyone liked being around her, and while the two were equally as academically accomplished it always seemed to be the younger twin who got all of the praise. Their parents were harsh with Hanako, but with Chou they were soft and accommodating. 

It didn’t seem fair.

Her high school life didn’t help ease the burden. She tried out for multiple clubs and never got anywhere with them. The stress of the expectations her parents put on her made her feel awkward and distant. Eventually, she just focused entirely on her studies. No love letters from a boy who sat behind her in class, no sports accolades, nothing interesting to make her stand out; in the end, she just existed in the school ecosystem. The only time people wanted to talk to her was to ask her about Chou. By her final year in high school she had completely isolated herself; when she was home she was either studying, drawing, playing video games, or reading manga. She felt alone and incompetent. A loser.

Her parents thought so, too. Acing the entrance exam to Tokyo U wasn’t impressive to them because that was what was expected of her, of anyone bearing the name of Moriyama. She still tried her best to earn the affection of both her parents, but she never got a single inch no matter how hard she tried. When they allowed her sister to abstain from going to university? That’s when her years of resentment turned into bitter hatred. 

If she hadn’t found Pariah Online she probably wouldn’t have lasted much longer. It saved her.

 R A E L:   I N F A M O U S   W A Y F A R E R
R A E L:   I N F A M O U S   W A Y F A R E R
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In Pariah Online, Hanako found a new life as “Rael”, the personification of everything the young girl from Tokyo wanted to be. 

The Demon Fox.

Coined through her actions in the early days of Pariah Online, Rael clawed out a reputation for being particularly unhinged. She was unrecognizable to her true self: confident, unscrupulous, violent, bold, and with a meanstreak that could spin the globe of Aetheria twiceover. 

Whilst this tumultuous reputation gave Rael a black mark of sorts, she still found a begrudging respect from her wayfaring peers. A skilled dungeoneer with a solid mastery over her magic, if Rael was joining up with your group, you had little to worry about outside of the fact that she wasn’t going to be sharing much of the items she had her eyes on. 

“Everyone has to make a living, right?” 

With connections to Malacius Secre, Rael has worked for a good length of time as a collector of magical antiquities. Where other wayfarers succumb to honest work like crafting goods and weapons, the Draethir-bound wayfarer has opted for more dubious means. Artifacts found in the dungeons are invaluable to the denizens of Aetheria and she is more than happy to deal them for a high price. If you have a quest that needs the item she’s scalping, she’ll happily sell it back to you for double the rate she was offered for it. If that doesn’t make you happy? Well, that’s not her problem, now is it?

When Mystic Prophecy put up a request for anyone in Thorinn to help them with a dungeon, the opportunity became fairly obvious to her. Having no interest to ‘join’ the famed group herself, her goal is to just take her cut and look good while doing it. She isn’t privy to making friends, but she knows soloing a dungeon is impossible for even the top players. 

She wasn’t expecting what was about to happen…

 S P E L L S   |   A B I L I T I E S
S P E L L S   |   A B I L I T I E S
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Recall ★
Using the Conjuration Magic she knows, Rael calls out to her weapon, returning it to her hands.

Spring Step ★
An Enhancement Magic ability that draws from ambient arcane energy to be drawn into the caster’s legs for quick cat-like reflexes in a pinch. Allows a user to do an uncanny dodge or advance that is increased by the amount of magical energy used.

 A T T R I B U T E S
A T T R I B U T E S
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Breaker of Storms
Rael often finds herself at the eye of the storm. Effective with the primordial element of lightning, Rael has unlocked advanced spells when utilizing it with her weapon of choice. This includes access to agility buffs, weapon-casted storm bolts, and a shockwave of sound reminiscent of thunder itself. She is also resistant to lightning spells as a result.

 F E A T S
F E A T S
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The Black Temple
TBD

 R E L A T I O N S
R E L A T I O N S
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Graves (Andrew Gray)
To Be Determined!

Papiyon (Chou Moriyama)
Rael’s relationship with her sister is… complicated. They’ve never cooperated in the game outright, but there are years of resentment that she’s never really sorted out. There will be moments where Rael will be strangely on Papiyon’s side as much as there would be moments of icy, almost cruel disdain. Should Papiyon recognize her sister then they could get the therapy they need, or the kind they don’t.

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“Let's go on an adventure, okay?”

Unbeknownst to us, there has been a world between worlds, a dimensional cyberspace that persists within electronically transmitted data. 

A Digital World.

A world that has become aware of our own. For how long? At what cost? And why? 

These are all questions that have yet to be answered and perhaps they never will as long as Axion Bridge Technologies keeps quiet about their role in such a reality. For the average person, nobody knows. But for the digital world? It has already begun affecting our world, and in turn our world has been affecting it. It has been eight years since strange phenomena started to occur. When you were six years old you were touched by the digital world. Although you barely remember it, you were one of the eight who experienced a visage, a fabrication of two creatures not of this world. You might have thought it was a dream and forgotten about it, but the digital world did not forget you. And soon it will reach out for you once again.

In fact, that day is today.

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The world of Atega is on the brink of descending into darkness.

Lord Acrral, otherwise known as The Black King, has declared war on the people of Atega. Wielding the essence of a demon, Acrral looks to conquer and ravage anyone and anything in his path. 

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INIATEHOOD TRIALS:

DAY 1 - First Trial: Duty. After a basic evaluation, candidates are placed into color wards to train underneath experienced wardens for seven days of non-stop torture training. In this trial the key is to succeed in whatever mundane or esoteric challenge your commander asks you to do by the end of the day. This is the most random of all trials and is a judgement of one's ability for following orders or recognizing achievable tasks.

DAY 2 - Second Trial: Wisdom. The wards are pitted against each other in a trial of wits. 

DAY 3 - Third Trial: Honor. xx

DAY 4 - Fourth Trial: Compassion. xx

DAY 5 - Fifth Trial: Discipline. xx

DAY 6 - Sixth Trial: Resolve. Initiates face their teacher to see how far they can be pushed and how strong their resolve truly is.

DAY 7 - Seventh Trial: Courage. A life or death challenge awaits initiates, as well as a path to becoming a warden.

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Location: The Grand City of AtutaniaPrologue: To Be A Knight!

The day continued forward.

More initiates had come to arrive, as others continued to show what they could do as wardens observed them with crossed arms and inquisitive looks. There were a handful of them, but only four of them with colored badges of red, blue, gold, and green for all to see. Or rather, if they were paying attention to such accessories. 

Most initiates were trying hard to show their skill to even get a chance at glory to even get a sense of it.

“Remember, the Hero of the Glades came from nothing.” A green-haired woman bearing a golden badge said as a peasant swung a sword at the dummy before them in probably the worst way the veteran warden had ever seen. “Check your footing. Tighten your grip.”

Her eyes moved toward the practice circle as another pair of initiates left, having had their turn. She didn’t find the state of affairs of this year's batch too endearing, but to her, Silina Korda, she was just happy to help in whatever way she could while she recovered from her injuries sustained not too long ago. One could not tell, but she was just an inch out of step. It wouldn’t be long before those in charge would pair up initiates and then would come the real trials. 

She frowned, as she moved away from the peasant she had coached, seeing who else could be encouraged.

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M A K E . Y O U R. D R E A M S . R E A L I T Y

The Nameless One has longed for Nidus for thousands of years. 

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The Nameless One has longed for Nidus for thousands of years. 

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T H E . M A N I F E S T A T I O N. C R I S I S

The Nameless One has longed for Nidus for thousands of years. 

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