[OOC] As Darkness Fell - A dark fantasy story

[Nariata]

@dreamingflowers

Yes please! Not mandatory but helpful :)

[dreamingflowers]

Okay here is my CS ^.^
The writing sample is still being worked on, just need to know if she's a good fit for this story.

CS

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Gender: Female
Age: 18
Race: Human - Firen descent

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Appearance:

Nimue was blessed by the Gods with a natural beauty which peeks out from under her modest dress, like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. As a temple maiden she wears simple robes, devoid of any color or decoration. A leather belt cinches in her waist to give her some semblance of a figure. Practicality is valued above attractiveness. Her long soft brown hair is often braided, hood drawn up to hide her sweet face. She has a scattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, large grey-green eyes and full lips. A healthy blush can often be seen on her cheeks, as if someone had just pinched them.

Personality:

Pure, both in soul as well as in body. Kind and warm, her spirit well suited to her calling as a caregiver to the sick and wounded. A patient and understanding young woman, she is the one who will keep the peace when arguments get out of hand. She possesses the maturity of an elderly woman, which is strange considering she hasn't had much life experience, yet she speaks as if she's lived a lifetime.

She is a gentle yet forceful presence. While some mistake her for being docile this is far from true. Nimue doesn't back seat anything. She is very direct and forthcoming with her opinions and her ways, but she is not abrasive. She does it in a way that brings understanding, which leads people to her.

Her mother was a priestess before her and in a sense it is almost a generational obligation for her to follow in those footsteps. She feels duty bound by her occupation, but at the same time she is honored, to carry out the sacred task of preserving life. This task gives her a sense of duty, which motivates her. It is part of the reason why she joined the group of travelers on their ill-fated journey to the Gods canyon.

But there is another reason why she journeys, something she would scarcely admit to herself. A deep longing, a hidden wish to live the life of a regular woman. She dreams of the things she can never have, a life outside of the temple, to become a mother someday and pass on her magic to her children, without the need of strict governance by the sisterhood. It is a romantic notion, a flame of desire awakened by caring for many wounded young men.

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History:

Taken by the sisterhood at a young age Nimue has led a secluded and sheltered life. The temple walls, the surrounding meadows, hills and the nearby sea were part of her everyday scenery. The same routine occupied each of her days, to some unbearable, yet Nimue was content. She prayed faithfully to the Gods, cleaned the temple, practiced ritual and magic. Granted some days were dishearteningly uneventful but her diligence was often rewarded in the shape of a wounded foreigner telling tall tales which sparked her imagination and lifted her spirits.

Despite the remoteness of the temple, news of the outside world inevitably reached the sisterhood. Rumors of a dark power rising were sending whispers throughout the temple. According to a vision of the elderly priestess one of their sisters would soon set out on a pilgrimage to the canyon of the Gods. Valued for her youth, magical talent and strong will Nimue was chosen.

Skills:

* Magic - The source of her magic is the etheric plane, a place from which a life sustaining force breathes life into the world. It is a sacred energy, causing plants to grow, urging animals to reproduce and the sea to create waves. Nimue can connect to this plane through magical means and use life energy in various spells. Her most commonly used spells include the following,

-Healing hands-

A spell which gathers life energy from the etheric plane in its most raw and pure form. It encourages growth and restoration in whatever she touches. This spell requires concentration and stillness of the mind. It's not a spell she can cast on a whim in the middle of the battle field, the connection the etheric plane is vital in the success of this spell. She needs to be able to gather enough energy for whatever injury that needs healing.

-Soulmates-

This spell allows her to form a link between two living beings. They share each other's life energy. It would allow for two people without magical talent to heal each other by giving up a portion of individual energy. It is not limited to human beings. Nimue could for example draw the life energy from a tree to heal or energize an ally.

-Life is for the living-

A spell of warding, to banish dark forces, specifically the undead. Nimue usually casts this spell as a protective circle which anyone can step into. It becomes a dome of light whenever the undead are close. The undead aren't really alive so touching this restorative dome is fatal to them.

- Siphon life-

An offensive spell. Nimue can tap into the life energy of her enemies and use it against them. As this life energy is not directly from the etheric plane she can use it to create searing bolts of white light.
*Medical expertise - Even without her magic Nimue is an experienced healer. She can care for wounds, broken bones, burns, cuts as well as sickness and disease using common medicine.
* Experienced translator - The translation and copying of old magical and non magical texts was part of her daily routine at the temple. She knows a couple of older languages and even a few ones which have nearly been forgotten.

Equipment:

* Enchanted circlet - A conduit for her magical power. Made of gold and silver it twists elegantly around her head. It has a pearlescent stone in the centre which gleams with magical energy when she casts spells.
* Bag of healing salves and ointments - When too exhausted to use her magic she carries this around to be able to continue her work as a healer.
* Traveling supplies - A fresh set of clothes, a bed roll, waterskin, cooking pots. The basic things one would need.
* Hooded cloak - A gift from a well off merchant who owes his life to the sisterhood. He had it made for Nimue once he learned about her pilgrimage. Unlike her drab robes it is of fine quality and beautiful to look at, made of a rich deep red fabric with gold thread throughout. A precious gold pin is fastened at the front.

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Example post:

WIP

Other:

Nimue loves the sound of flutes or someone whistling but has never learned to do either herself.

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[Nariata]

@dreamingflowers

I feel so bad for your character going forward, may the hounds of hell be blinded by her beauty :P I'll ACCEPT, interesting character arc lies ahead for the pure of heart :P

[dreamingflowers]

@Nariata
Awesome thank you so much!
That was quick hahaha. I did fear she might be too goody two shoes for this world but I gave her enough depth.....I hope.

Yes this is going to be an interesting character development journey for sure :P
Really looking forward to it though.

[Nariata]

@dreamingflowers

Precisely why I accepted her. The world is not black and white per say, and having that pure white splash in with the gray could make the party as a whole different. I also like watching the light get corrupted through experience, so there's that ;)

[Nariata]

Alright people. When I get home from work I will be pushing hard to finish my IC post and get the ball rolling forward on this RP! If anyone has any questions in the mean time either ask here or PM me :)

[Holy Soldier]

@NariataI am interested in this idea. I'm going to read over it again. Chances are I will most likely be making an interesting new race.

[Nariata]

@Holy Soldier

Awesome! I am digging all the creativity in this bunch!

[Torack]

I wanna jump on this new race wagon. Except my idea is more of a sub-race typa thing. Is that cool?

[Nariata]

@Torack As a new character or as an update to your existing?

[Claw2k11]

@Nariata

Could I maybe make another race? It'll be the cliche orc, but I think we do need a warrior based culture, that may or may have not been created by demons, but the orcs rebelled from their masters and are now the demons worst nightmare since an average orc will probably be 7 to 8 feet tall and hate demons very much!

[Torack]

@Nariata
Nah, I was thinking more along the lines of that this race are gonna be enemies, closely associated with the dragon that blew outta the mountain you know.

[Claw2k11]

@Torack

Oooh! They sound interesting. Are they going to be a type of lizardmen?

[Holy Soldier]

@Nariata
If you still need a writing sample, let me know. I can easily link one to you. I see these guys as Winged Lannisters.

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Arials

live in the skies, nestled in the clouds, bothered by few. They keep to themselves for the matters of Earthborn do not concern them. They live to preserve their own race and to guard The Lady of the Skies, The Sky Queen Kolydi Karael. The queen is the mother of all the Arials and she is the living goddess. It is indefinite if she truly is the physical form of The Mother or if she is The Mother’s vessel. She will at times produce an egg asexually, giving birth to Arials destined to forever guard her, her White Knights. All female Arials carry an egg inside them when they reach maturity that will only grow once they have lain with a male. The female will then lay the egg and keep it forever close to her warm bosom until it hatches. The difference between standard Arials and the White Knights are their hair and wings. All White Knights have stark-white hair, skin, wings, and eyes. They bear no other color. As for their wings, the Arials’s most defined trait is their wings. Every Arial has wings and they vary in color. There is no standard color for an Arial. Their hair and their wings could meet every hue of a rainbow. It is the queen whose wings and hair radiate and encompass all the colors of the rainbow. Like the queen, all the Arials are a beautiful people and bear a gentle glow of mysticism. The Arials are said to be why lightning flashes in the clouds. They mine for a special resource called the Lightning Stone and use it to forge powerful weapons and armor. When two Arials are sparring, their lightning weapons are what crack and thoom for all the land to hear. A storm on a rain-less night or day is the sign of Arials in battle.

The Arials, although rarely ever seen by Earthborn, exist in their books as legendary beings. They are the angels that slay the demons and the undead. They are often depicted saving Earthborn from falling from cliffs, mountains, raging rivers, being stranded at sea or marooned on islands (the tales go on). What is true is that the Arials are not fond of things that go against the Laws of Life and Death. Once something dies, it should stay dead, and if it is resurrected, then it is a disease to the world. The White Knights actively hunt demons and undead often assisting other nations from Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and other species in eradicating them—but this does not make them necessarily allies. They just share a common nemesis.

As perfect as the Arials may seem, they are far from perfect. They are extremely arrogant and look down on the Earthborn as lower lifeforms. Most kings who have fought alongside the White Knights could hardly tolerate their presence because they always spoke to the Earthborn as though they were inept. As though, the sole reason the Arials were even there was because the Earthborn armies were too incompetent to handle their own problems. The Arials have earned the most hate during the War of the Mad King. They took no part! Selfishly, the White Knights were ordered by the queen to refrain from aiding the ground armies. It was about time the Earthborn handled their own problems rather than she risking her own children to always save them. They were ordered to wait until they had managed to cull the dark numbers and if it looked as though their units were near diminished, then they were to involve themselves. Unfortunately, the command never came for the dragon had been unexpected. The beast wiped out the armies before the Arials had a chance to intervene. Shame. Ever since, the Arials were despised for many Earthborn claimed that if the White Knights had been involved, then surely they would have won.

The wiser Earthborn kings and queens were patient with the Arials. They humbled themselves, sending messengers to their sky kingdom to ask for the Sky Queen’s trust. The Sky Queen relented, offering to have her White Knights assist the kingdoms understanding that the Earthborn were the first defense against the Dark Ones. If the Earthborn were wiped out, then her kingdom, Sepherine, would surely be next.

The standard Arials are capable of elemental magic. The color of their hair and wings hint what element they specialize in: Red (Fire), Green (Air), Brown (Earth), Yellow (Light), Blue (Water), and Purple (Lightning). Other colors such as Orange, Indigo, Pink, Violet, etc are a tossup. They were often the offspring of two parents with colors that mixed such as a Red Arial and a White Knight producing a Pink Arial. The child of a White Knight and a non-White Knight (NWK) do not produce a hybrid for the breed is diluted once a White Knight breeds with a NWK. Non-White Knights are often called "Nawks" by White Knights to mean exactly that. All Arials have innate abilities similar to avian species. They have hawk-like eyesight, they can dive like the peregrine falcon, and maneuver the skies, changing immediate direction with the agility of a sparrow. Like the owl, they can even hunt demons at night. The Earthborn, who abhor them, have nicknamed them "Pigeons."

The White Knights differ from the standard Arial. They are born directly from the queen and they often refer to each other as Brother or Sister. Because of their pure breed, they are the strongest of the Arials with the highest magical affinity. They harness the lightning forged in their weapons and are capable of harnessing multiple elements to aid them, the most common being air and light. They are the distinguished soldiers of the Sky Queen’s squadron, and if ever she is in danger she can send out a distress signal to summon them to her side.

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Male

6'1" | 172 lbs | Wingspan - 6 feet

Balthair is handsome as expected from an Arial. He has immaculate skin and platinum-blonde hair of the texture of feathers. There are even a few feathers mixed into his silken blades. His skin dimly glows, his irises though white are lightly outlined in black halos. His complexion is snowy with gentle sheens of silver. His armor is a mixture of Lightning Stone plates and Cloud Thread [See the “Equipment” section]. A smug smile is always slightly cocked on his face and an Earthborn could tower over him, and he will still appear to be looking down. The air of arrogance is thick with this one—again, as expected. Balthair wields two weapons: his primary is a claymore named Lightning Edge, and his second are twin short swords named Cloud and Squall (get it?).

Balthair is a stereotypical Arial. He is arrogant and 100% confident in his skill and abilities. He may talk-the-talk, but he can also walk-the-walk. His arrogance makes him fearless. He puts on a good front that makes him come off as nothing but a cocky son of a bitch, but he is a champion for a reason. He will often stretch a fight to assess a formidable opponent or yield when he knows he will be defeated. Of course, he would never admit to failure, loss, or defeat. A White Knight never fails for as long as he is alive! In truth, a White Knight only fulfills his or her purpose in death to die in service to the Sky Queen. Balthair, like all Arials, sees Earthborns as inferior. This doesn’t make him too popular with allies but perhaps overtime he will learn humility. For now, Balthair aids the Earthborn because they share a common enemy and that is all. He has a cynical outlook on life. He believes that once the threat is all dealt with that the Earthborn would just go back to killing each other and he would return to the skies to serve his queen. Huh! He might not ever see them again. What’s the point of making friends?

If by now you couldn’t figure out that Balthair is a natural bastard, then maybe you and him will make the best of comrades. He is very vocal about his opinions. He will speak up if he feels a plan is stupid, stinks, and just speak his thoughts aloud whether people want to hear them or not. If ever a comrade actually manages to receive a compliment from the Arial, they should take it as an achievement for Balthair rarely compliments Earthborns.

I wrote the history when I explained the Race, but I will express some character development desires in this section. Balthair is quite the dick, but overtime, as he travels and finds himself growing closer to his team, his arrogance and cynical outlook will lighten. I would also be interested in Balthair developing a relationship with a non-Arial character. It is something unheard of to the Arials, and it would be interesting to see.

• Lightning Stone Plate Armor The armor makes Balthair immune to lightning or alterations in the electromagnetic field. It is a necessary armor if any Arial is to safely use weapons forged from Lightning Stone. The armor is light and conducts electricity easily.
• Cloud Thread is a material found only in Sepherine. Threads are taken from the clouds and woven on a magic loom into clothing. Cloud Thread makes the wearer feel as light as a feather, allowing the wearer to fly and fight for lengthy periods.
• Lightning Edge is the name of Balthair's claymore. It is a claymore forged from lightning stone that is capable of throwing chains of lightning with its every swing. Upon contact with a metal weapon, the user will find themselves being electrocuted on contact. On a stormy night or day, Balthair can use Lightning Edge to cast the special ability Smite. A powerful spear of lightning will drop down from the clouds on the intended targets, juicing them with so much volts of electricity they explode.
• Cloud and Squall are the twin short swords magnetically attached to Balthair's greaves. Like, Lightning Edge, the short swords can send small whips of lightning at an enemy. Balthair can join the two blades with a chain of lightning and whirl them like linked sickles.
• Rain Water a skin of rain water that Balthair carries with him. Most will see him take a few sips of water, but he rarely eats or drinks. He hardly feels the urge.

• Jetstream an attack where Balthair flies by an enemy or enemies so fast that the winds from his passing will bowl them over.
• Light Scatter with a strong flap from his wings, Balthair will release a cloud of white feathers that will suddenly flash with a blinding light to disorient and distract an enemy or enemies.
• Thunder Clap When Blathair is equipped with Cloud and Squall, he can clang the weapons together to have them produce a thunderous thoom, sending destructive decibels in a cone at multiple enemies.

On a stormy day or night, Balthair will often fly into the clouds to recharge his lighting stone weapons and armor. He can only do so with natural lightning. If he goes too long without a storm, then his weapons and armor will become average stone.

[Torack]

@Torack

Oooh! They sound interesting. Are they going to be a type of lizardmen?

@Claw2k11

They gon be a lot cooler than that!

[Life in Stasis]

@Holy Soldier I think the writing sample is just to introduce your character, not to prove you're good at writing.

[Voodoo]

I'm very interested! And after I get through the entirety of the information, I'll get to work on a character!

EDIT: Alright, I've got my character in mind and will be putting it to keyboard after I get a question answered through PM.

[Nariata]

@Holy Soldier

While normally I am hesitant about excepting Angelic characters, but with a few adjustments it will work; besides, it gave me a wicked cool idea for something, in particular, check your messages.

[Torack]

Mûl Enuri

The Mûl Enuri

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Appearance & Background

The Mûl Enuri were a mercenary band of Mûl elves that initially helped the races of the world against The Mad King. They were the most ferocious of fighters utilizing their unique skills on the front lines or sabotaging the Mad King's efforts behind enemy lines, acting as assassins and counter-insurgents. Usually they consisted of a cell of five fighters: one mage, two archers, and three swords men. These cells were considered an entire force unto themselves due to how effective they were, and it was in large part, due to their efforts that The Mad King was pushed back to the mountain as the insurgents behind enemy lines were constantly sabotaging supply lines, assassinating key officers, intercepting messages, and so on.

However, when the dragon blew out of the mountain, the Mûl Enuri found themselves an opportunity for power and using ancient magic made a blood pact with the dragon and the Mad King both. This dark magic thus cursed the Mûl Enuri turning their skin oily black, their hair white, and they became the servants and guardians of the dragon. The curse also gave all the Mûl Enuri the ability to cast powerful dark and necromantic magic and enchanced their combat abilities by several fold.

Luckily for the races of the world, only a few cells of the Mûl Enuri surved the curse.

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Powers and Abilities

The Mûl Enuri are incredibly powerful foes, versed in dark magic, incredibly skilled in physical combat, and supremely fast. It is said the darkness in their souls are so potent that they are anathema to life, corrupting any and all purity around them; their aura of corruption potent enough to turn the soil they touch into blasted wastelands.

The Mages, along with being at the head of the Cultist Wizards, have within their arsenal incredibly powerful necromantic and dark magic, able to resurrect and assemble entire armies of the dead into their service and summon hordes of demons beyond the portal.

Then there are the Mûl Enuri warriors. Generals and Officers of the Mad King's armies, they carry swords of pure darkness within its own mist of corruption, when drawn transforms and changes the land around them into a horrific, grisly environment that resemble the demonic realm. They are arguably the finest warriors within the Mad King's armies and every foe they slay comes back instantaneously to fight against those they once called allies.

[Bishop]

@Torack Don't wanna intrude, but instead o just "stealing" the life force how about they corrupt and transform the environment to one that resembles the demon realm? I mean that is corruption. Things dying is just decay and death.

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Just an idea.