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Moltos Tultos Weltos Thultos Friltos Saltos Sultos

Season of Air (Spring)
Season of Fire (Summer)
Season of Earth (Autumn)
Season of Water (Winter)
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K I N G D O M F A L L :
K I N G D O M F A L L :

L A S T S T A N D
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“ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴇ," ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴ Qᴜɪxᴏᴛᴇ, "ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜰʀɪᴀʀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ: ᴄʜɪᴠᴀʟʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɪɴ ɢʟᴏʀʏ."

"ʏᴇꜱ," ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴄʜᴏ, "ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰʀɪᴀʀꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴇʀʀᴀɴᴛ."

"ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴇ," ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴ Qᴜɪxᴏᴛᴇ, "ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ."

"ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇʀʀᴀɴᴛ," ꜱᴀɪᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴄʜᴏ.

"ᴍᴀɴʏ," ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴ Qᴜɪxᴏᴛᴇ, "ʙᴜᴛ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ."
—— ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴅᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴠᴀɴᴛᴇꜱ ꜱᴀᴀᴠᴇᴅʀᴀ,
ᴅᴏɴ Qᴜɪxᴏᴛᴇ
S E T T I N G O V E R V I E W
S E T T I N G O V E R V I E W
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Centered within the known world, the Aspadori plains have long been a notable, centuries-old battleground for rivaling kingdoms due to its strong lack of natural boundaries. The land has seen countless lords rule over it, and many more vying for the loyalty and faith of the local populace. Only upon the ascension of House Cierrspenne to the Aspadori throne would the makings of an independent Aspador truly be established, wherein the Aspadori were firmly established as a notable player within the region, rather than that of a sharpened tool to wield in battle against the various kingdoms, empires and realms.

Yet now, however, that same kingdom has come to meet its end today. In the wake of ancient political feuds turned bloody, the Aspadori eagle has found its sovereignty trampled upon once more as the armies of the world make their move. Peace is no longer an option for it is now a battle of survival as the country is torn asunder, and it plans to take everyone with it.

P L O T S Y N O P S I S
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You are, be you knight, soldier, or even a mercenary, enlisted to the Aspadori cause.

Standing with the king and his men, you have found yourself at Zoclain, the Aspadori capital, while it falls under siege from Ottrian and Strogari forces. Relief will not come; all other possible forces are tied up elsewhere within Aspador.

As the battle progresses, it proves to be an unwinnable fight. With the eagle's wings against keep walls, it forces a last stand. With sword, tooth and nail, you must ensure Aspador does not die today, even at the cost of your own life.

Alea iacta est, brave warriors.

O O C G U I D E L I N E S
O O C G U I D E L I N E S
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Yep, it's me. I'm finally back with another roleplay idea.

Kingdomfall has been a setting that I have had on the back burner for the last several years. It has existed in bits and scattered notes, but as of this thread the setting now has some semblance of a functional roleplay for me to GM and also for players to experience. That being said, pieces of it are still very much a work-in-progress, and will be touched up on as needed or as time allows me to. Therefore, if you happen to have any ideas, questions and/or comments, most things within Kingdomfall can be open to interpretation or expanded upon for future reference; just drop a message and I can get back to you.

Now, I'm certain that in this day and age I do not need to state the obvious. Follow guild rules, don't be an ass, etc.—everyone should know the typical rules and playbook of a roleplay by now. Just be fonz cool, and we'll have a great time.

For the old-fashioned who do need a rules list, however:

- Standard guild rules apply, just as they do anywhere else on RPG.
- You're the heroes of this story, but you're not overpowered gods.
- Substance is needed for posts. This is not a free-level roleplay.
- Persistent activity is required; try to post once a week or so.
- Applications are deadline-based, not first come, first serve.

If you've reached this far, then thanks for reading through all of this. If you're interested in joining, let me know below and together we can drum up some character ideas to work with.
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They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh! |
Welcome to Chicago, or rather what's left of it.

When a global pandemic swept the globe, the dead woke. It spread like wildfire, breaking through all containment methods. Mutated juggernauts ripped through defenses while feral infected lurked in the shadows. Cities fell within hours; armies were wiped out. Nothing could stop humanity's demise.

It has been a year since the end of the world, and you, unfortunately, are one of the lucky ones. You are one of those who survived the initial outbreak through by sheer luck and raw determination. For better and worse, you've managed to keep yourself alive against the endless infected hordes that are eager to maul and rip you apart limb from limb.

Nevertheless, your luck is soon running out. Supplies are running thin, and the undead have only grown in number—making it nigh impossible to leave the city by foot, car or boat. At the way things are going, you'll likely be dead by tomorrow.

And so, with weapon in hand, you march on into that good night.
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I'm back with another roleplay concept.

As you've probably expected, this is a zombie roleplay. However, instead of sticking to the slow-moving TWD style zombies, I'm spicing things up with faster + more special infected. Not that slow zombies don't exist here, but there are other types in the mix as well. I've been playing a bit of State of Decay 2, so you can see where the inspiration is coming from.

In regards to the setting itself, you will not be leaving Chicago. The windy city will be acting as our main set piece, wherein communities and relationships will be forged or destroyed as people join forces or die an untimely death. The metropolitan area is about 10,286 square miles and has a population of roughly 10 million people, so you'll have a big sandbox to play in.

Characters can and will likely die. It's a zombie RP; not puppies and kittens. That being said, I tend to reserve this fate to people who ghost or write their character doing something that should obviously be get themselves killed, so in other words, don't do something stupid.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'm going to try to take a more hands-on approach with this roleplay, so I'll be helping guide people along in the IC myself along with any potential co-GMs.
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Emma Myers | #6699CC
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."Albert Camus




Name:
Rauni Räikkönen

Age:
24 years old | January 1st | Capricorn

Gender:
Female

Sexual Orientation:
Straight

Ethnicity:
Caucasian

Years at Camp Jupiter // New Rome:
10 years of service; 2 years in New Rome

Place of Birth:
South Range, Michigan
↳ Finnish ancestry (Ivalo, Finland)
Key Relationships:
TBD


"Viekää minut sinne, missä hän on
Virta ole halki edessä airon
Viekää minut sinne missä hän on
Lautturi, kuule, mitä mä toivon
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Lautturi II - PMMP



Appearance
Height: 5'6''
Hair: A deep auburn brown, kept short out of preference
Eyes: Sage green
Body Type: Ectomorph
Clothing Style:
Body Markings:
↳ SPQR tattoo, with 10 service lines and a winged conch shell

Personality:
Rauni is often a quiet individual. She isn't often expressive, and prefers to keep to herself if the situation allows. Her loyalty and faith to others had brought out the worst in her, echoing the harsh northern wind that which she had been born from. It shattered her, and Rauni does not wish to see it happen once more.

Of course, this wasn't always the case. Rauni was once more open to others, especially those she called friend. She always had a smile, and was willing to lend a helping hand to anyone who might've needed it. It didn't matter who you were, be you among the 1st or even the 5th cohort. Labels didn't matter much to Rauni, who had once been bullied and looked down upon herself. If you had her back, then she had yours, and more some.

But now, Rauni has seen what loyalty gets her. All it has brought is hurt; a hurt Rauni fears to feel again.

History:
Rauni Räikkönen was born to a Finnish immigrant who had been working as a local meteorologist on a Finnish language station located in Michigan's Upper Pennisula. She had grown up under a single mother, for her father, his godly presence then unknown, had been a one-night stand after a chance meeting at the one and only tavern in South Range, Michigan. Aquilo had disappeared by the next day, and despite all her mother's attempts to find him, she never could.

Childhood had been rough for Rauni. South Range was a nowhere town, with a dwindling population of less than a thousand. She often had difficulties with her schoolwork much like many other demigods, and was frequently picked on as a result. There hadn't been many kids that wanted to call "slow-brained" Rauni a friend, and so she hadn't many friends during her time in South Range.

Then came the diagnosis.

Her mother often began to feel ill and weak, and therefore unable to commit to both work and being a mother. Her doctor had said it had been cancer; that she likely had a "maybe a month, if weeks to live". Distraught, her mother fought through the tears, and asked her sister and her husband to take Rauni in. She didn't want to leave her alone, in the care of some stranger. She wanted Rauni to be with her family, safe and sound and far away from South Range.

And so, Rauni's last memory of her mother before she left for California was watching her from the back seat window. She had been waving goodbye for the last time, although Rauni hadn't known it at the time.

California hadn't been kind to Rauni. Though she had treasured her aunt and uncle, Rauni felt sorely out of place in the golden state. The climate, the people, the culture—it had all been knew to her; the icing on the cake in addition to her prior godly troubles. Thankfully, her uncle, a son of Janus himself, began to notice the signs by then. The struggles in school. The icy air that followed Rauni. He could see the path Rauni was destined to take in her future, and so offered Rauni to the wolf.

Rauni's time with Lupa hadn't been long. It was here wherein she first found a sense a belonging, and also wherein she learned of her godly parentage—her father, the Roman god Aquilo. Though her training had been difficult and harsh, she ultimately persevered and found her way into the Twelfth Legion.

As a newfound member of the Legion, Rauni had found herself placed among the ranks of the third cohort, partially aided by her uncle's letter of recommendation. She served her new calling with distinguish, assisting the third to victory numerous times.

During her time in the legion, Rauni had found herself fancying a fellow legionnaire, Felix Murugan, a son of Mars. Together, they seemed almost inseparable, constantly having the other's back on and off the battlefield. As their years of service drew ever closer to an end, they had planned to settle down together in New Rome and perhaps open a quaint "bakery or something", as Felix often joked.

To Rauni, it seemed like the perfect end to a new beginning. Nevertheless, misfortune had followed Rauni, and brought a swift end to the dreams of a life she never got to know. The last memory she had of Felix was of an ill-fated quest, as she watched a cyclops chew away on flesh and bone—the very flesh and bone of Felix and her comrades.

Enraged, Rauni finished off the cyclops in fury. Though the Legion had given her a hero's promotion, sending upwards into the ranks of the Second for avenging the fallen, the damage had been done. Once her ten years of service had been completed, Rauni made the choice to leave the Legion and retire into New Rome—this time all by her lonesome rather than the life she once dreamed of.



"Entä jos elämän ikuinen virta
Katkeaa kuin lahonnut silta
Entä jos eksyn matkalla laivaan
Voinko mä rakentaa tuhkasta taivaan?
Ainoa varma on vain tämä hetki
Heikolla jäällä käy sieluni retki
Anteeksi Luoja, rauhaasi vai
"

Ikuinen Virta - Pehmoaino



Godly Parent:
Aquilo, the Roman god of the cold north wind, storms, and winter

Relationship to Godly Parent:
Rauni does not have a strong opinion of Aquilo, owing to her father's vicious and forceful temper and his fondness for the kin of other gods (namely Aphrodite) rather than his own.

Abilities Pertaining to Godly Parent:
• Cyrokinesis: Rauni has dominion over the cold, and can manipulate the freezing point to generate ice and snow. The cold never bothers her (anyway), so you better ensure you're well bundled up!
• Aerokinesis: Like a bird, Rauni can temporarily take flight in addition to being able to manipulate the wind itself. Take cover, or you'll be knocked down with torrential force.

Cohort:
Second Cohort (Former Third)

Position in the Legion:
Legionnaire

Fatal Flaw:
Loyalty

Weapons:
Rauni is primarily an archer, using a composite bow like the Romans of past; her godly connection to the wind and air greatly suiting this role. The arrow tips are often varied, although Imperial Gold tends to be prominent. She does, however, have a spatha as back-up in case things get messy—you can't exactly fight in melee with a bow.

Misc Information:
• Rauni knows English, Latin and of course Finnish. All three are practically a mother tongue to Rauni, although she hasn't found much use for Finnish in recent years.
• She has a fondness for Finnish makaronilaatikko, or otherwise macaroni casserole. Someone once called it "macarauni and cheese" and were never invited back to the weekly potluck.
• Her choice of coffee is firmly black (though sometimes mixed in with alcohol).
• A small garden of Lilly of the valley flowers is planted at her estate. They remind Rauni of her mother, who used to keep some.
• Though Rauni will listen to about anything, pop (indie pop, pop rock, etc.) trends at the top of her genre list.
• Rauni owns a Tamaskan, which she has affectionally named Lupa Jr. due to the breed's resemblance to wolves.
• Blue's Clues:
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