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Blood Runs Over Westeros: A Game of Thrones RP

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Blood Runs Over Westeros: A Game of Thrones RP

I ended my last post with the beginning of the stormland rebellion siege of Storm's End. Now I need someone to play from the perspective of the rebels while I play as the defenders. Any takers?

Somewhere Only we know

I've given it 4 days, I haven't received a response, I'm leaving the queue. Best of luck on the RP.

The Sha'ai Disciplines

Name: Rmgruba
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Universal Disciplines: Animal Influence, Nexus, Night Vision
Warrior Disciplines: Blissful Ignorance

Gear: A very large wooden club and an animal's hide fashioned into a coat are the only things he keeps on his person.

History: Rmgruba does not know where he comes from. Only that he was found one day on the doorstep of a poor family in youth, a family which couldn't feed his immense size and appetite. He learned to work hard and long early in life, making a pittance and receiving plenty of abuse from his liege as young as 8. He would never stay at home, where his legal guardians and their legitimate children were. Instead, he often played with his friend early in the morning late into the night. They would go into the forests and look at all the wildlife thriving in a land without civilization's influence. He felt most at home there.

Eventually, his guardians realized that whatever he made in labor didn't pay for the amount he ate. So they fouled his life record, writing in many talents and abilities he didn't have. This got him sent to the Tai-Par training grounds, at the age of 14. He lived as a sort of ward of the training grounds, occasionally watching the students train their fighting disciplines when he wasn't working on keeping the grounds. He didn't go unnoticed, however. The instructors had seen his immense bear's strength, and conscripted him into their ranks the moment he turned 16.

Other: He's mentally placid, awkward in speech, and while he brushes off verbal and physical abuse to himself, is fiercely defensive of the honours of his friends.

The Sha'ai Disciplines

@Grnmachine He's retarded, okay?

A Long Walk (Aisling and Bloonewb)

"Alright," began Sura, his face going from his usual smiling demeanor to a deathly serious one. "It's my mother. I received a letter from home, saying she's on her deathbed. Home, unfortunately, is too far away. I couldn't see her for the last time." He didn't feel better after revealing his innermost thoughts to his old friend.

The Holy Series

They almost won. The Lathawors, backed by the Urith, conquered the holy land and it's center, the Champion's Well, and nearly wiped out all other followings in the Fourth Holy Series. They rampaged across the world, converting and destroying, and soon the world would have been dominated by one faith and culture.

But there is hope. The Lathawors are nearly finished, their order crushed. The Urith Empire that worshipped so faithfully has been razed, and the Holy Land, under their iron fists, is now free. The pious believers of many religions now take up arms, ready to defend their way of life. When the fighting is over, when the blood has been spilled, the bodies lay burning in the dirt, who shall become the Heir to Urith, and drink from the Champion's Well?

So that's the gist of it. Make a nation and attempt to take the holy land for yourself. There are no stock cultures and religions to pick from, so you'll have to make your own. Be creative, and please go into detail about everything (Yes: on every third year, the monarch would organize a 32 man arena to fight to the death with only their fists to please Gurbus, god of wheat. No: sometimes the guys kill other guys some years.) The way the game should be played is a bloody free-for-all until only one is left standing, but you may form alliances with other players. But everyone knows anyone who isn't you is a heretical barbarian, so why show any respect to them?

Also, if anyone could recommend a nice world generator, that would be very nice.

The Sha'ai Disciplines

Name: Rmgruba
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Universal Disciplines: Animal Influence, Nexus, Night Vision
Warrior Disciplines: Blissful Ignorance

Gear: A very large wooden club and an animal's hide fashioned into a coat are the only things he keeps on his person.

History: Rmgruba does not know where he comes from. Only that he was found one day on the doorstep of a poor family in youth, a family which couldn't feed his immense size and appetite. He learned to work hard and long early in life, making a pittance and receiving plenty of abuse from his liege as young as 8. He would never stay at home, where his legal guardians and their legitimate children were. Instead, he often played with his friend early in the morning late into the night. They would go into the forests and look at all the wildlife thriving in a land without civilization's influence. He felt most at home there.

Eventually, his guardians realized that whatever he made in labor didn't pay for the amount he ate. So they fouled his life record, writing in many talents and abilities he didn't have. This got him sent to the Tai-Par training grounds, at the age of 14. He lived as a sort of ward of the training grounds, occasionally watching the students train their fighting disciplines when he wasn't working on keeping the grounds. He didn't go unnoticed, however. The instructors had seen his immense bear's strength, and conscripted him into their ranks the moment he turned 16.

Other: He's mentally placid, awkward in speech, and while he brushes off verbal and physical abuse to himself, is fiercely defensive of the honours of his friends.

Summer Camp for Supernatural Teens

Sure, the story isn't going anywhere.

A Long Walk (Aisling and Bloonewb)

"Does one have to have a reason to see his longtime friend?" Sura asked, wincing slightly at how close to the truth Sean had come. But it was futile to hide something from Sean, and Sura knew it.