DAWNSTAR

Something quite different. (Worthy of tilted heads and begrudging interest,)

Oddly enough, I am interested in this.

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"Well, my good companions. I don't give a warg's arse about the king's laws. He is no king to me. These two deer," Tregon says this as he waves his left hand at the deer, "will help feed the families of those in this town who can't afford to buy food for the night. What they don't eat will be salted or dried out and sent along to another town who isn't as lucky." Tregon takes a chair from the bar as the bar keep passes a large lamb leg to the kunite. He looked around at those who were still in the bar and was amazed. It wasn't a mercenary company but it would do. "You would be surprised about what Guringar does for you humans. He doesn't need your money so that he can leave you to die, he needs it so that those who are in poverty can eat. Even the dwarven cities in the Spine have issues with poverty, though it is not quite like the poverty here." Tregon says as he waves for the owner to bring him an ale. Tregon handed the owner a silver and took a draught from the cool ale.

"Nobody here is likely to know how to beat a dragon. Heck, even I don't know how to kill one! That is why were are going to Vargiz. A man I met there claims to know how to kill a black dragon. Though, I am not sure he is trustworthy. He is best we have at this time. Just a warning though, we might not be able to get everybody into Vargiz." Tregon says to those still in the bar. He stops for a brief moment to take a sip of ale and pull his tobacco and pipe out. Tregon puts a small bundle of tobacco into the pipe and lights it. "Vargiz is currently under martial law after an outbreak of ashen. Seems that nobody is let in or out of Vargiz without express permission of General Teag or Nobleman Courbit. So, we are going to have to find a way into Vargiz quickly and quietly. Plus, we have to get to the passage to Kal'Draguraz in two weeks otherwise we will have to wait three months for another chance to get there." says the young half-dwarf. As he finishes his statement, he lets out a large ring of smoke followed by two smaller rings. The tobacco was mostly for calming his nerves than it was for the purpose of smoking. Tobacco had always calmed Tregon down though it wasn't all that good for him to smoke.

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Richard_III said
Isn't it a bit....op to turn into a god?

Well, I am limiting that sort of Omni-powerful god transformation. The character isn't going to get the powers of the god but instead transforms into what they believe is like the god they are transforming into. The powers the character gets will be limited to only basic boosts. Things such as boosts to speed and sneaking ability or strength and endurance would happen but Marco wouldn't get any powers from the god itself.

Plus, I am only going to allow occasional transformations. Due to the fact that Marco isn't a trained Primal magic user, he can't transform into his god of choice more than one or twice a week.

Tabula Rasa Mark I

Well, you can count me in. I'm likely to chose either Cradle East or Cradle West. Not sure which one I like better yet.

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I believe this to be a very fitting song for the moment.

Characters and Races of Arcazia(What Lie Below)

Characters continued:

Tregon Sarizgorn(DAWNSTAR)

Tregon 'Tre' Sarizgorn
Appearance:


Age:80
Race:Half-dwarf/Half-human
Gender:Male
Height and Weight:5' and 208 lbs.
Eye color:Emerald green
Scars:Three vertical scars on his back and a scar running from his left shoulder to the middle of his chest.

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Personality:Tre is serious about all aspects of his life. He has always stayed true to his word even if it meant that he would get injured. He's never been one to lie but he has always had a knack for it. Tre tries not to seem like he is doubting people's achievements but has often come off with a cynical attitude. His way of interacting with strangers is odd because he tries to get to know them but has an issue with them getting to know him. Tre tries his best to not create conflict and often ends up causing it either way.
Fears:

-Bears
-High places
-Becoming fat
-Laziness
-Magic

Likes:

-Good beer
-A warm hearth
-Gold
-Fighting
-Writing

History:The bastard son of a dwarf noble and human serving girl, Tre had a low chance of survival in dwarven society. Tre was born with no hope of finding a master to accept him as their apprentice. He was born with no political connections and very little money to his name. In dwarven society, Tre didn't exist. When Tre was a young boy, his father had come to his mother's house to pay her to keep quiet. Eventually, another dwarf noble found out about who Tre's father was and announced it to the council. Tre's father was stripped of his rank and, in response, killed Tre's mother. Tre survived through sheer luck when he was saved by Guringar Zagir.

Guringar raised Tre for much of his life until he left to learn more about his people. Tre spent twenty years wandering through the underground tunnels that connected many of the dwarven cities of Arcazia. Through that time, Tre learned about the story of Kal'Draguraz. He was amazed by how rich the history of Kal'Draguraz was even after its fall. The libraries of Vazigan told of trade manifests that were kept between other dwarven cities and Kal'Draguraz. What amazed Tre, was that his father had been a descendant of a noble from Kal'Draguraz. By turn, Tre learned that he was a noble from Kal'Draguraz like his adoptive father Guringar was. By learning this, Tre had stirred up a sort of primal need to find the homeland of his adoptive father.

Tre came back to Guringar's manor in the dwarven city of Yurig to ask him about Kal'Draguraz. Guringar gladly answered Tre's plea and was reminded of his own primal need to see Kal'Draguraz one last time before he died. Tre had just turned 80 when his adoptive father released the message of his plan to adventure and find Kal'Draguraz.

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Inventory:

-A filtered canteen
- Tinderbox
- Crest of House Sarizgorn
- A herbal pouch
- A bed roll
- A brown, tattered cape
- A tobacco pipe
- A tobacco pouch(6 ounces of tobacco)

Purse:20 silver
Weapons:Raz Gurint(Blood Sword), Curinth(Beast), and his shield Seal of Zagir
Armor:Tre's armor
Fighting style:Tre prefers to calculate before going into battle. Though Tre uses a sword and shield, he is capable of using his sword and dagger. He prefers to use his short stature to get in close to large opponents and deal damage before they notice he is there.

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And thus I bring you the half-dwarf Tregon.

Tregon 'Tre' Sarizgorn
Appearance:


Age:80
Race:Half-dwarf/Half-human
Gender:Male
Height and Weight:5' and 208 lbs.
Eye color:Emerald green
Scars:Three vertical scars on his back and a scar running from his left shoulder to the middle of his chest.

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Personality:Tre is serious about all aspects of his life. He has always stayed true to his word even if it meant that he would get injured. He's never been one to lie but he has always had a knack for it. Tre tries not to seem like he is doubting people's achievements but has often come off with a cynical attitude. His way of interacting with strangers is odd because he tries to get to know them but has an issue with them getting to know him. Tre tries his best to not create conflict and often ends up causing it either way.
Fears:

-Bears
-High places
-Becoming fat
-Laziness
-Magic

Likes:

-Good beer
-A warm hearth
-Gold
-Fighting
-Writing

History:The bastard son of a dwarf noble and human serving girl, Tre had a low chance of survival in dwarven society. Tre was born with no hope of finding a master to accept him as their apprentice. He was born with no political connections and very little money to his name. In dwarven society, Tre didn't exist. When Tre was a young boy, his father had come to his mother's house to pay her to keep quiet. Eventually, another dwarf noble found out about who Tre's father was and announced it to the council. Tre's father was stripped of his rank and, in response, killed Tre's mother. Tre survived through sheer luck when he was saved by Guringar Zagir.

Guringar raised Tre for much of his life until he left to learn more about his people. Tre spent twenty years wandering through the underground tunnels that connected many of the dwarven cities of Arcazia. Through that time, Tre learned about the story of Kal'Draguraz. He was amazed by how rich the history of Kal'Draguraz was even after its fall. The libraries of Vazigan told of trade manifests that were kept between other dwarven cities and Kal'Draguraz. What amazed Tre, was that his father had been a descendant of a noble from Kal'Draguraz. By turn, Tre learned that he was a noble from Kal'Draguraz like his adoptive father Guringar was. By learning this, Tre had stirred up a sort of primal need to find the homeland of his adoptive father.

Tre came back to Guringar's manor in the dwarven city of Yurig to ask him about Kal'Draguraz. Guringar gladly answered Tre's plea and was reminded of his own primal need to see Kal'Draguraz one last time before he died. Tre had just turned 80 when his adoptive father released the message of his plan to adventure and find Kal'Draguraz.

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Inventory:

-A filtered canteen
- Tinderbox
- Crest of House Sarizgorn
- A herbal pouch
- A bed roll
- A brown, tattered cape
- A tobacco pipe
- A tobacco pouch(6 ounces of tobacco)

Purse:20 silver
Weapons:Raz Gurint(Blood Sword), Curinth(Beast), and his shield Seal of Zagir
Armor:Tre's armor
Fighting style:Tre prefers to calculate before going into battle. Though Tre uses a sword and shield, he is capable of using his sword and dagger. He prefers to use his short stature to get in close to large opponents and deal damage before they notice he is there.

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Guringar had watched in silence as the adventurers signed the contract. Though people had questioned as to his truth, Guringar was sure that they were likely to sign anyway. As the last person signed, a look of relief filled his face. "Now that you all have signed the contract let me continue with the detail. Belthar isn't like his black brethren who have the ability to raise the dead. Belthar relies solely on one ability, his ability to corrupt. Belthar looks for the darkness in everybody's hearts and then uses that against them." Guringar said as he looked at the men and women surronding the table. "That is how Belthar took down the most powerful city in dwarven history. He looked for the darkness in the hearts of the leaders of Kal'Draguraz. The nobles were corrupted by Belthar and slaughtered the citizens. Yet, my father stood against the other nobles and led the people out of the city. He died in Kal'Draguraz when he came back to rescue me and my mother." said the solem faced dwarf. His house was the last remaning of Kal'Draguraz and it had been left to him to restore the city to its former glory.

"On the topic of money," the dwarf says as takes the money off the table,"you all will have to use one gold and eighty silver wisely." He slid a small purse of money in place of the other purses. "Use it very wisely. Despite being a small town, Toruka is often beset by travelers to the Spine who are in need of provisions. They won't come cheap and neither will any horses and equipment you need." Guringar said as he looked at the group. His only worry was that the group would argue over who to spend the money rather than focusing on the important matter of getting to Kal'Draguraz. "Some of you may be wondering how to get to Kal'Draguraz. It isn't a simple process but I can't actually be with you. I am too old to travel in the mountains any more. Instead, my adoptive son will take you to Kal'Draguraz. You will arrive at the city of Vargiz with him in a week to start on the path there. You will travel through the closed tunnels that had once connected Kal'Draguraz. Once there, he will open the secret pathway that connects to Kal'Draguraz. Ah, there he is now!" says the old dwarf as he hears the knocking from the door of the tavern.

The owner moves to open the door after Guringar waved the okay. In walks a young male who seemed to have an air of confidence around him. Though he was short by human stature, the male was tall by dwarvish standards. His armor showed signs of caked dirt and blood. "I am back from the hunt father. We killed three deer. Two will stay here and I will bring the last one with me. I am guessing that these people are the adventurers who have answered your call?" said the young male. "Ah yes, that is good Tregorn. Everybody, this is my adopted son Tregon Sarizgorn. He will be the one to lead the expedition to Kal'Draguraz. Anyway, this meeting is over. You will leave before mid-day tomorrow. Your rooms upstairs are paid for in full. Get to know each other if you want to" says Guringar as he points to Tregon.

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Rargh! Finally made it home from school and now it is time to get back to writing. Expect a IC post to happen in the near future(2-3 hours if not less).

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DragonBeastMode said
Didn't even think of that xD, lol well you guys get the idea right? Can't wait to see MarcoPolo's banner^^.Dawn I don't think you've put MarcoPolo on cs page yet.

Oh, I never noticed that. Too many other sheets that I had to add at the same time. Let me revise what I said earlier. Make that the eleventh signature spot. That shall be the signature spot for my character.