25 years ago- Whitewall is destroyed, due to it being so small it fell to a single strike. Ivor lord of whitewall cut out his own eyes after running from his destroyed home.
23 years ago- The Sorenn twins are born as the refugees from many other kingdoms flee under Ivor's banner. It's after the birth of the twins that their mother dies in childbirth and their father quits the field fleeing further into darkness held lands never to return.
20 years ago- Ivor after five years begins to be able to sense Darthlukians, some veterans begin to emulate him but it appears 1 out of every 100 has this trait and nowhere near as powerful as Ivor's where it's rumored he can sense their leader, but this abilty comes at a price. Anyone who has it can also be sensed by the forces of darkness.
15 years ago- The refugees exit the blighted lands somewhere north east, there they meet some minotaurs both groups leave on friendly terms. After the minotaurs leave, Ivor swears to fight the darkness and lets anyone who does not wish to fight go. After this they dispatch people to recruit. These recruiters become known as white cloaks due to their whitecloaks with sunburst on it.
12 years ago- The newly named order of Ignis gains holdings within the Caadori empire, the group swears to aid the Caadori over any others.
10 years ago- The establisment of specalized groups are formed and offer to guide excursions into dark held lands with veterans leading the charge. Also during this time mages from a distant land come wishing to research, there some swear fealty to Ivor and establish the orders of sun and moon within the group. Recruitment is offered to any race and both mages groups swell.
9 years ago- The dungeon rot regiments are formed prisoners are offered chances at freedom for three years service. The 1st also known as The Hellhounds distinguish themselves as heros fighting off a group of darkness spawn on one such excursion fatality rates were 95% of 1500 men were lost to 300 Darthlukians.
1 year ago- Order numbers reach current numbers, stay that way after a year of quite within the lands of the dark.
DELETED324324
Banned
- Last Seen: 3 yrs ago
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 2374 (0.54 / day)
- VMs: 8
-
Username history
- DELETED324324 4 yrs ago
- ███████ 12 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
Rand looked at Wren, his eyes were full of concern but he nodded, leaving as Astrid approached to help the girl up. He wandered through the village looking at the destruction before picking up his broken glaive, the man he had knocked out earlier was just starting to move as he approached. He was greeted with a boot to the face knocking him back out and then slung over Rand's shoulder. Walking to the edge of the village he nodded to both tribesmen and Joachim, before letting out a loud whistle. Within minutes Stepper came over the hills and was in front of the knight, slinging the unconscious man over the front of the saddle Rand climbed up and on his horse and started heading back to the castle.
The Ride back was silent nobody said anything really, the raiding of the village was a massive blow and the opening hand in a game that was to played whether the queen liked it or not. As they road through the gates into the courtyard Rand was one of the last to dismount due to having to take the unconscious man from the saddle as well. Letting a slave take Stepper to the stables the knight made his way through the hall getting weird looks due to the man slung across his shoulder, but he ignored them as he made his way into the queens chambers they were already talking but it was about an attack.
Rand interrupted the conversation by throwing the man on the floor like a sack of potatoes, he gave the queen a deep bow and spoke. "I apologize for any interruptions but, i believe my two comrades are wrong M'lady." He said his voice firm and steady as he continued. "This man is more than willing to be a fitting pawn for your schemes. I say we hold out here and feed him our best food, buy him the best whores, and give him one of the nicest beds we have, then we simply give him a horse and let him go. When he makes it back to his lord and his peoples he will speak of our abundance of food and resources that we could last any siege. It might delay the lord or cancel any invasion he might have so we can effectively probe and scout his lands." Rand cleared his throat and continued. "Any counterattack even with his forces in disarray is just going to end with what ever rag tag groups winding up on our flanks, and from a tactical stand point our exit. I suppose a few harassing skirmishes should be in order though." Rand said and waited for the answer from both the queen and the group.
The Ride back was silent nobody said anything really, the raiding of the village was a massive blow and the opening hand in a game that was to played whether the queen liked it or not. As they road through the gates into the courtyard Rand was one of the last to dismount due to having to take the unconscious man from the saddle as well. Letting a slave take Stepper to the stables the knight made his way through the hall getting weird looks due to the man slung across his shoulder, but he ignored them as he made his way into the queens chambers they were already talking but it was about an attack.
Rand interrupted the conversation by throwing the man on the floor like a sack of potatoes, he gave the queen a deep bow and spoke. "I apologize for any interruptions but, i believe my two comrades are wrong M'lady." He said his voice firm and steady as he continued. "This man is more than willing to be a fitting pawn for your schemes. I say we hold out here and feed him our best food, buy him the best whores, and give him one of the nicest beds we have, then we simply give him a horse and let him go. When he makes it back to his lord and his peoples he will speak of our abundance of food and resources that we could last any siege. It might delay the lord or cancel any invasion he might have so we can effectively probe and scout his lands." Rand cleared his throat and continued. "Any counterattack even with his forces in disarray is just going to end with what ever rag tag groups winding up on our flanks, and from a tactical stand point our exit. I suppose a few harassing skirmishes should be in order though." Rand said and waited for the answer from both the queen and the group.
I will write up a CS shortly.
Lucina
As Kast flipped some switched and brought the freighter to life, Lucina busied herself with inputting the coordinates to Coruscant, She finished as the ship broke through the atmosphere. Looking out the view port she saw the destruction of the republic fleet, and she frowned. She would of been unable to help them of course even if she had been in orbit, but the thought of being trapped in a steel coffin and being pulled into vacuum of space did not ease her fears of the rust bucket that she rode in now, at least their ships had been better built.
It took a lot to tear herself away from the look of carnage outside and she feared sadness filled her voice as she spoke. "We are good to go, Mandalorian." She told Kast, giving him a polite nod as she seemingly busied herself with the navigation instruments, but she wasn't doing anything with them just trying to look away.
Vera
Vera was about to snap at the boy and send him off on some pointless errand about the ship when Lord Crusade entered. He spoke very briefly just telling her that they were ready to leave when she was. "Y-yes m'lord." She said falling into the pilots seat and tinkering with the controls, soon enough the frighter was up and out of the hangar entering the void of space. Looking back at lord Crusade she opened her mouth like she was going to ask him a question and then Kadan entered and spoke of the apprentice.
"I think he won't last long in the pack, he seems to eager to rise quickly. Which means his master is more than likely to kill him when he decides to strike." She said swiveling her chair around and looking at both Crusade and Kadan. "I appreciate you teaching him though, and i feel like i am going to need your help more often than not to teach him the ways of the blade, and other things." She said her voice trailing off as she kept looking to Lord Crusade, almost like she was looking to him for what to say, or if she said something wrong he'd hurt her. "But i think with a little bit of effort he could make a fine killer." With that said she swiveled back so she could focus on piloting.
As Kast flipped some switched and brought the freighter to life, Lucina busied herself with inputting the coordinates to Coruscant, She finished as the ship broke through the atmosphere. Looking out the view port she saw the destruction of the republic fleet, and she frowned. She would of been unable to help them of course even if she had been in orbit, but the thought of being trapped in a steel coffin and being pulled into vacuum of space did not ease her fears of the rust bucket that she rode in now, at least their ships had been better built.
It took a lot to tear herself away from the look of carnage outside and she feared sadness filled her voice as she spoke. "We are good to go, Mandalorian." She told Kast, giving him a polite nod as she seemingly busied herself with the navigation instruments, but she wasn't doing anything with them just trying to look away.
Vera
Vera was about to snap at the boy and send him off on some pointless errand about the ship when Lord Crusade entered. He spoke very briefly just telling her that they were ready to leave when she was. "Y-yes m'lord." She said falling into the pilots seat and tinkering with the controls, soon enough the frighter was up and out of the hangar entering the void of space. Looking back at lord Crusade she opened her mouth like she was going to ask him a question and then Kadan entered and spoke of the apprentice.
"I think he won't last long in the pack, he seems to eager to rise quickly. Which means his master is more than likely to kill him when he decides to strike." She said swiveling her chair around and looking at both Crusade and Kadan. "I appreciate you teaching him though, and i feel like i am going to need your help more often than not to teach him the ways of the blade, and other things." She said her voice trailing off as she kept looking to Lord Crusade, almost like she was looking to him for what to say, or if she said something wrong he'd hurt her. "But i think with a little bit of effort he could make a fine killer." With that said she swiveled back so she could focus on piloting.
I can't take the pressure anymore! -shoots himself-
you and 8 other gm's
I'm not denying a human faction, just saying whoever does so will become near pivotal to the rp. So i'd want it done well.
I kinda wanna limit the interaction of the old races and the new cycle. But if you have a good CS for them i will think about it.
Top secret, if you found out i'd have to flash you.
Name: Therra Garren
Species: Human (Mandalorian)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Height: 5'5
Weight: 105 Lbs out of armor
Apparel: Mandalorian armor, underneath a drab brown colored tunic and pants
Weaponry: Modified DC-15 that can act as a carbine or sniper rifle, a blaster pistol, a hold out blaster pistol in her boot, and a vibroknife
Equipment: Grappling hook in her left gauntlet.
Personality: Despite being a Mandalorian, Theera has a warm personality and is friendly to everyone she meets often greeting everyone with a smile, Therra is devoted to her work and her rifle calling it her "Husband" she will do anything to ensure the job get's done and during her job is the only time she shows no emotion and no mercy, deep down inside she's been hurt by past events and that friendly demeanor is her way of shielding herself from peoples probing.
Skills: Her chief skill is long distance combat she will sometimes stay in the same spot for days or weeks setting up the perfect shot, expert with pistols, close combat expert, medical expert.
Flaws: Her knowledge of technology is "If you hit it hard enough it will work.", she is no linguist knowing only mandalorian and common, and her knowledge of first aid doesn't extend beyond bandaging
Bio: Born the youngest of three on Mandalore, Theera was always the tom boy, and always eager to please. Her father taught her everything a young mandalorian would need to learn how to take a hit, and to learn how to fight. She was trained from the age of six until she was fifteen, it was then that a rival clan decided to attack the Garren clanstead. They shot her father and her two brothers dead, they trapped her and her mother inside their homestead and torched it. If it wasn't for the quick thinking of her mother getting her outside and sacrificing herself to save Therra, then she wouldn't be here.
Therra swore revenge, donning her armor and taking up her fathers rifle she went on the hunt. She found the rival clan and waited weeks, watching them and stalking them. Then the perfect chance came and she took it. She killed every single member of the rival clan before they could even pin down her location. Her revenge sated she found herself hollow and alone with nowhere to go. She became clanless and she wandered Mandalore. It was during this wandering phase where she met a team of bounty hunters who wished came to the planet to collect a bounty, she asked if she could help and they took her along with them.
On this merry crew she became their marksmen always backing them up even in the worse of situations, along with backing them up she got to know the crew and fell in love with the captain and team leader. Who sure enough returned her love, often times both of them would speak of when they made that big bounty they'd settle down and build a life for themselves. That big bounty came in the form of a empire sanctioned bounty on a criminal who ran his gang much like a corporation on Corellia.
The mission on Corellia, didn't go as planned. They botched the arrest and ended up pinned down by this mans associates. They gunned down the team, Therra only got away due to the captain telling her to play dead and she did. Luckily they didn't remove her helmet to check if she was dead they just assumed and left her alone. Finding the captain and the love of her life wounded he left her with the parting advice of "Smile more, looks fitting on you." Before succumbing to his wounds and once again Therra was alone in the universe.
For awhile she became depressed, and probably drank at every bar in all of the core worlds. But she also did her job but now as a solitary hunter. Eventually she sobered up and put on the fake smile facade. So the few times she was paired up with other hunters she didn't smell like a brewery, eventually the imperials approached her about joining up with a crew. In need for the credits she agreed and they put her on a ship to some star destroyer.
Species: Human (Mandalorian)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Height: 5'5
Weight: 105 Lbs out of armor
Apparel: Mandalorian armor, underneath a drab brown colored tunic and pants
Weaponry: Modified DC-15 that can act as a carbine or sniper rifle, a blaster pistol, a hold out blaster pistol in her boot, and a vibroknife
Equipment: Grappling hook in her left gauntlet.
Personality: Despite being a Mandalorian, Theera has a warm personality and is friendly to everyone she meets often greeting everyone with a smile, Therra is devoted to her work and her rifle calling it her "Husband" she will do anything to ensure the job get's done and during her job is the only time she shows no emotion and no mercy, deep down inside she's been hurt by past events and that friendly demeanor is her way of shielding herself from peoples probing.
Skills: Her chief skill is long distance combat she will sometimes stay in the same spot for days or weeks setting up the perfect shot, expert with pistols, close combat expert, medical expert.
Flaws: Her knowledge of technology is "If you hit it hard enough it will work.", she is no linguist knowing only mandalorian and common, and her knowledge of first aid doesn't extend beyond bandaging
Bio: Born the youngest of three on Mandalore, Theera was always the tom boy, and always eager to please. Her father taught her everything a young mandalorian would need to learn how to take a hit, and to learn how to fight. She was trained from the age of six until she was fifteen, it was then that a rival clan decided to attack the Garren clanstead. They shot her father and her two brothers dead, they trapped her and her mother inside their homestead and torched it. If it wasn't for the quick thinking of her mother getting her outside and sacrificing herself to save Therra, then she wouldn't be here.
Therra swore revenge, donning her armor and taking up her fathers rifle she went on the hunt. She found the rival clan and waited weeks, watching them and stalking them. Then the perfect chance came and she took it. She killed every single member of the rival clan before they could even pin down her location. Her revenge sated she found herself hollow and alone with nowhere to go. She became clanless and she wandered Mandalore. It was during this wandering phase where she met a team of bounty hunters who wished came to the planet to collect a bounty, she asked if she could help and they took her along with them.
On this merry crew she became their marksmen always backing them up even in the worse of situations, along with backing them up she got to know the crew and fell in love with the captain and team leader. Who sure enough returned her love, often times both of them would speak of when they made that big bounty they'd settle down and build a life for themselves. That big bounty came in the form of a empire sanctioned bounty on a criminal who ran his gang much like a corporation on Corellia.
The mission on Corellia, didn't go as planned. They botched the arrest and ended up pinned down by this mans associates. They gunned down the team, Therra only got away due to the captain telling her to play dead and she did. Luckily they didn't remove her helmet to check if she was dead they just assumed and left her alone. Finding the captain and the love of her life wounded he left her with the parting advice of "Smile more, looks fitting on you." Before succumbing to his wounds and once again Therra was alone in the universe.
For awhile she became depressed, and probably drank at every bar in all of the core worlds. But she also did her job but now as a solitary hunter. Eventually she sobered up and put on the fake smile facade. So the few times she was paired up with other hunters she didn't smell like a brewery, eventually the imperials approached her about joining up with a crew. In need for the credits she agreed and they put her on a ship to some star destroyer.
© 2007-2026