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Undertow only makes me think of Tool. Good album though.
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Yeah don’t ever recall BLM charging the US Capitol building, scaling the walls, attacking Capitol police and breaking windows to enter.
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RIP America 1776 - 2021. We had a good run.
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If I am made mod I will do what everyone truly desires and delete the status bar.
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ABOUT ME:
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  • EST USA timezone.
  • Been RPing since 2011.
  • Mainly into sci-fi RPs.
  • GM'd and been a player in too many roleplays to list.


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<Snipped quote by Obscene Symphony>

It'd be interesting if the anti-magic sentiment had a strong religious bent to it. That would cast magic users (and scholars of magic) as Galileos of their time- a battle of progressives against conservatives. It also might explain why Klaus lost tenure at Highmont. Hmm. I can work with this.

What about the politics of magic? Is the crown opposed to magic in any particular way?


The King isn't, but some of his relatives are. He tries to stay neutral on the issue.
@Obscene Symphony There's twelve, plus Mytchel. But he's serving the group. So twelve from all over Ecen.
A knock could be heard on the thick wooden door which lead to the king's chambers. The old mage from before was there, the one that chose those that witnessed the Sounding to be let inside the privileged gates of the castle. Footsteps came from inside the room, then the lock coming undone as the door creaked open, the King in the doorway, blinking his eyes like he had just woken up from a long nap, his clothing more comfort than regal.

"All of those that were affected by the Sounding are present and awaiting your presence in the dining hall as you instructed." The old man said, bowing his head towards the king.

"How many are there? Is it a large group?" He asked, generally curious.

"I believe there are twelve. Though I may not be entirely correct, and for that I apologize if I am."

"No need to, you did just as I asked. Have someone inform them that I shall be there shortly, I have to get ready."

"Sir, if I may say so, you don't look like you slept very well, I can see the bags underneath your eyes. Something is troubling you, your father would display the same signs."

"You are correct, I haven't slept much since the Sounding, that coupled with some events before that have no set me in the greatest frame of mind. But I shall be fine, no need to worry." King Ethan said with a smile.

"As you wish, I shall send word to our guests of your upcoming appearance."


Elden watched all of the people as they entered, occasionally smiling or nodding at those that glanced his way. He didn't say a word to any of them, just took the occasional sip of red wine. He scratched his chin, partly bored, partly nervous. The people in the room were making small talk, from what he could tell they were from all over, far North, the east, it didn't really matter to him, they all hailed from Ecen from his guessing. He mostly phased out everyone in the room, and just waited for the King, a messenger, the old mage or just anyone that would give them word on this assembly of people.

"I'll take some more in this glass, boy. The finest red you can find on this mess of a table." Elden muttered to Mytchel, as the servant did his job. He knew the boy decently well, he served the king personally, a huge figure, someone that Elden always thought could be a good soldier if he knew how to swing a sword, maybe after some weight was put on his bones. Though he never recalled having a conversation with Mytchel beyond the standard greetings or orders he gave the servant.

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"Maybe they've brought us all here to be executed. Hung by our necks and tossed over the side of the castle, right in view for any pirates to see." Riya said to Lilianna after the girl had entered the room and muttered a question about the group's purpose, before she had gotten interrupted by the sight of food. A smile on her face as she said the words.

"I wouldn't put it past those royals to something crazy like that." She added with another grin, taking a bite of food, listening to the conversations the group was having, Northerners speaking in their strange native tongue, Riya had forgotten people actually lived that far up, right by those blisteringly cold mountains.

"I'll also take some ale if you have any, friend. Goes great with chicken." She said to Mytchel, the other people having given their drink orders already.

@Kierkegaard It's fine if it's RPer characters.
I'll have my exit scene wrote and PM'd to the GMs soon. Been getting hammered over the head with work and just feel kind of out of it lately.
@Wubwub I don't really like the 'force choking' either. The way you worded it in the CS, it was:

Black magic: Able to contract muscles of other beings to control movement (no more than one or two limbs at a time).


And by limbs I assumed you meant arms or legs, which is fine, not throats of three people getting magically choked out. That's kind of over the top.

@Pirouette Accepted!

Everyone's posts have been great so far, once Pirouette has posted in the IC then I'll post.

I'm also surprised no one made two characters, everyone but me just went with one.
@Rex Piratum It's better now, accepted!
IC up! Just your characters arriving should be fine.
The moon sat high in the starry sky above the city of Highmont, the capitol jewel in Ecen, the streets still busy despite the darkness that filled the land, torches lit up the city throughout it as people lived their lives. The talk of the city was the meeting that was going to take place within the castle, Dragonstead, a place few that were not nobles or worked within it's massive walls had been inside before. But for tonight it had opened it's tall doors for those that had witnessed the Sounding, an event even King Ethan Tirius saw firsthand, the vision plaguing his dreams the night it occurred.

At the main entrance of the castle a small line had formed, an old bearded man right in front of the doors, armor clad guards at each side of them as well. The geezer was the court mage, an experienced man that the King had chosen due to his magic prowess, which included an ability to see other person's pasts. While there was opposition to magic throughout the Kingdom, the man was someone the king's father had trusted enough to keep in his circle, so in other words he was perfect as the gate guardian for those that came, he able to read through their memories to see if the people were truthful of witnessing the Sounding. Some had already been 'checked' and allowed in, these people directed towards the main dining hall where the meeting would take place once the King emerged into the room.


Elden Fryar


The man of the King's Guard stood in the back, away from the long table filled with foods and beverages of all kinds, he stared into the fire burning in the fireplace, a hand rubbing his chin as he tried to calm his nerves. He was in armor like always, but a less noticeable kind than he would usual wear, if he was going to be traveling with a group like the King vaguely mentioned to him, then he did not want to stand out, the last thing he needed was to wear his armor which displayed that he was a member of the King's Guard, and thus a connection to the king, then have trouble caused because of that.

He let out a sigh, then turned towards the table and moved to pour himself a glass of red wine, as he took a sip of it he noticed that another person had entered the room, he figured he was the only one in it, but this person had strolled in while he had his back turned, now she was seated eating a plate of food, she was a black haired woman clad in a long dark robe, the hood down, revealing her face.

"You're the first one here other than me." Elden said to her as she looked up him, the glass in his hand.


Riya Rochette


Riya had entered the room quietly, as she usually did, she was surprised to find only one other person in the dining room, a long haired, armor clad man staring into the fire. She thought she was late, but she must have been early, so Riya moved towards the table and took a seat. She thought about saying a word to the man, but he seemed to be deep in thought. She composed herself a plate of food, her eyes brightening up as she glanced over the selection on the table. All kinds of wines, alcohols, meats, wheats, vegetables and deserts. A practical feast, she hadn't eaten since the morning and was practically starving as she took a bite of bread. The man by the fire turning towards the table, and her, as he poured himself a glass of wine.

"It appears that way, doesn't it?" Riya said before she took another bite.

"Did you travel far to get here?" The man said back.

"Just from one of the villages to the north. I'm guessing you say the Sounding? I did, that's why I'm here."

"I did. But I was already in the capitol. The name's Elden, Elden Fryar."

"Riya. I'm a bard." She said, not fully lying.

"So we'll have song on our journey?"

"Journey?"

"I heard whispers of it, but I'm not entirely sure. We'll see if it is true." Elden said, then took a seat at the table, right near the end nearest the fireplace, the glass in his hand as he took a drink. Riya didn't reply, she just continued eating.
@Kierkegaard It looks good, accepted.

@Obscene Symphony Also accepted.

Please post them to the Characters tab.

I am working on the IC now, we will be accepting a few more characters for a time after it is up.
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