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No colonial oppressors other than me? D:
Tbh, I was seriously considering forming a north sea empire of sorts with lands in ireland, scotland and norway. Would have been interesting, but the border gore seemed a bit much.

Edit: Also, fixed the points.

Edit 2: Can we get a fresh discord channel?
• Appearance:




• Title: The White Rider, The Conqueror

• True Name: The Pretender

• Age: As old as humanity

• Species: Fallen Angel/Horseman of the Apocalypse

• Weapons: Bow

• Species Traits: The Horseman speak with a thunderous voice that will make the weak-willed tremble. In addition, the horseman are able to bless those faithful and loyal. Currently, his blessings are rather weak and minor, imparting only a bit of luck and health upon the blessed or making their aim a bit better. However, as his number of believers and followers grow, his blessings and powers as a whole will rise as well.

• Special Abilities:

Pestilence: The White Rider is able to imbue its attacks with the disease, Consumption. It is particularly harmful to human and human like beings though less so for more distant species of beings.

Whispers: The Pretender is able to directly speak into the mind of a mortal and amplify their fears, anxiety, and doubts like a mental parasite, making the weak willed or the mentally unstable quite vulnerable to his suggestions while the resolute are likely be able to resist though find themselves questioning things a bit more often.

• Inventory: White Horse, Quiver of Arrows N/A

• Background: The Pretender, at one point in time, was worshiped among mankind. Yet, he was not a blindly generous god, angel or spirit who only bestowed blessings upon his followers. Mankind was and still is full of avarice, hate, gluttony, and many sins that could not be overlooked. The folly of mankind had to be punished so that they may learn and grow. Thus, in its divine wisdom, the Pretender made mankind know fear. He whispered terrible thoughts into the minds of Kings so that they would continue to hoard their material wealth within the safety of their castles while the people starved and were ravaged by plague. The Pretender was disgusted at how easily man fell for the most deepest, unreasonable fears that lurked in their heads. He never planted these thoughts into their heads... and for acting on them, the Pretender had to punish them so that they would see the error in their ways. The Kingdom would often tear itself apart to the brink, but in its ashes... a more balanced harmony would take hold. The Pretender was a strict and harsh mentor and guide of mankind, but never one to wantonly cause destruction, pain, and misery. He always had a purpose.

Yet, there were others, some call them gods, or heroes who worked to remove all "evil" in the world. To the Pretender, they were nothing more than diabolical snakes that promised mankind a false paradise as long as they worshiped the correct idols who would guide them to an eternal paradise on Altfare. Yet, the children of mankind fell for those honeyed lies. Thus, the Pretender was driven off to the abyss.

The Pretender now rides forward to reclaim his rightful place as a stern guiding figure for man... They had missed centuries of lessons during which they had forgotten the taste of their bitter medicine. Now, he planned to restart his lessons, not with mere war, but conquest.
Changed the CS with the approved changes.
Heyo, for the special abilities, I was thinking along the lines of being able to eventually make different illnesses depending on the race after getting stronger/later in the RP, but for the beginning I was thinking of an illness that can affect everyone, but affects humans/human like beings the most. The analogy that I have in mind is cowpox, a pretty bad disease for certain animals, but pretty mild for humans and other creatures like birds. But in this case, the illness would be more harmful for humans and be less harmful the less human-like the being is.

For the whispers ability, it's more of a mind virus kind of concept where the Pretender attempts to spread doubt, fear, and anxiety in the mind of a sentient being. Course, some people are more resistant/prone to this.

As for the blessing, I intended on making it very simple and weak early on. As you mentioned, its essentially a make them a little bit more lucky and a little bit healthier kind of deal. Later on, it could be more powerful like making them amazing at archery, but not in the beginning.

Personally, I was thinking about making the Pretender's power scale with the number of believers/followers he has.

Let me know if there's anything else that I can clarify/change!
Glad to see you still around! Hyped to see this back around.
• Appearance:




• Title: The White Rider, The Conqueror

• True Name: The Pretender

• Age: As old as humanity

• Species: Fallen Angel/Horseman of the Apocalypse

• Weapons: Bow

• Species Traits: The Horseman speak with a thunderous voice that will make the weak-willed tremble. In addition, the horseman are able to bless those faithful and loyal. Currently, his blessings are rather weak and minor, imparting only a bit of luck and health upon the blessed. However, as his number of believers and followers grow, his blessings and powers as a whole will rise as well.

• Special Abilities:

Pestilence: The White Rider is able to imbue its attacks with the disease, Consumption. It is particularly harmful to human and human like beings though less so for more distant species of beings.

Whispers: The Pretender is able to directly speak into the mind of a mortal and amplify their fears, anxiety, and doubts like a mental parasite, making the weak willed or the mentally unstable quite vulnerable to his suggestions while the resolute are likely be able to resist though find themselves questioning things a bit more often.

• Inventory: White Horse, Quiver of Arrows N/A

• Background: The Pretender, at one point in time, was worshiped among mankind. Yet, he was not a blindly generous god, angel or spirit who only bestowed blessings upon his followers. Mankind was and still is full of avarice, hate, gluttony, and many sins that could not be overlooked. The folly of mankind had to be punished so that they may learn and grow. Thus, in its divine wisdom, the Pretender made mankind know fear. He whispered terrible thoughts into the minds of Kings so that they would continue to hoard their material wealth within the safety of their castles while the people starved and were ravaged by plague. The Pretender was disgusted at how easily man fell for the most deepest, unreasonable fears that lurked in their heads. He never planted these thoughts into their heads... and for acting on them, the Pretender had to punish them so that they would see the error in their ways. The Kingdom would often tear itself apart to the brink, but in its ashes... a more balanced harmony would take hold. The Pretender was a strict and harsh mentor and guide of mankind, but never one to wantonly cause destruction, pain, and misery. He always had a purpose.

Yet, there were others, some call them gods, or heroes who worked to remove all "evil" in the world. To the Pretender, they were nothing more than diabolical snakes that promised mankind a false paradise as long as they worshiped the correct idols who would guide them to an eternal paradise on Altfare. Yet, the children of mankind fell for those honeyed lies. Thus, the Pretender was driven off to the abyss.

The Pretender now rides forward to reclaim his rightful place as a stern guiding figure for man... They had missed centuries of lessons during which they had forgotten the taste of their bitter medicine. Now, he planned to restart his lessons, not with mere war, but conquest.
• Appearance:




• Title: The White Rider, The Conqueror

• True Name: The Pretender

• Age: As old as humanity

• Species: Fallen Angel

• Weapons: Bow

• Species Traits: The Horseman speak with a thunderous voice that will make the weak-willed tremble. In addition, the horseman are able to bless those faithful and loyal.

• Special Abilities:

Pestilence: The White Rider is able to imbue its attacks with disease and illness.

Whispers: The Pretender is able to directly speak into the mind of a mortal and amplify their fears.

• Inventory: N/A

• Background: The Pretender, at one point in time, was worshiped among mankind. Yet, he was not a blindly generous god, angel or spirit who only bestowed blessings upon his followers. Mankind was and still is full of avarice, hate, gluttony, and many sins that could not be overlooked. The folly of mankind had to be punished so that they may learn and grow. Thus, in its divine wisdom, the Pretender made mankind know fear. He whispered terrible thoughts into the minds of Kings so that they would continue to hoard their material wealth within the safety of their castles while the people starved and were ravaged by plague. The Pretender was disgusted at how easily man fell for the most deepest, unreasonable fears that lurked in their heads. He never planted these thoughts into their heads... and for acting on them, the Pretender had to punish them so that they would see the error in their ways. The Kingdom would often tear itself apart to the brink, but in its ashes... a more balanced harmony would take hold. The Pretender was a strict and harsh mentor and guide of mankind, but never one to wantonly cause destruction, pain, and misery. He always had a purpose.

Yet, there were others, some call them gods, or heroes who worked to remove all "evil" in the world. To the Pretender, they were nothing more than diabolical snakes that promised mankind a false paradise as long as they worshiped the correct idols who would guide them to an eternal paradise on Altfare. Yet, the children of mankind fell for those honeyed lies. Thus, the Pretender was driven off to the abyss.

The Pretender now rides forward to reclaim his rightful place as a stern guiding figure for man... They had missed centuries of lessons during which they had forgotten the taste of their bitter medicine. Now, he planned to restart his lessons, not with mere war, but conquest.
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