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Re-released our creature capture thread: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
9 yrs ago
Mostly Janna is best summoner name. Sadly, Project, that is mine.
9 yrs ago
FF12 Zodiac Age players - if you want to have the optimal party, PM me. Working on a spreadsheet to determine best party makeups and I will share it once done.
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Too many things I want to write right now, which is resulting in 0 writing getting done. Yaaaaaay.
9 yrs ago
Pondering re-releasing my western fantasy thread. >.>
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+ Tasri @FernStone +
All the while Kasumi and Zaria had practiced their Blood magic they had been watched. It had taken Tasri's entire will to restrain herself from swooping down next to them to shield the Mythin. The heartbreaking choices visibly pained the rare Natrelmon, sensing the exact moment the Mythin's life force vanished from the world. However, it was not yet the end of this Mythin's journey. The moment Kasumi left, the purple-white fenghuang revealed itself, landing in the clearing near the body of the Mythin, filling the area with a soft, soothing light. The same beauty extended to the mental tone projected directly into Zaria's mind.
"You have assisted in committing an act of the utmost atrocity," the bird lamented, silver bits of light seeming to fall from its body, "The innocent are not to be used like you have." The glow intensified, as a singular drop fell from it's eyes, landing on the Mythin's corpse. A small white fire began to burn across its body before the Mythin rose once again from the ground, clearly terrified. It quickly flew away from the site, keeping Tasri between itself and Zaria.
"You have time to repent for what you have done," Tasri projected again, clearly holding back a powerful force, "You are not yet lost to this world. I can help you find your way back. The choices you are making are leading you down a path that could bring you and all you love to ruin, as you are not the first to make these choices."
Tasri's light seemed to beckon Zaria into it, to approach the bird of legends, towards a condensed sphere of light that floated a few feet in front of it, "Place your hand in the light and begin the steps of repentance. You must be willing to do this or it shall not work. Deception does not work on my kind, so tread carefully."
Despite the power Tasri had, it was clear that there was no intention to cause harm to Zaria, provided Zaria didn't try to harm Tasri. Tasri's pleas were out of genuine desire to help Zaria find a way back onto the path that she had just further strayed from with her actions against the Mythin. Most of her kind followed a certain set of rules governing their interactions with mortals. Restricting free will was frowned upon, although most acknowledge it became necessary at times to force people into certain choices, lest they destroy Atren itself. Sadly, since last they walked the earth in mortal body, humans had become increasingly more volatile.
All the while Kasumi and Zaria had practiced their Blood magic they had been watched. It had taken Tasri's entire will to restrain herself from swooping down next to them to shield the Mythin. The heartbreaking choices visibly pained the rare Natrelmon, sensing the exact moment the Mythin's life force vanished from the world. However, it was not yet the end of this Mythin's journey. The moment Kasumi left, the purple-white fenghuang revealed itself, landing in the clearing near the body of the Mythin, filling the area with a soft, soothing light. The same beauty extended to the mental tone projected directly into Zaria's mind.
"You have assisted in committing an act of the utmost atrocity," the bird lamented, silver bits of light seeming to fall from its body, "The innocent are not to be used like you have." The glow intensified, as a singular drop fell from it's eyes, landing on the Mythin's corpse. A small white fire began to burn across its body before the Mythin rose once again from the ground, clearly terrified. It quickly flew away from the site, keeping Tasri between itself and Zaria.
"You have time to repent for what you have done," Tasri projected again, clearly holding back a powerful force, "You are not yet lost to this world. I can help you find your way back. The choices you are making are leading you down a path that could bring you and all you love to ruin, as you are not the first to make these choices."
Tasri's light seemed to beckon Zaria into it, to approach the bird of legends, towards a condensed sphere of light that floated a few feet in front of it, "Place your hand in the light and begin the steps of repentance. You must be willing to do this or it shall not work. Deception does not work on my kind, so tread carefully."
Despite the power Tasri had, it was clear that there was no intention to cause harm to Zaria, provided Zaria didn't try to harm Tasri. Tasri's pleas were out of genuine desire to help Zaria find a way back onto the path that she had just further strayed from with her actions against the Mythin. Most of her kind followed a certain set of rules governing their interactions with mortals. Restricting free will was frowned upon, although most acknowledge it became necessary at times to force people into certain choices, lest they destroy Atren itself. Sadly, since last they walked the earth in mortal body, humans had become increasingly more volatile.
Kage -
Your starting rolls have granted you the innate ability of Invisibility.
Additionally, you've gained a few secrets from the library:
- Two diary entries of Xu-Shin detailing secret taboo rituals
- Nyxomancy
You are Rank IV Scholar at this point with 2500 Scholar XP.
For your wild rolls:
- Tibearius - 13 - Female - Uncommon/Semi-rare
- Omu - 11 - Male - Uncommon/Semi-rare
To capture, you'll need to deduct 1000 N. After this week you'll have to purchase relics from a store.
Your starting rolls have granted you the innate ability of Invisibility.
Additionally, you've gained a few secrets from the library:
- Two diary entries of Xu-Shin detailing secret taboo rituals
- Nyxomancy
You are Rank IV Scholar at this point with 2500 Scholar XP.
For your wild rolls:
- Tibearius - 13 - Female - Uncommon/Semi-rare
- Omu - 11 - Male - Uncommon/Semi-rare
To capture, you'll need to deduct 1000 N. After this week you'll have to purchase relics from a store.
Accepted and such.
Xzayler said
Type of Rolls Requested: 2 library rolls, 1 wild rollProfessions Applicable to Rolls: Scholar II, Tracker IIDeclarations: GenZones: Toran forest.Highest Level Natrelmon: Omutiel level 19
Xzayler -
I believe you are missing about 1000 XP from scholar from a previous week, so let us just go with after this set of rolls you are Rank IV Scholar.
From the library you got two entries from Xu-Shin's Diary which detail hidden taboo ritual magics (these are sort of dark). You can either trade them in for new rolls, or I can PM them to you.
You did not encounter your Gen, but you did encounter a rare (your other wild roll yielded nothing):
- Yata, +1 from your highest level mon, Female
It took one relic to capture it, so remove a relic from your inventory. If you forgot to purchase this time just deduce 500 N from your total.
Xzayler said
Innue I requested my wild and library rolls before, on the previous page"So if I understood right. One subplot per person for rewards? "But the reward is only for you" so if I wanna rp with people I cant get rewards? Edit: oh and if I get a Gen from my wild roll I'd like 2 more library rolls as the spooky reward. If I dont get a Gen then id like 1 wild and 1 library as the reward please.Can I even do that?
Yes, you can do that.
And these subplots are for people that rolled them in the library before the events of 2spooky that we haven't been able to get to.
I'll do you rolls in a sec here.
zaga2575 said
Hey innue don't forget Seiryu for me
Seiryu is Alex's governance, but I'll make sure he doesn't forget!
I control Suzaku for plot things.
+ Old Woman - @Partisan+
An old woman stepped out of the door, walking stick and small pack in hand.
"Mom, you can't go," another woman yelled, following behind her, tugging on her robes, "You are too old to be doing things like this."
"You may not believe in some of the powers of this world," she snapped back, knocking her middle aged daughter's hand off of her clothes, "But I do. I am going to the Peak of the Gods to commune with the Four. If last night wasn't perfectly clear, our world needs their influence yet again. I may be an old woman, but maybe my plea will be heard by them and they will save us from whatever is coming."
The daughter sighed, turning back in and closing the door with anger. Two small children, one boy, one girl, looked out the window at the old woman with sadness. The girl mouthed the words 'Grandma don't go', but was completely muffled by the glass, leaving only the movement and her tears to express her feelings. The old woman smiled back, making a heart symbol to her as she began to head towards the eastern edge of Toran, towards the mountains between the desert and them. She was not alone in this journey and conversations like this could be found scattered about Toran itself.
The Peak of the Gods was a fabled place, said to draw the Four down to those with the purest of wishes. But, none of the Four had been seen in centuries. Some had said they had left this world to fend for itself, others rumored that they had been captured by trainers wishing to unleash their power to control all of Atren. However, the events of Toran were precisely the kind of thing that drew the devout to the peak in order to pray, whether or not it had any actual affect. It was an old story, so many of those travelling there were well into their later years of life. In the past, travelling to the peak at that age would be a death sentence, but advances with Natrelmon, magic, and science had made it much safer.
"Please let me make it," the old woman whispered her eyes closed as she prayed, "For my grandchildren."
Despite Atami's attempt to fight some privacy to punch things in the forest East of Toran, the constant passing of people leaving the city heading to the peak would be rather disruptive. While most would pass through his area with little more than a nod to him, Atami was not destined to be 'ignored' for long. 'Grandma', clearly at the top end of the large population of elderly heading to the mountains, was getting tired. When she rounded a tree in Atami's area, she began to fall into him, having been surprised as she turned the corner to find the young man there.
An old woman stepped out of the door, walking stick and small pack in hand.
"Mom, you can't go," another woman yelled, following behind her, tugging on her robes, "You are too old to be doing things like this."
"You may not believe in some of the powers of this world," she snapped back, knocking her middle aged daughter's hand off of her clothes, "But I do. I am going to the Peak of the Gods to commune with the Four. If last night wasn't perfectly clear, our world needs their influence yet again. I may be an old woman, but maybe my plea will be heard by them and they will save us from whatever is coming."
The daughter sighed, turning back in and closing the door with anger. Two small children, one boy, one girl, looked out the window at the old woman with sadness. The girl mouthed the words 'Grandma don't go', but was completely muffled by the glass, leaving only the movement and her tears to express her feelings. The old woman smiled back, making a heart symbol to her as she began to head towards the eastern edge of Toran, towards the mountains between the desert and them. She was not alone in this journey and conversations like this could be found scattered about Toran itself.
The Peak of the Gods was a fabled place, said to draw the Four down to those with the purest of wishes. But, none of the Four had been seen in centuries. Some had said they had left this world to fend for itself, others rumored that they had been captured by trainers wishing to unleash their power to control all of Atren. However, the events of Toran were precisely the kind of thing that drew the devout to the peak in order to pray, whether or not it had any actual affect. It was an old story, so many of those travelling there were well into their later years of life. In the past, travelling to the peak at that age would be a death sentence, but advances with Natrelmon, magic, and science had made it much safer.
"Please let me make it," the old woman whispered her eyes closed as she prayed, "For my grandchildren."
Despite Atami's attempt to fight some privacy to punch things in the forest East of Toran, the constant passing of people leaving the city heading to the peak would be rather disruptive. While most would pass through his area with little more than a nod to him, Atami was not destined to be 'ignored' for long. 'Grandma', clearly at the top end of the large population of elderly heading to the mountains, was getting tired. When she rounded a tree in Atami's area, she began to fall into him, having been surprised as she turned the corner to find the young man there.
Threw up a post about the morning after the attacking horde. Everyone should be able to move off from that. I'll post some individual subplot events starting now (you are welcome to bring friends on these, but the reward is only for you).
So far I have (Tuuj will be handling some other ones):
- Tasri encounter, FernStone
- Sky City, Partisan
- Vaess encounter, Shurikai
- Indolu subplot, Tuuj
If you have any subplot event, please let me know so Tuuj and I can divide them up efficiently.
Also, please let me know if you haven't had some rolls for the week, I know some people are behind on those still. :P
So far I have (Tuuj will be handling some other ones):
- Tasri encounter, FernStone
- Sky City, Partisan
- Vaess encounter, Shurikai
- Indolu subplot, Tuuj
If you have any subplot event, please let me know so Tuuj and I can divide them up efficiently.
Also, please let me know if you haven't had some rolls for the week, I know some people are behind on those still. :P
+ Toran (Resolution & Shio) +
The people of Toran were clearly shaken by the events of the previous night. Many were forced to deal with painful memories they had wished to keep buried, the loved ones they had laid to rest strewn about the streets as the powers that controlled them vanished, leaving their purposeless form out in the cold. However, they would not be reburied alone. In cruel twists of fate, the very ones that had been lain to rest now put those who had honored them so vigilantly to rest with them.
But it was a night that could have been worse. Despite whatever intention the trainers that unlocked the power of Dark Aesni had, they had ended the ravaging of Toran quickly, likely saving many lives. Although, such information was not widely known. Most of the people, especially the more religious ones, attributed it to the divine intervention of Suzaku, swearing that the wall of light could have been from none other than him.
Shio was unsure of what to think. Despite her training, there was something about the events that made it difficult to suppress them. She had said nothing the night before, quickly vanishing from the other trainers in order to process what had happened. She had rarely felt as ineffectual as she had that night, despite her being considered one of the best exorcists currently living. Shio suspect that Cat, Violet, and Anastasia felt somewhat the same, as the four of them had been overwhelmed despite their positions in society. Anastasia was one of the Arena Masters, supposedly one of the strongest Trainers in all of Atren. Cat and Violet were incredibly famous as a crime fighting duo in Lifan, but all four of them had essentially failed. If the woman who the entity had called Rinkoo hadn't shown up, Shio would have been one of the ones in the ground.
Shio spent most of the morning assisting the people of Toran. She healed small wounds that had been caused to the people during the horde's attack, as well as preformed prayer services on the graves of those returned to the ground, as well as those newly buried. It was the only time she had felt effective in the last twenty four hours.
The town itself was abuzz with rumors of what had happened. Some theorized it as a war between the Four, or worse, a war between the Void itself and the mortal world. Few businesses had chosen to reopen that next morning, most staying closed, or opening solely to provide some kind of assistance to the recovery effort. A few restaurants were serving as makeshift check in points for families to ensure they reconnected, as many people had been separated or gone missing in the night. A few search parties had been formed to scour the city for the missing people. Most were children that had taken refuge in a cupboard or closet and were quickly found asleep, exhausted from the night.
Shio was considering returning home for a bit to discuss the events with her father, as such a tale was best left in person.
The people of Toran were clearly shaken by the events of the previous night. Many were forced to deal with painful memories they had wished to keep buried, the loved ones they had laid to rest strewn about the streets as the powers that controlled them vanished, leaving their purposeless form out in the cold. However, they would not be reburied alone. In cruel twists of fate, the very ones that had been lain to rest now put those who had honored them so vigilantly to rest with them.
But it was a night that could have been worse. Despite whatever intention the trainers that unlocked the power of Dark Aesni had, they had ended the ravaging of Toran quickly, likely saving many lives. Although, such information was not widely known. Most of the people, especially the more religious ones, attributed it to the divine intervention of Suzaku, swearing that the wall of light could have been from none other than him.
Shio was unsure of what to think. Despite her training, there was something about the events that made it difficult to suppress them. She had said nothing the night before, quickly vanishing from the other trainers in order to process what had happened. She had rarely felt as ineffectual as she had that night, despite her being considered one of the best exorcists currently living. Shio suspect that Cat, Violet, and Anastasia felt somewhat the same, as the four of them had been overwhelmed despite their positions in society. Anastasia was one of the Arena Masters, supposedly one of the strongest Trainers in all of Atren. Cat and Violet were incredibly famous as a crime fighting duo in Lifan, but all four of them had essentially failed. If the woman who the entity had called Rinkoo hadn't shown up, Shio would have been one of the ones in the ground.
Shio spent most of the morning assisting the people of Toran. She healed small wounds that had been caused to the people during the horde's attack, as well as preformed prayer services on the graves of those returned to the ground, as well as those newly buried. It was the only time she had felt effective in the last twenty four hours.
The town itself was abuzz with rumors of what had happened. Some theorized it as a war between the Four, or worse, a war between the Void itself and the mortal world. Few businesses had chosen to reopen that next morning, most staying closed, or opening solely to provide some kind of assistance to the recovery effort. A few restaurants were serving as makeshift check in points for families to ensure they reconnected, as many people had been separated or gone missing in the night. A few search parties had been formed to scour the city for the missing people. Most were children that had taken refuge in a cupboard or closet and were quickly found asleep, exhausted from the night.
Shio was considering returning home for a bit to discuss the events with her father, as such a tale was best left in person.
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