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@RoflsMazoy So... I think this question has been asked before but I couldn't really find a specific answer. What kind of magic is there in this world? Like is there mana magic? Soul magic? Runic magic? I'm fairly sure there is spirit magic. But like, could my guy be someone that's pretty ok to good at making the swords but then inlays them with runes for the magic?
Guild of Tal'Zaroth

Yrios felt rather saved when something managed to block the giant spell the Dark Wizard tried to cast on him and his band. He would have been able to stop it, no doubt. In fact, he already stood ready on one knee, converging the warlocks their ward power into one focal point. To stop the giant orb. But at the cost of his sorcerers and warlocks, who now had to fight toe to toe against the shadow warriors. But when the blind light dimmed and he saw what blocked such power, he grinded his teeth. Of course, the Theurgists of Trismigestus had to summon an angelic being. Rising from his knee now, it was apparent that Yrios was suddenly in a lesser mood. He was not fond of the Defenders and Scholars of the Sacred Seal. An order that, in his opinion, acted overly zealous upon anyone who did not practice their very precise form of magic. Which they conveniently guarded with secrecy. Or did they simply not want to share their wisdom with the Guild of Tal’Zaroth? Yrios certainly tried.

Now, not willing to bear the shame of being saved my some knightly order, Yrios was ready to fully retaliate against Garth. But right when he wanted to start casting his barrage of spells, Garth vanished, leaving in his place a massive monster. “You’ll do.” Yrios simply said before he turned around to his Warlocks. The Shadow Warriors were gone, but some apprentices and sorcerers did get hurt. Right then did Alicia return, feeling that she would be more of aid at the side of her master. She didn’t have any mages with her, but Yrios didn’t expect any. The mightiest companies were too far away for her to reach in such short time. Those who had mages probably needed them more than ever now.

Alicia didn’t need to say that. “You alright?” Yrios did not expect compassion from his old Witchblade apprentice. Yet he was happy to receive it. “I am. But some aren’t so lucky. Witchblades aren’t going to be of much use against the thing.” Yrios said as he looked at the giant cleaving its way through some troops. Alicia nodded in agreement. “Order your Witchblade to escort the wounded out. In case more Shadow Warriors pop up along the way. Make sure we don’t lose anyone that could be saved. After that, come find me again.” Again, Alicia merely nodded. The evacuation effort went smoothly. The Witchblades themselves reckoned their role in the fight was done. When the groups of wounded men and women started moving away from the battlefield, Alicia returned to the Warlock band, which moved up towards a dune. The once flowing sand now hardened under their feet, making everyone far faster.

“So what’s the plan?” the young Witchblade asked, with her sword sheeted again. With a few minor elemental spells, the dune flattened into a plateau. The flat surface now supported several objects. 10 Sorcerers were etching a circle in the ground with their shards. Others mediated on the edges, opening up their orbs to show the glowing symbols, runes, and diagrams. Every piece moving and orbiting the central power source. Warlocks stood around the circle, maintaining a ward. Happy others choose to attract the attention of the giant. The blue glowing dome once more protected the Guild. “The plan is to fight fire with fire.” Said Yrios, as he drew the book from his side. His very own Grimoire. Alicia could help but swallow. “Soul magic.”

“Yes.” The Warlocks that weren’t maintaining the Ward moved in towards the second ring of the now finished circle. Each put down a black gem a little smaller than the size of their hand. Soul stones. Alicia put aside her doubt. Desperate times required desperate measures. Yrios, Alicia and the Warlocks that had placed the Soul Stones moved to the center and began their incantations. For those magically attuned surrounding them, they would detect a sudden, different source of dark-like magic. While akin to the dreadful magic Garth pulled from the Shadow Realm, it wasn’t exactly that. The chanters their eyes began to glow and the stones started howling and moaning in pain. But the chanting did not stop no matter how loud the howling got. The sorcerers outside the circle started chanting something else. Channeling the mana from the air, the earth and the water deep below as a river inwards the circle. Through the circle and the crying stones. From there the pure blue mana flow got corrupted by the very life essence stolen many years ago, during the Purge of Tal’Zaroth. The now purple glowing energy converged to the center of the circle, where the chanters ushered it into the sky. An endless barrage of purple, unholy but powerful magic flew straight at the giant.
Name: Alexander Salzar
Level: 1
Race: Human
Class: Sorcerer
Date/Time: Day 1 / Morning
Location: Bridgewater - Market - Imp's stand
Tagging: @Holy Soldier
Mentioned: -

It seemed like the imp liked to make a little joke. Or did he insult Alexander by his case of the piles? No, a merchant would never insult his client, would he? Bad for business. A quick glance over the wares told Alex that the imp had quite a few herbs. He recognized only a few, but enough to know that the imp knew what he was selling. The motion told Alex that the root was what he asked for. It looked utterly disgusting. “Didn’t know merchants asked questions when selling their goods. Especially an imp.” He said back to the imp, keeping his tone flat. “What is it to you for whom I get it?”

The presence of the root was a certainty troubling thing, Alex now realized. The girl must have seen it too and bought it. Did he have more than one? The rug didn’t betray that he carried duplicates. Maybe it was time to prod a little more: “Actually, I might also need some fairy stool. Two or three of ‘em, maybe.” The stool was a base ingredient in Alex’s drug potion. But he had no intention to actually buy anything. If he had more than one stool, he could also have more than one root. Which means the girl bought the root and got snatched on her way back. If there’s only one root then something must have happened with the imp.
@CorpusMundum So... did you just solve that giant spell problem for me?
@Footman Feeling a bit of focus there XD No matter, should have figured that a mana shield would draw attention. Guess my guys are the first to get screwed over already.
Guild of Tal'Zaroth

“Feel that, sir?” Asked Alicia. The clever Witchblade captain was as sensitive to magic as Yrios himself was. An impressive feat indeed. Above that she was as clever as her mentor. It wasn’t a question. In fact he didn’t need her to say it. But it was for those around them. “Yes. He’s close.” Still they kept going in the caravan of legends. So many faces Yrios had heard of. So many names Alicia ever only read in books. If anything, this force was much more dangerous than the previous one. One the Guild did not participate in. But now they were here in full force and more. Their Grandmaster hadn’t marched with them for years.

Eventually they reached the besieged town. The Guild members all dismounted and their horses immediately dashed away. Trying to get a safe spot. They arrived just on top of a dune and saw the smoke rise from Sandbrick. Even Yrios remained silent, as he felt the powerful wizard draw the massive power from the shadow realm. But when darkness gathered, the Grandmaster was not so foolish that he would just stand around. “Prepare!” he yelled. The Witchblades behind him drew their blades, while the sorcerers pulled out their orbs and warlocks gripped their staves.

When the lightning started striking the ground, every one of the Guild felt the dark power coursing through it. “Summons!” yelled Alicia, who herself rushed into a crater. Dust had yet to settle but everyone around it could see several bright red flashes, and finally a white one. When the sand revealed the content of the crater, Alicia stood on a heap of sand, her cursed blade seemingly stabbing air. “Don’t just stand there! Kill!” she yelled, as more bolts slammed into the earth.

“Ward! Warlocks! Form me a ward!” yelled Yrios, as ripped a shadow warrior with his gauntlet. Ten warlocks obeyed and formed a circle to commence their incantation. They all clapped and as they opened their arms again a shield of blue began to form before them. Creeping towards the other wards. In little time it grew and grew until a half-orb protected them from the lightning above. “Defend the ward! Defend the ward!” Yrios had to bark his orders as he pushed some foolish apprentice into the shield. Shadow warriors soon tried to follow, only to realize that their very aspect denied them entry. Mad with anger they bashed upon the blue glass. Until a warlock’s eyes glowed in the same bright blue. With his staff he pointed at the shadow warriors and chanted some obscure incantion. A blinding light was soon followed by some unnatural crackling. Those who had their eyes on the warlock no doubt saw a bolt of lightning split from the staff and push its way through the shadow warriors.

Sorcerers used their crystal chards and orbs to fight off the shadow warriors getting too close to the shield. Within the shield Yrios found Alicia, who yelled over the clashing: “We need shut that storm down!” Yrios only nodded and looked up. Feeling the shadow realm’s pull, he could only guess how much power currently flowed over the very earth as waves. “We need more mages! Our warlocks can’t channel a spell if they are fighting these shadow warriors!” Yrios yelled back, from the corner of his eye he saw a warlock fighting to keep the shield up. “Entary shunt neghim!” he yelled with his arm outstretched. Blind blue flames shot out of from his hand, coating the shadow warriors. Burning the magic from them. “Take the Witchblades! Cleave a path! Get me every wizard or mage the other bands don’t care for! Get them here. Now go!” Alicia did as she was command. Cleaving her way through the horde that was growing. Temporary relieving each band to ask for their mages or wizard, only to leave immediately after.


@Apokalipse
- Added a passage about Kate McGrath detailing why she works as a babysit.
- Sorry about the blood status confusion. I wrote on the CS on several points and often lose my track of thoughts in between writing sessions.
- Added a clarification that Kate never told her about the wizard world. I mean, centaurs and dragons are things of fantasy as well as the magical world so it's hard to avoid those. However, she did her best not to reveal that it could all be true. Sorry for the confusion there.
@Aristo Accepted.

@Disciple Cain Annnnnnnnd accepted.

Okay now it's about time I looked to getting this thing started. Originally, I had an existing idea of how this RP would start, way back when I assumed I'd get about 4 or 5 players. WELP, we've certainly got a bit more than that, which means my original intention of a starting with a general "character meet and greet" might accidentally kill the RP, because of the sheer amount of time it might take characters to fully interact with each other.

So now I'm favouring a scenario that starts immediately with explosive action, but settles towards a brief calm so that characters converse outside of a "sword in throat" environment.

But this is a big group, and at this point, I feel it'd be unwise for me to simply plod on without testing for a consensus. So here's two possible scenarios (withholding plot spoilers), and I'd like to know what you guys would prefer?

Intro Scenario A) The ships of the second armada make landfall upon the arid coastline of ,south-western Everstrine, and the RP starts as our champions and regiments are disembarking. The champions then set about planning their approach to Sandbrick, who to send as scouts, who goes left, right etc etc and then after the discussion they go on their way.

My concern with this idea, as it was the original one, is that as we have so many players people might get bored by what could be quite a drawn out conversation.

Intro Scenario B) It has been three days since Alliance forces landed in Everstrine, and they have been marching hastily without little rest towards Sandbrick, after receiving news that it was about to fall. As the combined champions and regiments press onwards, zig-zagging through the endless dunes that make up much of south-western Everstrine, they are suddenly ambushed by *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and a desperate battle breaks out almost immediately - which is where my intro will end.

Thoughts?


I honestly like the B scenario more because the action immediately starts. Though, small question: will this be a player-driven RP (aka the players can make up what happens and such) with supervision? Or will there be a plotline everyone has to follow?
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