Mataus

Assail

A s s a i l

*Some concepts based on the Malazan Book of the Fallen. The story is unrelated, however.

This is a WIP

The Continent and Story

WIP
Assail is a medium sized continent in which powerful tyrants bring destruction to everything. War is a game to these tyrants and any who try to fight back are killed without mercy. Entire kingdoms have been slaughtered. Invasions from far away empires have been laughably turned back. Even immortal beings, such as the skeleton-like Crux, a civilization of beings who became immortal through a ritual of Death, have been broken upon the shores of Assail.

The roleplay will be fixed on a group of individuals attempting to bring order to the continent, either by making the tyrants bring each other down or by facing them one on one. The roleplay will not have to be done as an entire group. Subplots are more than welcome. Feel free to drop into Assail with your own plot and I'll try to make it work!

Map

WIP

Nations

Pale

Pale is a single city nation located in Assail. The city is located on and encompasses the top of a mountain chain. It is ruled by the only "fair" leader in all of Assail. The nation once had several cities, but after a long and costly war, the nation was reduced to just Pale, the city the nation's name derives from. Pale is ruled by the Eldi, but has many human citizens.

Azra

Azra is a strictly human city, ruled by a feared tyrant who has ravaged all of Western Assail.

Races

Eldi

Skin as black as midnight, the Eldi worship the Realm of Shadow. They stand a head taller than the average height of a human male. Their hair is usually white or red, other wise their appearance is much like a human.

Human

The most numerous race by far. The appearance and size of humans vary greatly.

Grell

Tall and stocky, the Grell have pale green skin and tusks. They are as tall as an average human male, ut much, much stronger.

Custom Race

Feel free to introduce your own race. I'll fit them into the RP.

Magic, Ascendants, and Realms

Magic

Magic is not in the world naturally, rather, it exists in realms. Practitioners of the arcane arts use gates to pull magic directly from their realm of choice. Magic is destructive to the body, and because there is not a "mana" limit, it becomes possible for magic to destroy a body if it is overused. Likewise, a gate can destroy a person if the person accessing said gate does not know how to control the gate’s magic flow. A being is usually born with an affinity towards magic, although wielding magic can be learned. For visual reference, a gate used by a mage to pull power cannot be seen, but it can be felt e.g., a gate to the realm of Ice would bring a chill to the air. A gate to a realm that is meant to be used to travel can be seen, though.

Three of the most important things that an arcane user builds on are arcane endurance, or their ability to maintain the use of mana without damaging their body, gate control, or their ability to open a gate that varies in size, and the number of realms that can be accessed. Note that most mages will only ever learn to use one or two realms - the realm they are born with an affinity to, and another realm they learn to use.

It was previously mentioned that magic does not exist in the world. However, it is more complex than that. Magic is life, and life is magic. Specifically, the lifeblood of a being is cited to be the life of magic. If an enormous battle is fought, the blood spilled could attract spirits, shapeshifters, ascendants, and even gods in what is called a convergence. Some beings can grow off of the shedding of blood. More about this will be mentioned about this in the talk of ascendants. The main point is that a mage cannot use this natural magic found in everything.

Realms

Realms are separate planes of existence from the world. They are full of magic as well as creatures that compliment a realm’s affinity. There are many types of realms, but the most well known are Realm of Death, Realm of Fire, Realm of the Sea, Realm of Ice, Realm of Demons, Realm of Shadows, Realm of the Mind, and the Realm of Light. Each realm has a throne which may be claimed by an ascendant or god, giving the being control of the realm and its creatures. They cannot, however, restrict the magic of a realm from another being, specifically a mage.

Not all realms have a master, as it takes a lot of power to control a realm. The ruler of a realm will have claimed the realm’s throne. In this world, thrones have a lot of power, specifically in realms. Whoever sits the throne commands a realm. It is that simple. The issue most run into is how much a realm will resist the being who tries to take the throne, even resisting the being once they claim a throne. In this way, realms challenge whoever may try to claim the realm.

Ascendants

Ascendants are not gods in the typical sense. They are beings who have, through some great power, managed to become immortal. The way this can be done varies. There are great generals who have ascended due to their knowledge of tactics, victories, and the blood on their hands. Likewise, some great warriors have ascended after spilling the blood of thousands. There is another path to ascension that many have never heard of, the Kirath. Ascending through the Kirath is extremely rare due to the nature of the Kirath, but can be done, as the Kirath is believed to have access to everything.

Kirath

The Kirath are hardly understood forces of nature. They are balanced creators and will appear at random times, capturing even the strongest beings. Kirath appears as trees with nigh invulnerable roots that will grab beings of power, pulling them into the earth, imprisoning them until the Kirath dies. When a Kirath appears, it appears as a massive oak-like tree. The tree will be in the middle of a yard, the yard walls being the Kirath’s roots mixed with foliage and other trees that the Kirath may bring with it. A Kirath yard varies in size. Some are the size of a mansion while some may be the size of a couple of blocks. The smaller Kirath yards have a single gate which leads to the center tree. The larger yards appear to be mazes, usually growing as more beings are imprisoned.

The center tree can conjure an oval like, dark green portal for those who it allows. The portal will transfer the user to the Kirath Halls, a place of infinite knowledge and access to everything. Of course, such a place usually leads to many lost souls and is highly dangerous.

Character Sheet and Other Information

Chracter Sheet

Name: (First and last, or a single name/title your character goes by.
Age:
Appearance: (Pictures, or text-based descriptions are both fine)
Personality: (Optional)
Height:
Race: (One of the primary races, or one of your own creation.)
Home Nation: (One of the four primary nations, or a nation of your own creation.)
Magical Capabilities: (Realms, specific speciatlities etc)
History: (Your backstory.)

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Cowl

Cowl found himself following someone else at a distance. Truthfully, Cowl had been moving along slowly and lost sight of the formidably dressed figure. It was easy enough to guess that the person was also heading to the Skingrad headquarters. The usual armor worn in the area was a guard kit or some leather armor thrown together by a bandit. Thoughts of the other individual aside, Cowl was happy - no happy wasn't the word for it - satisfied that the journey was over. He had gone a long distance on just his two legs. He was tired and needed some food.

The headquarters didn't have any gaudy features. Much like the city of Skingrad, the headquarters were gray. The company probably had other places to spend its coin other than paint. Plus, blending with the city probably made the city's residents happy. In the yard, he saw the same two sparring mercenaries. They appeared tired now as if they had been sparing for hours. Cowl paused to give a slight nod of his head to acknowledge the art that was swordplay. It took formidable reflexes, strength, stamina, and training to survive multiple battles. As a mage Cowl had yet to physically meet an opponent because of well-trained swordsmen. A few moments later Cowl resumed his trek to the door where he stepped inside without another thought.

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Cowl Agryn

Name: Cowl Agryn
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance:

Argyn

With nothing more than some leather boots and magi robes, Cowl is simply dressed. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He is of fair skin and stands at 6 feet exactly. He's comely in appearance, although he has some fading scars on the right side of his face from a burn. Finally, he has a full, short and well-kept beard.
Personality: While never someone to be angry, Cowl does lack compassion. That doesn't make him a mean or unkind person, he just doesn't always realize that he may be a jerk. Usually, he is seen as a kind man, though, until people see his lack of care.

Cowl has been headstrong since he was a child. He was raised in High Rock, a place of factions and feuds. He moved away when he could, joining the Mage's Guild for a short time before being removed for a lack of care when it came to who was on the other side of the fireball. His parents are still alive and, to Cowl's surprise, he wouldn't mind seeing them again. After all, they did nothing wrong in the first place.
Class:
Major - Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration
Minor - Enchanting (if this is ok!), restoration, athletics, illusion
Equipment: "Adept" Robes enchanted with magicka regeneration, a hood enchanted with a magicka increase, and boots enchanted with an additional magicka increase. A handful of potions (2 minor magicka and minor 2 health potions).
History: From High Rock to Cyrodiil, from Mage Guild to outcast, Cowl has traveled a fair bit. His plan for life was to rise through the Mage's Guild, but because that did not work he was forced to consider other options. He wanted adventure and he wanted excitement. He needed money and he needed a way, or an excuse rather, to use magic excessively. Cowl thought of no better way to fulfill his needs than to become a mercenary. A bonus to this was that he didn't even care what the cause was. With that, Cowl found himself joining the Skingrag Company.

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Was going to go with a Nord but after I woke up and thought about it more, mages really are fun and I usually don't play one so!

Cowl Agryn

Name: Cowl Agryn
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance:

Argyn

With nothing more than some leather boots and magi robes, Cowl is simply dressed. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He is of fair skin and stands at 6 feet exactly. He's comely in appearance, although he has some fading scars on the right side of his face from a burn. Finally, he has a full, short and well-kept beard.
Personality: While never someone to be angry, Cowl does lack compassion. That doesn't make him a mean or unkind person, he just doesn't always realize that he may be a jerk. Usually, he is seen as a kind man, though, until people see his lack of care.

Cowl has been headstrong since he was a child. He was raised in High Rock, a place of factions and feuds. He moved away when he could, joining the Mage's Guild for a short time before being removed for a lack of care when it came to who was on the other side of the fireball. His parents are still alive and, to Cowl's surprise, he wouldn't mind seeing them again. After all, they did nothing wrong in the first place.
Class:
Major - Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration
Minor - Enchanting (if this is ok!), restoration, athletics, illusion
Equipment: "Adept" Robes enchanted with magicka regeneration, a hood enchanted with a magicka increase, and boots enchanted with an additional magicka increase. A handful of potions (2 minor magicka and minor 2 health potions).
History: From High Rock to Cyrodiil, from Mage Guild to outcast, Cowl has traveled a fair bit. His plan for life was to rise through the Mage's Guild, but because that did not work he was forced to consider other options. He wanted adventure and he wanted excitement. He needed money and he needed a way, or an excuse rather, to use magic excessively. Cowl thought of no better way to fulfill his needs than to become a mercenary. A bonus to this was that he didn't even care what the cause was. With that, Cowl found himself joining the Skingrag Company.

Elder Scrolls: Skingrad Company

Little bit too late for me to be typing a CS but if I'm allowed in I'll be making an absolute boulder of a character based on a character from a phenomenal series of books. Two of my favorite lores coming together.

Anywho let me know if you'll have me! :)

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

@UltimoScorp
Alright, no problem. Just pretend my post doesn't exist! :)

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

Marcus sighed inwardly, he should have worn his helmet. He could have polarized it and been done with his teammates. Now we would have to look into the challenging eyes of the Brute and Kig-yar, assuming the Kig-yar felt like challenging Marcus as well. The sergeant did not want to be in charge, did not want to deal with any of the "alpha" shenanigans. Seeing the Spartan was a relief, though. Another human like him; a III in fact, and there were some legendary Spartan IIIs out there. Cassie was the Spartan's name if he remembered correctly. She held rank on him but any sane soldier would follow a Spartan's orders, despite rank.

Sgt. Greene quickly glanced over the team one more time. He took in the breathtaking size of the Brute and the face of the ugly ass Jackel. The Spartan was like any other Spartan he'd seen, although Cassie had that new GEN 2 armor, which was pretty cool. The Brute was rubbing an energy sword, but he had not seen a Brute ever wield one. He would have to ask the Brute about that some time. Finally, Sgt. Greene's brown eyes finished their sweep of the hallway, meaning it was time to follow the rest up to the bridge.

//posted from a dying phone

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

Contact harvest is an awesome novel! Greene has an energy dagger (which is projected from a bracelet type thing). Anyway, the energy cutlass is a pretty simple weapon for a jacket to carry. It'd be cool to see one of those self-destructive thingies. @Pyromaniacwolf

Funny you mention the SPI armor. I originally planned to use the first version, then changed to the headhunter version, then went back to ODST armor. It was a long debate for me and thought it was cool you mentioned it @UltimoScorp

Edit: on phone. Will try to post later tonight.

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

Marcus slid the last pin into place, securing the remaining parts of his rifle. He gave it a quick, but not completely necessary, look over. With a satisfied nod of his head, he set it down on the table in his room. Over the years he had used every UNSC weapon out there, and none were as symbolic as the MA5. Sure, his was modified, distinguishing it from the standard issue, but nothing made him feel more patriotic than shooting down a Covenant baddie with an MA5 Assault Rifle. What didn't make him feel overly patriotic, however, was working for ONI. Sure he had worked in an ONI reconnaissance team before, but that was completely different from this... task force. He would be working with the Covenant assholes this time. He gave a slow shake of his head.

When ONI contacted him, he originally thought they were telling him his services were no longer needed. The Covenant had fallen, Earth was stabilizing and her colonies were rebuilding. What he wasn't expecting was an invitation - more like an order, given ONI's involvement - to join an ONI publicity stunt. Working without other humans would be quite the experience. An experience he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of. It was ONI, however, and they said they would compensate him well. The money could be worth it. He'd find himself a beautiful woman. Settle down on some world with endless beaches and live out his days drinking coconut juice. It was a stretch, but maybe, just maybe he would make it work.

With a light sigh, he pushed himself away from his desk, the metal chair making a low screetching sound as it slid over the floor. As he grabbed his canteen his door opened automatically. Oh. The the speaker sitting in his room turned on, giving an order to meet at the bridge. He took a quick gulp of water before exiting his room. It didn't take long for him to notice all the other doors had opened as well. Here we go, then. Time to meet the alien freaks that would become his team members.

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

@Lauder
How do you feel about discord? It's quite useful for quick questions and discussion.