Midna-Phobia

Daemons

The air was cold, soft flakes of snow drifted gently towards the ground, adding to the thick layer of soft powder already covering the ground. Twilight was upon the abandoned city beyond the Wall and although most still slept one walked the streets, surrounded by crumbling building and reminders of the past. Some of it was caused by natural deterioration of the stone; a lot of it was caused by fights between the inhabitants. For life to the south was hard; especially during the winter when food was so scarce. Feet padded silently through the snow when the sudden sent of fresh meat hit the dark creature full on in the face. Listening to the sounds around it he knew something living had entered his domain. It was still early in the night. There was still a chance. Instantly he began moving with an incredible speed, one that would easily outpace even a sprinting horse. For daemons were up amongst the highest of apex predators. The same as the sharks installed fear in sea-farers and crocodiles and alligators terrorised the swamps and waterways the daemon was the fear of the south. There was no creature on land that they feared. Daylight was swiftly disappearing and the darkness was taking hold. Spotting the small figure up ahead the creature came to a sudden stop. He was unsure if he’d be seen in this light, as their skin blended perfectly with the darkness. However it also contrasted drastically to the white snow. It was not fear of being spotted that made him stop, however. It was what stood before him. A human. He should have realised from the smell. Within the darkness screeches and cries began echoing through the night and he knew it was too late. The others had smelt her too. Rushing forward Cade knew this would probably frighten the human, which was the point. Stopping about ten metres from her he hissed, the dry noise causing fog the air from the heat of his breath. “Go! Get out of here! Run!” Although to her human ears it would just sound like terrifying shrieks. It was already too late, however, another daemon, much larger than his adolescent one, appeared on the other side of her, blocking her path back to the Wall. A low growl echoed from the enemy and Cade began walking forward slowly in response, showing he was laying claim to the girl as well.

Daemons Beyond the Wall

((Okay so my CS seems a little weird right now, but don't worry it'll make sense once we get into the RP aqnd I promise she'll have human to interact with haha)) Name: Cade Age: 192 Appearance:

Daemons

Okay so my CS may seem weird right now, but I promise it'll make more sense once we get into the RP, and don't worry there will be a human character for her to interact with haha.

Daemons

Name: Cade Age: 186 Appearance:

Beyond the Wall

Okay so my CS may look weird right now... it'll make more sense once we get into the RP, don't worry there will be a human for her to get to know. I'll get working on a first post now, should be up within the hour.

Beyond the Wall

The Daemons Name: Cade Age: 126 Appearance

Beyond the Wall

I like to keep my CS's simple, so that personality and history can come out and develop as the RP goes on. That being said you're welcome to include more if you like. Name: Luka Age: 20 Appearance:

Daemons

I like to keep my CS's simple, so that personality and history can come out and develop as the RP goes on. That being said you're welcome to include more if you like. Name: Age: Appearance:

Daemons

Closed RP between Myself and Nightsage In a valley, nestled in between grassy hills and small forests on the edge of the map rests a small town, isolated and rarely visited it has been left alone for centuries to make its own way in the world. It’s a quiet little town, cold for most of the year as it’s so far south and mostly life there is peaceful and quiet. There is only one rule the entire town knows and follows religiously. Do not cross the wall to the south. For even further south than the southernmost town on the map as a wall, a great ancient wall of stone, weathered over the centuries it still stands, but has weakened in places, leaving holes. For on the other side of that wall is an ancient and forgotten city that is said to be the home of daemons. No one knows what they look like, for no one has ventured past the wall and returned alive. Their existence may be questioned all together if it weren’t for the demonic noises that can sometimes be heard in the night when the air is still. So what happens when, on a fated winter’s night, a young human passes through the wall and returns the next morning alive? What did they see on the other side? How did they survive? What secrets did they uncover? Over the next few months everything they’ve grown up to believe will be challenged and a friendship will bloom in the most unlikely of places.

Beyond the Wall

Closed RP between Myself and YankeeMom In a valley, nestled in between grassy hills and small forests on the edge of the map rests a small town, isolated and rarely visited it has been left alone for centuries to make its own way in the world. It’s a quiet little town, cold for most of the year as it’s so far south and mostly life there is peaceful and quiet. There is only one rule the entire town knows and follows religiously. Do not cross the wall to the south. For even further south than the southernmost town on the map as a wall, a great ancient wall of stone, weathered over the centuries it still stands, but has weakened in places, leaving holes. For on the other side of that wall is an ancient and forgotten city that is said to be the home of daemons. No one knows what they look like, for no one has ventured past the wall and returned alive. Their existence may be questioned all together if it weren’t for the demonic noises that can sometimes be heard in the night when the air is still. So what happens when, on a fated winter’s night, a young human passes through the wall and returns the next morning alive? What did they see on the other side? How did they survive? What secrets did they uncover? Over the next few months everything they’ve grown up to believe will be challenged and a friendship will bloom in the most unlikely of places.