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I did ask for no sheets yet only because I want to monitor incoming abilities to keep them from overlapping or taking up post space by being game breaking however thanks everyone for the interest I want I think one more before I set up the thread
You don't know why this is happening to you but you were sure that it wasn't there before, a birthmark, a tattoo, you aren't sure, but you know it is new, and you know it is magic.
The Magisters came for you today, you couldn't hide the magic anymore, whether you made a flower bloom, or burnt you home to the ground they come all the same.
The Grand Magisterium is just up ahead, the Magisters have all been trained there, you had heard of some, they sometimes would come through town for missions, or to take the children that gained their sigil, like you. What kind of home will this be, will you flourish here and learn the secrets to this power you have, or will you resist and try to get away.
The Magisters came for you today, you couldn't hide the magic anymore, whether you made a flower bloom, or burnt you home to the ground they come all the same.
The Grand Magisterium is just up ahead, the Magisters have all been trained there, you had heard of some, they sometimes would come through town for missions, or to take the children that gained their sigil, like you. What kind of home will this be, will you flourish here and learn the secrets to this power you have, or will you resist and try to get away.
This roleplay will be taking place in a massive multi building complex, known as The Grand Magisterium, a source of information on a mysterious phenomenon known as Sigils, small markings that seem to appear on children in there mid to late teens. Sigils grant the bearer a magical ability, these can range from something simple like kinesis, to something as intricate as animation of objects, with training these magisters have become somewhat of legends in their own right, they face foes that are unimaginable, or at least that's what is said. You as the players will have free roam in the complex, to study, train, or plot as you see fit, however know that the Magisters are watching, they can guide or imprison. Exploring your abilities and your personality will be a focus here.
Rules
- All guild rules apply, duh.
- I would like to have this RP have adult themes, however know that if you wouldn't want your grandma reading it, don't post it.
- Fade to black is required for sexual encounters and please take any gratuitous violence to PM as well.
- Casual rules here, a couple paragraphs, but you know if from time to time you have a shorter post, thats fine, from time to time.
- No god modding or gary stu's.
- do not take control of other players characters unless you and the affected player let me know ahead of time.
- Understand, I will be using the Magisters and any of you can as well, they are powerful but do keep in mind that we don't want the NPC's killing players, so don't abuse them.
The Campus
Within the Campus you can find a great many things, the first that you would be shown is your dormitory, you will be sharing a common room with two other students. Each bedroom however is tailored to the desire of the one that belongs there, as you open the door, your room will be decorated and outfitted to your liking.
Food on campus is varied and supplied for free, you may go to the pantry to acquire raw ingredients or you can eat at one of many small restaurants through out the campus.
Training grounds can be found in the center of the Campus, they range from targets to open fields, and should greater accomodations be needed there is often a Magister capable of assisting.
More location will be fleshed out and players are welcome to suggest more as well.
Character Sheet
Within the Campus you can find a great many things, the first that you would be shown is your dormitory, you will be sharing a common room with two other students. Each bedroom however is tailored to the desire of the one that belongs there, as you open the door, your room will be decorated and outfitted to your liking.
Food on campus is varied and supplied for free, you may go to the pantry to acquire raw ingredients or you can eat at one of many small restaurants through out the campus.
Training grounds can be found in the center of the Campus, they range from targets to open fields, and should greater accomodations be needed there is often a Magister capable of assisting.
More location will be fleshed out and players are welcome to suggest more as well.
Character Sheet
For right now lets see about getting five people, enough for two rooms, don't post any Characters yet please.
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Freedom fries and 'merica burgers, I will stick to the Fattoush and Shwarma.
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Milo Ventri
The walk down light lane was pleasant, the lanterns lighting the way. Milo was actually quite stunned by the beauty that this city held, his home had been far more dreary and had nothing like this. As the two came to the destination a small restaurant nothing overly fancy, but it was nice none the less, be it the location or perhaps the company, this place seemed bright. As they moved to their table and sat, they spoke for a bit, though it seemed that Vika must have noticed him glancing over her ring, it was a truly stunning piece, and made very clear the class difference between them, though she was still nice, but this wasn't the first time he had dealt with the upper crust types, many of his clients come from wealthy families, granted those particular times were never fun.
"Oh, my ring. Its not a... My sister has its twin, its a little thing, they always been worn by sisters for 3 generations. Her grandparent, Then mother, aunt. Kinda passes down when time right."
Milo smiled before replying, "Well, as far as heirlooms go, you seem to have gotten the good end, my Gran left me my Grandpa pocket watch that doesn't have hands anymore." Milo chuckled at the memory of the useless watch, "I actually am here in Sol for the same reason as you, fresh start, new town, new life, hoping to get a little more from it than the last time."
Milo could tell that Vika was a tad nervous, in a way he understood, in a way he didn't, sure the scenario was definitely not the easiest one to wrap a mind around, I mean they had a drink together once then all hell broke loose and now they are having dinner together, actually as he thought about it, no, this was a bit nerve wracking. Milo ordered something that he could hardly pronounce and just had water with it. When the food arrived it was quite delicious, kinda reminded him of a gyro.
"I haven't been here long but I have a good feeling that I won't regret moving here. Has it been worth it for you? Living here in Sol I mean."
@PrinceAlexus
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Running into things generally is to be avoided.
Can confirm, works on an airport, this is bad news bears.
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Milo Ventri
Milo smiled at Vika, she seemed like she wasn't shook much at all by the events of Sunday. He hadn't actually thought much of Sunday other than the annoyance of his knee being sore the day after, those men had been quite rude and even malicious but at the end of the day, everyone was safe, no one was hurt, and it had just passed with out noise. She mentioned Shwarma and Milo realized he had worked through his lunch.
"Well to be honest, Sunday kinda fell to the wayside pretty quick, no one was really hurt, though I did make mention to an officer about those men, they always say chivalry is dead, those guys prove it." He chuckled a bit at the statement before continuing, "I love to join you, I actually haven't eaten today anyway, worked right through, got really into it again... and got lost... So I am afraid, you will have to guide us to the restaurant."
Milo Dismounted his bike seeing Vika hold out a hand, first, the diamond ring was stunning, this woman had a certain aesthetic she liked to exude and she does so with elegance, his own aesthetic was much less elegant, not shabby in the least, nice jeans and a dark button down shirt hidden under his black leather bomber jacket. Second, it was her left hand, but not a ring finger, though, he didn't think that she was engaged or anything, the kiss on the cheek and card in his pocket banished the thought. Milo placed his arm under the outstretched hand.
"Shall we then?"
Ah, copy that I will amend that then. It will be a similar story just with a different origin world I suppose.
NAME, AGE
Milo Ardentum Age 30
Motto/Saying
Our will is Ironclad.
PICTURE (NOT REQUIRED)
APPEARANCE
His appearance in the photo is quite accurate, however he prefers to were what amounts to armor, often in more silvers and pale blues as is the colors of his tribe.
PERSONALITY
Milo is a strong voice that breaks the silence of his people, as well as a just hand as needed, he is thought of by some to be a avatar of their deity, strong willed, stubborn, and unyielding, though also kind and generous to his people. he treats outsiders with respect, but not kindness, they are seen for what they are, unknown. Milo is hard to befriend, and easy to offend, but those that have made him an ally will always know that should things become dark, he will have your back, should you find him as an adversary, you will see his determination.
BIOGRAPHY
Milo was not born into nobility nor was he seen as a prodigy, he was merely a lowborn child, destined for nothing. In his youth, Milo displayed a great respect for a tribal deity, the Iron God, he was lesser known, and only worshiped by few, but Milo took to the deity with vigor, the belief that determination and willpower were enough to bring him anything. Milo strove to become a soldier, and soon, he would be accepted to the tribes militia, he was a young man with many dreams but no amount of will could change status. Ranks passed Milo with every passing day but even as he stood as a general, leading numerous men, he was still outside of his dreams, until one fateful evening a rivaling people from far away arrived on the pretext of peace, it was a bloodbath, betrayal at all ends, the only one to have warned against it was Milo, now with their lord dead, there were few to turn to, so in this moment, Milo stood, as the generals squabbled and politicians vied for power, Milo took to the town, and began to rally the masses. Soldiers, artisans, farmers, anyone that could hear him, this self made man, a symbol of the people, standing among those he cared for Milo gathered the people, and marched on the capital building. After a short civil war, Milo chose that the best option was not to stagnate under the rule of men unable to stand firm against their foes, he would lead his people away to seed The Iron gods heart in the light of distant stars, and so he lead his people on the expedition out into the far reaches to a new planet, Calypso Major.
=== FACTION ===
NAME
The Ironclad tribe
TYPE
Tribe verging on nation
FACTION LEADER
Milo Ardentum
DESCRIBE THE FACTION.
The Ironclad tribe is a spliter faction of a nation known as the Aviisians supposedly founded by a goddess named Aviisi, she molded her fellow gods from the land around them, a god of wind, earth, flame, water, and iron, each god forming life around them, and supposedly Aviisi created the people of the tribe with the aid of all of them. These people could harness the world around them and prospered. Whether this story has merit isn't important, what is important is what they have done, they have managed to create from a primitive tribe to nearly a bustling nation, the Lords of the city have passed down leadership since time immemorial. The Aviisians have always been a decently strong militaristic people however trade is often far easier than war and is the preferred method of dealing with others, it wasn't until the current leadership that the Aviisians had made a commotion with military might, Lord Milo Ardentum I, a military general and religious zealot has stirred the people into a frenzy and have loaded his people onto a colony ship, and under his guidance he and his people believe that no one will stop them as long as they are resolute, they will carve a home from this land with all they have and remove and obstacles that would hinder their gods path. They have since taken the moniker of their god and now call themselves the Ironclad.
I would like to have his color be [color=00aeef] This
Do let me know if I missed something or have misunderstood something.
Milo Ardentum Age 30
Motto/Saying
Our will is Ironclad.
PICTURE (NOT REQUIRED)
APPEARANCE
His appearance in the photo is quite accurate, however he prefers to were what amounts to armor, often in more silvers and pale blues as is the colors of his tribe.
PERSONALITY
Milo is a strong voice that breaks the silence of his people, as well as a just hand as needed, he is thought of by some to be a avatar of their deity, strong willed, stubborn, and unyielding, though also kind and generous to his people. he treats outsiders with respect, but not kindness, they are seen for what they are, unknown. Milo is hard to befriend, and easy to offend, but those that have made him an ally will always know that should things become dark, he will have your back, should you find him as an adversary, you will see his determination.
BIOGRAPHY
Milo was not born into nobility nor was he seen as a prodigy, he was merely a lowborn child, destined for nothing. In his youth, Milo displayed a great respect for a tribal deity, the Iron God, he was lesser known, and only worshiped by few, but Milo took to the deity with vigor, the belief that determination and willpower were enough to bring him anything. Milo strove to become a soldier, and soon, he would be accepted to the tribes militia, he was a young man with many dreams but no amount of will could change status. Ranks passed Milo with every passing day but even as he stood as a general, leading numerous men, he was still outside of his dreams, until one fateful evening a rivaling people from far away arrived on the pretext of peace, it was a bloodbath, betrayal at all ends, the only one to have warned against it was Milo, now with their lord dead, there were few to turn to, so in this moment, Milo stood, as the generals squabbled and politicians vied for power, Milo took to the town, and began to rally the masses. Soldiers, artisans, farmers, anyone that could hear him, this self made man, a symbol of the people, standing among those he cared for Milo gathered the people, and marched on the capital building. After a short civil war, Milo chose that the best option was not to stagnate under the rule of men unable to stand firm against their foes, he would lead his people away to seed The Iron gods heart in the light of distant stars, and so he lead his people on the expedition out into the far reaches to a new planet, Calypso Major.
=== FACTION ===
NAME
The Ironclad tribe
TYPE
Tribe verging on nation
FACTION LEADER
Milo Ardentum
DESCRIBE THE FACTION.
The Ironclad tribe is a spliter faction of a nation known as the Aviisians supposedly founded by a goddess named Aviisi, she molded her fellow gods from the land around them, a god of wind, earth, flame, water, and iron, each god forming life around them, and supposedly Aviisi created the people of the tribe with the aid of all of them. These people could harness the world around them and prospered. Whether this story has merit isn't important, what is important is what they have done, they have managed to create from a primitive tribe to nearly a bustling nation, the Lords of the city have passed down leadership since time immemorial. The Aviisians have always been a decently strong militaristic people however trade is often far easier than war and is the preferred method of dealing with others, it wasn't until the current leadership that the Aviisians had made a commotion with military might, Lord Milo Ardentum I, a military general and religious zealot has stirred the people into a frenzy and have loaded his people onto a colony ship, and under his guidance he and his people believe that no one will stop them as long as they are resolute, they will carve a home from this land with all they have and remove and obstacles that would hinder their gods path. They have since taken the moniker of their god and now call themselves the Ironclad.
I would like to have his color be [color=00aeef] This
Do let me know if I missed something or have misunderstood something.
I am interested if this is still accepting
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