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Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Perhaps. It will depend on the player though, of course.

Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

So, I dont know if anyone has noticed, but there are six players and only five dragoons available. This means that someone has to go dragoonless through the story. I would like someone to volunteer for this.

Final Fantasy: Awakened Souls

Muttonhawk, I like your posts.

Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Alrighty. So far between you two and Ezmeralda, there are no complications.

Final Fantasy: Awakened Souls

Resigning to her fate, Annabel sat, not moving at all. She stared at the crystal once more. The eerie light, ominous yet beautiful glittered over the walls. It a flash, a tendril of light struck the people in front of her. Not even a pile of dust was left behind. Annabel now stared at the place they had been, her mouth open. Before what happened could even register in her mind more blades of light cut through the populous. Time seemed to slow as she realized one was headed right for her. She struggled to back away, but the shackles prevented her escape. As it struck her, she felt a flow of energy through her body and screamed.

Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

I am going to let you guys decide amongst yourselves. However, if you guys want to put the dragoons in a list most preferred to least, we can at least get an idea of what everyone wants.

The dragoons are Violet, Golden, Jade, Blue-Sea, and White-Silver.

Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

And here you go. Going to post some information before the character sheet.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/33847/posts/ooc

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Marmalade "Mara" Pont

Name: Marmalade "Mara" Pont
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Half-mermaid
Dragoon Spirit: Dark Dragoon
Weapon: Scythe
Appearance: Marmalade
Personality: Rebellious and loud. Mara is very stubborn when she makes up her mind and won't hesitate to let others know. She has a softer side that she rarely shows simply to protect herself.
History: Marmalade was born to a poor family of merchants. Her mother had spent a single night with a merman and became pregnant with her. Her father was never seen by her mother again.
Due to her hair color, Marmalade's mother gave her the name she grew up hating and eventually started going by Mara. Ever the doting parent, Marmalade got everything she ever wanted and kept her sweet child away from prying eyes.
You can't keep secrets forever, though. When Marmalade was seven, she asked to go out and play. Her mother didn't see anyone around and agreed. A little while later she running into their home, crying. Marmalade told her mother that some children went by and pushed her, calling her names. She asked why she was so different. That was when her mother told her about her father.
Marmalade grew up defiant of her world and refused to submit to the scorn of others. She taught herself how to use a scythe as a weapon and caused more than her fair share of trouble. More than once they had to move from city to city because of Marmalade's antics. They ended up just outside of Bale. When Marmalade came to the age of 15, her mother was murdered. With her final breaths, her mother told her about a special stone she kept hidden away in a drawer. Before she could tell Marmalade what it was, she passed. She assumed the stone was what the murderers were after and left her home. Staying on the road, working as a mercenary or on farms when she could. After two years, she found herself in Seles. A small town where no one knew about her.

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Veragwen

Name: Veragwen. Also goes by Vera and Gwen.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Dragoon Spirit: White-Silver Dragoon
Weapon: Longsword and buckler, Bow

Appearance:


Personality: Veragwen is beautiful, kind, and polite. She loves to help people however she can. She doesn’t particularly like combat, but isn’t afraid to fight. She isn’t exactly the justice forever type but will protect the innocent with all her strength. Vera is always determined, focused, and can on occasion be very stubborn. She’s a quick study and hard to dislike.

History: Vera was raised in the small town of Seles. As a child she was bright and full of energy. She quickly became well loved by the people and soon took up learning to be an apocathary, creating healing potions and items and herbs to treat injured or sick townspeople. She matured quickly as bandit attacks became more and more common. She wasn’t about to stand by and let her little town be ransacked and her people hurt. At the age of 12. she took up the sword and bow, and became quite skilled in both weapons.

Veragwen more or less appointed herself to something akin to Captain of the Seles Guard, even though such a group didn’t really exist, putting the wellbeing of Seles above all else.

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Nayash

Name: Nayash
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Dragoon Spirit: N/A (Later, Gold Dragoon)
Weapon: Heavy, double edged, staff weapon with blunt tips that looks like hammer heads with spikes (ill draw something :D )
Appearance: Muscular but quite tall, so Nayash appears as slim-fit rather than bulky. She has dread-locked black and brown hair and piercing golden brown eyes. Her face has strong cheekbones and a flatter nose, with filly lips. She dresses appropriately but you'll see her mostly in her leather armor and tracker boots.
Personality: Stubborn, gruff, not at all lady like. Nayash comes off as threatening and kind of mean, however she's really just a softy once a person gets to know her. She is loyal to those she trusts but most often sly and sneaky in her ways.
History: Nayash's youth was rather uneventful. She was born and raised in the town of Ulara of the Death Frontier, and has lived a relatively peaceful life. When she was older she was taught the arts of combat so that she later could defend herself and others in case the town or her would need it. It wasn't only for that reason that the elders of the town chose to teach Nayash the art of combat. Their hidden agenda was to find a way to control Nayash's thirst for strength and power, and her aggression issues.
By mastering the art, the elders hoped that Nayash would calm down to a more peaceful state of mind and be able to do daily chores, and deal with stressful situations in a more sophisticated way, but much of it backfired. Nayash became calmer in mind, indeed more controlled in her ways, but way less sophisticated. Her explosive actions turned into sly and the effects were more devastating than before, so it was soon decided that Nayash could no longer stay in Ulara. She was sent out on a made-up quest to find a made up man called Illurath, and to bring him back to Ulara as a prisoner of war to be judged by the people of Death Valley for his crimes against their culture and humanity.

It was a task that Nayash happily followed, and hence she was discretely and slyly removed from her own home, sent on an endless quest for a man that doesn't exist.

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Caelyn Banthar

Name: Caelyn Banthar
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: half-human half mermaid
Dragoon Spirit: N/A (jade I hope!)
Weapon: 2 kukri
Appearance:
Personality: Misunderstood, growing up with poverty Caelyn takes what she needs to survive, never any more or any less.
History: Caelyn lives in what is left of the town of Rogue, she has scraped by since she was 12, when her mother disappeared. She never knew her father. She is also terrified of fire and does not know why, and always feels comfortable near water. Her tale is a rather simple one, everything she knows was taught to her by herself. She is very nimble, and light-footed. Her nickname is Breeze in the town because sometimes you don't even know she is there. She is also a great swimmer, and can hold her breath for a very astonishing amount of time. She has dreamed about seeing the world since she was very young and is ready to do so.

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Raena(currently side lined)

Name: Raena [Ray-nah]
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Dragoon Spirit: Blue-Sea (eventually?)
Weapon: Whip, has a weighted end and can be used for bludgeoning
Appearance & Whip:

Appearance & Whip

Outfit:

Outfit

Personality: Ever the cheerful soul, Raena doesn’t get down very easily. She’s not all that hard to describe. Happy, excitable, and has the attention span of a goldfish swimming in an energy drink.
History: Growing up in Lohan, Raena’s father was a shopkeeper who was a little too caught up in selling his wares, and a little too unaware of where his daughter went. Raena spent lots of her times playing around the Arena and watching the tournaments within. She especially loved the Hero Competition and often times would run around Lohan pretending to be a great warrior like those she saw. She was a common young friend among many of the shopkeepers and often worked for a few in exchange for some trinkets or a little gil to play the games in the arena. The girl never really saw much discipline growing up leading to her all-over-the-place, happy-go-lucky attitude.

Other: Some physics of the whip: When cracking a whip, the very tip of it usually goes faster than the speed of sound. This causes it to break the sound barrier, causing a small sonic boom. (From a lot of experience with a boyfriend who likes whips, I can say that these are definitely seen [the grass movement] and felt [mostly in your eardrums if you are thankfully, far away]) While a normal whip cannot cause lethal damage, you can get some serious high-speed abrasions, welts, and painful stings. Obviously Reana’s whip isn't exactly a normal whip. What she uses is more similar to a Jiujiebian, or chain whip.

chain whip

As a dragoon, Raena will attach magic energy to her "sonic booms/sonic waves" to perform certain attacks. For the purpose of this rp, I am ignoring the fact that her whip might not be as flexible as others >.<

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Jerus

Name: Jerus Jericho
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race(mermaid, wingly, human.): Human
Dragoon Spirit: Violet
Weapon: Hand-and-a-half sword and dagger
Appearance: Red hair with a subtle hint of black, making it darker than normal, lean, muscular build, earned from years working in fields and helping the blacksmith, 5' 10" tall, with blue-green eyes
Personality: Jerus is a quick wit with a subtle serious side, often making light of situations no matter how grave they are and always will to lend a helping hand. The only time you see him be serious is when someone's life beside's his own is in immediate danger. Is also quite the chivalrous gentleman.
History: Jerus was born the son of a blacksmith in the city of Fletz in Tiberoa. Most of his youth is reminiscant of working in the forge, helping his father both make and repair armor, weapons and even house hold items. When he wasn't doing that, he went and helped his friends work in the fields, whether it be tilling, planting or harvesting, he'd do it all. This led to a very athletic young man. When he turned 18, he set out on his own, his father having taught him the basics of how to hold and use a sword and dagger in combination. In the words of his father, "Just a sword keeps you from always hitting and just a dagger means you get too close. The two together are a perfect balance."

Keeping those words in mind, he's traveled ever since, unable to find a suitable place to become a blacksmith and, while he enjoyed helping with it, he wasn't meant to be a farmer. As he's traveled, he's grown more and more proficient with his chosen weapons, having been taught a little more by soldiers and guards on their down time.

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Samuel

Name: Samael
Age: 32
Gender: male
Race: Human
Dragoon Spirit: N/A
Weapon: Dual Kama blades with black steel blade and handles and red grips.
Appearance: Samael is of a medium build with medium length black hair and wears a chain-mail vest, a cloak, steel greaves, and boots that are all black. His kama blades are strapped to both sides of his greaves, beneath his cloak.
Personality: Chaotic Neutral is what defines who he is. Samael never liked to humor stupid ideas like good or evil, he'd always prefer just to do whatever the hell he wanted, especially if it was for money. He would take what he wanted, but it made things easier if he could just pay them off and leave it at that.
History: Samael was born to poor parents who worked on a farm east of Tiberoa. He never like the people he grew up with, and started to wonder why he should do the things he did for them, like his parents tried to raise him. He was lucky to grow up with the discovery that a few dead people didn't mean the end of the world. Killing them himself when it suited him followed soon after.

After a slightly more tolerable childhood than the average peasant, he discovered the joys of freelancing. applying his own work schedule gave him the sort of authority that even his clients had to respect. He would help them with what they needed, but he would ultimately get to decide if he helped them. He specialized in all kinds of jobs, from civil work to assassinations. He kept a low profile, but his name was synonymous with that of an experianced worker. Eventually, he was signed to work for a man named Armond, and everything has gone downhill since then.

{Completed, awaiting judgement}

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Basic information about the world.

I know that transformation is based on insanity or "battle rage", but since the world is deteriorating, it has become more difficult to make the transformations.

Dragoon magic: unable to summon dragons, however the other magics are usable.

I am not expecting anyone to die but it something does happen, the dragoon will pass to another person.

The only races are mermaid, wingly, and human. Gigantos are extinct.

I am going to allow you guys to decide on dragoons. Just remember Dark and Red-eyed are taken and Divine is unavailable.

Character Sheet
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race(mermaid, wingly, human.):
Dragoon Spirit:
Weapon:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:

Rules
1. No god-modding. We aren't Soa.
2. Sorry guys, no Gigantos.
3. I am only accepting ONE wingly. Half races are one each too, not including my character.
4. No full mermaids.
5. Don't ask about the plot. You may suggest things for the plot, but do not ask about it.
6. Obey ALL site rules or be banned from this role play.

I reserve the right to modify these rules at any time without notice. I will probably make a post about so dont worry about that.

DRAGOON MAGIC

White-Silver

Moon Light
Star Children
Gates of Heaven

Dark

Astral Drain
Death Dimension
Demons Gate

Red-Eyed

Flameshot
Explosion
Final Burst

Violet

Atomic Mind
Thunder Kid
Thunder God

Jade

Wing Blaster
Rose Storm
Gaspless

Blue-Sea

Freezing Ring
Rainbow Breath
Diamond Dust

Golden

Grand Stream
Meteor Strike

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

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"You are free to sever the chains of Fate that bind you..."

It has been thirty-one thousand years since the Dragon Campaign ended, and humans took their future.

Twenty thousand years ago, Dart Feld and his companions saved the world of Endiness from Melbu Frahma's plan of destruction. For years there was a comfortable peace between the nations of Serido, Tiberoa, and Mille Seseau. Thousands of years later, war broke out. Man turned against man seemingly over night in a frenzied desire for carnage. No one could figure out why. That is until a what was considered a lost race resurfaced.
Mermaids.
They told the humans and what was left of the winglies that when the Moon That Never Sets crashed into the Tree of Life, the world's life began to crumble. The only thing that could save them now was, everyone's surprise, was the being of the 108th fruit; the Moon Child.
Everyone knew the legends, old and new. Every 108th year, a child would be born with a special soul. The soul of a god. This child would bring peace and joy to Endiness. However, every time this occurred, a creature known as the Black Monster would kill and devour the god child.
The cycle had supposedly gone full circle in the city of Neet when the Black Monster killed Princess Louvia, daughter of Queen Theresa, twin of Shana. The Black Monster made a mistake killing Louvia rather than Shana, leaving the Moon Child alive.
They now know that the Moon Child was the bringer of destruction and the Black Monster was revealed to be Rose, the Dark Dragoon, who slew the Moon Child to prevent the destruction.
This however was not entirely accurate. The Moon was not the true body of the Moon Child. Melbu Frahma was wicked and deceitful, he wanted the power of the god for himself. He created a psudo-body, the Moon That Never Sets, as a way to steal the Moon Childs power. When at last he was able to take the power, he sapped energy from the world to allow the transformation, using the Tree of Life as a channel. When Melbu Frahma was defeated, the channel was left open and the planet's life slowly flowed out into the Moon That Never Sets and dissipated.
After Shana passed and 108 years went by, the Moon Child did not descend to Endiness and never would. the soul of the god was trapped once more within the Tree of Life and several new fruits grew on its boughs.
Eight fruit.
Each containing a fragment of the god's soul.
Each ready to fall and bring hope and joy once more to Endiness.

The mermaids say only the Dragoons can claim the fruits, but the spirit stones have been lost through the ages. It is said that Dart convinced the others to seal away their Dragoon Spirits so they could never be used for evil. He spent many of his later years searching for the Dark and Red-Eye spirits. They were never found. He told only his children how to find and retrieve them, but like all things, this too was lost to the tides of time.