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Dark Souls: Sins of the Lords

Gregor, The Iron Hide

Name: Gregor, The Iron Hide

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Weapon: Simple bastard sword and tower shield

Armor: Heavy black iron armor making him slow, relying on his armor and toughness to survive rather than speed.

Curse: Undead - nearing hollow

History: Gregor Fought in the armies of Berenike known for their extremely heavy weapons and armor. He fought the undead that constantly wandered into Berenike. He fought long and hard, he was eventually killed by a dozen hollows. some time later he dragged himself out of his own grave, he began to wander searching for purpose. he died over and over again slowing losing what humanity he retained.

He is forgetful sometimes even losing track where he is or who he is with. When confronted he fights with tenacity and brutality, while shruging off blows that would stop lesser warriors.

Dark Souls: Sins of the Lords

OMG, how did I miss this before. Is this still open?

Earth, February 2nd, 3672

This is an intriguing start. Color me interested

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@Diggerton

Of course. I would only use that on a player sparingly and with their consent. I understand the concern though.

Edit: its more of something to be used against "lesser creatures" rather than players, like beasts or NPC trash mobs. it would be weak or ineffective against players/bosses. im not trying to be grossly OP lol

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Got room for another Gents?
@agentmanatee turned me on to this, lol.

Hider

Name:Unyat (oon-yAt)

Race:Old One or Elder Thing
Appearance:

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Unyat does not wear any clothing but does have Small Creatures (Nglui) always crawling on his body
Inventory: The Black Lexicon a tome of profane and black rituals authored by Unyat himself filled with magical theory and lost magic.
Ritual Knife a knife made from obsidian and blessed to be used in terrible ceremonies.
Nglui Who are enslaved to Unyat's mind.

Special Abilities:
Necromacy, Able to raise the dead and enslave them to his will for a brief period of time before the magic fades. They are very strong however as they are powered by magic rather than muscle but this means the magic only lasts a few days at most.
Mind Magic, Able to invade the minds of others to either destroy or enslave their minds or render them hopelessly insane.
Resistance to Black Magic, Through eons of working with Black Magic Unyat is nearly immune to it and the madness that accompanies the lost magic.

Personality: Old, and distrusting of others. However, he will pursue magical knowledge with tenacity especially if it pertains to his ancient gods.

History: Unyat had lived in the deepest tunnels and lost parts of the world for many eons, civilizations and great heroes lived and died above and around him but they mattered little to Unyat. He ignored them as minor trifles that needlessly distracted him from his ultimate goal, bringing the old gods back to the world. To survive Unyat preyed on the foolish who ventured too deep. Over the passing years, Unyat found in a deep tunnel a small colony of Nglui feasting on someone who had tried to navigate through the deep tunnels. The Nglui are extremely aggressive and are capable of stripping a body to the bones in a matter of a few minutes. Unyat enslaved the small creatures to his will with a dark ritual.

Dark ritual and black magics are nothing strange to Unyat. He obsesses about magical theory and strives to learn ever more. In the tunnels he strove to learn the oldest of rituals, striving for the lost connection to his elder gods. While never bringing his gods into this realm the portals did occasionally allow something through, though it was never helpful and often made the deeps more dangerous if that where possible.

Little Wars

@LokiLeo789OK, thanks for the info Loki

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@Yennefer@agentmanatee@LeoricAquila@Savage@LokiLeo789@ClocktowerEchos@Eisenhorn

Role call for everyone. Please reply if you are still interested in the game.

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The Pale Queen in her throne gives birth to several more future warriors and awaits reports from her scouts, while several convoys of slaves and warriors make their way to Q10 by climbing across the outside walls of the house. After the alliance request was formally accepted by the Union plans for a small outpost where made, a ceramic pot full of dirt would suffice as a trading hub between the Union, Ants and Spider guilds.

one team of Scouts give their report on the Tatos expansion into the end table tower, an annoying growth of the Tatos but of little importance. "General Alara, I want you to make plans for a raid on these Tatos. Weaken them, bloody them, remind them to fear us." General Alara bows in the darkness, Yes, Mother. shall we take prisoners."

"No survivors, the Tatos are too proud to be proper slaves, and too weak. Bring any back to us, they will make a fine meal."

Ambassador Takah interjects, "Mother, that may cause some resentment among the other tribes. Some of them seem to be taking the Hootins in. their Tatos cousins are likely to be viewed much the same way."

"That is none of our concern. Let them hate, so long as they fear us."

Another group of scouts came in to the chambers, the lead scout gives the report. "Mother, we have found a cache of supplies, great cans of 'DR. Pepper. and a box containing some latex tubes, we are unsure of their intended use but would make excellent bow material."

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Scout group 1352-234

Creeping along the ceiling banister above the bathroom the lead scout calls to a halt and watches something happening below him. "Sir, this is roach territory.. we cant stop" says one of the scouts in a hushed tone. The leader however ignores the comment and continues watching. "There is a new tribe here, some fish people. They seem strong, but they are so few." one of the other scouts comments, Best not worry about them then, the roaches will take them out before long. Still... We should inform the general. all these new comers are making me uncomfortable.

The Grim Crusade [Warhammer 30,000 RP]

The Paladins Eternal march is a tightly ordered ranks, perfect squares of knights and marines. Maximus walks at its head surrounded by his honor guard and several Valkyries orbiting above the legion, the 5th company of Blazing sisters walking ahead of the 2nd Cohort’s column. Behind the Paladins the Imperial Army follows in a reasonably disordered mess, men riding on tanks and chimera transports as much as they are inside of them. Now that the Paladins are together with the sisters and Erron’s battle Maximus begins to formulate his plan and make his orders over the Vox. ”Valkyrie one and two, do a flyby of Erron’s position. I need tactical data.” with a short word two of them veer off and begin scanning the unfolding battle. Maximus studies in real time as the armies clash. He pauses reading and re-reading the positions of the Void Stalkers fighting. ”Valkyrie one, re-scan and confirm position of Void Stalkers”
”The scans are correct my Caesar, visual confirmation of Void Stalker position.”

Maximus nods silently, this situation is far more dire than he had thought if the Void Stalkers are bloodying their hands directly. He considers the data carefully again, running through the battle scenario in his mind before relaying his orders. “First, Second, and Tenth, you will relieve Erron in the center, you will cut through any Orks in your path.” Says Maximus in an emotionless tone, “Seventh, you shall be rear guard. Protect the Apothecary stations and our retreat. All other Cohorts, we shall drive the Orks back, hook around and join up with the main force of the Wild Blades.” Simultaneously each other general replies “Yes my Caesar” but Domitius, continues “What of the Blazing sisters and Imperial Army?” Maximus thinks a brief moment, “The Blazing sisters will follow the spear head to reinforce Erron while the Paladins drive the Orks back, and the Imperial Army will set up their artillery and support the Seventh.”

General Loch opens a vox channel, “All due respect my Lord, we are veterans. I request a position in the tip of the spear.” Maximus ponders this for a moment before answering, “Pick your hundred best, they will join the Blazing sisters.” As Maximus finished his orders Captain Antiope, and General Loch both reply with “Yes my Lord"

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Maximus began detecting the battle on his short range auspex scanner, only a few more moments before hell would rain down on the Orks. He began picking up frantic orders coming from the wild blades as they fought for their lives beneath a ceaseless tide of Orks. He broadcast on every vox frequency “Imperator Aeternum!” as a battle cry for his troops to rally behind and a greeting to his brother’s legions. His targeting HUD began to light up with thousands of possible targets, he picked a spot near the crumbling center hoping that his fire would give his brother some breathing room. Seconds later each other Knight began to hammer away with their weapons scouring a path between the Paladins and Erron. The Blazing Sisters and their attatched Imperial Army followed the spear made by the first, second, tenth, and Maximus. Dozens of other rhinos followed the Sisters carrying hundreds of Paladin devastator marines and Terminators. The rest of the knights kept firing and began to veer off coming in behind the Wild blades.

Maximus flanked by his Honor Guard and Generals finally smashed into the ork ranks, still hundreds of meters from Erron. Maximus yelled into his vox "Ignore them, we go to the center, crush them beneath your mighty treads!" The knights formed a tight group, nearly touching as Maximus lead the very tip of the spear, flame and bolter poured from the knights at the edge trying to keep the Orks back and make room for the rhinos. the rhinos had little trouble traversing the blasted gap left by the knights only driving though corpses crushed flat and a few orks trying to rejoin the battle.

Domitius speaks calmly into his vox even while his titan class flamer purges a thousand Orks from the field "My Caesar, they will envelop us soon. Retreat will be impossible." Maximus laughs into the vox cheerfully "What gave you the impression that retreat was an option?" he asked rhetorically. Moments later the Knights where nearing the collapsing center and made a thin path for the Rhinos into the heart of Erron's bubble. The Rhinos entered swiftly and unloaded their cargo of Terminators, Imperial Storm Troopers and Blazing Sisters who rushed towards all sides and started to relieve the harrased Blades. The knights began to fan out as well and blasting the orks away from the center. Maximus says into the vox "Brother Erron, You where expecting us?"

Even as he said the words dozens of Paladin Eternal terminators found Errons position and rushed the Orks around him, using their massive bulk and strength to push the horde back several paces. A squad of Imperial strom troopers followed them and started firing around the newly formed shield wall into the orks, with General Loch and their head shouting orders into his vox and firing his plasma pistol.

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The rest of the Paladins came in behind the Wild Blades fighting desparately to join their Primarch and started to carve furrows into the ork lines and thinning the horde. The arrival of the Paladins and the destruction being rained down uppon the orks gave the Wild Blades a second wave of corage, they rallied and began driving the orks back with redoubled fervor.

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@Lauder

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