Yevin — Roleplayer Guild

Adelfonsus’ boots crunched on the balled up snow of the pavement. They finally made it to Vancouver. After some much encouraging from Fonsus, his sister drove them to the Canadian city. It was a two hour drive, shoved in the back of her ford truck. Fonsus held the door open as his two friends climbed out. He slammed it shut and waved to his sister. She honked twice before peeling off. The agreed time was a 6pm pickup at the same spot so they could be home for dinner and his mother wouldn’t get any ideas of their whereabouts.

“Right.” Fonsus said. He adjusted the beanie on his head, pulling it down to cover the tips of his ears. He clapped his hands together suddenly, waking himself up and startling the others. He cleared his throat. 

“Rich, uh, do you have the address? Oh, wait. It might be in here.” He swung off the backpack he brought with. In it was some valuable items such as a paper map, pencils, Canadian cash, some snacks and water, and, of course, a scrap piece of paper with the Vancouver address where they were hoping to find Prof. Crowley. (he kept the bag spare…in case they needed to swipe some things. Like a book Richard might think would help them with the painting project.)

“Yup.” He zipped up the pack and whipped out his phone. With a few taps, they had their GPS running. “It’s going to be the general location, so we’ll have to keep an eye for what we’re looking for… It’s a half an hour walk. You guys ready?”

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There are two "peoples" in this world. One of these people are a type of elven fairy. They live deep in the forest; their actual village/town is hidden from the other tribe by various spells and magic. They consider themselves more civilized compared to the other tribe. The elven fairies have what they call "seers" and these people are able to "vision" the future such as future events whether they be good or bad. But this "practice" of magic cannot be done intentionally by the individual. It's almost as if they're granted with these visions by random. The seers are viewed almost on a skeptic level by the rest, especially since recently no visions have been procured and the number of seers have dwindled. There are two seers in the whole of the elven fairy tribe. One of which is my character. The elven fairys are led by a high-standing woman who is quite arrogant and views the other tribe as unworthy. However, there is an "agreement" [rather unspoken than anything] that they will not trespass each others lands.

The other tribe lives near the ocean cliffsides of the land [this is a must]. They are more tribal than the elves and may be more cave-man-like. In my head, I see them living openly with hide huts and decorate themselves with tattoos or paint. They're most prized possessions would be their mount [horse or whatever] and their weapon [club, bow, spear, whatever]. However, since this would be more your creation here, I'll let you have freedom to build what you want. Or we can hash out ideas. The sketch I have so far: they're dark in skin and humor; they burn their dead instead of burying them. They're not afraid of blood and diet is mostly meat. They're human-like. I don't want to be playing opposite minotaurs or similar though. Just FYI. 

There is a history of conflict between the two people/tribes. They don't trade with each other. Rather, they rarely cross paths with each other nowadays. However, if the elven tribe has found a stray individual from the other tribe within their lands, they been known to be cruel and torturous before leaving the maimed body near the outskirts of the others land. The same or worse could be said of the other tribe against the elven tribe [up to you]. But, in the present, it has been many years since such an occurrence has happened. So, when paths are crossed, different reactions may take place. 

The plot, so far: A young seer is found unconscious on the outskirts of the other tribe's land. He is found with his wings torn off: a mark of rejection from his people. Without his wings, he cannot perform magic. A significant member of the other tribe [leader, son of leader, etc.] discovers him on a patrol or with a hunting party [minor details to me, really]. Now the seer is taken as a curiosity, or prize/trophy, or pet, or whatever. When it is discovered his rejection was a vision of grand proportions [external forces destroying both tribes and everyone dies], even the other tribe laughs in his face. Until the seer and his captor discover the "external force" the seer spoke of: ships with black sails anchoring at the bottom of the cliffs. If the rest of the vision was true, it was only a matter of time before battles started. The seer spoke of both tribes falling but the vision showed the outsiders from the ships destroying the captor's tribe first before felling the elven tribe. The seer is not confident the vision can be thwarted but the captor thinks if the path is changed, the outcome may change. He proposes both tribes working together to get rid of this unknown threat.

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