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OOC Purpose

The Purpose of the Marked, is event driven RP that focuses on Monster Hunting, the eradication of ‘Rogue Mages’ and the study of all things considered abnormal or abomination as well as the encouragement of folklore driven RP. 

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Short Description


The Marked are an organization of monster hunters for hire.

 

Originally founded in Anthos under the guidance and studies of Adeon of Rhoswen and Temp Thersist. The group originally acted as a unit for gathering intelligence and scouting potential weak points for future siege. Eventually introduced to various beasts and repeatedly forced to combat mages, the unit was repurposed to specialize in the removal of what had simply been referred to as ‘Monsters.’

Majority of the Marked’s early life was spent simply eliminating lesser creatures such as the common Vodnik and Harpy. It wasn’t until the Cockatrice incident that the Marked were given any form of recognition within the Rose and the Orenian Empire. Even after the incident, Notoriety of the Marked was generally contained within the Rose and all actions taken by the Marked were simply considered actions of White Rose.

The Exodus placed the Marked in an odd position, the Rose had been disbanded as the men took to Aeldin and the group had simply become an Imperial Organization. The Master of the Guild was given a spot on the Privy Council and was considered the ‘Go to’ for matters of the unknown. For years, the group expanded and various splinter organizations began to spring up, thus resulting in an internal power struggle, eventually eradicating 654 of the remaining 712 members, only 32 of which were considered field effective and were of age for Imperial services.

Given Order by the Imperial Council, the Headmaster returned to lands of Old and made way for Imperial Return. A few years in, most of the Marked returned to the Old world, carrying news of the Organization’s falling. The Isle that had housed the Marked was a breeding ground for many abominations and the location was an intentional training ground. Unknown to them, it had also housed a large Silver Drake, considered dormant by the locals. For reasons unknown, the Drake not only became active, it seemed to actively assault the strong points held by Imperial forces along the isle and within surrounding lands.

In full retreat, the remaining Marked fled the isle, returning to lands of Old and hoping to establish themselves once more. Once there, the number of surviving members was greatly diminished due to pogroms which cost the lives of many of the initiates and mages among the group, because of this, only four remained. The four created a strict code of ethics modeled off of the Knights', both for the preservation of the Marked traditions as well as to ensure the group is never targeted again.

 

-Steel for men, Aurum for monsters-

 

-Never to marry.-

 

-Never to produce offspring.-

 

-Never to ascend beyond the status of a commoner.-

 

-To remain loyal to the code.-

 

-To remain neutral when possible.-

 

-To never fight in a war between men.-

 

-To not solve with swords what can be solved with words-

 

-To protect the mundane and innocent.-

 

-To persevere to the end in any hunt begun.-

 

-To slay those who refuse payment.-

 

To defend your life when it is threatened.-

 

-To take responsibility for personal actions.-

 

-To not choose between a lesser or greater evil.-

 

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After recent events,  the Marked Men are now a completely neutral organisation, allied with no nation whatsoever and involving themselves in no international conflicts or politics.

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Completed Large / Grand Hunts

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/111012-a-beast-put-to-rest/?hl=hippogriff
((Gonna take some digging to find these so, give me a few days.))

 

Cave demon- (Post Pending)

Hydra- (Post Pending)

Kayran- (Post pending)

Blood Mages-

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/121393-maelstrom-of-blood/

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Ranking of The Marked

Master

The Leader of the Marked. Has final say in all matters.

Adeon of Rhoswen
(Sode1)

 

Veteran

 

Tried and tested many times, the Marked's senior members are now recognized as Veterans.


Marked
 

The Fully trained and bulk force of the Marked, these men attend Hunts, gather required resources and function under the guidance / teachings of the Marked.

 

Initiates

 

These people are untrained, inexperienced and are considered absolutely useless in combat.

Typically very young, these are the recruits of the Marked. These people are given the general training of the marked and are expected to specialize within a particular branch of training, be it Medical, Magical or something else entirely.


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Honorary Titles

These titles command a certain amount of respect but do not give men any command above the standard rank. The titles are purely cosmetic and will be difficult to obtain.

Master of Arms

The Master at Arms creates the arms and armor used by the marked. He is responsible for assigning proper arms and armor to match the talents of each man within the organization.

Master of the Arcane

The Master of the Arcane knows a great deal about all things considered magical in nature. Furthermore, this figure is expected to be an experienced mage and possess significant knowledge on how to neutralize magical threats.


Lorekeeper

The Lorekeeper is in control of all matters involving the study of unknown plants, creatures and substances. They will be expected to maintain the private libraries. They will also be expected to have an in depth knowledge of all known creatures, herbs and folklore.

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With Minor research into the Marked, a common location is mentioned across each rumor and kill, a small Chapel in Aldersberg. Should you pursue the minor bit of information that you've been given and approach the chapel, you'd spot a crude carving of an Ouroboros in the Church entry hall, on the left wall just below a support. Should you continue in, 3 men, each wearing identical garb and with a longsword across their laps would be seated within the pews.

((For the RP Environment involved with the application or contract))

Application Format

MC Name:

IC Name:

Age:

Race:

Minor Backstory:

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Contract Format


MC Name of Contract Writer:

IC Name of Contract Writer:

Creature of Hunt:

Requested Proof of Kill:

Payment upon Completion:

((There will be Edits to this post, containing Images and Etc.))

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MC Name: Islamadon

IC Name: Eskel of Moren

Age: 35

Race: Human

Minor Backstory:

 

Eskel was born during the Carrion rule of Oren. He was born into a Hamlet in the outskirts of Abresi, which produced wheat and various other crops. It was a humble first years for Eskel. Nothing went wrong, but nothing went right. His family was very poor, and lived off soup and cheap food. But that didn't stop him. Eskel developed many skills from such a life, which helped him work and prosper. He learnt farming, society and politics, and most importantly, a skill which would help him during the worst of times. Hunting, and combat.

 

When Eskel moved to Athera and settled in Petrus, it was a sign he needed to preform acts to give back to Oren for what he was given. Life.

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Accepted. Details will be PM'd to you shortly, followed with instance of RP required for integration.

((This will be done on the Server over a Forum PM.))

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((MC Name: Voidsoldier))

A young boy standing at a respectable height for his age approaches. He doesn't seem lost, rather he looks as if he has found what he was looking for. His hair is pale along with his skin and he isn't wearing much more than rags. He approaches the nearest man, striking up a conversation about being recruited. 

 

"What's your name, son?" the tall man questioned as the boy glanced upwards "Karasu." His voice was coarse and yet to be fully developed, though it had a certain ring of determination to it. 

"Karasu... Edg..." He stops himself from saying it, shrugging lightly as he continues "How old?" "Twleve." He met each question with a relaxed, but firm, tone, not wasting time in answering

 

The man, using his wondrous eye sight and quick wits determined the boy was a Human from the shape of his ears and various other obvious traits, not bothering to ask 

"Where do you come from kid?" He asked simply, a light yawn escaping his lips. For the first time the boy seemed less than enthused to answer. Regardless, he spoke up "Nowhere worth hearing. I was born to a family of farmers in Thales. During the famine I hunted for them. Got lost one trip, ended up on a different boat over here, haven't seen them since." He pauses, hardly interested in telling his empty story. He veers off subject as he continues 

 

​"I only hope to receive a chance at becoming a Unbled Fledgling. I will prove myself from there."

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Gesturing across the room to the figure seated in the front pew, the man speaks out a final time, "You will follow that man. When he leaves, you follow. When spoken to, you will answer his questions. Until he speaks to you, you are but a shadow."

((Will send the PM here shortly.))

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MC Name:
ACanadianCraft
IC Name:
Proyce laRouge
Age:
28
Race:
Human
Minor Backstory:
Proyce was born the son of an Auvergnian couple, one common, the other noble. However he was born during The Exodus, surrounded by Kaedreni. This resulted in his Auvergnian culture being suppressed to a great extent. As a boy, he was trained by his grandfather, and several other notable White Roses. And when he reached manhood, he was knighted by Peter Chivay. Shortly thereafter, he entered the Fringe and assumed the position of Morangard. He remained The Emperor's guard for some time, but resigned to focus on things of a more knightly nature. Following his resignation he delved into things of a more medical nature, and became a moderately skilled field surgeon. Before long he settled in Aldersberg in Thales, then later in Athera.
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Accepted. Details will be PM'd to you shortly, followed with instance of RP required for integration.

((This will be done on the Server over a Forum PM.))

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The snow dusts upon the mountains near the Imperial Camp of Angren, imperial men march around a lone Northerner, his face scarred and his hair a mess. Gerald was there, his eyes averting to the mountains ever so often, as he continued to collect lumber with his soldiers. But, something felt missing, the spark from his life felt, empty. His hands clasp together as he starts to walk around the camp, business as usual. Nothing looked amiss or astray, but everything in his mind conflicted with his current tasks. 

He removes his gloves, small scars torn upon them as he crosses the bridge, leading away from the camp. 

 

The sound of crows and various creatures fill the night air, as the camp sounds fade off into the distance behind him. "It has been a while, too long." The Northerner sighs, stepping onto the snow infront of him, his longsword sheathed on his belt. "White Wolf, shall hopefully call upon us soon, as I need to live up to my family's legacy." Gerald moves his feet outwards, shifting them into a relaxed stanced, his right foot infront of his left. His right hand slowly moving to the top of his pommel, the brown eyes of the northerner closing. With a small step, his right hand lashing outwards, drawing the blade in a single movement, his left hand flying forward, a rock shooting outwards to the air infront of him. The follow up is lead by the steel which reflects upon the light of the moon, it diagonally slicing the air which picked up speed. "It begins again." 

 

Sweat drips down from Gerald's forehead as he continues training, the cold weather blasting upon his body, he was refining his techniques for when the White Wolf called upon Gerald.

 

When he needed to fulfill his duty, and continue the service of the Marked.

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MC Name:

Dion3000

 

IC Name:

Acacius Light

 

Age:

21

 

Race:

Human

 

Minor backstory:

Acacius is the bastard son of the Former White Rose Man-At-Arms Dion Light, who is currently serving as a First Ensign in the Imperium Tertius. He was born during the Exodus, so he got to know many allies of his father. Acacius was always told stories of Dion's life in Kaedrin, so The Marked came up a few times. Acacius took great interest in his father's stories, particularly the stories of the elite group of men who would hunt the monsters that most others had feared. In the Fringes, Acacius lived in Kaldonia, as the relationship between father and son slowly began to diminish. In Thales, Acacius resided in Aldersburg and now in Athera, he is currently a freelancer looking for work.

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Jack Spade, Witcher of the Raev in Anthos, rocks back and forth in his rocking chair.

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Accepted. Details will be PM'd to you shortly, followed with instance of RP required for integration.

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MC Name: sneakyboss101

IC Name: Crix

Age: 22

Race: Human

Minor Backstory: Crix is a built type of man, he recently just arrived in Athera but wasn't unaware of the marked. He was born in the Fringe, with his mother dying at birth and his dad dying in war with the dwarves he was left alone. When he arrived in Oren he witnessed many attempts on Vibius' life. Soon before that he meet an man Dion Light who directed him to the Marked as they would treat him like a brotherhood.

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