Eadvar - The Fallen God [OOC and Application]

[Z3r05t4r 855]

Eadvar – The Fallen God

 

Only dark tidings and dire news are what comes today. The Necromancers of Hatun have beaten the kingdom of Gardoar in many a battle already, a city and a fortress fallen to their relentless assault. Undead sprawl up all across the world, forgotten tombs open up, foul beings awake, lich which are supposed to rest for yet another thousand years come to surface. The Dwarves and Rmar have signed a fragile peace recently in Urulush. The Troll hordes are on the move in the South. Everywhere where one goes, the world is falling to chaos, death and suffering. As if there was an entity inciting all bad things in the world to happen at once.

 

But your story begins elsewhere. Imprisoned for various circumstances, whether you committed a crime or not, you were being hauled from the capital of Gardoar, Buba, to a prison just west from Peford. By cart, by ship and by cart again. No rest for your weary backs and rears, bumpy roads and uncomfortable wooden benches in the ship.

 

At last, as a first kind gesture of many, you are allowed to eat in quiet, in the mess hall of the prison of Peford…

 

 

 

Information

 

Welcome to this little FRP of mine. It will be a character-focused forum RP where the participants pose a group of adventures to explore the world of Eadvar, quest, adventure, experience and grow their characters accordingly. It may not be overly pre-story currently, I have decided in order to save me effort and to give me more freedom, I will make up most on the go as it comes. Input is of course also welcome. The game runs without dice and is not turn based, but based on logical RP, which can be conducted at the same time. I do hope my interventions and actions will be just, but remember to use common sense and know what your character can do and can't.

 

All of you will start as common people, nobodies, so to speak. Imprisoned for crimes unbeknownst to me (the choice is yours, see application form at the bottom), you meet eachother in the mess hall of Peford Prison, where your adventure begins. I have races and world map prepared and a rough idea of how things are and where it may go. In the end, you are free to do in this FRP.

 

If you have outstanding questions, please go ahead and ask. We are also utilizing a Skype groupchat for OOC discussion, so it may be convenient to contact me (see my profile for my Skype) so I may add you.

 

Worldmap:

 

 

 

Races:

 

Human – Used as reference for other races mostly, at heights from 1.4 meters to 2 meters, humans field common hair tones and eye colours, with body types from fat, chubby, average, slim, strong.

 

Orc – Tall, in skin variations of red, brown, green and black, at heights of 1.6 to 2.3 meters, Orcs field exceptionally dark hair (grey for aged ones), but eye colours alike to humans. They are on average broader than the normal human, have often less of an affinity for the arcane, but compensate it through sheer strength and endurance. It is said that the Orcs were made by the god Ralk, who took Humans and gave them his own power.

 

Dwarves – Opposed to the Orc, short, but as resilient. At heights from 1 to at most 1.4 meters, they share hair colours and eye colours with humans. Otherwise they are never any slim dwarves.

 

Drakkar – The most ancient race of all, some may claim, but it is said, they origins from humans too, who were dipped into the blood of the world dragon when it was slain by the god Kar’thur. They are exceptionally tall as well, few of them even outsizing Orcs. Their skin is alike of a dragon, they sport wings as well, though they are incapable of flight. 1.8 to 2.4 meters. Skin variations in brown, green, tan, grey, blueish, and white. All their eyes are purple, inherited from the world dragon’s blood.

 

Enkraeni – Made by a god even forgotten by time, these tree people who are alike humans in terms of size and body build, field brown bark-like skin, flowing leafy hair of green, red, yellow and brown with eyes of either green or blue.

 

Troll – Some claim a cousin of the Orc. Similar to humans, except for their pale blue skin and their extraordinary long noses and ears.

 

Crystal Elf – Blessed by the essence of the gods themselves, fragile in body but mighty in mind, one could claim, the old crystal elves range from 1.6 to 2.1 meters in height. They are all rather pale, possess light skin tones and hair colours with brown being the darkest. Their eyes are blue, green or purple.

 

Blood Elf – Named as their blood is making them alike humans. Only the taller height and pointy ears give them away from the normal man.

 

Skarprack – Loathed by many, the Skarprack are a race of oversized cockroaches. Thick carapace, antlers and other perks make them formidable beings in times of need and giving them a kind of natural armour. Only their size makes them inferior to other races. 1.2 to 1.6 meters. The eyes are black and the carpace is either brown or black with little variation between.

 

Rmar – Proud and natural foes of the dwarves, the Rmar are made of stone. Unlike golems they are living beings and not magical summons. They are broad, towering tall and solid. Their stone material is either grey or light brown. Their eyes are amazingly unique, what makes them valuable as a trade commodity for the dwarves, who have hunted them to tear out their eyes and sell them. Gems of white, red, blue, purple, green and sometimes even rainbow coloured, give them their sight. 2 to 2.6 meters.

 

 

More information will follow at a later date.

[Z3r05t4r 855]

Character Application

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Race:

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you):

 

Background Story:

 

Reason for imprisonment:

[EndCallCaesar 484]

Name: Sayadar Vrumadi

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Race:  Drakkar

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you):

Grey scaled, about 2.1 meters tall(6'9 feet roughly, this is more for me than anything. lol). He has several deep scars along his back and his wings. He has a mesomorph body type. He generally looks at things with a squint in his right eye, and appears perpetually disgruntled.

 

Background Story:

At a young age Sayadar got into much trouble. He would steal and break things, usually for no other reason than to see what happened. Now most of this was because he himself was an orphan, an urchin of sorts living on the streets. Eventually he was publicly flogged and then put in prison for 5 years at the age of 18 for several accounts of vandalism and theft. While in prison he kept to himself and thought over his actions, in prison he lacked the freedom he once possessed and this motivated him to attempt escaping several times, each time getting caught in an attempt. While this forced him to be more clever about his actions, it also resulted in more flogging and years added onto his sentence. After 2 years the warden of his prison decided he needed to be transferred to a prison with better security, and so began the trip that would take him to Buba.

 

Reason for imprisonment:

Vandalism, theft, and 7 escape attempts.

[dirtryhary 26]

Name: Ciaphias Roth

Age: Twenty

Gender: Male

Race: Human

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): Tall for his race, Roth stands at six feet. Wiry, he is underweight and strung out. But that would not do to underestimate him, he is strong. Gaunt faced, and solemn, Roth keeps to himself. He's notable for trying to stick to his moral compass, not necessarily a good thing.

 

Background Story: Roth has spent eighteen years of his life as a simple farmer in the suburbs around Gardoar. His mother died giving birth to him, leaving his father to raise him. Life was simple and good, as any farmer's life can be. But as the years progressed Roth's rogue personality developed. He would always like to have a bit of fun, be it tipping a cow or sneaking into a croft to lay in the hay. Charming and witty, his harmless charades may annoy but not anger his neighbors. As he reached nineteen Roth began to frequent the capital. Eventually his actions brought him to run in with a local city gang. They would do boyish things, break windows, steal items, and such. But as a year went by the gang of street boys and urchins grew. Many were hauled away by city watch, others were betrayed. Through all this Roth survived, and grew. Things got serious, breaking into houses, stealing horses, petty theft. Thing were getting good, Roth had left his father at twenty. Living in the capital the thief prospered. Having a small room bought in a tavern, the city was open to him. Things were going to get good... (Would it be possible to have Ciaphias have necromancer talents? Maybe he would have to have it awaken in him, and not really be used for evil.)

 

Reason for imprisonment: As Roth and the gang grew, so too did their greed. Eventually the highest members plotted for one of the best takes of their life. The armies have been mustering for years, to face the growing necromancer threat. All soilders needed some form of pay, especially the elites. With the demand for troops so high in the collapsing fronts, convoys this close to the capital were less guarded. The gang would dress as common brigands, and try for the gold in those chest. Waiting in the woods near the capital, Roth and other compatriots waited. As expected only a small column of troops marched alongside two carts. Crossbows twanged, and a few men dropped. Running from cover, the gang stormed the troops. They held to the last, but were ultimately outnumbered and killed. Most of the gang however was dead or wounded, they had to act fast. Consolidating all the gold, the leader and his top cronies hiked onto the carts. As Roth and some of the lower tier members made for the carts, they were halted. The leader has his crossbow pointed straight at Roth. Smiling, they all heard the thundering gallop of an incoming solider patrol. "Some one has to take the blame, sorry lads" Dashing away in the carts, they kept Roth and his men frozen in place. It was that or be shot. The cavalry came in behind them, surrounding the gang members. "Well well well, what do we have here? Caught a few brigands reveling in their loot. Kill them, but spare that one" The sergeant said pointing to Roth. 

[Sovereign_of_Solaris 39]

Name: Tyvaer Shadowbinder

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Race: Blood Elf

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): Distrustful, Two-Face, Manipulative, Charismatic, Racial Superiority (He views himself and his kin above all other races which can make it difficult to work with others.)

 

Standing at roughly at 6'7 his body build is slim and agile, he has silver white hair reaching his shoulders. Bright piercing Green eyes. While he may at time come off as friendly those who stay around him quickly notice his distrust and disdain for other races only working with them if required, though his respect and friendship can be earned, it's seldom given.

                                                                   

Background Story:  At a younger age he always was on the move. His family often traveled city to city village to village earning a living by selling their services, it wasn't the greatest life, but around when he turned 17 he knew what he wanted. Knowledge. And nothing would ever stop him. Upon turning 18 he abandoned his family and took on the name of one of his ancestors, Shadowbinder. He spent years searching for information and clues of his heritage which his family had either forgotten or meant to erase from history. He discovered vague information of a Dark Magician whom went by the name Shadowbinder, in searching for deeper answers he found himself futily and persistently trying to enter a Magic School which he was constantly denied due to his manipulative nature. But one fateful night he was able to enter a Magic Guilds library, without permission mind you. Where he was caught attempting to steal tomes of knowledge and study dark arts. For this he was not only barred from entrance permanently but he was sent to Buba for his crimes. 

                                                                                               

Reason for imprisonment:   Trespassing, attempted theft, assault and accused of studying dark arts.

[MTVSHBG 10]

Name: Cren Sycamore

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Enkraeni

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): 1.8 Meters tall (6.2 ft) Autumn Hair (Orange, Red, Yellow, Brown) Thin, Kind, Promotes Pacifism when Possible (Self Defense is perfectly acceptable though)

 

Background Story: Cren lived happily with his Family. It was just him, his mother, and his father. They didn't have a lot of money, but were happy because they had each other. One day Cren found a coin pouch in the street, and brought it home, expecting praise. Instead he was scolded, because someone else might need that money more. Rather than keep the money, Cren and his family donated it. From then on, Cren gave what he could. He was a peaceful person, and promoted pacifism, but had no problems defending himself. When he was 18 and began wandering from place to place, in an attempt to promote selflessness.

 

Reason for imprisonment: When Cren was 20, he met a homeless man who refused any gift from Cren. Rather than accept a gift from Cren, he offered a trade. The homeless man offered a pouch with a mystery item in it, in return for the money Cren was offering him. Cren accepted, and took the pouch. The man took the money, and dashed off. Cren peered in the bag, and saw a toy man. Cren pulled the toy man from the bag, and it let out a bloodcurdling screech, and transformed, in Cren's hand, into a corpse. The Guards came running, and seeing Cren, and the corpse, quickly arrested him, no matter how much he tried to explain. Cren was was sentenced to murder, and sent to Buba for three years in jail.

[justDEWit 133]

Character Application

Name: Rocky "Rock"  Jr.

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Male

Race: Rmar

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): 

Violent, Optimistic, Shy, and Independant. 

 

2.1 meters (6 feet and 10 inches) in height. Right eye is a red/white gem, while the other is a blue/black gem. Skin is a light grey color, and a small part is chipped off of the left knee. Bald.  

 

Background Story:

It was a gloomy, mid-afternoon day as Rocky climbed down the mountain that he lived on. He wore a black cloak, protection from the natural world against his body, and from the sight of the dwarves that lived in the mountains as well. He lived in fear for his life at this time, and was driven away from his home after his parents were hunted and killed by the dwarves for their gem eyes. He had recently taken refuge in a cave, along with some other refugees of the different races. They'd all teamed up together, for the sake of their own lives, to steal resources from the dwarves so that they could live. However, one of the groups members, a Skarprack, had been captured on their last attempted thievery. They'd left him behind, seeing it was too late to save him, and they knew that they'd surely get bitten in the ass by that soon enough. 

 

The group of now 4 members had began to pack up their things, which was not much, in order for them to move away from their area. But, they had heard the rustling of metal outside of their cave, oddly close to the cave's entrance. They were too slow.

 

They were too slow, for the dwarves had armor, weapons, and supplies prepared for this venture, and they all rushed into the cave at once. There were an uncountable number of them, for the group of urchins could not count at all really, but even they knew that they were too much dwarves to take on. Rocky, and the other members of the group had put their hands up, surrendering to the large force of dwarven men and women.

 

Reason for imprisonment: Trespassing, Theft (8), Assault. 

[Z3r05t4r 855]

Sorry for my late response. All the people above are good to join in. I do assume you are in the skype groupchat, if not, notify me (my skype, as said, is in my profile).

 

I have seen that people are peculiar about magic. One thing at a time, nobody will have any real magic to start off with, but it's possible to attain it. You will be able to find out for yourself in the running game then ;)

[AndrewTech 3329]

Character Application

Name: Alenia Zyldi

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Race: Half Human, Half Crystal Elf

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): She looks rather odd, being the rare offspring of a human gentryman and a crystal elvish scholar. With golden blonde hair and fair skin, and only slightly pointed ears, Alenia could pass as a human, if only she covered ears beneath her hair. She's a splendid actor, and is good at convincing people to take her viewpoint. Alenia is also extremely smart, and has a quick mind. She also is somewhat nimble, although physically rather weak.

 

Background Story: 

As her mother died during childbirth, she was left in the hands of her in the hands of her human father, a baron. She grew up in her father's keep, spit upon by even her family's servants, but especially upon by her stepmother. She was raised by her father as a "ward" until the age of 16, at which point she was sent off to boarding school to study the law. Upon graduating, she began to practice law in a human town within her father's barony. Following her father's untimely death and the ascension of her half brother to the lordship, the new baron deemed her "an abomination, a mistake" upon learning about her lineage, despite her compliance with all of the barony's laws and those of the kingdom. She continued to practice in peace for a number of years until she was framed her half-brother for fraud, corruption, and aiding-and-abieting a criminal. Being sentenced to a prison hundreds of miles away from home, maybe her brother has finally has had the last laugh... But maybe not? ((Rest of her backstory will be revealed in PMs to you or in RP))

 

Reason for imprisonment: Supposed "Fraud, Corruption, and aiding a criminal"

[SteelMarshall 190]

Name:

Osferth Wayfarer

Age:

In terms of human years, mid to late twenties

Gender:

Male

Race:

Dwarf

Notable traits and appearance:

Osferth is quite tall for a dwarf, standing at around 1.2 meters (4 feet). He is also not quite as heavily built as other dwarves, though this slight distinction is imperceptible to all but his kinfolk; non-dwarves would simply see a stocky, barrel-chested dwarf, with shoulders like boulders and legs like tree stumps. He had a grim face, with a hard jaw and bushy brows. His eyes burned like coals, and his thin lips were often set in a slight frown. His hair was thick and dark. His beard, though full, was more akin to a thick stubble when compared to the braided monstrosities that were brandished by the fashionable elite that dwelled in the larger dwarf holds. A disfiguring scar ran along the left side of his face, and another crested the bridge of his nose.

Background Story:

Osferth was born into a family of minor nobles, and lived a rather uninteresting childhood. This all changed, however, at Osferth's coming of age ceremony, when Osferth chose to undergo the Wayfarer's Rite. The Wayfarer's Rite, a tradition held in high regard among the western dwarf holds, is a cultural practice whereby a young dwarf eschews most aspects of dwarven society and embarks upon a journey across the land. They lose all of their titles, and take on the name Wayfarer,to identify them. In addition, they may not contact any of their family; in fact, they are barred from speaking with any dwarves except other Wayfarers. The dwarf's mission is to prove themselves, and to find something worth finishing the quest for. This may come in the form of a lost treasure (of which there are many in the ruined mountain holds), a sudden revelation, or even a bride; for both dwarves and dwarfesses may take the name of Wayfarer. Upon  their return, the dwarf may reunite with their family; the longer and more trying the Wayfaring is, the more honor and prestige is bestowed on their family. The Wayfarer's work is often martial in nature, as the Dwarven byways are plagued with all manner of brigands and monsters.

-Reason for Imprisonment:

Osferth, while traveling the roads that ran through the wyvern hills, came upon another Wayfarer fending off a band of highwaymen. Osferth, naturally, sided with his kinsman by oath, and the roguish ruffians received a hearty thumping before they fled. Unfortunately, one of the brigands died of his wounds sometime later. Even worse, this particular bandit's sister happened to be none other than the courtesan of Buba's chief magistrate, a fearsome woman who had no qualms about pulling some strings to ensure that a reward be offered for Osferth's capture. Shortly after, he was tracked down by man hunters, and is now being taken en route to Buba, where he shall be tried for one count of murder and four counts of assault.

[Z3r05t4r 855]

Both of you looking good in my opinion. Welcome aboard, I say.

 

Expect the whole ordeal to start soon.

[assasinnoah 5]

On ‎17‎-‎6‎-‎2016 at 11:42 PM, Godwein Stafyr (Z3r05t4r) said:

Character Application

Name: Salasar

Age: 17

Gender: male

Race: Drakkar

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): Grey skin, purple eyes. He can get angry really fast. He is 1,9 meters tall. He distrusts others and is not good in making friends. He can react a bit impulsive sometimes. He is good at alchemy. And he prefers to be alone.

 

Background Story: When he was young he often got provoked by others. Salasar has a great interest in plants and he loves to study them. Nobody helped him to defend himself. He started distrusting everyone, and soon after that he started hating everyone. So at the age of 16, when a group of young people was throwing stones at Salasar. Salasar roared in anger and ran at the group. He waved his arms around, his fists clutched.While hitting several people, the group to get away from Salasar. They bumped into eatch other, some of them tripping and fallin. Salasar jumped on top of someone and scratched his eyes out. Then he picked up a rock and smashed it against someone's head. The skull immediately cracked open. A few guards approached and they knocked him unconscious. He woke up later in a cart, on his way to a prison.

 

Reason for imprisonment: Murder.

 

Edited July 4, 2016 by assasinnoah

[Z3r05t4r 855]

Mind you, applicant, you are not strictly a dragon, moreso of a lizardman. Drakkar can really fly, despite having wings. Also, you are not long, you are tall, as you are (hopefully) standing upright. Rework your application please and feel free to read the other applications for style.

[Sneaky 189]

Name: Caleth Doven

Age: 48

Gender: Male

Race: Crystal Elf 

 

(Human, Orc, Dwarf, Drakkar (dragon/lizard man), Enkraeni (tree people), Troll, Crystal Elf, Blood Elf, Skarprack (bug people), Rmar (stone people))

 

Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you):

Caleth stands tall at 2 meters and supports long white hair that is usually in some sort of a bun on the top while the rest flows down to about shoulders length. His skin is pale, to where many would consider it almost as blinding as the sun. He likes to keep his face clean shaven, he supports a very defined jaw line, that follows up to his smallish nose that sits between his emerald green eyes. 

Background Story:

Caleth was born into a very wealthy family within the crystal elves. Many would have killed to have his life, but Caleth was quite bored with his life. He saw no challenge in the political game. He kept'd most of his fortunes, but he used many of those to support his criminal activities that excited him and terrified so many. He was a criminal mastermind and an insane one at that. He looked calm and collective but deep inside he was crazy, murderous machine who had no sympathy for those he was committing his crime on. Most of his life was kept a close secret and not many knew who his backstory. (More to be revealed during the rp.)

Reason for imprisonment: 5 counts of murder, 2 counts of robbery, 1 act of treason. 

[Z3r05t4r 855]

You are in. Wait for your moment I guess ;)