Nozgoth

6 minutes ago, Evonpire said:

Charter’s are done ingame comrade now.

oh hows it work

OOC:

IGN: SparkyWiz

Discord: N-Vious#5616

RP:

Name: Kekzo Umresuc

Race: Snow Elf

Age: 22

Position Interested In: A Tailor/Skin and Clothing Maker

If you were to be a merchant or artisan, will you travel in a caravan?: Yes

If you were to be a merchant or artisan, would you want a shop?: Yes, I will do either.

Additional Skills and Notes:

I am a good skinner and have a lot of experience because I do most of the skin requests on the new player discord. Also I need somewhere to live.

Name of your Charter:

Blackriver

Owner's Username:

SparkyWiz

Owner's Roleplay Name:

Kekzo Umresuc

Location (XYZ):

X 770 Y 43 Z 720

Tier applying for:

1

Made By Nozgoth and Amber Haze

“The Mark of Blackriver”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSlYVW6o-4M

^^^Use This when reading! Sets the Vibe!^^^

The boy walked alone. The only thing accompanying him was the sound of the red ball bouncing off of the trees he threw it at - its bright red color a stark contrast to the dark sky, hidden by the even darker trees and thick, pale green fog. Thump. Thump. Thump. The rhythmic sound distracted the little boy from the unknown. Until it didn't. The boy cried as it rolled away, into the thicker patches of fog. He began to run after it, when an ice cold hand clamped down on his arm. He turned to see a hooded figure, their smiling mouth being the only part of their face. "Little boy, what are you doing so far from home?" The stranger purred. "Don't you know the stories? The danger~?" The boy looked at the stranger, finding himself unable to think of a reply. Yes, he knew the stories, who didn't? But still, his ball . . . "Return home child, this way, this way." He was turned towards where he first came, and quickly skittered away. As he left, another hooded figure emerged from the smoke. "You let him get away? How surprising." They said, seeming amused. "He will return, and the regret of knowing that he could have escaped will make it all the more . . . sweet."

As legends go, there is a dark presence that lurks within Blackriver swamp. Known as the Mark of Blackriver, they are hunted by many, and hunters of all. The cult is known for causing terror, insanity, and confusion wherever they go. The perfect worshipers for Vaasek, also known as 'The Dark Star', god of fear, desperation, and betrayal - everything the cult represents. 

The Mark has few goals, though each one is as important as oxygen is to a flame. They aim to restore The Dark Star to his former glory so he may once again leave his realm. Above all else, they crave the chaos and fear they are so well known for creating. They follow no rules but their own, and those they follow well. Anyone who dares break the rules set in place by The Council of Envy are dealt with with terrifying efficiency. 

In the beginning, the cult was created by those who were once betrayed, left to their desperation, to rot in their pain. It is those lost souls who first started the cult, vowing to follow the ways of Vaasek, and to spread the pain they held so close to their hearts. In more recent times, some have distanced themselves from the original goals of revenge. Most members cause havoc for the sake of it, not driven by revenge but instead blood lust, or in some cases, insanity. 

The cult began small, but grew rapidly, gaining the attention of others. Concern quickly turned to terror as The Mark began to grow in number and in reputation, and a team was created to attempt to fight back. After years of being driven back, the cult retreated to Blackriver swamp and from then on out, they were unheard of, finding comfort in the shadows. Though they began to fade from the public view, the legend of The Mark grew, and by no means were they forgotten.

The fog was heavy, the twisted fingers of trees reaching across the walls that surrounded the fortress to brush against its pale glow. The full moon was the only light to see by, and it was all that the tall cloaked figures that crowded around the altar needed. The usual sounds of the forest were muted. Instead, there was silence. Pure, untouched, heavy silence. As the moon rose up above to align with the alter perfectly, the crowd parted to make way for a dark figure. While the figure wore a cloak like the others, the air around them was . . . different. Authoritative. "It is time my children, bring the girl." The honey sweet voice, so perfectly out of place in the shadowed swamp, betrayed the stranger as a woman. The group of robed figures in front of her obeyed her command without thought, bringing forward a human girl wrapped in a red blanket. The honey voiced woman stroked the girls face, and smiled. "Good, good. Now Clement," she nodded to another robed figure, and gestured him towards the silent human girl. "It is your time." The robed man smiled as he took the girl, and laid her upon the altar. He began to chant, ancient words directed towards the god he was taught to worship. He raised a glittering silver knife into the air, and cried, "For Vaasek!" But the knife did not fall into the girls chest. A longsword was buried into the man instead, and the honey voiced woman whispered, "Those who betray the betrayed will be betrayed in turn . . . for Vaasek indeed. " 

While The Mark of Blackriver is dedicated to chaos, there is order in everything, even chaos. For those in the mark, that order is established by the Council of Envy. There are only up to 5 council members at a time, and all of them go by names given when they are first appointed. Council members are not always very public figures, throughout the history of The Mark, some choose to remain unknown by everyone but the other council members. Council members are elected by other council members, whenever the previous member dies, or is voted off of the council by the others. Being removed by vote has only happened once or twice in the councils history. The Council is revered by the cult members, as they are seen as those closest to Vaasek, and are seen as the most powerful figures in The Mark. 

The rules enforced by the council are few, and simple, but have severe consequences.

1, Do not betray The Mark. Breaking this offence will get you an audience with the council, or if you try and flee, a kill on sight order.

2, Killing or stealing something of value from another member will get you an audience with the council. 

3, When not on a long journey, members are expected to report back to The Marks tower at least once every other day. 

4, What a council member says is expected to be followed.

Appearance

The shadowed cloaked that stalked the streets were an omen of what was to come. 

The cults uniform consists of a black robe that reaches down to the wearers feet, accented with red highlights. Generally the placement of the red accents can differ slightly, but maintain the same base. Those in the council have white accents along with red, and their cloaks are slightly more personalized. Last but not least, members might choose to wear a mask to conceal their identity if they wish to have a life outside of the cult. Masquerade masks are most common. 

Rp Behaviour

If someone who isn't part of The Mark enters Mark territory, any cult members that come across them are expected to attack them on sight, or bring them in and notify a council member if they seem to be someone of possible interest. Members shouldn't just go around killing people - raids on a larger scale will be planned out and organized by the Council, and members will be notified if something is being planned. 

The Mark will often go out on 'hunts' together to find a good person to sacrifice, if they best the person in combat they will return to the base with them and perform a ritual. Rituals are directed by either a Mark Priest, or a member of the Council. 

Finally, Members of The Mark of Blackriver are allowed to have a normal life outside of being a cult member - but they are expected to always put the Mark before all else.

Initiation {How to Join!}

The Ceremony

The ceremony is called the Foul Circle. Every time a new member joins, this ceremony must be completed. During the foul circle, all present cultists band together in the swamp and form a circle with the newcomer in the middle. The new member must have bread in their left hand and a ceremonial dagger in the other. The circle begins to chant when the moon gets to its peak and the newcomer must spill their own blood onto the bread. After this they must eat the bread. Once the bread is fully consumed, the chanting ends and the person is now a member of the Mark.

OOC:

Thanks so much for reading! I hope you are interested in joining! -Sparkywiz

There are various different ways of joining the cult but a nearly surefire ticket into the cult is to submit an application down below in the comments, we accept any build, race or gender, pretty much anyone can join as long as they know what they are talking about.

APPLICATION (Copy and paste this format and send it to me on Discord)

OOC

Username:

Discord (example#0000):

Brief Desc. of Your Characters Traits: (eg. Cunning, smart, evil, rowdy)

Roleplay

Name:

Age:

Race:

Why do they want to join?:

Once you are accepted, you can contact me on discord and we will schedule an irp meet up to hold the initiation ceremony.

Discord: NOZGOD#5616

ALSO FEEL FREE TO COMMENT SUGGESTIONS AND CRITIQUE IT!

WE NEED MORE SWAMPS!

I think we definitely need more swamps and like spooky areas! We literally only have one spooky area in the whole map!

Also add more stuff to the roads, they are just bland forest paths.

Fliers would be posted at every major city and town all across the Arcas. One flier stuck out because it had a strong scent of fresh herbs.The flier was in pristine condition as if it had never even been touched.The flier would be in a fancy font and perfectly printed. 

The flier read:

“Hello to everyone that is reading this I am Kekzo, just a normal snow elf looking for some minas. I can do anything as long as payment is in the equation. My skills include fighting, I am 5”10” with a medium build and skill with a blade. Also I can do labor like gardening, mining, building and more. Anything you need done, I can do it. This will be temporary work until I reach the amount of money I need. The choice is yours...

OOC: Thanks for reading! If you are interested in hiring my character message me on discord N-Vious#5616 or my in game name is SparkyWiz and full character name is Kekzo Umresuc.

I say you should add a new desert somewhere or expand the Korvassa desert. The Korvassa desert is fairly small and It doesn’t really have much to it.

5 hours ago, Mister_Gavin said:

This formatting is giving me ocular cancer

Sorry my formatting always gets messed up when I convert it from docs to here. If you have any suggestions to fix it that would be appreciated

The Tale of The Hóu-Zi Rè

The Desert Dwellers  By SparkyWiz

“What would happen if someone was stuck in a blazing hot, arid desert, with no supply of food and water?

Well, their brain would get baked and they would most likely die after a few days.

Unfortunately the same cannot be said about this poor group of monkeys.” 

Origins

It all started from a group of Hou-Zi, seeking a better home for themselves. The leader of this group Xiǎo Shuǐ (Small Water) had been an outcast his entire life, he got passed around from foster home to foster home until one day he ran away. He came back, many lunar cycles later and attracted quite a following. After people heard his story they gathered around him and treated him as their leader.

The First Act

After a lot of superstitions, the elders kicked Xiao Shui and all of his people out of the jungle, they thought there was a cult amidst. He was used to this, he knew what to do. Shui and the last eight of his people followed him out of the jungle and set sail, little did they know that would be the last time they would see a jungle. They sailed west of the jungle and landed upon a desert, The sands of Korvassa.

The Sands of Korvassa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXZ3mXL8tnA&list=PLCZXHhFwTdLiEkeU1H7-uGOlRQZMgYMVz&index=2

 (Music to set the vibe)

As soon as the band of misfits stepped on the land, they knew something was abnormal. The heat was unbearable and the winds were nearly strong enough to blow them off their feet. Everytime a gust of wind blew past the group got one step closer to fainting, as they trekked across the desert hoping to find shelter. “Finally water!” cried out one of the followers, “Bai chi” (Foolish) , Replied another. There was no water, they started to hallucinate. After hours of walking the group came across a cave where they decided to take shelter for the night. One Fei-Zhu found some clay in the cave and decided to start making pictures on the wall of herself drinking water. Night was nearing and the need for water was getting desperate. The group set off as a whole once again and searched, for what it seemed many sunrises, endlessly walking. They would hear thunder in the distance, slowly getting closer, then rain started pouring down. The Hou-Zi cupped their hands and drank away at the rain water. “Maybe it is sun, gifting us water,” said a Hou-Zi “Don't be silly, you don't believe sun is alive, do you?” questioned Xaio Shui.

Giving in to the Heat

 The group eventually came across a large cave on the side of a massive sand hill. The inside of the cave hosted a pool of water that connected to an underground stream. They decided to stop trying to escape the  desert and settle down inside the cave. They all lay down on the cold wet floor and passed out. One of the followers, Chan Lung, woke up to the sound of someone whispering his name from outside the cave. Instinctively he got up and almost mindlessly magnetized to the sound of his name. He noticed another Hou-Zi in the distance, he started running towards it but the Hou-Zi wasn’t getting any closer. “NI HAO!!!”, Lung shouted at the mysterious Hou-Zi. He finally caught up to the Hou-Zi and went to touch him, as he did that the Hou-Zi disappeared. He went back to the cave and woke everybody up. Chan Lung told the others about what he saw and they all shared similar experiences they had during the night. Finally after silence throughout the whole conversation, Xiao Shui spoke “I come to conclusion, it must be sun, speaking to us, we won’t betray sun”. The tribe of Hou-Zi would be known as Hóu-Zi Rè. (Literally “Monkey Heat in chinese”) The neighboring areas became aware of this tribe and tried to drive them back as they were no longer normal. Marsumar became one of the tribe's biggest enemies, because they often sent scouts into the desert and the tribe would usually get into conflict with the scouts.

Information About Playing This Tribe

Language

The Hou-Zi Re tribe speaks nearly the same as normal Hou-Zi except

they somewhat have forgotten most larger words. Also they have much

worse grammar.

Behaviour

They are only hostile if they feel threatened by someone else.

Also they never attack other Hou-Zi even if they are normal Hou-Zi.

A Hou-Zi Re will attack on sight if a non tribe member goes near the desert area where they live.

They may go in cities, but rarely converse with people.

Skin/Looks

The Hou-Zi Re tribe has slightly different adaptations than a normal Hou-Zi.

They have whiter sun stained hair. Also some may have less hair but that is uncommon.

They wear less clothing mostly charred, burnt up rags, or that cool desert fantasy clothing.

How To Become a Hou-Zi Re

The only requirements for becoming a Hou-Zi Re is you have to have a Hou-Zi character, and you have to make a skin according to how they look. There is no application to join just message me on discord and find your way to the Korvassa desert in game.

Discord: N-Vious#5616

Thanks for reading, it took awhile to make.

-SparkyWiz

MC Name: Sparkywiz

Character's Name: Kuài-Zhì

Character's Age: 114

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Hou-Zi (Laobai-Zhu Subrace)

Creator's MC Name:

         SparkyWiz

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Not sure if you meant the lore of Hou-Zi or the lore of my character so I did both

The Hou-Zi originally started off as non intelligent animals, that were primitive and were just like any normal monkey. The Daemon Metzli chose to give these monkeys intelligence which turned them into what they are now. Metzli found one the leader of the monkeys and opened its mind to sentience. That monkey turned into the monkey king, “Hou-Shen”. Soon after that the Hou-Zi race was fully created. After 50 years the capital of Hou-Zi civilization was created it was called “Jing-Taiyun”. The Hou-Zi thrived until they got greedy and wanted even more luxuries than they already had, So Metzli told Hou-Shen to claim riches and conquer outside of the jungle. That started the Conquest for Axios. It ended up leading to the first great war with the elves. It went very bad for the Hou-Zi and they had to abandon Jing-Taiyun and hide in the deep Asul jungle. After the first war, came the second great war, followed up by the jade wars. Also, the Hou-Zi culture mainly values wealth.

Kuài-Zhì (my characters lore/upbringings)

Kuài-Zhì is from the Giants Spine Mountain range explaining why he has duller colours than Hou-Zi that grew up in the dense forests. He and his family lived in hiding for a long time until a band of High Elves drove them out of their home. Zhi got separated from his family and he ran as far as he could. Eventually he ended up in an Elven forest, there was still a very small population of Hou-Zi living in this forest that found him and took him in. They taught him how to stay concealed and trickery because that was the best option for getting out of trouble at that current time. Later on when get got old enough he ventured out, seeking a safer place for him to thrive. Kuài-Zhì stumbled upon somewhere in the Arcas after having a very weird dream. Kuài-Zhì has deep brown fur and bright green eyes. He is 5ft 10” and has a medium build. Kuài-Zhì has a white face and has some orange markings on his fur. He wears typical light Hou-Zi clothing that is black and white. Also he has a prominent slash down his arm that has no hair growing there. This happened from the conflict with the elves that drove him and his family out of their home.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep the MT updated on the status of your magic app by using the Magic List Errors topic?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         I am aware.

Do you consent to accepting what may happen to this character?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

3 hours ago, Vermy said:

this formatting makes my brain go big oof  -1

Sorry still new to this.

1 hour ago, SquakHawk said:

hello! 

I think your lore needs a lot more work. CA races are typically heavily detailed and incredibly fleshed out. I think what you should do is spend a greater amount of time on the server and get a feel for players, playerbases, and lore. There are darkmagic forces out there, plenty! but if they were so well known, how would they stay around if people know where they are? 

if you want some advice, your piece needs a great amount of work. Fleshing it out across all boards and adding more redlines, thoughts, and restrictions. A CA lorepiece should look something more like some of the following;

 

 

 

these are examples of extremely successful and well crafted lorepieces for CA races. If you’re really interested in these folk here, I’d consider putting a lot more effort into what you’re making before you consider this ready for lore reviewal. While I’m not willing to fully work with you or give much more advice on the piece, these are things to consider if you wish your race to be accepted. It should very much be more on the scale of these lorepieces above, rather than something so short, poorly formatted, and poorly described. 

I wish you luck!

Thankyou

Created by Sparkywiz, took inspiration from many sources.

Sazukoth, The Corrupt Ones

After a long trek, Almuin reached the cozy hamlet he had been searching for. He looked around because it was odd that nobody was outside. As Almuin got closed in on the village a man with white hair and brown robes ran up to him, “Ello, What brings you to the village?” said the man. Almuin replied “Hi I am Almuin, I presume It was from you?, It said that there was a monster?”, “The man said, A monster of sorts yes, nobody knows what it actually is, my inhabitants have been claiming they see bright green lights outside at night and we have had multiple cases of missing people”. “Say no more” replied Almuin. He then set up a small camp near the town and slept until night. Almuin woke up to the crunching of leaves outside his shelter, he took a peek outside and saw something… someone that would change him forever.

The Sazukoth, are poor souls who have been corrupted by an ancient relic. The Sazukoth’s sole purpose is to spread chaos and corruption. Some believe this relic was created by accident by a necromancer from ages long ago. Although there is some speculation, nobody knows what this mysterious object is, because anyone who has seen it is now one of the Sazukoth. Nobody knows the whereabouts of this object, Most that have heard the tale don’t fear coming across the relic, they fear coming across one of the corrupt.

Physical Description

A Sazukoth typically has heavy, black, hooded robes and some armor on top. Under the hood is a face with green substances seeping out of the mouth and other openings. The face of a Sazukoth would look like whatever the person looked like before except with corrupted features. Many corrupt ones wear golden masks, crowns or other trinkets like necklaces over their robes. Also, Sazukoth’s usually have a greenish glow coming off them. Finally, All Sazukoth carry a blade with them. Sazukoth’s are very weak to magic, and can be temporarily defeated with it. Most people are not capable of beating one without magic though, it is possible. Also, they have very weak eyesight so they are easy to hide from.

This looks similar to what a male would look like,

except they would have less armor and more visible corruption spots on the face.

Mental Status

The mental status is the main flaw in the Sazukoth’s especially when there are multiple of them. First of all Sazukoth’s have no recollection of their previous life and their existence of being an actual person. Sazukoth’s are mindless and have only one goal, to spread the corruption. Also, when there are multiple Sazukoth’s in the vicinity they think like a hive mind, only one of them talks and it speaks for all of them. The longer one stays a Sazukoth the more it loses its self to the relic. Also a Sazukoth will never attack on sight, it first seeks to manipulate and persuade, if it feels someone or something is a threat it will then attack. 

Abilities

The Sazukoth’s have heightened speed, but can only call upon the power at night time. In rp they would be able to do more impressive attacks that not any normal human would be able to do (Nothing op, just a small advantage). Also Sazukoth’s are never truly gone, they will always come back unless someone of high magical power banishes them from this plane (A potential pk clause). Finally this race falls under *Grouping C Standard Creatures*

Corruption Process

Since there is no sign of the relic that formed the original ones, the Sazukoth’s promise victims of eternal life and wealth. Once they have their victim convinced, they gift the victim a trinket or piece of jewelry of their choice. (This item can be anything as long as long as it was made by a Sazukoth). The victim will put the item on and they will slowly get attracted to it and won’t want to part with it, although it is possible to overcome the temptation. Once the victim puts the item on they will instinctively stay near the Sazukoth until they turn. It takes about 2 IRL hours for the full transformation. For the first few in game days of being a Sazukoth they will still partly have their mind and have recollection, it's not too late to seek help from a healer. *Disclaimer get permission before corrupting!*

Red lines/Restrictions

Don’t power game and abuse the powers.

Get permission OOC to convert someone to a Sazukoth.

Don’t kill everyone for no reason and don’t run around in towns during the day looking like a Sazukoth because that defeats the purpose.

Purpose (OOC)

The purpose of Sazukoth’s is to add an element of fear to players in the world of LOTC. There is no current reason to be scared at all and there is barely any active evil presences. I think this adds a reason for players to keep vigilant when travelling at night. Also it adds a fun role play experience for players to enjoy.

Discord: N-Vious#5616

Feel free to contact me and leave feedback!

Thanks for reading!

This Guild has been abandoned! -Sparky

Im back, the guild is still abandoned but if anyone wants to do something with this just let me know -Sparky

History

The Disciples got their name from the Daemon Llahir or “The lost Daemon”.Llahir is the Daemon of trickery, thievery and luck, all of which are required from someone who wants to become a Disciple.

Purpose and Details

The Disciples of Llahir can be called upon by anyone, anywhere, The caller can request for someone to be assassinated or for something to be stolen from someone. The caller contacts the Receiver who then tells the Disciples, any Disciple can claim the request. After the mission is done, the Disciple who completed the mission and the Receiver discuss a price depending on the factors of the mission, that the person who called them has to pay them. The Receiver gets a cut of the pay, but the Disciple that actually executed the mission gets 85% of the money. If the caller refuses to pay, then anyone from the guild is obligated to hunt them or steal from them.

Roles

There are many roles within the Disciples of Llahir and each one is very crucial for the guild to function.

Son Of Llahir

Disclaimer: The Son of Llahir is not truely Llahir’s son. The Son Of Llahir is the leader of the guild, they oversee all major operation and make decisions within the group. They also recruit new disciples if there is no present Outrider. Also if there is no present Receiver they may do the Receiver's job. The Son Of Llahir may claim requests.

Receiver

People can contact anyone in the guild but if someone else other than the Receiver is contacted they must forward the message to the Receiver for them to look over.

Once the Receiver deems the request possible, they share it with all the disciples and someone claims the request. Receivers are not allowed to claim requests.

Outrider

The Outriders should have a lot of connections with in the world. They are the ones that recruit new people into the Disciples of Llahir. Outriders are allowed to claim requests as well.

Assassin

The Assassins may only claim assassination requests. They are good at fighting, killing and trickery.

Thief

The thieves can only claim thievery requests and they must be good at breaking into homes, stealth, trickery and persuading.

Recruitment  

The Disciples are open to any race and gender. Fill out

The application to join. Contact N-Vious#5616 on discord for

questions. Also note that you should have a disguise assassin skin to use

when you go on missions. Finally, there may be a chance you come

across an outrider in the Arcas

and they recruit you.

OOC

Username:

Discord (example#0000):

Timezone:

Roleplay

Name:

Age:

Race:

Desired Role: (Son Of Llahir is taken)

Founded By SparkyWiz or N-Vious

On 8/27/2019 at 5:20 PM, Odium174 said:

 

 

Application

 

OOC

Username: SparkyWiz

Discord (example#0000): N-Vious#5616

Timezone: GMT-4

 

Roleplay

Name: Neculai Vandess

Age: 23

Race: Human

Desired Role: Raeden