arakrsptec

Beneath the great limbs of the Wonka Wood’s towering trees stood a group of armored individuals. Their sturdy figures formed an unorganized group, some even opting to take a seat on nearby roots as they took swigs of whatever substances they’d found on their journeys. Whatever the case, each had their weapons drawn and ready. They muttered quietly as a group of Wonks ran around them.

“We’re a bit late,” one of the armored men said to those nearby. “Do we join?”

“No. We wait for the Descendants to near the tree, as we were told.”

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Hellfire. It bit at those dead and alive, jumping along their forms and filling the air with the disgusting smell of burnt flesh. It bit at Fall’s own garb, nearly giving him a head stroke as it baked his finely crafted armor. Around him were several different figures. Orcs, Dwarves, Elves, Humans. It was growing hard to tell who stood with him, but a few faces stood out amongst the crowds of bodies and ash. They roared and yelled as they fought with ferocity, and as more of their own fell they still moved like devils. An Orc was butchered by Elven spears, but his own cleaver cut two of their throats before he fell. A beast of the woods cracked metal with its bare hands as it slammed through lines of Dwarves before finally being felled. Beast men plunged into a group of Human bannermen, flails flying and falling one by one. Wonks stood together before the onslaught of axes and spears. Fall released a roar to his allies, pulling his bloody blade from the dirt.

“Today they see the Wrath of September! Our Prince may come as he wishes, no matter what the Dwarves and Elves believe they’ve done to stop him. He trusts us to lay waste to the Descendant forces! He trusts his chosen and those that stand with him to defend our homes while he prepares for his next strike! For the Prince!”

These calls littered the battlefield amongst the cries of the fallen. “For the Prince! For the Prince!” For each man of the Prince that fell, another took his place, screaming for the Prince’s reign and the return of nature. Whether it brought fear to their enemies or honor to their allies, they shouted. They charged forward one by one, tearing into whatever Descendant they could get their hands upon- or their axes into. Blood was spilt, but still the Prince’s forces screamed in his name and showed what it was to be a follower of September. It was a bloodbath, but they stood.

And as the Titans fell to the united forces of the Descendants, morale stood as strong as the trees in which they resided. If anything, the September Prince’s forces grew more ferocious. They watched the Druids kill forces of nature as if they were nothing, and it infuriated them. It filled them with the anger that drives men to bloodshed.

“False Druids! These do not stand for the Aspects, for the nature that guides them- that guide this world! They strike against nature in battle! They fell beasts of the Aspects! They spit in September’s name! I say this not only to you, my friends, but to them! September is the real word of the Aspects! They know it, even if they will not say it. They’ve seen his glory, his majesty, his command over the Nature they have tried to master. They see who will be the true victor, even if they will not admit it.”

Beasts fought against men, and as the Descendants began to push harder through the forces of September, they still stood. But reinforcements laid in wait. No matter how many joined to take the the lands of September, they would never be able to hold it for long. And as the last of the Descendant forces left the field, Fall remained, shouting once more for those that stood with him.

“The Descendants will count this as a victory, but do they hold these lands? Nay, we do. Do they stand alive on a field of the fallen? Nay, we do. They had a chance to bring an end to our Prince, but today we showed them that he does not stand alone, and those that stands with him are the true followers of Nature. You- you men of the wilds, Orcish allies, and followers of the Aspects- you showed the Descendants the ferocity of the woods.”

“For the Prince.”

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?: Athlin

HAVE YOU EXPERIENCE WITH COMBAT?: Yes

DO YOU AGREE TO UPHOLD HONOR AND TRADITION?: Yes

MCNAME: arakrsptec

DISCORD: arak#0606

Ribbits of frogs and chirps of crickets filled the empty swamp with an eerie calm. In the dark of the night, only the creatures beneath the surface of the black water could see a boat pass through its littered streams, guided by nothing but an oar and the wind. Two passengers sat in the middle of the boat’s thin base. One an Elf, covered in green robes and twigs, guiding the oar through the murky waters with an expressionless face. The other an armor clad figure, his features covered by mask and hood, a sword strapped cleanly to his leather belt. Both traveled through the silence of the swamp. 

On beach of a nearby strip of land stood a shirtless figure with blue skin. In the dark of the night he couldn’t be defined as much, but the features that could be seen showed him to be a creature of strength and fortitude. As the boat approached he stood still, and as it docked he barely turned to look upon the two passengers.

“Clan of Lak.”

The cloaked September servant barked. He stepped off the boat, armor clinking with each fall into muddy shore as he passed through vines and thickets to approach. In response to him the Orc finally turned. 

In the midst of the night the two conversed on topics that seemed unimportant to none but they. Of the swamp and nature, of the world’s progression. Of the animals lurking in its depths and of those that live on its land. Of the buildings planted through each island, taking control of nature’s grasp. They conversed for what felt like hours, finally coming to a conclusion. Though split between two cultures, they two looked to nature as a bond between them. But soon the conversation shifted.

“September remains.” The Prince’s servant spoke. “The one who can topple cities with a swing and destroy Descendant armies with the snap of his fingers cannot be stopped by any Dwarf or Elf. His fist shatters hills like glass and his feet crush Descendants like ants. And as he prepares his next strike, I and my colleagues prepare for our own. We will defend his lands while he removes their own. It is us- those loyal to the Prince’s reign- that will show the weakness of his enemies, of those who hide in their stone cities and castles. Together, Lak, we will bring those that defy us to their knees. We can bring your people revenge against those that have wronged you.”

“You have our cleavers,” the Orc spoke in Blah. “Lak stands with September.”

“Then I will see you on the field. The Descendants will be faced with the ferocity of the beasts of the wild, the Orcish axes, and the hands of my kin.” The September servant spoke again. “And while we wait, we will make them bleed. Fields shall be burnt, unfaithful slaughtered, settlements returned to the Earth.”

“May (those) that stand against us fall to our metal.”

“September smiles upon those that stand with him. They shall feel his Wrath through blood and steel.”
 

4 minutes ago, Burnsy__ said:

The insufferable part is coming from my perspective. Between the two kha I’ve had the displeasure of interacting with IRP, it has made listening to Orchish Blah bearable. It’s nothing personal against you or other Kha, it is just how they are played that makes the experience terrible. 

You’ve Rped with two Kha? Not saying I haven’t had my own problems with some of them, but making your entire judgement on the two kha you’ve met is a bit silly. If I judged a race on two players I’d quit this server.

46 minutes ago, EnderMaiashiro said:

@Lerenzo Are you though? I play a kha and I don’t remember the last time I saw a Hou-zi across any of my characters...  I’m surprised the Hou-Zi aren’t soft shelved like the kha are at this point though considering there have been fewer Hou-Zi than kha, at least from what I have seen, in months. Ofc I could completely be wrong, but I do travel a decent bit.

I play a Hou-zi and can say the opposite. The Kha I do see are rare- or just Sutican pets that hang around making stupid comments. The Hou-zi had a couple players when I took the group, now they have far more and actually talk to one another. I have players committed to growing our culture and adapting it to current RP affairs, which is far more than I’ve seen out of the Kha player base with the interactions I’ve had. 

I respect everyone wanting to just remove the Hou-zi and Kha entirely, and I’ll say this about them. If I and my player group fail to grow Hou-zi role play then I fully agree with removing it. I believe races should be restricted to what people play. Building on that, however, Rats are just another interesting creature that will be flooded with applications the first month before slowly drizzling until it has little support. If you remove Hou-zi and Kha, don’t replace them, let them die.

“The Descendants have been offered Shepherds. The Prince himself has been a cause for fear, but his power, no matter how vast, requires Wolves. Not Shepherds.”

Ashes filled the air around the figure. With only the light of the moon to guide a lost soul through the burnt forest floor, one could barely see the smoke rising through the tops of the great trees that towered above them. Their gray trails mocked his mortal form, dancing freely in the wind. His own body was weighed down by plate and leather. The Archdruid was not fond of his choice of attire, but what did his colleagues know of war? They tangled with trees. He broke steel.

“This is not over. No, far from it.” He spit into the bloody dirt to his right. “I’ve not been with you long, my friends,” he looked to his colleagues. Some wore similar plate like himself, but many others were adorned in strange garbs- some wore twigs. Peculiar men, but they fought viciously in the name of September. These were those that knew their plight may end with dust and bone. But they stood with their Lord through thick and thin, never faltering, never wavering. “But I know war, and I know my Lord.”

“You’re learning, you mean,” piped up a tribal looking servant of September. One of the most devote, he’d sacrificed his name and honor by abandoning his home and kin to lay waste to the lands he once held dear in the name of September. A man like him would live to see his name outlast the ruins of cities. But despite that, the speaking figure could not quite recall his name.

“If the Descendants are Sheep, then we are Shepherds. Guides, perhaps. Perhaps you believe you’re fighting in the name of the Prince. Perhaps you believe you’re watering his lands in the blood of the misguided.” His hand was shaking. Post battle jitters. They shook the hilt of the blade he held as he cleaned the metal of it with a torn up and dirty cloth, smearing the clothing with brown and red.

“But this- this isn’t worthy of the Prince. The one who has brought desolation to those that once took haven in these lands long before us. The one who shattered the forces of Man with a snap of his fingers. No, this is not worthy.”

Up the steep incline of the forested floor he strode, rising above the plethora of men and beasts to look down upon them. An eerie silence filled the air, beaten only by the cracking of flame and cries of the fallen, biting the ears of those gathered with a dreadful symphony of death. He allowed it to sit as it was, acknowledging the dread that surrounded them until new bloods to the Wildwoods began to squirm where they stood.

“You seek to spread the Will of our Prince. And so you shall. Not with guidance to those that are lost, but by punishment. Not with burning of crops or banditting roads, but by slaughter. We are not Shepherds. We are not those who will quiver beneath our Prince’s might as he faces down the Sheep. Let us bring death. Let us bring the Wrath of the September Prince.”

He looked to the lands around the Cloud Temple, adjacent to the Wild woods where the Prince began his campaign. This was where their Lord began. These were the lands of Elves, Humans, Orcs, and Halflings. They enjoyed peace as the Prince moved to more distant lands in search of conquest. But the Wrath of September would return, with Heralds of War at his heels.

Qin-Zhihui signs.

no

With the founding of a new land and rise of the Qin Dynasty, the Hou-zi people require structure to build upon. That structure begins with the bloods that once coexisted for the betterment of the Hou-zi people. After our lands slowly decayed and our people scattered, many of the bloodlines that once aided Hou-Shen and previous Lords of the Council of Chi were lost and left to their own devices. The Council of Chi seeks them, and new families, out. These bloodlines are to begin their travel to the City of Jade with haste, bringing with them whatever they can carry. Upon their return, these families will be given free residence with the City’s walls, spots amongst the Huangdi’s temporary court, and the option to aid in rebuilding Hou-zi society. 

It is the duty of the Hou-zi people to join together in the glory of Hou-Shen.

Send word to the Huangdi immediately.

OF THE STATE OF QIN

HUANGDI QIN-ZHIHUI, THE REFORMER

4 hours ago, Delmodan said:

As the blessing is invoked, the image of the Mani will appear before the users, depicting the Mani that gave such a boon. However, this is risky as enemies could utilise such an occurrence to attempt to hunt down that very Mani, ensuring it could never do such again while in their grasp. As the blessing swells within the individual they will feel it for a short duration of time, though as with any blessing from the Wilds, it tends to be fickle in nature

Not sure I understand how this is risky. "Ah, look, a floating bear was what made this Druid more magical, let's go kill the bear." How you gonna find some floating bear to kill if it can only be killed in its corporeal form- which can only be found through an event line. 

Furthermore, I don't see why you require an actual mechanical power. In religion, one can say they were blessed by a patron without actually having some magical **** happen to them. 

4 hours ago, Delmodan said:

Druids, nondruids, spooks, holies, and all that can interact with these patrons.

But, they require a Druid to do so- 

4 hours ago, Delmodan said:

The blessing is invoked using druidic energies with the power of Blight Healing to flow into the focal point

 Not very interactive if only a Druid can summon them. Even if someone gets all buddy buddy with a Druid, the most they could do is watch, as I have complete doubt Mani would be played as anything more than Druid friends. Enemies sure as hell won't be able to kill them, as, let's be honest- this server is super OOC oriented, and no spook is going to be able to pretend long enough that a clique will let them see some God thing.

I'm all for these interactions, mind you. I just think that 1. they shouldn't be confined to Druid led groups and 2. blessings don't need to be actual powers

2 hours ago, Flamelynx said:

long ear elf with blue eyes and blonde hair laugh at the idiot post thinking of the monkey writing this "haha humans are so dumb. Im happy im not a human. canonism is very bad at racist you know? magic is progress haha. i will slay the empiror, empire oren is so stupid my freebuild settlement will never bend the knee" muses long ear elf hearing of the monkey man "filthy valah :3"

"i am monkey man" says a houzi

The Laws of the State of Qin are separated by three parts: The Laws of the State, of the People, and of the Huángdì. The Laws of the State and the People are those made to govern the day to day lives of the Hou-zi people, orchestrated by the official military of the State. The Laws of the Huángdì are those of serious offense against the State of Qin, and require the ruling of the monarchy.

Laws of the State

Simple laws for the handling of the militia. Punishments for breaking the laws are set and not to be altered unless by the command of the Huángdì or Generals. 

1. Theft

   1. Minor - Category A, return of goods

   2. Major - Category B, return of goods

2. Slander against the State or allies of the State

   1. Slander against State - Category C

   2. Slander against Allies - Category  B

3. Violence against the People and Allies

   1. Armed Robbery - Category C

   2. Assault - Category B

   3. Murder - Category C

Laws of the People

Simple laws created to protect the culture of the Hou-zi people, also to be handled by the military.

1. Blasphemy against Hou-Shen and his Children

   1. Blasphemy - Category C

2. The praising of false Gods as a denizen of the State This law does not apply to Allies. Visitors may not openly praise their Gods in the land of the State of Qin

   1. Praising Metzli - Category C

   2. Praising Iblees or other Dark creatures - Category C

   3. Praising the Aspects - Category B

   4. Other Gods not listed - Category B

3. Destruction of shrines and altars

   1. Minor Destruction - Category A, return of lost goods

   2. Major Destruction - Category C, return of lost goods

4. Use of Magic of the Void, or any Magic granted by false Gods

   1. Voidal Magic - Category A

   2. Dark Magic - Category C

   3. Deity Magic - Category B

Laws of the Huángdì

Laws to be handled by the head of the Hou-zi people. Generally higher cases and punishments. Punishments are chosen by the Huángdì for each case

1. Treason against State and People

2. Theft of State property

3. Murder of State officials

4. Military action without the support of military leaders

5. Military action taken on Allies of the State

Punishment

Category A- Fine of up to 200 minas, temporary jail time

Category B- Minor maiming, lashing, fine of up to 500 minas, any punishment stated in Category A

Category C- Banishment, death, fine of up to 2000 minas, any punishment stated in Category A and B

Repeat crimes up the Category of Punishment

The Huángdì has the right to personally override official punishments of any Citizen or Ally of the State as he sees fit, no matter the law broken. By this, the Huángdì can remove a punishment or declare one of more fitting degree.

Here follows the Governing of the Hou-zi people within the State of Qin, written by the Reformer.

The State of Qin is divided between two districts of Government. The Huángdì as the Head of State, and the Council of Chi created to run the daily events of the State. Government officials are to be respected and listened to by all denizens of the State of Qin in order to provide a well balanced system of Government and a strong people. 

• The Huángdì

The Huángdì is the Head of State. The official Monarch of the State of Qin, the Huángdì’s rule is law. The Monarchy is to be replaced by the eldest Son or Daughter of the Dynasty, but if the Clan’s line has ended, a new Clan shall instead take its place, selected by a vote among the Council of Chi.

• The Council of Chi

The Council of Chi was once a ruling sect of lords and Clan leaders chosen to govern the district of the Hou-zi Empire. Now, the Council is split to manage the daily events of the State. Members of the Council are chosen by the Huángdì himself. If the title is not held, the Huángdì shall take personal control of that section of government for the time being.

The Buzhang of Military- The Head of Military and General of the Hou-zi Army. Responsible for delegating officers and tasks, leading the military strikes and defense, and managing the affairs of the State by upholding the laws of the State and People. Current title holder:

The Buzhang of Shenjiao- The Head of Religion, responsible for guiding the Hou-zi people’s following of Hou-Shen. Though the Huángdì can make proclamations against the Gods of other people, the Buzhang can as well, and is given the ability to uphold the Shenjiao religion by force- so long as doing so does not disrupt the laws of the land. Current title holder: Shen-Li

The Buzhang of Technology- The Head of Advancement, responsible for developing new technological advances. Given the responsibility to manage projects for Hou-zi developement and to work with those of other nations for the good of the people. Current title holder:

The Buzhang of Trade- The Head of Trade, responsible for organizing trade within the Hou-zi grounds, and helping set up trade agreements with other nations of the realm. Management of trade stalls outside and shops inside the city walls falls under their jurisdiction. Current title holder: 

The Buzhang of Stewarding- The Head of Housing, responsible for stewarding to keep houses organized. Current title holder:

The Buzhang of Coin- The Head of Coin, responsible for growing the State treasury and managing its spending. Current title holder:

Welcome, brother

MC Name: arakrsptec

Character's Name: Hsieh-Zhihui

Character's Age: 100

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

         NA

Transformed form:

         Hou-Zi

Creator's MC Name:

         NA

Creator's RP Name:

         NA

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Origin-

In the beginning, Metzli (before the Kharajyr) sought the perfect specimen to create a mortal race that would serve and worship her. After scouring the lands in search of such a specimen, Metzli came upon the primates of Axios. Similar to Descendants in body type, but lacking achievements of society, Metzli chose them. She began with Hou-Shen, the God King. She opened this particular primate's mind and granted him sentience. For days she labored on opening him to mindfulness and reshaping his form to one more similar to that of a Descendant. Hou-Shen began to resemble a God himself, and under Metzli's command, he unleashed the minds of his fellow monkeys.

History-

War began with the Elves after God King decided that taking Axios was his calling. After 2 years of militarizing, the Hou-Zi struck. They quickly took Asulon using the might of their superior technology, and nearly took Ceru if not for suffering a major loss. After multiple more battles, it came to the point that both sides had been drained of resources and people. Peace was quickly arranged between the two, with the Hou-zi keeping their taken land. However, war began again not after. This time, Hou-shen struck at the City of Malinor, where he suffered an extreme loss. His own life! At the battle for Malinor, the God King himself died. It's unknown how, whether by Malin himself, one of his advisors, or an Elven slave, the God King had fallen. The spirit of his men fell with him, and in retreat thousands were slaughtered. Thus they returned to the homeland in fear. Their terror was not over, however, as the Poison, and old god, struck upon the fleeing Hou-zi. Again thousands died to disease, and cities crumbled. Thus, war ended, and the Elves retook their lands.

Another war, goodness. When Hou-Shen died, Metzli took hold of his soul. She didn't intend to use it before, but now that she saw the work of the Poison she believed it unfair for his legacy to end to it, and believed he should be given a chance. So he was returned to life. And returned to war. By now, Malinor had split. The Dark Elves left to Ceru, the High elves had their own cities, and the Wood Elves fled to the woods. Hou-Shen began his fight by fighting each part separately. That was his mistake. Against the High Elves, he faced defeat by their arcane magic and new shielded walls. The Wood Elves had developed a society in the woods, and thus took to guerrilla warfare. The cannons of the Hou-zi became pointless as they were lost in the deep woods of the seeds. After the 'ker hid in their caves, the Hou-zi eventually charged in, and were beaten in the dark. With the Elves now united, it stood to one decisive battle to decide the fate of the Hou-zi and Elves. At Malinor they fought once again. The combined armies of the Elves were able to slaughter them, and the three children of Hou-Shen fell. The Elves offered peace to him so long as he remained in their lands, and he agreed.

After a bit, the God King vanished into the woods. His Kingdom fell into the Jade Wars, in which the wealthy fought over power and money. Once again the Poison returned, crumbling buildings and killing people. The Civilization fell.

Religion- There's two religions in Hou-zi culture: The Pantheon of the God King, and the Eightfold Path. The Pantheon worships Hou-Shen as a God, and his sons as elements. Hou-Shen rules over the Heavenly Realm along with his sons.

The Eightfold path, or Hua-Jiao, is the path to Enlightenment, and speaks of the Four Truths. It's a peaceful religion that was once banned, but is now open to all.

My character follows the Pantheon. 

Sub Races- 

Fei-Zhu (My character): Graceful, athletic, and in beautiful fur. They're mostly noble, their jobs ranging from politicians to nobles. Many were the first priests for the Pantheon. They're the weakest of the three sub races, but the most flexible and acrobatic. They're wonderful craftsman and like to make intricate and beautiful works.

Laobai-Zhu: The most typical monkey man, they're like the jack of all trades. They follow Hua-Jiao the most of any, and are resentful of the ruling class. Generally farmers, fishers, etc. Generally brown.

Hei=Zhu: Thick, strong gorillas. Almost all of them work as loyal soldiers and bodyguards for the front line. They're incredibly strong. They follow both religions equally. They do the hard jobs, like lumberjacking, beast training, and bodyguarding, and revere strength over all. 

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MC Name: arakrsptec

Character's Name: Hsieh-Zhihui

Character's Age: 100

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

         NA

Transformed form:

         Hou-Zi

Creator's MC Name:

         NA

Creator's RP Name:

         NA

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Origin-

In the beginning, Metzli (before the Kharajyr) sought the perfect specimen to create a mortal race that would serve and worship her. After scouring the lands in search of such a specimen, Metzli came upon the primates of Axios. Similar to Descendants in body type, but lacking achievements of society, Metzli chose them. She began with Hou-Shen, the God King. She opened this particular primate's mind and granted him sentience. For days she labored on opening him to mindfulness and reshaping his form to one more similar to that of a Descendant. Hou-Shen began to resemble a God himself, and under Metzli's command, he unleashed the minds of his fellow monkeys.

History-

War began with the Elves after God King decided that taking Axios was his calling. After 2 years of militarizing, the Hou-Zi struck. They quickly took Asulon using the might of their superior technology, and nearly took Ceru if not for suffering a major loss. After multiple more battles, it came to the point that both sides had been drained of resources and people. Peace was quickly arranged between the two, with the Hou-zi keeping their taken land. However, war began again not after. This time, Hou-shen struck at the City of Malinor, where he suffered an extreme loss. His own life! At the battle for Malinor, the God King himself died. It's unknown how, whether by Malin himself, one of his advisors, or an Elven slave, the God King had fallen. The spirit of his men fell with him, and in retreat thousands were slaughtered. Thus they returned to the homeland in fear. Their terror was not over, however, as the Poison, and old god, struck upon the fleeing Hou-zi. Again thousands died to disease, and cities crumbled. Thus, war ended, and the Elves retook their lands.

Another war, goodness. When Hou-Shen died, Metzli took hold of his soul. She didn't intend to use it before, but now that she saw the work of the Poison she believed it unfair for his legacy to end to it, and believed he should be given a chance. So he was returned to life. And returned to war. By now, Malinor had split. The Dark Elves left to Ceru, the High elves had their own cities, and the Wood Elves fled to the woods. Hou-Shen began his fight by fighting each part separately. That was his mistake. Against the High Elves, he faced defeat by their arcane magic and new shielded walls. The Wood Elves had developed a society in the woods, and thus took to guerrilla warfare. The cannons of the Hou-zi became pointless as they were lost in the deep woods of the seeds. After the 'ker hid in their caves, the Hou-zi eventually charged in, and were beaten in the dark. With the Elves now united, it stood to one decisive battle to decide the fate of the Hou-zi and Elves. At Malinor they fought once again. The combined armies of the Elves were able to slaughter them, and the three children of Hou-Shen fell. The Elves offered peace to him so long as he remained in their lands, and he agreed.

After a bit, the God King vanished into the woods. His Kingdom fell into the Jade Wars, in which the wealthy fought over power and money. Once again the Poison returned, crumbling buildings and killing people. The Civilization fell.

Religion- Some worship the God King despite his disappearance, others the Eight-fold Path, one of peace. 

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IC information

Name: Athlin

Race: Mali'aheral

Nation: Dominion

Age: 100

Experience: Former officer of the Sirame, Immortal of the Virarim, Chi manipulator,  plenty of commanding experience

OOC information

Ign: arakrsptec

Timezone: MT

Discord: arak#0606

MC Name: arakrsptec

Character's Name: Athlin

Character's Age: 300

Character's Race:

         High Elf

Link to your accepted MA:

          https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/166160-chi-manipulation-ma-athlin/?tab=comments#comment-1570675

What magic(s) will you be teaching?

         Chi Manipulation- Crane

Summarise the Lore of this magic(s):

So basically Chi is remnant of mana produced by large activity of life (people, animals) and magic. Generally areas such as cities and forests, where more life is located, have greater Chi pools. Chi manipulation is harnessing this excess mana and using it to preform greater feats of the body, as it can sparsely be summoned for objects such as with Arcane magic. The Path of the Crane is a certain type of Chi manipulation that uses the excess mana to promote greater agility. Users are able to preform both minor and major dodges and movements (such as leaping) by utilizing their Chi. 

Write up a lesson that your character would give to a student:

"As a Crane, you do not allow your emotions to get the best of you. Allow the Chi to flow through you as you move." 

The student performed a series of steps again and again- in the young human's hand, he held a staff. Each step was precise, but his movement was too technical, too forced. 

"Flow, Valah. Flow." Athlin's own staff snapped down, smacking the student across his shoulder. The human twisted to catch himself, and with surprise his footing moved with grace, stopping himself from falling. Purple trails of particles temporarily flickered around his feet temporarily, sparking a grin on his teacher's face. "Good! The Chi is our master here, young one. As you begin to move with it, soon it will began to move you. That is the way of the Crane."

Again the staff smacked, but this time it produced a wack as the student raised his in defense. Again the purple particles returned, this time on his hands. It remained as Athlin swung again and again on his student, who returned each simple swipe with one of his own. It was with one leap that they all dispersed, leaving the student exhausted and on his knee. "As you grow, you will be able to harness your gifts for longer. Well done, however." 

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“You forget yourself, Irrin. You are only an upjumped soldier. Do not speak for our King.”

“I have not worn armor in an incredibly long time.” Athlin glanced over his appearance in a smoothed and polished piece of glass. Old scars ran along his arms, tattoos up his chest, and Uruk brands along his back, each telling a tale long past. He clasped the silver armor on piece by piece, covering the marks behind the straight laced suit of a new future.

Elves and Humans chatted in the midst of the square, surrounding the fountain with sounds of both merry and discord. They ignored him for the most part as he took to stepping around each separate group. He travelled along the stone paths to the gate. With the King asleep- or simply not in need of the guard’s service- Athlin was free to do as he wished. At a jog, he ran into the towering trees and forage of the Forest surrounding Caras Eldar, setting a brisk face for a brief session of training.

A scream caused his pace to falter; another shook him into a run in source of the commotion. It took what seemed like no time to come upon the scene. Crimson stained the green of the forest floor, its slowly growing stream given strength the body of an Elfless strewn against the dirt at an awkward angle. Her lifeless eyes looked upon the face of another. A smaller Elf, she was shaking, grabbing at her friend’s cold form. Another was there as well- this one searching the body for loot. As Athlin approached, the man’s hand reached for a bloody axe- but the Virarim’s spear against his throat froze him in place.

“Now, now, we can talk th-” the Adunians voice ended as the spear jutted forward, splitting through his neck and spilling blood to the floor. The body followed, slowly crumpling and falling across that of its victim.

Striding back into the city with an Elfless behind him, Athlin offered a glance back to a small trail of smoke finding its way through the intertwining laces of the treeline. He carried with him a bloody spear and a bloodier head. With Uruk slaughtering and enslaving on the border, taint in the streets, and the introduction of a new, worthy King, the newly risen Immortal’s path of blood had begun. 

The Elves would be protected.

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OOC: Athlin is one of my main characters that I’ve been neglecting to play. After playing with different playerbases, I’ve decided to join the Elves once again. This post is just an introduction to what’s to come as I try to expand Athlin’s role.

I've known this guy for quite a while. +1

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I ain't arguing about whether it should happen or not, just wanna note that this isn't an antagonistic event imo. This event doesn't lead to RP between you and the Orcs if they don't know where the event is taking place, and thus don't know who's killing Lak. So it won't lead to anything if they don't know who to hunt or fight. It just... doesn't do anything. 

Again, not arguing for or against it, it's just not an antagonist event imo

2 hours ago, Sky said:

Overall, the rewrite isn't too bad- However, from the time I've spent away from the ""feral community"", I have noticed one glaring fact. Ferals add nothing unique or interesting to the server, at all. The creatures job/duty and overall feel, can be done (and better) by a handful of other creatures.

This. I still don't get the point of Ferals. I've had enough creatures or magic users screeching about protecting nature or whatever. I don't see a use for another creature.

Addressing how the purpose is to protect nature and yadayada.

1. If their creation was to protect nature, and yada Aspects blah blah blah, why would they be able to learn magics such as Voidal, even if in their Descendant form? Voidal magic apparently affects nature negatively, while magics such as Necromancy completely defy nature by raising the dead. I don't get why there would be nothing to prevent learning these if it goes against their purpose.

2. Do we really need another "get away from nature grrr!" thing? I saw that it's supposed to be a more violent protection, but many current Druids are violent as hell and will ******* strangle anyone with their roots. So why are these needed? It's the same thing, different magical creature.

(I get the lore how it's Morea's use, but this just seems pointless)

A jobless Elf curiously looks for more information. He frowns and begins asking around.