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Ravondir signs the charter, nodding his head. (Ravondir Torena; funny981)

Did you do a heist, or something?

((OOC: MC Name: funny981 )) Name: Ravondir Torena Age: 309 Race (if Keeper, Ascended, or Archon, please state so): Ascended What Magics do you have [State any and all. To hide Magic is to hide a great power, and will be treated as a crime]? Aeriel's Blessing Letter Address: Just send me the letter. ((Just so I don't have to do it later.))

Amazing job collecting all of this data over time and creating this forum post. I believe that more new players and people, in general, will stay longer if you make event lines or more people just make RP fun all together. The spawn is way too confusing to navigate through, so many don't know which way to go, even with the floating race and city names. RP is also often spread out among settlements, which is fine, but makes new players confused on where to go. EDIT: Let me just add some solutions to these problems. Add more frequent additions on the road to tell people that they are going the right way to a certain city (maybe add a distance measurement NPC's?) Event lines or just events in general will most likely aid in creating more RP in capital cities.

The Myrror Tribe The few Beastmen scouts that went to go look for the mysterious hooded person had arrived back to the temporary bonfire camp that the Myrror Tribe had set up. The went straight to Rognam, pulling him away from the bonfires, seeing as he had his winter clothes on. They spoke to him in secrecy, telling him of the village that they spotted in the snowy mountains. While the citizens were sitting out by their fires, eating their recently captured beast in thanks to the hunters, Rognam 'escaped' with the exact same group that had gone in order to go see the tribe himself. Some of the hunters cut off the fur, meat, and other various parts of the great beast they had gotten due to their hard work. They stored all of the fleshy parts into the cut-off fur, leaving only the bone out of it. Figuring they had to do something with it, they decided to carve the bone down into various shapes, attempting to see if they could make a weapon out of such a hardened material. ------------------------------------------------- Route Being Traveled by the Myrror Tribe: Staying in the same place. Actions Bone from beast is carved in order to see what could be made out of it. (2 AP) Rognam would go to scout out the village northwest from their current stopping place, with the guidance of the earlier scouts in an attempt to get more information on who they are. (1 AP) Food is given to the citizens of the Myrror Tribe in rations in order to preserve the food to last them the winter. (1 AP) ------------------------------------------------- Base Population: 500 Base Tech LvL: Nomadic tribes, no Farming & no tamed animals. Weapons: Stone and Bows Armor: Hide/Fur Armor (Note: Worse than leather.)

The Myrror Tribe "Winter is coming. Let our hooves be fast." They moved deep into the nearby forests, securing themselves a spot by the some other mountains. The Beastmen immediately gathered into a humongous group, for warmth and security in the current climate. "You, I want to go cut some wood and bring it back to us. I want this group to attempt and hunt for some food. Military, I want you to split into groups in order to protect all of us at the same time." And so, they all went out in groups in order to complete their task. The chief and all women stay with the rest of the military, sharing their warmth. ------------------------------------------------- Route Being Traveled by the Myrror Tribe: Actions A group of 100 Beastmen and 50 Beastmen military go out to cut some wood and bring it back to the others. (2 AP) A group 50 Beastmen and 30 Beastmen military go out to hunt and brign it back to the others. (1 AP) A small group consisting of 10 Beastmen military move out to scout in the direction of the black cloaked people. (1 AP) ------------------------------------------------- Base Population: 500 Base Tech LvL: Nomadic tribes, no Farming & no tamed animals. Weapons: Stone and Bows Armor: Hide/Fur Armor (Note: Worse than leather.)

The Myrror Tribe "Agh, cold wind and mountains everwhere all over again." The minotaurs had just woken up, Rognam scanning around the area they had landed. He noticed that it was a choke point for any enemies that had chosen to attack them. Sadly, his people hated to stay still for the fear that they were going to be attacked or a plethora of any other reasons. And so, they would get on the move immediately as they got their things off of the boats, which wasn't much due to the fact they were nomads. "Let's move it people, we must get out of this horrid weather!" Many men, women and children agreed with Chief Rognam, and so they followed him as they ventured further into the new lands. ------------------------------------------------- Route Being Traveled by the Myrror Tribe: Actions Foraging and Hunting is done as the Myrror Tribe moves southeast. Snow is used as a water source. (4 AP) ------------------------------------------------- Base Population: 500 Base Tech LvL: Nomadic tribes, no Farming & no tamed animals. Weapons: Stone and Bows Armor: Hide/Fur Armor (Note: Worse than leather.)

Forum Name: Ravondir (It's to the left foo) Tribe Name/Leader: Myrror / Chief Rognam Race: Beastmen Religion: There is no religion, just the tribe. Skype: funny9811 Backstory: The Beastmen were formed by the god of war, Akmar, to become a fighting force against the rest of the races in the realm. They were amazing at their job, mowing down all who opposed them. They eventually came across an enemy they could not beat, an alliance of three races managed to form despite the anger of their gods. The alliance of elves, regular humans, and Trolls (which were most likely tricked into joining) quickly managed to overpower the forces of the Beastmen alone. This greatly decreased the relationship between all humans, elves, and Trolls with the Beastmen, whom then retreated into the shadow to regain their numbers. Eventually, their god of war left them, seeing as they failed in their mission to kill all other races. They gained sentience, managing to form a tribe of Beastmen and elect a strong leader to guide them. Now they resurface, their purposes much different than before, they simply want to survive. -Tribal Traits- Good Tribal Traits: Natural Nomads (-2) Large Tribal Warbands (-5) Non-Human (-2) Winter Clothes (-2) Bad Tribal Traits: Smaller Population (+1) -100 Beastmen Xenophobic (+2) Religious Zealots (+1) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Good Racial Traits: Natural Body Armor (-2) Magically Adept (-3) Bad Racial Traits: Warm Climate Orientated: (+1) Severly dislikes the colder weather Wanderers: (+1) Not comfortable with settling down Stubborn: (+1) Dislikes change ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Base Population: 500 Base Tech LvL: Nomadic tribes, no Farming & no tamed animals. Weapons: Stone and Bows Armor: Hide/Fur Armor (Note: Worse than leather.)

Caranga Tribe Bringa had left his citizens to do whatever they wanted to for the last two months, and now was the time to get to work. They all knew that winter was coming to an end, they were natives of the land after all. He came to a stop in front of the iron mines, clapping his hands rather loudly in an attempt to get attention from all those inside. "All miners, your chief asks for your assistance with a task. Those who respond with receive extra land for food." Many willing miners (if not all) came rushing out of the deep mines, some arriving later than others due to the small size of the tunnel. Bringa gathers them closer, into a huddle and utters silent words among them. Some speak and some do not, but they all agreed on the idea with an understanding nod. The miners all rushed back into the mines, eager to get to work on the new project. Bringa then hustles to the middle of the city, clapping his hands in yet another attempt to get attention from the citizens. "I ask that all soldiers come to the sound of your chief's voice. All those who come and complete my given task will be given extra rations for the rest of the summer." Many willing soldiers rush to the sound of Bringa, excited when hearing that they'd be receiving a reward for their actions. They gathered together in an even closer huddle, for warmth and secrecy. He gives them two simple tasks, all soldiers that were gathered rush back into their homes, quickly getting into thicker clothes and grabbing their weapons. They disperse, half of them heading to the mines and the other half moving out in squads of ten or so to do their task. Bringa smiles, beginning to move back to his own home, to strategize for the coming times. Actions Soldiers are sent to scout the lands nearby, watching for any monsters or other sentient races. They would kill any monster they thought could handle. (1 AP) Miners begins to [will PM this information, wish to keep this secret]. (2 AP) Soldiers are sent to guard the mines, protecting the entrance and main tunnel most of the time. (1 AP) Assets

Caranga "After all these years..." Bringa, the current Caranga King due to winning the battle for leadership against one of the strongest Baanga. He stood at a menacing 6'10, almost all Baanga looking up just to see him. But for now, he was standing on a tree stump, and a mass of five thousand Baanga stood below him. Bringa spoke in a high tone, obviously attempting to let all of the Baanga hear his voice. ".. we have been regaining our strength and numbers. Those cursed Qsiti killed large amounts of us, but we ultimately prevailed in the fight for our lives! That battle showed us how strong we could truly be if we band together. I wish to do so once again so that we may now flourish in the on-coming winter." The men and women stood silent, Bringa looking among the crowd for his siblings; he had many, 8 in fact. He was the eldest of the family, and now the chief of the clan. Once he spotted his 6 brothers and 2 sisters, he simply kept his gaze on them. "For this, we will need people of all professions to aid in this. And if you are not specialized in anything, you shall become a warrior or miner. And if you don't wish to help, you can survive on your own in the wilderness. Get into a single line, one behind the other. I will see all of your professions myself." And so, the Baanga did as they were told, no one leaving. Many were women, so they were taught everything needed to take care of families. Men were told to go in various locations, mines, homes, farms, and others were asked if they wanted to start military training with Bringa himself. Actions ____ recruited peasant Baanga are taught how to fight by Bringa himself. (3 AP) Families began to stock up for the on-coming winter. (More firewood, extra clothes, and stock up on food.) (1 AP)

All the magic users died when the Baanga fled their native land. And, I was going to ask you over Skype if you know any programs I could use do draw the dot?

Flag(Optional): Name of Civilization: Caranga Religion: The Baanga worship multiple gods known to them as the Prawlers. It consists of Baranga, Bringa, Berengar, and Bonga. They each possess their own special personality, meanings, strengths, and weaknesses. Baanga are known to be born under one of the four Prawlers, and worship the 'god' that they are blood-related to is the one they worship. If any Baanga are found worshipping any other type of god, they are banished from the clan entirely. Race: The Baanga (Sharp Teeth and Faster Swimming) Location w/ Picture: Skype (For Updates): funny9811 Short Backstory: The Qsiti and Baanga lived in the marshes for a long time, growing in trust and population. The two races regularly maintained an open trade route, flourishing with their forests and ponds and hunt. However, it all started to crumble when a Qsiti had discovered a great, powerful weapon in one of the ruins of the Baanga. The young Qsiti mistook this as an act of betrayal, deciding he should tell his leader. As he showed the Elder Qsiti this weapon and where he found it, the entire Qsiti race was against the Baanga, they mistook this powerful weapon as if it was going to be used to destroy their entire race. The Baanga were attacked the next morning. They were taken by surprise, many fell to the Qsiti's fast speed and powerful new weapon. However, with more physical strength and their tactical prowess, the Baanga prevailed in the fight for their lives. They managed to capture the weapon, and hurled it into the depths deep down below. Their people beaten down by the Qsiti's attack, they settle back down in their marshes, regaining their strength with time. [Traits] Farm Land LVL 2 (3) Weapon Reserves (2) Iron Mines (4) Smaller Population (-1) -1000 Poor Population (-1)

Somewhere, an Ascended wonders when the next dragon attack is going to occur.

What's your idea of a good antagonist?

"Better late than never." An Ascended remarks as he reads the notice.

"In the end, Light always prevails." An Ascended mutters to himself, allowing his holy flame to bounce from palm to palm.

Race: Elf (I gotchu dis time) Gender: Male Age: 197 Picture example: http://imgur.com/a/cxjzZ Bribe: Friend will pay IRL money. (I'll tell you their name through PM's.) Chibi or adult?: Adult! Do you want an ICON made of them: Yes!

hot damn that was fast

Race: Ascended Gender: Male Age: 197(???) Picture example: http://imgur.com/a/cxjzZ Bribe: I can give you 200 minas on 5.0! Chibi or adult?: Chibi! Do you want an ICON made of them: Nah.

Bye master. . . ;-; I've only role-played with you a few times before, but they were nice. I wish you luck in your real life adventures, and I hope you come back someday!

MC Username: funny981 Character Name: Ravondir Torena Race: Ascended Age: 197 Gender: Male Skin (Or reference picture): http://imgur.com/a/cxjzZ Description of Pose or Action: Just standing like a normal person. Any details or w/e: Not really.