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[sjm9876]

The lone isle. The land in the void. Viewed from outside, there is at first nothing. Then come closer, and the near transparent streams of water flowing from its rim into the immeasurable depths become visible, the land itself seemingly ripped from the surface of some greater world. As you come closer still three distinct landmasses emerge out of the fog, surrounding within them a gargantuan spring, from which fresh waters spring eternal.
 Some say this spring was formed by the spirit Water as its gift to the world, as Earth gave rock, Air wind, and Fire motion. Others say the spirits simply came upon the land at a later time. Regardless, it was they who truly made the isle what it is today. For they made the peoples of the lands. From Earth were born the dwarves, hardy and practical. Men arrived from Air, infinitely resourceful. Orcs were kindled from Fire, warlike and honourable. And from Water sprung forth the Mira, peaceful and graceful beyond compare.
 But even more was to come. Bitter rivalries sprang up between the traditional and practical Earth and the innovative and creative Air, and between the aggressive Fire and the peaceful Water. And new life sprang up between those who were not opposed. Between Earth and Water came the trolls. Peaceful shepherds at peace, their stamina and regeneration made them powerful foes once roused. Elves came from between Water and Air, gifted in the arts of all kinds, and possessing a unique attunement with nature. From Air and Fire came the Drow, a race of thieves and assassins, with the violence of the orcs but without their morales. And from Fire and Earth came the Ogres, physically powerful and aggressive, but sparse and isolated from their innate savagery.
 And now, now the gods seem to rest, but for indulging the wishes of some of their more pious followers. The magic of the world now lies focused in runes, a language some say was written by the gods themselves. The land abounds nonetheless with peoples of all professions and kinds, from mages who seek only to discover more of the tongueless language, to mercenaries seeking gold and glory.

 A light drizzle comes in off the sea to swathe the square of the city of mists. A rainbow frames the view as you look out to the great spring, water gushing into the air high enough to dwarf even the marble facade of the grand palace. They say here that a rainbow on the first heralds good fortune in the coming month. you certainly hope so you think, as you edge through the crowds to the inns door. The job board could wait until it had quietened down a bit.
 You take one of the few free seats left at the bar, around a table with a group of others, seemingly in the same position as you. A moment later, the barman, a giant of a man, with scars to match, looms out of the haze of smoke to take your order.

Spoiler:  The system (click to show/hide)

Post to play, ideally roleplay heavy.
Realistic wound system - light/heavy/mangled/severed
   heavy and above usually inflict bleeding. when bleeding 1d6 is rolled:
   1 = PENALTY TOKEN = -1 to all non bleed rolls, 10 of these is fatal. Severed start with 7, mangled with 5, heavy with 3.
   ⅔ = -1 to all consecutive bleed rolls
   ⅘ = +1 to all consecutive rolls
   6 = -1 penalty token. if none available, bleeding stopped.
Rolls are made using 2d6, with modifiers applied.
Attributes for characters are divided into
EARTH: Bold actions (eg. endurance, resisting effects, charging)
AIR: Cunning actions. (eg. magic, charisma, sneaking etc....)
FIRE: Aggressive actions. (eg. attacking)
WATER: Peaceful actions. (eg. defense, healing)

Spoiler: Magic (click to show/hide)

The isle is full of free magic, which can be manifested in one of 3 ways:
DIVINE: Magic granted onto a person by one of the 4 gods. Anyone can attempt this, but only those who most respect their gods ways will succeed. If the person has displeased the god they pray to they may well be punished instead.
CHAOS: The rarest form, some people have the ability to directly access the free magic. However, they are few and far between, and the consequences of a miscast spell are great and unpredictable. There are ways to acquire chaos magic, but none are widespread knowledge.
RUNIC: The most common form of magic, inscribing runes can access the world. this is by far the safest method, but requires knowledge of runes and a way to write them. it still carries a chance of misinterpretation also, such as a fire rune creating a fireball or static flame, although the users will can directly influence this.

Spoiler: Abilities (click to show/hide)

As the adventures progress you can gain passive abilities, with varying benefits.
the following are racial benefits:
ENGINEER: +1 to checks to build things - from equipment to traps to whole buildings.
RESILIENCE: +1 to resist bleeding ( a 1 is still a penalty though), poison, and disease.
BATTLEBORN: +1 to all strategic moves inside combat, excluding retreats.
HONOURABLE: +1 to convincing others to believe you
CHARM: +1 to convince others of your goodwill
HEALER: +1 to all rolls to heal, by any means
BERSERK: When under heavy injury or greater, +1 to all combat and endurance rolls, and +1 to bleeding resist ( a 1 still = penalty)
TROLL REGENERATION: light wounds heal in seconds, heavy in minutes, mangled in hours, and severed in days.
NATURE KNOWLEDGE: +1 to all checks related to nature, and knowledge of.
DARK KNOWLEDGE: +1 to all checks related to the dark places of the world, and knowledge of.
TRAITORS: -1 to convincing others of your goodwill, except for other drow.

Spoiler:  Character (click to show/hide)

I’m looking for maybe 5 characters, waitlisters taken.
NAME:l
RACE: (if you wish to be one that isn’t listed below, please specify and I’ll see if it’s viable.)
GENDER:
CLASS: How would your character describe what they do? Please add some detail.
 (Grants 2 attr points, to be specified by you HERE(eg. 1E, 1F for a berserker))
BACKGROUND: How did your character end up in central city? What are their motivations? If you have any interesting plot-making points feel free to PM them in if you want them kept secret from the others. feel free to include factions, or to add your own, which I’ll confirm if viable.
 (Grants various starting bonuses)
ATTR: see ‘the system.’ you have 4 points to distribute as you see fit.
Please use the format:
total (assigned + race + class)

Spoiler: Races (click to show/hide)

DWARVES: Hardy and stable, they excel at workmanship of all kinds, although they are more inclined towards the practical sides of things. They occupy the easternmost continent in the main, preferring not to stray.
( +2 earth , engineer, resilience)
MEN: Diverse and creative, the men of the isle have no one speciality. They live near anywhere upon the land of the isle.
( +2 air , 1 extra attr point, extra chance to learn )
ORCS: Warlike but honourable, the orcs are violent, but they keep their word until their last breath. They occupy the southern deserts and plains of the isle.
( +2 fire , battleborn, honourable)
MIRA: The most peaceful and graceful of all the races, they have a natural gift with others, although they will die to defend their clanmates. they live on the northern continents coasts.
( +2 water , charm, healer)
OGRES: Physically powerful and with aggression to match, the average ogre stands twice the height of the tallest man. However, their lack of intelligence and cooperation leads them to squabble among themselves, preventing a threat to the isle. They live in the hills and mountains on the southern and eastern continents.
( +2 earth, +2 fire, -2 air, -2 water , berserk)
TROLLS: Standing somewhere between a man and an ogre, trolls are peaceful shepherds. Slow to anger, once roused they are nigh unstoppable due to their natural endurance and regeneration. They are an insular species, occupying a few large islands and a small area between the north and east continent.
( +2 earth, +2 water, -2 air, -2 fire , regenerate)
ELVES: The most gifted magically of the races, the elves are a territorial people, and defend their lands and secrets fiercely. They live in the forests of the northenmost continent.
( +2 air, +2 water, -2 fire, -2 earth , nature knowledge)
DROW: A race of thieves and assassins, with the violence of the orcs but lacking their honour, the drow are outcasts among the people of the isle, almost universally mistrusted.  They occupy the dark places of the southernmost continent.
( +2 air, +2 fire, -2 water, -2 earth , dark knowledge , traiors)

Spoiler: Known Factions (click to show/hide)

  THE DWARVEN EMPIRE: Nearly all dwarves are members of this faction, ruled over by the warrior king Hrun Stoneson. they place a strong emphasis on loyalty to both family and crown.
  THE CLANMEET: A lose faction comprised of Mira, Trolls and Elves, who otherwise are ungoverned. Once every 2 years the elders of each race gather to discuss affairs and their roles in them.
  THE MEN OF VARDUS: A group of men in the southern regions of the isle, who claim to be descended from the first mage, Vardus, and thus claim sovereignty over the other men of the isle.
  THE 101 BLADES: An informal group of sorts, composed of a variety of bladed weaponmasters and their hopefuls from all races and walks of life. They are most like a Dueling Club, constantly competing to determine ranking-there are almost always only 101 (barring the occasional deaths), and the only way to join is best the person above you, or force them to submit to you. It is a den of constantly shifting intrigues and power plays, nobles and mercenaries and commoners competing for nothing more than the title of 'The Best of the Best'. The 101 blades has ironically, at times in their own history, dueled against competing clubs of similar natures to determine whose stronger of they. At this time, they are in a bloody feud with the Hungering Tigers, which complicates the dueling nature of the order-often, members are forced to band together to fight them, only to have to fight each other later that day..
 Still, for such a contentious group, there are strong friendships that balance out the bitter rivalries. Even husbands and wives occupy the 101st ranks together. There is a certain honesty in knowing that one day you might have to kill the man or woman who sits beside you...but until that day, they are your greatest ally. Many of them are like Ryxa, wanderers with no sense of direction. But the 101 is home to anyone who can prove they belong there, barring any racial or societal creed-a surety that is not often granted in this world.
 The Rules/One cannot refuse an offer to duel from a fellow member. The only rules are as such.
1. One day can elapse from the challenge to the duel itself.
2. The Challenger sets the 'rules' of the duel, the one being challenged sets the time and place.
3. If either side does not meet at the place and time, they are considered to forfeit.
4. You may only challenge something within 10 ranks your greater. You may challenge anyone lesser than you.
5. Losing a duel, if not your life, will reduce you in rank to the one who defeated you, if they were lower. If they are higher, you will be moved to the least position, and everyone will move forward a single rank. Losing a match at the lowest rank, and you are removed from the order-forever.
6. A person may only be challenged once a week, at which points their position is secured and they may freely decline additional duels,until five days have passed.
7. There are no restrictions to the duel itself, aside from the stipulations of the challenger-which are really considered only 'suggestions'. Anything goes. Including, but not limited to poison, ambush, or bringing an army alongside you.
  THE SUN ORDER: a religious faction that seek battle against evil no matter what form it take(Should also be noted that some drows and other 'evil' races make up their ranks, leading to some saying that they can't do their job, regardless of times where a Sun drow save they from a 'goody' mira that made deals with devils.)
  THE CLOVER: A group of healers who give aid to any who seeks it. Currently in turmoil due to the death of their leader.
...

Spoiler: Known Places (click to show/hide)

  CENTRAL CITY: Has many other names. It is situated on an island by the spring in the centre of the isle, and is a meeting place for people of all kinds from all walks of life.
  THE CHASMS: A number of chasms are present throughout the isle, although no one is sure where they came from.
…

This probably isn't going to start properly for a week, due to exams, but this is here for apps and questions at the moment, as well as a bit of RP if i get apps.

Spoiler: In (click to show/hide)

Clair Sky (Mira Savior) - scapheap
Ryxa Hunneld (Drow Myrmidon) - Dwarmin
Kyle Johnson (Human Thief) - kj1225
Rylash (Drow Chaos Dancer) - kilakan
Selina Tado (Elvish Midnight Healer) - RangerCado

Spoiler: Waitlist (click to show/hide)

Krom the wise - GreatWyrmGold
Fode Spurthollow - IpunchFaces

[sjm9876]

(Reserved)

[scapheap]

May add to it, but it should be a valid app.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

NAME: Clair Sky
RACE: Mira
GENDER:Female
CLASS: Savior:A healer who also take up the blade(1F, 1W)
BACKGROUND: A member of the Sun order, a religious faction that seek battle against evil no matter what form it take(Should also be noted that some drows and other 'evil' races make up their ranks, leading to some saying that they can't do their job, regardless of times where a Sun drow save they from a 'goody' mira that made deals with devils.), Clair follows the trail of a dwarf that weilds unholy powers.
Like all miras, Clair has a gift for healing magic and was apart of a faction of healers known as the clover. For many years Clair would heals where she could and was happy, but the leader, a troll called Ren Power, seeks dark powers. A sacrifice was needed and Clair was chosen. When he and his cult came for her, she grabbed her father's sword and barely slew them all bar one, nearly dieing. With the respected Ren dead and what little proof of his deed removed by the survivor, Clair was sentenced to death, but a sun member, a drow called Chris Glen, managed to proof her innocence and find the final cult member.
Even with her name clear, Clair didn't feel safe at her home and joined the Sun order, becoming a savior.
ATTR:
EARTH: 2(2+0+0)
AIR: 0(0+0+0)
FIRE: 2(1+0+1)
WATER: 4(1+2+1)

Martini, please

[Dwarmin]

NAME: Ryxa Hunneld
RACE: Drow
GENDER: Female
CLASS: Myrmidon/In the culture of the Drowish, a Myrmidon is a term for 'loyal follower'-a man at arms who serves proudly. It's more particularly a signifier of one who is extraordinarily skilled in sword fighting. They carry no shield, and wear only light armor. Their choice of weapon is similar to the Katana, designed for flowing and slashing strokes, and elaborate parries-rather than crude jabs and shunts. A Myrmidon moves with lightning speed and reflexes, and enjoys martial combat against single foes in particular-all the better to best them. They are, mostly, young and reckless foolhards who live hard, die quickly and leave a room full of corpses as they go. Only the best among them survive very long at all, and those that do become legends-said to be capable of impossible feats, like cutting arrows in flight from the very air. Their swords, too, become famous-they are not throwaway weapons, and have names of their own. Some are even said to gain a measure of thought, and are able to speak back to their owners...but, Myrmidons live as much by tall tales, as they do by their skills...

In any case...they will spend their entire lives, devoted to the training of the blade-always waiting for a worthy challenger.

(+1F, +1E)

BACKGROUND: Ryxa was claimed by bad luck from a young age-her parents, long into debt, sold her to slavers to cover their gambling markers. She would spend her teenage years as a dancer, entertaining various low lifes. But she was not content, not at all. No one was suspected she would actually use the dexterity that had been gifted to her for anything other than pleasuring the patrons...but in truth, she had begun training to use a sword. How to cut a man limb from limb, to dodge, to parry, to kill.

Ryxa's first demonstration of bladework was part of her 'routine'. How they marveled, at the young woman who would do such dangerous stunts for their amusement. So beautful, and so deadly. Every day, she grew stronger and more skilled-her dances would become more elaborate.

In time, she got what she wanted-the very Slaver Cartel master himself came to witness her, for his own no doubt diabolical reasons. Perhaps he had already suspected a greater use for her swords...but when she leapt off the stage and removed his head in a single stroke, he thought nothing ever more. Ryxa cut her way through a dozen men and earned her freedom that night, charging into the streets with her thin dancers dress covered in gore. Those who hunted her met similar fates to those that tried to stop her. When she began cutting down more local slavers in retaliation, they hurriedly offered her a peace deal, which was accepted. Though...now and again an ambitious captain will still attempt to capture or kill her to earn respect in their organization for taking down the one who embarrassed them so badly.

She became a wanderer after that, eventually finding and earning admission into the 101st-which from then on, Ryxa considered her true family. If a bit of a contentious one. Up this point, her life is further defined by them.

Faction: The 101 Blades/An informal group of sorts, composed of a variety of bladed weaponmasters and their hopefuls from all races and walks of life. They are most like a Dueling Club, constantly competing to determine ranking-there are almost always only 101 (barring the occasional deaths), and the only way to join is best the person above you, or force them to submit to you. It is a den of constantly shifting intrigues and power plays, nobles and mercenaries and commoners competing for nothing more than the title of 'The Best of the Best'. The 101 blades has ironically, at times in their own history, dueled against competing clubs of similar natures to determine whose stronger of they. At this time, they are in a bloody feud with the Hungering Tigers, which complicates the dueling nature of the order-often, members are forced to band together to fight them, only to have to fight each other later that day..

Still, for such a contentious group, there are strong friendships that balance out the bitter rivalries. Even husbands and wives occupy the 101st ranks together. There is a certain honesty in knowing that one day you might have to kill the man or woman who sits beside you...but until that day, they are your greatest ally. Many of them are like Ryxa, wanderers with no sense of direction. But the 101 is home to anyone who can prove they belong there, barring any racial or societal creed-a surety that is not often granted in this world.

The Rules/One cannot refuse an offer to duel from a fellow member. The only rules are as such.

1. One day can elapse from the challenge to the duel itself.
2. The Challenger sets the 'rules' of the duel, the one being challenged sets the time and place.
3. If either side does not meet at the place and time, they are considered to forfeit.
4. You may only challenge something within 10 ranks your greater. You may challenge anyone lesser than you.
5. Losing a duel, if not your life, will reduce you in rank to the one who defeated you, if they were lower. If they are higher, you will be moved to the least position, and everyone will move forward a single rank. Losing a match at the lowest rank, and you are removed from the order-forever.
6. A person may only be challenged once a week, at which points their position is secured and they may freely decline additional duels,until five days have passed.
7. There are no restrictions to the duel itself, aside from the stipulations of the challenger-which are really considered only 'suggestions'. Anything goes. Including, but not limited to poison, ambush, or bringing an army alongside you.

Ryxa is currently 67th place in the 101, having triumphed over twenty three competitors to date.

ATTR: see ‘the system.’ you have 4 points to distribute as you see fit.
Please use the format:
total (assigned + race + class)
+3F, +1A
+1F, +1A
+2F, +2A, -2 W, -2E
-------------------
=+6F, +4A, -2W, -2E

Ryxa orders Rock Scorpion Ale-a native Drow beverage, designed not to lull one into a sleepy drunkeness but keep them hyper alert and in a state of readiness. Not unlike being stung by a scorpion would, in away. It's quite unhealthy, in the long term.

[kj1225]

Name:  Kyle Johnson
Race:  Man
Gender:  Male
Class:  Thief- He steals money for fun and profit also stupid people don't deserve money. +2  to air.
Back story:  Kyle wanted to make a honest living on doing odd jobs... and stealing from people. Really not much more to ad to that statement.
Attributes:  2 earth + 2 water + 1 fire + 2 air + 2 air= (2 earth, 2 water, 1 fire) assigned (2 air) racial (2 air) class

Drink order is whatever this universes equivalent of whiskey is.

[kilakan]

Name:Rylash, just Rylash he has no kin name anymore.
Race:Drow
Gender:Male
Class:Chaos Dancer-A design of his own choice, a gambler and warrior with no learned style.  His ultimate goal is to learn chaos magic as the gods and runes fit too much of a set style for his taste.  (+A +F)
Background:  As a child, Rylash was small and weak compared to the other children.  He quickly became an outcast of sorts as he could not keep up with the other drow and so he resorted to gambling with himself, making bets that he could or couldn't do something, flipping coins for when to fight or run and rolling dice to determine his days activities.  The other drow rapidly became weary of his chaotic nature, he never showed up for any training or work, would steal from someone one day and shower them in gifts the next all of which were stolen from other drow.  However with maturity came a sense that his childhood games with himself were just that, childhood games;  So what sort of game could one play as an adult?  His answer came in the form of freelance work, the uncertainty of proper jobs, the chaotic nature of combat and being able to wander where one wants.  Setting off in the dead of night, he wandered forth into the open world with no set goals in mind and less money to his name.  Perhaps fortune would favor him with glory and gold, or maybe he would die a nobody in some ditch, the thrill of it would be all the life's fulfillment Rylash would ever want.
attributes:
EARTH 0 (2,-2, 0)
AIR 4 (1, 2, 1)
FIRE 4 (1, 2, 1)
WATER -2 (0, -2, 0)

"Hey barkeep, give me the houses popular brew please and thanks."  Rylash looks around to see if there is any card games or dice ongoing, and whether it looks too serious to take a player with almost no money.

[sjm9876]

All good Scapheap,

kj, it's 4 assigned points, not 5. All good otherwise.

[kj1225]

All good Scapheap,

kj, it's 4 assigned points, not 5. All good otherwise.

I get an extra point from being a man.

[sjm9876]

Ah sorry. My bad there. All good then.

[Dwarmin]

Posted

[sjm9876]

Dwarmin, excellent. Although the end tally puts 1A from class wheras the in-class one puts 1E. i assume you meant air as that better fits the description.

kilakan, good, just a drink order

[scapheap]

Went and added to my app.

[RangerCado]

reserve!!!! (just in time!)

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Selina Tano
Race: Elves
Gender: Female
Class: Midnight Healer (+1A +1W)
Background: Selina was born in a small village in the southern-most area of the Northern Continent. She was originally meant to help defend the forests from Human invaders, training with dual blades and stalking techniques when she turned 12. At the age of 22 however, she was found to have a natural aptitude for healing wounds of various severities. She was pressured into changing her focus to that of a healer, and eventually did so when her brother fell deathly ill with some unknown sickness. Although unable to save her brother, Selina continued to pursue the healing arts. One day, a band of Ogre raiders showed up out of no where, slaying many and capturing the rest. They were taken to a Strange human man, who piled them on a boat and started to take them to some sort of slave country owned by some of the more Barbaric Humans. During their confinement however, Selina escaped her bonds during the night. She quickly moved around her kinsman, healing all major wounds before setting them free.

They began to take over th ship from within, killing most of the prisoner guards before an alarm could be sounded. When one finally was, it was too late to stop the elves from defeating the rest of the Humans and Ogres. Selina did not escape unscathed however. A crafty mage who had been on the boat had summoned half a dozen spectral swords near the end of the fighting, one of which slashed diagonally across her face, from her right eye to her lower left jaw. Her face was left scarred and, to her, ugly. When the elves found non-hostile land, she covered her face. She left her left eye visible but nothing else, going into a seclusion. She eventually began healing again, but only during the night as to hide her scar when she removed the covering to focus with both of her eyes.

She eventually left her kinsmen, and travelled the land they had beached the ship on, finding Center City after two months of wandering doing odd jobs here and there. She entered hoping to find some work as a fighter, still remembering her early training, but remains a healer at heart. The covering stays where it is at all times of the day, removed only when healing or when alone in her sadness. (Wow, didn't expect this insperation to jump to my mind)

Attributes:

Earth: -2 (0 - 2 + 0)
Air: 4 (1 + 2 + 1)
Fire: 0 (2 - 2 + 0)
Water: 4 (1 + 2 + 1)

Ask for water, if none is given, order nothing.

[sjm9876]

All clear ranger. I may start writing the start up now, as I'm sure kilakan can manage without a drink.

((Due to my lack of artistic abilities i'm going to give each rune a code to reference it rather than a picture.
And inventories, known runes, etc..... will be PM'es, to share/withold as you wish.))

[kilakan]

Edited in, completely missed that part hehe