Fantasy To the Northlands (Detailed)

[Lekiel]

Hi people ^o^!!

So uhm, I'm terrible at doing and interest check D: But if you like a super detailedtextwallcustomworld, if you like high fantasy themes with good ole elf maidens dwarves and silver knights with a lil fantasy romance... you're in luck!! Be warned though, the setting is actually really really extensive >.< It's something an old friend of mine came up with.. but since she is no longer around, I decided to keep it alive.


I guess the best way is for you to look through the thread itself, I assure you, it will only take 3 minutes of reading time to find out if you'll be interested or not! ^^;

link here - > ANDARUN - A World Reborn (wip)

I have to warn you first though, it is rather detailed (I think I've repeated this enough times =P)... Of course, I won't be quizzing you on it, and you don't have to memorize it. I'm looking to start a 1x1 with someone willing to play a male character, preferably from the Dominion of Arya, but not necessary. There might be some elements of romance involved *-* `cos i'm that kind of person, but we'll keep it realistic. The actual background story will be revealed once I have a promising suito- *ahem* candidate!


I'm not fussy or demanding when it comes to posts. Twice a week, quality over quantity (one good sized paragraph, with effort made to proof-read) is great for me =D Anyways... hope to see someone soon! If this kicks off, I might even start a small group rp ^^

 

[Lekiel]

BUMP! Looking for anozer partner ;

RP Based off the World of Andarun: ANDARUN - A World Reborn (wip)

~To the Northlands~​

Due to the nature of this RP, the details of the story differ slightly, depending on the Homeland and class of your character. For simplicity's sake, the default alignment of your character will be 'The Dominion of Arya'.

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It started in the most peculiar of ways. Though perhaps not the most unusual, depending on how you see it. A border town, within the northmost reaches of the Dominion comes across a decaying body of a soldier floating down the stream. Now, such floaters though rare, was not unheard of by villagers. The truce between the three kingdoms opening up travel throughout the lands, giving the keys to errand adventurers to go out treasure seeking. This floater would have simply been dismissed as another stupid hapless soul, had 'he' (well, six out of ten of the border patrol wagered the overly decayed body was a male) been discovered by simple folk.

But as fate would have it, a particularly enthusiastic patrol captain and his men spotted the body as they were making their last rounds for the shift. Excited at the unusual sight (now, you must forgive him as patrolling borders can be really boring as of late; the most action a Dominion soldier would have these days would be to see their Bloodsworn counterparts and hurl insults at the pointy ears. Unless one were placed within Wretched infested territory, but that's besides the point). Now, upon recovering the body and searching it, our dear captain discovered a tattered map carefully rolled up in a worn but otherwise intact leather casing, effectively protecting it from the stream waters. Eyeballing the corpse, our dear astute Captain deduced that this man was no simple adventurer. Though very much faded, one could assumed that he wore the colours of sorts. The body belonged to a soldier (there were also other trinkets found on the body to confirm the suspicion). Though from which army was the question.

Fast forward a month or so (cause I'm really lazy at story-telling), the body and map now resides within the walls of Midranthos, capital of the glorious Dominion. Ambassadors from the other two regions had all but confirmed that the soldier belonged to neither one of their armies. Embroiled within their own internal politics, the Vanharen and Aryan Lord was quite intent on dismissing the peculiar situation; that is until their Elvish counterpart remarked that the map depicted a region towards the north of his Kingdom. The Vanharen representative snorted the claim away and took his leave, all dramatic with his green smoke and eerie theatrics.

Now, one must understand, that the people of Andarun understand, that their world does not end beyond the Skyreach Mountains north of the Bloodsworn. One should understand however, that it is extremely difficult and nigh impossible to cross said mountain range; as only a very small handful of people have ever done so. Reports of what lay beyond, was simply that of a winter wonderlan- I mean, desolate landscape, with nothing to offer.

Long story short, the Bloodsworn delegate happened to know of some relatives who had been across the mountain range, (oooh destiny oooh plotfixing! oooh!) and thought it would be interesting to see what they could find. The Aryan acting very much true to his stereotype, the haughty noble, did some complicated math in his head and realized that he stood a chance to gain from this conquest as well, with nothing much to lose. Hence, he declared that he too will send an emissary to the north.


You my friend will be playing this Aryan hero (picked by the Aryan noble, for whatever reason. You could be an annoying bastard child that nobody will miss but will bring honor to his name if he succeeded or some... well its up to you!) ^-^!

I will be playing your Bloodsworn guide *-*!

~The Map~

~Character Application~​

For this RP, you may choose any of the 'normal', 'special' or 'elite' classes.


Just a basic character skelley will do, as below:


Name:


Age:


Gender:


Homeland: (The Bloodsworn, Arya, Vanharen)


Race:


Class:


Equipment: (Please be mindful of the limit one person can carry ; )


Appearance: (at least 3 lines, include a picture if you have one. Otherwise, add more description to define your physical features)


Personality: (Optional, can be discovered through the story anyway ^^ but extra merit if you make the effort and come up with something "great")


Character Background: (Character background and history. Keep it.. uhh how shall I put it? Balanced? I mean there's no point being a super skilled legendary mythical warrior God who can fell a whole army with a sneeze! Andarun has extensive lore and background, use it to fit your character in!)

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~THE CHARACTERS~

Name: Talyndra kaelas`Farandir

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Homeland: The Bloodsworn

Race: Anarhin (Sun Elf)

Class: Stormlord

Equipment: Silver bound spellbook, Heartwood dagger and Ghastwood elven longbow. Talyndra's ivory colored mage robes is embroidered with gold threads and woven onto an enchanted leather bodice to make it more resilient than ordinary robes. Compact slingpouch with usual traveling supplies. She also wears a slim black choker, inlaid with a swirling milky white gem.

Appearance:

Talyndra is blessed with high cheekbones, chestnut brown almond shaped eyes and small slightly upturned nose giving her a rather impish look. Olive coloured skintone further solidifies her heritage as one of the anarhin. Luxurious amber coloured tresses falls to the small of her back, which she usually braids at the sides to keep in check. She stands at a towering 5 feet 6 inches, glorious! Talyndra possesses a petite body framework with just, only just, enough curves in the right places.

Personality: (Leaving this out for now)

Character Background: Talyndra, younger of only three children born to Lord Tasaldan Farandir, was what her people would call a larle`. In commons, bastard. Lord Tasaldan's only wife, having passed away giving birth to his first daughter. Talyndra's mother was a mere maidservant of the house, was compensated before being sent away shortly after Talyndra was born. Given the fact that she was the younger of two daughters, and an illegitimate child, Talyndra was fortunate that her father chose to acknowledge her; but only to the extent of providing for her needs and education. Despite his generosity, any sort of inheritance was entirely out of the question, not that Talyndra minded. Without the burden that usually comes with being a 'proper' child of a prominent elven lord, she was mostly left to her own devices. This gave her ample freedom to pursue art in all its forms, for she loved it; and would've spent all her days immersed in it if not for the fact that she was sent to Heartfire Academy to learn the ways of a Stormlord.


Right at the onset, Talyndra proved to be trouble, trouble of a different sort. Talyndra's powers were sporadic to say the least. One moment, they would fail her completely and the next, they would be blazing uncontrollably albeit powerfully; to the cost of damaged school property. Her mentors blamed her lack of concentration for such uncontrollable magic. Despite that, she managed to complete her studies and even work, at her father's behest (well, he didnt speak to her... he wrot- he bade one of his servants to pen a suggestion), as a tutor at the academy. Talyndra knew her father was slowly wiping his hands clean off her, gradually cutting her off in what he deemed was the most ethical way.


Talyndra's bow was given to her by Tanadris, her older sister and also Calenfar Captain. Also the only person in the whole House Farandir who didn't look at her askance. Tanadris taught her how to wield it, and though Talyndra's mastery of the elven longbow is fair, it is nowhere near as skilled as a regular elven Ranger.

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[Lekiel]

Closed again~!

 

[Lekiel]

bump!

 

[Lekiel]

badump bump!

 

[Meawinda]

I am super interested in this! I have been dying to play something in depth. Give me ,like, a little bit of time to read over it fully and I'll see if I can make a character!

 

[Lekiel]

Thanks for your interest! You're third in line though, but i haven't confirmed my partner yet. we'll see how it goes

 

[Meawinda]

That's cool. I'll still read over the world setting as it seems really interesting!

 

[Lekiel]

That's cool. I'll still read over the world setting as it seems really interesting!

Will pm you shortly.

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Man! I always come late! Ah, well. Whatever, right? Looks really cool, though!

 

[Lekiel]

Man! I always come late! Ah, well. Whatever, right? Looks really cool, though!

:,( yeah... thanks though! Will let you know if there's an opening.

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

:,( yeah... thanks though! Will let you know if there's an opening.

Alrighty. Thanks!

 

[Lekiel]

Already have a partner, but I'm planning to allow in another 2 more characters to make it a small group RP. However, characters can only be from the Arya or Bloodsworn. Not first come first served basis. I will assess our compatibility based on your CS and a sample post.

However, Meawinda Rusty of Shackleford , if you guys apply within 24 hours I will prioritize going through your CS's first! (I.e. in the event of a tough decision, you will have priority)

Edit: you may post your CSs here or pm it to me.

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Planning to allow in another 2 more characters to make it a small group RP. However, characters can only be from the Arya or Bloodsworn. Not first come first served basis. I will assess our compatibility based on your CS and a sample post.

However, Meawinda Rusty of Shackleford , if you guys apply within 24 hours I will prioritize going through your CS's first!

Woo!

 

[Meawinda]

Name: Vospheranne Lillaevia


Age: 150


Gender: female


Homeland: The Bloodsworn


Race: Elf (Moon Elf)


Class: Planeswalker


Equipment: Simple staff, 2 daggers (carried on either hip), backpack, bedroll, change of clothing, mess kit, wide brimmed hat (to protect eyes from the sun), coin purse, and a traveling cloak.


Appearance: (I could not find a picture I liked so I will be making my own eventually.) Vospheranne stands at an intimidating 6 ft. Her skin is pale and somewhat translucent, Her hair is dark with silver tips and streaks running throughout it. Her eyes are a piercing blue. Her features are sharp and her eyes calculating. She wears an intricate dress with gold colored designs, which is partially covered by a black traveling cloak. She wears fingerless gloves and several gold rings and bracelets. Around her neck there is a choker with a raw amethyst crystal hanging from it. Coming up to her nears are leather boots. Her nose is pierced with a gold ring, as are her ears. Her hands are scarred with electrical burns from accidents from her extensive study of magic.

Personality: There's nothing in the world that seems as beautiful to Vospheranne as gold or lightning on a stormy night. Her interests are in the heavens and how they work. She reveres lightning as one of the most powerful forces in the world. She is very calm and collected, and she very rarely shows much of the emotions she is feeling at the time. As a child of the moon she naturally prefers moonlight to the sun. Vospheranne has a great fondness for those who seek knowledge and a silent disdain for those who don't question their state and their course. She is very knowledgeable and greatly enjoys in sharing her knowledge, however she dislikes having to repeat herself. She is a little arrogant, but mostly in a way where she thinks she is superior in skill and not that others are inferior to herself.

Character Background: Vospheranne was raised by a poorer family of elves. Her mother and father worked to make potions to aid the sick. When they had discovered Vospheranne's gift to touch the elemental plane they immediately sent her way to study. Vospheranne never resented this choice, however she grew distant from her family and often felt lonely, for lack of a better word. She grew to study many things, taking in knowledge like a sponge. However, she learned actual magic much or slowly than the practical knowledge behind it. She had several incidents where she would receive burn scars, both electrical and not, for amateur mistakes. As years past she grew much more proficient and she began to use her elemental magics to make a living for herself. Tired of being confined to the limited knowledge in libraries, she turned to learn more of the inter-workings of the world in the field.
(Edit)
Nefari of Storms

 

[Lekiel]

Name: Vospheranne Lillaevia


Age: 150


Gender: female


Homeland: The Bloodsworn


Race: Elf (Moon Elf)


Class: Planeswalker


Equipment: Simple staff, 2 daggers (carried on either hip), backpack, bedroll, change of clothing, mess kit, wide brimmed hat (to protect eyes from the sun), coin purse, and a traveling cloak.


Appearance: (I could not find a picture I liked so I will be making my own eventually.) Vospheranne stands at an intimidating 6 ft. Her skin is pale and somewhat translucent, Her hair is dark with silver tips and streaks running throughout it. Her eyes are a piercing blue. Her features are sharp and her eyes calculating. She wears an intricate dress with gold colored designs, which is partially covered by a black traveling cloak. She wears fingerless gloves and several gold rings and bracelets. Around her neck there is a choker with a raw amethyst crystal hanging from it. Coming up to her nears are leather boots. Her nose is pierced with a gold ring, as are her ears. Her hands are scarred with electrical burns from accidents from her extensive study of magic.

Personality: There's nothing in the world that seems as beautiful to Vospheranne as gold or lightning on a stormy night. Her interests are in the heavens and how they work. She reveres lightning as one of the most powerful forces in the world. She is very calm and collected, and she very rarely shows much of the emotions she is feeling at the time. As a child of the moon she naturally prefers moonlight to the sun. Vospheranne has a great fondness for those who seek knowledge and a silent disdain for those who don't question their state and their course. She is very knowledgeable and greatly enjoys in sharing her knowledge, however she dislikes having to repeat herself. She is a little arrogant, but mostly in a way where she thinks she is superior in skill and not that others are inferior to herself.

Character Background: Vospheranne was raised by a poorer family of elves. Her mother and father worked to make potions to aid the sick. When they had discovered Vospheranne's gift to touch the elemental plane they immediately sent her way to study. Vospheranne never resented this choice, however she grew distant from her family and often felt lonely, for lack of a better word. She grew to study many things, taking in knowledge like a sponge. However, she learned actual magic much or slowly than the practical knowledge behind it. She had several incidents where she would receive burn scars, both electrical and not, for amateur mistakes. As years past she grew much more proficient and she began to use her elemental magics to make a living for herself. Tired of being confined to the limited knowledge in libraries, she turned to learn more of the inter-workings of the world in the field.

Meawinda: Have you read the two "books" on magic in the lore thread ? You might've missed something in your CS

To Everyone Else: I'll give some more time for others to put their CS's in as my work day tmrw will be pretty busy!

 

[Meawinda]

Meawinda: Have you read the two "books" on magic in the lore thread ? You might've missed something in your CS

To Everyone Else: I'll give some more time for others to put their CS's in as my work day tmrw will be pretty busy!

Whoops! I posted Nefari of Storms in my sheet.