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It is a dark time for the Kingdom of Aranya. The Empire of the Solstice, led by Empress Malakia, has forcefully taken control of the region. She has forbid the practice of magic or alchemy, for the fear of her losing control. Far away from her Imperial palace in Emmeria, a secret organization works to overthrow the Empire. The Keepers of the Flame, only recruiting individuals that could help to overthrow the Empress, have a secret base in the seaside village of Hymira, but even that village could be under the eyes of the Empire. You must pick your side, and help fight the Empire, or further its goals.

Basic Rules:

1: No Godmodding, it takes the fun out of roleplay.

2: I allow relationships but no extreme detail.

3: This is a brutal fantasy roleplay so be creative, but please keep swearing to a minimum, violence is fine.

4: Just have fun! smile

Races: (if you don't like them send me a PM with your race, and I may approve it)

Human:

The basic of all races. They are a very interesting race, mostly focusing on the skill of the blade, but some practice magic or archery. They come from the city of Emmeria.

Elves:

A very majestic race, more suited for magic or archery, but with some warriors also in their ranks. Their hometown is the city of Lyrei

Dwarves:

A stout but very tough race. They focus on brute force, mostly two handed axes. Very few practice magic but their version of archery is throwing axes. They come from the town of Remerin, in the Argonne mountains.

Kitsune: mysterious, fascinating, and mischevious. Shown as a fox-spirit, they sometimes take the form of humans but occasionally leave their tails or ears exposed. Though Kitsune are essentially spirits they are not immortal, there natural life-span is about 900 years, any Kitsune over 900 years is very rare.

~Controlled Lycanthrope~
someone who was BORN into being a lycanthrope. here, a lycanthrope has three forms; humanoid, quadruped (sometimes more a large dog than wolf), or a hybrid where the hands become like paws and bottom legs like haunches for four footed travel but the feet and hands are shaped in such a way they could be used normally. they can shift to any form at will, though the moon still controls them enough to have them slowly shift into the hybrid form the three days of the full moon. this is the only time they can copulate, and shifts are slower in the day time; slower metabolism for more active "night activity" that won't kill any future progeny. some of the strongest beings, they have enough strength to rival a middling dwarf on a regular day, and can fight equally/better if provoked (females only, like for protecting their young) or berserking (generally reserved for the males; stronger reaction than the females, but with a longer recovery time) - despite the strength and stamina gained, it takes a long time to recover, and injuries don't heal as easily when obtained during this time. they have super-sensitive senses, able to smell blood and prey up to five miles away, and can hear from eight to ten miles away. their eyesight at night is unparalleled, and they are automatically good trackers and hunters. it is rare for them to have magic other than working with other predators of a similar type and scaring off others they can't work with (which is more physical presence than anything else really), so when one does have magic they are protected zealously. they do their best to hide, being the strongest form of these people. their hides as a wolf are sought after for the tough skin like boiled leather but staying soft and supple, and their claws are almost as hard as some of the weaker diamonds. there are very few left, since they hardly ever get along unless they're mates, and even then they might not start their own pack or children; this makes them easier targets. they can also sometimes turn chosen bits of them into physical attributes from their other forms; only those who can do that can pass that trait on. they can be like the most graceful of humans but not quite as much as elves unless in quadruped/hybrid form; max height 8'.

~Bitten or Drunk Lycanthrope~
someone who has been bitten by one of the above. they are stronger than the bitten weres, but are a level or two below Blood or "born" weres. they can shift into a wolf form OR the hybrid form at the full moon, and gain a few physical attributes of either in the day, but that's about all. their visions and sense of smell is second best only to the born lycanthropes, but their hearing is slightly weaker than a born were. they are about a quarter of the way down in strength, but may grow up to an extra foot depending on race-up to 7 feet.

they retain any abilities from before, sometimes actually stronger or more thorough. a "drunk" lycanthrope is one who was given blood after being bitten, to allow for the stronger genetics to merge with their own; can copulate with any race and a drunk lycanthrope can rival the stronger weres. one could gain easy control over the other forms with training and discipline. some pain involved in the first few morphs, and actually exercising would be a good idea, to prepare their body


~Blood Were~
someone who was born a were; their senses are basically a trifle inferior to the lycanthropes, but they DO have advantages. a were is habitually only one other form, whether the hybrid or a giant animal quadruped form; but not both. they are forced to shift into their other form almost every night except for the five days around a new moon, and the quarters. they can copulate at any time with their own species, and can choose a partner from another race too; but there is a certain ritual involved to give the partner temporary abilities so that they wouldn't get harmed in the act. they can use magic in their humanoid forms, unlike most born lycanthropes. they also tend to be slightly more flexible, at least in the humanoid forms, and have about the same stamina of a born lycanthrope. max height if born is about 7 feet tall. they have the same type of charisma as any lycanthrope, but usually only within their own race. along with being more flexible they also tend to be more graceful and can be compared to the elves in accuracy. shifts can be painful if they are weak or injured; this can help them find injuries.

~Bitten Were~
basically weaker attributes of a true-blood were, but their benefit is that the magical ability or potential of a bitten goes up, sometimes gaining magical abilities that grant them speed near that of a bitten lycanthrope, strength or stamina. when blooded they gain the same timing of a were, if not then every night is spent as a fuzzball except for the three days around the new moon. if given the blood of a were, you can become a level or two below them. about the first six months hurt to shift, but with a strong mind and will they can get around that and actually gain a couple physical attributes of the were in the day time, like their sense.

~Slang~
no matter what you may be, if you are "made" you were bitten; or just bitten, to refer to a inferior form. can be used as an insult. if you are "born" or a "controlled ..." then you were BORN in a family and/or pack. the effects are basically the same if you are bitten by either race; you get turned into a Bitten Were.

~Regular Bitten Changes~
dwarves tend to turn into a large burly form thats stronger than other forms, but are slower; elves are slender and meant for speed, and can still do some magic; humans are slower than the elvish forms and weaker than the dwarvish forms but are more sure of foot and almost seem to gain some intelligence. any bitten can gain minimal blood magic that helps them track better, and may have some standing with giving abilities to move a pack to purpose, like a normal charismatic leader. they can also have kids with any other race, but pureblood Born Lycanthropes are hard to mate with since their genes are so different than the rest.

~Bitten/Blood~
if a born lycanthrope or were lets someone have some of their blood AFTER they bite someone, the bitten person can gain some extra abilities and maybe an extra form OR extra control over the one(s) they have. in the case of the lycos the elvish bitten/bled can have what looks like a fuzzy humanoid form that can walk on all fours for faster travel, the dwarves can become giant wolves/ in proportion with their strength (so they can grow bigger than purebloods, but not by more than two feet at the shoulder), and humans can basically become bigger-than-normal wolves or the stereotypical hybrid form. with the humans, the feet are more like skinny hands then paws, but it varies between body type for genetics.

all bitten forms are slightly inferior to the "originals" or born beings

when they can copulate with any race, that is of course if the other race doesn't have restrictions

if line up, this would be the order of strength/abilities on a sort of status scale

Born Lycanthrope, Born Were, Bitten: Lycanthrope, Were





Character skeleton:

Name:

Age:

Loyalty:

Race:

Gender:

Appearance:

Specialization:

Hometown:

Weapons:

Personality:

Backstory:

To help here is my character:

Name: Samantha Harkin

Age: 22

Loyalty: The Keepers of the Flame

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Appearance: Wears white armor with a blue stripe on the shoulder. Has long brown hair that goes past her shoulders. She has blue eyes.

Specialization: Blade skills and magic.

Hometown: Emmeria, but lives in Hymira with the Keepers

Weapons: A silver longsword, with a silver shortsword as her offhand weapon.

Personality: Extremely caring. Will help any person in need, regardless of the faction. Loves to read and write.

Backstory: Born to Richard and Amanda Harkin, Samantha showed excellent progress in the Academy. After graduation, she went into the Guild of Magic, but after 4 years it was shut down by Solstice. She was approached by the Keepers when she was 19, and she has been working for them ever since.

Please send all characters to me in a PM and I will approve them. Thanks, and enjoy the stay!

Profiles accepted so far:

Name: Alkerai

Age: Unknown

Loyalty: None yet.

Race: Elf ((Dark))

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Specialization: Sorcery specifically summoning.

Hometown: A village in the outskirts of Lyrei

Weapons: Magical charmed bow, sceptre, 2 shortsword made of elven steel.

Personality: Quiet, smart and brave but mostly thinks of his own goals and won't start a conversation unless he finds it neccessary.

Backstory: Alkerai was a noble in his village. He grew up with a magical experience purely from his family bloodline of fantasic warlocks and witches. He became a hugely respected person and saved peole around the village countless times including saving a burning school when he was 5 and a member of the class. Alkerai was destined to be the summoner of the great portals and keep the village safe from harm, however as he grew older he started entering Lyrei more and more and eventually found a lover there. Only to realise she was a muse and he was used so her clan could enter his village and kill all of his family and friends, when she was given the chance to murder Alkerai however she declined and killed herself instead. This torture build up in him and made a very shy and quiet person, he learned to trust no one and went on the run from others either lookign for his powers or lookign to exterminate them, he eventually came across a rumour of a city that will save his eternal running. Since then he has been searching for this city.

Name: Okori

Age: 16( actually about 322 years old)

Loyalty: The Keepers of the Flame

Race: Fire Kitsune

Gender: Female

Appearance: Human form:
Kitsune Form:

Specialization: Fire magic, healing magic

Hometown: A small settlement in the Kiro Forest.

Weapons: none

Personality: Kind and gentle, is fierce duing battles but does not believe in over-kill.

Backstory: Was born in the Kiro forest and raised there. She was an odd birth because she was born with 3 tails instead of the usual 1. Kitsune gain tails for many things, it is often a show of magical skill considering she was born to a single element. Later in her lifes training Okori learned to create a human body glamour of herself, should she choose to use it. Her tribe was attacked by The Empire of the Solstice because magic ran deep in there blood. She fled and joined a cause to help stop the fighting, The Keepers of the Flame.


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Name: Esyae Amnestria

Age: 22

Loyalty: Empire of the Solstice

Race: Elf

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Specialization: Elemental magic, Fear Inducement(control and manipulate the fears of others) Manipulative puppetry.

Hometown: The city of Lyrei

Weapons: Staff, her magic

Personality: Beautifully cruel. One moment she could be kind and the next she could turn into an uncaring demon. Has no mercy, and also has authority issues.

Backstory: Lived in Lyrei for many years. She and her sister were born into the royal family and were given the best training. Esyae and her sister Hhora planned to use their power to help the world and not just the Elves but all the races, her sister was killed by a group of multi-race thieves and slowly that dream vanished. Her mind became corrupted and her magic changed from light to dark. She began to use her gifts against others and her parents banished her from Lyrei. As the years went by her sanity came back to her and she perfected her powers. Esyae learned to control herself and others as well.

Name: Niyatahri Forestward
Age: looks about 17...really almost a hundred (about 96)

Loyalty: none yet....(eventually the Keepers of the Flame brotherhood....)
Race: Controlled (meaning born with extra control over shifting and abilities) Lycanthrope

Gender: female

Appearance: (drawing! until then; in her biped form she is like a stout elf, with graceful limbs and slightly pointed ears and upturned eyes. she has raven-black hair with two silver streaks in her bangs and almost disturbingly icy blue eyes that turn a darker shade when she shifts...but not by much. she is quite muscular, but attractively and slimly so; one must stay in shape if one is to shift between multiple forms regularly if needed, after all. as a wolf, she is slightly larger than normal and pitch blue-black, been called a witch "black as sin" with witch-stripes of pure shiny silver tipping her big ears and touching the edge of her dark blue eyes. her biped form is basically an upright-walking wolf with a humanoid build. then her eyes are even more slanted than the bipedal form and a medium-light blue, and she has extra shag in a sort of neck ruff with the silver down her head in a separate form of hair, almost like antennae.)

(Okori's human form)


(Okori's Kitsune form)



(Esyae Amnestria)

Niyatahri slunk forward into the town (same as where Samantha is) staying to the shadows with her wolf ears flat to her head. stepping forward carefully upright, her elvish-looking features were worried in a frown of concentration; she hated towns, all the noise and busyness...and the negativity she could almost FEEL, hear and taste. she scrunched up her nose at the nasty odors coming form the town, and took a deep breath of the healing forest air before she walked towards the town confidently, the quarter moon shining down and picking out the silver strands in her otherwise pitch black hair as her ears seemed to melt back into her head and elvish ones came at the same time from the side of her head like normal.

entering the town she went to some of the shops open at night, known to her type of being for being fair and impartial to all. the shopkeeper bustled out from the back, took one look at her silver hair and the giant dwarven greatsword on her back, and blanched. "Im sorry, i would have helped..." he started to say, stopped by her icy blue gaze. "I don't care...that time is over and past, they have been avenged..." she said in a soft low tone that somehow brought up thoughts of open woods and warm springtime and the sense of freedom. "I have come for supplies...and with a warning. the Darkness is moving, and fast..." "i know..." the man said, his eyes going dark, putting Niyatahri on edge. eyes slanted in suspicious, she took a careful sniff...the rank of carrion almost knocked her out but she recovered enough to parry the once-living shopkeeper's body with her black katana. it hummed form the impacts as they had a short deadly dance with blades. she stopped, barely breathing hard when the body finally stopped moving "damned demons...they need to choose better next time..." she muttered as the month-old corpse disintegrated. holding her breath she took what she needed from the old shop and left the building silently, passing a plain grave with the name of the shopkeeper engraved on it. stopping there, Niyatahri knelt down and placed a hand on the top of the still-new mound. inhaling, she closed her eyes and concentrated as she opened a hole below to the grave, calling the dust to return to its proper place. as if on a wind, the dust and essence of the real person came in and she dropped double the necessary payment into his grave. "sorry..." she said as the hole closed on her exhale. she stayed there a bit, wishing to stay invisible to all but the purest of hearts and souls, as the moon came out from the clouds (samantha say hi? lol)

Okori had been wandering through towns in her human form for some time now, though she couldnt quite hide the fact that she wasn't human. She still had golden marks on her face that proved that she was anything but human. She was just exiting the Emmeria, the human city when she spotted a group of Emperial guards heading toward the Kiro forest. She was curious and decided to follow them.
*Good thing that foxes are light on their feet* she thought ot herself.

Niyatahri spun around on her knees to stare at samantha, her eyes squinted in cautious suspicion before she smelled that this was just a regular human. she stood up slowly and brushed off her knees and looked over her shoulder at the grave "sure....i suppose so" she replied quietly, her face sad. you would get the sense if she had animal ears they'd be against her head, just by the way her face and muscles looked. she looked down, then at samantha "how'd you stay free?" she asked, being able to smell or see what seemed to be something like an aura around those who were really saturated in evil and darkness. she shook her head. "never mind, don't worry about it..." she said, her voice still pretty quiet, but more composed now. she tried to smile at samantha, remembering to hide her elongated canines just in time to keep her lips closed. "thanks though..." so saying, she started to jog around the graveyard to the outskirts of the town, towards the wild parts that humans normally had problems traveling. she thought about the oddness of how it would seem, then decided maybe she could trust samantha...she needed someone she could trust, other than the less-intelligent wolves and other predators she could communicate with. it was more of along animal lines, that she had inherited from her parents and being half-wild herself. she felt so alone, and her head hung as she started off past samantha

Samantha stared at Niyatahri as she started to jog. "Wait a moment!" she yelled, "something is bothering you, I can tell."

((Ok let's just mix everyone up))

The guards drew weapons out but by the time they were the ball was thrusted into the head of the leader, Throwing him off course into a tree killing him instantly. He then slashed the seconds guy's head off. The guards backed off slightly and called for reinforcements as he killed them all. He then sighed softly and walked to Okori stroking her head. "Hey." He spoke as he smiled innocently.