Fantasy Azae - A World At War (IC Started But Still Recruiting)

[King Ad Rock]

Work was poopy so I'll make a CS tomorrow hopefully... I'm sorry D:
@Lord Zanicus


Did you still want to do this? I was going to RP the Mad Queen and her Shield Maiden, mostly Shield Maiden. Sneaking around Queens back.

Take your time. I'm shooting for Wednesdayish (maybe Thursday) for the real thread to start. I finally understand how things work! When I make the thread I can have separate tabs for the Timeline, Character sheets, World Map, Nation Descriptions, and Religions. That makes reading so much easier (and posting) so I will split everything up when that time comes.

[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]Most likely, yes! Got a rough idea on the character I'd like to play!

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Let me know if you need any questions answered, I'm here.

 

[King Ad Rock]

I have wed off work so will for sure have a CS done then

Awesome, no rush.


@Lord Zanicus @noremac @Crucified Fear @bottlecap @Lakita @Robyn Banks @Dirk Diggler @Jabroni @LeSoraAmari @Zuka @Savagai


I have FINALLY finished the timeline. it's completely complete. Wooo... It took me much longer than expected but it's all up to date. For those of you that want to go through the extra effort and want to read through it and want me to add things (maybe something to do with their characters) feel free. Anything I add will be added with bold tags so it's easily found through the wall of text. This was a huge step to getting the real thread started.

 

[Zooks]

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I have FINALLY finished the timeline. it's completely complete. Wooo... It took me much longer than expected but it's all up to date. For those of you that want to go through the extra effort and want to read through it and want me to add things (maybe something to do with their characters) feel free. Anything I add will be added with bold tags so it's easily found through the wall of text. This was a huge step to getting the real thread started.</p>


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I've had one day off in 10days so yaaaaaaa. That why <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile.png" alt=" " srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /> and almost a 60hr week last week <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile.png" alt=" " srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /></p>

 

[Zooks]

Money money money money, moneyyyyyy

Salary so not really.... No penalty rates for sun/overtime/etc.

 

[King Ad Rock]

So who can help me? I'm trying to finally make the main thread, but I'm not too sure on how to make different tabs for lore? How would I go about that?

 

[Lakita]

So who can help me? I'm trying to finally make the main thread, but I'm not too sure on how to make different tabs for lore? How would I go about that?

When you make a new thread, you'll see this : http://i.imgur.com/86g2rdn.png


Just click on that request tab and things should become clear. (Basically, you can make the tab yourself but the moderators will have to link it to the main thread).


At least that's what I got from it.


EDIT: This is the request tab info, in case you want to see it beforehand! http://i.imgur.com/p4ChKur.png

 

[King Ad Rock]

<p>Update: Real thread UNDER CONSTRUCTION! WhOO we did it guys :') My own CS is also under construction!</p>


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Just waiting on getting approved for different tabs!</p>

 

[yoikes]

looks interesting

 

[King Ad Rock]

[QUOTE="too much idea]looks interesting

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I am currently creating the real thread in fantasy, and we are closing up the front doors soon! If you are interested please feel free to comment or PM any questions and anything will be answered thoroughly and promptly!

 

[King Ad Rock]

Update: For those of you wondering when we are going to get any info for on the Heralds of Death, we have @Robyn Banks @Crucified Fear & @noremac hard at work on the summaries/descriptions for Shala and Cornelius. As soon as they finish (no rushing, take your time) it will be edited into the 3rd post here, as usual.

 

[yoikes]

I am currently creating the real thread in fantasy, and we are closing up the front doors soon! If you are interested please feel free to comment or PM any questions and anything will be answered thoroughly and promptly!

I'll read all the pages here first before asking questions !

 

[Lord Zanicus]

In case you're wondering, I got a lot of catching up to do at work but nonetheless, a CS for this is in the making!

 

[King Ad Rock]

[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]In case you're wondering, I got a lot of catching up to do at work but nonetheless, a CS for this is in the making!

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I'm working on mine as well!

 

[Crucified Fear]

Sorry for the delay in Cornelius' summary. I just pulled my second 12 hour day at work in a row. I should be able to get it done by tonight or early tomorrow morning.

 

[Zooks]

After some deliberation I have hence forth decided to include myself back in the RP


(Time restraints be damned!!) I shall be doing a WIP Character Sheet soon for my character

 

[King Ad Rock]

[QUOTE="Crucified Fear]Sorry for the delay in Cornelius' summary. I just pulled my second 12 hour day at work in a row. I should be able to get it done by tonight or early tomorrow morning.

[/QUOTE]
Hey man, Ive been there. Take your time, no worries. I hope nobody feels rushed or pressured with any of the tasks I gave them.

 

[Savagai]

@KingAdrock


Thread already up? It's wednesday ( )

 

[King Ad Rock]

@KingAdrock
Thread already up? It's wednesday ( )

Threads up but it's still under work. Hopefully it'll be ready by the end of the week, but I'm thinking it will be.

 

[King Ad Rock]

Now everybody here is my character, Ziek Sidane.

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Spoiler

Name: Ziek (Pronounced ZAI-EEK) Sidane

Age: 26

Race: Nomasdae-Kildran (Kildran Father, Nomasdae Mother)

Weapon of Choice: A long serrated spear with a heavy, steel counter-weight at the base of the wooden handle, used to make it both perfectly balanced, and as a means for non-lethal combat. This weight also allows Ziek to throw the spear with deadly accuracy and strength. His former mentor, Syler Hazule, had the unique weapon forged and gave it to him as a gift during their participation in the War of Royalty.

Personality: Those who have met Ziek do not forget him fast. A loud, sarcastic, self-perceived smooth-talker, he always has a witty response (or at least he judges them to be) for any precarious situation regardless of appropriateness. His loud mouth and cocky behavior have, on more than one occasion, gotten him into visible trouble at a time in his life when he should be keeping a low profile. A veteran of war, Ziek suffers from what is known as “Soldier’s Shakes”. To combat the sleeplessness, nightmares, anxiety, and depression that comes with this; Ziek spends his time drowning himself in liquor, women, and false bravado. While traveling from city to city in Southern Zeldwa, he participates in any risky behavior he believes will help him forget the dead and the past.

Description:

If not standing next to a towering T’Odis, one would describe Ziek as being quite tall standing at 6’6. His lithe yet muscular frame hints at both speed and power, although it is usually hidden under loose fitted clothing. Both of his exposed arms are riddled with scars from battles past, while his right is covered from forearm to shoulder in a black skin-ink of a Hawke’s Talon. With a deep bronze skin tone and his black, messy and curly hair, his mixed-race origins are apparent. The darkened hue and squint in his eyelids reveal his lack of acceptable sleep, his emerald green eyes always narrowed. His mouth is seemingly forever plastered with half-smirk, constantly hinting at his mischievous personality. In his ears and left eyebrow are several piercings, a fashion he picked up from his time traveling with pirates in his youth. Ziek spares the occasional moment every few weeks to shave, refusing to grow a long beard. On Ziek’s left wrist is an old Nomasdae slave chain, worn as a memento and a reminder of someone he met long ago.

Background:

Ziek was born in a small smithing village just on the outskirts of Ozryn in Kildra to a Kildran father and a Nomasdae mother. His mother unfortunately died during childbirth, and this took a deep emotional toll on his father, the famed smith, Archkan Sidane. Falling into a deep alcoholic depression, Archkan left Ziek mostly to his own devices and to fend for himself. This gave the young Ziek a sense of self-reliance and independence at a young age.

Ziek lost his father at twelve when a band of bandits raided and burned down the quiet village he called home, coming specifically for his father’s steel. Ziek could only watch helplessly, hidden behind a suit of armor, as his father was cut down with his own blades. He was able to escape both the flames and the murderous outlaws, and ran aimlessly into the Kildran plains. It was there that he met a camping Syler Hazule, a bald, meditative Nomasdae man who had just entered the country. Proceeding to tell the strange man of what just happened, while fighting back his tears, the boy hoped to warn the old man of the dangers. Ziek then stared in both bewilderment and awe as Syler wordlessly stood and walked towards the burning village in the distance with nothing but a cane. He contemplated leaving, but with nowhere to go and no coin in his pockets the young Ziek decided to follow the old man out of pure curiosity.

From the not so distant hills that lie near the village, Ziek watched Syler stroll over to several boorish looking bandits who were looting a small home on the outskirts of town. It appeared as if one of the bandits was about to speak to Syler, but before he could get a word out, Syler thrust the tip of his steel tipped cane deep into the eye socket of the leather-clad criminal. The other two bandits dropped their ill-got gains and rapidly drew their blades in panic. What came next was a work of art. Ziek gazed, almost as in a trance, as Syler danced amongst the flames. Every step, every movement was perfectly calculated. They swung their weapons with every bit of their lives, but they never did knick him, even the once. Using only the cane, Syler Hazule ended every bandit’s life that participated in the raid that night, as he fought well into the morning hours.

After Syler yanked his cane from the throat of his last victim with a sickening noise, he then turned and, again, wordlessly strolled back to his camp as if nothing had happened. Ziek had witnessed every last action, breathing it in as if it were life saving air. The tragedy of losing his father and everyone he held dear, witnessing Syler’s massacre, and the cold Kildran fall winds all combined has Ziek shaking head-to-toe while he slowly approached a now sitting Syler with caution. The trembling young man asked the elder warrior if he would be willing to take him to Ozryn, where he had family. Syler agreed, although they never made it to Ozryn, instead deciding to travel together through Zeldwa, looking for odd jobs.

Along the way, at Ziek’s behest, Syler began to subject his youthful traveling companion to his rigorous, psychotic, and seemingly abusive combat training. Every morning, afternoon, and evening was spent learning to handle a sword and sparring with two swords in one hand as soon as he was strong enough to hold them. For months at a time he would be rarely given a break. Running miles, lifting large weight, and climbing hundreds of feet; these were all daily and even hourly activities. When his sword fighting became strong enough, nighttime became designated for reading and studying. Syler would pull books, almost as if out of no where, and demand that Ziek read them in short periods of time. Books on fencing, hand-to-hand combat, military strategy, herbology, fictional ballads, and poetry were given to him. Even a cooking book was once thrown at him while Syler was in a drunken stupor, demanding the recipes be memorized.

Then, with no warning whatsoever, Ziek would find himself being put through some kind of bizarre tests and trials formulated by the strange and booze soaked mind of the mysterious Syler. With the traditional sword training came these intense feats:

• At the age of thirteen, Ziek was left deep in the unsettled portions of the Swazi rain-forest in Libertia to fend for himself for two months with nothing but a fishing net and a small dagger.
  
• Forced to hunt daily for both Syler and himself, regardless of whether or not they had coin for food or meals
  
• To learn horseback riding, Syler tied Ziek’s legs securely to the horse and set it off down the Kildran countryside
  
• For days at a time Ziek would be forced to stand on one leg, on small tree trunks, in the pouring rain and snowstorms to work on his balance and endurance while Syler threw small pebbles at him and laughed.
  
• Was sold to pirates on his fourteenth born-day by Syler when Syler lost a round of Parshumian dice to the Pirate King Chavi. Ziek had his left pinky removed when caught cheating with said Pirate King in Parshumian Dice. He was bought back by Syler 6 months later, and the old man acted as if he had never left. Ziek had learned to sail in the meantime.
  
• Was locked in a library in Libertia by Syler for one month at the age of fifteen until he taught himself how to ask to be let out articulately in Parshumese, T’Odis, and Ancient Nomasdae.
  
• After being taught tracking skills, Ziek would constantly awake to find Syler had abandoned camp and left him a note (usually in a language other than the Common Words) telling him to catch up.
  
• While he was bathing, Syler would put Ziek’s clothes at incredibly high heights, such as tied to the tops of trees or hanging from a mountainside cliff. Ziek would be forced to reclaim these in the buff.
  
• Was abandoned in the Desert of Swords for one month with nothing but a few gourds of water and a short sword. He was commanded not to run if meeting a Tral-el, and that Syler would somehow know if he did.
  
• Instructed by Syler to fence with him blindfolded after becoming somewhat accomplished with swordplay. Each misstep or missed swing was met with a hearty smack on the top of Ziek’s head with his cane.
  
• Was left in the North Mountain of T’Odis for two months at the age of fifteen with nothing but some furs and a rickety longbow, while Syler stayed comfortably at an inn in L’Aorn. Ziek was not allowed to show his face at the inn until he had a severed B’Aork’s head.
  
• Syler forced him to make his first kill at the age of fifteen while hunting a bounty they had taken in Kildra.. The man, accused of kidnapping, murder, and slavery, pleaded for his life, Syler’s only words were, “Be merciful. Make it quick and painless, young one.”
  

It was during these travels over Zeldwa that the pair met and amassed a following of like-minded and almost equally skilled friends. They had acquired expert swordsman to deadly precise marksmen of all races. From these friends Ziek learned as well, and the group eventually became known as the Black Talon Mercenaries. They gained a reputation and notoriety for carrying out any mission handed to them. It was this prestige that earned them their place in Queen's Suzane's Mercenary Army at the beginning of the War of Royalty in the Year 361.

Ziek had killed several times since taking his first life, mostly crime bounties, but war was different. He proved to be a fearsome and proficient warrior on the battlefield at a staggeringly young seventeen years old, but his adolescent mind had trouble coping with the realities of warfare. After several successful battles, where the young merc collected a nearly unbelievable amount of kills, and slayed numerous high ranking noble generals, captains, and lieutenants in the Kildran Royal Army. Tales of his speed, sheer ferociousness, and tenacity earned him the titles "The Child of Death" and "Nomasdae Blood Child" by the Kildran Royal Army, and even those fighting alongside him.

Something changed in Ziek at one point during the war, and he started to freeze in the midst of battle. Being frozen by nerves, his heart rate would increase to the point that he felt like he would lose consciousness. These symptoms are known to veterans of war and combat as "Soldier's Shakes", but luckily for Ziek the war was coming to an end. Prince Unger II forces were defeated at the Battle of Bore's Den, and the allied Mercenary forces returned back to the capitol for their assumed appointed nobility.

 

[Zooks]

Spoiler

Renaria Velouse


Named Successor to the Roadalia Throne

Race:

75% Normasdae 25% Kildran

Age:

22 Years Old

Description:

A woman of clear Norsmadae descent, tanned skin with flowing, thick brown hair. Her blue eyes the only traces from her Kildran linerage. She is tall for a woman, standing at close to 6', with most of her height in her long legs. She is fiercly strong in her own right, but dexterious and fluid in combat.

Weapon of Choice:

A beautifully hand-crafted Longbow made from the tree's surrounding the village she grew up in at on the edge of the Giant Swazi Forest. Arrows also made and fletched by hand, originally from the village but now with the supplies she can access directly from the Ashah Capital in Roadalia. She also carries a short sword strapped to her lower back for close combat fighting and has trained a Homing Hawk to help her send/recieve messages directly to Queen Dasa of Roadalia. She is skilled in tracking and horse back riding which includes Archery while on horse. Her aim is pin-point accurate and is one of the many reasons the current Queen chose her as Successor.

Personality:

Renaria, simply put, is a shell within a shell. She is reserved, smart, calculating and will only speak when absolutely necessary. This may make her seem submissive, shy, or unintelligent but she is none of these. Rather, she will speak only when absolutely necessary and will act when absolutely needed. Normasdae blood clearly runs through her veins, her determination and ferocity seen only through battle or in command. She will over analyse every aspect of a situation, even with something as mundane as the way a person addresses her to the way they kneel to Pray. She is always watching, taking in every single detail with barely the movement of an eyelid. She will understand the concept of humour but finds it too troublesome or needless to act on it. For this reason, she can come off as Cold or Unfeeling. But she has a fierce devotion to those of lesser circumstances; mostly the homeless, children, farmer's, workers and women. She does not take kindly to drunken escapades nor violence without reason. She absolutely detests womanizers.

Background:

Renaria grew up in a household with 3 other siblings and was the youngest of all three. Their village was placed in the outskirts of the Swazi Forest, where they would hunt and gather supplies to sustain them without a fierce need to go into town or to the Capital unless absolutely necessary. In was on one such occasion, on her 14th birthday, that Renaria arrived at Ashah for the first time and was greeted with a thriving city and the hussle and bustle of people. Ever cautious, always watching, she left her parents Market Stall to disappear into the Halls of one of the Great Churchs. The silence was defeaning but the young girl releashed in it. Coming before an Altar in silence she was gracious and fluid in her approach as she knelt and prayed. Here the girl stayed, in silence, for 5 hours. Not moving a single muscle. Even in her village, she was always the first to pray and the last to leave. Mostly, for guidance, and for strength for the Goddess Azae.

Unbeknown to her the Queen had entered the Church Hall to also prey for some Guidance, but having observed the very nature and gracefulness as the girl fell to her knee's she felt compelled to stay. Minutes, hours even ticked by and still the girl didn't move a muscle. The Queen could tell by the simple way her head never even bowed further to her chin, or shoulder's sagged, that she was indeed conscious and not sleeping. Almost to the minute, 5 hours later, the girl stood and made her way to leave. The Queen was so astongished she stepped before the girl and asked her name. The girl simply gazed up to her and honestly said "14 years to this day." Even the way she spoke seemed far older, far wiser then the Queen had expected. From that day the Queen approached the girl's parents and had her moved to the capital Ashah, where the girl very rarely left her side.

Morning/Midday/Dusk were times of pray, Mid-morning a time for military training, both with short sword, shield work, and practing her bow (which her calm, calculating mind even at the tender age of 14 caused her to be incredibly gifted, combined with a Longbow designed with the exact density to be sutible enough for both long range and devastating mid range). In the late afternoon, she walked beside the Queen for her civic duties, a never ending list of paperwork, connections to various officials, The Church as well as other nations. Renaria, always watching, always taking in the situation without needing to ask a single question. A curt nod of her head and nothing more was needed. At night they would dine together. As much as the Queen tried to almost talk to her like a daughter, love her and cherish her, the girl knew this was the Queen and made a clear distintion between her and her real Birth Mother whom still resided at home with her siblings. The family still hunted even from the royalites of Renaria's Shield Maiden duties, but without working they simply would have been purposefulless. They were comfortable in their lifestyle.

Over the years, Renaria having grown older but not wiser as such, for she had always been observant and dutiful, the now woman noticed a strange occurance from the Queen. A new visitor arrived, an advisor, and at first Renaria would sit in on their meetings as she had always done. Not advising, simply being present. A shadow against the wall.

But then she was unexpectedly refused a seating in the meetings. The Queen's attitude began to change. She withdrew from everyone, including Renaria but still issued orders from fast paced notes shot out from under doors. Servants scurring past hearing thrashing of furniture inside her quarters.

Renaria grew more tense. Finally when the Queen emerged to the Public, the Shield Maiden noticed almost immediately she seemed feral, almost manically so, barking order's with a hiss and flick of her arm, shouting at the crowds, calling for public displays of torture for heretics. Claiming the Goddess Azae spoke to her... Renaria, had her doubts.

But what could she do?

Watch the Kingdom fall due to the Queen's fanatical tirad?

The fact the Queen still kept her somewhat within distance spoke volumes of how much the Queen adored her, but even so, the woman doubted a single out of place word would not see she to, would be executed.

So she waits and watches.

Like the Hawk

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[Zooks]

@Robyn Banks


Our characters would have an interesting Dynamic! Just FYI, Renaria (mine) is not a Holy Knight, just a regular citizen with hunting skills and religious outlooks, who the Queen took to favour. So she is now Military Trained but has no ties to the Church as such (other becoming a Successor to the Roadalia Throne).


I would love to see there relationship, my character would be fairly uninfluenced, but it would be interesting if your character were perhaps jealous of the Queen's loyality to Renaria. Maybe she hoped she would have been named successor.


I think despite their differences they can clearly see a fracturedness to the Queen and will probably work together somewhat to see she steps down so Renaria can take over?


The possibilities are endless! xD

 

[Zooks]

[QUOTE="too much idea]The character i am currently working on sees that fractureness as well, but she turned blind eye and would still follow any command given to her and protect the Queen
T'is going to be really interesting

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To be honest my girl is the same, she will not initiate any sort of action to de-throne the current Queen. She honestly has no desire to actually be Queen, she was just roped into it at a young age and saw the benefits of strategic councling, the royalties to keep her Family comfortable, and the ability to get proper Military Training. However, she is protective in her own right so if she see's the Queen start public executions of innocents merely because Dasa assumes they are heretics and there is no evidence as such, then yeah. Renaria will have a problem with that.

 

[Crucified Fear]

To be honest my girl is the same, she will not initiate any sort of action to de-throne the current Queen. She honestly has no desire to actually be Queen, she was just roped into it at a young age and saw the benefits of strategic councling, the royalties to keep her Family comfortable, and the ability to get proper Military Training. However, she is protective in her own right so if she see's the Queen start public executions of innocents merely because Dasa assumes they are heretics and there is no evidence as such, then yeah. Renaria will have a problem with that.

Just going to come out with it, my charrie wants to take the throne to a country. But I don't think he's going to mess with Roadalians.


They crazy.


He'll take on the warrior king of Indoria, or the ice giants in T'Odis before crossing those packs of Amazons.

 

[King Ad Rock]

Everything looks great everyone.


@LeSoraAmari @Zuka @Crucified Fear @noremac @Lord Zanicus @too much idea @Lakita @bottlecap @Robyn Banks @Jabroni @Savagai


Update: We now have a rules section! It is found in a spoiler above the cast section. Take a minute to read it. Also get prepared to take all OOC chat over to the main thread soon. I will probably begin that process tomorrow and will link the Main thread here.

 

[King Ad Rock]

Lemme say, this just looks amazing. I've been looking for a role-play with game of thrones components like this for a while, and if your still taking members I'd be totally interested!

I think we might be able to squeeze you in my friend. PM me any ideas/questions.