The End is Nigh(Exalted 2.5)

[Lord of Chaos]

Never did get an answer about if we are using Merits and Flaws.

I would STRONGLY recommend against it, seeing as how nearly every one of them is either useless or broken.

 

[Feantari]

Anyone willing to step in and help me complete this?

Sure. Feel free to PM me your wish list and what you want to be able to do and I'll try to shoot you some tips or build ideas/options.

 

[Cirno]

*vouches for Feantari's helpfulness*


Oh hrm. Is it better to avoid going far into War (and expecting Mass combat) since the game's not combat-heavy?

 

[Seeker of the End]

Here's my bio!


Name: Jayce Riven


Concept: Wanderer, Determinator


Age: 21


Caste: Night


History:

Spoiler

"It doesn't matter if everyone hates me. It doesn't matter if I'm called Demon, Monster, Anathema. I am who I am, and I hold no regrets for the path I have taken… For at the end of the beaten road, it matters not who you are, were, or will be. It matters not for what you were, are, and what you will become. For an Ending always awaits." – Jayce Riven


Riven was a very young and talented child. At the town of Mercy in the Scavenger Lands, he worked day in and day out, helping whoever that he could. To him, there was no greater joy than to help others.


He wanted to be a hero, someone who would help others regardless of what happened to them, someone who would gladly lay down his life for his allies. From the hundreds of tales he had heard from travelers, that was his single-minded aspiration. Even-Blade Masters, Anathema, The Wyld, he had heard everything. But it was on his 19th birthday that everything changed.


It started with fire, a black unholy fire that marched throughout the lands, the undead meandering after it. He remembered the screams as the black and crimson fire burned people where they stood. Not even ashes remained of the people who died an agonizing death. No mercy could be given by the dead, for they need no reason to consume. They just did, and they consumed with zeal that far surpassed any mortal.


Riven had never held a blade in his life, but when he was the only survivor, he had no choice but to go to battle. He grasped a simple slashing sword, and felt something within him move, something deep within his souls.


'You witnessed injustice but you did not possess the power to fight back and purge the corruption of this land. But no more, for now as long as you draw breath, you shall be the avatar of my righteous glory. Now go forth, and bring forth my wrath and mercy to all that you see. In my name, Sol Invictus, I crown you my Lawgiver. Now go forth in my name. I shall be watching you!'


A Hollow Sun burst into being upon his brow, his body ablaze in a corona of light. Within the fire of his Solar Anima, Riven was forever changed. Upon his back sprouted a pair of golden wings, both composed of hundreds of blades. He knew what he was, Anathema, Demons, but did it matter? Everything within him spoke of how right this feeling was. Within a span of a few seconds, he saw memories of heroes before him and he was able to comprehend the truth at last. He was no Anathema, he was Jayce Riven, Solar Exalted.


And with that with his new-found blade singing in his hand he cut down countless undead, annihilating the horde within a few hours. But the undead were not his only enemy. The Wyld Hunt followed shortly afterward, led by a Dragon-Blooded with a small legion of troops. Jayce was exhausted, his body unaccustomed to his body, he could not hope to defeat the hunt. Thankfully, Fate seemed to be on his own side, literally.


Within a blink of an eye and a flash of crimson light, the leading Dragon-Blooded was beheaded and his body fell to the ground. The troops panicked and in doing so, left them wide open for unknown assassin. Standing in the middle of the now bloody battlefield was a woman with lavender hair, violet eyes, and the sigil of Jupiter upon her brow.


That woman was known as Sorrowful Blade, a Ronin Sidereal that had wandered creation for a few decades. She had grown disgusted with the ethics and the political garbage that Yu-Shan had drowned itself in, preferring to file papers and bicker with each other than serving Creation directly. Riven was the first Solar that she had seen with her own eyes, something that interested her. Were the Solars good or bad? She thought. It was this curiosity and interest that led to Blade adopting Riven as her disciple. After she did so, that was when she realized the amount of pure potential that she had seen in him ever so briefly.


For the brief year he had studied under her, he had absorbed everything that she taught him. He had learned most of the Violet Bier of Sorrows, and he learned how to control some of his powers to a greater extent. But the true challenge, Blade said, was to go throughout the world and forge your own path. There are things that she could not teach him, she said. He had to learn these things by himself. And so with a parting gift of Samael, the Heritor's Blade, Riven left her and went into creation, two swords in hand and a determination to become the hero he had dreamed of.

 

[The Dark Wizard]

Never did get an answer about if we are using Merits and Flaws.

No merits and flaws.

 

[Feantari]

Oneos, Edge of Order and Chaos


Caste: Slayer


Coadjutor: Neomah


Urge: Malfean


Motivation: Slay The Engine and all of his followers


Intimacies: Malfeas (Loyalty), <more stuff goes here>

• Appearance
• Backstory
• Character Sheet
• Combat Stats
• BP
• Panoply

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Oneos has unnaturally smooth skin that never seems to weather.
• 
  
  Lullaby for a Malfean Son
  
  There once was a boy in a well, who had told all he could tell.
  
  The one up above said to him down below,
  
  “I’ve no use for you boy. This here well is no toy.
  
  Grave for the last of the Tokae; This well serves better than they.”
  
  Turning he left the lad to his fate,
  
  To die, pass forth, disintegrate.
  
  
  
  From the water the boy cried out to his master,
  
  “I’ll be good I swear, just bring me up there!”
  
  But silence was his only answer.
  
  
  
  Gritting his teeth the boy picked up a knife half rusted away
  
  Long had it lay.
  
  Since the night of his father’s last breath.
  
  
  
  Knife in one hand the boy started to climb
  
  Cursing the master and slime
  
  High was the wall and slick the stones
  
  The sun caught his eye!
  
  Slipped the hand, broke the bones.
  
  
  
  But to him a goddess came,
  
  to mend the wound and take his pain.
  
  Would he serve another master?
  
  Would he rise to slay the last?
  
  Strength to climb the walls.
  
  Blades to take their heads.
  
  The one they now call Oneos was born to a family in peril. His father was murdered and mother disappeared. The boy then 4 was raised by the new master of their land who cared only for the power gained as the boy's regent. Six years later the regent had finally secured his own position and tortured the boy for days to make sure there were no loose ends. Satisfied, he left the boy to die in the well. A few weeks later Oneos, with the body of a strapping young man and the guidance of Mistra (his coadjutor), climbed out of the well and slaughtered the pretender brutally cutting him to pieces with the very knife that had been used to kill his father.
  
  
  The youth was raised in Malfeas for many years until he was finally considered ready for his mission. With the gear and blessings of the Yozi he steps forth to save creation in their name.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Attributes
  
  
  Strength ●●●●● ●
  
  
  Dexterity ●●●●●
  
  
  Stamina ●●
  
  
  Charisma ●●●
  
  
  Manipulation ●
  
  
  Appearance ●●●
  
  
  Perception ●●●
  
  
  Intelligence ●●●
  
  
  Wits ●●●●
  
  
  Abilities
  
  
  Slayer
  
  
  ●Archery
  
  
  ●Martial Arts ●
  
  
  ●Melee ●●●●● ●●
  
  
  ●Thrown ●
  
  
  ●War ●
  
  
  Malefactor
  
  
  Integrity ●●
  
  
  Performance
  
  
  Presence ●●
  
  
  Resistance ●
  
  
  Survival ●
  
  
  Defiler
  
  
  Craft
  
  
  ●Investigation ●
  
  
  Lore ●●
  
  
  Medicine
  
  
  ●Occult ●●
  
  
  Scourge
  
  
  ●Athletics ●
  
  
  Awareness ●●●
  
  
  Dodge ●
  
  
  ●Larceny ●
  
  
  ●Stealth ●
  
  
  Fiend
  
  
  Bureaucracy
  
  
  Linguistics ● (Native: , Learned: Old Realm)
  
  
  Ride ●
  
  
  Sail
  
  
  Socialize ●●
  
  
  Specialties
  
  
  Climbing (Athletics) ●
  
  
  In Cities (Stealth) ●
  
  
  Geography (Lore) ●
  
  
  Reconstructing Events (Investigation) ●
  
  
  Demon Summoning (Occult) ●
  
  
  Solo Versus Mass Combat Unit (War) ●
  
  
  Swords (Melee) ●
  
  
  Time (Awareness) ●
  
  
  Charms
  
  
  Malfeas
  
  
  Hardened Devil Body x2
  
  
  By Pain Reforged
  
  
  Pathetic Distraction Rebuke
  
  
  SWLIHN
  
  
  First SWLIHN Excellency
  
  
  Second SWLIHN Excellency
  
  
  Factual Determination Analysis
  
  
  Cosmic Transcendence of Temperance
  
  
  Adorjan
  
  
  First Adorjan Excellency
  
  
  Second Adorjan Excellency
  
  
  Sorcerous Enlightenment of Adorjan
  
  
  Wind-Born Stride
  
  
  Joy in Violence Approach
  
  
  Self as Cyclone Stance
  
  
  Splintered Gale Shintai
  
  
  The Ebon Dragon
  
  
  Loom-Snarling Deception
  
  
  Spells
  
  
  Slave Spawn Summons
  
  
  Backgrounds
  
  
  Artifact ● Tainted Orichalcum Breastplate
  
  
  Artifact ●● Order, Tainted Orichalcum Reaper Daiklave
  
  
  Artifact ●● Chaos, Tainted Orichalcum Reaper Daiklave
  
  
  Artifact ●●● Demon Ink Tattoo: Tomescu
  
  
  Backing ●
  
  
  Cult ●
  
  
  Influence ●
  
  
  Unwoven Coadjutor ●
  
  
  Virtues
  
  
  Compassion ●●
  
  
  Conviction ●●
  
  
  Temperance ●●●●●
  
  
  Valor ●●
  
  
  Willpower ●●●●● ●●
  
  
  Essence ●●●
  
  
  Personal: 16/16
  
  
  Peripheral: 27/39 (12 committed)
• Combat Stats
  
  
  Attacks
  
  
  Clinch - Speed 6, Accuracy 6, Damage 6B, Defense -, Rate 1
  
  
  Kick - Speed 5, Accuracy 6, Damage 9B, Defense -2, Rate 2
  
  
  Punch - Speed 5, Accuracy 7, Damage 6B, Defense +2, Rate 3
  
  
  Order (/Chaos) - Speed 4, Accuracy 19, Damage 10L/2, Defense +2, Rate 4, Attune 5
  
  
  Defenses
  
  
  Dodge DV: 5
  
  
  Parry DV: 8
  
  
  Soak: 9L/8B
  
  
  Hardness: 3L/3B
  
  
  Dodge MDV: 6
  
  
  Parry MDV: 3
  
  
  Health
  
  
  - 0 [ ]
  
  
  - 1 [ ] [ ]
  
  
  - 2 [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]
  
  
  - 4 [ ] [ ] [ ]
  
  
  Incapacitated [ ]
  
  
  Dying [ ] [ ]
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  BP 18/18
  
  
  Essence 2->3, 7
  
  
  Charms x1, 3
  
  
  Temperance 3->5, 2
  
  
  WP 5->7, 2
  
  
  Background 2
  
  
  Melee 3->5, 2
• 
  
  
  Tainted Orichalcum Breastplate
  
  
  Soak: +8L/6B, Hardness: 3L/3B, Attune 2
  
  
  Order
  
  
  Speed 4, Accuracy +6, Damage +4L/2, Defense +2, Rate 4, Attune 5
  
  
  Chaos
  
  
  Speed 4, Accuracy +6, Damage +4L/2, Defense +2, Rate 4, Attune 5
  
  
  Demon Ink Tattoo: Tomescu
  
  
  Solo Versus Mass Combat Unit (War) +1, Swords (Melee) +1, Time (Awareness) +1
  
  
  Melee +2
  
  
  Dexterity +1, Wits +1, Strength +1

 

[Taliesin]

Oh, looking over the list of Charms-that-grant-Ox-Body. The appropriate list for TAW's would be Totemic Self Announcement, Mythic Outsider Extrusion, Eminent Domain Sacrifice, Object-In-Motion Technique, Blow Meets Blow, Wound-Shouldering Stigmata, Domain-Flesh Wholeness, Bastion of Flesh and Bone, Hard-Earned Silver Callus, Aegis of Adaptation, Mercury-Flesh Body Scabbard and Ablative Flesh Defense. There might be a couple more, but most of them are upgrades to Charms already on the list rather than full effects in their own right, so I'm disinclined to count them. It's possible, though unlikely, that I just missed a couple of applicable Charms.


Currently writing up this characters history, by the by.

 

[shepsquared]

A question rising from inexperience, how does xp work in pbp games?

 

[Thief of Words]

[QUOTE="The Dark Wizard]No merits and flaws.

[/QUOTE]
Well crap. There goes my concept.


Hmm...perhaps a Moonshadow or Day caste based upon the All-State commercials. Everpresent Purveyor of Mayhem...

 

[Taliesin]

You CAN model stupid-high Valour, a code of honour, prejudices and an enemy without mechanics, you know :\


(You can also buy mutations with BP's)

 

[Thief of Words]

You CAN model stupid-high Valour, a code of honour, prejudices and an enemy without mechanics, you know :\
(You can also buy mutations with BP's)

Yes, but there were too few of them to buy all of them and still keep sufficient competency otherwise without the presence of flaws.

 

[Taliesin]

• Template
• History

• Name, Title: Morrigwain, the Shining Brow
  
  
  Age: Early 20's.
  
  
  Motivation: Foster good relations between the Living and the Dead.
  
  
  Caste: New Moon
  
  
  Anima banner: An inchaote blizzard of half-formed images and wisps of light.
  
  
  Appearance: Morrigwain is a young man with skin paled by too much time away from the sun, bright red hair and dark eyes. He is usually dressed in rough woddsmans clothing, with a tall bow of black wood inlaid with moonsilver wires and filigree. There is a boyish light to his face, an impulsive readiness to drop everything and set off for a new adventure - after all, it might be fun!
• Years ago, there was a Goddess named Ceridwen, who had a son, Morfran. Alas, Morfran did not draw deeply from his mothers strength, being great in neither body, mind or beauty. But what he did have was a mother who loved him, and who had more than a smidge of power with which to help him.
  
  
  So Ceridwen set to brewing a potion, one that would grant wisdom and wit to her son, for this, she thought, would serve him much better than muscles or beauty. Muscle can be bought, after all, and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. She gathered ingredients for miles upon miles around, and commanded her servants to stir it constantly, for a year and a day.
  
  
  One such servant was Morrigwain, a young lad orphaned by raiders and placed in Ceridwen's care. Truthfully it was not a bad life, for although Ceridwen was not a kind mistress she was not crueller either, and Morrigwain had the assurance of regular meals and a bed to sleep in. Still, there was no potential in the life, no hope of becoming greater, and Morrigwain burned for greater.
  
  
  So on the final morning, when it was Morrigwain's task to stir the cauldron until Ceridwen returned, he checked to see that nobody was watching, then took a sip of the potion for himself.
  
  
  In that moment, Morrigwain broke the chains of his serfdom, and Luna smiled upon him. It is not clear how much of what followed came from the divine brew, and how much was due to the enlightening moon-born madness that struck him, but it is true that a lightning bolt of mental awakening flooded through him, suffusing him with knowledge.
  
  
  First and foremost, the knowledge that Ceridwen was going to be cataclysmically pissed with him when she returned.
  
  
  Flush with newfound power, Morrigwain was tempted to remain and try to fight it out with his mistress, but eventually sense (and a growing realization of his lack of skill at prolonged combat) won out. Morrigwain fled as fast as he could, for when Ceridwen returned, she knew what had happened at a glance, and her wrath was terrible to behold. She set out after her errant servant, sword in hand.
  
  
  When Morrigwain realized he was pursued, he began to slay beasts as he found them, stealing their shapes to hasten his path. Ceridwen, herself no stranger to shapechanging, matched him with each change. When he took the form of a deer for its speed, she followed as a great cat. When he leapt in the river to escape as a salmon, she followed as a barracuda. When he took to the air as a sparrow, Ceridwen's shadow fell across him as a hawk.
  
  
  The chase lasted long into the night, until at last Morrigwain eluded his former mistress by running pell-mell into a Shadowland. Ceridwen, unwilling to pursue her servant into the Underworld, broke off the chase after swearing ruinous vengeance. Blind with fear, Morrigwain ran on, until he was deep in the Underworld and quite lost.
  
  
  He could have fallen prey to any number of things, but Luna smiles on her Chosen, and he fell into the path of a group of ghosts who, though strange and and frightening to his sensibilities, proved themselves kind enough to shelter and care for him. Their compassion made a deep impression on him, and while Morrigwain is not blind to the existence of true monsters who reside in the underworld, he knows just as many tales of equally malicious people from Creation.
  
  
  Morrigwain has not been Exalted long, but most of his time has been spent travelling between courts, both in Creation and the Underworld, trying to foster good relations between the Living and the Dead, at least enough that Ghosts may be treated with no more suspicion than that directed towards any other foreign people. The rampage of the Engine of Extinction threatens these hopes greatly, and Morrigwain is done running.

 

[Taliesin]

[QUOTE="Thief of Words]Yes, but there were too few of them to buy all of them and still keep sufficient competency otherwise without the presence of flaws.

[/QUOTE]Considering you apparently bought twelve dots of abilities with BP's, I think you can find somewhere to shave a few dots off

 

[Thief of Words]

Considering you apparently bought twelve dots of abilities with BP's, I think you can find somewhere to shave a few dots off

I know....

Considering you apparently bought twelve dots of abilities with BP's, I think you can find somewhere to shave a few dots off

Perhaps, but I'm not sure that's where I'd want to do it. She needed those dots. ._.

 

[Sherwood]

There are never enough points.

 

[The Dark Wizard]

A question rising from inexperience, how does xp work in pbp games?

It will be given most likely when every thread ends or something, I'll let you know at my random whims when people are given XP and when they can spend it. It is very situational.

 

[Thief of Words]

Oh, since we're being so very nice to Infernals, any chance you're using Dark Fate from Shards instead of Resonance?

 

[shepsquared]

[QUOTE="The Dark Wizard]It will be given most likely when every thread ends or something, I'll let you know at my random whims when people are given XP and when they can spend it. It is very situational.

[/QUOTE]
Awesome

 

[The Dark Wizard]

Honestly I'm not going to go through the trouble of submitting because well that would be redundant considering that I approve games. By sometime tomorrow I will create the forums and start moving character posts out into their own threads.

 

[WarDragon]

[QUOTE="Lord of Chaos]I would STRONGLY recommend against it, seeing as how nearly every one of them is either useless or broken.

[/QUOTE]
The only one I'd want to use is Brutal Attack. I like making strong characters more than fragile speedsters.

 

[The Dark Wizard]

Hello!


Are you interested in playing?

 

[Arynne]

So...I can go with either concept then?


*puppy dog eyes*

 

[Thief of Words]

The only one I'd want to use is Brutal Attack. I like making strong characters more than fragile speedsters.

All I really wanted to use was Paragon of Valor and Code of Honor (5).

 

[Sherwood]

[QUOTE="The Dark Wizard]Honestly I'm not going to go through the trouble of submitting because well that would be redundant considering that I approve games. By sometime tomorrow I will create the forums and start moving character posts out into their own threads.

[/QUOTE]
And I was just about to ask when we could expect to have a forum. Cool deal.

 

[WarDragon]

[QUOTE="The Dark Wizard]Hello!
Are you interested in playing?

[/QUOTE]
Me? I put a concept up a few pages ago. I'll get to work on fleshing it out some... though someone else already duplicated a lot of what I was going to do mechanically.


For Infernals, do the free Excellencies cover all purchases of a single Yozi Excellency, or just one?