Fantasy The Three Empires (OPEN)

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The Three Empires


When civilization had first started, there were 3 Empires. The Dragonfire, the Skyblade and The Aarthdon. Each group consisted of Humans, Elves, Orcs and Dwarves. The Dragonfire are a group of warriors that see dragons as allies, not beasts, and have befriended them. The Aarthdon is a magic-based and intelligent society that believes they should rule the continent, seeing the other a Empires as inferior. The Skyblades are skilled warriors in the art of sword and archery, who praise honour in battle, and distrusted magic. They didn't like each other, and often refused to communicate with each other. But at the end of 194, the Aarthdon attacked the Skyblades and Dragonfires, declaring war on them both. The Skyblades and Dragonfire were alliances at first, but eventually the Dragonfire lost loyalty to them and betrayed the Skyblades. The year of 195 has merely started, and so has the Great War.


Rules: https://www.rpnation.com/topic/277022-the-three-empires-rules/


OOC: https://www.rpnation.com/topic/277018-the-three-empires-ooc/


Character Applications: https://www.rpnation.com/topic/277016-the-three-empires-characters/


-This page/thread is the RP area.-

 

[Rainy83]

This looks awesome!

 

[ListlessEvie]

I'm joining this, just waiting for the character sheets. 

 

[Aella]

I'd like to join, if there's still space

 

[Agante Potatus]

I'd like to join, if there's still space

It's still open.


And from now on, please post in OOC, guys.

 

[Agante Potatus]

-.From now on, no more OOC posts should be here. Put them in the OOC page. this is the RP area.-

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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[SIZE= 16px]Garrett raised his head slowly from his sleeping bag. The night was still young and he was awoken by the sound of wolves howling. He stood quietly and calmly, trying not to alarm the clearly famished wolves. He stepped back a pace, then another until he hit a tree. The vampire jumped as he was startled by the sudden feeling of something touching his back. He grunted and turned around and saw a wolf in front of him, with murder in it's eyes and growling, clearly attempting to frighten his prey, which was Garrett. The furry beast then howled, causing the other wolves to come running toward Garrett. He tried to walk away from the situation but found himself surrounded. Garrett hated killing animals, despite killing dozens of humans. But he knew that he had no choice. Garrett shook his face slightly, the muscles in his face morphed into a creature with even more pale skin, so pale, his veins were visible. He had a rat like snout and his nails hardened into long, sharp claws.  Garrett charged at the first wolf in sight and teared it apart with his long claws. Most animals would be scared of something that didn't fear a wolf, but the wolves knew that they had strength in numbers. Garrett jumped on another and bit its neck, siphoning some of its blood. Another wolf had wanted to mess with him. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]As Garrett turned around to walk away from the wolves, the wolf had jumped on his back and bit his right shoulder. The vampire growled in pain and threw the beast off of him. The wolf had run off and Garrett fell to the ground, his claws turning back into nails and his face morphing back to his normal form.[/SIZE][SIZE= 16px]  [/SIZE]
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq put down the spell book he had been reading, late at night in the woods. He heard sounds of howling, but tried to ignore it. Raising the book again, he continued to learn about this spell. He heard the howling a bit more, and this time felt the energy of a fading dark presence. Kolraq put down the book, then taking the staff off his back. He held the ancient staff firmly in his right hand, walking through the dense forest. He heard sounds of what appeared to be wolves fighting, and then started to run quickly. When he finally arrived at the scene, he saw what appeared to be a normal man who had been attacked. He ran over to the man, checking to see if he was okay.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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Garrett had finally fallen asleep, albeit his foe's blood had covered his face, so most people would think that he's the victim. 
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[SIZE= 16px]After five minutes into Garrett's delayed slumber, he felt someone's presence. He opened a "slit" in his eyes, trying to make it look like he was still asleep while trying to identify yet another disturbance that had, once again, awoken him.  The man definitely didn't look normal, he wore bluish gray robe along with an ebony colored mask. Alarmed by the figure's appearance, the vampire rolled over to the side and stood up, "Who are you?! Why are you disturbing my slumber?!" he said, not revealing his true self to the eerie looking character.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]@Agent Potato[/SIZE]
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[NJN25]

Nyath walked through one of the bustling villages in Skyblade. She walked around the many people who were quickly trying to get to their destination. Unlike them, Nyath didn't have anywhere to go. Because of that, she decided to take her time and enjoy her day. Smiling back at those who smiled at her, talking to the ones who talked to her, and simply just admiring the village she's gone through so many times. When a shopkeeper noticed her admiration for a necklace, he gave it to her for free, despite Nyath's eagerness to pay him back. She put the necklace around her neck and played with it in her hand as she walked. It was a peaceful day compared to the others there no fights so far and no news on the war. Calm days like these normally make Nyath and most others forget about the Great War that was happening. Pushing away those thoughts on the war, she decided to simply listen to the birds and the cattle around the town go about to keep her calm.
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq looked at the alarmed man, then looked back at some of the poor dead wolves. Kolraq wasn't alarmed, but he did tighten his grasp on the staff. He replied to the sudden question with a monotone voice. "I am not your enemy. I heard the sounds of wolves howling, then found you here." I looked up at the sky, still night. I then looked back at Garret. "You have blood on your shoulder." I pointed, then preparing a healing spell with my free hand."If you want, I can heal you." He wasn't sure if the man was fully-human. He had a dark aura, but Kolraq wasn't able to confirm.


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[Genya]

Ishtea 
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She was a foolish woman. So brave. But so foolish. Those words repeated themeselves through her head as she stared at her reflection in the dusty mirror. A part of it was cracked, which wasn't such a surprise. This whole place looked like it had been through hell and back. But it wasn't like Ishtea had expected any better. She had chosen this Inn on purpose, trying to stay as anonymous as possible. No princess would ever visit these type of place. She wouldn't visit these type of places. But when she had found out what her father - no, he was not her father. He had murdered her real father in cold blood. He had murdered all of them. When she found out what the King had been planning with this war, she had run. There was no way Ishtea would act like a prized possesion of a man so cruel. She wouldn't do his dirtywork and help butcher thousands of people like he had done with her family. She was an Etilin, not an Aarthdon. Although her love for her brothers made her feel otherwise.  
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A knock on door made Ishtea snap out of her thoughts. The worst kind of scenarios made their way into her head. Had they found her? Was she going to be forced back to the palace? Ishtea had been careful with not taking too much with her, making it seem like she was abducted instead of her having escaped. But perhaps someone had seen her lurk through the gardens late last night. "Who is it?"She said, carefully, as she took slow steps towards the door. Another knock on the door was the only answer she got. She looked back to the mirror on the other side of the room and noticed her elfen appearance. "Bloody hell." She muttered, recalling how unlady like her cursing had been inside the palace walls. She covered her sharp ears with her thick, long, honey coloured hair and tucked her robes closer, making the green flecks on her skin seem less visible. Ishtea grabbed the handle and opened the door slowly, shielding half her face behind the door as she looked at the Innkeeper standing before her. "May I help you?" She asked politely, although her feelings towards the Innkeeper were far from it polite. "Who could possibly walk around carrying that much gold?" The Innkeeper's thoughts roamed through her head as she roamed inside her mind. "You said one night. If you are to stay any longer you must pay more." She said with a grumpy voice, her eyes hungry for the gold in her pocket. "I will be gone in a few minutes." Ishtea stated before she slammed the door in the Innkeeper's face. And she would infact be gone. But to where she was headed she had no idea.
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[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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Garrett's muscles were tense from the fight that had just transpired. Despite the cold, sweat stung his eyes. His muscles loosened slightly when he realized the masked man wasn't a threat. He had finally calmed down until he had asked to heal him. Garrett could never keep his cool, even as a child. "No, I don't need healing." he said with a firm and solemn tone. He eyed the man's staff, "Who are you? What's your name, and what is that you're holding?" Garrett knew that it was a staff, but the question was, what was the staff for? "Uh . . ." he needed to think of an excuse for the blood that circled his mouth and face. "The wolves did this to me. I killed the wolves with a nearby tree branch." he knew that the excuse was lame and that no one believe that a man living in the woods killed about four wolves by himself, but it was the best excuse he could think of at the moment. "Look. I don't need your help, I could take of myself." he said stiffly, trying to make his point as clear as possible.
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq replied to the questions. "I am Kolraq, a Mage. This is my staff, better known as a Dragonstaff. Though you are probably unfamiliar to what that is." He then listened to the excuse, speaking "I doubt you killed 4 wolves with a tree branch. Not to mention your aura is kind of dark, but I will ignore that." He turned around, looking up at the sky. "If you do not need my assistance, I shall be on my way." Kolraq lowered his head, walking away. He was heading back to a village nearby, dissapearing from Garret's sight.


@Darth Gangsta

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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[SIZE= 16px]Garrett had a puzzled look on his face, he never heard of a "dragonstaff", but he knew that it must have belonged to the Dragonfire empire due to its prefix, which was "dragon". Garrett face turned as red a as a beet when he found out that he was lying, but he mentioned the dark aura, he knew that there was no point in hiding himself. His nose morphed into a snout, and again long claws grew out of his hands. "How do you know what I am, mage?" he said when Kolraq started to walk away, now getting in his fighting position. He knew that this enemy would be formidable, and only the gods knew what was behind the eerie mask.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]@Agent Potato[/SIZE]
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq stopped moving. He felt the man's aura fully shift, proceeding to turn around. He then got closer, until Garret could clearly see him. He was about 9 feet away. "So a vampire has shown himself. I do not care what you are. I am not looking for a fight. But if that is what you wish then such will happen." Kolraq tightened his grasp on his staff. He knew this was no ordinary vampire, and that his Bloodmagic might or might not work. Kolraq stared at Garret with his mask, his eyeholes showing nothing but black darkness. He stood up straight, prepared to do whatever had to be done.


@Darth Gangsta

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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[SIZE= 16px]Garrett still stood on alert, eyeing the mage with a lust for blood in his eyes. "Who are you? I mean, [/SIZE]who are you[SIZE= 16px]? Why are you wearing a mask?" he needed to know who he was about attack . . . or [/SIZE]what [SIZE= 16px]he was about to attack. Garrett was also surprised that he didn't know who he was, everyone who saw a man with pitch black hair, pale skin and a long black leather jerkin (sometimes a hooded cloak along with the jerkin) knew that he was Varmint of Skyblade. "If you don't want to harm me, you're probably going to tell Skyblade's authority of my whereabouts, aren't you, charmer?" his voice had a grave tone to it. Only his close relatives knew Garrett's name, no one outside of the Von Everic family knew his name. "Do you know who I am?" he said, now getting angry at the clueless mysterious man.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]@Agent Potato[/SIZE]
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[Agante Potatus]

Garrett Von Everic
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Garrett still stood on alert, eyeing the mage with a lust for blood in his eyes. "Who are you? I mean, who are you? Why are you wearing a mask?" he needed to know who he was about attack . . . or what he was about to attack. Garrett was also surprised that he didn't know who he was, everyone who saw a man with pitch black hair, pale skin and a long black leather jerkin (sometimes a hooded cloak along with the jerkin) knew that he was Varmint of Skyblade. "If you don't want to harm me, you're probably going to tell Skyblade's authority of my whereabouts, aren't you, charmer?" his voice had a grave tone to it. Only his close relatives knew Garrett's name, no one outside of the Von Everic family knew his name. "Do you know who I am?" he said, now getting angry at the clueless mysterious man.
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@Agent Potato
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Kolraq showed no signs of changed emotion, still with a monotone voice, speaking to Garrett. "I am Kolraq, the last Dragonmage of this world. Why I wear a mask is something I wish to not reveal. I may live in the Skyblade Empire, but this is only temporary. I do not care, as I said, that you are a vampire, and I don't know who you are." Kolraq stood up straight. He looked at his staff, then back at Garrett. He was reading his aura patterns to predict the chances of a fight, and the strength of this man. "Is that all?"


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[Darth Gangsta]

Garrett Von Everic
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Garrett changed back into his normal form and grabbed his hooded cloak (which he used a blanket) and turned around to walk away, he turned around one last time to say something to Kolraq. Even if Garrett could defeat a dragonmage, he would choose not to since the man claims to be the last dragonmage and it would be like wiping out an entire culture or even race from the face of the world. "And if you say anything to anyone about me being in this forest, I will come for you." he paused for a moment, "And stay the hell away from my forest. Either I'll kill you, or the forest will." he knew that the forest didn't belong to him, but he treated the forest as if it were his because no man dared enter the forest.
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@Agent Potato 
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq watched as the man walked away. He looked up, the sun was barely rising. He was glad there was no fight, turned around, and walked. He went through the forest, the tall trees and the mountains in the distance around him. He eventually saw a medium-sized village up ahead, and what appeared to be a city about 3 miles ahead the village. He entered the village, looking around as he saw houses, shops and other things around. Kolraq spotted a book shop in the village, entering it. He looked down at the shopkeeper at 6'0 with his Dragonstaff in his right hand. "Greetings. Do you have any spellbooks around here?" He asked politely. The shopkeeper seemed nervous; there was a 6'0 tall man wearing a robe with metal armor under it, holding an important-looking staff, a creepy mask and a monotone voice. The shopkeeper sold some to Kolraq, terrified and assuming something bad would happen if he didn't. Kolraq held the Spellbook in his free left hand, paying the shopkeeper about 35 gold coins. Leaving the shop, he left the village and headed out for the city up ahead.

 

[Genya]

Ishtea
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Yet again, Ishtea was facing the mirror before her. The dagger in her hand was in a solid grip as it slashed through her thick hair, series of strands falling down on the wooden floor. It was quickly filled with colors of honey and green. She reached up to her scalp and shook her head before she looked back at her reflection. The tips of her hair reached just above her breasts, making Ishtea feel lighter. She grabbed each green strand in her hair and let a soft touch of magic upon every one of them, turning them into a color of honey too. She hoped she would be less recognizeable like this. Ishtea would have wished she'd had the power to change her sharp ears too. Being human wouldn't gain her as much attention. But for now she'd have to find other ways to hide them. Changing the color of her hair was easy enough, but morphing her features into something else wasn't a power she posessed. 
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Ishtea got dressed in pants and a shirt before she grabbed her dark purple cloak and spun it around her small elven form, pulling the hood over her face. As she looked at the mirror, she couldn't recognize herself. Exactly like she wanted it. She double-checked her gold was still with her before she grabbed her dead hair and threw it out the window, probably not the best idea but she wasn't really good with them anyways. Ishtea walked out of her room and then out of the Inn, her ears filled with all the noise from the capital city of Aarthdon. All the farmers had arrived trying to sell their products. Hopefully she could get out of the city with no trouble. Unless the King needed her for business, he wouldn't realize she was gone before she was a good way ahead. The same went with Vorcaz, he was too busy trying to tear down his father. Ishtea kept these thoughts in mind as she strolled down the streets. 
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[NightQueen]

 Lothiriel 
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Lothiriel was resting by a river, she had been travelling for a while now and her horse appreciated the rest. While the animal took its fill of grass and water, Lothiriel focused on making some arrows from what she gathered in the forest. She was low on arrows and needed more before she decided to move again. Once she was satisfied with the arrows she had, she filled her quiver and left it with her pack before filling some skins with water to drink. She preferred to have too much water as opposed to not enough water. They joined her quiver once they were filled.
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Laying out on the bank, she was sure that she had enough privacy that she would not be interrupted from her brief rest. She had already taken her fill of food and water and now she just wanted to take some time to herself. She knew many of the Elven people feared the fight between the 3 Empires, her role as a Ranger more important more than ever.
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[Agante Potatus]

Kolraq had finally reached the massive city up ahead. The common person would've taken about 14 hours, but for Kolraq only took about 7 hours, considering he technically can't get tired. He looked up at the city; He saw walls surrounding it, 4 guards at the gates. Past the walls were many buildings, houses, and a castle, while outside the walls were mostly farms and small houses. Kolraq eventually realized this was probably the capital of the Skyblade Empire. He approached the guards, speaking. "What is the name of this city?" Kolraq looked down at the guards. One of the guards replied: "This is Whitegate, capital of Skyblade. You can enter, but don't cause any trouble." The guard observed Kolraq's strange appearance, then proceeding to open the gate for him. He stepped into the city, past the walls and the gates. He stood, looking around the city of Whitegate in all of its glory.

 

[Aio]

[COLOR= rgb(90, 90, 90)]Nesaerys Vaera Raenlarys [/COLOR]
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Nesaerys walked down the halls of the Aarthdon castle, nodding to others who passed as she folded her hands behind her. It was the anniversary of her father's death and like most mages, she had to celebrate the one year anniversary with a celebration of a sort. While the King, his daughter, and sons were invited she did not expect any to come, just her mother and herself in a small ceremony room the king provided for them. She had already sent out a few servants with some guards to collect the offerings she needed; some clementines, goats milk, sage, and her father's book of magic. The room would be lit with only candles as a single painting of her father  on a makeshift shrine. It was simple but it still held meaning to Nesaerys and her mother. 


Right now Nesaerys was making her way to her library, or her father's. There it held books of all kinds of books, pertaining to spells to the history of magic and the Raenlarys. There also held her crystal ball, cliche she knows but none the less useful. Her daily routine started with her peering into the kings future to see if anything has changed, mostly for the king's sake. Nesaerys was still trying to accept the fact that she was now the king's seer.Normally Nesaerys would spend long hours with the king she was to serve to understand one another and to create a bond. Nesaerys was supposed to be the advisor to Vorcaz though their time together was cut short after her father passed and she was expected to step up and replace him. She does not dare say she wishes the king to pass as quickly as her father had, seeing she did not wish to be arrested for treason. Though unlike Vorcaz she does not understand the king seeing she had not spent the time needed with him to create a bond.


Upon arriving at the library she opened the doors, greeted by the smell of must and old books. A hint of a smirk appeared on her lips as she entered and quickly shut the doors behind her. The only people ever allowed in the library was the king, Vorcaz and a select few. The king for obvious reasons and Vorcaz because she was supposed to be his advisor before her father passed. Going over to the crystal ball she sat down in her chair as she concentrated.

 

[NJN25]

 Nyath, deciding she was too bored for a regular day of shopping in the village, wanted to go do something. Not exploring or dueling, but something she rarely does. She saw a group of men, all smiles and laughs, heading into a tavern. She noticed it was more popular than it usually was. It was rare for the people in Skyblade to let loose these days. However, seeing people enjoying themselves for once in a while, she thought she should do the same. She had only been to the place once, and it was on a regular, slow day. Nyath was brought there to celebrate after one of the biggest duels she partook in, which she won of course, and had quite a fun time. Thinking it would be more entertaining on such a lively day like this, she opened the door into the tavern and stepped inside.
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