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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 20, 2016 10:05:25 GMT -5
I'm looking for a semi-advanced roleplay partner. Nothing too fancy, but I would like somewhere around 3-5 lines at the least, minimal grammar errors, and at least semi-active. I understand having school or work, but try to be on at least every other day. if something comes up, let me know. I'm the most active during the weekends. I'm open to just about any plot, aside from dogs/wolves, undertale, or MxM or FxF. so, anyone want to roleplay?
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 20:37:23 GMT -5
Great! do you have any ideas for a plot? I have a few as well, so we could maybe collaborate.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 20:57:03 GMT -5
So I have a few ideas. a medieval fantasy, a super hero/villain, and a military r.p. which one/s do you want to here?
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 22, 2016 20:57:06 GMT -5
OOC Is this still open or no?
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 20:57:58 GMT -5
I can make a duplicate thread
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 22, 2016 21:01:32 GMT -5
OOC Alright.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 21:33:43 GMT -5
There are three world powers. the oceanside province of limsa lominsa, the forest nation of gridania, and the desert-dwelling country of ul'dah. these three nations are constantly at ends, trying to become the most powerful. when one nation's capital is suddenly attacked, the three nations must work together to defeat a mysterious threat, but will their differences cause their alliance to crumble, or will facing this danger together show the nations that working together is the better option?
our characters could either be leaders of a nation, or maybe just soldiers.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 22:03:28 GMT -5
I would like to be leader of limsa lominsa.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 22, 2016 22:33:26 GMT -5
sorry for the poof. I had to eat dinner. okay. so should one of our nations get attacked, or ul'dah?
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 24, 2016 12:18:48 GMT -5
sorry for the poof. my computer's been acting up a bit. I think maybe Ul'dah would be the best place to get attacked.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 24, 2016 21:54:48 GMT -5
how about by moogle? wait, do you know what a moogle is?
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 25, 2016 13:45:10 GMT -5
It's a fuzzy, fat, flying creature. they're intelligent, and most of the time are couriers and messengers.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 25, 2016 15:27:50 GMT -5
k. do you want to make characters or just wing it?)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 25, 2016 19:05:34 GMT -5
k. I'll make mine too.)
||Elwrin Cerberus||Male||23||Limsa Lominsa||Elwrin is a shorter, yet muscular, young man. He has dark brown hair and brilliant light blue eyes, along with a scar ranging from right below his left eye to the bottom of his cheek. He normally wears a purple tunic and comfortable cotton trousers. In battle, Elwrin wears a set of steel body armor, helmet, and boots, and carries a large steel shield with the limsa lominsan flag design, and a light weight war axe.|| Elwrin is kind, loyal, and extremely intelligent. He is a great battle strategist, and knows his place in a battle: Up front leading the charge. He is limited with his use of a bow, and knows some white magic. Elwrin tends to be more outgoing than some, which at times may lead him into stupid situations. || Elwrin' parents were assassinated when he was a child, and his brother went missing during a patrol in the surrounding areas of the capital. It was presumed that he may have been slain by an ochu or goobbue.||
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Nov 26, 2016 16:38:24 GMT -5
(This took longer than I expected it to take. >.< Anyway, here she is. If I need to change anything, let me know.
Thayer McCalistar || 23 || Gridania Thayer stands at 5'8", her body a healthy mix of well-rounded and graceful. Long brown hair flows down her back, stopping at her hips and she usually keeps a small braid to the right of her face. Her face was held sharp features and high cheek bones with bright green eyes filled with mischief. She normally wears either a grey or green tunic gathered around her waist with her weapons belt and a pair of brown thick leggings. A green wool cloak hangs around her shoulders, yet on formal occasions, she trades it for a silk cloak with her nation’s symbol embroidered onto the back. In battle, Thayer wears light armor that allows her to shoot her long bow with ease. She prefers the long bow as her weapon of choice, but two knives can also be found hanging off her belt. || Thayer is a strong-willed, stubborn, and hot headed. She doesn’t take kindly to anyone who threatens her friends, family, or nation. In times of trouble, she makes sure to try to create strategies, with the help of her war council, that will ensure the least amount of lives are lost. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. But that’s a price that comes with war. || Thayer wasn’t born into power. Instead, her father started off as a simple guard while her mother had been a common woman from town. At the age of five, her mother died. It took several years before her father married the daughter of the late ruler. When her step-grandfather died, her step-mother ruled for 14 years. She stepped down from power after Thayer’s father died in battle with Ul’dah, allowing her step-daughter to take her place. )
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 27, 2016 19:58:56 GMT -5
sounds good. Do you want to start or would you prefer that I start?)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 28, 2016 22:09:46 GMT -5
(alright.)
Elwrin stood staring over the city from a window in his quarters. The people of the city were scattered across the roads and walkways as usual. The constant clamoring of the people, mixed with the sound of the ocean and the raucous calls of gulls carried throughout the city, echoing off of the cobblestone walls and streets. A sudden knock on his door made him spin around.
"Your majesty, urgent news." A voice from behind the door reported. "A town was attacked. We presume it as Ul'Dah."
"Gather the generals." Elwrin ordered. "Tell them to meet me in the war room."
"Right away, sire."
Elwrin Grabbed his sword and shield and headed out towards the war room, which was connected to the main hall. He arrived to find his generals already gathered, discussing the issue.
"Give me the full briefing." Elwrin ordered.
"A small town on the Ul'Dah border was attacked." Replied Warnick, one of his more experienced generals. "The buildings were reduced to ash. No known survivors. They burned the bodies about a quarter mile away from the town. We've found no Ul'Dah soldiers on our land. They've gained nothing for destroying that village, aside from murdering the townsfolk and slaughtering their livestock. This wasn't an attack, this was a massacre.
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"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Nov 28, 2016 22:45:08 GMT -5
(I'm just going to assume that the town attacked is close to my nation's boarder as well. If not, tell me and I will change my reply.)
Thayer wasn't in the palace. She hardly ever was. The rooms grew too stuffy, and she got bored looking at the same four walls of her study. No, whenever she wasn't needed inside, she was out and about. Some days she would join a patrol out to the borders, other times she'd slip off into the surrounding forrest to hunt, or, if she was feeling more sociable, she would visit surrounding towns.
Today, however, she was in the courtyard, practicing with several other archers from her garrison. Gridania was known for its archers, and she took pride in the fact she was able to lead them. For the majority of the morning, the young woman had been practicing with the group of fifty archers. Fifty was the standard group size assigned during battle. The weather was pleasant enough where they weren't completely soaked in sweat as they worked. Had it been up to her, she would have continued well into the afternoon. Yet it was only a little passed midday when she was required to stop.
"You've been standing there for twenty minutes, Danir. Are you going to tell me why you're here?" Thayer called out to the figure standing just in her line of vision to the right, well out of range of the arrow she just loosed.
Danir, one of her advisors in her council, cleared his throat before responding. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I have the report from one of this morning's patrols. I thought you should hear what we've found."
With a sigh, she told the group's of archers to break for the day. They had been training are the last few weeks so a little down time wouldn't hurt. Motioning for Danir to follow, she made her way to the palace doors. "What did they find?"
"The patrol spotted a village across the Linda Lominsa border," Danir answered. As they walked, he explained the city and the devastating condition it was left in. "Everything is destroyed, but it looked to be the work of an raid than a natural occurrence."
Thayer nodded. "Tell the other council members. I'll put together a small party and ride back out there. I want to see if any survivors might have wandered into our borders, and if they have, they might be able to tell us what happened."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Nov 29, 2016 20:38:47 GMT -5
(FYI I may not be able to post that big later on. depends on the situation in the roleplay, you know what I'm saying?)
"Fetch our finest warriors, along with twenty foot-soldiers and an assortment of battlemages." Elwrin decided. "We'll set out for the village as soon as possible. Dismissed." Elwrin crossed out the town on their war maps. "Ul'Dah will rue the day they messed with us." He silently vowed. Walking out of the war room, Elwrin made his way to the training yard to find his men already assembled. When the soldiers realized his presence, they saluted him. "At ease, men." He said loudly. "Now, I'm sure you all have been briefed in the situation?"
"Yes, sir!" They replied.
"Good. We will leave at once. To the horses." Elwrin, along with his men, headed out towards the stables. When they arrived, they found their horses already suited up with armor. They mounted their steeds and headed towards the Ul'Dah border.
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