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{The Dragons of the Spire} [OOC THREAD]
Slenderpy
anonpmc195880
NOT A SERVER RP
This is the previous one I made, it didn't get much love, so I decided to re post it
Totally not a shot at another inheritance RP...
Once, the Dragon Riders were famous.
Renown for their combat skills, magical abilities and of course, dragon companions, the Riders reigned at a time of piece and contentment. The people were safe, happy and cheerful under the protection of these wise leaders. It was not uncommon to casually wave at a fellow Rider as you return on your journey home. It was not uncommon to look up at the sky to see great powerful beings floating in the sky. They were as powerful as they were kind, it seemed like peace would never end.
Until the betrayal of one of their own.
Driven mad by the lost of his own dragon, Darcanus, Son of Daylucus, killed his fellow Riders in their sleep with the use of forbidden magic. He drained each of their bodies dry and took their souls with him.
A dragon is connected to his/her rider by their soul; Because Darcanus was able take these, five other dragons were placed under his command against their will. Corrupted by the dark magic and by this madness that tormented him. Darcanus took advantage of the fact that the Riders grew lazy and weak from their time of peace and slew every single one of them. As the final Rider and his dragon fell from the skies the world enveloped into panic and darkness. The devil has been unleashed and the whole world was in it’s mercy.
Peace has ended.
Three Centuries Later, Darcanus had almost the whole world in his hands. Every village that has not complied with his demands he had killed and burnt, every child, woman or man that refused to work for him he had tortured and slaughtered. The only place untouched by this evil plague was The Spire.
The Spire is a large area that covered one fourth of the Earth’s land. It was indeed a strange place. Firstly, a dense forest so thick that one could not even gaze beyond five meters from it. Surrounding it was a vast, empty dessert. No signs of life have been seen of heard from The Spire and Darcanus decided to just let it be. To cross such a desert would be suicidal and he was foreign to a land not lush with greens. It would be the largest mistake the King would have ever made.
Within the Spire a resistance is growing. Elves, dwarves, humans and many other species are slowly training themselves, working hard to do anything they can to eliminate those that are killing their world. Thanks to the dwarves the forest leads to a large underground city where the children were able to roam free. Free in the sense that they did not have to worry about death banging down their door every few seconds of everyday.
But the time is shifting. The pendulum seems to have come to a stop. The elves and animals felt it first. This uneasy yet not unwelcomed feeling growing in their chests. The earth has felt it, the sky has felt it. Even as time went on, the humans began to feel it too. The sand has stopped moving.
What the world didn’t know was that the five great dragons that Darcanus had enslaved so long ago were still alive and growing in power. Darcanus himself, so filled with darkness and corruption he did not notice the detachment of the souls. It was time for them to change their master if they saw fit.
Fleeing the castle as discreetly as they could. The dragons flew straight to the one place they knew they would have safe haven, the Spire. Whether they would survive or who their new masters would be, they do not know.
This is where you come in.
You can either be a dragon, or a rider, or both, depending on what you want to play.
The legendary Dragons (To take one… You must have an amazing APP for a rider and at least a paragraph dedicated to how and why they have it))
Falkore
Age: 365
Sex: Male
Element: Fire
Personality: Feisty and passionate. Falkore was the dragon that Darcanus found most difficult to control. Easily angered yet still young at heart, Falkore enjoys freedom, being able to roam as he wishes and utterly hates being chained up. He is fiercely protective over the rest of the dragons, especially the females, he would do anything to protect them.
Past Masters: Freudiand, Darcanus
Cawthorne
Age: 392
Sex: Male
Element: Earth
Personality: The quietest of the group, Cawthrone prefers to keep himself as well. He barely says two words to anyone but the rest of the group has learn to interpret his actions. A raised eyebrow? What on earth is wrong with you. A twitch on the lips? I'm trying not to laugh. Cawthorne was indeed a dragon of few words but he was still very much part of the group.
He enjoys humor and loves to play around as well, although far less than Abraxas.
Manasa
Age: 432
Sex: Female
Element: Water
Personality: Manasa never gives out good first impressions. She always comes off as a downright bitch. Snappy, mean and tough that is how she usually acts. If you're a stranger, don't expect anything from her because she wouldn't give. She's a proud, arrogant dragon. But to those who truly know her, she's a kind, protective soul in her own way. Her heart was in the right place. Life has just been tough on her and she dislikes trusting people. She would give her life for any of the other four. Especially Abraxas who she has a soft spot for.
Abraxas
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Age: 324
Sex: Male
Element: Air
Personality: The baby of their group. Abraxas is playful, cheerful and full of energy. Only Darcanus was able to ever put a frown on his face, but ever since they left the castle he was all of smiles. He was the fastest and best flyer amongst the five dragons. Air being his element, he also is able to stay flying the longest.
Eingana
Age: 673
Sex: Female
Element: Darkness
Personality: As the oldest of the group, Eingana was also the wisest. She is kind, thoughtful and usually a little more quiet than the rest. She is the 'mother hen', looking out for the rest and taking care of the younger ones. She curses herself for falling under Darcanus' command but had patiently waited until this day.
Right, Applications:
Application/Character Sheet (Rider)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Species: (Anything you want. =])
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory:
Dragon Type:
Other Information:
Application/Character Sheet (Dragon)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Element:
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory:
Other Information:
Application/Character Sheet (Random Thing)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Species: (Anything you want. =])
Powers:
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory
Other Information:
[if you want to app for both a dragon and its rider, just state and you are required to only fill in the Rider sheet. (Plus a section in your backstory dedicated to the dragon)]
Rules you must obey:
One lining = Discouraged. At least 3 sentences
Basic Forum Rules =
God modding, Meta gaming, Bunnying, Oping, False GMing, and ETC are not aloud
You can’t RP until your accepted
You want a legendary dragon? Write a kick butt backstory and we’ll see.
Information:
- All dragons can breathe out fire. They have hard scales that cover their body that are also their armour. The only place unprotected by these scales are their bellies. Each dragon differs in size, but they are all definitely larger than a five story house.
- The affinity (or element) that each dragon has, it means they are able to control it. Not fully, not like spells. But whoever their masters are, they would find it easier to cast spells and work within their own element. They would feel most at home within that element.
- When one becomes a dragon rider, they would gain in strength, speed, senses and magic prowess, it differs from one to the other. They would also become immortal.
- Dragons do not verbally speak to each other. They communicate with each other and other beings through thoughts.
Accepted:
Accepters:
Slenderpman
Banned:
IC Thread:
Sumz this all up
~Slenderpman
This is the previous one I made, it didn't get much love, so I decided to re post it
Totally not a shot at another inheritance RP...
Once, the Dragon Riders were famous.
Renown for their combat skills, magical abilities and of course, dragon companions, the Riders reigned at a time of piece and contentment. The people were safe, happy and cheerful under the protection of these wise leaders. It was not uncommon to casually wave at a fellow Rider as you return on your journey home. It was not uncommon to look up at the sky to see great powerful beings floating in the sky. They were as powerful as they were kind, it seemed like peace would never end.
Until the betrayal of one of their own.
Driven mad by the lost of his own dragon, Darcanus, Son of Daylucus, killed his fellow Riders in their sleep with the use of forbidden magic. He drained each of their bodies dry and took their souls with him.
A dragon is connected to his/her rider by their soul; Because Darcanus was able take these, five other dragons were placed under his command against their will. Corrupted by the dark magic and by this madness that tormented him. Darcanus took advantage of the fact that the Riders grew lazy and weak from their time of peace and slew every single one of them. As the final Rider and his dragon fell from the skies the world enveloped into panic and darkness. The devil has been unleashed and the whole world was in it’s mercy.
Peace has ended.
Three Centuries Later, Darcanus had almost the whole world in his hands. Every village that has not complied with his demands he had killed and burnt, every child, woman or man that refused to work for him he had tortured and slaughtered. The only place untouched by this evil plague was The Spire.
The Spire is a large area that covered one fourth of the Earth’s land. It was indeed a strange place. Firstly, a dense forest so thick that one could not even gaze beyond five meters from it. Surrounding it was a vast, empty dessert. No signs of life have been seen of heard from The Spire and Darcanus decided to just let it be. To cross such a desert would be suicidal and he was foreign to a land not lush with greens. It would be the largest mistake the King would have ever made.
Within the Spire a resistance is growing. Elves, dwarves, humans and many other species are slowly training themselves, working hard to do anything they can to eliminate those that are killing their world. Thanks to the dwarves the forest leads to a large underground city where the children were able to roam free. Free in the sense that they did not have to worry about death banging down their door every few seconds of everyday.
But the time is shifting. The pendulum seems to have come to a stop. The elves and animals felt it first. This uneasy yet not unwelcomed feeling growing in their chests. The earth has felt it, the sky has felt it. Even as time went on, the humans began to feel it too. The sand has stopped moving.
What the world didn’t know was that the five great dragons that Darcanus had enslaved so long ago were still alive and growing in power. Darcanus himself, so filled with darkness and corruption he did not notice the detachment of the souls. It was time for them to change their master if they saw fit.
Fleeing the castle as discreetly as they could. The dragons flew straight to the one place they knew they would have safe haven, the Spire. Whether they would survive or who their new masters would be, they do not know.
This is where you come in.
You can either be a dragon, or a rider, or both, depending on what you want to play.
The legendary Dragons (To take one… You must have an amazing APP for a rider and at least a paragraph dedicated to how and why they have it))
Falkore
Age: 365
Sex: Male
Element: Fire
Personality: Feisty and passionate. Falkore was the dragon that Darcanus found most difficult to control. Easily angered yet still young at heart, Falkore enjoys freedom, being able to roam as he wishes and utterly hates being chained up. He is fiercely protective over the rest of the dragons, especially the females, he would do anything to protect them.
Past Masters: Freudiand, Darcanus
Cawthorne
Age: 392
Sex: Male
Element: Earth
Personality: The quietest of the group, Cawthrone prefers to keep himself as well. He barely says two words to anyone but the rest of the group has learn to interpret his actions. A raised eyebrow? What on earth is wrong with you. A twitch on the lips? I'm trying not to laugh. Cawthorne was indeed a dragon of few words but he was still very much part of the group.
He enjoys humor and loves to play around as well, although far less than Abraxas.
Manasa
Age: 432
Sex: Female
Element: Water
Personality: Manasa never gives out good first impressions. She always comes off as a downright bitch. Snappy, mean and tough that is how she usually acts. If you're a stranger, don't expect anything from her because she wouldn't give. She's a proud, arrogant dragon. But to those who truly know her, she's a kind, protective soul in her own way. Her heart was in the right place. Life has just been tough on her and she dislikes trusting people. She would give her life for any of the other four. Especially Abraxas who she has a soft spot for.
Abraxas
Click this bar to view the full image.
Age: 324
Sex: Male
Element: Air
Personality: The baby of their group. Abraxas is playful, cheerful and full of energy. Only Darcanus was able to ever put a frown on his face, but ever since they left the castle he was all of smiles. He was the fastest and best flyer amongst the five dragons. Air being his element, he also is able to stay flying the longest.
Eingana
Age: 673
Sex: Female
Element: Darkness
Personality: As the oldest of the group, Eingana was also the wisest. She is kind, thoughtful and usually a little more quiet than the rest. She is the 'mother hen', looking out for the rest and taking care of the younger ones. She curses herself for falling under Darcanus' command but had patiently waited until this day.
Right, Applications:
Application/Character Sheet (Rider)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Species: (Anything you want. =])
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory:
Dragon Type:
Other Information:
Application/Character Sheet (Dragon)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Element:
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory:
Other Information:
Application/Character Sheet (Random Thing)
Name: (Please, pick a name to suit your species. I do not want an Elf named Bob)
Species: (Anything you want. =])
Powers:
Appearance: (Preferably a picture with a few description on dressing on what not. If you can't provide a picture, just describe them.)
Age:
Personality:
Backstory
Other Information:
[if you want to app for both a dragon and its rider, just state and you are required to only fill in the Rider sheet. (Plus a section in your backstory dedicated to the dragon)]
Rules you must obey:
One lining = Discouraged. At least 3 sentences
Basic Forum Rules =
God modding, Meta gaming, Bunnying, Oping, False GMing, and ETC are not aloud
You can’t RP until your accepted
You want a legendary dragon? Write a kick butt backstory and we’ll see.
Information:
- All dragons can breathe out fire. They have hard scales that cover their body that are also their armour. The only place unprotected by these scales are their bellies. Each dragon differs in size, but they are all definitely larger than a five story house.
- The affinity (or element) that each dragon has, it means they are able to control it. Not fully, not like spells. But whoever their masters are, they would find it easier to cast spells and work within their own element. They would feel most at home within that element.
- When one becomes a dragon rider, they would gain in strength, speed, senses and magic prowess, it differs from one to the other. They would also become immortal.
- Dragons do not verbally speak to each other. They communicate with each other and other beings through thoughts.
Accepted:
Accepters:
Slenderpman
Banned:
IC Thread:
Sumz this all up
~Slenderpman
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Did this really die before it even started?
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^^^^^^^^^^
Accepted
IC will be up momentarily
Accepted
IC will be up momentarily
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And just like that. My back story is finished and I'm happy with it :3 Sorry for taking so long, I managed to lose my story like three times...
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@Thunderfang that's a good app. A bit on the OP side, but never the less, your denACCEPTED
@Justsomerandombear If you could do that, then I believe you can be accepted. I'll just have to see how that backstory turns out.
@Justsomerandombear If you could do that, then I believe you can be accepted. I'll just have to see how that backstory turns out.
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Pardon me I'll fix it right away, along with an actual backstory!
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I don't really think theres all that technical stuff back then...
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Name: Ash Tarion
Species: Human
Appearance:
So that, except battle worn.
Age: 27
Personality: Adventurous, easy going, loyal and always one to try and lighten up the mood.
Backstory:
Dragon Type: Water
Other Information: He is not able to fight hand-to-hand and his accuracy isn't perfect. He can hit a small target bu
Species: Human
Appearance:
Click to reveal
So that, except battle worn.
Age: 27
Personality: Adventurous, easy going, loyal and always one to try and lighten up the mood.
Backstory:
Click to reveal
Growing up outside of a city known for it's ore mines, the guard walls were built to tower over the city to keep out any bandits or mercenaries looking for the perfect payday with bags of valuable ores. As a child, Ash would often get taken up to top of the wooden walls and just spend hours watching the outside world go by. His father had decided to put a bow in his hands the moment Ash was strong enough to pull back the string, and the next few years were spent training archery.
When Ash became old enough to be a guard on the wall, that was what he did. He would make some extra coins on the side by holding bets. He did the classic shuffling cards, the usual fist fights (Which he always lost.) But the one he would always win were the archery competitions. Usually not being able to make the full-on bull's eye, but he was always extremely close to it. Every time after the archery competitions, he would always leave with a small bag of gold coins.
This lifestyle had continued for a good 5 years, but every good thing has to come to an end. It started with some suspicious activity around the walls, with foot prints leading to and from the dense forest. Guards had became on edge, and began to become extremely paranoid, always saying that they are hearing voices mentioning fires and death. Ash didn't take it as anything else but overreaction.
Sitting on the edge of the wall, Ash looked out over the forests when he began to hear the cracking of wood beneath him. His first instinct was to run away while he still could, but instead he sat there frozen. Not able to move. The wall began to tip out towards the forest. Ash quickly regained control of his body, attempting to get to the stairs but failing. Ash fell off the wall and dropped down into the deep forest below.
His eyes slowly opened and life had flowed back into him. He grabbed the tree next to him and sat himself up. It took him a minute to adjust to the fact that he was no where near his home. He was miles away from anywhere familiar. The lake next to him even scared him. Ash was rarely taken out of the city and all the water was gotten from various wells around the city.
Ash picked himself up and stumbled over to the pond. Falling to his knees, he splashed water onto his face and stayed still. A sudden gust of wind brushed over him. Ash didn't think much of it, until he heard a slight growl and a snort. He turned around with a sudden burst, causing him to fall down. He stared at the beast in front of him and struggled for air. The village elders had spoken of dragons before but Ash never thought anything of it.
The elders said that they had all disappeared after their riders were killed. Why would the dragons return now? Why did the dragon save him? Did the dragon save him? The questions flew through his mind but not one of them was said. He sat there staring at the dragon.
(This is basically where I would prefer starting with my character. Just at the very beginning of when he meets his dragon pal. I think it would be interesting seeing the transformation of my character from not knowing what he's doing and getting thrown into this small group needed to save the world...)
When Ash became old enough to be a guard on the wall, that was what he did. He would make some extra coins on the side by holding bets. He did the classic shuffling cards, the usual fist fights (Which he always lost.) But the one he would always win were the archery competitions. Usually not being able to make the full-on bull's eye, but he was always extremely close to it. Every time after the archery competitions, he would always leave with a small bag of gold coins.
This lifestyle had continued for a good 5 years, but every good thing has to come to an end. It started with some suspicious activity around the walls, with foot prints leading to and from the dense forest. Guards had became on edge, and began to become extremely paranoid, always saying that they are hearing voices mentioning fires and death. Ash didn't take it as anything else but overreaction.
Sitting on the edge of the wall, Ash looked out over the forests when he began to hear the cracking of wood beneath him. His first instinct was to run away while he still could, but instead he sat there frozen. Not able to move. The wall began to tip out towards the forest. Ash quickly regained control of his body, attempting to get to the stairs but failing. Ash fell off the wall and dropped down into the deep forest below.
His eyes slowly opened and life had flowed back into him. He grabbed the tree next to him and sat himself up. It took him a minute to adjust to the fact that he was no where near his home. He was miles away from anywhere familiar. The lake next to him even scared him. Ash was rarely taken out of the city and all the water was gotten from various wells around the city.
Ash picked himself up and stumbled over to the pond. Falling to his knees, he splashed water onto his face and stayed still. A sudden gust of wind brushed over him. Ash didn't think much of it, until he heard a slight growl and a snort. He turned around with a sudden burst, causing him to fall down. He stared at the beast in front of him and struggled for air. The village elders had spoken of dragons before but Ash never thought anything of it.
The elders said that they had all disappeared after their riders were killed. Why would the dragons return now? Why did the dragon save him? Did the dragon save him? The questions flew through his mind but not one of them was said. He sat there staring at the dragon.
(This is basically where I would prefer starting with my character. Just at the very beginning of when he meets his dragon pal. I think it would be interesting seeing the transformation of my character from not knowing what he's doing and getting thrown into this small group needed to save the world...)
Dragon Type: Water
Other Information: He is not able to fight hand-to-hand and his accuracy isn't perfect. He can hit a small target bu
