The Forgoten War, OK this is a RPG where peopel take roles Options

[Lord of darness]

Well lets start out by exsplaining what this is about. this is a RPG thread where someone starts a story and peopel join in and shape a story where you are taking the role of a charictor you make up. so uh make up some peopel and join in. If this is in the wrong section sorry.

So for my BIOs


Name: Vincent
Hair: black
Eyes: silver
Race: Dragon clan (dragons that can take human form)
Hight: changes
magic/skills: Can use both black and white magic and can turn into a dragon but no magic can be used when in dragon forum.
Background: part of the achent dragon clan he fought in the great war and was throwen though time by a dark sorcor and now seeks a way back but untill he finds one he serves as a hired hit man.
Items: sword of the achents, cape of pertection agenst evil, Gontlets of ogers strangth, armor of the achents



One the mighty kingdom of Faron stood proud in the north but now it has been distroyed by the monsters in the lands taking away the enlightened people. It is up to whoever can help to help protect the smaller kingdoms of the land from the forces that distroyed that once great kingdom. Our story starts in a small village south of Faron in the house of Vincent. He has called a meeting of the greatest fighters he could find.

[Dreams On Hiatus]

Name: Kaelexi
Hair: blue (light blue)
Gender: Female
Eyes: dark violet
Race: Gaoler (part cat part human. Weird, I know.)
Hight: 6'4"
magic/skills: agile, can move at breakneck speed. Simple elemental magic -- deals mostly with fire, earth, and spririt magic.
Background: Kaelexi is brilliant, and spent most of her time studying runes, until she was given a chance to leave and practice her magic on REAL foes...
Items: Kaelexi wears elven armor -- colored light blue like her fur. She has a long magic staff. A silver claw is on the top of the staff, and black crystals are fastened in the claw.

*She walks quietly into the meeting room and sits down. Kaelexi wraps her claws around her magical staff, preparing herself for anything, or anyone, who might seem suspicious.*

[FurryMammal]

Name: Finn
Hair: Brown
Gender: Male
Eyes: Brown
Race: Human!
Height: 6ft 2
Magic/Skills: None apparant. However, he has received an extended high school education and is considered pretty bright. Can handle a sword a little.
Background: 16 years old, lives in England, and there's nothing especially extraordinary about him in any way, shape or form.
Items: A bus pass, twenty two pounds and fifty pence, a mobile phone (low on credit though ), his wallet with a few unimportant receipts and cash cards, a box of doughnuts for the meeting, some pepper spray and an ancient japanese fighting katana, near five and a half feet in length, complete with sheath (gold inlaid) and weighing roughly the same weight as a lead pipe.

*Finn walks into the room and offers a doughnut to Kaelixi, keeping a hand on his sword the whole time, mainly to ensure nothing happens to it*

[Lord of darness]

< uh fin incase you didnt get it this is in a fantisy and up none moderan world bus passes and stuff dont exsist but a highschool education in these times is like super smart being that no one went back in that time lol>


well the turn outs werent as good as I hoped

(walks back and forth acrost the top of the room)

As you may know the land is hurting with the main kingdom of ranfar down we dont have much of a chance. SO we are gatered here today to try and find a solution to this problem.

[Hobbes]

*tumbles into the room*

Sorry I'm late.

looks around cautiously

I'm...

Name: Kershaw
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Human
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Distinguishing Features: Scar on right cheek
Height: 6'
Skills: Fine archer, and even finer thief
Background: Independent from the age of seven, he has learnt all he knows from experience. Not a great time-keeper.

Did I miss anything important?

[sjbbandgeek]

*A grim looking old man slithers his way into the room*
Name: Sir Harold Swiftblade
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Race: Presumed to be human
Hair: Grey
Eyes: Black
Hieght: 6 foot 1
Skills: Unusual strength for a human. quick senses. keen eyesight. deadly wealder of sword, crossbow, and spear. magic healing powers used to aid his fellow warrior.
Background: Although little is known about his early life, records show that he enlisted in the 2nd Hamastrian Gaurd Forces around 40 years ago. At the time of the invasion of the west, he was awarded for his excellent crossbow skill at the 3rd gate of Hamanburg. Then he lead a small group of men, known as the Swiftblade Cavalry, to retake the North Land. He continued his royal guard service after the invasion as a bodygaurd of his king. It is also noted that his small kukri dagger never leaves his side.
*The Nation of Hamast is in your service, milord.*

[Lord of darness]

so many late people this might work out after all.

Well since oyu are late all we have done so far is talk about the problems of our land which you are are most likely fermillure with. So now we must diside what to do about them.

[Alaric]

Shiro Daos

Gender: Male
Age: around mid 20's
Race: Human-Demon mix
hair: White
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'2

Skills: A mast in swordsmanship and demonic powers. He is very quick and quiet most of his victoms never know he is there until his sword is threw their heart.

background: His village was attacked by a horde of demons one night slaughtering all in their path. He hid under some debre as he watched both his parents be sacraficed to the leader, a powerful demon. Though he didn't hide long because the demons found him and attacked cutting him many times, but he fought back blindly and killed the demon attacking him. But the blood of it got on him and in his wounds and he looked at it it seeped into his own bloodstream fusing its evil and powers within him. From then on he was alone, hunting demons down hating them.. and himself.

~he walks in slowly dried blood on his worn and torn shirt. As he walked it seemed as time itself stopped to watch him come in, he had his head down his hair covering his eyes. Behind him he drug a creature of some sort with one hand and used his sword as a crutch with the other. *thud..... thud.... thud...* is the only sound that came from him.. his sword hitting the ground. As he came to the group of people he stopped and droped the corpse it making a small *thud* as its limbs hit the ground. He rose up his head and smirked slightly~ I heard you needed some help.. sorry i'm late but i got jumped on the way here...

[FurryMammal]

< uh fin incase you didnt get it this is in a fantisy and up none moderan world bus passes and stuff dont exsist but a highschool education in these times is like super smart being that no one went back in that time lol>

<I never said I could use them . My wallet just happened to be in my pocket when I came to this meeting. Anyway, this probably means I'M the weirdest of you lot (in your own terms of course) and I brought my own sword...>

Doughnut Vincent? It's like errrrr bread but nicer.

[Lord of darness]

Nah I dont eat human foods. I would rather hunt down my own food.

[Alaric]

<was i just ignored? >.<>

[Lord of darness]

what did something happen????

[Alaric]

~he walks in slowly dried blood on his worn and torn shirt. As he walked it seemed as time itself stopped to watch him come in, he had his head down his hair covering his eyes. Behind him he drug a creature of some sort with one hand and used his sword as a crutch with the other. *thud..... thud.... thud...* is the only sound that came from him.. his sword hitting the ground. As he came to the group of people he stopped and droped the corpse it making a small *thud* as its limbs hit the ground. He rose up his head and smirked slightly~ I heard you needed some help.. sorry i'm late but i got jumped on the way here...

<< ^^ thats my char entering.. i always accociate action with "~...~" and my OOC talk is with "<< >>" i use to rp all the time in chats... its a habbit>>

[Lord of darness]

ooc: I wasnt ooc my charictor didnt even notce lol

[Alaric]

<<ahh.. i see.. i still dunno how to react now.. :S>>

[Hobbes]

We may be but a small group, but our skills are many. Let us face the onslaught and do some... thing....

Any ideas?

[Lord of darness]

well if it were up to me I would face them streight on but knowing from exspreance this is probly not a enemy that can be taken easyly.

[Alaric]

I like the head on idea.. gives a challenge.

[Hobbes]

*reaches into his napsack and takes out a chicken leg*
*takes a bite out of it*

What do we know about our enemy?

Vincent... you got any mead here?

[Lord of darness]

what do you think I would acully gather info for you MAHAHAH. wait acully I do got something.

They took down the kingdom which means their strangth is great but they are defantly hurting from such an invation becouse you cant just take on the entire kingdom withought massive losses. though we dont knwo what we ae up agenst.

[The Tortured Sou...]

OCC: i used to play alot of RPG's so i'll give it a go,. Kiirii is a surname i always use for RPG's. Just a note i haven't read the entire thead

Name: Dangar Kiirii
Hair: Black with random Red streaks
Eyes: Red
Race: Dakar (an evil race created by the power and hatred and pure evil of the dark Crystal, they look like humans with bat like wings)
Hight: 7 foot
magic/skills: Can use both black and white magic and can fly
Background: Dangar is one of the ancient Dakars his farther was one of the orginal Dakars but his mother was an orginal Ismar a race the complete opposite of Dakars created by the white crystal. he was raised by Dakars but the good within him he knew something was wrong, by the time of his comming of age he was an outcast from the Dakars and he was an outcast of the Ismar's from birth... because of his herritage he doesn't do evil acts, but when there is a task at hand nothing gets in his way!!!
Items:Large hooded black cloak a magical item that can hold infinate items, a large axe made of obsidian. and several daggers also made of obsidian... these items and most of his body cannot be seen as he his cloak covers his whole body...

BIC:Dangar knocks at the Door and waits for Vincent

[Hobbes]

I feel we should head north as quickly as possible, perhaps picking up new allies on the way.

[mooooooooooopo]

Name: Jim "the Crusher"
Hair: Black and long
Eyes: Red
Race: Half-Orc
Height: 6'7"
Magic/Skills: No magic, not terribly charismatic but bloody scary
Background: As a child he went out on a fishing trip as usual however unlike most weeks he came back to find his village in flames and everyone he knew or loved dead. From that day forth he swore to find and take venegance on whoever did this to his village. (how cliche! )
Items: Huge warhammer, plate mail armor, big cloak and one of those scary helmets with the horns.

*A huge scary orcish looking guy walks in with a massive war hammer slung over his shoulder and masses of hair flowing out from under a old, battered and very scary helmet.*

"I Jim der Crusher"
"Sorry I late, travelled day an' night to arrive when heard of der plight of our land"

*takes a seat noisily*

[edit]Sorry to join so late[/edit]

[Lord of darness]

answers the door well I guess our best choice is a full out asult of the formor kingdom.

and objections?

[The Tortured Sou...]

enters

"sorry i'm late i had to escape from jail to get here, I swear those Regans just make up rules so they can lock me up"

heres what vincent said

"i'm for it this place has been a hell hole since i left and those creatures took over, 'bout time someone does something about it!!!"