Neos
The year is E.F. (Earth Forgone) 87. After the resource riots on Earth, Humanity decided to abandon the now lifeless hunk of rock called Earth, and turned their eyes to space. In 2047 A.D., humankind managed a colony on a planet they named Sinclaire, so they may never forget their sins against the planet. Now, humankind gave up conventional gunpowder and projectile weaponry, instead using swords and magic learned from alien races such as the Faeries, the Drakes, and the Elves. Half of the planet, Rogwell, was to be used in the pursuit of technology, developing new sciences and exploring a new resource found only on Sinclaire called Neos. Neos is the perfect energy source. It gives off almost no emissions, and has an extreme output of energy. However, it is an extremely volatile substance in its technologically usable form (Gas), akin to nitroglycerin. The other half, Glaivestone, was to be spent in the pursuit of knowledge about magic. However, Rogwell found the greatest veins of Neos were in Glaivestone. Now, the two halves of Sinclaire fight each other, one in its rapacity for Neos, the other, for the right to exist. The leader of Rogwell is unknown. However, the greatest rallier for Glaivestone is a drake named Damien Lucia. Damien has been captured by Rogwell and the Resistance is starting to lose hope. He is held in their greatest prison, Zenoth. 1 mile below sea level, guarded by over 500 men- its only prisoner is Damien. It is thought to be inescapable. It was created using Neos to render all known types of magic useless. The resistance needs you now to get it though its darkest days. Will you help bring peace to the world?
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Okay, remember: Although this world closely mirrors our earth, it is an entirely different universe. Magic does exist, and all beings have forgone common guns for swords, bows, and magic. The playable races: Humans, Drakes, Elves, and Faeries.
Elves are lithe and would rather use a bow and a knife than be on the front line hacking away with a broadsword.
Faeries are steeped in magic so much it is impossible to separate the two. They operate on an entirely different plane of logic than humans, and can seem to have personality disorders, switching from loving and generous to cruel and calculating in a heartbeat.
Drakes are a humanoid breed of dragons. They are steeped in magic just like the Faeries. However, they took a different path. Where Faeries use magic in its purest form, drakes have the ability to transform their magic into pure power.
Humans are the jack of all trades. They can swing a 6-foot long sword, shoot a bow, and do whatever they will. However, they do not excel at any one thing.
Note: You do not know all the abilities of Neos. I will state more as the story unfolds.
This is how the character sheets will be set up. (This is mine.)
The year is E.F. (Earth Forgone) 87. After the resource riots on Earth, Humanity decided to abandon the now lifeless hunk of rock called Earth, and turned their eyes to space. In 2047 A.D., humankind managed a colony on a planet they named Sinclaire, so they may never forget their sins against the planet. Now, humankind gave up conventional gunpowder and projectile weaponry, instead using swords and magic learned from alien races such as the Faeries, the Drakes, and the Elves. Half of the planet, Rogwell, was to be used in the pursuit of technology, developing new sciences and exploring a new resource found only on Sinclaire called Neos. Neos is the perfect energy source. It gives off almost no emissions, and has an extreme output of energy. However, it is an extremely volatile substance in its technologically usable form (Gas), akin to nitroglycerin. The other half, Glaivestone, was to be spent in the pursuit of knowledge about magic. However, Rogwell found the greatest veins of Neos were in Glaivestone. Now, the two halves of Sinclaire fight each other, one in its rapacity for Neos, the other, for the right to exist. The leader of Rogwell is unknown. However, the greatest rallier for Glaivestone is a drake named Damien Lucia. Damien has been captured by Rogwell and the Resistance is starting to lose hope. He is held in their greatest prison, Zenoth. 1 mile below sea level, guarded by over 500 men- its only prisoner is Damien. It is thought to be inescapable. It was created using Neos to render all known types of magic useless. The resistance needs you now to get it though its darkest days. Will you help bring peace to the world?
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Okay, remember: Although this world closely mirrors our earth, it is an entirely different universe. Magic does exist, and all beings have forgone common guns for swords, bows, and magic. The playable races: Humans, Drakes, Elves, and Faeries.
Elves are lithe and would rather use a bow and a knife than be on the front line hacking away with a broadsword.
Faeries are steeped in magic so much it is impossible to separate the two. They operate on an entirely different plane of logic than humans, and can seem to have personality disorders, switching from loving and generous to cruel and calculating in a heartbeat.
Drakes are a humanoid breed of dragons. They are steeped in magic just like the Faeries. However, they took a different path. Where Faeries use magic in its purest form, drakes have the ability to transform their magic into pure power.
Humans are the jack of all trades. They can swing a 6-foot long sword, shoot a bow, and do whatever they will. However, they do not excel at any one thing.
Note: You do not know all the abilities of Neos. I will state more as the story unfolds.
This is how the character sheets will be set up. (This is mine.)
Name: Damien Lucia
Race: Drake
Faction: Glaivestone
Chronological Age: 192
Biological Age: 19 (Only needed for Drakes and Faeries. They live incredibly long.)
Fighting Style: Berserker
Appearance: 7?0? with crimson eyes and black hair. Black Draconic scales start on his neck and continue down his entire body. He also has wings that can fly him or be used to attack and a tail that ends in a spike-like point.
Weapons: Giant broadsword. The blade is as black as night and the surface appears to constantly shift. The ending flares out much like a war-axe. It has many latent abilities enchanted into the metal. It is unbreakable. He also uses his claws and talons.
Magic: Meteor. Damien can increase his strength and speed to incredible levels.
Bio: Damien was born on the planet Sinclaire. All his life he has lived among the Drakes, learning magic, becoming the strongest of his city. Finally, at 150, the elder gave him the Chaos Fang, telling him of his royal heritage. When the humans first came to Sinclaire, Damien was one of the first to welcome them. When Rogwell encroached on Glaivestone, Damien was the first to fight. Now, he is the greatest symbol of hope for Glaivestone.
Race: Drake
Faction: Glaivestone
Chronological Age: 192
Biological Age: 19 (Only needed for Drakes and Faeries. They live incredibly long.)
Fighting Style: Berserker
Appearance: 7?0? with crimson eyes and black hair. Black Draconic scales start on his neck and continue down his entire body. He also has wings that can fly him or be used to attack and a tail that ends in a spike-like point.
Weapons: Giant broadsword. The blade is as black as night and the surface appears to constantly shift. The ending flares out much like a war-axe. It has many latent abilities enchanted into the metal. It is unbreakable. He also uses his claws and talons.
Magic: Meteor. Damien can increase his strength and speed to incredible levels.
Bio: Damien was born on the planet Sinclaire. All his life he has lived among the Drakes, learning magic, becoming the strongest of his city. Finally, at 150, the elder gave him the Chaos Fang, telling him of his royal heritage. When the humans first came to Sinclaire, Damien was one of the first to welcome them. When Rogwell encroached on Glaivestone, Damien was the first to fight. Now, he is the greatest symbol of hope for Glaivestone.
Name: Keziah Amiel
Chronological age: 270
Biological age: 15
Gender: None (referred to as he for convenience)
Race: Faerie
Faction: Rogwell
Appearance: 5''4 in height, with a very slender body. Blond straight hair, which reaches it's waist. Wears a pale blue robe, that trails along behind him. Appears as if it could be either gender.
Weapon: Cannot use weapons. Relies on magic completely.
Magic: Agnitio. Able to create illusions, and attack the opponent's senses.
Personality: Tendency to be inconsistent, although not notably so for a faerie. Is almost obsessive about it's appearance, despite the fact that it frequently uses it's magic to alter how people see it.
Distrustful of humans, although is willing to obey general orders from them. Refuses to obey specific orders from them though, and if given a specific order that he was already planning, will do something else instead.
In combat, how he fights will vary depending on it's mood. Generally forces the opponent to engage in combat with illusions of whatever Keziah happens to think of at the time. This is generally some form of swordsman. Keziah outright refuses to use weapons however.
Is considered to be too proud to deal with insults. They will trigger an aggressive and sadistic side of Keziah's personality. This side isn't generally seen otherwise, and Keziah's superiority complex will make him act either sympathetically towards his opponents, or act coldly towards them, depending on the situation.
Bio: Was born with a curious biological factor that caused him to age slowly, even for a faerie. When the humans arrived, Keziah found that the speed at which they took over was surprising, and this irked at the back of his mind. Developing an intense dislike of humans, yet forced to ally with one side, Keziah's dislike of humans originally led him to ally with Glaivestone, as less humans were proficient in magic.
However, upon finding the leader of Glaivestone to be one that annoyed Keziah to the core, he defected to Rogwell in a stunt that resulted, much to Keziah's satisfaction, in the capture of Damien Lucia.
Keziah is now fairly free to do as he will within Rogwell as a result. He is given a few orders from time to time, but the officers tend to leave it alone wherever possible for fear of him defecting again.
Chronological age: 270
Biological age: 15
Gender: None (referred to as he for convenience)
Race: Faerie
Faction: Rogwell
Appearance: 5''4 in height, with a very slender body. Blond straight hair, which reaches it's waist. Wears a pale blue robe, that trails along behind him. Appears as if it could be either gender.
Weapon: Cannot use weapons. Relies on magic completely.
Magic: Agnitio. Able to create illusions, and attack the opponent's senses.
Personality: Tendency to be inconsistent, although not notably so for a faerie. Is almost obsessive about it's appearance, despite the fact that it frequently uses it's magic to alter how people see it.
Distrustful of humans, although is willing to obey general orders from them. Refuses to obey specific orders from them though, and if given a specific order that he was already planning, will do something else instead.
In combat, how he fights will vary depending on it's mood. Generally forces the opponent to engage in combat with illusions of whatever Keziah happens to think of at the time. This is generally some form of swordsman. Keziah outright refuses to use weapons however.
Is considered to be too proud to deal with insults. They will trigger an aggressive and sadistic side of Keziah's personality. This side isn't generally seen otherwise, and Keziah's superiority complex will make him act either sympathetically towards his opponents, or act coldly towards them, depending on the situation.
Bio: Was born with a curious biological factor that caused him to age slowly, even for a faerie. When the humans arrived, Keziah found that the speed at which they took over was surprising, and this irked at the back of his mind. Developing an intense dislike of humans, yet forced to ally with one side, Keziah's dislike of humans originally led him to ally with Glaivestone, as less humans were proficient in magic.
However, upon finding the leader of Glaivestone to be one that annoyed Keziah to the core, he defected to Rogwell in a stunt that resulted, much to Keziah's satisfaction, in the capture of Damien Lucia.
Keziah is now fairly free to do as he will within Rogwell as a result. He is given a few orders from time to time, but the officers tend to leave it alone wherever possible for fear of him defecting again.
Name: Cyprus Young
Race: Human
Faction:Rogwell
Chronological Age: 27
Fighting Style: He prefers to toy with his opponents before killing them, often giving his foes multiple chances to kill him.
Appearance: 6'2 with a rather average build, he appears to be in good health other then his pale complexion. He has dyed his hair black(it was originally blonde) and has light blue eyes. He wears a black grim reaper like cloak with a hood that covers all visible skin other then his face.
Weapons: Cyprus posses a meduim weight battle scythe crafted from summoned bone which he wields in both hands and can summon in and out of existence, making it easy to sneak into buildings. Along with that he has a few knifes which he will throw, stab or slash with.
Magic: Other then his previously mentioned ability to summon his scythe in and out of existence he has control over a type of magic that he calls "Wire", as the the name suggests this power summons an incredibly thin wire-like substance which is sharp enough to cut people in half. The wire magic can be used as an attack, defense or to grab onto things with.
Bio: Growing up rather problem free for the majority of his early life, Cyprus often found himself with a lot of free time to practice magical arts. Soon this hobby became a dedication to him, he believed that he was destined to be a great mage. At the age of eight he had developed a type of magic which he often claimed to be perfect, a magic which he called 'Wire' due to its appearance. Soon after reaching his twelfth birthday he had decided to leave his village and become a traveling magician, during his times of travel he discovered the ability to summon a scythe into existence which proved to be useful in combat. Now twenty seven he has decided to take up mercenary work as a profession.
Race: Human
Faction:Rogwell
Chronological Age: 27
Fighting Style: He prefers to toy with his opponents before killing them, often giving his foes multiple chances to kill him.
Appearance: 6'2 with a rather average build, he appears to be in good health other then his pale complexion. He has dyed his hair black(it was originally blonde) and has light blue eyes. He wears a black grim reaper like cloak with a hood that covers all visible skin other then his face.
Weapons: Cyprus posses a meduim weight battle scythe crafted from summoned bone which he wields in both hands and can summon in and out of existence, making it easy to sneak into buildings. Along with that he has a few knifes which he will throw, stab or slash with.
Magic: Other then his previously mentioned ability to summon his scythe in and out of existence he has control over a type of magic that he calls "Wire", as the the name suggests this power summons an incredibly thin wire-like substance which is sharp enough to cut people in half. The wire magic can be used as an attack, defense or to grab onto things with.
Bio: Growing up rather problem free for the majority of his early life, Cyprus often found himself with a lot of free time to practice magical arts. Soon this hobby became a dedication to him, he believed that he was destined to be a great mage. At the age of eight he had developed a type of magic which he often claimed to be perfect, a magic which he called 'Wire' due to its appearance. Soon after reaching his twelfth birthday he had decided to leave his village and become a traveling magician, during his times of travel he discovered the ability to summon a scythe into existence which proved to be useful in combat. Now twenty seven he has decided to take up mercenary work as a profession.
Name: Jason Cole
Chronical Age: 17
Race: Elf
Fighting Style: Long Range fighting
Appearence: 5"9, with black hair that falls down just past his ears. Has red eyes and wears a black trenchcoat with a white emblem of fire on it. Wears black fingerless gloves and black pants.
Weapons: A long red colored blade that has a ruby on the bottom of the hilt which is held by a dragon claw. Its sheath is on his back underneath a black quiver that holds a black bow with red fletched arrows.
Magic: Can cast a fireball at anything he wishes and can summon a flame whenever he wishes too.
Bio:Lived on Sinclaire since before the humans came, and when they did he made as little contact with them as possible. He trains away in the forest with his other elven friends that wish to become the best of their village, yet Jason far surpasses their power.
Chronical Age: 17
Race: Elf
Fighting Style: Long Range fighting
Appearence: 5"9, with black hair that falls down just past his ears. Has red eyes and wears a black trenchcoat with a white emblem of fire on it. Wears black fingerless gloves and black pants.
Weapons: A long red colored blade that has a ruby on the bottom of the hilt which is held by a dragon claw. Its sheath is on his back underneath a black quiver that holds a black bow with red fletched arrows.
Magic: Can cast a fireball at anything he wishes and can summon a flame whenever he wishes too.
Bio:Lived on Sinclaire since before the humans came, and when they did he made as little contact with them as possible. He trains away in the forest with his other elven friends that wish to become the best of their village, yet Jason far surpasses their power.
Name: Ares Argonautia
Race: Faerie
Chronological Age: 560
Bilogical Age: 56
Faction: Glaivestone
Fighting Style: Mage
Appearence: 6 Foot With Long Grey Hair and beard, a Long Black Robe with Faerian Writings on the fabric.
Weapon: Just a plain old Wooden Staff with a Emerald at the top.
Magic: Ragnarok. It Causes the Rain to Come and Minions come out of the ground attacking any nearby enemies.
Bio: Ares is named after the Greek God of Slaughter accordingly Due to the Evil that eats away at his heart. He is an Anti-Hero killing the evil because hes parents were killed by a thief in a break-in when he was just 5, During the latter years Ares tried being as good as he could be but constantly found himself killing yet again due to the mental unstableness of hes mind, He once killed a innocent by accident by playing "Kick the Can" When he kicked the Can it lodged itself into the person eye, killing him instantly. Ever since then he has been a lone wolf making sure that he never had any friends.
Race: Faerie
Chronological Age: 560
Bilogical Age: 56
Faction: Glaivestone
Fighting Style: Mage
Appearence: 6 Foot With Long Grey Hair and beard, a Long Black Robe with Faerian Writings on the fabric.
Weapon: Just a plain old Wooden Staff with a Emerald at the top.
Magic: Ragnarok. It Causes the Rain to Come and Minions come out of the ground attacking any nearby enemies.
Bio: Ares is named after the Greek God of Slaughter accordingly Due to the Evil that eats away at his heart. He is an Anti-Hero killing the evil because hes parents were killed by a thief in a break-in when he was just 5, During the latter years Ares tried being as good as he could be but constantly found himself killing yet again due to the mental unstableness of hes mind, He once killed a innocent by accident by playing "Kick the Can" When he kicked the Can it lodged itself into the person eye, killing him instantly. Ever since then he has been a lone wolf making sure that he never had any friends.
Name:Wolfa
Age :34
race:human
Faction: Glaivestone
Fighting: King-of-wolves
Ability: Wolven Blast... White blast that goes in all directions
Weapons: Katana
Appearance: 6,4 wearing a black shirt and grey joggers
Has a pet wolf cub
His reasons for fighting are that another member of his family has been captured by the other side.
He has fought many battles as a third party aiming to kill the enemy leader without contact with the glaivestone forces.
He fights alone, He slaughters alone and most of all he is alone...
Age :34
race:human
Faction: Glaivestone
Fighting: King-of-wolves
Ability: Wolven Blast... White blast that goes in all directions
Weapons: Katana
Appearance: 6,4 wearing a black shirt and grey joggers
Has a pet wolf cub
His reasons for fighting are that another member of his family has been captured by the other side.
He has fought many battles as a third party aiming to kill the enemy leader without contact with the glaivestone forces.
He fights alone, He slaughters alone and most of all he is alone...
