The Citadel

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The World:

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The Southern Market District is all but abandoned since 'The Plague' hit about 17 years gone, save for criminals and the most brutal or unfortunate of guards. Houses are boarded up, squares turned into jails, and warehouses used for all manner of illicit activity.

The Bogarts is the slum of the city. It's main business is it's brothels, and guard presence there is next to none existent. It used to be just like the commons, before 'The Plague' hit and forced people out of the Southern Market and into The Bogarts.

Anyone who lived here is accustomed to prostitution, killings, and not very fond of nor familiar with guards.

If your parents were:
Child of a whore who was unwanted, you'd have been a street urchin working and stealing for money. Odds are you wouldn't be allowed into The Commons and be stuck in The Bogarts for your youth. It would have been a dark one, with seldom a warm moment.

Child of a whore who was more wanted, your mother would probably want to keep you away from the brothel, though you would eventually learn about her profession. You'd be much more likely to go into a life of crime, but you may well return your mums favor and try to look out for her, as most whore children are thrown out the window.

Child of a Brothel owner, you'd know about your father's business but understand it's necessity. You may work at a bar as he probably owns one as well. There are probably crime rackets involved with him, as well.

Child of a poor individual, you'd be a beggar. You likely have a very small house or none at all.

Women in poverty may see the only way out as whoredom, whilst men often turn to burglury.

Due to "The Siege" it's impossible to leave the city walls. This means The Citadel must sustain itself.

The Terrace resembles the hanging gardens. There is wild game in level upon level of terraces filled with food, as well as some farms. There is a small amount of housing here, for people who work in the area. This is where all the food in the city comes from, as well as the drink, for a giant underground lake springs up at the top level of the terrace, creating waterfalls in built-in parts of the terraced walls, making it even more beautiful.

Anyone who lived here is accustomed to working hard, nature, and is alienated by the more populace and over-grown parts of the city. Guards are normal to them, as The Terrace is readily patrolled, seven fold so since 'The Plague' caused a rise in criminal activity.

Home to the middle and working class of The Citadel, they do jobs all over and are accustomed to long walks. Many of them either join the guard or go to work in shops and warehouses in their own district or the Northern Market District.

Anyone who lived here will be accustomed to a working family, possibly venturing into The Bogarts, large guard presence (especially since 'The Plague'). Many men went off to The Bogarts to get laid after a long day of work.

If your parents were:
Shop owners you probably would wait until around 18 to work.

Working class men/women you'd probably be a stable worker/sweeper of some kind, trying to bring more money to the house.

Guards, you'll probably be welcome into the service. You'd more than likely know a couple of guards, the lighter-hearted kind then are known to the Southern Market District or The Bogarts.

Home of rich aristocrats and well known generals and royalty not royal enough to live in The Keep, the people of the Northern Market District are used to a life of luxury, with people coming in to work their businesses and see to their needs.

If you lived here you must be a servant as only 1 nobleman/woman is allowed for RP purposes. You'd life in a wing off the house with your parents, and you'd all work from a very young age. You are used to guards and royals, as well as the haggling of the Markets.

The Citadel has been sieged by a horde of dark-armor clad assailants since oldest memory, though it is rumored the great library held tales of before the siege. That was burned down 300 years ago, the last time the walls were breached.

The siege isn't exactly on-going, but if anyone loses sight of The Citadel walls, they are lost forever, and strikes periodically assail The Citadel. All attempts to find the source of the enemies have ended in disaster.

The ground around The Citadel is black and charred, with some stone ruins dotted about miles away from the walls. However, standing on the Northern Market District walls, a great forest can be seen on the horizon.

Magic:

Whilst there is magic and alchemy, magic was lost in the last raid, as countless tomes on it were lost. The last of the Mages died defending the library, ultimately saving half of it's contents. Though those did not contain information about the city's attacker, nor enough about Magic for it to be learned.

Later on in the RP you will have the opportunity to learn magic.

So here it goes, kiddies.

The players:

2 Nobles (male or female),
Any number of other individuals from various backgrounds (read the district descriptions).

You will be gathered together by Guardsman, and taken to the citadel. A denizen of The Bogarts will probably be dragged, where as someone from The Commons or The Terrace will be lead there by guards.

They are destined to go on an epic journey, not just around the city, but around the world, to break The Siege and defeat evil.
Name: (First and Last)
Age:

Hair Color:
Hair style:
Appearance:

Weaponry: (think medieval)
Items: (Health potions and such are available)
Other:

Parents: (Who were they? What did they do?)
District: (Where you're from)
Occupation: (Read the descriptions of the districts)

I will PM the nobles a bit, and converse with him about their life and university educations that will set them apart from the others.
Best noble sheets/RPers win.

Don't worry about being a noble, being a working class person can be interesting, too. I'll make sure of THAT =).

PM me sheets for approval.
 

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[I will join, sounds really well thought out. I should hope however, tha you odn't just let your other RP die. Sheet will be up soon.]
 

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Sheets done:
Name: Andrew Crawford 2nd
Age: 21

Hair Color: Dirty Brown
Hair style: Long and loose
Appearance:
Quite a short, stout man, his hands and arms are marked ans scarred from falls as a young boy, he wears a pair of plain cord trousers, he usually wears a short sleeved lace top under the apron he wears to work. Has been seen trying on gauntlets after making them for customers

Weaponry:
A short sword forged in the fires at his workshop, it has a blackish tinge from the fire he made it in.
Items: A small fire making kit.
Other: Old junk from his youth that keeps him happy during long days.

Parents:
Father:Andrew Crawford, runs the Blacksmiths with his son
Mother:Mary Crawford, died giving birth to son, was previously a housewife
District: The Commons
Occupation: Blacksmith
 

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Shapsters said:
[I will join, sounds really well thought out. I should hope however, tha you odn't just let your other RP die. Sheet will be up soon.]
I wouldn't dream of it, I'm milking that thing until people stop posting. All the people stop posting. It's just considering how slow that one is I might as well work on this. It's really an idea I had for a book that I never made. Oh, and because they're quite war-like it's not odd for most well-off or middle classed folk to have weapons.
 

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Name: Alexi Chernkov
Age: 14

Hair Color: Reddish brown
Hair style: Unkempt and messy
Appearance: Brown eyes, fairly thick eyebrows, freckles

Weaponry: None
Items: Bag of feed to attract animals, a few coins from working, a Russian hat from his father.
Other: Friendly with animals near his home, will usually have a cat/dog/rat following him.

Parents: Father is a Russian, he migrated here and owns a brothel, mother could be any one of the whores that live in the brothel. His father does not wish for the boy to know who is mother is.
District: The Bogarts
Occupation: Serves and cleans in his fathers bar, he will occasionally clean up the rooms, but there is usually too much of a 'mess' for him to handle.

I hope being Russian is Ok
 

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Shapsters said:
Name: Alexi Chernkov
Age: 14

Hair Color: Reddish brown
Hair style: Unkempt and messy
Appearance: Brown eyes, fairly thick eyebrows, freckles

Weaponry: None
Items: Bag of feed to attract animals, a few coins from working, a Russian hat from his father.
Other: Friendly with animals near his home, will usually have a cat/dog/rat following him.

Parents: Father is a mother could be any one of the whores that live in the brothel. His father does not wish for the boy to know who is mother is.
District: The Bogarts.
Occupation: Serves and cleans in his fathers bar, he will occasionally clean up the rooms, but there is usually too much of a 'mess' for him to handle.

I hope being Russian is Ok
The siege has lasted over 300 years, and is in an unknown mystical land. Not to be harsh. I edited it and removed the Russian part, if you'd do the same. Everyone is the same ethnicity. It's important to the plot latter on, if that helps ease having your sheet tampered with. I know it's never fun.
 

Mordereth

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Bump.

2 people are interested, we need at least 2 more to start. Pleeease join? Just try it?
 

world_of_dragons

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I'll give it a go

Name: Unknown, commonly referred to as "El Dragon Negro" or simply "Dragon"
Age: Appears to be 18

Hair Color: Black
Hair style: Faded
Appearance: A dark-skinned young man with an athletic build. That's about as much people can get from his bodily appearance as his face is always hidden, whether by the hood of a coat or the brim of a cap. It's difficult to tell where the Negro part of this young man's nickname stems from. Some because of his dark skin tone while others notice a preference for black or dark colors.



Items: Spell scrolls of various effects, soul crystals and some cash.
Other: Carries a peculiar looking pendant; a single half of a seashell on a string.

Parents: Their identities and status are unknown as conversations never last long enough.
District: Currently in the Southern Market district, but is heading towards the Citadel
Occupation: Wandering swordsman.
 

Mordereth

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Very nice, I mean I might be more picky if we had more than 2 people atm but this works. We'll need a swordsman anywho.
 

EMFCRACKSHOT

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<spoiler=my guy>
My character:
Name-Martin Longbow
Age-23
Hair colour-black
Hair style: long and unkempt
Appearence-About 6 ft with a slight build. Wears dark green and brown clothing. A long sleeved top and loose fitting trousers for ease of movement in the forest of the terrace. He also wears a hood that he sometimes uses to conceal his face. He looks fairly young and is often mistaken for a young boy.
Weaponry-Longbow and a shortsword. He has a quiver of 30 arrows. He also carries a long knife that is balanced for throwing.
Items-flint, Sleeping mat and a water skin.
Other-a small quartz pendant given to him by his mother.
Parents: Mother and father were farmers on the terrace. They left the safety of the Citadel when Martin was about 7 and have not been seen since.
Occupation-Hunter on the terrace.
 

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Name:Birras D'balan
Age: 16

Hair Color: Dark brown
Hair style: Shoulder-length
Appearance:5'11, average build. Wears a black robe with a mail shirt concealed underneath. His face is usually concealed by the hood of his robe.

Weaponry: Shortsword concealed in his robe's right arm, throwing dagger concealed around the back of the neck
Items: Small pack, bedroll, a bit of bread
Other: Silver pendant he once nicked from some drunkard

Parents: Unknown, Birras is an orphan
District: The Commons
Occupation: Theif (primarily a cutpurse/pickpocket)

This okay?
 

Mordereth

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I'll start today. Sorry, for a while I thought this had died. Birras you're approved.

Alright, here goes nothing.

Taken, they were, from wherever they had been at mid-day. An escort of guards for the each of them. In this manner, they were taken through the larger-than-life doors to the courtyard surrounding the Keep. The Keep, a massive white pillar into the sky, wider than most any building to be found in the Citadel as well.

In such a manner they were taken by the royal guards, pikes and winged helms with ornate silver-and-gold shields, to the throne room. White pillars lined either side of a red carpet with gold lining and intricate designs. It led to a platform with five steps to the top. There sat King Midas, lord and keeper of The Citadel and all it's peoples. Enemy of the Nameless armies. They were marched to within thirty feet of the man, and then stopped. Ten royal guards behind them.

"So," said the king, in grand livery with a large blue amulet, "Tell me, my esteemed guests." With that, he rose from his throne, one hand on the ball of his golden scepter,

"Why do you think you have been brought before me?"
 

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"I have no idea my lord, I was surprised to see your guards coming to the smith's." Andrew looked around at the other people that had been here at the same time has him, he had seen one of them in passing. He didn't know his name though.
 

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"Hohoho, indeed, good smith, you should've been surprised." His hearty laugh seemed slightly out of place.

"And what of the rest of you? Why do you feel you were brought before me?"
 

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Martin looked around nervously. He kept thinking about what he could have possibly done to warrant an audience with the King. He looked up suddenly as he realised the King was talking to him. "My Lord, I have not the slightest idea why I have been brought here. I wasn't aware you even knew who I was"
 

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"Oh, the things I know would fill most all the books the Great Library. But the rest of you, have you any inkling at all?" He was smiling now. He seemed quite smugly satisfied with himself. He wasn't the most popular of kings, either. "I'd be surprised, I must admit. But I'll give you a little hint. It's very much to do with the Southern Market District."
 

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Among the nervous and anxious, Dragon stood with his arms neatly folded. A smirk hidden by the shadow provided by his hood.

"I have an idea: Your task requires someone good with a sword; hence why I'm here. The guy next to me..." He gestured to Martin "Looks like the resourceful and streetwise type, I wouldn't be surprised since he looks like you pulled'em outta the Bogarts." Then he eyed the black smith and the kid. He had paid the blacksmith a visit to have a look around at the weapons but deemed them unnecessary.

The kid on the other hand... He's definitely seen him at the brothel he stopped by when taking a rest in the Bogarts (planning to edit my profile). Not the place for a kid his age.

"But I'm not sure about the other two and they seem to share my thoughts on the matter. I guess there's something you know about'em that even we don't?"
 

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"Oh, the things you don't know could fill more books than I could read, I'm afraid. But for all that, you're right- you two were picked for reasons much in line with that. The others..." He hesitated.

"Sire!" The cry came from behind them, and all turned to see a man in a torn sanguine robe running down the carpet, waving his right hand wildly while he kept the lip of his robe up with the left. "Sire! I was right! The Varnished Font flows beneath the Southern Market District!"

A face of what resembled a mix between horror, anxiety and excitement filled his face.

"Dammit! Get them out of here!" The royal guard took their spears and shields and ushered them out. Out, they way they had came to an antechamber. There, they were led to a side room with naught but a plane, long wooden table.

"You'll be staying here until the King says otherwise. Make yourselves at ease, this may take some time." With that, the guards filled out of the room, and shut a large oak door behind them. The selected individuals were left in the room together.