- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Female
(Warning! Your character can and most likely will die! If this happens you can make another character or leave the RP. I will only allow 5 people to join the RP at one time)
This is not an epic story of a team of hero's banning together to stop the ultimate evil. This is not a story about a master of his own arts defending the world from mas destruction. This story is not about a kings trouble or about running away from something great. No this story is something much different than what we normally are told about. I guess we should give away at least part of the story now so people will understand whats going on.
This story starts with a young human, or a couple of them really, who joins the army in hopes of great adventure, wealth, fame, and a good story or two to tell. Right off the bat they don't get any of that. Instead of being on the front lines and slaying beast they are sent to a small town considered to be under no threat. This is what they call the back lines. The only reason they send soldiers their is to deal with small lurking creatures who hide away and can't cause much trouble but are enough to scare the commoners. This really wasn't a prime position for any of which these young warriors seek. Not any over than fifteen soldiers are needed here... really one would be enough to hold these small nothings away but the general seems to think this is a good way for training soldiers without any immediate danger as long as whoever is behind the weapon pays attention. A few will die here every year for not paying attention to details but those men shouldn't have been in the military at all considering a farmer with his pitchfork to hold off dozens of these things with no assistance at all.
(Lurker; Stands little over two feet tall: Threat 1)
After a while, maybe less than a full moon's phase, new creatures started to show up. Even the weakest of soldiers could better then but they traveled in packs of ten or more. For the fifteen soldiers it wasn't any trouble if not than very little. The new creatures were normally armed with a club at most and used leather half body armor, nothing to fret about. A couple champions of these beast showed up once in a while but even then two soldiers could kill the fat thing without a problem. Sure the champions could take allot of punishment but they were as weak when it comes to fighting as the rest of them.
(GoatMan; Stands as tall as a human: Threat 1-3)
Although this is where it started to get trickier. Between guarding against the two creatures that were weak by day the guardsmen relied on night for rest. They would have two patrol the walls at night just in case one of these creatures gets smart enough to realize humans sleep at night and its a good time to attack, they never did however another sort of creatures figured this out. They were the dead warriors of the past and, though were not as strong as they used to be, still required some skill and tactical thinking to over come. They traveled in groups ranging from two to twenty.
(SkeletonWarrior; Stands as tall as a human: Threat 3-4)
(Warning! As the RP continues more creatures will be added!)
Some other stuff
Later on this RP will turn from defending to attacking. That is where half or the main story will take place depending on the players and how this story builds up. It will not be a easy kill everything type of deal, detailed fighting and strategies are encouraged. You will not post 'David drew his sword and killed the Skeleton with a single slash of greatness.' You should post David drew his sword and stood shakily as the Skeleton forces drew nearer. As he heard the horn signaling the guardsmen to attack he charged forward screaming only to be knocked to the ground by a shield. He feverishly blocked as his ally's tried to help but they were held up with their own opponents. Luckily one of the archers saw heard his cry for help and managed to shoot the skull, knocking the poorly held together skeleton's head off. David quickly got up only to be scathed by a sword. David started to block and swing feebly as more of the skeletons ran his way. "Oh god, help!" He cried as he started to retreat.' As you can tell, David is no hero and his life relies on all the other guards just as their lives rely on him should the time come where they are overrun.
Character Skeleton
Name:
Age: (18-25)
Gender:
Picture: (No real pictures, must be human)
Weapon of choice: (Sword, Spear, Mace, Bow, (Ask for others))
Background:
Personality: (You can flesh it out)
Other:
Characters
1:
2:
3:
4:
5:
Grave yard
Empty
This is not an epic story of a team of hero's banning together to stop the ultimate evil. This is not a story about a master of his own arts defending the world from mas destruction. This story is not about a kings trouble or about running away from something great. No this story is something much different than what we normally are told about. I guess we should give away at least part of the story now so people will understand whats going on.
This story starts with a young human, or a couple of them really, who joins the army in hopes of great adventure, wealth, fame, and a good story or two to tell. Right off the bat they don't get any of that. Instead of being on the front lines and slaying beast they are sent to a small town considered to be under no threat. This is what they call the back lines. The only reason they send soldiers their is to deal with small lurking creatures who hide away and can't cause much trouble but are enough to scare the commoners. This really wasn't a prime position for any of which these young warriors seek. Not any over than fifteen soldiers are needed here... really one would be enough to hold these small nothings away but the general seems to think this is a good way for training soldiers without any immediate danger as long as whoever is behind the weapon pays attention. A few will die here every year for not paying attention to details but those men shouldn't have been in the military at all considering a farmer with his pitchfork to hold off dozens of these things with no assistance at all.
(Lurker; Stands little over two feet tall: Threat 1)After a while, maybe less than a full moon's phase, new creatures started to show up. Even the weakest of soldiers could better then but they traveled in packs of ten or more. For the fifteen soldiers it wasn't any trouble if not than very little. The new creatures were normally armed with a club at most and used leather half body armor, nothing to fret about. A couple champions of these beast showed up once in a while but even then two soldiers could kill the fat thing without a problem. Sure the champions could take allot of punishment but they were as weak when it comes to fighting as the rest of them.
(GoatMan; Stands as tall as a human: Threat 1-3)Although this is where it started to get trickier. Between guarding against the two creatures that were weak by day the guardsmen relied on night for rest. They would have two patrol the walls at night just in case one of these creatures gets smart enough to realize humans sleep at night and its a good time to attack, they never did however another sort of creatures figured this out. They were the dead warriors of the past and, though were not as strong as they used to be, still required some skill and tactical thinking to over come. They traveled in groups ranging from two to twenty.
(SkeletonWarrior; Stands as tall as a human: Threat 3-4)(Warning! As the RP continues more creatures will be added!)
Some other stuff
Later on this RP will turn from defending to attacking. That is where half or the main story will take place depending on the players and how this story builds up. It will not be a easy kill everything type of deal, detailed fighting and strategies are encouraged. You will not post 'David drew his sword and killed the Skeleton with a single slash of greatness.' You should post David drew his sword and stood shakily as the Skeleton forces drew nearer. As he heard the horn signaling the guardsmen to attack he charged forward screaming only to be knocked to the ground by a shield. He feverishly blocked as his ally's tried to help but they were held up with their own opponents. Luckily one of the archers saw heard his cry for help and managed to shoot the skull, knocking the poorly held together skeleton's head off. David quickly got up only to be scathed by a sword. David started to block and swing feebly as more of the skeletons ran his way. "Oh god, help!" He cried as he started to retreat.' As you can tell, David is no hero and his life relies on all the other guards just as their lives rely on him should the time come where they are overrun.
Character Skeleton
Name:
Age: (18-25)
Gender:
Picture: (No real pictures, must be human)
Weapon of choice: (Sword, Spear, Mace, Bow, (Ask for others))
Background:
Personality: (You can flesh it out)
Other:
Characters
1:
2:
3:
4:
5:
Grave yard
Empty
