I am interested in putting together a fantasy adventure role play. Something kind of like a pathfinder adventure but easier. Character sheets are complicated and are not soyme peoples cup of tea. I personally understand that, being a D&D role player for four year. I am thinking something easier for the character sheet. I will post skeleton for you. Name: (First name. Middle name (optional) and last name) Age: (Age any age you want) Race: (Mythical creatures highly welcomed) Sex: (Female or Male) Bio: (Tell us about your character tell use their history where they were and how they came along to being in the place that they are. Tell us about their triumphs and their sad times) Personality: (Tell us what your character is all about. Tell us what their attitude is... Sassy, angry, happy, shy... anything just tell us.) I personally am a large RPer and I post 1-5 paragraph each post and I give a lot of detail about my character and her enemies. I do only play female characters so don't ask if I will play a male. I WILL PLAY ALL NPCs. WEITHER THEY ARE MALE OF FEMALE! PLOT: Long time ago there was three worlds Althia, Enteria, and Mytoloist. The three worlds were the largest in their universe and everything that went wrong seemed to happen on one of the three worlds. Althia the word of the divine was were the Gods rested and where the angles that served them lived. The world was lovely full of life and happiness. No darkness ever set in Althia for the Gods held back the darkness everyday. The Gods watched over the land of the holy people. Priest along side paladins walked the holy halls of the churches below offering their thanks and love to the Gods. The Gods had ruled over the creatures that walked on the land below them and preyed to them for hundreds of years. The Gods watched as the young grew up and the old dyed. The creatures the wondered the world below watched as their own race thrived and survived on the lovely land under that Gods. A paladin named Ashilin walked along the corridor of her grand church. The Gods looked highly of Ashilin and let her know of their approval by allowing her to serve them as their primary help to settle unsure maters. She was summoned by one of the Gods the churches back chamber they needed her to help them with something. This was going to Ashilin's first assignments from the Gods since the day that she had fought against the undead that raided against the church. How they got there Ashilin was unsure of but all she knew was that they were there. Fighting for a couple days the woman proved herself a valuable soldier and paladin to the church. That night her parents were assassinated by the undead scum. Years went by after the death of her parents and Ashilin seemed to have let the whole pass go to her memory as she looked to the future to live her life in the name of the Gods and to honor them as she honored her parents. Preying to the Gods allowed relief for the pain that the woman felt toward the undead that had taken the lives of the people that Ashiin had loved so much. Years pasted as visited the church and her parents graves on a daily basis that she stopped going to the graves and thinking of her pass. "My parents are gone there is noting I can do about it." She would tell herself on a daily bases. Keeping the pin that her mother had given to her close to her help she kept her eyes forward as she looked to the future. Heading to the last chamber of the church Ashilin's heart was beating fast for most of the halls she had ran with a rolled up piece of paper in her hand. "Last chamber... last...." She said to herself as she entered a grand room made of gold. It was dark though. The curtains were drawn and the only light that shown was the flicker of one single candle at the far side of the room where a mage sat waiting for someone. Walking past silver armor that lined the walkway Ashilin looked as she could see the light flicker though the armor and then die to the darkness. Stepping infront of the mage Ashilin gave a power. "Ashilin reporting for duty." The mage looked up from the scroll in her lap into Ashilin's eyes... Enteria the world of the undead was ruled by a powerful Necromacer named Sathillian. Sathillian ruled and herdedd the undead like sheep. Using his power only to make himself stronger he had used dark magic to turn himself into the most power Lich in all three worlds. Appointing some of the gifted undead he taught them magic and used them as his necromancers. Years pasted a more undead were taught the unnatural magic it caused Sathillian to grow stronger as he consumed more and more life from his necromancers letting them rage in the villages killing anything in their path. Sathillian wiped across the world allowing his rein to get stronger on the living races that lived or even were stuck on the now rotting and dying world. There was one creature that Sithillian didn't dare to touch nor did he dare to even tred on their perch. Large scales as strong as the hardest armor in all three worlds. Breath of many different deadly aspects of the worlds. There scales and homes as different as their breath they breathed. "Dragons." Sathillian breathed under his breath as he knew that they were starting to wake up from their long time sleep. "Damn creatures keep getting in my way." His voice trailed off as his necromacers came back to him. Flesh fell from their bones as they stumbled around almost like they were blind. "Master..." The necromancer said to Sithillian as they heard the dragon above their head now moving around in its cave. "What about the dragon?" the necromancer said looking around for his missing hand that he had smashed against the tunnel wall. Sithillian thought for a moment watching as his servant stumbled around for the hand that Sithillian was holding. "What about the dragon?" He said under his breath. Getting angry Sithillian let a spark from his hand get the better of him. Flames erupted out of the hand that held the hand allowing the little bit of cloth that draped around the skeleton hand on fire. Throwing it at the now crawling necromancer he yelled. "What about the f****** dragon?" The necromancer feeling the hand hit him across the back of the head now was looking up at his master stunned at the out rage of his king. Sitting back down in his throne Sithillian thought for a moment then a smile... a crooked smile appeared across his face. "I got it." He said to the necromancer. "The orbs the hypnotizing orbs. Where are they?" He asked to the necromancer on the floor. "Back in the safe master." The necromancer whimpered now grabbing for the hand that hit him in his back. "Great go grab them for me." Sithillian said shooing the undead away from him as he listened to the dragon above them shifting. Mytoloist the smallest of the three planets laid in between Enteria and Althia. This world was very different from the other two worlds. There was no Gods there was no ruler of the world instead there was multiple rulers of their own people. This world was lively of good and evil death and birth. There was happiness and sorrow in this world. The land was slit into many different races. Humans, elves, gnomes, dwarves, angles, demons, vampires, and many more races lived together and among each other. Kings ruled their cities and their people keeping order and peace between the other races. This world was very small and was not that important that the people really didn't know much of the other worlds around them and the battles among good evil that happened above their head. Millions years ago the world did see war once. It was the war of the dragons. Both metallic and chromatic dragons fought to rule the world to call their own home. The Gods and the undead didn't really much like that the center world that divided them apart was being attacked. Sending in powerful mages and necromancers the sides pushed the dragons back out of the world that was now left in shambles and fire. Cities were burnt to the ground and races were killed off. Retracing back to their world the dragons plotted for their return for they had left eggs deep in the mountains, lakes, forest, and swamps of the world. Dragons were not uncommon in the world for they lived among the races of the world. finding out they were lied to the Gods sent back mages to live among the world to keep peace to the nations that lived among them. The undead nation also sent back necromancers to walk among the nations to keep an eye on the world that laid quiet for the years to come. That is all I am going to give to you at this moment in time. I want the story to progress to see where I want to take this story I want to see the characters that are created in this adventure I will post my own character as well. Please fallow my outline for the characters and please be active. I know people hate it when a person commits to a live RP then goes MIA. I personally am not a fan of that. I am looking for this RP to be a long term RP and I want the RPers to have fun with their posts. NO ONE LINERS PLEASE!