World Of Darjis Roleplay Part Two!

yes it has finally come Part two

this takes place 8 years after part one (8 years after Bel'Zammon is destroyed)

new char/for info come here
New Roleplay?

for new players please read over the World Of Darjis Roleplay!!! thread
World Of Darjis Roleplay!!!!

I have a few new specs to

New Char Spec: Any char after this post must use this format.

Name: This is the name of your character.
Race:see creature log above for the names of the races
Class:Fighter,Mage,Cleric,ect,whatever you can think of
Orgnazation:this is opional I am accepting new organazation ideas,if you want to make up your own I need a descripion of it
Age: Your character age.
History: The history of your character. Should include it's past experiences, family, and other things that this character has accomplished or things like that.
Pets:Any pets your character owns?
Appearance: How does your character look?

New Organazation Spec: Any organazations past this post must use this

Name:Oraganazation Name
Description:History/other

also your help would also be aprecheated in the info thread we need ideas to help make the world of darjis rp the best rp on these forums.

Good Luck Have Fun Roleplaying

I thought that we didn't know what had happened between the first thread and the current one?

OOC: We don't...

IC: Kamica was flying high above the oceans, wearing just fur under his armour and also made some special wing warmers, this extra weight did make him heavier meaning he had to stop on islands more times, he had been in the mountains on the eastern continent for the past 8 years, from there he started a journey, of no sertain purpose, to the Western continent.

OOC: Forgot the names of the continents XD

IC:
Vindex riding hes wolf goes North with only one thing in hes mind survival!
Hunted by hes former clanmates he goes North leaving everything behind.
Stoping by in smaller cities for sleep and food.

OOC:Where are we going to meet Dark?

Kamir had been flying for hours since the last island he had seen, suddenly, on the horizon he could see land, first the mountains and then lower regions, he knew it, he had reached the western continent "Finally!" he said to himself, he got closer and closer and closer, until he finally landed on the beach, were he stretched his legs, then just dropped himself on the light sand and relaxed his wings, he then closed his eyes, altrough still noticing everything around him.

OOC: whos Kamica is it the darcon? I remember a different name anyway

Brent stared out across the sea. He knew his home was far to the west across the ocean. He signed and set back to his training. His eyes turned gray and he spoke outloud a chant. Let clouds and earth meet feel the air with your gray presence I command you The air became humid a light mist was against his face. He opened his eyes fog was around him..a thick fog. He smiled another ability mastered. The fog disapated as his eyes turned to their origenal color.

OOC: Oh, sorry, I got mixed up with my other standard character name =( I'll edit it right away.

IC:Brent scratched his head. Years of practice alone. Years without family without a friend. He needed to stop hes everyday task of training,eating, and sleeping. He needed adventure. He walked through the woods intil coming to a large cabin. The air was cold as the wind from the mountains rising up infront of him blew down. He entered his cabin and began to pack.

Kamir opened his eyes again, stood up, sniffing, he could smell a wolf and... something, blood, the smell wasn't too far away, he now noticed he was hungry, and a wolf would give enough food for some time, especialy a lone, wounded one, so Kamir retracted his wings and moved very low to the ground, as silent as a feather falling on a pillow came his feet on the sand, he now could hear the wolf, it was aproaching, Kamir lied down onto the ground, waiting to ambush the wounded animal, But then he could see it, and it was not just a wolf, it was a wolf with an orc on top of it, "that must've been the smell of blood" Kamir thought, he foulded his wings around him while he stood up, walking on an intersept course with the wolf riding orc, when the Orc was close enough to see Kamir, he yelled "Hello?" at the Orc waiting for a responce to act by, and looking what the orc was having in his hands, he now could see a weapon, it was a large, strong looking sword, Kamir now, under the cover of his wings put his hand on his own weapon, just in case.

OOC: Andreja, this is your orc ^^, and I assumed he was bleeding becouse of his ex-clan members, else it could be some blood on the mouth of the wolf or something...

IC: Wondering what this Dragon-thing is he notices that the Assassins are behind him.He pulls out his mighty sword ready for combat!Only 2 assassin have remained since his last combat with them.He yells "Luk'Narosh" the battlecry of his familly grabing one assassin by the head smashing his skull at the near tree and stabing the other one.When he calmed down a bit he returned to the Dragon-thing and said:"Log'Ri'Ga'No Ga Dragon there is no need to draw your weapon.I wish you no harm."

OOC: Lol man i get that that was me ^^ and yes he was wounded.

IC: Brent picked up his black staff and pack wearing his white robe he walked to the shore. Eyes turned gray and he chanted in his mind. Gravity release your grip around me I command you. He began to float and began to walk off the cliff above the water. He dropped into a small boat as his eyes turned to their normal color. The boat began to row by itself and Brent layed back and relaxed.

"Good, a friendly face" Kamir said with a smile, he put his hand off of his sword, and released his wings from his body, putting them in a bit more comfortable position, "My name is Kamir, I'm not a Dragon, i'm a Dracon, there is a difference, as we are better at using tools then they are, we are closely related though" he said and bowed, "and may I know your name?"

IC: "My name is Vindex,son of Gothax now dead Warchief of the Shadow Orc's"

OOC:A little short but no ideas atm. ^^

IC:The boat move along slowly the constent pace was borken every now and then by teleportation spell making the trip go fairly quick.

"Uuhm, so, what is a warchief doing in the wild like this killing assasins?" Kamir asked looking at the two dead assassins.

OOC: Kamir presumed that, becouse your character's father died, your character gotten the place of warchief, as he doesn't know much about other cultures, he has only been out of the dracon cities and territory for about 10 years, wich he spent about 8 of in the mountains, so he wouldn't know anything about Orc culture ^^