Legacy of Legends RP

[The World Is Flat]

Here is where all the Legacy of legends rp-in wll happen! Please join in the char thread, and post ideas in the Construction threads.

Let the RP begin!

Crit Chart (From Dragonsons RP)

If somebody rolls the highest possible number on a check or other dice rolls,
a dice will be rolled on this chart to determine what happens.
1: Extreme Success.
Whatever the charecter was doing, he/she has extreme success with.
2: Unexpected Success.
The charecter has success with whatever he's doing, but not nessecarily in the way he/she hoped for.
3: Good Stuff.
Something good happens, like discovering a new spell or gaining a new feat.
4: Extra Díce.
An extra dice is rolled, which will be added to the previous roll result.
The extra dice can also result in a crit, which will lead to another roll on this chart.
5: Pwn.
Something really awesome happens, like getting a Soul-Buff (When you get one you will know why this is awesome. beleive me.)
or instantly killing a monster that is more than thrice as strong as you.
6: Übarpwn.
Like Pwn, just with abit more AWESOME.
When Übarpwn is rolled, you might be saved by a angel, or maybe have a demon from the chaotic planes kill your opponent.
Who knows? It's Übar.

LEGACY OF LEGENDS
Part one: The Mysteries of the Jaal

We will start in a small village called Eyyan In northern Intika.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Subsrcibing.
My char isn't made yet. Doing so now.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: All of us!? Or the story?

EDIT: Yeh.. I realised that, but DO ALL the characters start in northern Intika? Or just the story?

@Fussiler1, exactly my point... if it's yes, then I need to think up some reason for my char to be there.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: THIS. IS. WHERE. WE. RP. ok?

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: So people suddenly magically get transported to that small village? Mhm, I'll start writing..

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: no, you are supposed to make up a story as to how you got there....

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: It was pretty much sarcams. =P

 

[Grey Nightmare]

It was hot, too hot. The heat enveloped her like a net, constricting her, suffocating her. She tried to scream and thrash, but her body was locked down, her mind a prisoner within.
She longed to get out, to escape from the heat and the sickness it bestowed upon her.

She wasn't aware of her surroundings, she could remember little, the beating, the banishment... and a boat. Yes, she had taken a boat somewhere...

Then the heat had come, it was a mere nuisance at first, but she could ignore it by staying below deck but as they approached their destination and the sun filled the sky for the majority of a day's cycle it became too much to bear. So different to the icy wind and crisp snow of her homeland. One to which she could never return.

Voices, she could hear voices, people were coming! But just as the thought occurred to her another wave of heat dragged her back down within her unconsciousness.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: yes.

 

[Phoonix]

Exo stood on the ship watching to the island closing in, Intika... finaly, he let the hood of his green clock slide of his head so that his scarf became visible. the place he so longed to reach, maybe she was there. she heard rhumors about a dragon slayer in intika tough they were to vague, he wasn't sure.

the ship arrives at the shore a few moments later and Exo enters the town, looking around for a moment he just stands there enjoying the moments peace, he had lost much of his strength in the travels. he should get a meal, tough this would be hard. where in the world does one find fire to eat? not suere were to go Exo just decides to ask for a bowl of burning oil in one of the taverns, that should do for now. it should be enough to replensih his strenght after this yourney over the sea.

Exo puts back on his hood and enters the tavern, he walks stright to a table in to corner where he is sure no one will bother him. as one of the waitreses comes to him he makes his order, she looks very surprised but eventualy he can convince her that is realy what he needs. a few momentsz later she returns whit the bowl of burning oil. the moment she turns around he starts to channel the fire towards his moulth and sucks it in, as he does so he can feel his strenght returning.

not the best fire i have ever eaten but it will do for now. Exo takes another look around and then stands up. he walks to the bar and takes a wanted poster from under his robe. the poster reads: 'Mexas Arisoun, Toxic dragon slayer and wanted criminal: Dead or alive. Reward: 500000' he puts the poster in front of the bartender and asks "Have you seen this woman? i am looking for her." the man looks at the poster whit a shock "I... I... i know nothing sitr i am sorry." he then turns around and walks away. "Hmpf... always the same reaction... they'r just to scared of her. he then turns around and leaves the tavern.

 

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As he exits the bar, a man walks up to him, and puts a sword to his stomach. "pay or die" he said simply.

 

[SoLmaster]

Silvares was wondering around a village the northern Intika, called Eyyan. "Time to enter the village." He entered will his cloak and walked to the nearest sign post. 'Wanted: Silvares the black Citean. Dead or alive. Reward: 20000.' He quikly tore down that poster to replace it with a fake one. 'Wanted: Silvares the black Citean. Alive. Reward: A sword made of Farium.' This one didn't have a good picture of him.

He entered a tavern and sat in the barest corner he could find. Which was next to the back door. A waitress came over and ask what he would like. "A glass of rum and some of deer." The waitress hurried off, she never meet a citean who ate. On the wall he could see a board with wanted posters on it, his was not on. Yet one did catch his eyes. "Wanted: Kreasit the Hasit-Citean Leader. Dead or alive. Reward: Title of Citean Owner. 10 Shev-Citeans. 90000 gold.' So they want my brother, that rich. He lives in the mountains.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The waitress returned. "here you go!" she said cheerily. Laying out his food.

 

[SoLmaster]

"Thanks." He quickly ate it and left with some money on the table for the food and tip.

 

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"you look an awful lot like that citean on that wanted poster..." she commented as she left the table...

 

[SoLmaster]

"No, no that Silvares, my brother. I'm Kasvares." He left the tavern.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Outside, there was a group of soldiers waiting for him.

 

[SoLmaster]

"What now. Are you here to arrest some one?" He had his weapon ready for a fight.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The men moved closer, and a man i bright metal armor walked up. "You are under arrest. Surrender, for you will be taken in by force."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Alyssia awoke to a rich aroma of herbs and spices, she came round slowly and looked around, squinting through the haze that clouded her eyes. Slowly a room swam into view, it must have been a small dwelling of some kind, a hut or lodge perhaps. Alyssia looked down, she had been stripped of her furs and lay on a hay bed in her under-garments. As always her eyes were drawn to her left arm, upon which was branded her Sho'ka. The mark of shame, the sign of a Kyrrin no longer welcome home.

No one else seemed to be around, the small woooden room had only one window and door, both were locked and shuttered respectively. Her clothes, armour and weapons were nowhere to be seen. She tried to move, her limbs responded slugishly, still bruised and strained from her long trek starting at Karthek and leading all the way to the coast. She shuddered at the memory, a tear falling from her eye as she recalled the pain as she dragged her bruised and bloody body down a moutain. She managed to prop herself up on one elbow but the strain showed; her usually pale skin taking on a shade of pink. She lowered herself back down and cursed in frustration, nothing to do but wait then she decided.

 

[SoLmaster]

"What for? Eating at one of your taverns." He pulled out his weapon. "Or you think an a outlaw."

 

[The World Is Flat]

The men all laughed. "It time to go to jail." the laughed. ahahahahha!

The men all attacked in a large group.

Grey Nightmare:

(Recovery Roll) d6: 6 Special Roll: 4 (Special Bonus +10) = 20


Alyssa feels asurch of newfound energy.

 

[dead-man-walking]

As the mist disperse, Zarion transforms himself to Eagleman forme. After having his bag in place, he takes off to Inkita, directed by his wanderlust.

OOC: Good enough?

 

[Grey Nightmare]

It wasn't long before Alyssia tried standing again, she felt too scared and helpless to just lie in wait. With a burst of newfound energy and several chest-wracking coughs she managed to pull herself onto her feet long enough to grab at the table in the middle of the room, for support. Her head was spinning, but she couldn't stop now. A quick rummage in some draws across the room brought out some typical cotton shirts and a pair of shorts, she donned the latter and one of the former. She then tried the door...

 

[SoLmaster]

"Well this will be fun for me." He will stand his ground, after 73 years of fight, he was ready.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Grey nightmare:

The door creaked open.


SoL:

OOC: he doesent stand a chance.

The men moved in, attacking brutlly with swords and clubs. "Only stun him!" the knight orered.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Alyssia screamed. The door had swung open and revealed a mechanical being set upon by several, heavily armoured men. They carried clubs and beat the machine with brutal efficiency. Frozen in shock the young girl just stood there, mouth open, hands clasped on each cheek, skin pasty pale once again.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Some of the men turned around, and grinned. the knight commented. "Take her in too."

OOC: you all meet in prison.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Exept for me!

 

[The World Is Flat]

ofc.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Alyssia screamed once again and jumped back trying to shut the door on the metal men, but she knew it was futile, one of them could overpower her, let alone the lot.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The door was quickly knocked down, and she was taken, putting harsh metal handcuffs on her hands, and linking her with the now bound Citean. They were linked to another person with a wound on his stomach (guess) and taken into the dungeon...

 

[SoLmaster]

"Hold on." He smiled. His body glowed and he with the other prisoners because of the link. Teleport to tavern. Teleport to tavern. His body start to fade.

 

[dead-man-walking]

"Damn... I've never thought that Inkita would be this far... Maybe a little magick and flying lower would help..." *Zarion enchants his wing and gains increased speed, and fly lower*

OOC: How many posts would it take to reach Inkita from Sylovoth?

 

[Fussiler1]

The Northrend Star had stood still for thousand years..
Then, suddenly, something could be seen falling down from the star.
It was heading towards the mountains. The Niador didn't pay much attention to it.
But he did.
Akador sprinted and sprinted, hoping to follow the star to where it would crash into the earth and leave nothing but ash.
A great light on the heavens. This was not normal..
And so he sprinted on, travelling to the point where it would land.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Alyssia gasped, watching the world pulling it's self apart. Instinctively she reached out for something or someone among the chaos, she was sick of being alone. Her hands were hard to manouver, still bound together by the metal cuffs.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: okok

DM:

Citean: (spell check) d6: 2, -20 from magic dampaner in prison; -18; The spell peetered out and failed, seeming to draw from the magic, leaving him exhausted.

OOC:

Alright i want all of you, sept dead man walking and Dragonson to be in the same large cell.

@dead man: lets say we skip some time. get here in your next post.

 

[Phoonix]

Exo looks down to the sword "hmm? that thing... can't cut me." he throws of his robes and starts growing some dragon scales over his body "turn around... the bit of values i have whit me is not worth you getting killed for."

 

[The World Is Flat]

"ohohoho!" the man said. "I'm not here for gold... I'm here for the price on your head!" and with that him, ad two other men attacked. Along with the ment who had beaten up the citean and taken the girl only a few feet away.

DM:

Defense roll: 4, +2 for dragon mode, -10 for enemy numbers; -4; Athough he manages to fiercly wound one, and shake off another, two men come from behind and batter hm with clubs. he is soon lying in the prison with the rest...

 

[Dragonson]

Elvor, tired of listening to the blabber of the other mages, had finally gotten the daily council discussion closed.
He simply couldn't take all these mages constantly going on about THEIR problems, THEIR issuses and THEIR purses.
It litterally made him sick.
He had closed the council discussion with the excuse of "having to go see a doctor with an important brain infection issue".
When he got out of sight of the other mages, he sighed with releif.
"Reading books all night is one thing, preventing tsunamies and natural disasters is another, but oh allmighty lord of the sea, spare me the politics."
He begun walking down towards the docks, hoping to snatch up on some interesting rumors.
As he walked, he mumbled a silent spell.
And when he arrived, nobody would think that he was the High Mage-Counciler of Alentika.
Now, looking like any apprentice mage, he could blend in with the lowly life of the commoners.
Smiling, he slowly wandered down the docks, looking at the ships, the traders, the exotic animals that were being sold.
But in truth, he were listening.

 

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DM: a rowdy group of men were laughing at a small tabe by the docks... "ahahahahaha! and so! i came up behnd the big rumbling dragon-thing! and a smart pair 'o whacks right on the noggin send him down! ahahahahah! i be theres a whole bunch sitting lounging about in ee-ould prison! ahahahahaha!

OOC: guys, while this is a player made world and rp, i would prefer if you let me do some of the descibing, for thse of you in Rafia, this should happen in the same style.

 

[Dragonson]

Hmm...
That could prove interesting.
Elvor kept following the "rowdy group of men", hoping to get more info.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The men eventually reached a barracks for the village guard. They waked inside, and locked it up... on he way, however, they gave brief descriptions of all of the prisinors...

 

[Dragonson]

Hmm.
That didn't sound right.
People with a bounty on their heads without committing any apparent crimes?
Though he weren't really that clean on justice himself, Elvor didn't like it when things like that happened on his continent.
And nonethelss, these sounded like interesting people.
Ruining his disguise, he unfolded his blue wings and shot into the air.
This could prove quite interesting.

 

[dead-man-walking]

"Hrm? A village? Wait, this is Inkita!"
Nearing the village, Zarion lands on a secluded area and transforms back to his Elven Forme.

 

[The World Is Flat]

As he lands he hears a sharp 'thwang'

DM: Reaction roll: d6: 6: Crit roll: 1: Sucsess; he manages to ract quicly enough to avoid a cluster of arrows bulling a net... the slam into the ground where he stood only a moment before...

 

[Phoonix]

em... flat i don't have a price on my head? I'm not a wanted criminal. I'm hunting one :/ or did you put a price on everyones head? and about the systems i personal think it kinda sucks :/ i joined this one since i thought it wouldn't be like that eh :/ it kinda limits many possibility's of battle.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: well i' sry to dssapoint you, but thats how i set it up.... ummm yeah... sry....

about the price, yeah... its a conspriacy, rp to find out... mwhaahahahhaha!

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: They are in the dungeon now right? Sorry was a bit confused by your description.
+ are they in the same cell?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: yeah, they're all in the same cell.
Btw, what was the name of the village they're in again?