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Elven Tribes
I'm starting up a new project now, the "Rion 'n Woja - Project" went down as Goliath the God didn't have time. SO now I'm starting a new one. And I was kinda hoping to get help from some people.
This is going to be an Open RPG. This means I need a save/load code, a complicated one, so it is "unhackable". And it has to save items, money, character :roll:, and level. And I can't make it myself... So, when that times comes.. when all heroes and items is done, I need someone to make that for me. Till now.. I only need skins/models and nice ideas!
So.. I'll post my requests in Request Forum, please post your comments on this and ideas here
and thanks for your help! 8)
This is gonna be great! :twisted:
Her comes the Storyline: 8)
:: Storyline ::
The elves was once upon a time a peaceful people, they lived in the green fields of Dormun,
mostly close to the green deep forest where the kids used to build huts in the trees and play
wars with bows and sticks as arrows. The day was filled with fun and happiness.
But even the elves didn't feel completely safe, as there was other livings on this world,
not only humans but trolls and orcs.. and There was this myth about an undead legion in
the south of Gorthmore. The elves never went there so they didn't belive in the stories,
and the humans was mostly nice people. The orcs lived far, far to the north, and the trolls
in caves. So they thought that they would be safe for eternity, therefor they had no big army,
only a few elves knew how to use a sword, but alot knew the ways of a bow. But they didn't use
much arrows, they used sticks. Just to have fun. They had competitions every year.
But never had they thought that they would be separated from each other in a war,
wich wasn't just a war, it was the ending of the old times, and the start of a new empire.
The Undead Legion had been silent and mysterious for so many years, they had only been
prepearing a war, all the time they had only been a myth, wich noone belived, to
everyone, hardly anyone belived in it, and those who did left their people to live
a safer place, high up in the mountains some humans made their new cities, with
great armies to protect them.
There was no elf that believed in this myth and therefor no interest in prepearing for war.
Passing by humans told the elves about the dark smoke over Gorthmore, and the fear among the
people close to the great city.
Late, one night, the undead legion left their lairs going in to war, the first village to fall was
Lurmath north-west of Gorthmore, later the proud kingdom of Runin XII. The war couldn't even be
named a war, as it was only battles of loss to the humans all the way. No village could stand against
the wrath of the undeads.
When the legion came to the orc camps they asked to join forces, as orcs were quite evil themselfs.
But the lord of the undead, Horumon, refused and burnt the camps of Gorall the great down to ashes.
Some orcs managed to escape into the mountains of Jurmandur, where the trolls were living.
The discission of the trolls were to stand together with the orcs against this ruthless enemy.
When the undead legion came to the lands of elves the elves were unprepeared and had to run away,
that way the undeads did not get to kill one single elf, they didn't even get a close look at them.
But the elves were now splitted into groups. Some ran into big caves or made new ones, these elves
had to stay in the mountains for years. That way they got the color of their skin changed,
they got darker and now they didn't name themself elves no more, elves were no longer their friends
- to dark elves, elves were like the undead. The dark elves lived alone in their caves for so long
they no longer knew was happiness was, they only knew anger. The dark elves were raw warriors,
and they could at any time go to war against an other tribe.
Some elves managed to run past the legion of undead warriors and now live in the plains of Carman,
where the undead never has been. They call themself High Elves, and live in tall wooden towers.
They study alot and know quite alot of surviving. They does not depend on warrior, but do have their own
legendary heroes, who has fought against the Horde many times. Their strongest enemy is the weather,
they think.
The elves wich were lucky enough to be playing in the forest when the undead burnt their villages
has been named Wood Elves by the humans around, the dark elves call them little elves - this because
of the size of a wood elf.. he is only half as tall as a normal elf, and do not carry armor as
they are weak. Their only protection is the trees and their bows.
There is also those who still live the way they did before, the elven villages not seen by undeads.
Here the elves live like they have done for centuries, not knowing of the undead or the war that past.
All elves, exept the ordinary ones, consider all other people as enemies. Elves is the only ones
who think of everyone as a friend.
The humans battle the Horde everyday, the undeads live in their dark villages thinking of nothing else
than war, they still want to take controll over the world, but as the different people live so many
different places there is no way of defeating them all. Th high elves live in peace aswell as the elves,
dark elves live in their great halls, always prepeared to battle. The wooden elves live their lifes,
wich is very short, in the forest - always in fear of whats around the next corner.
------------
Now, you have been so lucky to be an hero, of whatever elven tribe you want, you shall live your life and
prove to every other elven race that your race is the strongest. You cannot defeat them, but at least you can
fight them and have your way of fun in the great world of Amelon.
Choose your character wisely, as they are quite different in the ways of fighting.
I'm starting up a new project now, the "Rion 'n Woja - Project" went down as Goliath the God didn't have time. SO now I'm starting a new one. And I was kinda hoping to get help from some people.
This is going to be an Open RPG. This means I need a save/load code, a complicated one, so it is "unhackable". And it has to save items, money, character :roll:, and level. And I can't make it myself... So, when that times comes.. when all heroes and items is done, I need someone to make that for me. Till now.. I only need skins/models and nice ideas!
So.. I'll post my requests in Request Forum, please post your comments on this and ideas here
and thanks for your help! 8) This is gonna be great! :twisted:
Her comes the Storyline: 8)
:: Storyline ::
The elves was once upon a time a peaceful people, they lived in the green fields of Dormun,
mostly close to the green deep forest where the kids used to build huts in the trees and play
wars with bows and sticks as arrows. The day was filled with fun and happiness.
But even the elves didn't feel completely safe, as there was other livings on this world,
not only humans but trolls and orcs.. and There was this myth about an undead legion in
the south of Gorthmore. The elves never went there so they didn't belive in the stories,
and the humans was mostly nice people. The orcs lived far, far to the north, and the trolls
in caves. So they thought that they would be safe for eternity, therefor they had no big army,
only a few elves knew how to use a sword, but alot knew the ways of a bow. But they didn't use
much arrows, they used sticks. Just to have fun. They had competitions every year.
But never had they thought that they would be separated from each other in a war,
wich wasn't just a war, it was the ending of the old times, and the start of a new empire.
The Undead Legion had been silent and mysterious for so many years, they had only been
prepearing a war, all the time they had only been a myth, wich noone belived, to
everyone, hardly anyone belived in it, and those who did left their people to live
a safer place, high up in the mountains some humans made their new cities, with
great armies to protect them.
There was no elf that believed in this myth and therefor no interest in prepearing for war.
Passing by humans told the elves about the dark smoke over Gorthmore, and the fear among the
people close to the great city.
Late, one night, the undead legion left their lairs going in to war, the first village to fall was
Lurmath north-west of Gorthmore, later the proud kingdom of Runin XII. The war couldn't even be
named a war, as it was only battles of loss to the humans all the way. No village could stand against
the wrath of the undeads.
When the legion came to the orc camps they asked to join forces, as orcs were quite evil themselfs.
But the lord of the undead, Horumon, refused and burnt the camps of Gorall the great down to ashes.
Some orcs managed to escape into the mountains of Jurmandur, where the trolls were living.
The discission of the trolls were to stand together with the orcs against this ruthless enemy.
When the undead legion came to the lands of elves the elves were unprepeared and had to run away,
that way the undeads did not get to kill one single elf, they didn't even get a close look at them.
But the elves were now splitted into groups. Some ran into big caves or made new ones, these elves
had to stay in the mountains for years. That way they got the color of their skin changed,
they got darker and now they didn't name themself elves no more, elves were no longer their friends
- to dark elves, elves were like the undead. The dark elves lived alone in their caves for so long
they no longer knew was happiness was, they only knew anger. The dark elves were raw warriors,
and they could at any time go to war against an other tribe.
Some elves managed to run past the legion of undead warriors and now live in the plains of Carman,
where the undead never has been. They call themself High Elves, and live in tall wooden towers.
They study alot and know quite alot of surviving. They does not depend on warrior, but do have their own
legendary heroes, who has fought against the Horde many times. Their strongest enemy is the weather,
they think.
The elves wich were lucky enough to be playing in the forest when the undead burnt their villages
has been named Wood Elves by the humans around, the dark elves call them little elves - this because
of the size of a wood elf.. he is only half as tall as a normal elf, and do not carry armor as
they are weak. Their only protection is the trees and their bows.
There is also those who still live the way they did before, the elven villages not seen by undeads.
Here the elves live like they have done for centuries, not knowing of the undead or the war that past.
All elves, exept the ordinary ones, consider all other people as enemies. Elves is the only ones
who think of everyone as a friend.
The humans battle the Horde everyday, the undeads live in their dark villages thinking of nothing else
than war, they still want to take controll over the world, but as the different people live so many
different places there is no way of defeating them all. Th high elves live in peace aswell as the elves,
dark elves live in their great halls, always prepeared to battle. The wooden elves live their lifes,
wich is very short, in the forest - always in fear of whats around the next corner.
------------
Now, you have been so lucky to be an hero, of whatever elven tribe you want, you shall live your life and
prove to every other elven race that your race is the strongest. You cannot defeat them, but at least you can
fight them and have your way of fun in the great world of Amelon.
Choose your character wisely, as they are quite different in the ways of fighting.
