The Dark ones Cometh

[Esiphas]

Ok, ths R.P is going to be quite different. You will remain in controll of your character, but when it comes to combat, i will be rolling to see exactly where yoou damage you enemys- if you hit them at all. In addition, you wont start the game with any weapons, you have to improvise untill you can find them.

You will be able to be killed off by the enemies as well. If you are, there are options, but i'll keep them a secret for now. You can avoid damage and injurys with ''karma points''- which i'll be keeping a secret tally of. You can earn Karma by doing good deeds- bad deeds can loose you Karma. I you go onto negative Karma, your injury may worsen!

Also, this is a fantasy R.P. not high tech weapons or anthing.

Heres the character profiles-

Name-
Age-
Race- (Human, Elf, Dwarf)
Description-
Personality-
Advantages- (You can have as many of these as you want. you must have at least two.)
Disadvantages- (For every Advantage (except your first 1) you have you must have one disadvantge. You obviously have to have at least one)
History-

Advantages and disadvantages ae literally anything you can come up with, as ong as they don't kill everything and as long as they are balanced. for example, Tonis the Dwarf has the Advantages ''Extra Karma'' (meaning he starts wth more Karma Points) and ''Stronger than he looks'' (whih means he can lift heavier objects). He also has the disadvantage ''Insatiable greed'', so he'll always follow the treasure.

Background-

In the lands of Territh, Evil stirs. Fom the frozen southlands, the dead are wakening, risen by necromancers. Vampire lords awaken from thier frosted tombs, and ghouls and wraiths sir from slumber. They march slowly upon the ususpecting civilised lands. They bring darness, dispair, and death.

Meanwhile in the Community town of Starbreeze, Elves, Me and Dwarves alike all join in celebration. tonight is Ghastveecht's end, the final night of October. The town is holding a massive party. ou have been invited.

(combat will start after a short amount of mingling)

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Before I post can I have a drow? I have this obsession with drow and would love to have one. I will post in the profile below after receiving an answer.)

Name-Grix Do'Salder
Age-30
Race- Drow, Dark Elves

Description- Short spiked silvery hair unlike his kin which keep theirs long, solid white eyes, and a muscular physique. He stands at average drow height and standard in always to other drow besides his hair and eyes. He stays garbed in a cloak over standard travelling clothes.

Personality- Once he is comfortable to his surroundings and sure of the people he is companied with's intent he opens up fairly quick as a friendly person with just a bad record due to his heritage.

Advantages
Low Light Vision- Self explanatory he can see where human eyes could not in almost total darkness.

Quick Tongued Speaker- If he gains the trust of an individual he can easily convince them of anything even if it is a bold faced lie.

Climber Extraordinaire-He is very Adept at climbing, with or without the gear required.

Disadvantages
Of the Drow- Being of the Dark Elves people constantly look at him as evil or untrustworthy until he proves otherwise.

Long Range Failure- Unlike most elves, Grix cannot wield a bow of any sorts like his kin, if he does he is more likely to shoot himself in the foot than hit his mark.

History- Grix was outcast from his home in the Underdark. He was seen as a bad omen by his people for his solid white eyes. He has gone from village to village either being thrown out, chased away, or in one case leaving on his own accord in a decision he had stayed to long.

[Esiphas]

Sure. Ok, add on pack-

Races- Human
Subraces- Northeners (they live longer and are often strong in the flesh but soft in the head)

Elves
Subraces- Drow (Black skinned elves. stronger and more agil, but more frail)
Gray Elves (Elves who are truly immortal, no just long-lived.)
wood elves (good eyesight, physically frail)

Darves
Subraces- Kurgoth (Black skinned dwarves, Stronger but slower)

[w00teldar]

Name- Karin Elis
Age- 26
Race- Wood Elf
Description- Long Blond Hair, renown for her beauty
Personality- Nice, if somewhat naive, she is one of the youngest living elves
Advantages-Deadly Aim, rarely misses a vital organ.
Appeal, tends to distract males with her beauty.
Speed, very quick reflexes and movement.
Stealth, can move even at a run without being detected if she doesn't want to.
Youth & Vitality, she typically has more stamina and endurance than others.
Disadvantages-Naivety, she is generally too trusting of people.
Appeal, on the other hand, females tend to treat her with jealousy and anger.
Physically Weak
Forest-born, outside of woods, she has no idea of other cultures, and tends to accidentally insult others.
History- She is a very accomplished hunter, but she practically lives on her own, with very few visitors.

[Esiphas]

Sounds good. 1 ore person and we can start

[Major Chrispy]

Name- Marcoz Grant
Age- Unknown
Race- Grey Elf
Description- A tall man, looking barly 21, tall and lean, Markoz is a Grey elf, sporting white hair down to the base of his neck at the back and spiked up at the top, his piercing red eyes sometimes cause people to distrust him, so he generally has a spell cast to make them appear an icy blue.
Personality- An intelligant man, but also a little too easy going. Being an assasin at one time though has also chilled his heart.
Advantages- Genious: Markoz is beyond smart, if there is a problem he can solve it!
Shadow Stepper: Being an assassin he is a master of stealth, the enemy will never know what hit them.
Blood of Demons: If an elf has hightned senses, this guy makes elves look like a drucken dwarf on a unicycle.
Disadvantages- Confusion: Markoz tends to get confused over the important things, like women...
Cold Hearted: Being once an assassin it will take a lot to unlock this killers heart.
Blood Frenzy: Seriously this dudes got demon blood, if he gets injured and tastes blood that isn't his own...friend or foe, everythings blood will be drained into a flagon and chugged.
History- Being saved by a group of Northmen from a cult sacrifice, when he was but a child, Markoz has ajusted to the winter, and frozen life. But once every hundred years he disappears on the red moon, and where the towns near to where he was, tales of murder and a massive demon of steel appears, along with a burning town, the streets bathed in blood...

[Esiphas]

Ok, lets begin.

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In starbreeze village, the air was thick with the sounds of celebration. Ghastveechts end was finally here, and it was time for a party! Children and Adults alike (and some dwarven adults who looked like children!) were dressed in various monster costumes. The Mayor himself was riding through town on a float shaped like a manticore.
Darves on stools served drinks, Scantlily clad Elven maidens danced under the moonlight, wizards everywhere threw spectacular magical fireworks high into the air.

Nearby, a three people, a dwarf, an elf and a an, all in thier own garish outfits, were judging the large crowd of fancy dress groups. large groups of 5 people clustered together, all dressed in monster costumes, chatting about the grand prize- A large red Diamond.

(You can start in 1 of 4 places. The bar The street, watching te contest or watching the dancers),

[Major Chrispy]

Markoz was walking down the street when the first of the fireworks were going of, the sharp flares of colour, engraging the assassin. He like it simple, dark, and quiet. Normally he'd have the target dead by now, and be on his way to the coven for his next mission, but he was on leave right now. So he started to head towards the nearest vendor, hoping to be able to get a "Bloody Ghast", an alcoholic beverage that included real blood. Walking towards the vendor he could't shake the feeling of danger at this night....

[w00teldar]

Karin was standing near the dancers, but her eyes were focused on an argument that was about to break out into a fight. hoping to diffuse the situation, the wood elf (who was one of the few not wearing a costume) moved in between the two men. noticing the beautiful elf in their midst, they were distracted for a second. she looked at on of them, then walked away. the man started to follow her, but Karin had already started to blend in to the crowd. seconds later she was gone, but he had followed her to where he was far enough away from the on he was arguing with. the young elf decided that she would head toward the street and watch the fireworks. on her way, she noticed another that wasn't wearing a costume, an elf not much younger than her. she nodded a greeting, but continued onwards.....

[Yuno]

(Sorry I meant to join today but I was busy with some stuff...okay if I still join?)

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Grix sat at the bar, his hood up shading his face to the point where nothing was visible. "Barkeep, one ale for me, and whatever the elvish beauty in the corner is drinking." Grix said as he sat his last drink down and a handful of coins. His hands were gloved as to not give away his race. He wished not to be chased from the town by an angry mob of dwarves dressed as foolish monsters.

A group of dwarvish men sat in the far corner laughing and having test of strength, they began yelling in Grix direction. 'A challenge?' Grix thought to himself. He stood and purposefully stumbled to decieve the dwarves all of whom where far more drunk than the drow who had but one drink. "I bet you I can throw a knife into the board dead center. I can hit it closer than you." He said slurring his words.

"Afraid of lil' ol' Grixy are ya?" He said taunting the dwarves. He knew it was the last straw and they woul not refuse.

[Yuno]

Name: Tayya Moonbind
Age: 23
Race: (Half-Elf)
Description: Tayya's hair is silver and falls in long wavy locks stopping at the middle of her back. It is generally bound backwards in a loose leather strap. Her eyes are grey and filled with a spark nothing seems to destroy. Her smile is radiant although she moves with a limp to her step.
Personality: Often shy at first she finds speaking to people easy once she knows them. However this usually takes so long that her warm and kind personality never show through. She is someone you could ask for the food she is about to consume and have a fair chance of getting it.
Advantages: Kindness, strangers often will help her. Beauty, men tend to be more likely to help her. Religious: the god smile upon her.
Disadvantages: She moves slowly from her limp. She is so kind people can easily take advantage of her. She is shy, people are more likely to want to bully her.

History: Tayya's mother was a nobody elf who was raped for her beauty by a local human warlord. Not much is know of her after this point. Her mother died when she was very young, and she doesn't speak. She travels as a bard/healer playing music and bring light to the darkness.

Tayya sits at the bar as far from prying eyes her hood and mask up to conceal her looks. Not everyone is friendly to halfbreeds and more than a few wold harm her on principal. She sts half strumming her harp but mostly glancing at the drow man about to challenge some dwarves. She knows just looking at him he will lose. He is very drunk.

[Major Chrispy]

Markoz glimpsed several peculiar figures on his way to the vendor. A large man in a dragon costume, the tail smashed and on fire. A beautiful young elf, swift enough to avoid a possible suitor. And a figure with a red tattoo, seemingly dancing in the firelight, almost learing at Markoz.

This last figure bothered him, as he had seen him several times during the night. The symbols seemed familiar, almost like a dream he had once...of course his dreams always ended the same, the sound of a roar, llike cold steel being streched and twisted against stone. And blood, always blood.

Walking to a vendor he noticed that a custumor at it was plainly drunk, a large man, twice the size of Markoz, and was yelling at the frail elf behind the counter. Normally he would have turned around and walked towards the bar instead, but right as he was the man swung and struck the elf in the jaw, knocking him down. Gazing around Markoz sets his eyes on the knife set on the counter of the vendor. In that instant when the man struck the poor elf, Markoz desided, he didn't want the alcohol, only the blood. And tonight it would be fresh from the chest.

[w00teldar]

Karin saw the other elf start to move toward the violence that was starting to break out, and decided that she might need to be around. she followed the elf, keeping a distance far enough away as to not look suspicious, but ended up being swept away in a crowd of costumed humans....

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(No one knows he is of the drow, he is completely covered and the dwarves are drunk he has had one drink and it was water.)