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Fantasy World RP!!!
Fantasy World RP!!!
OK, so I'm giving creating a Roleplay another try. I was hugely inspired by a bunch of other roleplays, so here we go.
The World is called Aierothoth (Ay-ear-oh-thought) and it's split up into a few areas, which I will describle later. Quick summary of areas: There's a jungle, snowy mountains, a desert, and a large pit that seems like it has no end that surrounds the world. Bridges over the pit move into a neighboring country.
The Storyline: The earth is literally stirring. No, seriously guys. It is. Weather has been changing all over the place and people have been dissapearing. The king & queen of every culture, tribe, & group have mysteriously vanished. Unsettled by this, people have called a meeting in a large, white castle called Yeuimafa (Why-ooh-mah-fah), that sits at the center of the world.
But another tragedy strikes, and the castle is burning in embers. So, it's now your choice about what to do.
SignUp sheet:
NAME:
AGE: (Also, include gender please)
RACE: (examples: Elf, dragon, fairy, dwarf, human, wizard/witch, animal, ect.)
LOOKS: (you can submit a picture if you want.)
PERSONALITY:
RANK: (in society/what's your job?)
HOME:
EXTRA:
Each player can have 2 charries. Here's mine:
NAME: Notoro
RACE: Ice Elf
LOOKS: (I'll post a picture in the comments)
PERSONALITY: Shy, a bit sad, rarely speaks.
RANK: Stablegirl.
HOME: The Ice Forests.
EXTRA: She's an orphan. Has only one keepsake, that she keeps in a large oak box.
submitted by Icy, age 11, The Forest
(May 19, 2016 - 6:38 pm)
(May 19, 2016 - 6:38 pm)
I'll join! Sounds fun!
Name: Myzrelapiq (Mize-real-a-peak)
Race: Coatyl (a type of dragon)
Looks: Long, serpentine body with green scales and wings that are covered with dark green feathers and feathery crest (also dark green). Deep green eyes that have streaks of brown. Red wattle and a dark green beak.
Personality: Cheerful and bursting with energy. She loves to play, but when others are sad, she tries to comfort them.
Rank: Um...I'll think of that later.
Home: The Jungle.
Extra: She has this gold necklace that her father gave to her before he left to find the Coatyl King and Queen. He never came back.
(May 20, 2016 - 7:16 am)
I'm in a lot of RPs, so I won't be able to post often. I still really want to join.
Name: Tif Meyl
Age: 14, Female
Race: Lightning Elf (a super rare type of elf)
Look: Glowing, yellow hair. Blue eyes that sometimes have lightning flash across them
Personality: Easily angered, but still tries to help with everything. Smart.
Rank: Came from a foreign country very recently, was in the army there. Doesn't have a rank here yet.
Home: Jungle/Rainforest (She likes adding some lightning to all of the rain)
Extra: Is fluent in many languages. If she stays in a place for a week, she can pick up the language. It helps, because she had to move around in the army a lot.
(May 22, 2016 - 6:34 pm)
I decided to make a twin for Tif. I hope that that is okay!
Name: Lara Meyl
Age: 14, Female
Race: Nature Elf (Tif is the only one in the family who is a Lightning Elf, everyone else is a Nature Elf)
Look: Brown hair, green eyes, tan skin
Personality: Likes the spotlight, but she has to share it with Tif because Tif is a very rare type of elf. Proud and self-confident. She really likes staying with Tif, but she doesn't know why. It might be because Tif can protect her.
Rank: Moved with Tif, but used to be a florist. She is currently working for a florist.
Home: Jungle/Rainforest, because plants grow really well there.
Extra: People think that Tif is lying when she says that she is Lara's twin, because she is a completely different type of elf. When the twins were younger, Lara pretended that they weren't related. That really pained Tif, and Lara realized that. So, she decided to back Tif up, when she is there.
Pavlavla says 'hzop.' Tif is not going to zap Lara with lightning! Why would you say such a bad thing?
(May 26, 2016 - 10:07 am)
TOP! TOP! TOP!
Pavlavla says 'erzz.' She's confused. Pavlavla, I'm topping Icy's RP because I really like the idea and I hope more people will join, so we can get started.
(May 23, 2016 - 4:51 pm)
TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP
If no one joins after a day, can we start?
This sounds fun. Is there a magical donut? I want to live in the snowy mountains on a mountain that has frosting!
Sorry, Donut, I don't think that AEs can join. Anyways, I don't want you to.
Hey! That's offensive!
You are just going to do something annoying!
Rude.
(May 24, 2016 - 5:23 pm)
If nobody joins, we can each have more than 1 charrie, but, heck- TOP TOPPITY TOP OF TOPPINGNESS!!!!
(May 25, 2016 - 5:28 pm)
Guess who's back (and joining)?!
NAME: Cherith Thoth
AGE: (Also, include gender please) I don't know about age, but she's female.
RACE: Frost Elf (there is a difference! Frost Elves are more scholarly and usually more talkative than ice elves. They are also somewhat petite, yet more human-looking than Ice Elves.
LOOKS: White-blonde hair, sea green eyes, porcelain skin. Petite and thin. Wears a sea green cloak, white traveller's clothing (druid's garb) and holds an obsidian staff. NOTE: she is not that strong due to her size and scholarly nature (but she's not weak, either).
PERSONALITY: Extremely smart, intuitive, and empathetic.
RANK: High Priestess of the Ice Forests, she is a druid who keeps her natural home in balance.
HOME:Ice Forests
EXTRA: Powers over the element water (includes ice/snow/water), telekinesis
(May 26, 2016 - 8:51 am)
I think we can start.
I stand, in my cloak, with the rough earring of a slave in my ear. My 'parents' who took me in basically only took me in to make me do their work-and they marked me as a slave too, huddled me up in a cloak (which makes me warm. I hate warmth), said I was human, and..UGH!
The foal that I was taking care of reared up, sensing my emotions. "Pull yourself together Notoro." Says a voice. I whirl. Sitting on the roof of the stables was Ratan, Ice Elf boy and the only person who knows I'm really an Ice Elf, not a slave, and an orphan. I sigh. "Ratan, you know that that isn't happening anytime soon." I can barely speak to many people, but I open up around Ratan-he's my only friend.
He pushes his white hair (typical Ice elf hair) back with a rogueish grin. "You could always run away." "What?!" "Why do you stay here?" "I-I-I....I'm scared to leave. It's my home...and if I-I'm caught..." I stammer. "Oh. That again. Come on, just pack your bag and go." "RATAN!" He laughs. "Notoro, I'm not trying to get rid of you. I just want you to be happy."
He tosses a bag at my feet. "What's-" I begin. "It's the bag full of the only things you have-plus some food, from me." Ratan says, smiling. "F-fine. I'll l-leave here." I say. "There's a village of Frost Elves close by." He says. "And since that Foal would be eaten by the King anyways, and since you're SUPER small for your age-I thought you were six when I first saw you!-you can take the foal with you, and ride it there."
"Ratan...fine."
So I take my cloak off and shove it in my bag, and then I'm off, riding on a tiny white foal towards uncertainty.
I never knew there was bandits on that route.
(May 26, 2016 - 10:20 am)
(MEANWHILE, in said Frost Elf Village)
"High Priestess!" the call echoes down the corridor and hardly brushes my ears. I stand to my full regal height--er, five feet--and face my visitor.
It is a boy from the village; he is one of the stronger ones, and he stands out. Strong frost elves are rare; most of us spend most of our time indoors.
"What is it?" I sigh. A man clothed in black and violet is thrown before me. I quirk an eyebrow.
"A bandit?" I ask, "I thought we rid the roads of them?"
" Apparently not," he spits, glaring at the sneering man.
"Name?" I ask the bandit as I stride down from my throne.
The bandit smiles unctuously at me. "Iarsha. Now be a dear, girl, and untie me-"
The boy from the village kicks him in the gut. He wheezes.
"I'll have you know! Now that the rulers are gone, you're the closest thing there is. And people like me aren't happy."
I sigh. "I'm flattered," I summon stairs of ice for the last few steps down.
The man wheezes with laughter. "Please, honey. Your petty parlor tricks won't fool me-" his voice is cut off like a canary in the claws of a cat. His expression changes from amused to panicked.
It's my turn to smile. "I don't like your tone, pathetic bandit," I whisper before tossing him to the ground. Ice begins to cover his foot.
"Wait!" he gasps, "I-I was jok-"
"Enough," I say. The ice is to his neck now. I sigh.
"I'm sorry it came to this," I say, "but the ice has found you guilty."
His scream is cut short.
(May 26, 2016 - 12:35 pm)
Ill join and make my Charrie later.
(May 26, 2016 - 12:53 pm)
Tif~
A human girl, of who I have never seen, came up to me one day.
"Are you Tif Meyl?" she asked.
"Yes," I said suspicously.
"I have a message from the Council of All Worlds," she started to read from a paper. "We need you to come investigate the vanishing of the rulers and the burning of the white castle. You are one of the last three Lightning Elves alive, and the other two are a couple at the age of 90. You are the most capable elf that has been in the army. Do you accept?" she said.
I hesitated, "Yes."
"Then, come with me. Your life will never be the same again."
I marched off, away from my home and my sister.
"We will be going to the Frost Elf village to interview a suspect."
(May 26, 2016 - 2:03 pm)
What I mean by a suspect is someone who might have been involved in burning down the castle or the dissapearence of the rulers (Maybe a kidnapper?).
(May 27, 2016 - 10:07 am)
~Notoro
I open my eyes. I'm in a typical Ice Elf house-living trees are part of the walls, the rest is sealed up with ice, snow, and pine branches.
I look around, my blue eyes filled with fear. Then-a frost elf woman. She's wearing some kind of uniform... "W-wha?" I stammer. She smiles. "Hush, you're safe." "What?" I whisper. I don't trust her. Then again, I don't really trust anyone. "You were attacked by bandits on the road to the Naikusay Village-where us Frost Elves live. You almost got carried off, but a few of our warriors live." I don't bother to correct her unfair assertion that I'm a Frost Elf. I guess I look like one-I'm a bit more petite and small than a normal ice elf.
I'm in a bed. I lift my hand to touch my head and find there's a bandage on it. The simple touch makes me dizzy. "How are you?" "F-fine." I manage. "Good. Because all strangers to the village must see the High Priestess."
(May 27, 2016 - 12:30 pm)
Cherith~
My door opens abruptly, clashing against the wall with a clinking of ice. My seat is turned from the door. I sigh before smiling and turning to greet any guests that may have arrived.
An ice elf stands before me. She almost looks like a frost elf but for the slant of her ears. I smile and usher her in. An advisor shoves her forward, and she falls to her knees. I glare at him; guests should feel welcome, especially in this hour of need.
"Hello," I say, "I am Cherith, High Priestess of the Ice Forests. What is your name?"
The girl is frozen--not literally--and I see she is staring in horror at the bandit-turned-ice-sculpture. I groan. I should have thought of that.
(May 27, 2016 - 1:57 pm)
"T-that..." I stammer. She seems a bit embarrassed, and mostly displeased that I saw the banditsicle. "Come, we can talk in a room without frozen bandits." She said softly.
I stood up awkwardly, and we left towards another room--a library of some sorts. "They bring all visitors to me," she says quietly. "So, why are you here?" I sigh. "I was leaving my old town." "Alone, with nothing but a foal and a small pack?" "I was heading to the town of Frost Elves--here--when I was attacked by bandits. Led by the...banditsicle out there."
My eyes dart around the room. Is this a trap? I don't really trust her--then again, I don't really trust anyone... "Where's my items?" I ask suddenly. "Their with the Foal, in the stables. But, tell me, why where you heading here?"
I swallow. She can't know the truth.
(May 27, 2016 - 2:50 pm)