Ranger RP
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Ranger RP
Ranger RP
The Kingdom of Araluen is a good one. King Duncan is wise and fair, and the people who live there are for the most part happy and prosperous. The kingdom has been saved by invasion many times by the brave but mysterious Ranger Corps, and they enjoy a reputation as one of the most successful nations in the known world.
The Rangers are a mystifying group of people. Many believe that they are capable of dark magic more powerful than the most learned sorcerer, but others know the truth - the Rangers are not magical. They do not possess the secret to teleportation, or know the key to invisibility. They cannot conjure things out of thin air, or summon spirits to haunt you. They are the intelligence force for the king. They go on missions, stop wars, protect the people, and do the sort of thing that ordinary folks can hardly dream of. Their dappled brown-green cloaks allow them to melt into the background at any given moment until you can hardly see them. A ranger is said to carry the lives of dozen men in their quiver, for with their longbows they have never been seen to miss. All in all, they are not people you want to meddle with. Until you do.
In the Kingdom of Araluen, when you turn fifteen you are required to attend Choosing Day, where the Craftmasters of every profession come to pick who will be their next apprentices. Whoever you are chosen by, you go attend their "school" and learn how to do their craft. Knights go to Battleschool, Chefs go to the kitchens, Couriers train under Lady Pauline, and so on. If you are not chosen by anyone you can become a farmer and work in a small field, which is everyone's worst nightmare.
Finally it is Choosing Day, and you are extremely excited, until... you are not chosen. Bitter, utterly disappointed, and close to tears, you go home. The next day however, you find out why. The ranger of your fief has asked for you be be their apprentice. You can feel what you like about that - confused, scared, excited - but realize that however it’s going to turn out it’s better than your future as a farmer. You accept.
Fast forward to a few months into your training. It’s hard but you are enjoying it. Finally, you get to travel to your first Gathering. Once a year the Ranger Corps has a gathering where they all come together and discuss the status of the Kingdom. There, you meet up with a group of Rangers and Apprentices and are sent on your first mission, along with your mentor. A group of people dissatisfied after the previous war are slowly starting a rebellion. But this time it’s actually dangerous, the most powerful uprising in history. Your job is to investigate, and find a way to stop the rebellion. But it will not be easy. Traitors, spies, and backstabber lurk around every corner, and you have to trust your Ranger abilities to get to the bottom of it.
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So, if you haven’t realized yet, I am making my first rp, which believe it or not I have never done before even though I’ve been here for more than a year. This is based off a book series that I have been reading called Ranger’s Apprentice, by John Flanagan, which I do not expect you to have read. Though this take place in medieval times, there has been a female ranger before, so we are not limited to only men. You can be a Ranger or a Ranger’s apprentice. There are 50 Rangers, one for each of the Kingdom’s fifty fiefs (like a mini kingdom ruled by a baron.) We will start once I decide that enough people have joined, and nobody can join after we have started unless nobody is posting anymore.
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Charrie sheet:
Name:
Age (15-20 for apprentices, 20+ for Rangers):
Gender:
Ranger or apprentice?
Who is/was your mentor?
Appearance (nothing fantasy, you’re just a normal person):
Personality:
Backstory:
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My Charrie:
Name: Warren Tallisin
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Ranger or apprentice? Ranger
Who is/was your mentor? Gilan, the only ranger trained with a sword
Appearance: Short-ish brown hair, clean shaven. Short and small, like most Rangers, and wears the ranger cloak that allows him to blend into the background, as well as soft leather boots and the Ranger double knife scabbard which holds a Saxe knife and a throwing knife. Wears the silver oakleaf that signifies him as a Ranger. His horses name is Burr.
Personality: Brisk and slightly impatient, but usually good humoured. Kind, but dangerous if you’re his enemy.
Backstory: Grew up with all older, bigger brothers who went off to become knights, and was initially disappointed not to be chosen for battleschool. Trained under the Ranger Gilan, the only Ranger who was trained with a sword, and realized that he liked it much better. Gilan helped him become a very good swordsman, and he is now one of the most promising of the young Rangers.
(February 26, 2017 - 2:45 pm)
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FRONT PAGE THIS THREAD! TOP!
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(March 13, 2017 - 10:21 pm)
I'm really, really sorry. I'm going to have to drop out. I love this idea, and I was so exited about it, but I'm going to be really busy this week, and it seems like I just don't have time to keep up with many RPs anymore in general. I'm not leaving the CB or anything, but I just won't be on as much for awhile. I'm sad that I won't be able to stay in this RP, but I know I'll just slow you down and get in the way if I do. I'll forget about it. Again, my apologies. G'bye.
(March 14, 2017 - 9:02 am)
Just some info, Alisa is scared of horses.
~Alisa
So I walk into the Rangers' house. Whoa is my instant reaction, but of course, I don't say that out loud. Miranda- my mentor I guess - rifles through her mail. I watch her read it. At last she turns to look at me. I se something there for a moment. Anger? Resentment? Hope? But her face quickly turns to stone again. She motions for me to follow her and lead me to a small room at the back of the house. It's a bit small, and crammed with boxes, but better than what we had at home. And then I saw them. Books. Without me noticing, a smile creeps across my face. I think Miranda mistakenly thinks I am laughing at the meager quality. "If you don't like it, you can sleep in the woods." She says, sounding snappish. I sigh on the inside. Great Alisa. Mess up, just like you messed up with Dad. I turn to face my mentor, putting on an act of pride and confidence to conceal my mistake.
"It will do," I say stiffly. She glowers at me for a moment, and then regains her own composure.
"Super at 6. If you're late, you don't get any." Ooh, great. A strict angry mentor who hates me. Just what I need.
(March 15, 2017 - 7:47 pm)
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(March 16, 2017 - 11:26 am)
Here you go!
~Miranda~
"The last thing on this, it's horse training right?" I nod. Something that looks like fear goes through her eyes. Is she afraid of horse training? Could she be scared of horses? If she is, it needs to stop. Rangers need their horses. If she scared of her horse, she won't be able to do half the things she needs to.
(March 16, 2017 - 8:55 pm)
~Alisa
My sleep is taunted by dreams. I hear the frenzied neigh of the horse, my father's last screams, and the booming of the thunder. Then it's silent. Red clouds my vision and my entire being goes numb. I wake up shivering in a cold sweat. How am I going to handle this?
(March 17, 2017 - 12:36 pm)
(March 20, 2017 - 12:51 pm)
I'm still here! Currently working on a post, which should be up by the end of the week.
(March 20, 2017 - 8:22 pm)
Here, but barely hanging on. Will post soon.
Should the Gathering happen soon?
(March 21, 2017 - 8:20 am)