The Quest for Isudur
#1
Posted 18 July 2010 - 01:25
Rules:
1) Proper grammar and punctuation is preferred.
2) Properly introduce your player in the same format I use below before joining.
3) No god characters. Unbeatable players not allowed. Have a weakness, get tired. It adds to the fun!
4) You can have multiple characters but make sure to keep the stories straight.
5)This story is based largely on the official FS backstory. I suggest becoming familiar with it BEFORE you join. You can view it here - http://forum.fallens...&t=3846&start=0
6) Keep Godmodding a minimum. I realize it is needed sometimes but for the most part try and refrain from playing other peoples characters without their permission. If someone goes inactive and their character is crucial it is fine. Powerplaying is frowned upon as well.
7) Have fun! This isn't serious jokes and such are allowed and welcome.
8) I do reserve the right to ignore peoples posts that don't follow the rules.
Here we go:
Character Name: Rebtex
Race: Elf
Age: 17
Fighting Style, Weapons, and Dress: Very reserved and cautious fighter. Relies on agility and speed instead of brute strength in a fight. Is a very talented Hand-to-Hand fighter. Has a lot of stamina and can outlast all but the toughest of opponents. Has two twin elven knives approximately 10 inches long and have a slight curve. Wears no armor of any kind and unlike his fellow kinsman despises bows. His main weapon is his mind. He is a very talented wizard with a knack for psionic and elemental attacks.
The story:
It was a cool clear day in Elrad. The small town was lively and fun. He had just exited The White Stallion Inn when he saw a dark cloud in the distance. His first thought was a storm but then he saw how rapidly it moved and the way the clouds twisted and swerved as if in a silent fury. The rest of the town went about their business and didn't notice but Rebtex knew what it meant. They had heard that the Shadowlord was closing in on the Elven continent of Mirdan but to be this far in already was a sign. The Shadowlord was unstoppable. He raced through the town alerting the residents with his mind. The people were not fighters. Most of them had never held a weapon before in their lives. With half the town's men drunk it would be a massacre. Their only chance was to flee while they had time. He saddled his horse Abo and rode west. He couldn't stay behind. He had been summoned earlier in the week by the Elven King Linlaos to meet at Fortress Lanslil. He had planned to leave today anyways and he had to make it there. The King told him it was of the utmost importance and to come as quickly as possible. It was a tough ride through the Shadowlord's territory but he had to make it to Mora.
#2
Posted 18 July 2010 - 02:58
#3 fs_specter7
Posted 18 July 2010 - 10:07
race: darkness
age: unknown
Fighting style: use of shadows
Weapon: his shadows
appearance: a mild mannered man. wears sophisticated clothes. his face is always hidden in the shadows, but a dark red light shines from one of his eyes.
“stop!” commanded a voice from his left. Rebtex stopped his horse, wondering what the voice was. he was not able to detect the presence of the voice’s owner. “I am a messenger sent by the shadow lord to the people of this here city. the lord prays you throw your arms away and bow down to the lord. he promises on bloodshed if his demands are met. but if you choose to fight he swears none of you are to live. i know you plan to fight elf but hear this, whatever you are planning to do will surely fail.” a gust of wind passes and the man was gone.
#4
Posted 19 July 2010 - 05:02
OORP: Specter please use proper capitalization if you can.
#5
Posted 19 July 2010 - 06:09
#6
Posted 20 July 2010 - 14:37
#7
Posted 21 July 2010 - 04:17
#8
Posted 26 July 2010 - 21:31
#9
Posted 17 August 2010 - 02:58
#10
Posted 22 August 2010 - 03:53
#11
Posted 12 December 2010 - 02:34
#12
Posted 12 December 2010 - 02:46
Race: Orc
Age:72
Fighting Style, Weapons, and Dress: He is a mage with extreme precision, able to cast spells simply with his hand, but mostly with his staff in which are his memories. He is able to cast basic spells like; fire, water, and ice, and is also proficient in dark magic. He wears a long robe, and always carries his staff with him, it seems to carry a sort of trance.
The next day, Rebtex woke up to the sound of beating hooves, a splash of rum landing on his face. "Yum," he exclaimed in delight. He sat up, spying a stray orc, top hat looming over. "La agros toshar mu Tokshir, gody sa vashir?" I am Tokshir, and you?
#13
Posted 12 December 2010 - 02:52
Character Name: Tokshir
Race: Orc
Age:72
Fighting Style, Weapons, and Dress: Specializing in gadgetry; plasma grenades, bugs, earpieces, other explosives. He wears a robot disguised as a top hat and always carries an old cane with him, no one knows its significance. He also wears laser spectacles.
The next day, Rebtex woke up to the sound of beating hooves, a splash of rum landing on his face. "Yum," he exclaimed in delight. He sat up, spying a stray orc, top hat looming over. "La agros toshar mu Tokshir, gody sa vashir?" I am Tokshir, and you?
No problem with you joining but this is mostly medieval. I would appreciate it if you chose a more medieval character.
#14
Posted 12 December 2010 - 18:35
Rebtex squinted, eyelids drooping from the restless night. Realizing that there was an orc inquiring him, he strained his throat attempting to draw out his orcish accent. "Vasho agros mu Rebtex," he sputtered, unable to hide his elven tone. They call me Rebtex. Tokshir laughed with a strangled tone, rum froth spouting from his mouth. "Nahka he no orc duka elf. Sahkim no fahr, va du juga la halph." I can tell you are not of the orc race, little elf. Do not fear, I have come to help.
#15
Posted 12 December 2010 - 18:55
#16 fs_theggold
Posted 12 December 2010 - 18:58
Race: Hyrulian
Age: Somewhere in his later teens.
Fighting Style: He is a natural born fighter and a hero, he waits for the perfect moment to strike when the enemy has their defenses down, dodging all of the incoming attacks at the same time
Weapons:A sword that was forged out of sand that controlled time, and had massive power over evil, a bow an arrow, a massive hammer, an enchanted boomerang with the power of wind bestowed upon it, bow and arrow, bombs, a magical leaf that you can use to hover with for short periods of time, a magical tablet that can protect himself from all attacks and tip his arrow tips with freezing ice, but at the cost of his stamina. A massive steel ball attached to a 15' chain, and a set of clawshots to grab onto various things.
Dress: A green tunic, a gold ear ring in each ear. He has a steel gauntlet covered in tough leather on his right arm, and golden gauntlets. His leather boots are knee high, concealing most of his Kacie pants. His sword sheath is leather with a strap going from his right to left with a golden buckle. He has a belt going across his waist keeping his tunic from going up when fighting. He also has a green "santa hat" that has been handed down for generations from the Kokiri.
*Link wanders out from behind a stack of crates* Tokshir stated in now elven language that Link was here to help defeat the Shadow Lord to save his home country before it is attacked, the three then sneak out of the room and start to leave the mountain range, trying their best to avoid any orc ambushes.
Reb thanks for sniping me!
#17
Posted 12 December 2010 - 20:02
#18 fs_theggold
Posted 12 December 2010 - 20:14
OT:
While the new companions travel they find a shortcut through a gorge, so they travel down it. While walking through the presumed short cut Link asks Tokshir how he managed to break off from the stereotype on an orc and become a wizard, but suddenly a band of three dark elves and an ogre jump out to mug them. Link quickly jumps into action shooting the three dark elves with his bow and arrow fatally wounding them while Tokshir lights the ogre on fire.
#19
Posted 13 December 2010 - 01:08
#20
Posted 13 December 2010 - 02:09
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