[M/R] Eternum: Blood of the Gods

[Death of Korzan]

Rated M/R for Blood and Gore, Sexual Content, Bad Language and other.



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This Roleplay is GM'd by myself, Death of Korzan

Read Eternum: Of Gods and Demons! (http://role-player.net/forum/showthread.php?t=34398)

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By the time I had finished telling the first part of my story, a small crowd had gathered around me, dressed in the blues of Namor and the Reds of Rome; a trio of Crocolykes pulled up bar-stools and sat down with mugs in hand, full of ale and with thick heads stroking the glass rim at the top of the mug, staring at me with inquisitive yet eager eyes.

Keeping a close watch on the newcomers, I looked down at my son and smiled. "What happened next daddy?" He uttered excitedly, engrossed in the tale I was telling.

"Yes Bard." A certain Combrogian who was quaffing beer bellowed. "Continue with your tale!"

Giving the man a look that would kill, I turned back to my boy and smiled as warmly as possible.

"Well I'll tell you son, we're not even at the good bit yet..."

With Party and Family on the line,
A Swords Edge, Cannon, and Fighter Pilot's so fine,
We'll rough and we'll fall,
Through darkness and all,
And in the end, madness was solice,
Blood will be blood,
Spilled before battle,
Crimson paints the picture,
Of men who came before us,
And those destined after,
Upon us like insects,
Gods doth look from above,
The alliances must be won,
Or Eternum's fate be done...


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Unless you intend to read Eternum: Of Gods and Demons then please take the time to read this summary, as it will loosely cover what happened in the First Book.

This Roleplay is set on the distant planet of ‘Eternum’. The planet is currently at the stage of technology that the Roman Empire had, with the hygiene levels of the same era, although both have been enhanced by Earthborn colonization on the planet. Earth is now a space faring civilization, colonizing many planets and spreading their race further across the stars. They come armed with Auto and manual powered machines and weaponry that they would be prepared to use if they come under attack.

The world of Eternum is split into two mega continents, the Northern expanse and the Free South. The Northern Expanse, officially known as ‘The Imperium’ is run by the Roman-like ‘Namor empire’. It’s civilization practically replicates the Roman empire, being ruled by a lead emperor, who sees over everything in the Empire. The Imperium is made up of 6 different kingdoms, the desert lands of Afragi; the tropical land of Zamibia; The Druidic forests of Combrogia; The hot, almost Mediterranean like archipelago of Hercine and the mountain Kingdom of Dun Moriga. All have been conquered and integrated into The Empire, and all seem to host different races or sub-species of the prominent denizens of the planet.

The Free South, otherwise known as the ‘Cold Wastes’ is a freezing cold icy wasteland that is the home of the very warlike and violent Arcturus tribes, that are spread all over the polar region. It is the only area on the planet that is free from the tyranny of the Namor Empire and the combined forces of The Imperium. The land is ruled by the great king Korzan, the Arcturian who traversed the Underworld and sailed down the River Styx to gain his position of high king, uniting all of the warring tribes and forcing The Imperium to let their hold slip off of the Wastes. The Cold Wastes have remained free for 20 years, fighting The Imperium all over their icy continent; however, their freedom seemed jeopardized when the earthborn humans landed on Eternum and shared their hyper-advanced technology with the empire.

On a particular cold night in the city of Branjaskr, the capital of The Free South, Korzan sat atop his throne, watching his most loyal subjects dancing in the celebration of 20 years of freedom from the oppression of the empire. His closest friends stood next to him, but even they could not expect what would happen next. It happened fast, but when it was over, Korzan, son of Odin and High King of the tribes, was dead, with his throat slit and his crimson nectar pouring over his throne. The assassin had escaped quickly, but had left a letter showing the brutal truth of the situation, the earthborn and The Imperium had decided to form an alliance, and had resorted to marching on Branjaskr by the years end, scattering the tribes and reclaiming the Wastes. The Nord’s of The Wastes refused to back down though, and war preparations were being made…

Whilst being partially true, what the Norse tribes do not know is that the earthborn involved in the war are companies seeking riches and raw materials for their involvement, as actual earthborn government representatives refuse to become involved in a war that they are not involved in, although the Norse tribes openly show hostility to the hyper-advanced extra-terrestrial humans, going as far to kill them on the spot.

Due to the death of Korzan, Odin, prince of the Gods and the first born son of Ra, in a fit of rage caused by the fact that Korzan was his demigod son, released immense levels of magical energy, flooding into the ground and mutating plant life and animals, but also flooding into the bodies of certain magic-using members of society, enhancing their abilities to superhuman levels. The magic also flooded into the few demigods that existed on the planet, making their abilities stronger. However, the radiation has appeared to create monsters of ancient legend and imagination, such as Dragons and Minotaur’s, and they seem to be attracted to the irradiated individuals and attempt to kill them, and due to the fact that they are creatures of imagination, they can only die temporarily, as they are being of pure magic.

Due to the fact that creatures of imagination are being created, beasts such as Lycans and Vampires are also being created, but in very small quantity, and a handful of unlucky citizens became infected with the new magical diseases, Lycanthropy and Vampirism. This source of imagination also created the new Gods; Lupinus, god of Wolves and Dogs and Attaxia, God of Blood and Bats, the patron Gods of the new species.

Another problem that has been caused by Odin’s release is the stirring of the underworld, the magical energy has allowed some members of the dead to regain life and human bodies, members of the ancient Roman army, heroes and soldiers, of Ancient Greece, including demi-gods and Egyptian warriors and magicians are returned to their new home and the new world of the Gods and they are choosing sides.

After reports of attacks in every area of the Imperium, forces led by Decius Marcius traveled to maintain peace within the Empire whilst it's Naval forces embarked to commit a huge offensive against the Southern Wastes in an Earthborn business backed venture into taking the province. Whilst this happened, Decius organised a small group of people who would travel to Tartarus, realm of the 12 Demon Lords in order to reclaim the 12 Stones of Alcamor, relics left behind by the greatest wizard of all history, relics which were supposed to grant large scale power to the force that held it.

Whilst Decius Marcius continued his own journey, he was met by Mars, who gave him the demon-blade 'Hate', which was imbued with the spirit of Shacorai, a very powerful and manipulative Demon under the domain of Destruction, one of the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse and one of the 12 Demon Lords of Tartarus. Mars also gave Decius Marcius a warning to stay away from Hercine, which was at the time being besieged by revived Greek forces led by Hercules and Achilles, within a few days Hercinia, the capital city of Hercine had fallen to Greek forces, and the Namorian forces within it's walls all but crushed.

During this time, Salvius, Decius Marcius's personal bodyguard and the man who had been given the quest to Tartarus met up with Gabriel, the Immortal Lotus, a member of the ancient Empire of Eden; he also met up with his old friend and auxiliary Kuronus, who had been turned into a Werewolf since the God of Wolves and Dogs had surfaced and been created by Odin's upset.

At this time, Hothian, Demon Lord of Madness was granted entrance into the mortal world in the Mages guild and he and his followers slaughtered the other Mages for sport. Under mysterious commands from his mother, a certain male demigod was charged with the duty of sending Hothian back to Tartarus, yet he was followed by Ovidius, a Spy who was charged by Decius Marcius's wife to see what was going on at the Tower after rumor of the events transpiring there traveled to Namor. Whilst there, the Demigod and Hothian had a skirmish whilst Ovidius escaped, until they were both interrupted by Chaaru, a Dark Elf outcast from the days of Eden. Hothian won the ensuing battle and marked the evil and sadistic creature with his mark, granting him power over his life, death and sanity.

After a while of traveling towards Hercine and avoiding Combrogia, Decius and his Namorian units ran into a powerful Roman Unit led by Legate Septim, a son of Neptune. In the ensuing battles the Romans were routed, yet whilst believed to be dead the heavy amounts of life energy placed inside their bodies caused them to resurrect and continue their journey towards Emor, the capital city of the Imperium.

At this point, the questing party exited Combrogia after very little enemy attacks and rendezvoused with the Princess Nesara of Afragia, who had come to bring news to Namor and Decius Marcius of enemies at their gates and a lack of Dwarven aid resulting in them looking elsewhere. After a brief skirmish with a few Germanic troops, Nesara was forced to join the questing group after her guards were killed and they were chased further into the mountain by the insurgent Germanic forces. During this part of the quest, Gabriel discovered a nest of Broodmothers, Arachnid women who were treated with large amounts of suspicion by ever culture within knowledge of them. He promised that he would try to build a bridge between suspicious Dwarven forces and the Broodmothers so that they may share the depths.

Meanwhile at this point Salvius and the rest of the group managed to escape the pursuing enemies, they having been suddenly and mysteriously silenced by an ominous presence within the mountain. As they looked for a way out of a bottleneck they found themselves in, they were greeted by one of the ancient Gods of the Earth, wardens over the ground that would protect it until Eternum, God of the Ground, would stir from her slumber and relocate to a different planet. The ancient God allowed them passage into the mountains, though this showed a huge Orcish force that had been created by pure life energy and corrupt and disgusting thoughts mounting a huge offensive against the final Dwarven city of Ech Zilidar.

Between the battle of Minerva and Hercine, Decius Marcius met with a mysterious huntsman who seemed to know too much for his good. Showing that he was friendly, the huntsman gifted Decius a mount named 'Silverwick', a huge horse-sized wolf with tusks, a species unrecognisable until Odin's disappearance and the resurgence of past life. Decius chose not to mount the beast however and instead treat it like a friend, in which Silverwick repaid him for by taking down a Dragon which had escaped Tartarus and killed many refugees fleeing Hercine.

Out of the sky near Namor at this point, a ship fell from the sky and landed in Combrogia. Within the ship was Isabella von Bayern and a group of military troops who had accidently crashlanded and were quickly set upon by Viking troops. The troops were quickly dispatched by impossibly fast archery and from the forest came the Forest druids, the Druada. After the attack only Isabella remained from her scouting party and she accepted and offer to meet with the Elder Druada in order to decide what to do with the incursion that had already practically turned the native Combrogians into a nomad race.

Once arriving at Hercine, Decius Marcius and his troops were instantly greeted by a small token force with Achilles in his ranks. After the conversation, Achilles attempted to demoralise the Fulminata, yet due to inspirational words from their leader Decius Marcius, Achilles failed in this regard.

As the battle of Hercine begun, there were heavy losses on the side of the Namorians as Achilles, Percius, Heracles and Hercules tore through the well drilled legion of Namorians. After cutting through his defenses, Achilles finally did battle with Decius whilst he wielded Hate, after cutting down Decius's second best warrior (Behind Salvius). With the dying intervention of Salvius and the intrusion of Chaaru, who had tracked the blade down, expecting to find Gabriel, Achilles was defeated, though not permanently. In the process Decius had to saw through his own hand and break the tendons so as he could let go of Hate, who was slowly possessing his body and destroying his mind.

Once the blade had been released, Chaaru began to try to slaughter everything around him, in which Silverwick managed to stop him whilst giving up his life. Chaaru slunk away from the battle with Hate, yet whilst the battle seemed lost it was from surprise aid given from a large force of Crocolykes that stormed the wall. After the Greek forces were routed and returned to life they were offered a place alongside the Fulminata and this option was taken by Hercules. The same offer was given to the Crocolykes, who also accepted but on different terms.

During this time, the Romans had already arrived at Emor, ready to take the city, however by a huge display of intelligence and diplomatic ability, Decius Marcius's wife managed to stop the siege of the city and instead acquire the aid of the Romans in the coming battles.

As the Fulminata and it's other acquired forces arrived at Emor, celebrations were had for a short amount of time before more was needed to be done. Decius Marcius and his legion were commanded to travel out to Dun Moriga with their new allies and to quell whatever invasion force lay within the caverns. Anne, an Earthborn and sister of Isabella von Bayern however organised a journey to Afragia with Marcius's house slave Suriyana and the Spy Ovidius so as they could attempt a diplomatic approach to the issues in Afragia.

As the trio arrived in Afragia, the force heading to Dun Moriga were attacked by huge Germanic forces led by Vampiric members of their army, after discovering that their hearts were their weakness, the Fulminata slew them, yet the numbers were massive on the enemies side and due to pure Guerilla warfare and lack of knowledge on the area, it was apparent the Fulminata were finished. However, thanks to the Aid of Lord Kurosavi, a member of the Druada trio who commanded a counter-attack army to clear the path for the army, as the Druada realised the importance of them clearing away the enemy.

As eventually the quest party were allowed into Dun Moriga, they were imprisoned after impertinence from Gabriel towards the King. However, luckily for them they were quickly broken out of prison by a mysterious man who seemed to be adept at killing people without them knowing he was there. Eventually however, Kuronus had to release his other side and went on a rampage, killing the Dwarf King and giving the questing party the title of 'Traitors' and meaning that they were wanted by law enforcement.

Eventually, thanks to direction from Lord Kurosavi, Decius Marcius managed to soon find the direction he needed to go in in order to leave Combrogia. After thanking him, Decius began to approach the first summit of Dun Moriga. At the same time the quest party managed to leave Ech Zilidar and it was this moment that their rescuer revealed himself as the self same man who fought with Hothian and was tasked with sending him back to Tartarus, before any more questions could be asked about him, the party were surrounded by Redcoats.

Meanwhile in Emor a secret group of Southerners had managed to slowly and carefully make their way into the city and into the home of Decius Marcius. Upon returning from where she had been out, Decius's wife discovered that all her servants had been killed, before she was forced to watch her children die in retribution for the death of Korzan, she was then slain in cold blood.

1. No Metagaming

2. No killing other characters without permission

3. No ignoring lore

4. Ignoring lore constantly will involve in your character being permakilled and you being banished from the Roleplay

5. Killing important NPC's is absolutely encouraged, but keep in mind that doing so will have huge consequences, good, or bad.

6. Lack of Posts for 2 weeks will result in your character being given to another player, turned into an NPC (If he/she is very important to the plot) or permakilled). Contacting me before you leave for any reason is necessary to not have any problems with your character if you are away for more than 2 weeks.




Your character can be part of the empire, being a member of a legion of Imperium or Company troops, starting their mission in the grand city of Emor, who have been tasked with preparing their attack on The South and discovering the 12 stones of Alcamor, magical artifacts lost to the Imperium until now, revealed to be in the underworld, in the demonic plane of Tartarus. They are currently in Afragia but are under guard by redcoats.

Players may also play as past dead Roman/Greek/Egyptian/Middle Ages/Germanic people/etc, as long as they have something to do with the Gods of old. Players who RP as past dead people may either decide to do mercenary work for either faction, or they may assist the head of their faction and/or their allies.

They may also play as the earthborn, members of the militant companies on Eternum who would be assisting the Namorian Empire, or members of the Lycans and Vampires, however I will only allow only one of each of these species in either parties, however there could be some important NPC’s that will be parts of these species.

Players are also able to play as Demi-God characters, so long as it fits the lore of the game. Also, be wary with your power, if you are overpowered I'll inform you a maximum of 5 times before laying the smackdown on your character.

Billions of years ago, before the big bang, there existed a huge, chaotic space of nothingness. In the nothingness swam the spiritual, primal forces known as ‘The Chaos’. The Chaos was made up of billions of entities, but out of all of them, the most prominent were 7 Demon princes. The Demon princes waged war in their spiritual bodies in the middle of the Chaos, enslaving all of the other primal forces in the darkness. This war caused small chaotic rocks to form, the conflicting power between such super-powerful primal creatures had caused hundreds of mini big bangs, creating matter.

As matter had been created from the raw primal power, the Demonic lords and the others forces gained a solid form; the more powerful the force, the more powerful the form. The Demon lord Kronos appeared as the most obviously powerful, and the other Demon’s decided to enslave the rest of the separated ‘Chaos’. There was another huge war, which created more big bangs, creating more solid matter, rock and earth, sand and stone; until eventually the pained earth goddess was born, born into a world of Demonic warfare. The Earth Goddess remained dormant, and undetected; she also remained neutral, as Order had not been created yet and she was most certainly not a force of Chaos.

When the war ended, there were only 4 non-Demon Lord warriors standing. They were named War, Tyranny, Destruction and Strife, they refused to fall underneath the oppressive Demon Lords. Kronos thought long and hard about their loss against the 4 horsemen, when he decided he would have a son, a powerful son who would defeat the Horsemen and make sure that Kronos reigned supreme over all life. Kronos and Zenita conspired together and created the sun God Ra.

Ra was unlike his father, he was bright and glorious, and he didn’t look like a demon, he had dark tanned skin and was much shorter than Kronos, but just as powerful. Ra also seemed to illuminate light, which energized the dormant Earth Goddess, slowly waking her from her slumber. Ra was sent into battle against the four horsemen and defeated them with ease, for the power of the sun is not matched. The Earth Goddess woke before this battle and watched Ra fight, instantly falling in love with the young God.

Ra decided against killing the four horsemen, which angered Kronos. The Sea of Chaos suddenly began to fade and as the light from Ra emerged, so did a sun, right in the center of (Although it was unformed at the time) the Universe. Ra was sent away from his father by Zenita, who realized that Kronos would kill Ra. When Ra realized this, he became angry and took a stand, creating the power of Order. Zenita, although nearly vaporized by this show of power, advised Ra to find the four horsemen and get them to join his crusade. Ra turned down the advice however, stating that a member of Chaos cannot assist a member of Order, for as long as there is Order, Right, and Chaos, Wrong; they are to be separate, by bringing them together, you defeat the purpose of both, therefore questioning the fact of right or wrong.

Ra decided he would engage Kronos head on, but before he could the Snake Demon Apophis stopped him. Ra battled him for days, and after drawing his blood, it created the River Styx, the eternal river of the Damned. Ra defeated Apophis after a century of combat, and then, tired, moved onto Kronos’s realm. Kronos was waiting for him and easily defeated the tired Ra. Before Ra could be slain by Kronos, the four horsemen appeared, sent by Zenita. They attacked Kronos brutally and when Kronos wasn’t expecting it Ra took his own weapon and used it to chop him to pieces. The four horsemen departed from Ra’s company, returning to the Darkness; and Kronos’s palace crumbled into ash. However, this fight had caused the primary cataclysm of the Chaotic Darkness, as Order began to reign supreme, and the big bang happened, created the universe. Ra’s sun still lies in the center today. The Universe at this time was a barren wasteland though, filled with bare rocks, with no life on them.

Ra then met Zenita once more, who tried to trick him into falling in love with Zenita, using the powers of Lust and attraction on Ra, but Ra refused and her trickery is what caused the creation of Tartarus, the ever changing, ever increasing Parallel universe, in which all of the Demon Lords now currently live. He threw the cut up chunks of Kronos (Which were already reforming), and the rest of the Demon Lords into the fiery pits. The Four Horsemen agreed that they should only be called when needed, and when a planet was to die, they would fight for Chaos, as that was what they were born to do. Ra, acknowledging this, let them go into their own plains of Tartarus, and then sealed the gates.

It was this moment that Ra and the Earth Goddess first spoke, and within the first millennia, the Earth Goddess was with child. The power of Earth and the Sun had brought forth the God of Life, Odin. Odin, when he was born created habitable planets and terra-formed some instantly, due to the new changes, new creatures spawned from Odin, the Gods of Death, Water and all the other Gods. They all grew up quickly and in 10 years from their birth all of the Gods were men and women. Ra reigned king over all the Gods and they decided to seek acceptance by the newly created mortal races that Odin had spawned by accident into the Universe. They now move from planet to planet, solar system to solar system, and Galaxy to Galaxy, being worshipped by mortal kind.

The Gods are eternal beings who reside over planets and watch over their inhabitants. It is often that the planet’s inhabitants were created to worship the Gods and do their bidding, but most of the time the God’s only reside on the planet so as they can receive prayer from the planet, and so as they can leave their mark, the Ancient history of those who believe in the Gods, on the planet forever. The Gods are extremely powerful and the only way for them to die is if they choose to, or they have nothing left to live for. The God’s stay on a planet whilst they are worshipped, and when the inhabitants of the said planet decide that the God’s are simply myth and they are not needed nor wanted there, they leave and head to a different planet that shows promising life. The cycle reached Earth once before, and ended when the Romans converted to Christianity. Now the God’s reside on the planet Eternum.

They control the powers of Order, the things that make the world work, the basic elements and emotions that all life needs to be good. Mortal people who do not show these things are known to be Chaotic individuals, who are reborn in death in one of the 12 plains of Tartarus as a Demon, their status depending on the amount of Evil and Chaos they had spread in their past Mortal life, only seeing the God’s once a day as Ra floats his boat down the Styx, which trails through the underworld, into each Plain of Tartarus and out into the Mortal universe. They have a certain hierarchy and not all are worshipped as much as they should. It has been known that some God’s consort with Mortals, when this happens, the offspring is still mortal but they show some talents that normal creatures of their species would not be able to exhibit.
Ra (Rhymes with Ha)
Ra is the king of all of the Gods on Eternum. He is also the Lord of fire, Light, the Sun and Time; he spends his days above world and his nights below in the underworld, sailing down the River Styx and through the 12 realms of Tartarus, the journey of the Sun, whilst his lieutenants, Hermes, Bast and Sekhmet, along with several other Gods, protect him when he is taking his journey. Ra is the creator of fire and is the eldest God. A demi-god of Ra would have abilities such as being able to light up dark places, blind his enemies or conjure up fire bolts to do damage. They would also be able to burn through metals, set fires and scare away nocturnal creatures. However there are no sons or daughters of Ra other than Odin.

He can be described as a very tall tanned Egyptian looking man with a flail and hammer that are typical for an ancient Egyptian pharaoh to equip. His eyes are always perpetually red, however they appear to flicker and occasionally glow, the pure power of the sun. His head is shaven and he has the traditional square beard that Egyptians sported on ancient Earth.

Known by many names, current is Eternum (e-turn-erm)

The Queen of all Gods, consort and wife of Ra and the mother of Odin. Her name and form changes due to whatever planet the Gods are occupying, this is because she is God of the Ground on all planets, whether they are inhabited or even life sustaining. She sleeps constantly and her stirring tends to cause seismic events. She has no loyalties to any but Ra, Vulcan and Odin, and wouldn’t care to see the rest of the Gods disappear. She favors the Dwarvish people however, and often puts riches near to their cities, and protects them from destruction caused by geological movement.

Odin (Oh-Din)
Odin is the Prince of the Gods and the son of Ra. He is also the father of all other Gods and the few demi-god children he has had, the greatest being Korzan. Odin is Lord of creation and Wildlife, but also the Lord of Courage and Will. He is responsible for hundreds of habitable planets, Eternum and Earth being two of them, and he is also responsible for the creation of the other Gods, giving up his power over many other lordships and passing them onto his children. Among his favorite sons are Zeus, Thor and Aegea, the Gods of the Sky, Zeus being Lightning, Thor being thunder and Aegea being Wind. But it is thought that Korzan was the son that Odin was always most proud of, and his death has pushed Odin into a horrific depression and rage, causing the magical radiation.

Odin could be described as a tall, stocky man with a large grey beard running down his chest to the top of his abdomen. His head has a mane of white hair sliding down his back, with a ceremonial crown on the top of his head. His eyes are always changing in a pattern, going from deep purple to Green to grey and then back again. It is thought that this is the life cycle of a planet, primordial soup, Lush forests teeming with life, and then a grey, barren and over-polluted rock.

Zeus (Zoo-s)
Son of Odin and God of Lightning, Zeus was treated as king of the Gods by the Greek people of Earth, however this was not the case. Zeus is constantly arguing with his two siblings, the god’s of the other dominions of the sky, and they never have anything to agree on, which causes certain destructive events such as hurricanes.

Zeus could be described as a tall man in a modern tuxedo, a short crop of lightning blue hair slicked back across his head. His eyes are blue but appear to flicker with lightning occasionally, and it is known that when he gets angry they seem to get fogged up with lightning clouds. He is the youngest of the three.

Thor (Th-or)
Son of Odin and God of Thunder, Thor was treated as a primary God in the Ancient Germanic Kingdom’s of Earth. Thor is constantly arguing with his two siblings, the god’s of the other aspects of the sky, and they never have anything to agree on, which causes certain destructive events such as hurricanes.

Thor is always armored, there isn’t a second in the day when he isn’t wearing his chainmail and holding his hammer at his side. His long locks of golden hair flop down at shoulder-length on his back and a 5 o’clock shadow clings to his chiseled chin. He is obviously better looking than Zeus yet he is more calm and reserved, but still less so than Aegea, his eldest brother.

Aegea (Aye-chsia)
Son of Odin and God of Wind and Spells. Aegea has never been identified by his actual name in any mythology; however he has always been identified with other names, such as Shu in Ancient Egypt. Aegea is constantly arguing with his two siblings, the gods of the other dominions of the sky, and on a practical joke, Zeus named his shield after Aegea, causing a bitter dislike between the two brothers, who are always at each other’s throats whenever possible. The God’s never have anything to agree on, which causes certain destructive events such as hurricanes.

Aegea doesn’t choose to have a physical form, Aegea tends to be seen as a number of leaves held in place by the wind, creating images to represent his form. Faces, bodies, creatures, birds, whatever he chooses to represent him. He is the pure wind and has only ever been seen in human form once, when he met Astrid 300 years before present; she was the future empress of the Kingdom of Namor, and the mortal who conceived Aegea’s only demi-god son, the great wizard Alcamor.

Neptune (Nep-choon)
God of the Sea. Neptune can appear in many forms, and just like the water they are ever flowing, he may only take a solid form on a land of ice such as the Cold Wastes, as on frozen land there is still a powerful presence of water, but it is not moving like the Ocean. He has been named many names, Poseidon being one of them, Nephthys being another, but he is primarily thought to be male. He controls all water on the planet and if infuriated he holds the ability to be able to flood vast cities with waves of rage.

Neptune can usually be described as a mass of water that is shaped like either a muscular man or a curvy feminine body usually alike to that of the Nord’s of the Wastes. However his form is constantly changing, as is his face. It is said that he only imitates your best friends and your enemies when he speaks to you.

Hades (Hey-dees)
God of the Dead, Prince of Chaos and King of the Underworld. Hades goes by many names, but he prefers the name that the Greek’s gave to him. He resides as king over the underworld and delivers the orders to the other Gods that serve him, however, his treachery has caused him to be banished from the realm of the Gods and forced to reside in his own kingdom, only accompanied by the undead, however, as the undead leave the underworld and return to life, his power fades, as what use is a God of Dead if no one ever dies?

Hades can be described as a very tall skinny man armed with a flail and hammer similar to the weapons that Ra holds, except they are midnight black and seem to radiate the feeling of death off of them, no one that has been hit with them has lived to tell the tale. His black hair swings by the center of his back, and a small stubble is perched on his chin. His skin is deathly pale, but what more could you expect from a god who rarely sees the sun?

Anubis (Ah-noo-bis)
The God of Judging, truth and burial ceremonies, he resides in the temple of Judgement in the underworld, weighing souls against the feather of truth. He was part of Egyptian mythology, however he never took part in the mythos of any other kingdom on Earth.

Anubis is described in two ways, his forms:

Anubis’s first form is his human form. He is described as how a 21st century Goth would be compared to, but he has dark chocolate colored eyes that seem to swirl. Anubis has only ever had 3 children as most mortals run in fear of his presence, even if they do not know of him, as the power of the Feather of truth scares away most.

His second form is Ammit the Devourer. The Egyptians misunderstood and thought that Ammit was a separate creature, in reality, Anubis is Ammit. Anubis takes the form of a gargantuan Jackel with midnight black eyes. Those that are judged against the Feather of Truth have their very essence sucked away and are given to the Dread Lord, who then delivers the unworthy to Hades, who forces them to serve him for all eternity.

Thanatos (Tha-nar-tos)
Lord of Boundaries, gateways, entrances and exits. Thanatos guards the edges of the Underworld and the secret gateways that lead back into the living world, however, he seems to have gone missing around the same time that Korzan was slain by the Imperium. He is to blame for the dead that are rising again.

Thanatos, being the twin brother of Anubis, looks exactly the same as his sibling, but with cropped hair instead of an alternative hairstyle.

The Dread Lord Death
Death is depicted in all religions, whilst there may be gods of death, Death is the physical avatar of it. Death can be at all places at all time, watching over the living and making sure that their soul is rended from their body with his huge obsidian scythe. He only follows his master Hades, the god of Death, for he is the only one who can employ any sort of power onto him. In every great war, in every fight, Death has been there watching.

Death can be described as a tall silent man in a long black robe covering his face. His eyes glow with green embers and his skeletal hands are usually wrapped around his scythe, which he always rests on the ground underneath him. Wherever he walks the plants die around him.

Aphrodite (Af-ro-di-tea)
The Goddess of Love and Beauty, she never has any quarrels with anyone and is loyal to Ra and her father Odin.

Aphrodite can be described as a beautiful woman, it is unknown what her real form is but she seems to enjoy looking a lot like the 21st century musician Katie Perry.

Athena (Ath-e-nah)
The Goddess of technology and wisdom. She is rarely seen and she is a maiden goddess, any children of hers are made from pure thought and are gifted to only the wisest and most initiative of people.

As she is rarely seen, there are no documents on her form other than her grey eyes.

Vulcan (Vul-khan)
God of Invention and Blacksmithing. He builds the weapons for his fellow Gods and has a prominent power over fire. He lives his life in his forge underwater in solitude.

No recent documents have been made about his existence, some even think that Vulcan has been sent to Tartarus for his abandonment of the other Gods, but this is only theory and it is probably wrong.

Mars/Ares (Air-ease)
The God of War and the patron God of the Empire of Rome. He takes a liking to The Imperium as they remind him of the Kingdom he used to ever so love. He is the only God that actually welcomes the resurrection of the dead, as it offers the chance for his favorite people to march once more onto the fields of war and claim it for their own.

Mars can be described as a tall man with short spikey hair in a bright red toga. He wields a huge English Broadsword over his back, covering a polished steel Roman shield. At his waist he carries a set of grenades and a Gladius.

His alter-ego Ares, worshipped by the Combrogi, appears rarely, but it shows the physical form of man’s lust for war and death. Ares is twice as violent but half as calculating, making Ares a powerhouse on the battlefield, as he does not think of anything he does. He carries an electric spear and a bronze M16 A4 that never seems to run out of ammunition.

Lupinus (Loo-pine-us)
Lupinus is the God of Wolves and Dogs and has only been seen once; it is speculated that he resides in the lands of Combrogia, as the Druidic forests have recently undergone a large increase in Dire Wolf and Wolf population. When he was seen last, he appeared as a giant 10ft tall Werewolf with a bushy Silver and Ginger hide. His hands were said to be gnarled and adorning each finger is a set of 5 sharp claws. He has a pair of tusks jutting out of the bottom of his jaw, possibly used for goring prey and enemies, and his teeth were apparently visibly sharp, so sharp in fact that his jaw seemed to jut out because of them. It is unknown whether he can return to a human like form or whether he is simply a mindless beast, but it is known that he has a somewhat uncanny control over the Canine species.

Out of the hunting group that discovered him, only 2 out of 18 got away, what happened to the others may only be speculated.

Attaxia (Argh-tarx-ia)
Attaxia is even more elusive than Lupinus, and has only been seen flying above the region of Dun Moriga. Its presence seems to bring snow and ice along what would be hot land. It appears to be a large humanoid shaped bat with a vaguely humanlike face, with a bat’s nose and ears. Its hands hold a set of talons that it rakes across his enemies.

Attaxia also seems to command a black swarm of Bats. It is speculated that Attaxia and her Bats have something to do with recent disappearances across Namorian colonies all over Eternum.There are many other Gods but these are the important ones to our story, of course the others shall show up though!

On another note, all the original Gods despise Lupinus and Attaxia, believing their existence to be false and a blasphemy against their nature and existence.

Attaxia is currently referred to as ‘It’ as no one currently knows her Gender.
The 12 Demon Lords of Tartarus are an evil group of creatures, masters of Chaos and hell bent on destroying the God’s and enslaving Mortal life. They control their own plain of Tartarus, each infinitely large and each under control from the Demon Lords. Most of the Demon Lords have appeared in Myth and Legend as Evil beasts who try to coax Mortals into joining their damned ranks and being tortured within their vile clutches. Each Demon Lord controls two of the Chaos elements such as Hatred, Gluttony, Lust and others.

The Demon Lords are the only creatures as powerful as the Gods, and they have often been misunderstood, however, the first Demon Lord was in fact the father of Ra, the first God and the God of the Sun, and the First sign of Order out of a Chaotic blackness and nothingness. We have the Demon Lords to thank for the creation of the Universe.

Kronos (Crow-Nos)
The Ruler of the 12th plain of Tartarus, Midnight. Kronos and the other Demon Lords were there from the beginning, powerful primordial forces living in the darkness that was there before the universe began to manifest. Kronos needed a lieutenant to drive back some lesser demons that had decided to rebel, so he created Ra, his son. However, Ra soon realized that Chaos was wrong, and decided to turn to Order. He faced his father and the two fought, their impacting blows creating matter and dark matter, which later caused the big bang.

Kronos is known to be extremely powerful and very deadly to those who do not have powerful minds. He is the Lord of Chaos and Evil, and rules over the other Princes of Tartarus with an Iron fist. He appears as a 500ft tall red skinned demon, with goat hooves for feet and two large twirling horns spiraling out of his forehead. His eyes are black and green and his teeth filed down to a point, each being as deadly as the sharpest blades in the universe. His spit is Acid and his words poison, he is a master of dark magic and sorcery and has plagued the God’s many a time. Ra must battle him one to one every night in order to complete his journey through Tartarus and back into the Mortal world. Kronos is the patron of Imps and Fatroi’s; Red skinned she-demons who dominate the Imps.

Midnight, Kronos’s realm, can be described as an endless expanse of blue Lava and ancient ruins. It is said that within the Ancient Ruins, treasure can be found, but in the blue Lava, which is speculated to be freezing cold, there is nothing but death.

Apophis (Ah-poh-fis)
Apophis is the 11th and eldest Prince of Darkness, the second being that ever gained sentience after Kronos was born into the abyss. His realm is based around his lordships, which are Cowardice and Treachery. Apophis is a giant snake-man, with the powers of telekinesis and the ability to instill fear onto any target, no matter how powerful or headstrong they are. Apophis is good friends with Kronos and has protected him in the past, but was once bested by Ra before Ra and Kronos fought, creating the universe.

Apophis’s realm is called Deepslither. It can be described as an underground necropolis, built up from ancient long lost catacombs filled with the bones of the dead, whether they are still walking or not.

Apophis controls the Snake people, who once resided on a planet that the God’s favored, before Earth. At the brink of the planet’s destruction due to supernova, Apophis opened his doors to the species, his plain of Tartarus horrifically mutating them as they stepped into his realm. They are now his mindless warriors. Apophis also controls the demonic slimes of venom and the Skeletal remains that roam in his abode.

Set
Set should have been a God when he was born. The God of Darkness, but a member of Order anyway, as all Darkness must have its light, and it works the same the other way round. However, Set grew bitter due to the constant shunning that his brothers gave him, pushing him away from them whenever he tried to help, and eventually he decided to relocate his kingdom to Tartarus, creating an extra hour of night. He wages war against the King of Gods and has been charged with treason against his family. Set would have been sent to Tartarus for such a crime anyway.

Set’s realm can be described as a desert wasteland where the sand is blood red and the pyramids in the distance never grow closer, even if you walked towards them for weeks. The plain is called ‘Sunset Sands’.

Set has control over an army of beasts called the ‘Set animal’. A creature that used be naturally found on the first planet the God’s visited, but Set, admiring the creature, warped it and brought it home with him, in Sunset Sands it has bred with other animal demons and created horrific hybrids of itself. Set also controls a series of demonic animals and Animen, men who are a mixture of man and Set animal. These are actually demons called Igorn, the scorned sons of Set.

Beelzebub (Bee-ell-zee-bub)
Beelzebub is the patron lord of sickness and plague. Those who have gone to his realm have returned with terrible diseases that no remedy that man could create would be enough to save them. He is described as looking a lot like Kronos, except half the size and with bright neon green skin. He tends to carry around potions that cause extreme pain and terrible virus’s to engulf the opposition, as because he is the smallest, he is also the weakest when it comes to physical factors.

Beelzebub’s plain is called ‘The Azneulfni Isles’ and is made up of billions of islands covered in toadstools and other deadly plants.

Beelzebub is the patron of the Fungilla, sentient fungi-people who make their home in Beelzebub’s realm. They are inherently evil and worship Beelzebub for creating such a beautiful paradise. It is said that by eating their heart, one can be cured of any sickness or ailment that is plaguing them.

Phobos (Fo-Boss)
Phobos is the lord of forbidden knowledge and dirty secrets. He keeps a hold of all of the secrets that mortals and immortals keep inside a large library. In fact, his realm replicates giant versions of educational institutes. Universities, libraries, and other things.

Phobos’s realm is called the ‘The Nephobian’ and it is said that each book contains the thoughts of every man, woman and child that was ever born in the Mortal universe.

Phobos controls Demons called the ‘Librarians’. Invisible creatures dressed in spangly robes and wizard hats; a distinctive whirring sound points out their arrival, and as they are very skilled in magic it is wise to flee from them whenever given the chance, as many scholar’s attempting to learn the Forbidden secrets of the Universe have met a bad end at the hands of the invisible Demons.

Ulznorzaluz (Uls-Norse-a-luz)
Ulznorzaluz is the patron of Greed and Suffering. He usually manifests as a dragon in his home realm, Utgardenaire. Ulznorzaluz is father to all dragons, which are actually demons. They fly around in Utgardenaire, a series of floating mountains and rocks suspended high above the sky, away from the lower realms of Tartarus. After Odin’s discharge of magic, some of the weaker residents of Utgardenaire have gone missing, transported to the mortal universe as Dragons are a large part of magical imagination in Humans.

Utgarenaire is the name of Ulznorzaluz’s plain of Tartarus, a series of floating islands and mountains in clouds, which are colored red. In the middle of the realm is a large roadway strip of rock and on it is the River Styx, Ra would usually travel through here and fight Ulznorzaluz’s minions before heading into Sunset Sands.

Ulznorzaluz has control over all flying reptiles, especially dragons. He manifests as a large bronze dragon, armed with 200 small pointed razors in his jaw. He is the patron Demon of Greed and Suffering as Dragons are very greedy creatures, taking and eating Gold. They have terrorized many different races on many different planets.

The Horror of War, ‘War’
The patron Demon of Fear and War. The Horror of War is a member of the 4 horseman, his plain is the smallest, an endless battle between his minions, undead warriors. War’s realm consists of a large battlefield, spanning the width of Europe, and countless stables, where War’s horses are stored. It has a huge Castle floating in the abyss that surrounds the borders of the realm, and in there War lives, watching the battles with boredom, for he has already re-watched thousands of re-enactments.

When War is brought together with his brothers Strife, Tyranny and Destruction, he becomes an all-powerful killing machine, commanding all who are on the battlefield. He and Mars have always been fighting over who controls the battlefield, and the Trojan war, although Aphrodite solidly believes she caused it with Paris and Helen, was actually sparked by an argument between War and Mars.


Strife
The Patron of Sadness and Depression. Strife’s plain of Tartarus is a sad one, resembling the ruins of Pompeii after Vesuvius erupted, leaving only ash covered cities and people preserved in the horrific volcanic dust. Like a nuclear winter, ash also rains down from the sky, constantly coating the ground in the grey power.

When united with his brothers War, Tyranny and Destruction, Strife becomes an all-powerful killing machine, making armies weep with sadness whilst his more violent brothers storm through them with their blades in hand. Although this may make him sound weak, as a horseman of the Apocalypse, it would be unwise to face him.

Tyranny
The patron of Rage and Fury, Tyranny is someone you would not want to mess with. Armed to the teeth and nearly as deadly as War, Tyranny shows off the oppression and anger that many mortals suppress beneath their other emotions. He is the evidence of all the break ups, all the angel at being fired, all of the disappointment from parents and the hatred of neighbors, he fuels the world to hate itself, so as he can become more powerful and one day challenge Kronos.

When combined with his brothers War, Strife and Destruction, Tyranny becomes twice as deadly as he already is, using pure Rage to tear his enemies to shreds.

Destruction
A member of the four horsemen of apocalypse and the Patron of Hatred and Desolation, Destruction is the master of damaging magic and can destroy things by just flicking his wrist towards it. He marvels in seeing destroyed dreams and shattered hopes, as this shows that he has a large presence, on the person, and only proceeds to show that the said person will probably become one of his servants.

When combined with his brothers War, Strife and Tyranny, Destruction hardly changes. He marches into battle wearing his regal clothes, his boney manlike face caught in a stern position as his hand cracks and whips at his enemies before they turn to dust before his eyes.

Zenita (Zen-eat-ah)
The Patron of Lust and Desire, Zenita’s plain of Tartarus is home to those who have sold their bodies to escape poverty, or those who have acted behind their partners back, the place for liars and cheats.

Zenita is the least evil of all of the Demon Lords, therefore her Plain is the first Ra sails through, nowadays she doesn’t bother sending her army out to intercept him, which means that Ra is then free to travel across her Plain.

Zenita is in command of Incubus’s and Succubus’s, dominatrix Demons who like to enslave mortals and keep them as their pets, they are cruel and powerful Demons, some of the mightiest, it is a wonder why the weakest Demon Lord gets to have some of the strongest Demons under her control. In truth, she dominates them and forces them to bend to her will. She often whispers sweet nothings in the ears of Mortals, so as to increase their Lusts and Desires.

Zenita’s realm is known to be an endless purple ocean, churning in the center of it a maelstrom of Lust, consuming all the lost souls that exist in her land. It is called the ‘Sea of Lust’.
Rumor says that Zenita, although a creature of Chaos, prefers the company of those of Order, and has been trying to escape Tartarus for millennia.

Hothian (Hoth-eye-an)
Hothian is the Demonic Prince of Insanity and Balance. He controls the line between Sanity and Insanity, and does so with huge mental power. Hothian doesn’t have a physical form, he manifests as a large swirling tornado of insanity, and it is said that he spews prophecies from his mouth, some true, and some false.

Hothian’s realm, ‘The Madhouse’ can be described as an endless Insane Asylum, filled with insane demons and mortals, all being ‘treated’, by Hothian, which means being consumed slowly by his maddening powers.
The Four Horsemen of apocalypse and Zenita are the only denizens of Tartarus who are not considered to be incoherently evil, but they are simply restrained there because they are creatures of Chaos.
It is believed that before Earth, there were various other planets abundant with life that the Gods and Demons made their home on, however none have been found, though it is possible that their stars would have all died out.
When the Gods came to Earth, they found it was made up of two super-continents, one of them made up of 5 gigantic islands. The Gods settled on the planet and took the most influencial species at the time, the Homosapien, and crafted it into something more, the human beings we are today.

The super-archipelago was named 'Eden', with the other super-continent being named 'Pangaea'. The people of Pangaea, who were still primatives, were denied access to the Gardens and forests of Eden, for they were the lands of the chosen. As the bond between the Gods and Earth was established there was a quick dash for power from Lesser Demons who had broken up through the unprepared crust of Earth, however they were quickly dispatched by the chosen Homosapiens. Eventually, all 4 of the 5 islands had been united under the flag of 'Braiga Odinssen', the first Earthborn demigod. Atlantis, Asgardia, Olympos and Paradiseai had been united and brought together under the rule of the Lotus Empire.

However the land of Svartalfheimr refused to ally themselves with the other 4 neighboring provinces and locked themselves away from all of the Gods bar one, Set, who had yet to be banished to Tartarus. It was here that the darkness Set gave turned the Homosapiens into the Dark Elves.

The Lotus Empire began when Braiga had broken the bond between the demons and humans that plagued the land. He was born a powerful mortal capable of doing things no one could ever imagine. Braiga was under the birth of Odin, and was proud to bear the name as well. When Braiga grew around 13 years of age, he had slain every demon and foul creature to step up to him using his powers that he was blessed with, called the 5 Gates. With this power, he decimated any attempts that even the Demon Lords had to step upon the mortal plains of the Earth. His first great victory came over the Demon Lord, Beelzebub. It wasn’t an easy victory, but was necessary due to how he came upon the mortal lands to wipe out Braiga as well as any other mortal. This defeat signified how powerful mortal beings could become, and gave birth to a new race of human, many knew them as “The Gifted.”

Using his own power, he erected buildings of stone and used life to create his own empire. This was a place where he and “The Gifted” could stay, away from the dangers of the world around them. The Lotus Empire was of peace and tranquility, flowers blooming over old stones that looked as if they were never touched by man, as well as waterfalls and estuaries that had waters as pure as the heavens themselves. Anywhere people walked within this empire, their powers were bolstered 10 times over that of a normal mortal. This indicated that this place had been chosen of Odin, and a blessing upon the servants who served under Odin.

It wasn’t long after that when Braiga fell in love with a gifted woman, Ecia. Together, they bore their firstborn. She was rather strong for a new born. This was an indication that Braiga’s pure blood had flown through her veins, indicating that his traits were passible, as well as she was blessed by Odin. Each 200-300 years later, they bore 6 more children, then after the 7th child was born, 500 years later, Braiga’s mother had an unexpected surprise. She was pregnant with yet another child. Confused by this, Braiga asked Odin what was going on. Odin had implanted her with his as well as Braiga’s seed to give birth to one more. Odin stripped Braiga of his birthright to pass it on to his new coming son, Gabriel. When Gabriel was born, Odin blessed the child as well as the whole empire.

Each of the 8 were born with a sign that signified their type of power. Strength (Bear), Speed (Cheetah), Stealth (Snake), Mind (), Peace (Dolphin), Love (Dove), Hate (Scorpion), and Will (Dragon). Gabrielle, being the youngest was born under the sign of Will. With Will, Gabrielle had more Energy than the rest of his siblings. This was biggest advantage over anyone, but this was the hardest to train. Ever since Gabrielle’s birth, people feared him and respected him for his sheer power of energy. Around 5 years old, Gabrielle carried more energy than any of his siblings put together. This put fear into his fellow siblings, but they loved him and protected him regardless, and helped train to hone his power and skills. There were a few times where his power went out of control and things were absolutely obliterated, but it was all necessary to help him become the strongest he could become. It was also around this time where a new war was to begin. The War of Obliteration was this wars name. It was a war between Demons and the Lotus Empire.

Around 15 years of age, Gabrielle was given his first mission. He was to take out a Dark Elf that had been consuming both Demons and Humans alike. He was presumably strong, but Gabrielle went in with all confidence. He went into a dark forest that reeked of death, and of where apparently a huge battle had taken place. Bodies from Humans and Demons littered the area, as well as blood and other figures that can’t be put into words. This is when he saw him. The elf turned around with blood dripping from his mouth and all down his body. He promised Gabrielle to give him his name if he could defeat him in battle. So the first big battle Gabrielle ever had, ended up in a draw. Both of the characters being of superpower state, the Elf gave Gabrielle his name. He was called Chaaru, and then he vanished. Gabrielle eventually came back to his empire, and his siblings and family had an astonished look upon their face when they found out who Gabrielle had faced. They all said that should have been Gabrielle’s deathbed, but he proved them wrong.

After that, the 8 teamed up against the advancing Demon invasion. Together, the 8 repelled the Demon invasion and pushed it back. Their power and synchronization were unmatched by any foe or ally alike. They were the Sacred 8. Once one of the Demon gods heard of this, he had sent his best warrior, Shacorai into one of the advanced positions upon the lands. Around the age of 18, the 8 approached the powerful Demon. This is where 2 of the siblings met their end and where Gabrielle unlocked his sacred powers. Where his siblings had attained their lotus status’s, Gabrielle advanced into his stages, granting him unimaginable power. It was with this that Gabrielle beat the demon to near death. With a desperation move the demon slashed at Gabrielle while Gabrielle had charged and cut out his eyes with his demonic felblade, Hate. Gabrielle had finished off the demon, but was left unconscious, and the Sacred Lotus of Zuen (Strength) and Galas (Hate) dead, and for some reason the sword Hate was bound to him.

3 days after the victory of the demon, Gabrielle was escorted home to rest and celebrate their victory and mourn their dead. Later on that night, something happened to Gabrielle that no one could explain until it was too late. Gabrielle’s body had awakened out of its unconscious state. As Sovereig (Mind) walked into check on Gabrielle, he looked upon Gabrielle with happiness, until he found out, that Gabrielle wasn’t right. The Demon, Shacorai, had used the last of his energies to seal himself inside of Gabrielle. It was this time, that the possessed Gabrielle battle the Sacred Lotus of Mind, and defeated him fairly quickly. The Demon then used Mind’s body to bring forth other demons that were of great strength and that spawned other demons. From here on out, the Lotus Empire was at war on the inside.

After a few hours later, the possessed Gabrielle met with his sister sibling, Love, and was battled by her. With no surprise she was defeated and almost killed, if it wasn’t for Braiga. Braiga knew what had happened, so he challenged the demon. The demon was almost crushed to, if it wasn’t for the Demon’s trickery. Braiga, the most powerful Human warrior was defeated, and Shacorai had victory over the Lotus Empire. This was when Gabrielles, barely alive sister came in and used a sealing technique on the Demon. This suppressed the demon within the sword known as Hate, as well as his powers, but at the cost of her life. With her last breathes, she told him she loved her little brother and gave him her most sacred possession. He sword known as Love. As he picked up the sword in grief, he found another weapon along the side. It was the sword Hate. Together, these swords were destined to make a bloody path upon history. As the Empire was completely destroyed along with its people, Gabrielle had no choice but to leave, but swearing vengeance upon both the Demons and Gods.

6 weeks of wondering blindly, an old blind hermit decided to take him in. This was where Gabrielle learned to control his powers as well as learn how to fight blind. It took 2 years of training, but Gabrielle eventually learned how to fight blindly, yet he never learned to control the demon. Nor did the Hermit know about the demon within him. One night, the demon had reawakened, only in a weakened state. The Hermit was able to help Gabrielle subdue the Demons powers, but warned Gabrielle that it was only a matter of time where the seal would completely wear off, and the demon would swallow him whole. It was only when Gabrielle was ready, that he could defeat the demon within him. It was only 2 weeks later, that Gabrielle slayed the old man through the demons hate.

Around 20 years later, Gabrielle once again met Chaaru. Chaaru became interested as to how Gabrielle got that sword. Once Gabrielle told him the story, they had a battle of the ages. During this battle, Gabrielle and Chaaru created what is known as the Grand Canyon, and was where they became best friends, for they both had one goal. This goal was vengeance.

After the second attack on Eden by Demonic means, the Lotus Empire regrew slightly, never coming to the same power that it once held, but recovering none the less. After another 1000 years of prosperity, the union was back on track, with it now being led by a republic made up of several different political parties who vied for seats at the government. Tribute to the Gods was still paid, yet everyone had grown used to the black haze across the land where Svartalfheimr lingered.

One fateful day, the haze lifted, with an army of Dark Elves looking down upon the Lotus Empire. Svartalfheimr being the largest of the countries was able to quickly sweep across the lands and as they slowly eradicated the Lotus Empire, the Gods began to destroy the land of Eden, stopping the corruption of Darkness that the Dark Elves spread. Many of the Dark Elves were said to go into Arcane hiding and join the stars in space, others say their rage formed constellations and froze stars. Atlantis was sunk, Asgard obliterated; the Gardens were all but annihilated, with only 2 humans being sent to Pangaea, which was now breaking up due to the stress on the planet from Set's darkness.

Realising that he had no place in a universe of light, Odin and Ra worked together to banish the Lord of Darkness, with his corrupting power being halted, yet having already taken an hour of the day and giving Darkness an equal standing. 12 hours of light, 12 hours of darkness.

Meanwhile, the two survivors, Adam and Eve were sent to the primitive Homosapiens to guide them so as one day they could ascend as the people of Eden had. However, the people of Pangaea did not understand, and as the world split, some forgot the names of some Gods, and some changed them to suit their own power hungry needs. The Gods grew largely quiet, other than in prominent areas such as Greece or Egypt, where they held their spats and arguments.

Interest was widely lost on Earth until the great invasion of Rome. At the peak of it's existence, Rome was attacked by Kronos, with a full force of Demons that crashed over the civilisation. Putting the world before themselves, they sacrificed their Empire to hold back the tide of the Demons. As there was a lack of Godly intervention, it was after this point that a large amount of the Gods ceased to be worshiped, and soon after that, they were all unworshipped. It was time to find a new home, and they found it in Eternum.Korzan (Core-zhan)
Born in the city of Branjaskr in the Cold Wastes, which were currently under Imperium control, he was immediately told of his heritage, the demi-god child of Odin, lord of creation. This made him very powerful and Korzan was a natural warrior and speaker. Korzan was once a pirate, openly rebelling against the forces of the Imperium out in the sea. He fought for a free South and using abilities given to him by his godly blood, Korzan brought together the warring tribes of the Arcturian people and named them ‘The Nordic people of the South’ or as they are now known to the other races as ‘Nords’. Korzan also used his abilities to command his people to build a stone army, which he then used his gift of life giving to bring them to temporary life, and the soldiers proved successful on the purge of Branjaskr of Imperium presence. The Nord’s winning the battle with next to no casualties.

When the Imperium were forced out of the South, Korzan was crowned High King of the Nords and he set about creating defenses on the coasts to try and stop any counter attacks from any Imperium troops, but none came in the first 6 months other than a few scouting ships that were mostly destroyed. After the first 5 years of peace, the Imperium began to mount serious attacks against the Southern Wastes and the Nords, sending fleets of battleships across full of troops. Now without his stone army, Korzan had to rely on the flesh and sinew that the Nord’s owned. This proved to be enough as the Imperium were pushed off of any land that they had taking control of in their short lived campaign. However, each battle seemed to be bigger and last longer through the next 15 years and the Imperium never seemed to run out of troops to attack the Wastes. Things were growing dire.

It was in the last year of his rein that Korzan was killed by an Imperium assassin sent by their emperor. No one saw him, but his spilt blood enraged the God Odin, who’s creation magic poured into the very soul of the planet and empowered the dreams, emotions and already existing magic.

Emperor Galen Hipacretis Claudius of Emor (Gay-lin Hip-ah-crit-ese)
The Emperor of the Imperium and all the lands under its control. The loss of the Southern Wastes was a sharp sting to the ego of the Emperor and after a while of long secretive scouting he started launching attacks against the Nords. However his impatience got to him and he ordered an unknown Demi-god, whose father was Nemesis, God of Equality and Revenge, to assassinate him. The plot went perfectly and the assassin was never found, however, Odin told the rest of the Nords of the incoming attack from the Nords, giving the Nords a head start at preparing their defenses against the giant Imperium war machine.

The emperor looks like a short a fat man wearing a clean white toga. His horse, Blazefoot is the fastest in the kingdom apparently.
Admiral Alexander Wilhelm Ryan (Alexander Will-hell-m Ryan)
The Admiral of the Earthborn fleets and the ambassador for all of Earth’s political superpowers on Eternum. Most of his fleet has returned to other colonies, and only a small presence of the Earthborn, and the companies are left on the planet. The Admiral is always seen wearing his Navy outfit and a traditional 21st century naval hat that would have belonged to a lower class sailor, for some reason he likes sporting this clothing, although all of it is reinforced with Titanium stitching for maximum lightweight protecting, a sword would have a hard job of penetrating the Linen stitching. His hair is graying and the wrinkle lines on his face continue to grow profusely, making him look older as the years go on, but he still commands his troops with a fury that has not been matched by another leader in an age.

The Board
The leaders of the prominent company that makes its presence in the Imperium. They have their own personal army made up of 10,000 heavily armed mercenaries and privately trained soldiers.

Legate Augustus Septim (August-us Sep-tem)
Leader of the reborn Roman forces on Eternum. He wields a traditional Roman Gladius; however as a gift from his father Neptune it has the ability to turn into anything water related, or summon anything that hails from Neptune’s kingdom. The Legate, being a demi-god also has powers, such as summoning torrents of water, speaking to horses and commanding sea animals. He is an excellent fighter and an even better leader, a true terror on the battlefield. He currently resides in Namor.

Hercules (Her-cule-ease)
The fabled hero of legend, son of Zeus and the greatest demigod of Ancient Greek stories, returned to life by Odin. He wields a sword and shield given to him by his father, he also leads the ragtag army of Greeks; Spartans, Athenians and other members of Greek society, at least 5000 of them; to create a habitable area for them, and conquer whatever land they can. He currently resides in Hercine, in a town that they have taken from Hercinian control, where the reborn Greek army await and prepare for a push onto another town. Hercules has powers such as being able to shoot lightning bolts at enemies, and the ability to travel through them. He is also immune to electrical damage, so no electrical or Plasma weaponry may harm him.

King Vagrund the Great (King Var-Gar-Und the Great)
The poster King of the Dwarves and the upholder of their tradition to have a Monarch, he is nothing more than a puppet king to the Emperor, and ensures that Namorian allegiance stays strong, making sure that no battles occur or making sure that rebellions are quelled before they can take off. He is described as stocky 5’2 Dwarf with a long draping Ginger beard that is braided beautifully by Dwarvish handmaidens. He is loyal to the Empire as he was adopted by the old Emperor at a young age, being trained to wield an Imperial sword and shield at a young age. It was this talent that gained him the respect from the Dwarves, as he bested all of their gladiators in the Dwarven coliseum, before challenging the old King and slaying him, taking his crown and commanding his army’s with power and authority.

Governor Boar Skull
The leader of Imperial presence in Combrogia, he resides in the capital city of the druidic lands, a master of druidic magic and the most respected man in Combrogia who isn’t of Combrogi blood. He was born a slave in the Nordic South when he was a young child, put into the Gladiator rings in Dun Moriga at a young age. He bested most young warriors with quick wits, never killing his enemy, but always managing to maim them temporarily, saving his skin. He showed magical promise and was sent to the Mages Tower in Namor, where he quickly became a very powerful druid, mastering the Boar transformation, his spirit animal, with ease. Boar Skull was contacted after many years after his training at the Mages Tower by the Emperor and was enlisted to become Governor of the lands of Combrogia, he has resided there since.

Achilles is the prized warrior of the Greek forces, brought back to life and an escapee from the Realm of War, Achilles fights with a tenacity that is seen in no other warriors, almost killing Decius Marcius had it not been for almost Divine Intervention. He fights with a sword and a Shield and does so adeptly. His Curse leaves him invulnerable to all attacks but on his ankle, yet even without the curse he would still be the second greatest warrior to ever live.

Zhegnra stands at over 9 foot tall and is covered in bright orange, rough skin. His skin tone and height are the only things unique about this Crocolyke, and due to his intelligence and combat prowess, he has risen to become the Alpha male of the Crocolyke people. He commands the Crocolykes who journey with Decius Marcius and has aided the expedition more than once.

The Namorians (Nah-more-e-ans)
Namorians tend to share a skin tone alike to that of the Italian people of Earth. They usually have deeply tanned skin that complements their usual brown eyes and hair nicely. Most Namorians always carry a weapon with them, but only legionnaires carry proper weaponry like swords and shields, and they do so with swordplay not seen since ancient Roman times. They are a rich and ancient race and they believe that they are the God’s chosen and the Emperor is Mars’ prophet. Namorian military prefer to equip Roman-like armor, which is a mix between leather, Iron and Chainmail. The main difference between the Roman Empire and the Namorian is the poster color of their society and military community. Whereas Roman forces wear Red, Namorian forces wear dark Indigo cloth. The Namorians worship all of the original Gods, but their patron God, like the Romans, is Mars, God of War, and he receives the largest temples and the best offerings from the Namorian people.

Namor garrison

1st Legio Imperator
2nd Legio Valoria
3rd Legio Invictus
9th Legio Combrogia (rebuilding)

Hercine garrison (tribune Castus of the 5th working as temporary governor)

5th Legio Hercina (2 cohorts battle-worthy)
7th Legio Rapax (4 cohorts battle-worthy)
18th Legio Fulminata (1 demi-cohort)
Hercinian militia (approx 2 cohorts)

Dun Moriga garrison

6th Legio Ferrata (5 cohorts)
10th Legio Moriga (heavy casualties)
Dwarven army (heavy casualties)

Combrogia garrison

Druada army (unknown strength)

Afragia garrison

6th Legio Ferrata (5 cohorts)
Afragian royal army (approx 1 legion)

Eastern Task Force

18th Legio Fulminata (8 cohorts, 9 dwarven cannons)
9th Legio Combrogia (3 cohorts)
Legate Septim’s Roman army (4 legions)
Hercules’ Greek army (approx 1 legion)
Crocolyke auxiliaries (approx 1 legion)

Southern Invasion Force

4th Legio Victrix
8th Legio Liberatrix
11th Legio Martis (Praetor Maximus’ legion)
12th Legio Minerva
13th Legio Felix
14th Legio Solar
16th Legio Nemesis
17th Legio Afragia
19th Legio Venator
20th Legio Aquila
21st Legio Debellator (newly raised)
22nd Legio Accipiter (newly raised)
23rd Legio Fidelis (newly raised)
24th Legio Durus (newly raised)
25th Legio Preliator (newly raised)

Defunct

15th Legio Susceptor (disbanded due to lost eagle in Zamibia campaign)

First Squadron

Primigenia
Fortuna
Fretensa
Veneta
Concordia
Victoria (fleet flagship)
Immaculata
Aventa
Salamina
Galaxia

Second Squadron

Vilysia
Etheria
Mercuria
Umbra
Galactica
Pacifica
Ultima
Tempesta
Imperia (flagship)
Valoria

Third Squadron

Vindicta
Malivola
Phasma
Tremonia
Eterna (flagship)
Infensa
Devora
Malora
Falcata
Discordia

Fourth Squadron

Celestia
Maledicta (flagship)
Inexcussa
Clara
Resplendia
Scintilla
Magnia
Invidia
Letalia
Fera

Vanguard

Aegia
Veneranda
Iapeta
Illustria
Invicta (flagship)

Scouting Units

Vigila
Numenia
Meteora
Delphina
Indomita
Draccona
Vindica
Ulcisca

The Nords
The Nords are the people of The Southern Wastes, they are a proud and powerful race of people who never back down from a fight, as honor is one of the main staples of their community, if you have no honor then the other warriors will not respect or aid you in battle. They are used to cold temperature of the Wastes and due to the lack of the sun for half of the year they have a very light, almost albino complexion, with brilliant blonde or chocolate brown hair and blue eyes. The Nords usually scale from a height of 5-7 foot in men, and 5-5’11 in women. They tend to favor using battle axes and halberds as their weapons, but like most races, they will use other weaponry also. Their patron God is Odin.

The Dwarves
The Dwarves are the underground dwelling people of Dun Moriga. They are at an average height of 4 foot, the tallest recorded dwarf being Five foot 4. They tend to take a shine to battle axes and Chain-maces and they are the greatest engineers and blacksmiths on all of Eternum. The Dwarves follow a caste, the homeless caste live in the Slums of Shactili, above surface; The Working class can live anywhere, but are primarily found in the Pride District of each of their cities, as there are 7 different major cities in Dun Moriga, with hundreds of towns underground; The Higher Class and Royal Class live in the Proud-mane Quarters in the city of Ech Ziladar, under the highest peak of the mountain plains. Unlike most mythological perceptions of the Dwarves, they aren’t a greedy race, although they do enjoy digging for jewels and riches. They live with what they can and the rest they give to Vulcan. They use jewels and gemstones to create strong armor for their nobility. They are also the only race on Eternum to practice Gladiatorial combat other than the Romans, and their Gladiators are drilled to be warriors from birth. Any race could be a Gladiator, but most are slaves forced into the occupation. Their patron God is Vulcan.

The Combrogi (Comm-brog-e)
The Combrogi stand at 6 foot 5 almost always, as they are a proud and very warlike race. The tallest recorded Combrogi stood at 9 foot, Zendar the great. They tend to carry two handed weapons and are skilled in all medieval combat-like weaponry. They are usually extremely muscular due to carrying around such heavy weights and they have patterned beards to show how old they are. To cut your beard off is to break the rules of the tribe, which could mean exile or death. The Combrogi were conquered by the Namor after a 40 year war, in which the Namor occupied most of Combrogia, and the Combrogi tribes fought back. The utter power of the Namor eventually broke Combrogi spirit, and like all other races, they decided to surrender to avoid destruction at the hands of the superior Empire. Their patron God is Mars, but in a different persona, this alter-ego of Mars is preferred to be known as ‘Ares’ and is a more violent and less civilized version of the God.

The Afragi(Ah-frag-e-ans)
The Afragians are a mysterious group of people, mixing with the Dwarves and clinging to the cooler Edges of the Afragian desert, which borders on the region of Dun Moriga. Due to the deadly heat of their home plain they decided to dig underground to create space for their people in the superheated summers. When they dug underground they stumbled upon the ruins of a once Great Dwarven city. Seeing the opportunity, the Afragians built in the city and renovated it, giving the ancient Dwarven stonework an Afragian touch. This city soon became the capital of Afragia, being named ‘Tu Zenita Duksal’ or ‘The Whispering Stones’ in English. More Afragian colonies were built underground, and soon the Afragian desert was lying atop of a series of catacombs and underground towns. The Afragians still mainly resided above ground however, but only on the edges of the desert where it was cool enough to farm to make a living. When the Dwarves found the Afragians, there was no conflict, only friendship, as the Dwarves were impressed at how a primarily ground dwelling species could work stone so well. This friendship caused many trade routes and Dwarven Governors in Afragia. The Afragians are currently Governed by an Afragian senate, answering directly to the Emperor his self. Their Patron God is Ra.

The Hercinians (her-scene-e-ans)
The Hercinians are split into two primary races that occupy the land. However, the Hercini, the dominant race of Hercine, have decided to simply incorporate the other, enslaved race into their race, much to the approval of the Emperor.

The poverty stricken Crocolykes. Crocodile men hailing originally from desert Oasis’s in the Afragian desert, but thought to have relocated to Hercine in prehistoric ages, they are oppressed by their Cat like neighbors in Hercine, the Hercini. Crocolykes are severely ridiculed in public and usually live in Slums in Hercinian cities. They have 2 sub species, the Lizard men, who can appear to mix in with the area they are standing in front of, as their skin lacks pigment, or the Basilisks, who have a deadly bite and usually secrete venom to place as traps. The Basilisk Crocolykes are typically found living nomadic and prehistoric lifestyles in the few un-spoilt regions of Hercine however. Most of the Crocolykes are the main species however, with builds the same as men, but instead of skin they own rough, leathery and hard scales, ranging from muddy brown colored to Dark green. Their eyes are lizard like and their heads are mirrors of salt water crocodiles. They are used as slaves or cheap military work, and can grow up to 7 foot tall. The Crocolykes make up most of the Hercinian army, although the army is mostly made of slaves.

The Hercini are a race of Cat people. The original settlers of Hercine, they command a small army but a large and greedy bank system, banking for the entire Namorian Empire. In a short time of settling Hercine they decided to enslave the Crocolykes, who had arrived before them. This slavery allowed the Hercini to greatly increase their resource production and wealth, and it has continued this way since.

The Hercinians are currently faced with the threat of a large Greek army at their doorstep, and have already lost one of their large mining villages. They have requested Imperial support but it is unknown if it is going to be answered. Their patron God is Pluto, the weaker twin of Hades and the God of Jewels and Gemstones.

Zamibians
Zamibia is populated by thousands of tribes of Crocolykes, all managed to escape from Hercine and hide in the forests of Zamibia. Not much is known about the place other than it is extremely dangerous to travel through there unarmed.

The Werewolves
A race new to Eternum and the rest of the Galaxy, the disciples of Lupinus, Werewolves. Men and Women who are infected with Lycanthropy, an incurable disease created by Odin’s magic working with the imagination of those on the planet, has infected 16 individuals, turning them into shape-shifting people. A werewolf can be a variety of race, there is even a Crocolyke Lycan. They appear as normal humans with large canine teeth and long hair, sometimes braided or simply hanging low. When infected they seem to show large muscle growth and their metabolism slows down, making them age slowly. It is unknown whether the virus turns the host invincible, but it turns them into very tenacious warriors. Their skin becomes as hard as metal and only silver weaponry may pierce through their bodies to kill them. Werewolves change involuntarily however on a full moon and when they do they do not stop until they have feasted and gorged themselves on all of the living animals around them, human or not. Their patron God is Lupinus.

The Vampires
Unlucky citizens of Eternum who have been infected with Vampirism, the other virus created by the outburst of magic caused by Odin, have become blood sucking Vampires, the disciples of Attaxia. Vampires have been given rock hard snow white skin. Their lips have become blood red, as have their eyes and hair. Their physique hasn’t changed, but their muscles have strengthened, making them extremely strong and fast, making them deadly. Unlike the Werewolves, they have decided to take up residence in castle ruins in Dun Moriga and Combrogia, as these lands seem to please them, however, 3 of the few who have been infected have decided to take a journey to the Southern Wastes, to spread Attaxia’s blessing to all. It is unknown whether Vampirism makes Vampires invincible, but if a vampire is caught in sunlight or solar lamps, they could be burnt to a cinder within minutes, silver is also a deadly weapon to them. Their patron God is Attaxia.

The Romans
The resurrected Roman people on Eternum consist of ¾ of all of their armies and 100 governors and Plebs to do their dirty work. Under the control of the General, the Romans wait in the forests of Namor, watching closely as who they think are ‘The Blue robed pretenders’ swagger about as if they have not a care in the world. The Namorians would be in for a surprise, as they would eventually have to feel the full fury of the Roman Empire. Their Patron God is Mars.

The Greeks
The Ancient City-state members of Greece, the Spartans, Athenians, Olympians and others, have been resurrected along with other members of earthen history. The Greeks are led by the hero Hercules, and their ranks are continuously built up by new Greeks, as they wade out of the exits of the Underworld, floating through gaps left open by Thanatos, who had gone missing. The Greek people are usually armed with Swords, Spears and other bladed weaponry; it is rare to see a Greek warrior with a blunt weapon. Greek armor varies due to their home city state. Their patron God is Zeus.

The Egyptians
The Ancient Egyptians are making a return in the center of the Afragi desert. The selection for a new pharaoh has not happened, but members of the Royal Egyptian family are already preparing for the selection, trying to impress the people so as they are chosen. Due to their time in the Underworld, the Egyptians have realized what Gods they worshipped are real, and what aren’t, and have collected their religions as such. A new pyramid, the centerpiece as what is hoped to be a new Empire, is already being prepared, whilst warriors are rebuilding blades and armors, to march on the Afragians and claim some land for Egypt. Their patron God is Ra.

The Germanic Tribes, Celts and Vikings of Earth
The European people of Earth, the Celts Vikings and Germanic tribes before their defeat at Roman hands, have also been resurrected. They are made up of people from Northern Europe, Germany, the British Isle’s and France.

The Germanic tribes are a tribal group of men. Those from the isle of Britain use tactics such as running at their enemy carrying a broadsword 2 inches taller than themselves. They would usually wear blue body paint and run at their enemy screaming; although this is not ideally protective, it does succeed in terrifying the enemy. Those from Germany and Northern Europe would be more well armored, but less fearless, and would carefully plan when to attack their enemies.

The Vikings are similar to the barbaric Europeans, but they tend to grow large beards and grow to huge sizes, and their bloodlust is unmatchable, it even surpasses the Combrogi.
Their patron Gods are Odin and Thor.

Broodmothers
Broodmothers are particularly calm and hypnotic with their words of subtlety. They rarely ever venture out into the light and mostly hunt large mammals. When a Broodmother hunts, they can spin webs, each carrying its own special ability depending on the Broodmother swarms. Nerubians are a very powerful race of Broodmothers though, for they can call upon dark magics to vanquish unwanted intruders. They also nest a home of children by the thousands.

The Broodmothers physical aspects include them being as beautiful as any woman you will ever see. They appear as any other human being would, except their skin would be a grey tint and have markings along their face. Depending on what tribe they were from, their markings will vary in both color and shape. They wear fairly skimpy clothing due to their seductive ways. They use seduction to entice men into their lair, mating with them and furthering the growth of their species.

A common misconception spread by the Dwarves is that the Broodmothers are man-eaters and nothing more than giant spiders, however they are actually extremely intelligent and capable of integrating into Imperial society. However they prefer to stay within their own territory and do not often become involved with the matters of Eternum.

Nerubians



Earthborn
The people of Earth. The year is currently 3997 in Earth years and the planet is in a Golden age of peace. There is no energy crisis, as all needed fossils fuels are exported in from other colonies and mining corporations. The world is run by the IAEA, the International Association of Earthen Affairs, a combination of all of the Worlds government’s rolled into one. They cast vote and then the most important people on the planet. The Emperor of China, the British Royal Family, the President of America and others finalize the decision to go through with the plan.

The Earthborn have lightspeed technology and plasma weaponry. Most of their military power fires electrical plasma, which sons of Zeus, such as Hercules, are immune to. The other problem with these weapons is that when they destroy monsters, they cause them to regenerate quicker, due to the power that is being surged through the magical creatures, which is why the choice is being made to revert to swords and ancient 21st century guns.

The Earthborn have shielding technology on their ships and whole armada’s of mini airships can be scrambled and controlled on a single monitor screen, which is why the Nord’s require the aid of the Sky Gods.
The Seplengais (The Sep-lenk-us)
Tree people, the spirits of dead druids that have inhabited the trees in order to maintain the growth of the forest, like Ent yet they range in size.
The Eldrani (The El-Drain-eye)
The only Elven species on Eternum, they are also protectors of the forest and follow the will of Eternum (The God) and Odin. Their are governed by the most ancient Seplengais, Irontusk, Wilderleaf and Shatterbark, all past sons of Odin. Instead of having single spiked ears, they have a star shaped spiked pattern that outstretches from the tip of their ears..

They Eldrani are greatly skilled with a bow and can turn a wooden weapon into one that cuts twice as well as steel.
The Cicerin (Chi-cha-rin)
A worker druid species. They were originally just a sentient species of bee, but on great request to the Seplengais, they were taught the druidic ways. They supply the druidic creatures with food in the form of honey, odd vegetables that grow around their hives and the occasional animal that they kill.
Ancient Britain
In a rather strange turn of events, a large amount of past members of Britain's forces seem to have been revived and brought into Eternum. This includes but is not limited to: World War 1 forces; World War 2 forces; Redcoats; Crusades forces; World War 1 and 2 Navy; World War 1 and 2 Airpower

Name: Varro Salvius
Born: 3965 AD
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: The Imperium
Parents: N/A
Weapon of Choice: Cavalry Spatha
Other: N/A

Name: ----
Born: 156 AD
Died: 199 AD
Place of Birth: Jiuyuan, Wuyuan County
Parents: Unknown Mother, War
Weapon of Choice: Halberd
Other: Could be considered a Demi-God

Name: Achilles
Born: Approximately 1200 BC
Died: 1184 BC
Place of Birth: Greece
Parents: Thetis (A Nymph), Peleus (Mortal)
Weapon of Choice: Spear and Crescent Shield
Other: Due to being dipped in the River Styx, his strength and speed were increased dramatically, he is also tenacious and very difficult to strike, he may only be slain by persistent damage to his left heel.

When fighting the ranked one warrior, he was constantly defeated even when tainted by the gift of the Styx.

Name: The Champion of Hades
Born: 3966 AD
Died: 3997 AD
Place of Birth: The City of Emor
Parents: Merdius Dominus (Father), Alexandre Crastus (Mother)
Weapon of Choice: A weapon of the underworld in the form of a Namorian Gladus; a spear and a Shield showing the crest of the Plutus Maximus Legion who he commands.

Name: Korzan Odinssen
Born: 3954 AD
Died: 3997 AD
Place of Birth: Branjaskr, Capital of The Free South
Parents: Odin, Olga the Brave (Now deceased High Queen of the South)
Weapon of Choice: A Glaive forged by Hephaestus himself

Name: Gabriel ‘The Immortal White Lotus’
Born: 4758 BC
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: The Gardens of Eden, Eden
Parents: Braiga Odinssen, Unknown Mother
Weapon of Choice: Demon imbued-Sword ‘Hate’ and normal Sword ‘Love’
Other: A member of ‘The Eight’ and 'The Feared Five'. Other than himself and Chaaru, the rest lie in Wars kingdom, being repeatedly slain by his son.

Name: Decius Marcius
Born: 3958
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: Emor, Namor Province
Parents: Galius Marcius (Father), Aulia Marcius (Was Octavius) (Mother)
Weapon of Choice: Gladius and Shield

Name: Chaaru the Devourer
Born: ???
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: Svartalfheimr, Eden
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: Gluttony, the demon-imbued blade.
Other: One of ‘The Feared Five’. Other than himself and Gabriel, the other 6 lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time

Name: Anne-Maria Felicia Yukahama von Bayern
Born: 3973
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: Bavaria, Germany
Parents: Unnamed family of Nobility
Weapon of Choice: XH010 or ceremonial Katana.

Name: Augustus Septim
Born: 36 AD
Died: 14 BC
Place of Birth: Ostia, the Roman Empire
Parents: Neptune (Father) and Clavius Septim (Mother)
Weapon of Choice: Gladius gifted from his father.

Name: Hercules
Born: 3989 BC
Died: N/A
Place of Birth: Greece
Parents: Zeus (Father) and Alcmene (Mother)
Weapon of Choice: Spear
Other: Hercules never died, due to him drinking the milk of the Goddess Hera, he was simply banished from the world of the living, Thanatos going missing has allowed him and his Greek brothers to return to the world of the living.

Name: Governor Boar Skull
Born: 3963
Died: 3997
Place of Birth: Combrogina, Combrogia
Parents: Unknown, he was born into slavery
Weapon of Choice: Staff and Organic fist weaponry

Name: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh
Born: 264 BC
Died: 168 BC
Place of Birth: Greece
Parents: Unnamed Parents
Weapon of Choice: Sword and Shield
Other: N/A

Name: Syphian Drexa
Born: 1352 BC
Died: 1373 BC
Place of Birth: Greece
Parents: Unnamed Father, Nike Goddess of Victory
Weapon of Choice: The Spear of Victory
Other: N/A

Name: Cicera the Jester
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Somewhere on Earth
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: Ridicule, the demon-imbued Bow
Other: *One of ‘The Feared Five.’ He and 3 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.

Name: Aliara the Crimson Reaper
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: Aliara had the dual demon infused 3 sickled scythes named Sonne and Mond.
Other: One of ‘The Fearsome Five.’ She and 3 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.

Name: Luna
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Somewhere on Earth
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: An ordinary crescent ring blade.
Other: One of ‘The Eight.’ She and 5 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.


Name: Fate
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: An ordinary sword named Love.
Other: One of ‘The Eight.’ She and 5 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.


Name: Miniacros
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: His Mind.
Other: One of ‘The Eight.’ He and 5 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.

Name: Sovereign
Born: Unknown
Died: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Parents: Unknown
Weapon of Choice: His mind.
Other: One of ‘The Eight.’ He and 5 of the other members lie in War’s realm, being constantly slain by the greatest warrior of all time.

Cyclops
The Race of Monsters called Cyclops are rather prominent in a world blessed by the Gods, the Elder Cyclops being created by Neptune for use in armies and forgeries. They normally scale at a height of 8 foot, with three fingers and toes on each hand and foot and one huge eye, the colour ranging from bright emerald green to complete black. They tend to use blunt weapons such as clubs instead of swords, even though they forge them.


Pegasi
A Pegasi, or Pegasus is a horse creature with a pair of bird wings on their flanks. This enables them to fly. As Neptune created Horses from the waves of the sea, sons of Neptune are able to talk to Pegasi, just as they are able to talk to any other Equine. Pegasi can also come in different forms.

Whilst always having the head and body of a Horse, there are subspecies of Pegasi known to have dolphin tails and gills, they are used as transport across large areas of Water. Then there are Anequines, evil Monsters who have the upper body of a Horse but the lower body of a black widow Spider, they spew acid web from their mouths and their extremely sharp teeth help to rend flesh from the unsuspecting victim.

Orcs
Created by the release of radiation from Odin, Orcs have been created. Not being very civilized, they are classified as monsters. They are barbaric and huge men with bright green to dark brown skin. They have two huge tusks sticking out of the bottom of their teeth and their hair is usually in dreadlocks. The Orcish women are just as powerful as some human men.These aren't the only monsters, but they are the only sighted ones, there will be many more.

Dragons do not class as Monsters for they are demons.Name:

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This is just about everything that is important and everything that I have written for the Roleplay.
I'm sorry if it's a lot to read but I felt that the more detail I put into it the more the World I'm trying to create stands out above the other Roleplay worlds that are created.


1. Korzan bro', where'd you get this idea?
Answer: I'd been thinking about creating a Roleplay to explain my accounts namesake for quite some time now, and I'd also been toying with the idea of mixing up all of the Gods from all different religions. I'm also a science fiction nut so I thought if I tie the two together it could make something special.

2. DoK, are you having a limit on the amount of players?
Answer: Nope, I'd rather the Roleplay have lots of players as there are lots of oppurtunities, in reality, the roleplay is a freeroam game, if you wanted to you wouldn't actually have to be part of the two parties heading to their destinations, or even part of the war effort, but that's where all the action would come and I guess I'd spend most of my time advertising the appeal of joining the parties.

3. What are the limitations of magic?
Answer: Magic can be used to create light, illusions, elemental attacks and it can also be used to defy forces such as gravity. There are few types of magic that cannot be tapped into by normal Wizards and Mages such as Sun Magic and Life Magic, but the basic principles of Water, Fire and Wind Magic are there to be studied. However, anyone who has studied at the Mages Guild may only learn one of those magics and it works ina triangle. Water mages are more powerful against Fire, but Fire is powerful against Wind, but Wind is more powerful against Water.

4. Do Demigods control magic better than normal mages?
Answer: Demigods, not only gifted with their own type of magic that is personal to them and their Demigod kin, those training the art of magic may also learn another magical skill, and if it links to their God's power (EG: a son of Neptune learning Water magic) then they could become a force to be reckoned with.

5. Are Demigods immortal and can you be the demigod of two Gods?

Answer: Demigods are not immortal, they just have many godlike powers.
You also cannot be the demigod of two Gods, you must be half human to be a Demigod.

6. Korzan if I pester you enough will you put this thing in the Roleplay?

Answer: I will only put something in the Roleplay if I find it suits the game and the Lore of the World.

7. Can my character kill a God?

Answer: Gods are superhuman beings that can kill humans in the blink of an eye. Only a truly formidable Demigod or a very gifted Mage would have a chance against any God, but Gods cannot die, they are simply banished to Tartarus until they are able to escape and return to their throne. When a God is banished great times of depression occur. (EG: The World Wars on Earth)

8. Korzan what happens when my Character dies?

Answer: If your character does die due to Roleplaying circumstances and you want to continue playing, you could create a new character and jump into the story as long as you have a legitimate reason as to where they have come from. If your character is a Demigod however the story changes. As Demigods are half God, they join Ra when he goes into the 12 kingdoms of the Demons, where they battle the Demon Lords and their armies and are tempted into stepping onto the lands of the Lords and being reincarnated into a lesser Demon. A Demigod who does not get off at a point in Tartarus but also does not get off to the underworld, but protects Ra, may be given a second chance at life for his sacrifice to the King of Gods.

Name: Gabriel The Immortal White Lotus (the immortal part is just a name.)

Age: 3,212 (apears 21)

Race: Deity Human.

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Odin but his Earth born father was Braiga

Personality: Gabriel comes off as very cold. Mainly because the gods “betrayed” him when all that he knew was destroyed, including his earthly father Braiga. He is tolerant of people, but has a major trust issue.

Background: Being the last decendant of the lotus tribe, life hasn't been easy for him. A long time ago on Earth, around the beginning of the B.C. era, Gabriel was born. Odin, also the father of Braiga, Gabriels father, loved Gabriel so much that he gave the birth rights to Gabriel. Gabriel was the youngest of his siblings and also the weakest. In time, Gabriels powers grew stronger every day. He eventually grew strong enough to fight with his siblings against the demonic forces that threatened Earth and the empire.

When Gabriel was old enough to fight, the 8 banded together and turned the fate of the Empire completely around. Their battle tactics golden and their power unmatched, the where able to push back and attack the very demons. One day however, Destruction created a powerful demon named Shacorai. Shacorai threatened the peace of the empire, so the 8 where summoned to kill this demon. The demon not only killed 2 of the siblings, but also blinded Gabriel with a slash from his powerful sword, Hate. The thing to this however, is that when that happened, Gabriel used all of his power to put the demon down. With Gabriel unconscious, the 5 and Gabriel went back home to celebrate their victory.

2 days later after celebrating, something terrible happened. The soul of the demon Shacorai has somehow combined himself with the soul of Gabriel and began to unleash havoc from within the Empire capital. It spawned many demons and allowed Destruction to finally take down the very empire that stopped him before. With the final battle being against Gabriels father being killed, Gabriels sister came from behind the demon possessed Gabriel and sealed the demons power away inside of him by giving her life doing so. With her last words of love, she bestowed upon him her greatest weapon, Love. His empire shattered, loved ones lost, and blind, Gabriel had no where to go.

Then a powerful blind monk found Gabriel, and began to train him. It took years to learn to fight without his sight, but he became very strong. Then again, all hope was taken from him when a gang of warriors banded together to kill his master. This time, Gabriel was alone, but not defenseless. Slowly, day by day he grew his strength, his senses, and his cold heart.

Gabriel’s story is that of horror, survival, and bloodshed. Things in life were never easy. Every day for Gabriel, since he was really little, he had always had to train to be better than any warrior, mage, or anything standing in his path. In his father’s eyes, he always had the potential of being the strongest of the Lotus born, but could never tap into his true potential. It wasn’t until the death of all that he loved, his eye sight taken from him, and the possession of a demon that made him strive the the strength that he needed.

He took upon being a mercenary, learning how to fight blind, which was the hardest thing that a warrior needed to learn. Gabriels, being resilient and remaining strong learned this though, and has now become one of the most powerful warriors. He uses this in the mercenary work he does. Anytime he comes to hear of a bounty, he always collects his reward. No one knows his name or where he comes from. They all say beware of the one with a white mask and cloak, and to never become the next target.

After over 3 thousand years, Gabriel finally made it to the planes of where Destruction ruled. The most amazing circumstance was that he never died to enter the realm. He was able to find a warlock with great powers to unleash the portal between the mortal and demonic worlds. With hate filling his heart, he took the battle to his legion. Slaughtering demon after demon, Destruction finally showed his face to Gabriel. Refusing to fight Gabriel in combat, Destruction locked him down with his binding spells, and had sent Gabriel to Eternum. Destruction, mocking Gabriel, now has a passionate hate towards him.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Middle ages. Mercenary.

Faction (Southern Wastes or Namorean Empire or Other): Other

Loves (Three things): Fighting, honesty, and nature.

Hates (Three things): The gods, unworldly forces, and the demons (particularly destruction)

Description of Weaponry and Armour (May only have 2 weapons on his persons, only one may be magical.): He has 2 swords named Love and Hate. Though Love carries no magical properties, hate carries a major power. It also is spiritually attach to Gabriel, unable to sever it from him permanently.



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Gabriel stand around 6ft and weighs around 180 lbs. His hair is blonde while his eyes share no color, until he begins to go into is Sacred Gate, in which then the radiate a red color as well as his aura.

He also wears a mask to conceal his face. The mask has no eyes or mouth, and sets perfectly on his face without any straps.

His eyes carry scars across them from where the felblade cut them. His body has many scars along it but will illuminate his scars when he is advancing into his Sacred Gates.

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Gabrielle achieves this state at the 5 Lotus Gate.

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Hate: This sword, being bound to him, bestows upon the essense of Shacorai. Shacorai was once a terrible demon who one day possessed Gabriel, and single handily destroyed the Lotus Empire from the inside out. This sword holds a power of it’s own that grants him the darkness decent’s ability and as well as harness’s Gabriels hate, making him slip into the clenches of Shacorai if he gets too out of control.

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Love: The sword that carries no magical properties. This sword was given to him with his sisters dying words and her ultimate sacrifice to the brother she loved so much.
Name: Tsen Tsaven(Will update this when she is named or names herself)

Age: 1 day (Appears to be in her late teens or early 20s)

Race: Reincarnated Nymph (See background)

Godly Parents: Apollo, & Odin (Fathers –By magic, not blood), Underworld Nymphs (Mothers -By blood)

Parents: Human father Hyacinth (By blood & Soul - past incarnation) See background.

Personality: Unknown, has not developed.

Background: Thousands of years ago Apollo fell in love with the Spartan prince Hyacinth. When Hyacinth was slain by Apollo’s manipulated discus toss (the work of Zephyrus). He created a flower in mourning. The Hyacinth flower was stained with Apollo’s tears, grew from Hyacinth’s spilt blood, and co-existed with all of nature as a beautiful sign of pure love lost.

As there is a balance to light and darkness such a symbol could not exist forever without opposition. Eldrani, beautiful and nigh-on forever young Druada women came to clamor around the flower. However they were tainted, from Tartarus and they were drawn in to its purity to destroy it.

Hyacinths were withering and wilting, their petals decorating the surface of Eternum (Apollo migrated the flower to the new planet to show his continual love). Enraged by the will of the corrupted Druada he used his Lyre to lure them deeper into a field of his plants. When they were far into the fields of Hyacinth flowers he burst from above them, unleashing deadly blows upon them to kill the corrupted Eldrani. Their blood and magic seeped into the roots of the plants and they began to form a bulb formation.

For years the Hyacinth plants fused and grew until the bulb was the size of three people. It began to glow soft solar rays.

Yet even this beacon of purity could not last. Odin’s angry release of magic into the entire world warped the Hyacinth creation again. Apollo himself did not notice however, feeling a false sense of security over the bulb’s wellbeing.

Suddenly water began to pour from the bulb, and layers began to peel back. In a gush of water a female form hit the field of flowers. Nameless and without memory or understanding of the world she has stared at her open flowery womb, unsure of where to go.

Apollo however had been charged - like all the other gods - to look for Odin and Nemesis, and had not noticed the birth leaving Tsen to fend for herself unwillingly.

She stands at 5'6'' Her facial features, and hair have very heavy resemblance to Hyacinth, her last incarnation , however more feminine.

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Area: Combrogia, in a field of Hyacinth flowers

Faction: None currently

Loves (Three things): Love, truth, hope

Hates (Three things): Confusion, uncertainty, fear

Description of Weaponry and Armor: Magical Wooden Armor as strong as steel and beautifully forged from pure druidic power

Magical qualities: Nymph immortality, and radiance. Magically induced and warped reincarnation of Hyacinth. Intersex.
Name: Admiral Isaac Donning Clemente

Age: 37 [DOB 1694]

Race: French-English

Godly Parents: N/A


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Clemente is a man of once fine features tempered by years of work and sea, his face bears telling lines at the cheekbones and the brow, and his eyes are like the sea that he sails upon, calm and turquoise blue, but prone to flashing harshly dark and critical at any time. His beard and moustache are somewhat unkempt at sea, it is usually frowned upon for a naval officer to have an unshaven face, but Clemente regards it as a matter of principles, and no one has cared to argue thus far.
His swiftly greying hair is usually hidden underneath his white powder wig which, much to his chagrin, is compulsory garb for an admiral, he often takes it off while out at sea, and the crew know better than to let word of that stray outside the ship.

Personality: A man of the people, Clemente has grown accustomed to positions of power and influence over the years, and is more than qualified to lead anything from a rag-tag group of disorganised young sailers to a fleet comprised of a dozen ships and their adjoining crews, he is respected and emulated by his subordinates and a fair few of his superiors for his penchant for leadership and morale boosting panache. Naturally, Clemente is charismatic to the point of flamboyance, gaining the trust of any crew or board of nobles that stands before him with a flair for speeches and just the right amount of overconfidence.
Clemente would never have been elevated to the rank of Admiral of the Fleet, however, if he did not also have the ability to switch from jovial to commanding and disciplinary in a heartbeat, his tongue and cutting wit are feared across the Caribbean for their potency, and he is more than able to reign in a misconduct prone crew and administer proper military stoicism when the situation warrants.

Outside of the gaze of his crew and his superior officers, Clemente manages a fairly normal social life and way of speaking, not too posh, not too common, with an open mind for such things as religion, culture and language, he is eager to meet with those from far off lands, whether they be entitled emissaries or humble citizens. Although the Admiral enjoys a bit of cynicism and debate, he does love a simple chat with friends or strangers alike, possibly over some tea with brandy, or a good book, he has a large collection of his own back at his estate in Port Royal, but he limits himself to a handful of hardbacks when out at sea, with which he is content.

Background: Born to a French father and an English mother, Isaac enjoyed an upper class upbringing in Bristol, England, where he and his family were respected for their profitable endeavours in the linen industry, on which they built their legacy, working from the ground up to eventually form one of Britain's largest and most well known manufacturers and distributors of fine linens, the profits from which ensured that they lived in relative luxury for many years, and made the company of nobles and foreign diplomats of the King's court. More than a few off the books transactions were made, and within twenty years of founding, the Clemente family linen industry had a large say in the smaller runnings of the country, especially regarding the town of Bristol.

Eager to make a name for himself outside of the business and to serve for King and Country as his mother had encouraged from a young age, Isaac joined the British Navy and attended many tours in the South American and Indian waters, especially the Caribbean, which he loved for its scenery and people. Isaac rose quickly through the ranks, his naval skills and the eventual discovery of his leadership talent serving to elevate him faster than most serving men at the time, Clemente quickly became a prized officer at the age of just 24, serving under Lieutenant Robert Maynard.

That very same year, while serving under Maynard, Clemente was present at the attempted capture and death of one Edward Teach, the notorious pirate Blackbeard, even playing a major role in the infamous tyrant's death, Clemente sprang to the aid of Maynard, who was fighting Teach in brutal hand-to-hand combat, driving his sabre through Teach's shoulder and thus allowing Maynard to end the infamous pirate's reign of fear with a single stroke of his own blade. Clemente was given a commendation for his actions, and his rank was elevated ever further.

Now a decorated and highly sought after officer in Caribbean waters, Clemente's experiences and clear demonstrations of skill have earned him the prestigious rank of Admiral of the Fleet, this affords him absolute command over many squadrons of naval ships, each commanded by lesser admirals who also follow his orders. Clemente's rank is as high as it can possibly be without reaching the lofty heights of a Lord High Admiral, supreme commanders of the British Navy.

Every hero has a weakness, and for Clemente, it is his love for the bottle. A struggling alcoholic, Clemente must strain desperately against his addiction and work to keep his crippling desire for drink under wraps and away from the eyes of his crew and his commanders, for fear of dishonourable discharge and the slander of his family name. He keeps a small bottle of whiskey in his quarters aboard his ship, which he convinces himself is only for special occasions, lately he has found that he has to replace the bottle more often, his 'special occasions' are becoming ever more frequent.

Area: Behind the wheel of his ship, coasting along the seas of Eternum.

Faction: British Navy of Port Royal

Loves:

The crisp sea air carried on a stiff, salty breeze, especially in the early hours of the morning.
The simple things in life: a good chair, an enthralling book, a crew like family.
The drink.


Hates:

Those who exploit the weak or unassuming for their own gain.
Illiterates and fools.
The drink.


Description of Weaponry and Armour:
As an Admiral, Clemente wears an almost ceremonial naval outfit complete with golden shoulder epaulets and white ruffs on the neck and sleeves, regardless of its fine make, the outfit is purely aesthetic, and the padding is unlikely to protect against anything more deadly than a slingshot.


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Clemente carries a specially commissioned sabre, with a hilt of treated ivory and a guard of intricately inlaid steel, the weapon is as beautiful as it is deadly. As per his request, the blade of the weapon is not the usual standard issue steel of the British Navy, rather it is made of folded Damascus steel, the metal product of an ancient Middle-Eastern metalwork practice in which the steel is folded again and again to reinforce the structure, making the blade more sturdy, shatter proof and much more easily sharpened than a conventional steel blade.


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[For reference, this is what Damascus steel looks like]

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As well as his distinctive sabre, Clemente carries an Admiral's issue naval flintlock pistol, which can fire an iron slug at high enough velocity to warp bone and splinter straight through wood. The weapon is fine and very accurate considering its primitive design by Earth standards, but it cannot work when wet, and has to be reloaded after every shot, a process which can take more than fifteen seconds, even with Clemente's practiced hand.


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Clemente also captains his own ship, a first rate Ship-of-the-Line known as the HMS Aptitude, it is a large, square-rigged ship of blue and black, with gold painted accents and with three gun decks carrying an even 100 cannons, making it on the more heavily armed side of the naval ship spectrum. The cannons are versatile, and can be used to fire chains shot as well as the usual large slugs, the ship follows the standard line-of-battle tactic of naval warfare, which involves firing broadside at enemy ships and then circling round to fire again after reloading. Clemente has a far from unusual affinity with the Aptitude, it being his very own ship granted to him upon his coronation as Admiral of the Fleet.


[This exact ship, just with a palette swap]

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A natural commander, a dedicated family man and an unrelenting Namorian supremacist, Marcius is perhaps the best and the worst of the Imperium distilled into one man. He is not cruel by nature, even to his slaves, but he is ruthless in prosecuting those who would threaten the Imperium. Hard-won victories have led him to become allies with Earthborn, Romans, Greeks and former crocolyke rebels, but he still does not trust them fully, keeping command decisions in his own hands and thinking often of what will happen once the current crisis is over. Still, he is determined to press on with his mission, to liberate Dun Moriga and buy time for the small party seeking the Alcamor Stones, to the best of his ability.

He does not know about the recent murder of his wife and children, and for all his strong will, such knowledge would likely break him.

Name: Decius Marcius

Age: 39

Race: Namorian

Rank: Dux (general)

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearance: Standing at 5'8, Marcius is average height for a Namorian but short when compared to the likes of the Combrogi and the Southmen. However, with his strong jaw, aquiline nose and piercing eyes, he can be quite imposing when he wants to be. He has black hair, cut short, and olive skin prematurely lined around his mouth and at the corners of his eyes by the northern sun. His limbs are corded with old muscle and one or two scars, as well as some nearly-healed burn scars on his chest and neck from his recent run-in with a dragon. His right hand is crippled from severing his own wrist tendons at the battle of Hercinia, and it will be at least a year before he can hold a sword in that hand again, if ever.

Personality: Decius Marcius is a man of contrasts. As a commander he is cunning and pragmatic; humane to his own men, and ruthless towards his opponents. As a man he loves his family, is unflinching in his duty to the Emperor and the Namorian people, and is utterly determined to see the Free South crushed and the Namorian borders secure. He is even willing to work with his former enemies to achieve this, though he keeps a wary eye on them at all times – especially the crocolykes who he has hated ever since putting down their last rebellion. Like many Namorians he has a certain distrust of foreigners in general, though dwarves are an exception as dwarven auxilliaries have been a long-standing component of his legion. He respects Ann von Bayern, who aided him in his previous campaign, but retains a quiet distrust for all other Earthborn despite their theoretical alliance.

Background: The firstborn son of a respected political family, Marcius was given command of the newly-founded 18th Legion (the Fulminata, or 'Thunderers') at the age of 25. He proved that he had a talent for command by putting down a crocolyke uprising in Hercine, for which he won much acclaim, followed by border patrols against the South and other minor campaigns. After establishing himself socially and financially, he settled down at the age of 30 by marrying Lycinia Caelesta, the daughter of a Namorian praetor. Arranged by their respective fathers, the marriage was of course politically motivated; however they proved to be a happy match and raised three children - Marcus, Diana and Aurelia.

Marcius did not have to fight another major war until the arrival of the Earthborn, where the emperor struck an alliance and recalled half the Namorian legions (as well as raising 5 new ones) for an expedition to conquer the Free South once and for all. However, the murder of the Southern king Korzan heralded the invasion of the Imperium by immortal armies raised from the dead of ancient Earth. Summoned to action by the emperor, Marcius understood the peril of appearing weak before their Earthborn “allies” and so advised that the Southern invasion go ahead, while sending his own trusted bodyguard to retrieve the legendary Alcamor Stones that could help defeat the invaders.

Marcius himself bought time by taking his legion west to meet the invaders, and received help from the gods Mars and Lupinus in the form of a demon-possessed sword (formerly belonging to the demigod Gabriel) and a dire wolf bodyguard respectively. He succeeded in defeating both the Roman and Greek invasions, and later made allies of both, but during the final battle the dire wolf Silverwick was killed by the demigod Chaaru, who also made off with the demon sword. Marcius was not grieved to see it go, as the demon within the sword had nearly overwhelmed him, such that at the end he had to cut his own wrist to be free of it.

After a brief return to Emor, Marcius was promoted to Dux Orientem and tasked with liberating the eastern provinces from their invaders. This he set out to do with the help of his former enemies the Greeks and Romans, as well as an unexpected force of crocolykes. The alliance is far from stable, but after defeating another immortal force with the help of the guardian spirits of Combrogia, Marcius and his army are poised to enter Dun Moriga and confront whatever enemy is attacking the dwarf realm.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Loves: His family, the Emor skyline, Hercinian wine

Hates: The cold, the Southern tribes, Crocolykes

Weaponry / Armour: Marcius wears Namorian laminar armour, made of hardened steel bands over leather. He carries a sword which is engraved with the Imperium's trademark initialism, IPQE ("Imperator Populusque Emorus"), though for now he can only wield it left-handed. His indigo cloak is pinned with a clasp displaying the Fulminata thunderbolt, and he wears the emblem of the eastern provinces (a hammer and a sun held in the talons of a Namorian eagle) on a chain around his neck.

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Salvius is a soldier's soldier – pragmatic, loyal to a fault, and a gutter fighter. He was chosen by Marcius to lead the quest for the Alcamor Stones. But, instead of a squad of elite legionaries, fate left him embarking on the quest with a former friend from his legion, an Afragian princess, a young half-demon, a mysterious Earthborn, and only one of the emperor's praetorians. He is warming to the half-demon Numiera as she proves herself more useful than expected, although he hasn't forgiven her for being indirectly responsible for several deaths (and if he were to find out that she lost control and attacked another party member, he would likely send her away for good). Used to professionalism and to being obeyed, he has gotten on poorly with the impulsive, insolent earthborn Gabriel.

After a disastrous and avoidable incident in Dun Moriga separated him from all but Numiera and Gabriel, the three escaped into the Afragian desert only to be waylaid by a mysterious foe.

Name: Varro Salvius

Age: 32

Race: Namorian

Rank: Centurion, protector (bodyguard)

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearance: Tall for a Namorian and heavily muscled, Salvius is an imposing man. He has black hair and is cleanshaven, accentuating a square jaw and a blocky face that looks like it has been punched in repeatedly (which it has).

Personality: Salvius is a man easily provoked to both laughter and anger. In the presence of royalty or superior officers he is rigidly professional, but around friends and men of his own rank he reveals a sardonic, irreverent sense of humour and is an easy man to like when he is not trying to be threatening. Being threatening is an art which he has – admittedly – perfected, and he is unapologetically stern in a command role. He has a strong sense of duty and will see a mission through whatever the cost, although given the choice he will not leave friends or children to die.

Background: Salvius is a career soldier, having served in the 18th Legion for many years before being promoted for bravery during the 3rd Southern campaign. Put in command of the 1st cohort's 4th century, Salvius developed a reputation as a tough but popular leader. Centurions are expected to lead by example and Salvius did just that, which brought him to the attention of the legion's new commander, Decius Marcius. After seeing the man in action against the Southerners, Marcius employed Salvius as his personal bodyguard. Taking the day-to-day approach to life common in soldiers, Salvius enjoyed the status and pay of his post, while still taking his job very seriously.

With his current tour of duty soon to end, Salvius was unsure whether he wanted to retire to a rich civilian life or extend his commission for another 10 years, but this problem was put aside following the death of Korzan, after which the Imperium found itself under attack by unkillable armies from ancient Earth. Salvius was sent on a mission to Tartarus to retrieve the Alcamor Stones – a slim hope, but one which could save the Imperium. Chance, mistakes and the intervention of gods both friendly and hostile have seen him through to Afragia with a mysterious guide and only two of his companions remaining. Although Salvius hopes to be reunited with his old friend Kuronus (who, unknown to him, is now a werewolf) and the Afragian princess Nesara, he has a rather more immediate problem in that he, his guide and his companions have been ambushed and captured by unidentified enemies.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Loves: The perks of his job, games of chance, beautiful women

Hates: Dereliction of duty, any and all Southerners, being idle

Weaponry / Armour: Salvius' preferred weapon is still his long cavalry spatha. Being made of iron, an element that naturally repels demons and disrupts their corporeal forms, it should prove useful in the underworld. He pairs it with an oval shield, and while both weapons are designed for use from horseback, he is just as competent with them on foot. Under a plain travelling cloak Salvius wears scale armour and steel greaves, and still carries his distinctive horizontal-plumed centurion's helmet.
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Ovidius is not a man to influence the course of a war from the front line, but it was he who brought news of the demon attack on the mages' guild, and he who Isis visited to warn him of the necessity of making allies rather than enemies of the immortal Romans. Ovidius is less than enthusiastic about the idea of being a hero or of being singled out by Isis, but he is loyal enough to the Marcius clan to accept the mission to Afragia to try and tip the balance of power towards a potential ally. Another factor in that decision was that it allowed him to be close to Suriyana, who he had been attracted to for some time but was only recently able to act on it. They make a natural couple, but both are independent minded and as such their relationship is more physical than emotional, although this may change over time.

Suriyana, originally just a body slave to Marcius' wife Lycinia, came to prominence when the Marcii recognised the advantage of having a native Afragian as a guide, translator and co-conspirator on the mission. Already familiar with the gods of ancient Egypt, she is tasked with getting close and influencing the immortal Egyptians by impersonating a priestess of Ra, and she has given a crash-course in the gods' lore to Ovidius so he can do the same with Anubis. Travelling with them is Ann von Bayern, who has taken Suriyana under her wing and begun to teach her magic so she can hold her own if things turn sour.

Name: Aulus Ovidius and Suriyana (aka Afragia)

Age: 26 and 20

Race: Namorian and Namorian-born Afragian

Rank: N/A, spy and body slave respectively

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearances: Ovidius has classical Namorian features, with a narrow, aquiline nose and a broad forehead crowned with curly black hair. His olive skin is sun-lined but still youthful, and his eyes are dark and sharp, missing little and giving away even less. He carries a scar across his ribs where he narrowly avoided the Assassin at the mages' guild.

Suriyana is the daughter of two Afragian slaves, and inherited their deep brown skin despite growing up in temperate Namor. She has a delicate oval face with shrewd brown eyes and very white teeth, which she often flashes in a slightly lop-sided smile. Her hair is black and naturally wavy, and falls to her middle back when not tied up.

Personalities: Ovidius is a man from the gutter and he knows it. He is aware of the nature of his work and so tends not to ask questions about it, but that doesn't stop him from having a roguish wit and an affable, easygoing nature. He is cunning, quick-thinking and, to a point, brave, although he can recognise a situation where he is in over his head.

Suriyana is just as quick-witted as Ovidius and very sardonic, and she can easily match him blow-for-blow in an argument. She is however more mindful of long-term consequences, and so is somewhat more level-headed. Cautious and pragmatic, especially about her own situation, she hopes to buy her freedom some day but is proud enough to want to do this on her own merits rather than anyone else’s help. She also does not want to risk the life of a fugitive by running away, especially since the Marcius family have (by and large) treated her well.

Background: Suriyana (Afragia to her Namorian masters) is a body slave to Marcius' wife and Ovidius her eyes and ears, and until recently they only met through their mutual employer. Ovidius however had had his eye on Suriyana for some time, and a silver lining of being injured several times in the line of duty was that he got a chance to talk to the young slave. It was Suriyana who patched Ovidius up after he barely escaped the demon-infested mages' guild, and she who helped him remember the vision that the goddess Isis planted in his head, ultimately leading to an alliance with the Romans that saved Emor from a devastating siege. Ovidius was somewhat unnerved at being singled out by a goddess, but Suriyana (who, following the religion of her Afragian parents, was a strong patron of Isis) encouraged him. Enjoying each other's company more than Suriyana had expected (and as much as Ovidius had hoped) the two began a tenuous relationship.

After word reached Emor of the power struggle between the immortal Egyptians who had landed in Afragia, Ovidius and Suriyana were sent to pre-empt the kind of bloodshed which had occurred in Combrogia and Hercine by covertly assisting the Egyptian leader most likely to be friendly to the Imperium. Flying there in Ann von Bayern's hi-tech dropship, they have reached the Egyptian city of New Giza and are poised to begin their mission. Neither of the two are aware that their former mistress has just been murdered, or where this might leave them.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Weaponry / Armour: Ovidius carries a dagger, usually concealed. Currently posing as an assassin priest of Anubis, he dresses mostly in dark colours and wears the jackal seal around his neck. Suriyana is unarmed but is learning magic from Ann von Bayern, assisted by a small avian familiar called Qia'bul.
MINOR CHARACTERS (who I may reference or use as POV characters from time to time)

The Imperial Army

Tribune Caeso Cassius - A young and eager cavalry commander looking to advance his political career, something that shows in his shrewd mind and diplomatic tone. As tribunus laticlavius, he is the 18th legion’s nominal second in command.

Tribune Titus Varinius - A grizzled and cynical officer with opinions as blunt as his rough-hewn face. Marcius’ most capable infantry commander.

Prefect Tiberius Lucullus - The 18th legion’s third in command; a master of organisation and logistics.

Protector Sextus Varrius - Marcius’ current bodyguard. A man of few words but lethal with a sword, though perhaps not as lethal as his now-dead predecessor.

Praetor Quintus Maximus - Commander in chief of the southern invasion force. A sober, relentless general who fights with the inevitability of a meat-grinder.

Praetor Numerius Graccus - Garrison commander and chief Namorian “ambassador” in Dun Moriga, he does not even know yet of Salvius and his mission. Princess Nesara seeks his aid for her homeland of Afragia.

Protector Lucius Calvus - The finest swordsman in the 18th’s first cohort, and Marcius’ former bodyguard. Killed fighting Achilles, he has been resurrected by Kronos to serve a higher purpose.

The Emorian Nobility

Gaius and Seppia Octavius - Marcius’ cousins by marriage, and somewhat scandalised following the incident at the Mages’ Guild, as Gaius and his son Titus (who barely escaped the demon attack) are former students there. Following the murder of Marcius’ family, Gaius has become obsessed with tracking down the killers.

Marcus and Julia Agrippa - Friends of Marcius’ late wife Lycinia.

Servilia - Another friend of Lycinia and wife to the commander of the 4th legion.

Lucius Agrippa - A wealthy senator with holdings in Afragia, and a friend of princess Nesara. Keeping a low profile after the deal he helped broker with the Earthborn is proving to have more strings attached than the emperor expected.
Name: Chaaru The Great Devourer

Age: ???

Race: Dark Elf

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): N/A

Personality: Somewhat lax but can become very hostile in circumstances.

Background: Charuu had existed for a long time on Earth. No one knows how old he truly is, but one thing is certain, no is to cross paths with this walking form of destruction. Back in his early childhood, Charuu was part of a great elven cult known as the Eternity Walkers. They were known for their snobby and self righteous acts. One day however, there was a brutal demonic attack upon them that wiped them off the face of the Earth. As torture, they ate Charuu’s family in front of him as he was being tortured. They left Charuu with an amputated arm and leg, as well as half of his body burned.

Charuu was found by another demon that had been weakened. This demon attempted to kill Charuu, but instead a tribe ended up killing the demon. They then took Charuu and the demons body up into the mountains of Kilimanjaro. There they placed the demon on the table as well as treated Charuu’s wounds. The leader, Baan, decided to test Charuu to see if he could stay amongst them. Charuu was made to eat the demon corpse all by himself, and become a cannibal just like them. Charuu refused as first, but he was becoming hungry, and with 2 amputated limbs, he was in a desperate situation. Charuu took his first bite into the demon and had him devoured that night.

The next day, Charuu had awakened, with both of his limbs completely healed. It was a miracle and a curse. The group of men casted a spell on the demon, so once he ate the demon, it regenerated him fully. From hence forth, Charuu accepted his new self and his practices. It wasn’t too long before Charuu hunted down men and women alike and ate them right at the spot they were slain, fulfilling the dead to summon a Demon Lord General (just like Shacorai.) Eventually, the Demon Lord General of Phobos took upon the scene, wanting to congratulate Charuu for his enthusiasm. The others in the cult decided to kill this demon though they worshiped his master. This ended up in a terrible defeat of the cult except one, and that was Charuu. Charuu had developed other strengths due to the consuming of others that he grew strong himself. Using the others as bait, Charuu made his move, casting a binding spell that trapped the demon. Charuu looked into the demons eyes, smiling knowing what was coming next. The demon cried for release as Charuu began to eat away at the demon. Once the demon had been fully devoured, he noticed a weapon next to it. Its aura was dark, but called for Charuu. Once he picked it up, the sword shared with Charuu its name, Gluttony.

His sword Gluttony is just as power as the other demon swords, but carries different characteristics. With that sword, Charuu cut a bloody and new found path into history. Charuu was undoubtedly one of the most powerful swordsman to step upon Earth. This attracted many stronger foes, such as Gabriel. Through many battles, Charuu was never able to truly defeat Gabriel and vice-versa. So they declared a truce and formed what was known as the band of 5. This squad of elite swordsman not only carved a bloody path in history, but they were the most dangerous combination to come in contact with period. Their names were to be feared.

Then all at once they split due to disagreements. Then one by one, the band of 5 were hunted until extinct. Charuu thought all of his former allies were dead, no longer giving him a challenge in the world, nor help due to the Immortal Hunters Act passed by the powerful humans place over 1,000 years ago. For some reason, Charuu always kept life orbs of his former allies. All but one of them are dimmed, and that one that is lit was his own. This was the case until Gabriel made he way to Eternum.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Mages Guild

Faction (Southern Wastes or Namorean Empire or Other):

Loves (Three things): Power, Canibalism, Challenges

Hates (Three things): Gods, Demons, Unwordly Forces

Description of Weaponry and Armour: He wields a demonic sword known as Gluttony, one of the brothers of Hate.

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Name: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh

Age: 96 (Resurrected – Appears to be in mid 20s) [DOB – 264 BC]

Race: Greek

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, is a noble guardian to all that is under rule of Aphrodite. She is of honor, but like the Goddess can show vulnerability and a deep ability to love, even intimately. She has given her body, mind, and soul to Aphrodite and as such willingly acts under her direction without hesitation. She defends any woman who cannot defend herself and will battle any misogyny on sight.

Every time the Goddess communicates with her, she is brought to tears. When she strikes, it with Aphrodite’s passion and when she raises her shield it is with the Goddess’s love guiding her. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh submits her body to those who use it to commune with the Goddess. She is both defender and divine prostitute. Yet she only lies with those the Aphrodite permits. Any classically lewd or sexual advance will be met with powerful hostility, as it is defilement of her sacred body and devotion. She is naturally maternal to all.

Background: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh started life with less than humble beginnings. During the time of Greek’s height of power there were injustices that remained ignored in the face of uncontrolled lust, gluttony, greed, and hunger for power. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh was born from wedlock, more specifically, a woman who was taken against her will. However, her mother’s plight was not one of few, but of the slave and poor class they remained weak and silent. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, was bestowed a command from Aphrodite: strike down those who ruin the true meaning of love and passion. Only being a young teen at the time, she had no means of combat but knew her calling to be true. When men of the slave owners began to break their contracts with justice not being delivered, she picked up a blade; and by divine empowerment, struck them. Each kill was a testament to her devotion. Guided by the Goddess Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, guided the victims to Athens’ largest temple to Aphrodite.

With her physical pilgrimage was complete, she was taken by Aphrodite personally for her devotion to women kind and to love. Her body was taught in the ways of pleasure through the priests and priestess of Aphrodite; she was taught the ways of combat through soldier’s whose devotion belonged to the Goddess.

Aphrodite bestowed upon Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, blessed armor and weaponry, they kept her body and mind young and pure as long as she served under the will of the Goddess. And for over eighty years she did her charge, never having lovers other than what the Goddess willed and staying true to her path. Time and time again she was a symbol for female empowerment and equality in sexuality. She had slain many who had destroyed Aphrodite’s expression: perverts, and all those who wished to defile beauty.

However, Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh fell in battle when she tried to protect Macedonia from Rome’s conquest. Legend said that she was able to slay thousands of men single handedly in her finale battle. When the blade pierced her stomach fatally, it was said that the very Roman men who witnessed or aided in her death surrendered to sorrow and wept until killed.

Her body, as demanded by Aphrodite, was burned and her ashes spread so that Elisavet, of Sacred Fleash may remain pure. Her magical items turned into a pile of roses that wilted as her corpse burned.

Her soul danced in the Elysian Fields, oblivious of her sacred path, until she was violently pulled out by the rage of Odin. She found herself on an alien planet, Eternum, but with the Goddess leading her has worked tirelessly to continue her sacred duty.

She stands at 5’9’’


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Area: Dun Moriga with expedition led by Decius Marcius

Faction: Aphrodite, Resurrected Greeks

Loves (Three things): Aphrodite, Love, Purity in beauty

Hates (Three things): Corruption, romantic or sexual impurity, all that upsets Aphrodite

Description of Weaponry and Armor:

Silken Armor: White silk and accessorizing bindings make up the bulk of her armor. It is by Aphrodite’s design and magically gives her protection from the elements (As long as she remains pure to her charge). It always remains pristine and cannot be torn by mortal means ( moves like cloth, tougher than steel and it magically stays 'in place')

Sword and Shield of Aphrodite: Upon the shield is the classic female symbol. The sword and shield are only able to be held by Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh (As long as she remains pure to her charge). They bless her with super human strength, agility, endurance (comparable to a weaker demigod) and infinite lifespan. The weapon and shield cannot be destroyed by any mortal convention.

Magical Qualities: Mortals (including Demigods) who touch her body without the permission of the Goddess (which are those who desire to harm her or to sexually conquer her) are instantly overtaken with divine reverence and guilt of their impurity (As long as she remains pure to her charge).

The shield and sword are bound to her and these qualities persist until she is slain or the weapon and shield destroyed (As long as she remains pure to her charge).

She has a very powerful connection to Aphrodite and may be spoken directly, through her mind, if the Goddess wishes. It is one way, Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, would need to enact a ritual to have back and forth conversation.

When lying with Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, gives clear communication and powerful communion with Aphrodite. Until the Goddess wills her to carry children, she is barren and is immune to any sexual disease (As long as she remains pure to her charge).


1. Forsaking Aphrodite as her deity or swearing oath under another.

2. Defying quests given by Aphrodite.

3. Using Aphrodite's divine gifts for selfish gain.

4. Not protecting or avenging those who have been victims of sexual crimes or domestic abuse. (These may be done during a main quest given by Aphrodite)

5. Using her body to be seductive.

6. To engage in sexual behavior without ritual honoring Aphrodite (carnal sex instead of sacred sex).

7. To engaged in sexual behavior with those without Aphrodite's favor (or to not do so with those who are, when asked).

8. Allow any temple, relic, or sacred item of Aphrodite's be tarnished without attempt to defend them.

9. To willingly allow harm to come to innocent worshipers of Aphrodite. (Innocent is defined by not breaking cardinal things of Aphrodite (Love, sexuality and beauty oriented), not by law of land IE: a thief is innocent, a rapist is not )

10. Slander Aphrodite's name or honor (or allow others to do so)



Name: Privet Thomas ‘Tommy’ Glen

Age: 19 [DOB 1712]

Race: English

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Tommy is a loyal fool. A man who stays true to the leader he admires but often just doesn’t get the bigger scope of a leader’s choices or consequences that come from them. He even tends to lack the understanding of the rippling consequences of his own actions. But there is a charm about Tommy that allows people to laugh with him, not at him. Though he is clearly one not suited for leadership, his bright eyes and cheerful smile show he hasn’t been roughed up by life or service. There are many life mysteries for Tommy and that is what appeals to him. Though a fool, he loves to learn what he does not know. A diamond in the rough, as one day, with the right influences in his life, he could become a grand naval scholar.

The experience of death, and the hundreds of years in the afterlife have however…left a dark impression in his mind. Tommy will not speak about it, and has compartmentalized it so deeply in the back of his mind that his past has deep holes or is just blank.

Physical labor is something he always leaps up to do and it helps keep his mind focused. Left to sit he gets lost in useless thought. His expression show greatly though his hands and Mr. Glen can often be seen holding, thumbing, or touching something. His gestures are also wild and vivacious.

Background: Tommy was raised in the mundane. The Glen family was respectable enough, able to support itself, but it was certainly not lavish like the royal or wealthy families came to enjoy. However they were away from the poverty. Beyond the occasional pretty partner to roll in the hay with, his life was similar to any commoner.

But as Tommy grew, he learned of the constant war the world powers were having. His country needed more troops. And from a sense of patriotism he joined the navy. His family had no history of military service, and he knew he didn’t know much, but he felt the navy could shape him into someone worthy of honor.

In the navy Tommy was starting to get praise for his ability to craft and repair ships…almost a genius at it. The kid wasn’t bright, but discovered he had an amazing ability to copy the physical actions of others. With such a tactile mind he grew quickly in popularity until he was asked to be on HMS Aptitude.

He served as one of the ships repairmen, and did a great job. But ultimately, one way or another…they died. Tommy can no longer remember, but after years of being in the realms of death…he quickly learned there was more to life than a funny joke or a quick smile.

He stands at 5’11''
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Area: Aboard the HMS Aptitude

Faction: British Navy of Port Royal

Loves (Three things): Learning, a task to do, an admirable leader to follow

Hates (Three things): Inactivity, things that feel odd or uncomfortable to the touch, death and the afterlife.

Description of Weaponry and Armor: On a daily basis Tommy wears a loose and mostly unbuttoned cotton shirt that is tucked into brown pants and is in dress shoes. In his personal locker is his naval uniform for ceremony.
Name: Anne-Maria Felicia Yukahama von Bayern

Nickname: Ann or Felicia

Age: 24

Race: Earthborn

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): --

Personality: Even thought her looks, Anne-Marie is quiet tomboyish, she loved to play with her brothers, always cut her hair short in secret and wore pants instead of a skirt, all into her mother’s disliking. Even after she was married into a high-class Japanese family and she learned all treats of a Japanese woman (skills of a Geisha) and began to live active in the high society she still has the habit of leaving the well guarded living area and stroll in the nearby areas and causes a real ruckus by doing it. She also seeks for fights, provoking anyone she finds annoying and thus causes fights regularly.

Background: Anne-Marie Felicia von Bayern was born as the first daughter and second child of a noble family from Bavaria, Germany. She had an elder brother and few years later she also got a younger brother as well.

She lived a carefree life in Germany, usually playing with her brothers and skipping the usual duties a noble daughter had. She hated to take singing- or behavior lessons and skipped them regularly.

In age of 15 Anne-Marie was married to a son of a Japanese politician due of an arranged marriage and she moved into Japan. There the tone was totally different, in Germany she had been quiet free but in Japan she was like in a golden cage training manners and academics all the day. She had to learn how a real lady acts, what she is allowed to do and what not, she had to learn to follow her husband’s (19 years old) every order (Japan of the 32nd centuary was very male dominating) and so on.

Of course, Anne-Marie hated it but her parents had entrusted her with this task and so she had decided to endure the hard training she had to go through before she would become a real bride. She also began to take training in controlling a XH-Type fighter unit, a type of mecha used by Japan in combat against extraterrestrial life forms. Japan is the leading force in area of Technology and especially military- and space technology and due of the influence of Anne-Marie’s Father-in-law, she was chosen as a test pilot of the first XH010- Type Unit, the tenth generation model of the best machine Japan had.

In age of 18 the actual wedding was held and so Anne-Marie became a part of the Yukuhama family, the family with most influence in Japanese Government. In same year, she was also introduced to the secret sect of “The Rising Sun” in which the whole family of Yukuhama was. It is an old religious sect which believes that Ra is the mightiest of all gods and everything that exists has come from Ra.

During the next years, Anne-Marie was trained into a full-pledged priestess of Ra and at the same time she also finished her training to become a XH- Pilot. Of course she also took part on many different parties, galas and such with her husband.

Then in age of 23 as the Eternum mission began, Anne-Marie was assigned to take part on the mission as the first real mission of the XH010 and control that there won’t be any problems with the natives while being on Eternum.

After arriving on Eternum about half a year later, Anne-marie began to establish connections with personalities from the high society of the planet and also made research in the case of Ra just like her Father-in-Law had told her before she had left Earth.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Afragia

Faction (Southern Wastes or Namorean Empire or Other): The Religious Sect called “The Rising Sun” that believes in Ra. (Working undercover in ranks of the Earthborns)

Loves (Three things): Strolling outside, pants, cake

Hates (Three things): Annoying people, tight dresses, make-up

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Description of Weaponry and Armour:

XH010: the most advanced war machine that Japan has created for multi terrain combat. It is a RES (reinforced Exo-skeleton) with the height of 30’ and weight of about 9 tons. It is designed for fight on land, in air, in water and in space.

The inner core is covered with Etrerium plates, a metal made of rare mineral found on planets in western Milkyway. The Etherium plating is then also covered with Armadillium, a metal even more durable than Etherium. It is one of the reasons why the XH010 is so expensive.

The weaponry of XH010 is extremely limited as the plating is already so heavy that big weapons cannot be carried. Thus the Mecha has no real guns at all and only projectile weapons are special throwing daggers that are attached to the XH010 with a wire. The main weaponry is two special made spears. The rods are made of Etherium and cover the ion reactor inside the poles. The blades are made of a dense ion net and thus they are also effective against demons and children of Zeus and Thor. Ion technology is elder than Plasma and was discarded long ago but for the 010 it was remade and upgraded with stronger generators.

XH010 has an extremely strong Lorium battery which makes it possible to operate continuously for about 20 minutes before the reserve energy is activated and leaves the unit 5 minutes to return to base.

Even thought 010 has no guns as main weaponry, it is possible to mount it with artillery cannons. This causes it to remain on land and reduces the mobility to minimum. Of course, it isn't needed as the weaponry then used has a range of over 100 miles.

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The XHO10 was destroyed during flight by godly intervention.

Anne-Marie also carries a katana with her. It is almost as long as she is tall and has an almost straight blade. It is more designed to be a ceremonial weapon but it is still extremely sharp and effective if used well.
Name: Numiera Ascaron

Age: 16

Race: Demigod

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Set

Personality: Dark as the night itself, Numiera is like a shade crawling across the walls and floors, always out of the sight and trying to be unnoticed. Someone would say she is like her father but actually it is not like that, she is extremely shy and isolated. She always tries to avoid possible encounters with other creatures or humans as she doesn't want to talk with others.

On the other hand, due of her godly blood Numiera often gets... "rage bursts" which discharge her potent powers and when that happens it is to recommend to take some distance to her as she then no more shows any kind of reason.

Background: Numiera was born under very, very strange and questionable conditions; Her father Set had decided to leave the Underworld for some reason and raped Numiera's mother before he was banished back into Tartarus.

Numiera's mother came pregnant and even if the father was one of the fallen gods, she decided to keep the baby as she still saw it as a miracle (Numiera's mother had been unable to bear children until then). Numiera wasn't born in a town or a city as her mother was scared about the reactions other people could have if they saw the baby. Thus Numiera was born in a cave in the Combrogian forest and also lived there for the first 10 years of her life without much human contact as her mother forbid her from leaving the cave.

Of course she left the cave and even the forest few times in order to see the world around her but usually quickly returned as she would be chased by the villagers and soldiers if they saw her.

When Numiera was 15, her mother died and she was left all alone into the dark forest. She was naturally capable of surviving and thus hunted in the forest and gathered fruits while living a quiet life until the strange invasion to Combrogia began and she had to hide more often and even fight some Namorian soldiers to get away and stay safe.

She is still living in the forest, knowing the danger but she has no other place to go.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Afragian Desert

Faction (Southern Wastes or Namorian Empire or Other): Independent for now

Loves (Three things): Hunting, Singing (she has an amazing voice) and onions (raw)

Hates (Three things): Soldiers and Villagers who attack her just like that, rain, cold

Description of Weaponry and Armour (May only have 2 weapons on his persons, only one may be magical.):

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Numiera has no armor but plain, cotton blouse that has been coloured green, a brown leather west over it and a short skirt in green as well. under the skirt she also wears short, tight pants in light brown. Her boots are made out of leather as well as her handshoes, they are in the same tone as her west.

Her weaponry is also quiet... improvised:

She carries a bow with her that has actually been just carved out of a tree branch, the string is made out of leather straps and her arrow tips are made of an old scalemails scales Numiera once found in the forest. She carries only seven arrows with her and a small pouch with spare arrowtips. She has no quiver and thus she always transports her arrows in her hand.
Her other weapon isn't much better;

It is an old bronze dagger she found with the scalemail. Its blade is about 6" long and it is quiet heavy for her. It is plain with no special ornaments and even the design show it is really old.

Other: Numiera has no actual combat experience as she has only hunted or fled for the most of her life. she has no skills with swords or other melee weapons and her dagger is also mostly used for finishing off her prey or skinning the animals she has caught.

Only skills she can use in actual combat are her archery skills which she has honed for her whole life in the forest.
Name: Isabella Julia von Bayern

Age: 19

Race: Earthborn

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): --

Personality: Isabella is, in difference to her sister Ann really feminine woman who takes much care about her looks and manners as a woman and hates to do something unfeminine. Only crack in her perfect shell is her love for firearms and she is almost possessed by them and she brings all her free time taking care and maintaining her gun as if it were a living being (It has even a name; Jack).

Background: Isabella is the younger sister of Ann. She has a calm personality, almost cold and she is still single. She has been in the military for the last 6 years and is part of the Space assault troops of the Earthborn army stationed into the orbit of Eternum.

After the contact to Ann's unit was lost received Isabella the orders from the higher-ups of the military to find the unit and return the Mecha, "Talos" once she has found it. She has also received other orders from her parents to return Ann as she is to become the next high priestess and she must be returned.

Isabella is now nearing Eternum from the orbit with her troop of 15 other assailants.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Odin's Grotto

Faction (Southern Wastes or Namorean Empire or Other): Earthborn, Druada

Loves (Three things): Firearms, beer, beauty

Hates (Three things): Rude people, snakes, sweets

Description of Weaponry and Armour (May only have 2 weapons on his persons, only one may be magical.):

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Isabella's equipment is that of a typical earthern assault trooper, consisting of a light assault armor, hybrid boots and gloves (increase the movement of the wielder), communicator and radar/binocular in a headgear, a light assault rifle (12mm explosive rounds) with 8 replacement clips and 55 bullets/clip as well as a combat knife with universal blade.

She also carries a backpack with her that includes some spare clothes, medicines, rations and make-up.

Name: Syf (S-if)
Age: 2,200 -- appears to be 20
Race: God-Spawn
Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Nike

Personality:
As kind as they come, she prefers to give people the benefit of the doubt no matter their past. Many people mistake this as a weakness in her, but for those who are wise enough to see it, it becomes a gift. Her very presence seems to draw those of weaker minds towards her, in a friendly manner. She radiates compassion and goodness, but also power and death.

She can become as emotionless as the dirt she walks upon if she requires it, thought it is not often used. Her mind has been broken by the tortures and hallucinations of Hades and Loki, however it is not irreparable. She has many layers to her mind, and each containing different locks, and obstacles. It is a natural defense to prevent any further interference to her memories.

Because of her countless years in the Underworld, she harbors a hate for Loki and Hades, even sometimes to the point where she has vowed to cut their heads from their shoulders and send them to be tortured on the very ground where she was. This hatred also applies to demons, but she can tolerate some, namely those that under the control of a ‘master’.



Background:

Born to a military genius, and born under the name Syphian Drexa, she took the nickname Syf, allowing it to consume all traces of her true name. Her father, a military genius of the age, drew the attention of Nike, Goddess of Victory, and their union created who she is.

She was never the type of girl to act as a woman should, or relish in the beautification of a woman, instead she preferred the heat and adrenaline that was battle, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t beautiful. She had once won the heart of Greece’s most famous warrior; Achilles. However, Achilles was called to fight in the Trojan War. Syf knew that the death of Achilles would be in battle, and it was as she thought, he fell in the war against the Trojans.

After losing Achilles to the war, she no longer found time to love a man. Her heart had sealed itself from the arrows of Cupid, and manipulations of Aphrodite. A daughter of Victory did not have time for love, there were more important things to attend to; such as War.

War came to Greece, under the greed of the Spartans, and Syf came to the defense of her village, allowing her village to repel the Spartan invaders, and protect them from future attacks.

Her mother seeing her victories, and receiving all the tributes and prayers to her, granted Syf a minute seed of her power, but it was enough to allow Syf to become Immortal. In a result of the demi-god gaining immortality, a certain God of the Underworld, grew furious.

And in that fury, Hades, took Syf from the world of the living and imprisoned her in the Underworld for all eternity. She was subject to the tortures and mind rending hallucinations of the various minions under Hades, who had been aided by Loki. However, fate seemed to pity her, as Korzan son of Odin, was slain and Odin released his rage upon the world.

That magic, awakened her and allowed her to break free of the underworld, but the price of her freedom had been paid. She could no longer remember who she was, or where she came from; even her very appearance had been changed and concealed by the manipulations of Loki.

Loki had concocted a devious and cruel spell that concealed the true appearance and lineage of Syf, and would giver her a false appearance and lineage. He replaced Nike with Athena, and in turn shielded Syf from Nike, allowing Athena to believe that Syf was indeed, her daughter.

However, Loki’s spell is soon to break, as Syf is coming closer and closer to the truth of it all. She is on the verge of discovering who she really is, and it is only a matter of time before the shattering of Loki’s lies allows her to become who she was born to be.

A daughter of Victory....

Area: Free South

Faction: Independent

Loves (Three things): Intelligence, Strategy, Victory

Hates (Three things): Idiocy, Foolishness, Failure

Armor: Syf is given a silver winged helmet (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/00/94/00/009400a376c064511b9314eb3c495be8.jpg) that accentuates her black leather armor set (http://www.nimicoco.com/upload/20110413/Leather_Armor_Cuirass_Set_With_Corinthian_Helmet.j pg). The armor is a gift from her mother when she finds her true lineage. It belonged to her in ancient Greece and still maintains its craftsmanship.

Clothing/Accessories: When not in battle-armor, Syf can be seen in a beautiful white silk stola (http://dajahna1112.edublogs.org/files/2012/03/Ancient-Greek-Women-Wear-1ibmopt.jpg), and a pair of brown leather gladiator sandals (http://stikiishoes.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/roman.jpg). She wears an iron ankh (http://img0.etsystatic.com/026/0/8874448/il_340x270.545629242_2dqj.jpg) coated in a golden sheet.

http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg44/bobtheelf/dwana__s_spear_by_makani.jpg The spear of Victory, a gift from her mother upon discovery of her true, divine, lineage. The spear gives of a gentle thrum of energy that permeates the air with a nullifying aura the prevents most magical effects on Syf. It also glows with a soft yellow light that brightens upon her touch.
She also carries on her person a Greek Xiphos (http://files.inyourdreamsfx.webnode.com/system_preview_detail_200000025-ee5c7ef563/GEDC1001.JPG) that bears no magic, but is made with iron powder so as to prevent demonic intervention against her.
Appearance: http://www.beautiful-women-pedia.com/images/beautiful-face-black-hair.jpg
With eyes a mystical violet, and hair an alabaster white, Syf is an exotic beauty. Her skin is a fair tan color with various minor scars that tell the story of her tortures in the Underworld. She stands at 6’0” and weighs 140 Ibs, and granted she may look small, but her strength lies in her lineage. Her muscles were well toned due to her work in her previous world as a warrioress, but have faded for a lack of exercise, again due to her entrapment in the Underworld. Her facial features are often seen as impassiveness, but she has been known to show emotions, even if for the briefest time.

Name: Kuronus Grey

Age: 36

Race: Werewolf

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Considers Lupinus as his father

Appearance: Kuronus is a towering 6'5 man of the wilds. His body is well muscled, like that of a gladiator. With eyes as blue as the ocean, and that seem to pierce through your soul. he wears his deep brown hair in a tied so it lays down his back.

Personality: A loner, always looking out for himself above all else. Kuronus is much like the beast his god depicts, always searching for something, always hunting. Just like the wolf.

Background: Born in a unnamed small village in the woods, no one would have expected a giant of a man to be born here. He grew up a easy life as logger, but one trip into the woods didn't end the greatest. He was mauled what he could only assume was a giant wolf. But as the lunar cycle came to it's climax, he soon discovered what it truly was. On the night of his first turning, the entire village was slaughtered. Never being able to forgive himself, Kuronus now wanders aimlessly, feeding off wild game, and on highway men once the moon becomes full.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Self imposed nomad

Faction: None.

Loves (Three things): Star filled skies, fresh meat, and the open road

Hates (Three things): Congested citys, Tight spaces, and the dead.

Description of Weaponry and Armour (May only have 2 weapons on his persons, only one may be magical.): The Wolves Fang: A bastard sword fused with the magic power to sap the strength from those that feel this blades bite. The handle is in the shape of a wolf, with the gross guard as its head, and i lock of a dire wolfs hair hanging from a chain at the butt of the handel.

Along with his prized sword, Kuronus weilds a large long bow that he carved himself from an ancient tree, the wood it's made of is as hard as steel. Though this is its only special property.

As for armour, he wears a combination of steel plates mixed with leather armour that is well worn, and molded to his large muscled frame. Along with his armour, He wears a large cloak woven from the pelt of a massive white wolf. The cloak can fully cover him, acting as a blanket also.
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Name: Zar Stormwraith

Age: 26

Race: Looks Namorian... But the truth is unknown. >:3

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): His mother is Artemis, though he himself does not know it. She refuses to accept him as her son.

Personality: Zar is a mystery to everyone around him. Revealing nothing about himself as he learns everything he needs to know while only uttering a few words. Zar is a merciful man, though he will kill freely and without regret.

Background: Can I leave this a mystery? I'd like to reveal this as we go along?

Area: Hercine.

Faction: Freelance Assassin

Loves: Money, silence, and the sky during sunsets.

Hates: Snow, Drunks, and Demigods

Description of Weaponry and Armour: (See picture at top. ^)

Taulmaril: Also known as the heart seeker, this bow is the only gift Artemis ever graced her son with. The bow is heavily enchanted, each shot coating the arrow in a magic lightning that increases the strength of the shot, letting it pierce armor or cover with ease. Along with the bow, the quiver is also enchanted, never running out of arrows, and refilling the instant the last of the 20 arrows in it run out.

Zephyer Armor: Forged by a mage smith, this armor was made specifically for stealth and protection. It's formed to his body exactly, more like a second skin then armor. The entire suit of armor is enchanted to move silently, as well as weigh nothing.





Name: Else Odinsen

Age: 44

Race: Nord

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Her heart lies with her family and with her sense of justice. She is cunning and while has a sense of right and wrong, it is coated with vindictiveness and she will do anything to make sure that ‘justice’ is brought. She is smart, deceptive, and willing to do anything (spare harm her precious family) to be victorious. She does not take pride in what she does, arrogance isn’t her vice. She’s jaded by life and behind a beautiful face exists one of the most warped of minds.

Background: Else was one of the once scattered Southerners of Eternum. Beyond the walls of her village, life was dangerous, and even in its borders it was still dark, cold, and difficult. But she was held as a gem, for a woman, beauty was the greatest gifts she could receive; and in this regard she was wealthy.

Korzan, son of Odin, was a hero. He alone brought the Norse people together; he alone created a nation and with his own might, changed the fate of the world. And it was such a god-blessed figure who beseeched her to be his wife. Else thought herself to be the luckiest woman to have ever existed. To be the wife of such a handsome and noble figure was to be an endless privilege. Without hesitation, her father gave her hand.

And life was perfect : decorated with wealth, and power…until the first year passed: she was without child. Korzan wished to create his legacy, and with such a woman, he thought it would be strong, powerful, and healthy. Was this not the meaning behind beauty? Fertility?

Pressure built and built upon Else, she was just a commoner woman, regardless of her face. And no matter how much she tried it failed. She at first began using traditional remedies, nothing. She tried praying to the gods, nothing. And finally, throwing herself on her knees a year later she begged, begged to all the gods for their aid, she screamed for a child, screamed for her purpose as woman, nothing.

She knew her husband’s eye would start to wander soon, his dedicated monogamy was already a rarity, for him to stay with a barren woman when his bloodline is that of Odin himself…was impossible. With her family shunning her, Korzan growing aloof, and the gods seemingly forsaking her…she turned to drastic measures.

Enacting sacrificial rituals, using the lowliest of men and children, she communed with Zenita, demon mistress of lust and desire, to give her fertility, give her children. Her secret dark magic was her last attempt.

And it worked, soon enough, after two and a half years…she was with child. And life continued, it only skipped a beat. Child after child continued to come from her, each beautiful, strong, and healthy. Korzan was none the wiser…but they started to show signs of affliction. Multiple times she caught her eldest, Jóhann taking advantage of the slaves or those of low birth…those who wouldn’t dare speak ill of Odin’s blood. What disturbed Else most was this was starting from a very young age, he was only starting puberty.

Else did what she had to in order to keep her families’ dark tendencies hidden. This often included her murdering and replacing the help or intimidating any possible witnesses with legal execution. Her sin piled as she did all she could to ensure Korzan’s pride and the safety of her family would be kept strong.

In desperation she turned back to Zenita, asking why are her children so. Zenita told her she wished to desperately continue her bloodline, and now she did, and her children would carry this same desire…so to speak.

Years passed, it showed up in Hella, her eldest daughter, and in Kalle, her middle son (it has yet shown up Karla, though Maxwell had admitted it to her in confidence). The bodies raised and in a sick twist, her eldest children began to hide the secret with her. It was growing all the more impossible to hide, but with disgusting and twisted fate…her husband was murdered. Her family wept, and she grew in rage.

Korzan was murdered by the tyrants of the north: the Imperium. Without a Jarl, the Southern lands were going into chaos until, out of necessity and vengeance, Else herself…took the crown. A strange action, but with the eldest children of Odin supporting her, none stood up to her power.

In her majesty she now seeks the death of the Emperor and his country, by any means, the change of her culture to become a Queendom, to remove the sexual pressures and limiting expectations from women that she had to suffer, and show all the gods that man…or woman is in control of their life. She would never beg to the deaf gods for mercy again.

To do this she once more returned to Zenita, both grateful for the blessings that were her children and angered by the twist of her desire, to be granted greater strength so that she may take down the world’s powers and their beloved gods.


She stands at 5’7’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Nordic

Loves (Three things): Family (more than anything), deliverance of justice, and power

Hates (Three things): Limitation through social standing, the gods, the Emperor

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She decorates herself in beautiful weaved gowns and gemmed accessories, always to flaunt her beauty and wealth. On her head rests her late husband’s crown.



Name: Jóhann Odinsen

Age: 27

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Jóhann has the demonic affliction running through his body powerfully. He is a man of raging sexuality, taking an array of sexual partners and now with the death of his father is seen with concubines of both sexes all over him. He is lewd, aggressive and very much ran by his passions. Everyone is to be conquered, either sexually or by strength and domination.

His redeeming qualities are the willingness of how much he would do for has family and the protective nature he has over them.

Background: Jóhann was the first born, made through the black magic his mother desperately used so she would no longer be infertile. He was seen as a miracle for the sake of Else’s once thought barren womb and the fact he continues the Odin bloodline. He was to be Korzan’s successor and lead the Norse people proudly to victory.

However, his true nature began to kick in at 10 years old when he used his god given strength to have his way with a slave for the first time. The rush of power and lust gave him greater happiness than anything his father ever idealized about. His mother finally caught him at 13 and from there had his tracks more carefully covered, living his daytime life peacefully.

By the time he was 16 the hiding of the bodies had become a family affair as his younger sister Hella, who was 14 at the time, showed the same desires. Kalle was found guilty of this as well (it has not shown up yet in his three youngest siblings, though he suspects they have it too). However the morning they were always a loving and happy family. Being royalty and being the descendent of Odin brought great happiness until his father was murdered.

His mother picked up the crown to avenge his father, and while the world expected him to take it, he supported her in taking it for all the sacrifice she had made for him. Knowing full well the dark world that his mother was in he now helps support her cause.


He stands at 6’6’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex, conquest

Hates (Three things): Defeat, being dominated, the gods who forsaken his mother.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will, and is able to summon succubae and incubi from Zenita’s realm.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: As he’s currently not in combat, fine royal garments.



Name: Hella Odinsen

Age: 25

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Hella’s twisted desire comes though the enjoyment of manipulation. To her, there is nothing more enjoyable than twisting a man of purity into her own slave. She loves to taint the purest of hearts and minds and has a great ability to be manipulative. Hella is very cunning and as with her entire family, very family oriented. She is a daughter of Korzan and she has no problems using its name and god given power to her advantage.

Background: Being the second child she was also seen as blessing to the bloodline of Odin. Else was truly cured of her infertile state. While the greater population was thankful for the gods for this work, it was her and her eldest brother, Jóhann and in time, Kalle, her younger brother, who learned the truth. (it has not shown up yet in her three youngest siblings)

The three of them had…desires and wants that stemmed from something that was their innate nature. It was Jóhann and herself that embraced it and as she grew up she enjoyed seeing her mother ‘catch’ her in the act and have to murder the victims to keep the secret safe.

When her father died, she was in great emotional pain. But she grew even more proud of her mother when she took the crown, swearing to the Nordic people to avenge Korzan’s death. She supports her mother in her conquest of both Eternum and of the gods.


Without tats, stands at 5’8’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, hes mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex, manipulation

Hates (Three things): Being powerless, being dominated, the gods who forsaken her mother.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita she has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as she wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will, and is able to summon succubae and incubi from Zenita’s realm.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: In royal garment currently.



Name: Kalle Odinsen

Age: 23

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Kalle is at odds with himself. Often filled with the ungodly sexual urge he often tries to distract himself with family responsibilities, helping the Nordic people, and avenging his father. Though sadly he has…slipped a few times and is aware of the consequences of his actions, why he never sees those he’s had his way with anymore when his mother, and elder siblings learn of what he’d done.

On a constant path of redemption Kalle is the most shut off from the family, trying to deny the power and nature that run in his blood. This has often left him feeling lonely, and while he tries to isolate himself, his family always embraces him fondly.

Background: Kalle is the middle son, and simply put, lived luxuriously. In his teens he learned of the dark secret of his family though his desires, actions and finally his mother revealing it to him. Living with this has caused him a great deal of guilt while under the loving wing and protection of his father. Knowing this passed through his blood he has spoken with Karla and Maxwell (his two younger siblings of age) of the truth…tentatively they have revealed they have it as well, but have done their best to hide it. Kalle has done his best to mentor both gain self-control and fight the desire.

When Korzan was murdered, he grew furious…but gained something to focus his desires. When his mother took the position of Jarl it made him very uncomfortable, but at the same time she was one of the people he trusted most and hesitantly follows her command.



He stands at 6’2’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, peace, self-control

Hates (Three things): His desires, himself, losing control

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will. (Kalle is unable to summon demons to aid because of his uncertainty)

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Within the caste, he wears royal garments.



Name: Karla Odinsen

Age: 21

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Karla is a wallflower, this is greatly due to the feelings she has felt growing up as a young woman. To keep others safe she keeps herself locked away from most people spare her family. She is hopeful of a better future but often cries over her current life. She loves her family but is at the same time, afraid of them. She fears they are all monsters who should be put down.

Background: Karla is the fourth child, second daughter. Life was pleasurable as a child, never knowing of the skeletons in the closet until she started blooming. Her willpower saved her, but she often feared what she would do. It took Kalle’s intervention to let her know she was not crazy, it was hereditary. But it came with the truth that there was no real ‘cure’ for it, only to endure it and this fact has been very painful for her to bear.

When her father died and her mother took the crown she knew Else would be a strong female role model for the Nordic people to follow. However she is unaware of Else’s plans.



She stands at 5’5’’
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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Nordic people

Loves (Three things): Family, the future, redemption

Hates (Three things): the family secrets, death, her burdens

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita she has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as she wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will, unable to summon demons due to her uncertainty.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Karla adorns herself much like her mother, very feminine and in well-crafted dresses and accessories.



Name: Maxwell Odinsen

Age: 16

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Maxwell feels that his cursed and out of options. He and Karla have both been trying to prevent what happened to their older siblings happen to them, but the truth is that he’s already given in. Maxwell carries himself weakly, his sorrow quite visible. He has emotional outbursts and often runs away for seclusion and peace of mind.

He feels that he has to man up, and to do this he has come forward to Else, giving himself purpose in life. If he’s going to be ‘bad’ he will at least do it serving his family’s cause. He is grateful for his family’s love, regardless of how much of a freak he is.

Background: Maxwell is the fifth child and the youngest brother of the Odinsen bloodline. His life follows much the same as the rest: luxurious and happy childhood until the bitter truth came as he grew into young adult hood.

When his mother became Jarl he supported her and stands by her side, though he fights his nature.


He stands at 5’10’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex (with guilt), freedom

Hates (Three things): his nature, his mother (for making him who he is love/hate), Namor empire.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will. (Kalle is unable to summon demons to aid because of his uncertainty)

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Maxwell is wearing currently wearing royal garment.



Name: Nea Odinsen

Age: 5

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Nea is a happy-go-lucky girl who is always seen smiling and happy. She is very loving.

Background: She is the sixth child of the Odinsen bloodline and lives in blissful ignorance.


She stands 3’5’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Her mother

Loves (Three things): Happiness, family, fun

Hates (Three things): Scary things, being a ‘naughty girl’, when mother combs her hair

Magical Qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

Succubus powers are dormant.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She is dressed in small but fashionable dresses.





Name: Zahneri

Age: 28

Race: Elder Succubus

Godly Parents: Zenita

Personality: Zahneri is a willing demonic servant to the Odinsen family. She often remains silent keeps her thoughts to herself unless asked. As with all succubae she pleasures in control and domination.

Background: She was conjured by Zenita for the soul purpose of adding the Odinsen family. Elder is a state of power, not age.

Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Odinsen family

Loves (Three things): Servitude, control, struggle

Hates (Three things): Failure, lack of control, disappointment of her masters


She stands at 6’0’’ has four permanent human sized bat wings, two large, black, horns that stick from the top of her head, and hooved feet with some black fur around them. She has mocha colored skin like that of the Afragian (Spoiler - Her entire torso is now covered in rock spare a space at the chest to show pushed up cleavage)

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Magical Qualities:

Her wings grant her flight and has pointed, reflective, black nails that can cut up through leather.

She has the succubus power of seduction.

In a puff of black smoke she can teleport anywhere in Eternum and in the realm of Zenita.

Has an innate weakness to sun, fire, or light based magic.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She is adorned in swirly armor made of magical, brown rock, that dance across her body very sensuously. They barely cover the essentials, and coil out to her wrists and hooved feet. Black silk capes down from her arms to the ground. It grants her sturdy protection from magic.

Name: Oerin

Age: Newly created (A week)

Race: Tainted Odin Spawn (Raven)

Godly Parents: Hella and Jóhann (By blood magic) No relation.

Personality: Oerin has strong connection to life and the sky. He is quite human and compassionate in personality and his sense of morality is still new and developing. Experience has yet shaped or tested him. He is still coming to terms with his existence.

Background: Created by the ritual guided by Zahneri, it was supposed to create another Elder Succubus in hopes to helping the Odinsens fight the approaching threat from the purple light. However, Zahneri miscalculated the effects of Odin’s blood added to the ritual and instead the intended creation, an entirely new demonic entity was forged.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Odinsen Family

Loves (Three things): The sky, flight, the happiness of the Odinsens

Hates (Three things): Threats to Odinsens, immorality, feeling freakish.

Oerin stands at 5’10’’ has two large permanent black raven wings, one of Odin’s symbolic animals. His feet are raven talons with black feathers surrounding the lower calf and ankles.

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Magical Qualities:

Has all magical senses of a standard demon.

His raven wings grant flight.

Can shape shift into a raven.

Able to speak with birds.

His hands can shape into large talons, much like the talons of his feet, these can cut through thick metal easily and use them for rapid combat.

With a pluck of a feather from his body, he can create a magical raven that will listen to his commands and share telepathic bond.

Odin’s blood in his body gives him greater tenacity against attacks.

Selflessly, he can transfer wounds from others into his/her body, the transfer rate is reduced due to tenacity. (He cannot transfer wounds from his body onto others)

Sacrificing his life (magical energies of Odin) can resurrect someone.

Has a weakness to elemental magic: earth, wind, fire water.

Description of Weaponry and Armour:

Oerin is adorned in swirly armor made of magical, brown rock that dances across his body very sensuously. They barely cover the essentials, and coil out to his wrists and talon feet. It grants him sturdy protection from magic.



Name: Alya

Age: Newly Created (A week)

Race: Tainted Odin Spawn (Swan)

Godly Parents: Hella and Jóhann (By blood magic) No relation.

Personality: Alya is very nurturing and loving by nature. Her dedication to the Odinsens is sharp and she is able to be both motherly and goal oriented. Her existence and emotional makeup seem to be quite odd to her demonic heritage.

Background: The second creation of the ritual guided by Zahneri the results were unexpected. Proving that the magic of the ritual will tap into a random aspect of Odin’s forms of creation, Alya was a pleasant surprise.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Odinsen Family

Loves (Three things): Health and happiness of the Odinsens, resolved conflicts, something to tend to.

Hates (Three things): Pain and strife of the Odinsens, oppression, stereotypes of demons

Ayla stands at 5’6’’ and has two permanent, large, collapsible, and fluffy white swan wings that peak a few feet above her head and extend to the ground. Her skin has a natural glow: one that emulates a bright ‘Mother’s Glow’. In the mix of her full hair, a strand of beautiful, small diamonds grows down near her face. Her voice is musical in its beauty.

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Magical Qualities:

Has all magical senses of a standard demon.

Her skin has a soft, radiant glow that allures all (spare her masters). While it is not mind controlling, it can sway judgment, especially if it’s about her.

She can speak with birds

Her white feather wings grant her flight

In a dim star of light she can teleport anywhere on Eternum and in the realm of Zenita

Her touch is powerful: it can grant her all the subject’s memories or heal them. Her healing ability can do dramatic feats such as restoring lost limbs, and curing disease. The more wounded a person, the more draining it is to heal them.

She has strong ice magic. It is the only magic she can cast, beyond her other abilities.

Odin’s blood in her body gives him greater tenacity against attacks.

Sacrificing her life (magical energies of Odin) can resurrect someone.

She has an innate weakness to fire magic.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: On the sides of her shoulders, waist, hips and the back of her hands are small diamond stars attached to her skin. They hold together magically twinkling clear white silk that flows down her entire body loosely. It dips in the front and back down to above her pelvis. This gives her sturdy protection from magic.



Name: Xal

Age: Newly Created

Race: Tainted Odin Spawn (Brown Bear)

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Hella and Jóhann (By blood magic) No relation.

Personality: Xal is prideful and carries himself at his full height at all times. While he is a slow mover, each motion and action he takes is done so purposefully. Xal keeps quiet and serves, even if the task is a brutal one. He is a protector and bound to them, he will not sway from them even if his life depended on it. He is quiet, and powerful.
When cornered, Xal will fight fearlessly.

Background: Xal is the third Demon created from Zahneri’s instruction and the blood magic of the two eldest Odinsens. Jóhann and Hella have finally been granted their wish and have been learning about their new spawn, intimately.

Area (Region, Mages Guild, Emor etc etc): Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Odinsen Family

Loves (Three things): Obedience, Strength, Keeping his charges safe

Hates (Three things): Failure, losing, fast moving things

Stands at 6’8’’

Xal has a wide and but handsome face, a light Afragian complexion, and intimidating round green eyes. Has the most Human appearance of the Odinsen Demons as he has no physical markers of his Demon blood. His facial features resemble that of a bear’s.

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Magical Qualities:

Has all magical senses of a standard demon.

Can shape shift into a large adult brown bear with greater strength and a thick hide that can deflect most blades.

Has superior strength and sense of smell in human form.

His bear claws can shred through thick metals and his hands can be turned to bear paws.

Can roar loudly, within ten to fifteen feet this can be disorienting if not crippling.

Can speak with all bears.

Odin’s blood in his body gives him greater tenacity against attacks.

Sacrificing his life (magical energies of Odin) can resurrect someone.

Has no innate magical weaknesses but is inherently slower unless he exerts himself to charge or run.


Description of Weaponry and Armour (May only have 2 weapons on his persons, only one may be magical.):




Åge: a 17 year old house slave of the Odinsen family. Has six month affair with Maxwell. Karla has interest in him too. Is scrawny, has brown locks of hair and blue eyes. Roughly 6 feet and lanky. Pale. Killed by Zahneri after Karla took him by force.

Lars Dahl: A Hurtug of 56. He stands tall, has a ticker belly and publically opposes Else’s rule. Chieftan of Norland Village

Mikkel Engh: Hurtug of Akershus, it is near the Pass of Neptune

Hurtug Ole: Leader of Rogaland village (Near the Ocean)

Selma: Karla’s old personal caretaker. A plumb middle age woman, brown hair, blue eyes.

Beata: Young adult house slave who has attraction to Kalle. Crafted him a blanket with the crown on it. Brown hair.

Concubines: Four of them, one is a blonde female. They are bound by the succubae spells.

Fritjof: Royal guard – sacrificed. he had been with the Odiensen family for over twenty years. In his forties he was still strong and proud of the Free South he followed. He was a man of great devotion to Odin

Inge: Royal guard – sacrificed. Inge, he was younger, in his twenties he grew up with the ideology of Korzan and took blade in his name. Of many of the soldiers, he was one of the hardest hit with Korzan's assassination. Else’s mind flashed back to a moment the two had shared last year mourning together, watching the man they both loved drift off into the cold waters on burning ship

Housecarl Yngve of Odinsen: the personal bodyguard and muscle of the family. A grizzly, toned man in his 60s who had fought alongside Korzan to help create the Free South. At a height of 6’8’’, the weapons master was a beast of a man: short gray beard, a gray ponytail, square head, with stern, heavy features that were accentuated by three bear claw scars moving down his right eye showed him to be this. Korzan himself appointed this man to this position of power, and has since then helped teach new generations of Branjskr how to fight…making the city filled with powerful warriors, his teachings have passed down to new teachers...men and women alike. Else and the Housecarl were close friends while Korzan reigned…but much has changed since then. He has spent much of the last year continuing his teaching, having near to no contact with the family he was in charge of protecting.

Landswoman Kia: The leader of the those who have sworn military oath to House Oidensen. Being in her 40s she still had some youthful shine about her. Voluminous blonde coils were a knock out, eyes arcing and eyes fierce. But it was her permanently broken nose that changed her from being drooled over by her subordinates, to respected and to some, feared. Her time was spent speaking of the Hurtug’s of each village, ensuring safety. Her height was a proud 5’10’’, was of a strong build, and her skill with a broadsword was one to not be denied, nor her aim with a bow. Her skill in beast mastery granted her many fierce companions.


With much more snow, on top of a hill, and no water. The section of the building on the right is the slave quarters and it is equally well furnished.

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Most are shaped like this, the common appearance of Southern villages.

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Name: Vardren Hezdial

Age: 33

Race: Vampire

Appearance: http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2011/043/4/b/plague_doctor_by_niconoff-d39d6n7.jpg

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Vardren Hezdial, although not quite insane, is both extremely obsessive and very fickle in his interests. Besides diseases and plagues, little else interests him; the chaos of his daily proceedings is often enough to satiate whatever urge he feels. When Vardren wants to get something done, he either does it himself or forces his younger sister to do it for him. Willing to kill, maim, and torture anyone who impedes him, Vardren has never been known for his compassion--especially since he became a vampire. Without a doubt, the only thing you can expect from Vardren is an unwavering disdain for everyone and everything considered 'pristine'.

A self-proclaimed physician, he scours Eternum for afflictions and poisons to contain and collect, as is his personal hobby. Vardren especially takes great delight in capturing 'subjects' to forcibly apply whatever fancy poison or disease he has been able to isolate. Although his subjects almost never partake in his experiments willingly, it would be unfair to say that Vardren does not consider everyone equal for the prestigious position of infection host--he tests a single substance on at least seven different subjects of various races and statures to make sure the results he records are accurate: without very many other redeeming qualities, his non-discriminatory nature is something he prides himself on. Whether or not that is a good or bad thing for his prey, Vardren couldn't care less. In the end, spreading corruption and disease is his purpose--a purpose that no one can dissuade him from fulfilling.

Background: Vardren's life has been exceptionally unfortunate, which is speculated to be the root of his manic obsessions. As a young boy, his Namorian family was all but forced to flee the empire after several charges of corruption and murder were levied against Vardren's father--Tobias Hezdial. Because of their relative wealth prior to traveling to Dun Moriga, the family managed to erect a fairly large mountain estate in a somewhat secluded part of the mountains. As a young boy, Vardren hardly understood the gravity of the move, and so thought little of it, although it meant he had to leave behind his friends and neighbors.

This changed when he grew into adolescence. With only his younger sister as a friend, Vardren had little else to do but study the world through his father's tomes and letters. Without his mother, whom had died when he was ten years old, the young man lived in a constant shadow of his father, who grew ever more irritable as the days in solitude passed. As an outlet, the late Tobias Hezdial would drown his wits in alcohol and proceed to spend his nights stamping around the half-empty house with his sword--a token from his service days--which he would use to threaten the lives of his two children, who were naught more than leeches in his mind by the end of his sad and lonely life. In fact, neither of them would've survived their life up there had it not been for what Vardren would one day consider a blessing in disguise. During this period of his youth, the first of the official attacks on the South commenced and for the next fifteen years the war would continue to rage. As such, recruiting officers were not rare amongst the provinces.

Perhaps his father finally realized that over fifteen years of isolation, he was going insane. Perhaps he was simply drunk, and decided to make a half-hearted decision to rejoin the Imperium's forces. Either way, Vardren woke up one day to find his father gone, and a hazy silhouette riding out his front driveway. Tobias had left his kids with a note stained with droplets of Dwarven stout and, presumably, tears. It had read, "Gone to war, good luck." Vardren's younger sister, Cassandra, could hardly cope with herself, and soon became a nervous wreck. Vardren, seeing her anguish, took it upon himself to make sure the two of them survived no matter what. Soon, out of necessity, he became good at hunting in the surrounding forests. The two children lived almost like savages; their subsistence hunting and poor living conditions only deteriorated every year.

Eventually, Vardren found his way to Ech Zilidar, where he competed in the arena. Years of living in the wilds had made him agile and proficient with an array of weapons. Unfortunately, game in the mountains had declined, and both he and his sister needed a source of sustenance. Not wanting to watch her starve, the boy fought to the brink of death as often as possible, if only to scrap together enough coin for a couple loaves of bread. For a while, he was held in high repute as a fighter, until he stepped into the ring with an Afragian expat known only as the serpent. Vardren did not heed the warnings of his sister, or the crowd, and charged the mysterious warrior head on. As if it were rehearsed, the man outplayed his every move, slicing small notches all over Vardren's skin. drained of blood and stamina alike, the boy was hapless as his attacker lifted him off the ground with one hand. Sputtering for life, Vardren scanned the crowd for anyone who could help him, but even his sister was unable to come to his aid.

The attacker, seeing his persistence, dumped a vile of neon liquid atop Vardren's face, scalding him and causing grotesque and permanent burns that he would carry for the rest of his life. Vardren was spared in the ring, but as he was unable to hunt after that, both he and his sister lived near-starvation, unable even to beg in Ech Zilidar's streets for fear of persecution. Two more years passed before the legendary assassination of Korzan occurred. The children, who had long since lost faith in their gods, were not much more than rats living beneath the floorboards of their home when Odin's magical anomaly began to affect them. Vardren remembers how it felt to wake up, empowered and healthy for the first time in years. The vampire virus had rooted itself within him and his sister, and with an insatiable urge to drink, Vardren scoured the forests for life before settling on the fallen carcass of a deer. Both he and his sister drank the crimson blood with ease as they had been forced to do many a winter just to stay warm.

From that point Vardren realized that he had been given a second chance. The plague he carried was a weapon; a weapon that he would use to spurn all mortal men and all gods regardless of their allegiance. No one had helped either he or his sister--certainly not the Imperium--and he would carry that grudge against the world into his newest profession. Wearing a beaked mask to cover his scarred and horrid face, Vardren emerged from his isolated estate as a new man: a man obsessed with the power of disease and blight. From that point, Vardren began to study not only disease, but it's patron demon: Beelzebub. Fascinated by the idea of a lord of plague, Vardren proclaimed the demon as his new god. In his honor, Vardren would bring blight and suffering to all he crossed. Man, woman, or child, no one would be saved.

Area: Presently in a dwarvern prison on the outskirts of Ech Zilidar.

Faction: Independent/ Follower of Beelzebub

Loves (Three things): Sickness, Chaos, Vengeance

Hates (Three things): The Imperium, Arrogance in others, Purity

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Vardren wears a long cloak, embedded with boiled leather and scraps of chain mail he has collected over the years. Because of it's many layers, it is both durable and practical for mountain life. His cloak is also covered with leather belts, each containing a myriad of jars and vials, where he keeps the poisons, parasites, and rot that he collects during his travels. Additionally, he wears standard mountain boots and pants, along with his famed mask.

As both a weapon and medical tool, Vardren carries the plague-sword Var'Zhal (http://http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/010/3/e/darkness_demon_sword_by_joeman454-d36wra0.png)--a short sword he enchanted himself after extensively studying every demonic ritual his father's books spoke of. The blade's only real magical property is a very basic effect: The wounds inflicted by the sword close three times slower than they would regularly. A cut to the forefinger, which might usually take ten minutes to stem the bleeding of, would take thirty and so on. Vardren takes great joy in watching his prey bleed continuously from a wound they wouldn't otherwise suspect dangerous, but mainly because of their terrified reactions. The sword is made of durable steel, but because he carries no other weapon, Vardren often poisons the blade--especially during experiments, as this is the only method of transfer he enjoys--to not only inflict a serious bleeding effect, but also to give any fleeing foe a potentially deadly parting gift.
Name: Cassandra Hezdial

Age: 29

Race: Vampire

Appearance: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090821161507/soulcalibur/de/images/8/8a/Tira_%28SC_Broken_Destiny%29.jpg

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Madness. Sheer madness is all that Cassandra knows. One moment, she'll laugh and dance about, but the next she will be as forlorn as any murderer, and twice as cruel. A million desires tug her mind in all directions, and only the lucky few are ever spared her violent outbursts. More confused than anything else, Cassandra uses her brother, Vardren as an anchor to tie her conscious to: wherever he goes, she goes, and whatever he does, then so must she. She wasn't always so befuddled, but instead was a lively and joyous young girl--even during times of great suffering. To her, happiness and optimism were tools to delude oneself about the real state of things, but even happiness had it's limits.

When the vampire virus took to her body, the magical radiation had other effects on her mind. After tending to a wounded brother in a lonesome house, Cassandra had already begun to develop a serious case of split-personality disorder to fill the social void that being alone had created. Years of struggling and fighting, both in the woods and on the streets of Ech Zilidar, created the first and most prominent of the two personalities: Cassandra the huntress. Cold and calculating, when in this mode Cassandra only focuses on her objectives, regardless of who she might be hurting. Blood and pain excite her more demented half, and she willingly embraces her vampirism to spread fear and chaos wherever her brother might wish it.

Alternatively, Cassandra unknowingly held onto another, far more docile part of her being. After years of tending to her brother's wounds and to their living quarters, she had hardly any time to be a child: their father left when she was still a young age. When in this aspect of her personality, the simplest of life's beauties enthrall her, and she is prone to hysterical fits of laughter and glee--much to her brother's distaste. Although she is far less aggressive, this part of her is just as manic as the other, and her insanity is still all too present. All the same, this is the person Cassandra wishes she could be most, but rough circumstances and an undying devotion to her brother's vengeful ideals force her to often abandon this alter-ego.

Background: Growing up in the mountains of Dun Moriga was no easy feat for Cassandra. She had but a single ally: her brother. Like a frightened animal, Cassandra would wander from one imposing hall to the other, often getting lost in her own home. The shadows and apparitions she always seemed to glimpse at night would keep her awake for days; her parents continuous struggles to make ends meet, and her own lack of a social outlet only made these night terrors worse.

Even from a young age, Cassandra knew she was craven: the stories of valiant warriors, war, and sacrifice only seemed to scare her more than they did inspire her. Swords and shields only represented a violent and malicious world that she was glad her family left behind. At least, she thought they had. When her mother died, Cassandra wept incessantly for days on end: The only other woman in the house, Cassandra's mother would always be the one to comfort her when her father or brother grew violent. She was the only one Cassandra could cling to without fear of backlash--the only one she could ever truly love. She was gone though, and Cassandra had to choose between the constantly-battling family members that remained. Her mother's death drove her father to drinking, which made him an enemy to the children. As she matured into a young woman, her former perception of monsters and demons began to take a physical form in the brute of a father she had to deal with. This was when she first began to hear the other voice. A twisted voice of a young woman, but cloudy with an almost hoarse undertone. It would be there in her sleep, and during the times when she was most alone. Like a whisper in her ear, this aggressive voice began to tell her to do dark and unforgivable things.

Murder. It was always there in the back of her mind when she was most vulnerable. One day the maddening cries of the voice began to cloud her better judgement, forcing her from her bed and into her father's solar. There, near an old oak desk sat the letter and bottle that would spell out her missing prey's fate. From the window, she could see him leaving, and without realizing it, her brother arrived besides her. Cassandra saw his internal grief, and reciprocated it with her own. The two cried for a time, but suddenly and without warning, her brother lurched from his seat and dashed off to his room.
Their father, a man whom she detested for constantly hurting her brother, had done the unthinkable and abandoned them to die.

Wracked with an anger so great she could hardly bear it, Cassandra dashed off after him, running in her sleeping gown with a knife she hadn't realized she owned in one hand. A girl of twelve, she hardly knew how to hold a blade let alone kill someone with it. Luckily, she didn't have to: her father's horse was far faster than she remembered it being and, before long, she couldn't even make it out through the thick morning fog.

For the years that followed, she stayed alongside her brother through thick and thin. When he needed a nurse, she could be one. When he needed a hunter, she could be that too. The sole family she had left, Vardren had to survive no matter what. She would give her own life for him if necessary--would even do it gladly if it meant an end to the maddening whispers in her head. During their time in Ech Zilidemr, she stood proud of the warrior her brother had become. Foolishly, she thought him unbeatable: when the fateful day came and he was tossed to the floor writhing in pain, she was unable help him. Restrained by dwarven onlookers and guards, Cassandra haplessly watched as they carted her dying brother away.

When she found his body left alongside the dump, she did her best to revive him, but found herself shaking in grief. With all her willpower, she dragged him out the city on her own bare back and into the mountain haze. Onlookers shook their heads in pity, and the guards did naught but watch her struggle. It was both maddening and humiliating, but she carried on for days until she managed to crawl through her family estate's gate, feet bleeding from days of walking, and back nearly broken from the heavy lifting she had to endure.

The curse came soon after--an infection, her brother called it. Vardren saw it as a chance of redemption and vengeance upon everyone and everything in his path. He grew obsessed with every and all afflictions, seeking out as many rare diseases as possible before forcing them on others. It was wrong to her, yet another part of her felt so right. The whispers became louder and louder until she realized that they were not just dark imaginings: they were as much as part of her as the skin she wore. Embracing the darkness, Cassandra's power elevated to new heights. Never again would she have to worry: as long as she stood in the way, no one would be able to kill her brother. The madness became her shield, and the darkness her sword. Those that harmed her brother would pay in full--Vardren saw to that--she had only one job: to keep him alive.

Like her brother, she abandoned the gods of her father; they clearly had no love for the Hezdial children. Whereas her brother worshiped the lord of diseases and plagues, she gave herself to Hothian's doctrine of madness, even going to far as to fantasize meeting the demon in person. She too read whatever stories and texts she could get a hold on, but the warnings of inescapable madness and despair only furthered her love for the chaos that swam inside of her mind.

Area: Forests of Dun Moriga

Faction: Independent/ Follower of Hothian

Loves: Vardren, Chaos, Change

Hates: Order, Civilization, Loneliness

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Cassandra wears a light, but durable leather cuirass, underneath a crimson red top that she found in her mother's old room. Leather combat boots and gloves are also common supplements to her apparel, as her lifestyle often requires that she work within the secluded woods of Dun Moriga. Her only weapon is a large ring-blade (http://www.cosplayisland.co.uk/files/costumes/678/34156/tira%20ring1.jpg) that she fashioned herself from an old dwarven store-sign. The steel ring had been a symbol of craftsmanship, but after the village suffered a series of violent outbreaks, and the remaining villagers fled, Cassandra stole the old ornament and fashioned its outer edge into a sharp blade to be used in combat. It's not magical, but after a year or so of practice, she is adept at twirling and spinning the blade at a lethal speed, and has no trouble using it as either a close combat weapon, or a throwing weapon depending on the situation.
Name: Queen Nesara Kamienrah

Age: 27

Race: Afragian

Godly Parents: Horus, and the rumor she carries the blood of Nefertiti

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Personality: Respect and and kindness is what describes Nesara and how she leads her people. Her love is shown in her actions as well as her anger through a sharp tongue whether it's put elegantly or down right to the point with no regards to others those around will know one way or another her feelings. Honor and loyalty goes very far with her along with hard work. When it comes down to it, Nesara will help the farmers toil the earth herself sweating just as hard if it means that it will bring in a better crop. Groomed since birth to take the ruling title as her ancestors before her and so on... Nesara carries herself elegantly very well when it matters the most with a voice like the sweetest honey and eyes that can carry anyone away from their troubles.

Background: Groomed since birth to take the ruling title as her once father, King Tankroun did and her ancestors before her and so on... Nesara carries herself elegantly very well when it matters the most with a voice like the sweetest honey and eyes that can carry anyone away from their troubles. She along with the Afragian Senate, have managed the civilization and successfully prospered after the death of the King Tankroun only 4 short years ago at the prime age of 145. Still very young she accepted the crown with a solom vow to never let her people suffer or cry in vain and dispair without due justice.

Ability: Great skills in battle strategy, weapons, delegation, politics, etiquette, etc..and long life stamina. All that it takes to make a Great Queen.

Being a child of Horus God of Victory, she has the greater ability to instil confidence in her allies and evoke fear in her enemies.

Faction: Edge of the Afragian Desert, bordering Dun Moriga

Loves: Sunny days, singing, company of others.

Hates: Liars, thieves, cold

Description of Weaponry: One dagger strapped to her side when needed, long distance bow with poisoned arrows.

Name: King Jornak Iron-Beard “Hero of Dun Moriga”

Age: 127

Race: Dwarf

Godly Parents: Rumored to have the blood of Vulcan in his veins, because of his unnatural immunity to fire.

Personality: Jornak is as loyal as a dwarf can be. He firmly believes there is no higher honor than to remain loyal in life to the one whom you have sworn an oath of fealty, loyalty, or love, to. He views each oath a separate one, and as such it becomes difficult for him to be himself, and enjoy the pleasures that life has to offer. He has a strong sense of duty, and often takes it quite hard if he fails in a duty, in that he will berate himself constantly, one time for an entire year without reprieve.

He is quite distrusting of suspicious characters, which most are to him, unless he knows them personally. He isn't trusting of outsiders, nor the Empire, but he tolerates them as they are helping his people, and his king has asked him to do so. He is a fierce and avid defender of his people, refusing to run away from enemies, unless there is no absolute way to achieve victory. This often leads him to life-threatening situations, but of course, he manages to find a way out of him, leading to many believing he is the chosen of Vulcan; which is not true, though he has been gifted by him.

His acts of valor and conquest in the name of Ech Zilidar, and the Dun Morigan dwarves, have earned him the title of “Hero of Dun Moriga”. He is not a fan of the fame and honor that comes with the title, and often avoids the common people, and many of the dwarves, to avoid the idolatry of many of the dwarves. He hates that his fame allows him no sanctuary from the people, and though he is proud of his accomplishment, he curses it.

His family is the most important thing to him, and he would quite literally do anything for them. He ensures that they are well taken care of, over anything else, and ensures that they maintain safety and tranquility within Ech Zilidar. If he were to lose his family it would likely destroy him, and he would, likely, go mad with a rage that would rival that of the Namorian god Mars.


Background:
From the time of his birth, Jornak was known to be different. His mother nearly died on his birth, because he was rather large for even dwarven standards, though he never reached the height of say a Namorian, he was far larger than most dwarves at birth. His musculature system was already progressing, and he was able to wield a hand-axe by the age of 1, and for some time after, he led a fairly normal life; but that was before the incident occurred.

His mother found him sitting in the fireplace in their home, and she screamed running to him, and throwing her arms in the fire to retrieve her child, burning the nerves in her arm irreparably, before realizing that her son was not affected by the flames. It was something that perplexed her, and though she never regretted her arms being rendered useless, she worried for her child. It was not long after that word of the incident reached the ears of many of the dwarves in Ech Zilidar, and they all wanted to witness the miracle that was Jornak. However, his parents wished to keep him from all the attention, and rejected all visitors.

Throughout his childhood, Jornak found himself being singled out, and often times made fun of, for his lame-armed mother, and his crippled sister. The story of how his sister became crippled was something that was well known within the dwarven communities, and though they were a prominent, noble, family, they were shunned.

However, Jornak never let the shunnings of the community get to him, instead he strived to prove to them that his family was not useless. In his early years of schooling, he excelled in the use of weaponry, though he was not made for the art of smithing or inventing. Jornak often times got into fights as a child, many of which were over his family, and he nearly always came out on top, only ever being beaten by a dwarf that came to be his best friend.

As the years went on, Jornak grew older, and tales of his accomplishments grew, his skills and valor in various skirmishes and wars in dwarven history becoming a prominent part of his life. He shied away from the attention that was afforded to him by these tales, and he tended to stay to himself most of the time, only ever being seen in public with his only friend, Davekrir. He was the only dwarf that Jornak had gotten close to, and many considered it to be a “loving” relationship, but Jornak did love Davekrir. However, that all changed when they went to war together.

Davekrir was slain in battle alongside many of Jornak's comrades, and he went mad with rage, ignoring all wounds, and slaughtering many enemies before the reserves came in and aided him in retreating back into the heart of dwarven lands. . It was at this time that his rage became known, and though he slaughtered many, and blood stained his hands, he was known as “Hero of Dun Moriga”. Jornak had hated no title more than that one, and felt that it was ill deserved, nor was it an appropriate one.

When he arrived home, he received a hero's welcome, though it was uncalled for in his eyes. He did not stay around for the pleasantries, only giving his respect to the king, and then leaving to his home, whereupon he entered his room and did not leave for days. His parents began to worry for him, but it was for naught, because he came from his room nearly a week later, and he appeared to be fine.

Years passed, and Davekrir became a distant memory, but it was one that was held close to his heart. Jornak never again sought to love another, and as of yet, has found no one suitable to him, nor does he plan to.

He has been assigned the role of ensuring, and watching over the Princess of Afragia, whilst she is in dwarven lands, and to ensure that she has the utmost dwarven hospitality available to her.

Area: Dun Moriga

Faction: Emor

Loves (Three things): Honor, Loyalty, Strength

Hates (Three things): Death, Fame, War

Description of Weaponry and Armour:
Jornak carries on his person a massive battle-axe (http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120612180561/elderscrolls/images/9/93/Oblivion_DwarvenBattleAxe.png) that has been crafted from the finest dwarven materials. It is long enough to be used as a walking aid, as well as an effective weapon.
He also carries on him a smaller single axe (http://www.kultofathena.com/images/TY0025A_4_l.jpg) enchanted with a lethal poison that takes hours to set in, but is quite fatal when it has settled into the blood stream.

Apperance: http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/27/640x886_6338_Dwarf_Lord_2d_fantasy_dwarf_warrior_p icture_image_digital_art.jpg Jornak stands at 5' 3" and weighs 200 Ibs of muscle. He has proud features, and powerful emerald eyes that radiate of pure energy and power. He has long mahogany hair braided tightly into the standard dwarven fashion, and his beard is decorated with various iron pieces that clink as he walks. He has fair olive skin with various scars and scrapes that tell the story of his past, and the battles that he has took part in.
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Juno knows the harshness that life has to offer its denizens. Losing her husband at the mere age of 25, she was left with four children, and a home that seemed to lack the proper life that should be in a home. She is a tough woman, and deals with much, and only now does she leave her children to find a cure for the disease that is eating away every memory that she has of her husband, and life, as well as eating away her skin. Life is beginning its slow and painful end, and the only hope she has of stopping this, is getting to the underworld and finding the heart of a Fungi, a creation of the demon lord Beezlebub. She doesn't want to leave her children without a mother and a father, and this is her driving force to brave the world beyond her home, and return to her family as a new, and healthy person.

Name: Vipsania Junova Marcianna

Preffered Name: Juno

Age: 28

Race: Namorian

Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): N/A

Personality: Humble, and Kind; Juno has a hospitable heart, and an even kinder outlook on life. She refuses to be brought down by the darkness and cruelty that the world has offered many people in today's Eternum. The war has had a devastating impact on her family, and she still refuses to fall prey to misery and sorrow. She mourns the loss of her husband, but she knows that she has to be strong for her children, who look to their mother for survival.

Her children are the most important thing in her life, and she refuses to allow harm to come to them, but this disease that is eating her away slowly, is affecting her ability to maintain the safety of her children. It's eating away the memories of her past, and erasing her future, and she has to find a way to stop it, before she forgets her children entirely.

She is often looked upon as frail, and weak, but holds a fiery drive within her, that allows her to have the strength to complete her mission. Whether or not she will be successful is to be decided, but what she does know is that she will not give up on her children, no matter the personal cost to herself.

Background:

Juno is unable to recall much of her past, before her marriage to an officer in the Imperial army. Her husband was killed on the battlefield in one of the many wars that the Imperium has faced, and that death struck a blow to her that would forever mar her happiness. She had four children, all products of their fathers legacy.

Her children, Augustus, Luviana, Marcustus, and Crixus, mean the world to her. They are the most important thing in her life, and it is because of them that she has left the safety of her home in order to find a cure for the disease that has been ailing her for some time.

Zamibian Necrotizing Retinential Fasciitis, or so the physician told her. It was told that she contracted it from the bite of a reptile originating in Zamibia. The disease itself eat away her skin, and her memories at a constant and alarming rate, only increasing as the weeks go by. Her only hope is to find the heart of a fungi in Tartarus and eat it to cure herself of this affliction, and return to her children.

Getting there just won't be so easy...
Area: Afragia

Faction: Emor

Loves (Three things): Family, Courage, Companionship

Hates (Three things): Loss, Isolation, Fear

Appearance Details:Standing at 5' 7” tall, and weighing a mere 130 Ibs, Juno is a striking figure. Her body couldn't be more than it is now, though she is humble, and refuses to acknowledge this. Her eyes are a commanding moss green, and her face holds a proud and authoritative look about it. She walks as if she were a queen, though as of late, her walk has began to lack the gracefulness that it once had. Her eyes have lost a small amount of the life that was in them due to her suffering from the disease, and the loss of her husband. She is tough, and it shows in her exterior, and despite all her suffering, she manages to find happiness in life. Her children mean the world to her, and you can see evidence of this by the little light that is left in her eyes. Her eyes hold a slight slant to them, almost resembling that of the Afragian queens, but the namorian blood in her veins overpowers the Afragian. Her skins is a beautiful and healthy olive tone, with the only downfall, being the marks of the disease eating away at her skin. Her fingernails are healthy and clean, and her lips are full and symmetrical to her entirety.

Clothing: Most often, Juno is seen wearing a beautiful custom made, blue velvet suede dress (http://vickissecret.com/3353/398-466front.jpg) that clings to her body in a tight, and flattering fashion. Her head is framed with gorgeous sunlight blonde hair, often held in a loose wavy fashion with various namorian trinkets interlaced within. She wears a beautiful shawl to hide evidence of the disease eating her skin away, and wears white leather sandals (http://i01.i.aliimg.com/wsphoto/v0/970429529_4/Women-s-Lady-s-strap-slingback-Roman-Gladiator-Leather-Knee-High-Boots-low-heel-Sandal-Shoes.jpg) that lace around her legs to just below her knees.

Weaponry:
Her husbands gladius (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/71/Uncrossed_gladius.jpg) that has been forged with iron powder within the blade, so that demons may not stand against it. The sword has been enchanted so that the user has a sturdy endurance.

[Bee Bear]

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[Waarnemen]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!!!!!!!!!

Count me in, Lord Korzan!

[Death of Korzan]

Awesome, glad to have you :)

[Minkasha]

Wow, this is awe inspiring.

However there is a lot of material! Count me in! I'll be trying to figure out my limitations and everything before I post a CS!

[Minkasha]

Can we make Demigod characters now? Or no? I don't see it listed the 'Eternum: Blood of the Gods' spoiler, but I see you can still have godly parents on the CS. So I'm not sure!

[Death of Korzan]

Indeed you can! Just as long as it fits with the lore and stuff that I've stated (Such as no sons/daughters of Ra etc)

[Minkasha]

I tried to do something a bit more unique, and something with HUGE potential for character growth through the entire RP. I was a bit confused on some of the guidelines and what gods existed or not...so if something is wrong let me know...but I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Name: N/A (Will update this when she is named or names herself)

Age: 1 day (Appears to be in her late teens or early 20s)

Race: Reincarnated Nymph (See background)

Godly Parents: Apollo, & Odin (Fathers –By magic, not blood), Underworld Nymphs (Mothers -By blood)

Parents: Human father Hyacinth (By blood & Soul - past incarnation) See background.

Personality: Unknown, has not developed.

Background: Thousands of years ago Apollo fell in love with the Spartan prince Hyacinth. When Hyacinth was slain by Apollo’s manipulated discus toss (the work of Zephyrus). He created a flower in mourning. The Hyacinth flower was stained with Apollo’s tears, grew from Hyacinth’s spilt blood, and co-existed with all of nature as a beautiful sign of pure love lost.

As there is a balance to light and darkness such a symbol could not exist forever without opposition. Nymphs, beautiful and forever young female spirits came to clamor around the flower. However they were tainted, from the underworld they were drawn in to its purity to destroy it.

Hyacinths were withering and wilting, their petals decorating the surface of Eternum (Apollo migrated the flower to the new planet to show his continual love). Enraged by the will of the dark nature spirits he used his Lyre to lure them deeper into a field of his plants. He instilled illness upon them and in the field they perished slowly. Their blood and magic seeped into the roots of the plants and they began to form a bulb formation.

Apollo’s foretelling ability told him this was the sign of a new and pure life to be born, a possible rebirth of Hyacinth himself.

For years the Hyacinth plants fused and grew until the bulb was the size of three people. It began to glow soft solar rays.

Yet even this beacon of purity could not last. Odin’s angry release of magic into the entire world warped the Hyacinth creation again. Apollo himself did not notice however, feeling a false sense of security over the bulb’s wellbeing.

Suddenly water began to pour from the bulb, and layers began to peel back. In a gush of water a female form hit the field of flowers. Apollo gazed upon her from a distance, shocked. Never had he suspected a woman to be born of the flower. Yet, as he looked upon her, he could see Hyacinth’s face in hers, and could see the beauty of the dark nymphs in the mold of her body. However, there was one last surprise that threw off the god of prophesy as she lay upon the ground nude: her loins were not that of the female figure. Her miraculous difference made Apollo question the damage of Odin’s rage, was she originally to be Hyacinth alive once more? (I was going to leave it open for you Korzan to decide if Apollo would approach her or not. I was also hoping she could, in time, unlock all her former memories when she was Hyacinth?)

Nameless and without memory or understanding of the world she has stared at her open flowery womb, unsure of where to go.

She stands at 5'6'' Her facial features, and hair have very heavy resemblance to Hyacinth, her last incarnation , however more feminine.

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Area: Combrogia, in a field of Hyacinth flowers

Faction: None currently

Loves (Three things): Love, truth, hope

Hates (Three things): Confusion, uncertainty, fear

Description of Weaponry and Armor: None

Magical qualities: Nymph immortality, and radiance. Magically induced and warped reincarnation of Hyacinth. Intersex.

[CrumpetCannon]

First character inbound

Name: Admiral Isaac Donning Clemente

Age: 37 [DOB 1694]

Race: French-English

Godly Parents: N/A


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Clemente is a man of once fine features tempered by years of work and sea, his face bears telling lines at the cheekbones and the brow, and his eyes are like the sea that he sails upon, calm and turquoise blue, but prone to flashing harshly dark and critical at any time. His beard and moustache are somewhat unkempt at sea, it is usually frowned upon for a naval officer to have an unshaven face, but Clemente regards it as a matter of principles, and no one has cared to argue thus far.
His swiftly greying hair is usually hidden underneath his white powder wig which, much to his chagrin, is compulsory garb for an admiral, he often takes it off while out at sea, and the crew know better than to let word of that stray outside the ship.

Personality: A man of the people, Clemente has grown accustomed to positions of power and influence over the years, and is more than qualified to lead anything from a rag-tag group of disorganised young sailers to a fleet comprised of a dozen ships and their adjoining crews, he is respected and emulated by his subordinates and a fair few of his superiors for his penchant for leadership and morale boosting panache. Naturally, Clemente is charismatic to the point of flamboyance, gaining the trust of any crew or board of nobles that stands before him with a flair for speeches and just the right amount of overconfidence.
Clemente would never have been elevated to the rank of Admiral of the Fleet, however, if he did not also have the ability to switch from jovial to commanding and disciplinary in a heartbeat, his tongue and cutting wit are feared across the Caribbean for their potency, and he is more than able to reign in a misconduct prone crew and administer proper military stoicism when the situation warrants.

Outside of the gaze of his crew and his superior officers, Clemente manages a fairly normal social life and way of speaking, not too posh, not too common, with an open mind for such things as religion, culture and language, he is eager to meet with those from far off lands, whether they be entitled emissaries or humble citizens. Although the Admiral enjoys a bit of cynicism and debate, he does love a simple chat with friends or strangers alike, possibly over some tea with brandy, or a good book, he has a large collection of his own back at his estate in Port Royal, but he limits himself to a handful of hardbacks when out at sea, with which he is content.

Background: Born to a French father and an English mother, Isaac enjoyed an upper class upbringing in Bristol, England, where he and his family were respected for their profitable endeavours in the linen industry, on which they built their legacy, working from the ground up to eventually form one of Britain's largest and most well known manufacturers and distributors of fine linens, the profits from which ensured that they lived in relative luxury for many years, and made the company of nobles and foreign diplomats of the King's court. More than a few off the books transactions were made, and within twenty years of founding, the Clemente family linen industry had a large say in the smaller runnings of the country, especially regarding the town of Bristol.

Eager to make a name for himself outside of the business and to serve for King and Country as his mother had encouraged from a young age, Isaac joined the British Navy and attended many tours in the South American and Indian waters, especially the Caribbean, which he loved for its scenery and people. Isaac rose quickly through the ranks, his naval skills and the eventual discovery of his leadership talent serving to elevate him faster than most serving men at the time, Clemente quickly became a prized officer at the age of just 24, serving under Lieutenant Robert Maynard.
That very same year, while serving under Maynard, Clemente was present at the attempted capture and death of one Edward Teach, the notorious pirate Blackbeard, even playing a major role in the infamous tyrant's death, Clemente sprang to the aid of Maynard, who was fighting Teach in brutal hand-to-hand combat, driving his sabre through Teach's shoulder and thus allowing Maynard to end the infamous pirate's reign of fear with a single stroke of his own blade. Clemente was given a commendation for his actions, and his rank was elevated ever further.

Now a decorated and highly sought after officer in Caribbean waters, Clemente's experiences and clear demonstrations of skill have earned him the prestigious rank of Admiral of the Fleet, this affords him absolute command over many squadrons of naval ships, each commanded by lesser admirals who also follow his orders. Clemente's rank is as high as it can possibly be without reaching the lofty heights of a Lord High Admiral, supreme commanders of the British Navy.

Every hero has a weakness, and for Clemente, it is his love for the bottle. A struggling alcoholic, Clemente must strain desperately against his addiction and work to keep his crippling desire for drink under wraps and away from the eyes of his crew and his commanders, for fear of dishonourable discharge and the slander of his family name. He keeps a small bottle of whiskey in his quarters aboard his ship, which he convinces himself is only for special occasions, lately he has found that he has to replace the bottle more often, his 'special occasions' are becoming ever more frequent.

Area: Behind the wheel of his ship, coasting along the seas of Eternum.

Faction: British Navy of Port Royal

Loves:

The crisp sea air carried on a stiff, salty breeze, especially in the early hours of the morning.
The simple things in life: a good chair, an enthralling book, a crew like family.
The drink.


Hates:

Those who exploit the weak or unassuming for their own gain.
Illiterates and fools.
The drink.


Description of Weaponry and Armour:
As an Admiral, Clemente wears an almost ceremonial naval outfit complete with golden shoulder epaulets and white ruffs on the neck and sleeves, regardless of its fine make, the outfit is purely aesthetic, and the padding is unlikely to protect against anything more deadly than a slingshot.


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Clemente carries a specially commissioned sabre, with a hilt of treated ivory and a guard of intricately inlaid steel, the weapon is as beautiful as it is deadly. As per his request, the blade of the weapon is not the usual standard issue steel of the British Navy, rather it is made of folded Damascus steel, the metal product of an ancient Middle-Eastern metalwork practice in which the steel is folded again and again to reinforce the structure, making the blade more sturdy, shatter proof and much more easily sharpened than a conventional steel blade.


http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/9c/Sabre_officier_infanterie_IMG_3203.jpg


[For reference, this is what Damascus steel looks like]

http://www.perkinknives.com/ekmps/shops/perkinsteel/images/carver-style-bushcraft-knife-damascus-steel-buffalo-horn-handle-[3]-412-p.jpg

As well as his distinctive sabre, Clemente carries an Admiral's issue naval flintlock pistol, which can fire an iron slug at high enough velocity to warp bone and splinter straight through wood. The weapon is fine and very accurate considering its primitive design by Earth standards, but it cannot work when wet, and has to be reloaded after every shot, a process which can take more than fifteen seconds, even with Clemente's practiced hand.


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Clemente also captains his own ship, a first rate Ship-of-the-Line known as the HMS Aptitude, it is a large, square-rigged ship of blue and black, with gold painted accents and with three gun decks carrying an even 100 cannons, making it on the more heavily armed side of the naval ship spectrum. The cannons are versatile, and can be used to fire chains shot as well as the usual large slugs, the ship follows the standard line-of-battle tactic of naval warfare, which involves firing broadside at enemy ships and then circling round to fire again after reloading. Clemente has a far from unusual affinity with the Aptitude, it being his very own ship granted to him upon his coronation as Admiral of the Fleet.


[This exact ship, just with a palette swap]

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And now, sleep. For it is half past 2 in the damn morning

[Epostle]

Gabrielles updated appearances.


http://fatcharlie.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/archangel.jpg

Gabriel stand around 6ft and weighs around 180 lbs. His hair is blonde while his eyes share no color, until he begins to go into is Sacred Gate, in which then the radiate a red color as well as his aura.

He also wears a mask to conceal his face. The mask has no eyes or mouth, and sets perfectly on his face without any straps.

His eyes carry scars across them from where the felblade cut them. His body has many scars along it but will illuminate his scars when he is advancing into his Sacred Gates.

http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/097/5/5/arch_angel_by_nosaj7541-d5yt0ub.jpg

Gabrielle achieves this state at the 5 Lotus Gate.[/HIDE]

[CrumpetCannon]

It seems I was beaten to first character rights by two minutes, curse these last minute alterations to the character!

[Minkasha]

It seems I was beaten to first character rights by two minutes, curse these last minute alterations to the character!

:sorry:

[Epostle]

Was going to put a chara here, but decided that maybe I have new intentions :>

[Minkasha]

You guys are uh...powerful X_X LOL

- - - Updated - - -


Was going to put a chara here, but decided that maybe I have new intentions :>

Goodbye shadow man X_X

[Epostle]

Ofc they're powerful. They're ranked 6 and 13 on being the strongest warriors on Eternum. Look on the first page :>

[Minkasha]

I noticed that Gabe was really deep into the lore! I thought that was awesome. But I still hope to NOT meet either one of you LOL

[Epostle]

I can't wait to see your character just to see what you're talking about :>

[Minkasha]

Well...they would slaughter her I'm assuming X_X she JUST got reborn.

Unless Apollo takes me back as I am, then he could train me ^ ^,

[Epostle]

Interesting :> Gabrielle was trained by his Earth father, brothers and sisters and by a Blind Warrior.

[Minkasha]

So I'm a bit confused. Is he an angel or something? What's with the angel wings?

[Epostle]

He's a demigod. The wings don't appear until he "powers up"

[Minkasha]

Ahh, thank you so much! I read the bio just to make sure. That makes sense now :)

[Death of Korzan]

You're all accepted. Just to make this clear as well:

The IC shall begin on the 1st of December, so feel free to go get whoever you want if you have any friends!

[Azazeal849]

I'll take you up on that offer! :P

And since the bard got a song, I think it's fair to give Salvius a chance to explain (to hilariously inapproapriate music) his version of the story so far...

Travelling through the lands Combrogi
With a werewolf, a crossbreed and chased by zombies
We met a royal woman, she made me nervous
But she sat us down and gave us breakfast
And she said

"I come from a land down under
Where demon eyes glow and the orcs plunder
Can you hear, can you hear the thunder?
We'd better run, we'd better take cover."

We met up with a masked man called Gabe
With an attitude and not much to say
He started mouthing off at the mighty dwarf king
I said to him, "Man, you gotta be joking."

We were locked in a cell down under
Where I took a rage and Numiera chundered
And outside, all the cannons still thundered
I said to Gabe, "You better take cover."

A stranger came and helped us get away
But my werewolf friend, he stayed back to play
I wanted to wait, to do him some justice
But the stranger betrayed us to some guys with muskets
And I said,

"To hell with this land down under!
We've not even made it as far as Afragia!"
It'll take a sequel to fix this blunder
So you better read it cover to cover.

Anyway, to business...

MAJOR CHARACTERS

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A natural commander, a dedicated family man and an unrelenting Namorian supremacist, Marcius is perhaps the best and the worst of the Imperium distilled into one man. He is not cruel by nature, even to his slaves, but he is ruthless in prosecuting those who would threaten the Imperium. Hard-won victories have led him to become allies with Earthborn, Romans, Greeks and former crocolyke rebels, but he still does not trust them fully, keeping command decisions in his own hands and thinking often of what will happen once the current crisis is over. Still, he is determined to press on with his mission, to liberate Dun Moriga and buy time for the small party seeking the Alcamor Stones, to the best of his ability.

He does not know about the recent murder of his wife and children, and for all his strong will, such knowledge would likely break him.

Name: Decius Marcius

Age: 39

Race: Namorian

Rank: Dux (general)

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearance: Standing at 5'8, Marcius is average height for a Namorian but short when compared to the likes of the Combrogi and the Southmen. However, with his strong jaw, aquiline nose and piercing eyes, he can be quite imposing when he wants to be. He has black hair, cut short, and olive skin prematurely lined around his mouth and at the corners of his eyes by the northern sun. His limbs are corded with old muscle and one or two scars, as well as some nearly-healed burn scars on his chest and neck from his recent run-in with a dragon. His right hand is crippled from severing his own wrist tendons at the battle of Hercinia, and it will be at least a year before he can hold a sword in that hand again, if ever.

Personality: Decius Marcius is a man of contrasts. As a commander he is cunning and pragmatic; humane to his own men, and ruthless towards his opponents. As a man he loves his family, is unflinching in his duty to the Emperor and the Namorian people, and is utterly determined to see the Free South crushed and the Namorian borders secure. He is even willing to work with his former enemies to achieve this, though he keeps a wary eye on them at all times – especially the crocolykes who he has hated ever since putting down their last rebellion. Like many Namorians he has a certain distrust of foreigners in general, though dwarves are an exception as dwarven auxilliaries have been a long-standing component of his legion. He respects Ann von Bayern, who aided him in his previous campaign, but retains a quiet distrust for all other Earthborn despite their theoretical alliance.

Background: The firstborn son of a respected political family, Marcius was given command of the newly-founded 18th Legion (the Fulminata, or 'Thunderers') at the age of 25. He proved that he had a talent for command by putting down a crocolyke uprising in Hercine, for which he won much acclaim, followed by border patrols against the South and other minor campaigns. After establishing himself socially and financially, he settled down at the age of 30 by marrying Lycinia Caelesta, the daughter of a Namorian praetor. Arranged by their respective fathers, the marriage was of course politically motivated; however they proved to be a happy match and raised three children - Marcus, Diana and Aurelia.

Marcius did not have to fight another major war until the arrival of the Earthborn, where the emperor struck an alliance and recalled half the Namorian legions (as well as raising 5 new ones) for an expedition to conquer the Free South once and for all. However, the murder of the Southern king Korzan heralded the invasion of the Imperium by immortal armies raised from the dead of ancient Earth. Summoned to action by the emperor, Marcius understood the peril of appearing weak before their Earthborn “allies” and so advised that the Southern invasion go ahead, while sending his own trusted bodyguard to retrieve the legendary Alcamor Stones that could help defeat the invaders.

Marcius himself bought time by taking his legion west to meet the invaders, and received help from the gods Mars and Lupinus in the form of a demon-possessed sword (formerly belonging to the demigod Gabriel) and a dire wolf bodyguard respectively. He succeeded in defeating both the Roman and Greek invasions, and later made allies of both, but during the final battle the dire wolf Silverwick was killed by the demigod Chaaru, who also made off with the demon sword. Marcius was not grieved to see it go, as the demon within the sword had nearly overwhelmed him, such that at the end he had to cut his own wrist to be free of it.

After a brief return to Emor, Marcius was promoted to Dux Orientem and tasked with liberating the eastern provinces from their invaders. This he set out to do with the help of his former enemies the Greeks and Romans, as well as an unexpected force of crocolykes. The alliance is far from stable, but after defeating another immortal force with the help of the guardian spirits of Combrogia, Marcius and his army are poised to enter Dun Moriga and confront whatever enemy is attacking the dwarf realm.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Loves: His family, the Emor skyline, Hercinian wine

Hates: The cold, the Southern tribes, Crocolykes

Weaponry / Armour: Marcius wears Namorian laminar armour, made of hardened steel bands over leather. He carries a sword which is engraved with the Imperium's trademark initialism, IPQE ("Imperator Populusque Emorus"), though for now he can only wield it left-handed. His indigo cloak is pinned with a clasp displaying the Fulminata thunderbolt, and he wears the emblem of the eastern provinces (a hammer and a sun held in the talons of a Namorian eagle) on a chain around his neck.

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Salvius is a soldier's soldier – pragmatic, loyal to a fault, and a gutter fighter. He was chosen by Marcius to lead the quest for the Alcamor Stones. But, instead of a squad of elite legionaries, fate left him embarking on the quest with a former friend from his legion, an Afragian princess, a young half-demon, a mysterious Earthborn, and only one of the emperor's praetorians. He is warming to the half-demon Numiera as she proves herself more useful than expected, although he hasn't forgiven her for being indirectly responsible for several deaths (and if he were to find out that she lost control and attacked another party member, he would likely send her away for good). Used to professionalism and to being obeyed, he has gotten on poorly with the impulsive, insolent earthborn Gabriel.

After a disastrous and avoidable incident in Dun Moriga separated him from all but Numiera and Gabriel, the three escaped into the Afragian desert only to be waylaid by a mysterious foe.

Name: Varro Salvius

Age: 32

Race: Namorian

Rank: Centurion, protector (bodyguard)

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearance: Tall for a Namorian and heavily muscled, Salvius is an imposing man. He has black hair and is cleanshaven, accentuating a square jaw and a blocky face that looks like it has been punched in repeatedly (which it has).

Personality: Salvius is a man easily provoked to both laughter and anger. In the presence of royalty or superior officers he is rigidly professional, but around friends and men of his own rank he reveals a sardonic, irreverent sense of humour and is an easy man to like when he is not trying to be threatening. Being threatening is an art which he has – admittedly – perfected, and he is unapologetically stern in a command role. He has a strong sense of duty and will see a mission through whatever the cost, although given the choice he will not leave friends or children to die.

Background: Salvius is a career soldier, having served in the 18th Legion for many years before being promoted for bravery during the 3rd Southern campaign. Put in command of the 1st cohort's 4th century, Salvius developed a reputation as a tough but popular leader. Centurions are expected to lead by example and Salvius did just that, which brought him to the attention of the legion's new commander, Decius Marcius. After seeing the man in action against the Southerners, Marcius employed Salvius as his personal bodyguard. Taking the day-to-day approach to life common in soldiers, Salvius enjoyed the status and pay of his post, while still taking his job very seriously.

With his current tour of duty soon to end, Salvius was unsure whether he wanted to retire to a rich civilian life or extend his commission for another 10 years, but this problem was put aside following the death of Korzan, after which the Imperium found itself under attack by unkillable armies from ancient Earth. Salvius was sent on a mission to Tartarus to retrieve the Alcamor Stones – a slim hope, but one which could save the Imperium. Chance, mistakes and the intervention of gods both friendly and hostile have seen him through to Afragia with a mysterious guide and only two of his companions remaining. Although Salvius hopes to be reunited with his old friend Kuronus (who, unknown to him, is now a werewolf) and the Afragian princess Nesara, he has a rather more immediate problem in that he, his guide and his companions have been ambushed and captured by unidentified enemies.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Loves: The perks of his job, games of chance, beautiful women

Hates: Dereliction of duty, any and all Southerners, being idle

Weaponry / Armour: Salvius' preferred weapon is still his long cavalry spatha. Being made of iron, an element that naturally repels demons and disrupts their corporeal forms, it should prove useful in the underworld. He pairs it with an oval shield, and while both weapons are designed for use from horseback, he is just as competent with them on foot. Under a plain travelling cloak Salvius wears scale armour and steel greaves, and still carries his distinctive horizontal-plumed centurion's helmet.

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Ovidius is not a man to influence the course of a war from the front line, but it was he who brought news of the demon attack on the mages' guild, and he who Isis visited to warn him of the necessity of making allies rather than enemies of the immortal Romans. Ovidius is less than enthusiastic about the idea of being a hero or of being singled out by Isis, but he is loyal enough to the Marcius clan to accept the mission to Afragia to try and tip the balance of power towards a potential ally. Another factor in that decision was that it allowed him to be close to Suriyana, who he had been attracted to for some time but was only recently able to act on it. They make a natural couple, but both are independent minded and as such their relationship is more physical than emotional, although this may change over time.

Suriyana, originally just a body slave to Marcius' wife Lycinia, came to prominence when the Marcii recognised the advantage of having a native Afragian as a guide, translator and co-conspirator on the mission. Already familiar with the gods of ancient Egypt, she is tasked with getting close and influencing the immortal Egyptians by impersonating a priestess of Ra, and she has given a crash-course in the gods' lore to Ovidius so he can do the same with Anubis. Travelling with them is Ann von Bayern, who has taken Suriyana under her wing and begun to teach her magic so she can hold her own if things turn sour.

Name: Aulus Ovidius and Suriyana (aka Afragia)

Age: 26 and 20

Race: Namorian and Namorian-born Afragian

Rank: N/A, spy and body slave respectively

Godly Parents: N/A

Appearances: Ovidius has classical Namorian features, with a narrow, aquiline nose and a broad forehead crowned with curly black hair. His olive skin is sun-lined but still youthful, and his eyes are dark and sharp, missing little and giving away even less. He carries a scar across his ribs where he narrowly avoided the Assassin at the mages' guild.

Suriyana is the daughter of two Afragian slaves, and inherited their deep brown skin despite growing up in temperate Namor. She has a delicate oval face with shrewd brown eyes and very white teeth, which she often flashes in a slightly lop-sided smile. Her hair is black and naturally wavy, and falls to her middle back when not tied up.

Personalities: Ovidius is a man from the gutter and he knows it. He is aware of the nature of his work and so tends not to ask questions about it, but that doesn't stop him from having a roguish wit and an affable, easygoing nature. He is cunning, quick-thinking and, to a point, brave, although he can recognise a situation where he is in over his head.

Suriyana is just as quick-witted as Ovidius and very sardonic, and she can easily match him blow-for-blow in an argument. She is however more mindful of long-term consequences, and so is somewhat more level-headed. Cautious and pragmatic, especially about her own situation, she hopes to buy her freedom some day but is proud enough to want to do this on her own merits rather than anyone else’s help. She also does not want to risk the life of a fugitive by running away, especially since the Marcius family have (by and large) treated her well.

Background: Suriyana (Afragia to her Namorian masters) is a body slave to Marcius' wife and Ovidius her eyes and ears, and until recently they only met through their mutual employer. Ovidius however had had his eye on Suriyana for some time, and a silver lining of being injured several times in the line of duty was that he got a chance to talk to the young slave. It was Suriyana who patched Ovidius up after he barely escaped the demon-infested mages' guild, and she who helped him remember the vision that the goddess Isis planted in his head, ultimately leading to an alliance with the Romans that saved Emor from a devastating siege. Ovidius was somewhat unnerved at being singled out by a goddess, but Suriyana (who, following the religion of her Afragian parents, was a strong patron of Isis) encouraged him. Enjoying each other's company more than Suriyana had expected (and as much as Ovidius had hoped) the two began a tenuous relationship.

After word reached Emor of the power struggle between the immortal Egyptians who had landed in Afragia, Ovidius and Suriyana were sent to pre-empt the kind of bloodshed which had occurred in Combrogia and Hercine by covertly assisting the Egyptian leader most likely to be friendly to the Imperium. Flying there in Ann von Bayern's hi-tech dropship, they have reached the Egyptian city of New Giza and are poised to begin their mission. Neither of the two are aware that their former mistress has just been murdered, or where this might leave them.

Faction: Namorian Empire

Weaponry / Armour: Ovidius carries a dagger, usually concealed. Currently posing as an assassin priest of Anubis, he dresses mostly in dark colours and wears the jackal seal around his neck. Suriyana is unarmed but is learning magic from Ann von Bayern, assisted by a small avian familiar called Qia'bul.

MINOR CHARACTERS (who I may reference or use as POV characters from time to time)

The Imperial Army

Tribune Caeso Cassius - A young and eager cavalry commander looking to advance his political career, something that shows in his shrewd mind and diplomatic tone. As tribunus laticlavius, he is the 18th legion’s nominal second in command.

Tribune Titus Varinius - A grizzled and cynical officer with opinions as blunt as his rough-hewn face. Marcius’ most capable infantry commander.

Prefect Tiberius Lucullus - The 18th legion’s third in command; a master of organisation and logistics.

Protector Sextus Varrius - Marcius’ current bodyguard. A man of few words but lethal with a sword, though perhaps not as lethal as his now-dead predecessor.

Praetor Quintus Maximus - Commander in chief of the southern invasion force. A sober, relentless general who fights with the inevitability of a meat-grinder.

Praetor Numerius Graccus - Garrison commander and chief Namorian “ambassador” in Dun Moriga, he does not even know yet of Salvius and his mission. Princess Nesara seeks his aid for her homeland of Afragia.

Protector Lucius Calvus - The finest swordsman in the 18th’s first cohort, and Marcius’ former bodyguard. Killed fighting Achilles, he has been resurrected by Kronos to serve a higher purpose.

The Emorian Nobility

Gaius and Seppia Octavius - Marcius’ cousins by marriage, and somewhat scandalised following the incident at the Mages’ Guild, as Gaius and his son Titus (who barely escaped the demon attack) are former students there. Following the murder of Marcius’ family, Gaius has become obsessed with tracking down the killers.

Marcus and Julia Agrippa - Friends of Marcius’ late wife Lycinia.

Servilia - Another friend of Lycinia and wife to the commander of the 4th legion.

Lucius Agrippa - A wealthy senator with holdings in Afragia, and a friend of princess Nesara. Keeping a low profile after the deal he helped broker with the Earthborn is proving to have more strings attached than the emperor expected.

Namor garrison

1st Legio Imperator
2nd Legio Valoria
3rd Legio Invictus
9th Legio Combrogia (rebuilding)

Hercine garrison (tribune Castus of the 5th working as temporary governor)

5th Legio Hercina (2 cohorts battle-worthy)
7th Legio Rapax (4 cohorts battle-worthy)
18th Legio Fulminata (1 demi-cohort)
Hercinian militia (approx 2 cohorts)

Dun Moriga garrison

6th Legio Ferrata (5 cohorts)
10th Legio Moriga (heavy casualties)
Dwarven army (heavy casualties)

Combrogia garrison

Druada army (unknown strength)

Afragia garrison

6th Legio Ferrata (5 cohorts)
Afragian royal army (approx 1 legion)

Eastern Task Force

18th Legio Fulminata (8 cohorts, 9 dwarven cannons)
9th Legio Combrogia (3 cohorts)
Legate Septim’s Roman army (4 legions)
Hercules’ Greek army (approx 1 legion)
Crocolyke auxiliaries (approx 1 legion)

Southern Invasion Force

4th Legio Victrix
8th Legio Liberatrix
11th Legio Martis (Praetor Maximus’ legion)
12th Legio Minerva
13th Legio Felix
14th Legio Solar
16th Legio Nemesis
17th Legio Afragia
19th Legio Venator
20th Legio Aquila
21st Legio Debellator (newly raised)
22nd Legio Accipiter (newly raised)
23rd Legio Fidelis (newly raised)
24th Legio Durus (newly raised)
25th Legio Preliator (newly raised)

Defunct

15th Legio Susceptor (disbanded due to lost eagle in Zamibia campaign)

First Squadron

Primigenia
Fortuna
Fretensa
Veneta
Concordia
Victoria (fleet flagship)
Immaculata
Aventa
Salamina
Galaxia

Second Squadron

Vilysia
Etheria
Mercuria
Umbra
Galactica
Pacifica
Ultima
Tempesta
Imperia (flagship)
Valoria

Third Squadron

Vindicta
Malivola
Phasma
Tremonia
Eterna (flagship)
Infensa
Devora
Malora
Falcata
Discordia

Fourth Squadron

Celestia
Maledicta (flagship)
Inexcussa
Clara
Resplendia
Scintilla
Magnia
Invidia
Letalia
Fera

Vanguard

Aegia
Veneranda
Iapeta
Illustria
Invicta (flagship)

Scouting Units

Vigila
Numenia
Meteora
Delphina
Indomita
Draccona
Vindica
Ulcisca

[Minkasha]

Thank you for the acceptance!

Over time I can update my CS right? With her name, personality, and if need be, history?

Also Apollo does exist right? Does he still have the same domains or no? I assumed in mine he still ruled medicine, prophecy, and music at least. Was that alright?

*EDIT*

These are the questions I had in the CS itself, you can edit them out if you wish.

(I was going to leave it open for you Korzan to decide if Apollo would approach her or not. I was also hoping she could, in time, unlock all her former memories when she was Hyacinth?)

[Death of Korzan]

God, after those character-Actor comparisons, I'm having a hard job hearing Jason Statham singing that song ;)

And of course, accepted :)

EDIT:

Yeah I'm okay with updated the character sheet as we go along, just let me know when there's been an update and stuff and I'll sort things :), you can progress your character as you go along by all means! :)

And yeah Apollo is the God of Music, Merriment, one of the minor gods of Medicine and the self proclaimed god of Masculinity.

[Minkasha]

EDIT:

Yeah I'm okay with updated the character sheet as we go along, just let me know when there's been an update and stuff and I'll sort things :), you can progress your character as you go along by all means! :)

And yeah Apollo is the God of Music, Merriment, one of the minor gods of Medicine and the self proclaimed god of Masculinity.

Alright! Thank you so much! I am loving the cast so far! I'm rereading the summary again to grasp the current story so far! A LOT happened!

[Death of Korzan]

Ahah, if you ever get round to it you should read book I, good stuff and I can assure you you'll love the characters even more, the summary is only loose but you'll no doubt be filled in on things :)

[Minkasha]

So I notice you keep referring to it as a book. I'm assuming you are saving all the work the players are doing? Is the story something you're going to keep for personal enjoyment?

Also, how many 'books' did you plan on making? And I'm going to read the IC to see how the play style is!

Question: If I'm inspired to make a second character, may I?

[Azazeal849]

I have compiled the story into "book form" in a Word document, with all the text proof-read, edited together and put in the right order. It's easier to read than the original IC thread and includes some extra stuff as well, so just PM me with your email address and I'll send you a copy.

[Death of Korzan]

I have compiled the story into "book form" in a Word document, with all the text proof-read, edited together and put in the right order. It's easier to read than the original IC thread and includes some extra stuff as well, so just PM me with your email address and I'll send you a copy.
By the way Aza, I separated it into chapters, and we still need to come up with a Prologue!

And I keep referring to it as a Book because I intend to get it published if we finish the whole series, although that's a big IF it'd be nice to walk into a popular book store and just see people buying something I've had a part of, along with all of you guys :')

And I've so far got 3-4 books based on Eternum, though I am thinking of expanding to another planet with 2 books involving that world, and then a final book joining them together in a final finale. Though the final finale would be like 200 years in the future and stuff. I'm still working it out but I have this plot line and all others on Eternum sorted so that's all we have to worry about :)

[Minkasha]

By the way Aza, I separated it into chapters, and we still need to come up with a Prologue!

And I keep referring to it as a Book because I intend to get it published if we finish the whole series, although that's a big IF it'd be nice to walk into a popular book store and just see people buying something I've had a part of, along with all of you guys :')

And I've so far got 3-4 books based on Eternum, though I am thinking of expanding to another planet with 2 books involving that world, and then a final book joining them together in a final finale. Though the final finale would be like 200 years in the future and stuff. I'm still working it out but I have this plot line and all others on Eternum sorted so that's all we have to worry about :)

WOW

Well, if you'll have me, I'd love to be a part of that through the finish! That sounds epic :o

Just to ask one last time. May I have a second character? If not, that's fine!

[CrumpetCannon]

Now I'm imagining someone going into a bookstore a few years from now and picking up the complete Eternum collection and looking for the author on the back cover, seeing about three dozen names. Personally, seeing that would interest me immensely, especially if it appears to be a bunch of random usernames.

[Death of Korzan]

Aye Minkasha, you may have a second, or even third character. Unlimited character selection tbh, as long as you don't over do it :)!

And aye Crumpet, that would be hilarious, but how cool would it be.

A complete Eternum collection would be gigantic, I've already estimated that the first book is around 600 pages long, and the second is going to be longer still :')

[Minkasha]

Aye Minkasha, you may have a second, or even third character. Unlimited character selection tbh, as long as you don't over do it :)!

And aye Crumpet, that would be hilarious, but how cool would it be.

A complete Eternum collection would be gigantic, I've already estimated that the first book is around 600 pages long, and the second is going to be longer still :')

Sweet! Also, does Isis exist?

@Crumpet, can I been one of your subordinates aboard your ship? I'm an active player, don't worry.

[Azazeal849]

Isis exists. She's one of the major goddesses worshipped in Afragia, and she sends visions to the character Ovidius from time to time.

[Minkasha]

I don't see her on the list. What does she rule?

[Epostle]

Btw Korzan, I put up an edit with Gabrielle. But I probably might need to do the same with Chaaru as well.

[Minkasha]

My second character!



Name: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh

Age: 50 (Resurrected – Appears to be in mid 20s) [DOB – 264 BC]

Race: Greek

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, is a noble guardian to all that is under rule of Aphrodite. She is of honor, but like the Goddess can show vulnerability and a deep ability to love, even intimately. She has given her body, mind, and soul to Aphrodite and as such willingly acts under her direction without hesitation. She defends any woman who cannot defend herself and will battle any misogyny on sight.

Every time the Goddess communicates with her, she is brought to tears. When she strikes, it with Aphrodite’s passion and when she raises her shield it is with the Goddess’s love guiding her. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh submits her body to those who use it to commune with the Goddess. She is both defender and divine prostitute. Yet she only lies with those the Aphrodite permits. Any classically lewd or sexual advance will be met with powerful hostility, as it is defilement of her sacred body and devotion. She is naturally maternal to all.

Background: Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh started life with less than humble beginnings. During the time of Greek’s height of power there were injustices that remained ignored in the face of uncontrolled lust, gluttony, greed, and hunger for power. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh was born from wedlock, more specifically, a woman who was taken against her will. However, her mother’s plight was not one of few, but of the slave and poor class they remained weak and silent. Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, was bestowed a command from Aphrodite: strike down those who ruin the true meaning of love and passion. Only being a young teen at the time, she had no means of combat but knew her calling to be true. When men of the slave owners began to break their contracts with justice not being delivered, she picked up a blade; and by divine empowerment, struck them. Each kill was a testament to her devotion. Guided by the Goddess Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, guided the victims to Athens’ largest temple to Aphrodite.

With her physical pilgrimage was complete, she was taken by Aphrodite personally for her devotion to women kind and to love. Her body was taught in the ways of pleasure through the priests and priestess of Aphrodite; she was taught the ways of combat through soldier’s whose devotion belonged to the Goddess.

Aphrodite bestowed upon Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, blessed armor and weaponry, they kept her body and mind young and pure as long as she served under the will of the Goddess. And for over forty years she did her charge, never having lovers other than what the Goddess willed and staying true to her path. Time and time again she was a symbol for female empowerment and equality in sexuality. She had slain many who had destroyed Aphrodite’s expression: perverts, and all those who wished to defile beauty.

However, Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh fell in battle when she tried to protect Macedonia from Rome’s conquest. Legend said that she was able to slay thousands of men single handedly in her finale battle. When the blade pierced her stomach fatally, it was said that the very Roman men who witnessed or aided in her death surrendered to sorrow and wept until killed.

Her body, as demanded by Aphrodite, was burned and her ashes spread so that Elisavet, of Sacred Fleash may remain pure. Her magical items turned into a pile of roses that wilted as her corpse burned.

Her soul danced in the Elysian Fields, oblivious of her sacred path, until she was violently pulled out by the rage of Odin. She found herself on an alien planet, Eternum, but with the Goddess leading her has worked tirelessly to continue her sacred duty.

She stands at 5’9’’


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Area: Hercine, with Hercules.

Faction: Aphrodite, Resurrected Greeks

Loves (Three things): Aphrodite, Love, Purity in beauty

Hates (Three things): Corruption, romantic or sexual impurity, all that upsets Aphrodite

Description of Weaponry and Armor:

Silken Armor: White silk and accessorizing bindings make up the bulk of her armor. It is by Aphrodite’s design and magically gives her protection from the elements (As long as she remains pure to her charge). It always remains pristine and cannot be torn by mortal means ( moves like cloth, tougher than steel and it magically stays 'in place')

Sword and Shield of Aphrodite: Upon the shield is the classic female symbol. The sword and shield are only able to be held by Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh (As long as she remains pure to her charge). They bless her with super human strength, agility, endurance (comparable to a weaker demigod) and infinite lifespan. The weapon and shield cannot be destroyed by any mortal convention.

Magical Qualities: Mortals (including Demigods) who touch her body without the permission of the Goddess (which are those who desire to harm her or to sexually conquer her) are instantly overtaken with divine reverence and guilt of their impurity (As long as she remains pure to her charge).

The shield and sword are bound to her and these qualities persist until she is slain or the weapon and shield destroyed (As long as she remains pure to her charge).

She has a very powerful connection to Aphrodite and may be spoken directly, through her mind, if the Goddess wishes. It is one way, Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, would need to enact a ritual to have back and forth conversation.

When lying with Elisavet, of Sacred Flesh, gives clear communication and powerful communion with Aphrodite. Until the Goddess wills her to carry children, she is barren and is immune to any sexual disease (As long as she remains pure to her charge).


1. Forsaking Aphrodite as her deity or swearing oath under another.

2. Defying quests given by Aphrodite.

3. Using Aphrodite's divine gifts for selfish gain.

4. Not protecting or avenging those who have been victims of sexual crimes or domestic abuse. (These may be done during a main quest given by Aphrodite)

5. Using her body to be seductive.

6. To engage in sexual behavior without ritual honoring Aphrodite (carnal sex instead of sacred sex).

7. To engaged in sexual behavior with those without Aphrodite's favor (or to not do so with those who are, when asked).

8. Allow any temple, relic, or sacred item of Aphrodite's be tarnished without attempt to defend them.

9. To willingly allow harm to come to innocent worshipers of Aphrodite. (Innocent is defined by not breaking cardinal things of Aphrodite (Love, sexuality and beauty oriented), not by law of land IE: a thief is innocent, a rapist is not )

10. Slander Aphrodite's name or honor (or allow others to do so)

[Azazeal849]

She'll have her work cut out for her in Hercine, after the brief conquest and liberation - the province capital is a mess, law is probably tenuous because of the reduced garrison (and the current governor is a soldier rather than an experienced administrator), and god knows how the Hercinians and their Crocolyke slaves are acting towards each other after an army of free Crocolykes helped save the province and then marched off side by side with the army.

[Minkasha]

Elisavet?

Well, someone has to clean up the mess! She will do so gladly, under the name of the Goddess of course!

Though I see her being stuck in such a town for quite some time then X_X

[Minkasha]

*EDIT*

What do you think of her?

[Death of Korzan]

Good character, I'm gonna change the location of her though so as you can jump straight in with Hercules and stuff because I get the idea that clearing up Hercine would take so much time and it'd probably get a tad tiresome eventually.

I'll add her to the roster!

Also, to answer your question, Isis is the Goddess of Prophecy, in Eternum mythos she's more or less considered a low level major God, not the Major god role she has in Ancient Egypt.

[Death of Korzan]

Btw Korzan, I put up an edit with Gabrielle. But I probably might need to do the same with Chaaru as well.

((Double Post))

Yeah I know and I edited it in! :D

[Azazeal849]

Good character, I'm gonna change the location of her though so as you can jump straight in with Hercules and stuff because I get the idea that clearing up Hercine would take so much time and it'd probably get a tad tiresome eventually.

I'd still like to see the plot detour to there at some point, to show that things weren't immediately fine just because the Greeks all left. And a Crocolyke civil rights movement might be fun to follow.

[Death of Korzan]

Of course it will detour back there, I already worked out that stuff in Hercine wouldn't be a-okay, but when there are more pressing matters such as almost all out civl war involving the Afragians between the Egyptians, and then the huge Orc army outside the gates of Ech Zilidar.

We will be making a return to Hercine at one point, don't you worry! :)

[Minkasha]

Good character, I'm gonna change the location of her though so as you can jump straight in with Hercules and stuff because I get the idea that clearing up Hercine would take so much time and it'd probably get a tad tiresome eventually.

I'll add her to the roster!

Also, to answer your question, Isis is the Goddess of Prophecy, in Eternum mythos she's more or less considered a low level major God, not the Major god role she has in Ancient Egypt.

Thanks!

So...where will she be then? I still see the old location marked on her CS.

[Death of Korzan]

She'll be in dun Moriga, I've yet to change the CS

Also, I'll no doubt end up having some exceptions from her power, notably the Number 1 and 2 warriors of existence, just for plot purposes.

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She'll be in dun Moriga, I've yet to change the CS

Also, I'll no doubt end up having some exceptions from her power, notably the Number 1 and 2 warriors of existence, just for plot purposes.

[Minkasha]

She'll be in dun Moriga, I've yet to change the CS

Also, I'll no doubt end up having some exceptions from her power, notably the Number 1 and 2 warriors of existence, just for plot purposes.



Alright for Dun Moriga!

But I don't understand your second point. What do you mean?

[Death of Korzan]

Well how do you expect work in a team with a whole army if any who touch you get wavering feelings of guilt xD

[Minkasha]

It's not everyone X_X

It's people that Aphrodite does not approve of and/or those who wish to harm her. Allies who are given the divine nod can touch her.

[Death of Korzan]

Ah that makes more sense! Sorry I misunderstood xD

[Minkasha]

So I've read some of the first book IC...will you be the one NPCing the Gods? because I see players controlling a lot of NPCs. I'm not sure who has all the control.

IE, you'd be Apollo and Aphrodite for my characters.

[Death of Korzan]

I control some NPC's some others, other people control. It's all a matter of area but yes I control all of the Gods and all faction leaders :)

[Minkasha]

I control some NPC's some others, other people control. It's all a matter of area but yes I control all of the Gods and all faction leaders :)

Okay good! I would have hated just...RRing with myself when it came to the gods and such LOL

[Epostle]

Sounds like Gabrielle and Elisavet wont get along at all lol.

[Minkasha]

Why?

[Death of Korzan]

Who does Gabrielle get on with to be honest ;)

I can't wait till he meets number 1; he'll either be hit with respect for someone for once, or misguided ideas of being able to defeat him

[Epostle]

Well Gabrielle is a mystery. Gabrielle knows he can't beat him, but Gabrielle knows that one way or another, that number 1 is going to be beaten eventually, even if it isn't by Gabrielle himself.

[Minkasha]

I wonder what Elisavet's and Gabrielle first impression of the other would be. He's very powerful. I'm at the part when he just fell from the sky :O

[Death of Korzan]

He's the sixth most powerful mortal to ever exist, if you think he's powerful, wait until I write about the Number 1, or when you get to the battle of Hercinia, it's only by pure luck and the distraction of hate possessed Decius that allowed Calvus and Silverwick to 'kill' Achilles.

[Minkasha]

Well the RR seems to, luckily, surround more than just 'who is the strongest?' :O

More than might matters!

[Death of Korzan]

indeed it does! I hate roleplays that are basically the equivalent of trying to make your character look the coolest and the strongest, thinking that somehow that makes you the better character.

[CrumpetCannon]

As the character with the best salt n' pepper beard, I motion that Admiral Clemente be considered the most powerful character.

[Minkasha]

As the character with the best salt n' pepper beard, I motion that Admiral Clemente be considered the most powerful character.

You are our silver fox :P

[Minkasha]

My third and final character. He is under service of Admiral Isaac Donning Clemente's crew. If you have any questions let me know! *If accepted, can he be filed under the Admiral, just for easy reading...please?*



Name: Privet Thomas ‘Tommy’ Glen

Age: 19 [DOB 1712]

Race: English

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Tommy is a loyal fool. A man who stays true to the leader he admires but often just doesn’t get the bigger scope of a leader’s choices or consequences that come from them. He even tends to lack the understanding of the rippling consequences of his own actions. But there is a charm about Tommy that allows people to laugh with him, not at him. Though he is clearly one not suited for leadership, his bright eyes and cheerful smile show he hasn’t been roughed up by life or service. There are many life mysteries for Tommy and that is what appeals to him. Though a fool, he loves to learn what he does not know. A diamond in the rough, as one day, with the right influences in his life, he could become a grand naval scholar.

The experience of death, and the hundreds of years in the afterlife have however…left a dark impression in his mind. Tommy will not speak about it, and has compartmentalized it so deeply in the back of his mind that his past has deep holes or is just blank.

Physical labor is something he always leaps up to do and it helps keep his mind focused. Left to sit he gets lost in useless thought. His expression show greatly though his hands and Mr. Glen can often be seen holding, thumbing, or touching something. His gestures are also wild and vivacious.

Background: Tommy was raised in the mundane. The Glen family was respectable enough, able to support itself, but it was certainly not lavish like the royal or wealthy families came to enjoy. However they were away from the poverty. Beyond the occasional pretty partner to roll in the hay with, his life was similar to any commoner.

But as Tommy grew, he learned of the constant war the world powers were having. His country needed more troops. And from a sense of patriotism he joined the navy. His family had no history of military service, and he knew he didn’t know much, but he felt the navy could shape him into someone worthy of honor.

In the navy Tommy was starting to get praise for his ability to craft and repair ships…almost a genius at it. The kid wasn’t bright, but discovered he had an amazing ability to copy the physical actions of others. With such a tactile mind he grew quickly in popularity until he was asked to be on HMS Aptitude.

He served as one of the ships repairmen, and did a great job. But ultimately, one way or another…they died. Tommy can no longer remember, but after years of being in the realms of death…he quickly learned there was more to life than a funny joke or a quick smile.

He stands at 5’11''
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Area: Aboard the HMS Aptitude

Faction: British Navy of Port Royal

Loves (Three things): Learning, a task to do, an admirable leader to follow

Hates (Three things): Inactivity, things that feel odd or uncomfortable to the touch, death and the afterlife.

Description of Weaponry and Armor: On a daily basis Tommy wears a loose and mostly unbuttoned cotton shirt that is tucked into brown pants and is in dress shoes. In his personal locker is his naval uniform for ceremony.

[Death of Korzan]

Accepted :)

EDIT

Though I've filed him like the rest otherwise I'd get confused and be like 'Where's his CS gone?' and never think to check the Admirals :')

[Minkasha]

Sweet! <3

Reading the old IC now. It's a fun story!

[Minkasha]

So I have a question, how long has my character been resurrected? How well does she know who she's working with? Or will the IC cover their first meeting?

[Death of Korzan]

Well for your Nymph, she would have been resurrected recently, I'd say around on the day the IC starts.

Your Greek character would have been resurrected at the start and would have fought with the Greeks, it's been around a year since the beginning of the Roleplay (The time doesn't follow that scale but that's to not have time skips and stuff), she'd have been infantry in the defense and loss against the Namorians, along with taking the capital of Hercine in the first place, she may or may not know the other Demigods in the Greek army (Hercules, Heracles, Achilles, Perseus, Theseus).

The British were resurrected from the start but they've simply been surveying the area and staying away from all Eternum civilisation and biding their time for whatever they could possibly be planning, so again, a year.

And I'm glad you enjoy it! :)

[G]

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[Minkasha]

Well for your Nymph, she would have been resurrected recently, I'd say around on the day the IC starts.

Your Greek character would have been resurrected at the start and would have fought with the Greeks, it's been around a year since the beginning of the Roleplay (The time doesn't follow that scale but that's to not have time skips and stuff), she'd have been infantry in the defense and loss against the Namorians, along with taking the capital of Hercine in the first place, she may or may not know the other Demigods in the Greek army (Hercules, Heracles, Achilles, Perseus, Theseus).

The British were resurrected from the start but they've simply been surveying the area and staying away from all Eternum civilisation and biding their time for whatever they could possibly be planning, so again, a year.

And I'm glad you enjoy it! :)

To keep it simple, I might say Elisavet knows them personally since the start of the war. In her last lifetime, she didn't know any of them personally.

And congrats for roleplay of the week!

[Death of Korzan]

Hooray, roleplay of the week! :D

And yeah that works for me :)

Only a week left and then I start, unless you guys all want me to start earlier, but I don't mind.

[Minkasha]

I wouldn't lie to you....I'D LOVE IT TO START ASAP LOLOLOL

I'm reading the old one as we speak. I'm in love :oigirl:

*EDIT*

Question, what happens to the characters who are plot important from the first book and not player controlled this time? Are they just NPCed or...what?

[Azazeal849]

NPC'd I assume - they can't really just disappear (for example, we NPC'd Thor and Rogue whenever the resurrected Vikings showed up).

Don't start just yet though, we're still waiting on La Volpe and Setsa!

I'll start putting together my first posts as soon as I have time (which is...emphatically not this weekend). I have a couple of questions about Dun Moriga - what happened to Nesara after her travelling companions got labelled traitors, and do the humans in Dun Moriga know that she's there yet? Also, has word got out yet of the dwarf king's murder?

[Minkasha]

NPC'd I assume - they can't really just disappear (for example, we NPC'd Thor and Rogue whenever the resurrected Vikings showed up).

Don't start just yet though, we're still waiting on La Volpe and Setsa!

I'll start putting together my first posts as soon as I have time (which is...emphatically not this weekend). I have a couple of questions about Dun Moriga - what happened to Nesara after her travelling companions got labelled traitors, and do the humans in Dun Moriga know that she's there yet? Also, has word got out yet of the dwarf king's murder?

SPOILERS X_X

Also Aza, your writing has expanded my diction a bit LOL. I've had to google a few times admittedly...And, are we to post together? One of my characters is supposed to be with you. I'd imagine she'd be a lot more than just an ordinary grunt to be glossed over. She's with Decius Marcius.

[Death of Korzan]

Ahaha where're you at in the story so far Mink? :)

And if Setsa and La Volpe don't return (Which I worry they won't D:) then I'll have to take over their characters until they do return of course!

[Azazeal849]

SPOILERS X_X

Don't worry, nothing that isn't in the summary at the start of this thread. ;)


And, are we to post together? One of my characters is supposed to be with you.

She can do her own thing, even if they're hanging out in the same army - I doubt we'll have to post everything together.


I'd imagine she'd be a lot more than just an ordinary grunt to be glossed over. She's with Decius Marcius.

True, but it's entirely possible he hasn't met her yet - so far Marcius has only interacted with the generals of the resurrected armies (at the occasional war council). There's a lot of demigods in the Greek army and I doubt he's made the effort to meet them all when he doesn't fully trust the Greeks or like them very much.

I've also just realised that "Blood of the Gods" probably refers to the high number of demigods (as in, people "of the gods' blood") in this volume of the series...

[Death of Korzan]

It refers to a lot of things ;)

[Azazeal849]

What about the Dun Moriga questions (post 75)? I may need the information for my opening post.

[Death of Korzan]

Well by the time that the first post will have been, it will have been around an hour or so from that point so yes some people would know and it's likely that a large amount of the city would be grieving or battle-raged.

Nesara would still be in Dun Moriga but I'll take control to sort stuff with her, whilst it's highly likely that Kuronus wouldn't be there... ;)

[Waarnemen]

I have a character idea planned..
But I would like to deliberate via PMs.

[Death of Korzan]

I have a character idea planned..
But I would like to deliberate via PMs.

Feel free to PM me your ideas :)

[Minkasha]

Ahaha where're you at in the story so far Mink? :)

And if Setsa and La Volpe don't return (Which I worry they won't D:) then I'll have to take over their characters until they do return of course!

First off, I really do hope Setsa and La Volpe return, I've loved their contribution to the first book.

Secondly, Gabriel is an ASS

Thirdly, I'm just past when a Aulus had his first Isis vision!


Don't worry, nothing that isn't in the summary at the start of this thread. ;)

Well I've already forgotten it LOL. Makes the story more interesting :O It was too much information at once and came in one ear and out the other!


She can do her own thing, even if they're hanging out in the same army - I doubt we'll have to post everything together.

Good to know!


True, but it's entirely possible he hasn't met her yet - so far Marcius has only interacted with the generals of the resurrected armies (at the occasional war council). There's a lot of demigods in the Greek army and I doubt he's made the effort to meet them all when he doesn't fully trust the Greeks or like them very much.

I've not read all the story yet, so I don't understand fully his relationship with the Greeks. But you bring up a fair point!


I've also just realised that "Blood of the Gods" probably refers to the high number of demigods (as in, people "of the gods' blood") in this volume of the series...

That's a big assumption sir!

And Azazeal, I just wanted to add in how superb I think your writing is! You added SO MUCH to the first book. Your posts really gave it a firm direction that it really seemed like all the other players followed. And your NPC work is/was (since I'm still reading it) GENIUS, the bubbling romance between the spy and the slave, Marcius' wife and her adventures, etc! Not to mention you also use Latin phrases or high diction that help make the environment FEEL of that time. Truly, you really helped step the whole thing up a notch. And it worked amazingly with DoK's efforts!


It refers to a lot of things ;)

Oh, you're so mysterious ;p

[Death of Korzan]

That's my middle name, Death of Mysterious Korzan ;)

And I'm glad you like it! Be sure to tell us what you think when you finish it! :)

[Minkasha]

Oh my god. The three way fight was AMAZING TO READ! Had my heart pumping!

[Epostle]

:>

[Minkasha]

Hah! You lost an arm bro :P

Why do I feel like Chaaru would try to eat Elisavet? LOL

*EDIT*

Also Decius Marcius' wife...is amazing. I love her. LOLOL

[Death of Korzan]

Probably because Chaaru Would try eat Elisavet ;)

[Minkasha]

Probably because Chaaru Would try eat Elisavet ;)

LOL...well she does have a lot of meat to...uh...eat... she is indeed the champion of the goddess of womanhood *cough*

DoK...I've been reading for hours...my mind is just exploding. I'm at the part where DUMB ASS GABRIEL got his party in Dwarven jail. He's so...stupid *facepalms* X_X Cocky bastard.

I'm still trying to figure out how I'll sneak in Elisavet in, because the other 2 characters are fresh with nearly no attachment to the outside world. But if the warrior priestess of Aphrodite was with the demi gods, then she was around for all of us and then the question comes up as to why she never was never a figure head in the fights or the diplomacy?

I don' want to break the storytelling by just pretending she was 'always there' because if she was...I feel she would have had a much larger impression.

What are your suggestions? Should she actually just come in NOW!? Be resurrected as the IC starts? or something...perhaps she was in a different part of the world, traveling to get to them because Aphrodite commanded her to join them...?

[Death of Korzan]

It's up to you, you could always have her appear at the foothills of Dun Moriga, maybe actually have Aphrodite send her to rendevouz with the army :)

[The Bartender]

Finally managed to read all the posts here ^^

DoK you forgot to add Isabelle into the roaster --' (Evil....just evil....)

Cant wait for the start, gonna have some fun with the Egyptians (much explosions, much wow incoming).

And of course with our search group (got big plans for Numiera)

[Minkasha]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOO!

OH MY GOD! NOOOO!

I JUST FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK, OH MY GOD!

*EDIT*

*Takes a moment to calm down*

Okay WOW! what a F-ing ENDING HOLY ****!

This story is fabulous and addictive to read! However, I would heavily suggest some editing and repositioning of posts as Aza did in his posts...so as a book and not as a forum RP it flowed well.

[Death of Korzan]

(much explosions, much wow incoming).


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Such Roleplay

And sorry, could you post Isabelle again D: I think I've mislaid her CS. I'll add your characters to the first post :)

And ahah Mink, what did you think? ;)

[Minkasha]

^^^^ DoK, what is this?...I don't..even...

And also, important question: Where does Aphrodite herself stand in all of this? That murder was...too...brutal and personal....X_X

[Death of Korzan]

Ahah I'm glad you enjoyed it! Aphrodite could be pretty pissed about it, but Korzan's Avengers are too far away and Aphrodite doesn't kill, she's a pacifist god hence why she has people to do it for her, yet her only follower is hundreds of miles away ;p!

And it's a meme xD, don't worry about it :)

Now we're 6 days from starting, just hoping Setsa and La Volpe get there on time. What did you think of the characters Mink, got any assumptions or favorites? :)

[Minkasha]

Ahah I'm glad you enjoyed it! Aphrodite could be pretty pissed about it, but Korzan's Avengers are too far away and Aphrodite doesn't kill, she's a pacifist god hence why she has people to do it for her, yet her only follower is hundreds of miles away ;p!

And it's a meme xD, don't worry about it :)

Now we're 6 days from starting, just hoping Setsa and La Volpe get there on time. What did you think of the characters Mink, got any assumptions or favorites? :)

Only follower!? :( Don't you mean her single chosen champion!? I'd imagine she'd have many followers! Would have been nice if Elisavet could have defended Marc's wife. It would have been in her dominion and divine right.

Could Elisavet be the messenger of Decius Marcius' wife's death and the reason why Aphrodite joins the war? (By allowing her champion to work with him and his forces) Also, since she is a non-combatant Goddess it contributed to the fact that Elisavet is not as strong as a demigod with the blood of a combat oriented parent or power, if that makes sense? But being a champion of such a goddess gives her great charm. A balance between diplomat, priestess, and warrior.



And I stress again what I said before your dog...thing post...X_X so read that too!

As for the characters I was really worried that Numiera was just going to be useless and/or a 'innocent little girl' archetype but I quickly realized that was a harsh judgment on my part as the story went along. Her character has been growing slowly throughout the RP, she has a lot to still learn about herself.

Gabriel irritates the F*CK out of me, but he really adds to the story. If everything was sunshine and roses...well. His arrogance muddles so much, and we still haven't seen him actually combat anyone since the start of the RP. And this tells me that when he strikes...it will be something big. He's great at stirring the pot, I just wonder how far he can do that before he's finally 'humbled'?

Chaaru has the classic villain tendency to mumble on and on forever instead of doing what he planned to do. But it adds humor to him and his foul mouth made me laugh, especially when Achilles was pissed off. I still don't know the limits of his magic and his relationship to Gabriel still is mysterious to me. They are rivals but Gabriel asks him for help...?

Kuronus I felt was a necessary balance to Gabriel. Gabriel is almost 'too much' in his power and his behavior. While Kuronus is a were-man, he still has a much more...sane personality than that of Gabriel. His personality was consistent and honestly the adventure WOULDN'T* have been the same without him. The story works much better when the focus is on Kuronus with Gabriel on the side rather than Gabriel being the star. Kuronus keeps Gabriel bearable and Gabriel keeps Kuronus' adventures unpredictable and fun.

Anne was a bit of a surprise, and at the start was actually my favorite character. Her character growth...shift even, was very dramatic but really showed the contrast between life on Earth and life on Eternum. I still enjoyed her throughout the RP very much, but just like Gabriel, lost charm due to their Earthborn arrogance. Which I LOVE the fact it's consistent between the two characters (Even Chaaru adds to this as well). Her priestess twist and now teacher role for Suriyana was unexpected, but very welcomed.

Nesara was a pleasant addition to the story. Again, just like Kuronus, she was needed as a 'balance' to Gabriel's overbearing personality. She is a very elegant leader who is suffering a terrible turn of events. It was great having a female perspective that wasn't so cocky or driven by personal power/gain. She also added an exotic touch as she was from a distant land, rather than being of the same origin as the other characters. I very much like her!

Zar is still a mystery to me. I don't feel that I know him well enough, but I do know he's great with a bow! But seriously, I wish to see him bloom more in the second book. I did enjoy the toss in of his heritage however!

Isabella seems to be a more controlled balance to her arrogant older sister. Though I wish to see where her true loyalties lie. She been more passive and secondary in this book. However, with the way things are going...she'll play a much larger role now.

Decius Marcius, this man...is the rock of this RP. He makes the story, he is the narrative that has helped me compare all else to. This character could not be given anymore praise, he's vulnerable yet strong, emotional for his family, yet hearty in the face of such violent death. He is truly Human and it is with his adventure the whole story is cast in either bright light or gloomy rays. This man is the star of the show, and shines well!

Aulus Ovidius and Suriyana, beautiful additions to the story because they paint more of what life is like on Eternum in the background. It's GREAT not having every character being the 'most powerful' at doing this or that etc. They add DEPTH and REALISM to a VERY high fantasy world. Also, romance is addictive and should be at least hinted in every story! Suriyana's expression helps culture readers of the difference in their usage of 'Slaves' vs what U.S. often thinks of 'slaves'.

The minor characters and NPCs that circle Decius' life again add to the importance of Decius to the story and again, add more depth and layers of power to the story. While each is not a huge hero, they were all needed in making the story less ridiculous...because with such levels of power and this plot...this story could have been very ridiculous!

[Azazeal849]

And sorry, could you post Isabelle again D: I think I've mislaid her CS.

What are you talking about? She's in the "characters from Of Gods And Demons" list and has been since the start.


It's up to you, you could always have her appear at the foothills of Dun Moriga, maybe actually have Aphrodite send her to rendevouz with the army :)

That makes more sense actually - I can't see Aphrodite being a major supporter of the resurrected Greek army's "maim, kill, burn!" campaign in Hercine.


This story is fabulous and addictive to read! However, I would heavily suggest some editing and repositioning of posts as Aza did in his posts...so as a book and not as a forum RP it flowed well.

I have a Word version that's been edited and put in order if you want it? PM me your email address and I'll send you a copy.


And also, important question: Where does Aphrodite herself stand in all of this? That murder was...too...brutal and personal....X_X

As I said to Korzan at the time, it'll be interesting to see what a wider sample of the Southerners are like in this sequel, since they only featured in Gods and Demons in the thoughts of some (bigoted) Namorians, and in that extreme dick move pulled by Korzan's Avengers in the final post.

On a related note, I'm planning to include the funeral in my first post (just give me a bit of time to research Roman burial customs).


Could Elisavet be the messenger of Decius Marcius' wife's death and the reason why Aphrodite joins the war? (By allowing her champion to work with him and his forces)

By all means. Although if and when he hears about his family's death, he will react...poorly.


Decius Marcius, this man...is the rock of this RP. He makes the story, he is the narrative that has helped me compare all else to. This character could not be given anymore praise, he's vulnerable yet strong, emotional for his family, yet hearty in the face of such violent death. He is truly Human and it is with his adventure the whole story is cast in either bright light or gloomy rays. This man is the star of the show, and shines well!

...wow. Thanks Minkasha! :D


Aulus Ovidius and Suriyana, beautiful additions to the story because they paint more of what life is like on Eternum in the background. It's GREAT not having every character being the 'most powerful' at doing this or that etc. They add DEPTH and REALISM to a VERY high fantasy world. Also, romance is addictive and should be at least hinted in every story! Suriyana's expression helps culture readers of the difference in their usage of 'Slaves' vs what U.S. often thinks of 'slaves'.

Portraying slaves was one of the things I was rather worried about to tell you the truth. While research on the topic leads me to believe that some slaves were treated well and were reasonably happy, I didn't want to give the impression that this was the norm (and Suriyana is the only slave we see in any detail - although admittedly even she dreams of freedom). By and large slavery was (and is; nowadays we call it "human trafficking") a really nasty business, and I don't want to look like I was whitewashing the fact.

On a slightly lighter note, you missed out Salvius! :P What did you think of him?

[Minkasha]

On a related note, I'm planning to include the funeral in my first post (just give me a bit of time to research Roman burial customs).

And this is why I love your writing...I WILL be bothering you on culture stuff if I need to use it in my posts! So be ready :O

Would you mind if Elisavet is the divine messenger of their deaths?

*EDIT*

DoK, could you please fix Anne-Maria Felicia Yukahama von Bayern's image link in the first post? It's not working like it does in the book 1 ooc :(

[Minkasha]

By all means. Although if and when he hears about his family's death, he will react...poorly.

Well of course he would. And, when you do your first post...can you co-post with me then?


Portraying slaves was one of the things I was rather worried about to tell you the truth. While research on the topic leads me to believe that some slaves were treated well and were reasonably happy, I didn't want to give the impression that this was the norm (and Suriyana is the only slave we see in any detail - although admittedly even she dreams of freedom). By and large slavery was (and is; nowadays we call it "human trafficking") a really nasty business, and I don't want to look like I was whitewashing the fact.

I don't think you were 'whitewashing' it.


On a slightly lighter note, you missed out Salvius! :P What did you think of him?

Ooops! I found Salvius charming and a loyal man facing some very strange powerful forces. I think he also helped give a comparison of these super powers to the 'ordinary man'. I use ordinary lightly because even he's trained to defend himself. I enjoyed the relationship between him and Numiera. He makes the Imperium more likable.

*EDIT*

Can we make Elisavet 96 years old? It matches up with RL history more. Thank you!

[Death of Korzan]

Yeah sorry about that I remembered that Isabella's CS was actually in the first post :'D! have placed it with the others.

And on your second point about her being almost Warrior, Priestess and diplomat; I'm absolutely fine with it.

Also, I'm sure we're all very glad you enjoy the story and the characters!

[Minkasha]

And on your second point about her being almost Warrior, Priestess and diplomat; I'm absolutely fine with it.

Also, I'm sure we're all very glad you enjoy the story and the characters!

Thank you :) Again, can Anne's picture be fixed please? And Elisavet's age turned to 96?

Also...who does Aphrodite love...Ares or Mars? And how would the war Gods respond to Elisavet?

[Death of Korzan]

I'll fix Anne's picture if I can, and of course she can :)

I'd say that she loves neither of them, Ares is a barbarian and Mars is the God of Rome, far too orderly for the Goddess of Love. She's a freeflowing spirit, more an ideal than a physical being (Though she can take physical form.)

[Minkasha]

I'll fix Anne's picture if I can, and of course she can :)

I'd say that she loves neither of them, Ares is a barbarian and Mars is the God of Rome, far too orderly for the Goddess of Love. She's a freeflowing spirit, more an ideal than a physical being (Though she can take physical form.)

ooooh, so you've changed that completely then? She has no one god she's in a relationship with then?

[Death of Korzan]

Yeah, she has no godly relationship, maybe a few flings but as it said at the start, not all of the things of the pantheons were correct, yet some were. Like the Egyptians worshiping Horus when Horus was just a mistranslation of Hades. They believed Aphrodite was with Mars because the romance of War had to be hand in hand in their culture, when actually, Aphrodite may have engaged in romantic activities with him, they were never permanently together. ;p

[Minkasha]

ohhhh, okay. Thanks!

So then Mars and Elisavet relationship would be that of any God and champion of ally god then? They are not closer allies then?

[Death of Korzan]

It would be the relationship of a God of Emor/Rome to the God of an auxiliary state: never quite trusting but respectful as long as he wouldn't have been disdained by any actions or remarks.

Ares would probably just take the piss out of you, but he woudl do that to everyone and then blow them up with rocket launchers :')

[Minkasha]

Got it! Thanks! Can't wait for it to start :P

[Aureyon]

Name: Syf (S-if)
Age: Unknown-- appears to be 20
Race: God-Spawn
Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Athena (By Thought). She cannot recall whom her father was/is.
Personality: A mind is a powerful thing, and to reveal too much would be your undoing.

Not much is known about the inner workings of her mind. She doesn't allow many people close enough to decipher her thoughts. No doubt, she gets that from her mother, but she has a general guarded attitude towards any and all she comes in contact with. Her mind is a labyrinth inside a labyrinth, in that it has many levels and each contains a different solution to unlock what is inside. Her mind itself is protected by many traps and walls that seemed to have sprung up over the ages, causing lapses in her memory at times. (See background for explanation)


Background: Syf was rumored to have been born during the time of the Ancient Greeks on Earth, but her origin is relatively unknown. She was born from the thoughts of Athena, who sought to have one who would bring honor and remembrance to the once revered Goddess. She is the only known daughter of Athena, which would not be surprising as Athena has been known to be a less than avid fan of the mortals. She was a source of pride for her mother, and that pride would be what led to her disappearance.

She was an intelligent child, even from the age of two, she was modeling architecture and solving riddles that were meant to test even the brightest of minds in mere minutes. That is when people began to suspect the true nature of her; she was a God-Spawn. This brought her family much attention and praise during the early years of Greece and the rise of the City-States. She was raised in the city of Athens, the only greek city known to be favored by the Goddess Athena, and the home of her father.

She is unable to recall accurate images of her father, or much of her time as a child spent with him. She has always assumed that he was a great and powerful man to have struck the fancy of Athena and her mind. However, she cannot be sure for her memories are faded and anytime she tries to remember the time before her capture at the hands of Hades, her mind sends a painful shockwave through her body and it renders her immobile for days.

She was not born ageless, she aged as a normal human child would, and had grown well into her teenage years before her aging process began to slow and eventually come to a complete stop. She always assumed that her mother had gifted her with immortality because that seemed the only viable option that would make sense to her.

However, as a result of the immortality gained by Syf, Lord Hades grew furious. It was not right for a Demi-God to have gained immortality just for being a child of a God, and as the child could not die; He chose to imprison her for all eternity in the underworld. She remained there for countless years under the very eyes of Hades himself. Through the tortures of Hades and his minions, her mind broke and gave rise to a barrier that prevented any contact with past events that occurred during her life.

As a result of this barrier in her mind, she does not know that her mother is Athena, and cannot remember where she was born or created. However, fate seemed to favor her at least a little and when Odin released his magic onto the world and broke the restraints that kept her within the Underworld.

Now being freed from the tortures of Hades, she walks Eternum, unknowing of what events have conspired or the current state of the world itself. She has much to learn and even more to discover.



Area: Dun Moriga

Faction: Other

Loves (Three things): Intelligence, Strategy, Architecture

Hates (Three things): Idiocy, Foolishness, Rashness

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She wears a time-faded grey toga that has rips and tears throughout the entirety of fabric. She wears braided leather sandals that reach to just below her knees. She carries no weapons on her person.


http://k34.kn3.net/CA35D58D0.jpg Syf has cloud-white hair that reaches to her back, and is in a tight ponytail braided to the end of her hairs length. Her eyes are a stormy grey that always seem to contain a brewing storm within them, and her complexion is fair and olive toned. Her muscles are defined, but have lessened over the years of torture at the hands of Hades. Bruises and scars mark her body where she has been beaten and bloodied by the minions of Hades. She stands at an unusual 6' 0" and weighs 130 Ibs.

[Death of Korzan]

Great character! :)

The image isn't working in your reference so if you wanna fix that and then I'll add it to the first post :D

[Aureyon]

Really? It shows on my computer. lol

[Death of Korzan]

I tried to open it into a new tab and it said '403 - forbidden' so I'm not sure what's up with it.

Regardless, your description gives us quite a bit of view so unless you think it's imperative for the picture to be there we can always go ahead without it (if you want)

[Minkasha]

I cannot see the image either! Though I love the character!!!!!!

@DoK, can you update Elisavet's character sheet to say '..And for over EIGHTY years she did her charge, never having lovers other than what the Goddess willed and staying true to her path...' it normally said forty (since her age was expanded) Sorry I'm obsessively detail oriented. Thank you X_X

[Death of Korzan]

It's fine and yeah sure :)

[Aureyon]

Either way is fine. IF you have seen Thor, then the image was of Lady Sif. lol That's her face and stuffs. My descriptions are just what the picture didn't show.

[Minkasha]

We have an awesome, dynamic and large cast :P

[CrumpetCannon]

And it's only gonna get bigger...

[Minkasha]

And it's only gonna get bigger...

It's like Game of Thrones! Different factions and everything!


That means though...that some of our characters will not be so lucky...there have to be winners and losers... I wonder who it will be :P?

*EDIT*

Also, we really need characters to represent the other side. They can't all be painted villains. And it will make the story more dynamic!

*EDIT EDIT*

Ha! I just realized what this story is missing to make it more realistic to Greek and Roman culture...HOMOEROTICISM! It's undeniable! Though to them it wasn't about 'gay' or 'straight' to define masculinity, but rather who was the 'top' or not!

[La Volpe]

Oh lord... What a sight to come back to... ;)

On that note, guess who's back! And it looks as though right in the nick of time. You couldn't have truly thought that I'd miss out on this, of all things? What kind of team member would I be if I missed out on the next installment of one of the most important master pieces I've ever had the extreme pleasure to join? I am back now, and I don't plan on leaving any time soon again. I'll have a returning post in the right spot after I post here. I am beyond happy to be back, and can not wait to dive fully into this! And you can expect a new character from me as well... I think it's time for a new Northerner to join the fray!

[Death of Korzan]

Welcome back Volpe! I'll transfer your characters over, along with yours Knight :)

[La Volpe]

Glad to be back Korozan, I've missed everyone dearly!

[Death of Korzan]

UPDATE

Zar Stormwraith Kuronus Gray and Syf have been placed in the OOC thread.

5 days guys! :D

[Minkasha]

It's nice to meet you La Volpe! I hope we get the chance to RP side-by-side! :O I loved your work in the first book ;p

[La Volpe]

I have character ideas!! :o

Edit---

Thank you Minkasha! I read what you thought about my characters and me makes me extremely proud that you like them so much!

[Minkasha]

I have character ideas!! :o

Edit---

Thank you Minkasha! I read what you thought about my characters and me makes me extremely proud that you like them so much!

^^,

What are your character ideas?


On a dark note...I feel like the more of a cast we add, the more likely some of us will die LOL. Unless miraculously we all live...with luck only NPCs have been biting the bullet!

I also wish we'd start sooner than 5 days! But I know I'm impatient, too excited :P

[Death of Korzan]

You never know...I might have a few deaths up my sleeve.. ;)

[The Bartender]

well, the first death could come sooner you can think (looking at Numiera's victim... could be painful to die in shadow infection... -_-)

[Death of Korzan]

I have plans for him as well, so maybe he won't die. Or maybe he will..who knows...

[Azazeal849]

Also, we really need characters to represent the other side. They can't all be painted villains. And it will make the story more dynamic!

Fun fact - that's what I originally created Marcius for. I was pretty sure that the Namorians were originally going to be the villains (for the classic "rebels vs empire" setup) but they got shifted to the POV faction because of the way player numbers worked out (we got zero southern players...which seems to have happened again actually).


Ha! I just realized what this story is missing to make it more realistic to Greek and Roman culture...HOMOEROTICISM! It's undeniable! Though to them it wasn't about 'gay' or 'straight' to define masculinity, but rather who was the 'top' or not!

You're quite correct. Not sure where this would (relevantly) crop up in the story though.


well, the first death could come sooner you can think (looking at Numiera's victim... could be painful to die in shadow infection... -_-)

Altius is definitely out of the story - it just remains to be seen whether he will be found dead or make a brief attempt to hold off any dwarfs chasing the quest group.

EDIT -


I have plans for him as well, so maybe he won't die. Or maybe he will..who knows...

I stand corrected on the above point.

[Death of Korzan]

In fact, he's quite important to the plot...

[Minkasha]

Fun fact - that's what I originally created Marcius for. I was pretty sure that the Namorians were originally going to be the villains (for the classic "rebels vs empire" setup) but they got shifted to the POV faction because of the way player numbers worked out (we got zero southern players...which seems to have happened again actually).

Funny how that played out. Had the POV been the south...would the North be winning?




You're quite correct. Not sure where this would (relevantly) crop up in the story though.

And with my character, Elisavet, I can make it relevant since she is working for the goddess of LOVE :O Though she, clearly, won't directly partake since the cultures centered around MALE homoeroticism.

[Azazeal849]

In fact, he's quite important to the plot...

Who, Altius? I know Calvus is coming back but I didn't expect Altius to get an expanded role too...

[Death of Korzan]

Well it's always good to have unexpected things ;)

[Minkasha]

I'm talking to DoK about making a Southerner, someone should make one with me :) We need to have their side represented too!

[Aureyon]

I tend to play only one character. I prefer to keep it that way. lol

Otherwise, I deviate away from the game and end up dropping. XD

[Minkasha]

Fair enough X_X I'm already playing 3...but I don't expect all of them to live. So, might as well go all the way out with it!

[Aureyon]

Lol, and what if they all live? D:

[Minkasha]

Lol, and what if they all live? D:

I really doubt it! It's war :)

[Aureyon]

... But, say they somehow manage to all escape deaths icy grip, what then?

[Minkasha]

... But, say they somehow manage to all escape deaths icy grip, what then?

That is a naive hope! But then I'd laugh and continue to RP all of them :P People are going to die though, or this is story would be...lesser than it could have been, and not realistic. In a fictional sense tragedy is beauty and in real life, a part of it.

[Aureyon]

Oh, I am more than aware of the death that may come to quite a few of these characters. Lol

[Epostle]

Finally got back, and I'm glad to see Mink enjoying all the characters. And as I promised everyone, Gabrielle's past will soon be revealed as... well... hehehe.

Also, just to note, Gabrielle hates the gods and remember, everything that my character does will be brought to light. In fact, I've been kind of gazing through some ideas on things that could happen.

Chaaru on the other hand is pretty much in a bad predicament. He's not necessarily a villain, though he does have a lot of taint on him. Also, about the rivalry part, they're friends, but Chaaru seeks to grow stronger than Gabrielle, sort of redeem his dominance as it once was.

[Minkasha]

Finally got back, and I'm glad to see Mink enjoying all the characters. And as I promised everyone, Gabrielle's past will soon be revealed as... well... hehehe.

Also, just to note, Gabrielle hates the gods and remember, everything that my character does will be brought to light. In fact, I've been kind of gazing through some ideas on things that could happen.

Chaaru on the other hand is pretty much in a bad predicament. He's not necessarily a villain, though he does have a lot of taint on him. Also, about the rivalry part, they're friends, but Chaaru seeks to grow stronger than Gabrielle, sort of redeem his dominance as it once was.

Just got done writing some possible villains for DoK!

Gabrielle drove me nuts! I hope to see him not always be such an ass :P

I feel like Chaaru is going to be the death of a few PCs, just a guess though.

[The Bartender]

Chaaruon the other hand is pretty much in a bad predicament. He's not necessarily a villain, though he does have a lot of taint on him. Also, about the rivalry part, they're friends, but Chaaru seeks to grow stronger than Gabrielle, sort of redeem his dominance as it once was.

Here we have our homoerotism! Gabrielle is top now but Chaaru wants to be top himself ^^

Well I have already planned at least 1 character dying and other kind of... dying. Who they shall be said untill later.

And btw I hvae already 3characters so there won't be any addition to them until 1 dies :=

[Azazeal849]

Here we have our homoerotism! Gabrielle is top now but Chaaru wants to be top himself ^^

LOL. :D


Well I have already planned at least 1 character dying and other kind of... dying. Who they shall be said untill later.

It would kind of suck for the Druada if their new chosen one died in her first fight. I can imagine lord Kurosavi saying "Oh. Well. So much for that idea."

If Numeira goes full demon then Salvius will probably try to put a sword through her head. Come to think of it, he'll probably try and put a sword through her head if he finds out what she did to Altius (though there's currently little chance of that unless someone like Kuronus correctly autopsies the body and then meets back up with the group and tells him).

Hey, I wonder what would happen if the shadow infection turned Altius into some weird sort of demon-hybrid instead of killing him?

EDIT - Going off topic for a minute: DoK, any further advance on resurrecting your other (Hunger Games) RP? Now that Catching Fire has just hit the cinemas, it would seem like an auspicious time. :>

[Epostle]

Well Aza, Gabrielle is rather protective of Numiera because he can somewhat understand her trouble, which is why he didn't go into a panic when she nearly tore Altius' arm off. Gabrielle is very tolerable, but he wouldn't let Salvius have his way with her like that lol.

[Minkasha]

Here we have our homoerotism! Gabrielle is top now but Chaaru wants to be top himself ^^


This = yes.




If Numeira goes full demon then Salvius will probably try to put a sword through her head. Come to think of it, he'll probably try and put a sword through her head if he finds out what she did to Altius (though there's currently little chance of that unless someone like Kuronus correctly autopsies the body and then meets back up with the group and tells him).

Wouldn't that uhhhh...get Set on your ass? I'm assuming he wouldn't be please with his child being...murdered...




Hey, I wonder what would happen if the shadow infection turned Altius into some weird sort of demon-hybrid instead of killing him?


A new enemy to add to the list as the infection grows through the dwarven people X_X

[Aureyon]

Can someone send me a copy of the first book. I want to read it. I lost the original that was sent to me through email when my computer temporarily died.

[Death of Korzan]

Guys, with everyone but Setsa here, I think I'm gonna start the IC early, all this discussion is making me wanna play xD

And TB, check your PM"s, I need to request something of you.

[Minkasha]

Guys, with everyone but Setsa here, I think I'm gonna start the IC early, all this discussion is making me wanna play xD

And TB, check your PM"s, I need to request something of you.


YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Though I wish Setsa was here, tbh.

[The Bartender]

This = yes.



Wouldn't that uhhhh...get Set on your ass? I'm assuming he wouldn't be please with his child being...murdered...



A new enemy to add to the list as the infection grows through the dwarven people X_X

Set isn't much interested in his children (he still has 5 living in the moment so... not to bad if another died, actually he is excepting this.)

That with Altius could be fun though, maybe some evil dwarfs running around Dun Moriga and "greeting" the Fulmita. O_O

[Azazeal849]

Well Aza, Gabrielle is rather protective of Numiera because he can somewhat understand her trouble, which is why he didn't go into a panic when she nearly tore Altius' arm off. *Gabrielle is very tolerable, but he wouldn't let Salvius have his way with her like that lol.

I know LOL. If he explains that, then it might just end up with Salvius saying something like "Fine, but she's your problem from now on!"

Treating a fellow soldier as acceptable collateral damage will piss him off though (but then, when is Salvius ever not pissed off at Gabriel) :P


Wouldn't that uhhhh...get Set on your ass? I'm assuming he wouldn't be please with his child being...murdered...

Possibly, though Salvius (and, actually, Numeira herself) don't know this, just that her father was "a demon". And Namorian folklore is no doubt full of stories of people being put off their guard and killed by demons masquerading as harmless little girls.

At the moment Salvius doesn't mind her (she's proved useful even if she sometimes make bad calls, and he's human enough to want to protect children even if he doesn't particularly like them). But if he discovers that she could flip out at literally any time and murder whoever's unlucky enough to be nearest? As a pragmatic soldier, he wouldn't think twice about what to do.


A new enemy to add to the list as the infection grows through the dwarven people X_X

Who knows? But I am excited to find out what DoK has got planned for him, and for Calvus.

[Death of Korzan]

Okay guys I'm gonna try to get it started tonight or tomorrow night so as we can get going early, I only realised that on the actual 1st of december I'm at a concert xD

[Minkasha]

And now everyone, I present to you...your Southerner enemies.

(Odinsen -Translation: Son of Odin) Read the first person's bio for the main plot idea.





Name: Else Odinsen

Age: 44

Race: Nord

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Her heart lies with her family and with her sense of justice. She is cunning and while has a sense of right and wrong, it is coated with vindictiveness and she will do anything to make sure that ‘justice’ is brought. She is smart, deceptive, and willing to do anything (spare harm her precious family) to be victorious. She does not take pride in what she does, arrogance isn’t her vice. She’s jaded by life and behind a beautiful face exists one of the most warped of minds.

Background: Else was one of the once scattered Southerners of Eternum. Beyond the walls of her village, life was dangerous, and even in its borders it was still dark, cold, and difficult. But she was held as a gem, for a woman, beauty was the greatest gift she could receive; and in this regard she was wealthy.

Korzan, son of Odin, was a hero. He alone brought the Norse people together; he alone created a nation and with his own might, changed the fate of the world. And it was such a god-blessed figure who beseeched her to be his wife. Else thought herself to be the luckiest woman to have ever existed. To be the wife of such a handsome and noble figure was to be an endless privilege. Without hesitation, her father gave her hand.

And life was perfect: decorated with wealth, and power…until the first year passed: she was without child. Korzan wished to create his legacy, and with such a woman, he thought it would be strong, powerful, and healthy. Was this not the meaning behind beauty? Fertility ?

Pressure built and built upon Else, she was just a commoner woman, regardless of her face. And no matter how much she tried, it failed. She at first began using traditional remedies, nothing. She tried praying to the gods, nothing. And finally, throwing herself on her knees a year later she begged, begged to all the gods for their aid, she screamed for a child, screamed for her purpose as woman, nothing.

She knew her husband’s eye would start to wander soon, his dedicated monogamy was already a rarity, for him to stay with a barren woman when his bloodline is that of Odin himself…was impossible. With her family shunning her, Korzan growing aloof, and the gods seemingly forsaking her…she turned to drastic measures.

Enacting sacrificial rituals, using the lowliest of men and children, she communed with Zenita, demon mistress of lust and desire, to give her fertility, give her children. Her secret dark magic was her last attempt.

And it worked, soon enough, after two and a half years…she was with child. And life continued, it only skipped a beat. Child after child continued to come from her, each beautiful, strong, and healthy. Korzan was none the wiser…but they started to show signs of affliction. Multiple times she caught her eldest, Jóhann, taking advantage of the slaves or those of low birth…those who wouldn’t dare speak ill of Odin’s blood. What disturbed Else most was this was starting from a very young age, he was only starting puberty.

Else did what she had to in order to keep her families’ dark tendencies hidden. This often included her murdering and replacing the help or intimidating any possible witnesses with legal execution. Her sin piled as she did all she could to ensure Korzan’s pride and the safety of her family would be kept strong.

In desperation she turned back to Zenita, asking why are her children so. Zenita told her she wished to desperately continue her bloodline, and now she did, and her children would carry this same desire…so to speak.

Years passed, it showed up in Hella, her eldest daughter, and in Kalle, her middle son (it has yet shown up Karla, though Maxwell had admitted it to her in confidence). The bodies raised and in a sick twist, her eldest children began to hide the secret with her. It was growing all the more impossible to hide, but with disgusting and twisted fate…her husband was murdered. Her family wept, and she grew in rage.

Korzan was murdered by the tyrants of the north: the Imperium. Without a Jarl, the Southern lands were going into chaos until, out of necessity and vengeance, Else herself…took the crown. A strange action, but with the eldest children of Odin supporting her, none stood up to her power.

In her majesty she now seeks the death of the Emperor and his country, by any means, the change of her culture to become a Queendom, to remove the sexual pressures and limiting expectations from women that she had to suffer, and show all the gods that man…or woman is in control of their life. She would never beg to the deaf gods for mercy again.

To do this she once more returned to Zenita, both grateful for the blessings that were her children and angered by the twist of her desire, to be granted greater strength so that she may take down the world’s powers and their beloved gods.


She stands at 5’7’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Nordic

Loves (Three things): Family (more than anything), deliverance of justice, and power

Hates (Three things): Limitation through social standing, the gods, the Emperor

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She decorates herself in beautiful weaved gowns and gemmed accessories, always to flaunt her beauty and wealth. On her head rests her late husband’s crown.



Name: Jóhann Odinsen

Age: 27

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Jóhann has the demonic affliction running through his body powerfully. He is a man of raging sexuality, taking an array of sexual partners and now with the death of his father, is seen with concubines of both sexes all over him. He is lewd, aggressive and very much ran by his passions. Everyone is to be conquered, either sexually or by strength and domination.

His redeeming qualities are the willingness of how much he would do for has family and the protective nature he has over them.

Background: Jóhann was the first born, made through the black magic his mother desperately used so she would no longer be infertile. He was seen as a miracle for the sake of Else’s once thought barren womb and the fact he continues the Odin bloodline. He was to be Korzan’s successor and lead the Norse people proudly to victory.

However, his true nature began to kick in at 10 years old when he used his god given strength to have his way with a slave for the first time. The rush of power and lust gave him greater happiness than anything his father ever idealized about. His mother finally caught him at 13 and from there had his tracks more carefully covered, living his daytime life peacefully.

By the time he was 16 the hiding of the bodies had become a family affair as his younger sister Hella, who was 14 at the time, showed the same desires. Kalle was found guilty of this as well (it has not shown up yet in his three youngest siblings, though he suspects they have it too). However the morning they were always a loving and happy family. Being royalty and being the descendent of Odin brought great happiness until his father was murdered.

His mother picked up the crown to avenge his father, and while the world expected him to take it, he supported her in taking it for all the sacrifice she had made for him. Knowing full well the dark world that his mother was in he now helps support her cause.


He stands at 6’6’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex, conquest

Hates (Three things): Defeat, being dominated, the gods who forsaken his mother.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the magic of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will, and is able to summon succubae and incubi from Zenita’s realm.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: As he’s currently not in combat, fine royal garments.



Name: Hella Odinsen

Age: 25

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Hella’s twisted desire comes though the enjoyment of manipulation. To her, there is nothing more enjoyable than twisting a man of purity into her own slave. She loves to taint the purest of hearts and minds and has a great ability to be manipulative. Hella is very cunning and as with her entire family, very family oriented. She is a daughter of Korzan and she has no problems using its name and god given power to her advantage.

Background: Being the second child she was also seen as blessing to the bloodline of Odin. Else was truly cured of her infertile state. While the greater population was thankful for the gods for this work, it was her and her eldest brother, Jóhann and in time, Kalle, her younger brother, who learned the truth. (it has not shown up yet in her three youngest siblings)

The three of them had…desires and wants that stemmed from something that was their innate nature. It was Jóhann and herself that embraced it and as she grew up she enjoyed seeing her mother ‘catch’ her in the act and have to murder the victims to keep the secret safe.

When her father died, she was in great emotional pain. But she grew even more proud of her mother when she took the crown, swearing to the Nordic people to avenge Korzan’s death. She supports her mother in her conquest of both Eternum and of the gods.


Without tats, stands at 5’8’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, hes mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex, manipulation

Hates (Three things): Being powerless, being dominated, the gods who forsaken her mother.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the blood of Zenita she has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as she wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will, and is able to summon succubae and incubi from Zenita’s realm.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: In royal garment currently.



Name: Kalle Odinsen

Age: 23

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Kalle is at odds with himself. Often filled with the ungodly sexual urge he often tries to distract himself with family responsibilities, helping the Nordic people, and avenging his father. Though sadly he has…slipped a few times and is aware of the consequences of his actions, why he never sees those he’s had his way with anymore when his mother, and elder siblings learn of what he’d done.

On a constant path of redemption Kalle is the most shut off from the family, trying to deny the power and nature that run in his blood. This has often left him feeling lonely, and while he tries to isolate himself, his family always embraces him fondly.

Background: Kalle is the middle son, and simply put, lived luxuriously. In his teens he learned of the dark secret of his family though his desires, actions and finally his mother revealing it to him. Living with this has caused him a great deal of guilt while under the loving wing and protection of his father. Knowing this passed through his blood he has spoken with Karla and Maxwell (his two younger siblings of age) of the truth…tentatively they have revealed they have it as well, but have done their best to hide it. Kalle has done his best to mentor both gain self-control and fight the desire.

When Korzan was murdered, he grew furious…but gained something to focus his desires. When his mother took the position of Jarl it made him very uncomfortable, but at the same time she was one of the people he trusted most and hesitantly follows her command.


He stands at 6’2’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, peace, self-control

Hates (Three things): His desires, himself, losing control

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the blood of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will. (Kalle is unable to summon demons to aid because of his uncertainty)

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Within the caste, he wears royal garments.



Name: Karla Odinsen

Age: 21

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Karla is a wallflower, this is greatly due to the feelings she has felt growing up as a young woman. To keep others safe she keeps herself locked away from most people spare her family. She is hopeful of a better future but often cries over her current life. She loves her family but is at the same time, afraid of them. She fears they are all monsters who should be put down.

Background: Karla is the fourth child, second daughter. Life was pleasurable as a child, never knowing of the skeletons in the closet until she started blooming. Her willpower saved her, but she often feared what she would do. It took Kalle’s intervention to let her know she was not crazy, it was hereditary. But it came with the truth that there was no real ‘cure’ for it, only to endure it and this fact has been very painful for her to bear.

When her father died and her mother took the crown she knew Else would be a strong female role model for the Nordic people to follow. However she is unaware of Else’s plans.


She stands at 5’5’’
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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Nordic people

Loves (Three things): Family, the future, redemption

Hates (Three things): the family secrets, death, her burdens

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the blood of Zenita she has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as she wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), unable to summon demons due to her uncertainty.

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Karla adorns herself much like her mother, very feminine and in well-crafted dresses and accessories.



Name: Maxwell Odinsen

Age: 16

Race: Nordic Demi-god/incubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Maxwell feels that his cursed and out of options. He and Karla have both been trying to prevent what happened to their older siblings happen to them, but the truth is that he’s already given in. Maxwell carries himself weakly, his sorrow quite visible. He has emotional outbursts and often runs away for seclusion and peace of mind.

He feels that he has to man up, and to do this he has come forward to Else, giving himself purpose in life. If he’s going to be ‘bad’ he will at least do it serving his family’s cause. He is grateful for his family’s love, regardless of how much of a freak he is.

Background: Maxwell is the fifth child and the youngest brother of the Odinsen bloodline. His life follows much the same as the rest: luxurious and happy childhood until the bitter truth came as he grew into young adult hood.

When his mother became Jarl he supported her and stands by her side, though he fights his nature.


He stands at 5’10’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Norse people, his mother

Loves (Three things): Family, sex (with guilt), freedom

Hates (Three things): his nature, his mother (for making him who he is love/hate), Namor empire.

Magical qualities:

With Korzan’s blood he has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

With the blood of Zenita he has the magical power of seduction that makes more willing to do as he wants (often overwhelms and crushes the will of mere mortals), able to summon black bat wings at will. (Maxwell is unable to summon demons to aid because of his uncertainty)

Korzan’s blood makes the seductive magic even stronger, it could possibly sway demigods.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Maxwell is wearing currently wearing royal garment.



Name: Nea Odinsen

Age: 5

Race: Nordic Demi-goddess/succubus

Godly Parents: Korzan

Demonic intervention: Zenita (through magic)

Human Parent: Else Odinsen

Personality: Nea is a happy-go-lucky girl who is always seen smiling and happy. She is very loving.

Background: She is the sixth child of the Odinsen bloodline and lives in blissful ignorance.


She stands 3’5’’

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Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Her mother

Loves (Three things): Happiness, family, fun

Hates (Three things): Scary things, being a ‘naughty girl’, when mother combs her hair

Magical Qualities:

With Korzan’s blood she has longer life, a resistance to disease and more tenacity against attacks.

Succubus powers are dormant.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She is dressed in small but fashionable dresses.

A special, story oriented, minion of the family.



Name: Zahneri

Age: Unkown

Race: Elder Succubus

Godly Parents: Zenita

Personality: Zahneri is a willing demonic servant to the Odinsen family. She often remains silent keeps her thoughts to herself unless asked. As with all succubae she pleasures in control and domination.

Background: She was conjured by Zenita for the soul purpose of aiding the Odinsen family. Elder is a state of power, not age.

Area: Southerner lands, Branjaskr

Faction: Odinsen family

Loves (Three things): Servitude, control, struggle

Hates (Three things): Failure, lack of control, disappointment of her masters


She stands at 6’0’’ has four permanent human sized bag wings, two large, black, horns that stick from the top of her head, and hooved feet with some black fur around them. She has mocha colored skin like that of the Afragian

http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr253/momohubo/BScott01_zpse8bc2ded.jpg

Magical Qualities:

Her wings grant her flight and has pointed, reflective, black, sharp tipped, nails that can cut up through thick leathers and thin metals.

She has the succubus power of seduction.

In a puff of black smoke she can teleport anywhere in Eternum and in the realm of Zenita.

Has an innate weakness to sun, fire, or light based magic.

Description of Weaponry and Armour: She is adorned in swirly armor made of magical, brown rock, that dances across her body very sensuously. They barely cover the essentials, and coil out to her wrists and hooved feet. Black silk capes down from her arms to the ground. It grants her sturdy protection from magic.

[Aureyon]

I'm extremely impatient right now. xD

I wish the IC was up already.

[Death of Korzan]

Tonight, I'm gonna get it up :)

[Azazeal849]

Tonight, I'm gonna get it up :)

Giggety.

[Death of Korzan]

God damn it Aza.

[Minkasha]

Tonight, I'm gonna get it up :)


Giggety.


God damn it Aza.

....lawl.


Also remember that my Villain people are PCs, so you can't just magically dispose of them everyone! You have to CO - Op with me. They are my PCs! :O

Can you defeat me!? ...and whatever else DoK has planned!?

[Aureyon]

This waiting is killing me. xD

[Minkasha]

This waiting is killing me. xD

Me too! :P

Happy Thanksgiving ya'll!

Also, no one commented on my tragically twisted family! :(

[Aureyon]

I honestly have not noticed/read them yet.

I've been so into the book. lol

[Azazeal849]

Also remember that my Villain people are PCs, so you can't just magically dispose of them everyone! You have to CO - Op with me. They are my PCs! :O

I doubt they'll be in too much danger (for now). I was just intrigued to see what the Southerners would be like. Not only does it seem that Korzan had some skeletons in his closet, but he was married to Cercei Lannister's demonic twin!


Can you defeat me!? ...and whatever else DoK has planned!?

Again, I'm intrigued to see what they end up doing - until the Namorian invasion lands (if that is intended for this volume of the story and not the next) they're pretty much isolated from events on the northern continent.

Still, they can launch spoiling attacks against the Namorian fleet, consolidate their power among the Southern lords (you just know some greedy bastard will have made a power play following Korzan's death), plan their defences, gather godly/immortal/demonic allies...

And, of course, you can follow the story of Korzan's Avengers (who are in the north)! Even if one of the Odinsons isn't leading them, you could NPC one of the Avengers.

[Aureyon]

Hmmm, I am seriously thinking about creating a Southerner... I just don't know yet. xD

[Death of Korzan]

Guys the way I am going to do this is the post in the starting post for the places that need a post to get them going such as the South, Altius and the Quest party.

Azazeal has shown me his first post for approval and those with him I'd rather you go by that (it's pretty fecking fantastic) and those in Combrogia, it is midnight (Isabella would be asleep as she was left and I will bring her into story later in a gm post (not too far off so don't worry) and with the unnamed character I'd prefer if you PM'd me Mink so we could work on a co-post with Apollo, as there's not much I can write about it alone :)

[Death of Korzan]

Well what do we have here... (http://role-player.net/forum/showthread.php?t=52010&p=1754672#post1754672)

[CrumpetCannon]

"You can stay here until the Admiral returns."

I wonder if they're talking about me...

Working on a post.

[The Bartender]

Auuuuu au au auuuuu!

Edit: it seems that lycanthropy and shadow infection don't fit together too well O_o

[Azazeal849]

Edit: it seems that lycanthropy and shadow infection don't fit together too well O_o

Indeed.

Posted since it was pre-made, but more will have to wait until I'm next free (maybe this weekend...)

[Death of Korzan]

Hopefully it answered some questions (The first post) :)

[Aureyon]

So, Syf would be "West of Dun Moriga" with the legion?

If that's where Achilles and the Greeks are. xD

[CrumpetCannon]

A new fighter/faction has entered the fray

http://25.media.tumblr.com/dac7880ef8f3ab33b6b961396a88b595/tumblr_mipr6i66hL1qkz8azo1_r1_500.gif

[Death of Korzan]

Great first post!

Not only a new faction, but you guys are gonna be dealing with say, 2 more enemy factions, the ones in the South, and another group...

[Minkasha]

I doubt they'll be in too much danger (for now). I was just intrigued to see what the Southerners would be like. Not only does it seem that Korzan had some skeletons in his closet, but he was married to Cercei Lannister's demonic twin!

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL




Again, I'm intrigued to see what they end up doing - until the Namorian invasion lands (if that is intended for this volume of the story and not the next) they're pretty much isolated from events on the northern continent.

Still, they can launch spoiling attacks against the Namorian fleet, consolidate their power among the Southern lords (you just know some greedy bastard will have made a power play following Korzan's death), plan their defences, gather godly/immortal/demonic allies...

And, of course, you can follow the story of Korzan's Avengers (who are in the north)! Even if one of the Odinsons isn't leading them, you could NPC one of the Avengers.

The south really seems under-powered to the north...I have no idea yet how I'm going to...get on equal footing.

[Epostle]

What intrigues me is even though Korzan is dead, that the Odinsen's have no idea about Gabrielle. I would have figured Odin would had warned them about Gabrielle... or maybe they already do.

[Death of Korzan]

Well Odin's not about to help or tell those who consort/make deals with the 12 demon lords of Tartarus.

Plus, Gabriel has many destinies, not all of them nice.

[Azazeal849]

The south really seems under-powered to the north...I have no idea yet how I'm going to...get on equal footing.

They have the Southern climate and terrain as well as the loooong Namorian supply lines going for them; massive force multipliers. As for Namor's Earthborn allies, I believe that the Southern storyline was going to include a quest to get Odin's aid in neutralising their air support.

Some of the immortals might end up siding with the South too - I was originally expecting admiral Clemente to be based in the south to ruin admiral Cossinius' day (although I have no idea what the British faction's agenda is).


What intrigues me is even though Korzan is dead, that the Odinsen's have no idea about Gabrielle. I would have figured Odin would had warned them about Gabrielle... or maybe they already do.

Why would they have been warned? Gabriel is just one of many demigods currently active across Eternum. Moreover he wasn't even on the planet until very recently and doesn't have any stated agenda against the South.


Clemente was happy to see such contrast aboard the vessels under his command, it made the whole fleet look a great deal more diverse, why, in his day, he'd have been dismissed for bringing a black crew member aboard.

FALSE! There were black sailors serving in the Royal Navy since at least the mid 1700s, and even a black captain (John Perkins, of Afro-Carribean descent) as early as 1778. Racism was definitely still an ugly reality at the time, but they were there.

[Minkasha]

What intrigues me is even though Korzan is dead, that the Odinsen's have no idea about Gabrielle. I would have figured Odin would had warned them about Gabrielle... or maybe they already do.

He hasn't done anything to draw attention to the South. In that same theory, you'd think Gabrielle would know of his nieces and nephews.

Wait...you're not a Odin's kid are you? You're one of his grand kids too...? (If so, that'd make the Odinsen kids your estranged, alien, cousins)


Well Odin's not about to help or tell those who consort/make deals with the 12 demon lords of Tartarus.

Plus, Gabriel has many destinies, not all of them nice.

Awww, be nice DoK! Can't Grandpa Odin still love his grand kids? They didn't chose to be as they are! I mean, they are Odin's favorite kid's kids!

*EDIT* HOLY SH*T! I JUST REALIZED A POSSIBLE PLOT!!! Gabriel and Else BOTH HATE GODS/ODIN. Gabriel feels betrayed and Else feels forsaken by them! Oh my Goddess, they could ACTUALLY work together and it make sense.

And how vague and mysterious of you to say DoK, you are like the Oracle of Delphi!


They have the Southern climate and terrain as well as the loooong Namorian supply lines going for them; massive force multipliers. As for Namor's Earthborn allies, I believe that the Southern storyline was going to include a quest to get Odin's aid in neutralising their air support.

I actually already knew of the climate thing and was planning on using it Russian style against you guys :P

But what do you mean long Namorian supply lines? You mean the fact it takes a long time for the Imperium to replenish resources?

Also if DoK said was true, Odin's pretty much forsaken them, as Else already knew.


Some of the immortals might end up siding with the South too - I was originally expecting admiral Clemente to be based in the south to ruin admiral Cossinius' day (although I have no idea what the British faction's agenda is).


I would be surprised if they did. I mean, it's surprising that so many people sided with the conquering Imperium, but once word comes out of Decius Marcius' family murder...they'll look like a bunch of a baby killers *which I have a plot idea to address this actually, but that's for later ;p*




Why would they have been warned? Gabriel is just one of many demigods currently active across Eternum. Moreover he wasn't even on the planet until very recently and doesn't have any stated agenda against the South.

YEAH, GABRIEL IS NOT SPECIAL! BOOOOOOOOM!

<3




FALSE! There were black sailors serving in the Royal Navy since at least the mid 1700s, and even a black captain (John Perkins, of Afro-Carribean descent) as early as 1778. Racism was definitely still an ugly reality at the time, but they were there.

Ooooo, you just got history served! Quick! Fix your post!!!!

[Azazeal849]

*EDIT* HOLY SH*T! I JUST REALIZED A POSSIBLE PLOT!!! Gabriel and Else BOTH HATE GODS/ODIN. Gabriel feels betrayed and Else feels forsaken by them! Oh my Goddess, they could ACTUALLY work together and it make sense.

I actually quite forgot that Gabriel was also a son of Odin... But yeah, I can definitely see Else's pet demon telling her "You have another half-brother you know, and one who hates Odin just as much as you do." Maybe they could dispatch Korzan's Avengers to find him (what are those guys doing right now, anyway?)


I actually already knew of the climate thing and was planning on using it Russian style against you guys :P

But what do you mean long Namorian supply lines? You mean the fact it takes a long time for the Imperium to replenish resources?

I meant that being 3 weeks away by sea is going to make it problematic for the Namorians to send their legions fresh supplies. As such you can also predict their strategy to a certain extent (they'll want to secure a food source, eg a city, on the Southern continent ASAP after landing).


I would be surprised if they did. I mean, it's surprising that so many people sided with the conquering Imperium, but once word comes out of Decius Marcius' family murder...they'll look like a bunch of a baby killers *which I have a plot idea to address this actually, but that's for later ;P

The immortals seem to be driven by some bigger objective. Septim, who fought the demons before, has a motive for teaming up with the imperium against them, though whether the Greeks are following the same logic remains to be seen. The Egyptians are rebuilding their empire, and I couldn't even guess what the Brits are up to.


Ooooo, you just got history served! Quick! Fix your post!!!!

LOL I wasn't trying to criticise - the sentence just happened to jog a memory that made me think "Wait a moment, I've read about this..."

[Aureyon]

So... Where should I put Syf? Ech Zilidar, or with the Legion? xD

I really want her to fight something though. Probably have her attack some Romans. XD

[Epostle]

To be fair, indeed Gabrielle is not the main plot of the story, and I did not mean to make it sound that way. I'm just saying that Gabrielle will do anything to get back at not only Odin, but also Destruction. Gabrielle hasn't really "teamed" with the demon lords because Gabrielle hates what demons did to his home, just the same as Odin.

Gabrielle has seen a taint in all of the Gods and Demon Lords. And the only reason why I stated the fact they didn't know him is because Odin hates Gabrielle, which also makes me wonder why Mars sent Salvius to find Gabrielle...

- - - Updated - - -

Korzan you sneaky little thing you :>

[CrumpetCannon]

Oh bollocks, I was hoping I wouldn't make a historical error until at least my fifth post.

Quick! Change it so it says the sailor is Native American or something...

[Death of Korzan]

The agenda of the Brits will be known soon enough, I just have to speak to Crumpet about it. When TB and Epostle have posted I'll get another post up straight away :)

[Aureyon]

Is it cool If I skip the first round of posting? I seriously cannot think of anything whatsoever to put down?

[Death of Korzan]

yeah that's fine, why don't you work on something with Azazeal for the next round? :)

[The Bartender]

working on a post (slowly...) it has been a while I RP'd last time (too... much... MOBA's and MMORPG's....)

[Death of Korzan]

That's cool don't worry about it! :)

[Aureyon]

Well, that is definitely an option. I mean; If he is willing to do that.

I'm not sure how to go about Syfs introduction, honestly. lol

[Lukasade]

Korzan you still owe me £10 you fat bastard, and hospital bills for that concussion you gave me today you daft mongroid.

[Death of Korzan]

Korzan you still owe me £10 you fat bastard, and hospital bills for that concussion you gave me today you daft mongroid.
Lel

[CrumpetCannon]

Korzan you still owe me £10 you fat bastard, and hospital bills for that concussion you gave me today you daft mongroid.


Lel

Guys, can we not...

[Death of Korzan]

Sorry about that guys, Lukasade's a school friend who has literally no interest in joining the game so I dunno why he's coming up in this grill.

[Azazeal849]

Maybe he's wondering why you haven't resurrected your Hunger Games RP yet. ;)

[Death of Korzan]

Maybe he's wondering why you haven't resurrected your Hunger Games RP yet. ;)

Jeez I need to get round to that don't I xD!

[Aureyon]

Hmm, I might be down for that one. lol

[Minkasha]

Syf, should have randomly appeared in the snowy lands of the Free South and meet the Southerners! Everyone else is team north!


Or, she could stumble around Gabriel and the others?

I'd suggest avoiding Decius' group because he's already flooded with divine things X_X

Worst case, roll a die for each faction and then randomly appear near there and start your story!

[Aureyon]

Ya know, that sounds kinda fun.

Maybe I shall just start in the south. xD

She'll work her way north depending on how it goes down there.

[Minkasha]

Well, Co-op post with me if you'll be meeting up with the Odinsens! Unless you're going to be in the middle of nowhere for a while...?

You would just post the Co-op in your post for this round of posting before DoK posts again :P

[Aureyon]

I can have her appear just outside of Branjaskr? I don't know, I sent you a PM about it though.

[Azazeal849]

A great idea! She can help the South plan their defences and stuff. We just need a reason for why she's not with the other Greeks (disenfranchised? Could fit, as it seems to be a running theme for the rebellious South!).

Mink, I will try and bash out the rest of our co-post with you on Monday, quite busy until then.

[Aureyon]

Well, she won't exactly remember she is a Greek. She has no recollection of anything from the time before she was taken and imprisoned in the Underworld by Hades. The only thing that she will remember is her name. She knows absolutely nothing else. XD

[Minkasha]

Mink, I will try and bash out the rest of our co-post with you on Monday, quite busy until then.

Awww man! *Waits impatiently* :P


Well, she won't exactly remember she is a Greek. She has no recollection of anything from the time before she was taken and imprisoned in the Underworld by Hades. The only thing that she will remember is her name. She knows absolutely nothing else. XD

And I'm curious to see what happens!

[Aureyon]

I feel like what I sent was terrible. But, I really didn't know what to say or do for her. XD

So, I promise it will get better as we go Mink. Lol.

[Minkasha]

I feel like what I sent was terrible. But, I really didn't know what to say or do for her. XD

So, I promise it will get better as we go Mink. Lol.

I don't think you were suppose to know what to say or do. That's the point, you were randomly freed from the underworld in the middle of the f-ing tundra X_X

And it's all about how the story and character evolve! So let's see where this goes :O

[Aureyon]

Yeah...

She is already nit-picking the walls of Branjaskr. XD

[Death of Korzan]

Just to remind you all, the South are also at War within their borders. ;)

[Aureyon]

Syf will have Branjaskr ready for an assault ;)

[Azazeal849]

Not that it's going to crop up for a little while, but could I have a bit of info on the geography of the Southern continent? Particularly the northern coastline and any river mouths, bays and cities around it?

[Aureyon]

Yeah, I'd like some info on Branjaskr. xD

Architectural/Structural information.

[Minkasha]

Not that it's going to crop up for a little while, but could I have a bit of info on the geography of the Southern continent? Particularly the northern coastline and any river mouths, bays and cities around it?

Umm, beyond the Village I've put near the Pass of Neptune...I have no clue...I don't know if that's for me to make up or DoK...


Yeah, I'd like some info on Branjaskr. xD

Architectural/Structural information.

Sure sure! It's Scandinavian in nature!

So let me tell you what I'm seeing. First off, it's covered in snow, but that was obvious :P

For the castle itself I imagine it like like so. (http://0.tqn.com/d/goscandinavia/1/0/V/-/-/-/fredercastlegarden.jpg) I also have a stone wall around the castle itself.

For the village I imagine the buildings like this (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mp5DQLK5_RA/UjbmjbjsRZI/AAAAAAAC7_c/zbLFDoa4UgA/s1600/Garenin_Black_House_Village_Isle_of_Lewis_Outer_He brides_Scotland.jpg) (without the garden and water, more snow X_X). These buildings surround the castle on all sides (each filled with multiple families), there are also shorter marked buildings for services and such. And there is another stone wall surrounding it too. Guards stand both to guard and protect, equipped with bows and axes. The size of the village itself I'd say is

Any other questions?

[Aureyon]

What are the walls made of? Just your average stone or some other combination of stone and some other element? XD

This will be fun to redesign and help upgrade the south :D

[Minkasha]

What are the walls made of? Just your average stone or some other combination of stone and some other element? XD

This will be fun to redesign and help upgrade the south :D

Unless DoK, says otherwise...just stone.

[Aureyon]

Alright, time to get on to researching :D\

I've left it colored, as to make it easier to read. I found it easier to read that way.

[Minkasha]

Alright, time to get on to researching :D\

I've left it colored, as to make it easier to read. I found it easier to read that way.

Alright! Though I missed a line '“Thank you mother” he smiled as she walked away. Eyes went back to Syf “We will be tending to you now” he informed her, her grasp on the world seemed…bewildered.' I forgot to golden that...if you could :P

I also LOVE this story because the possibilities with all the character interaction is huge. With some I can see them either kill each other or the extreme of helping each other. You really can't tell what's going to happen.

[La Volpe]

Well that was a beautiful way to see my beloved werebeast reenter the story. I couldn't help but laugh more then a little after he took the first bite... Bravo DoK, I'm contemplating my own southerner, question though. Is Baldur fair game to use as a parent? If not I can still make my idea work just as easily, it'd just add a little more bad ass into this one if he is.

And I have another side question to pm you DoK. So right oh! Off I go!

[Death of Korzan]

I'll give you info on the southern continent tomorrow, just got back from Avenged Sevenfold at Wembley in London. SUCH A GOOD GIG OMG. FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH SUPPORTING? What's not to love ;D

[Minasm]

DoK, I apologize for the wait--I owed you these like six days ago. At last however, I submit two exceptionally twisted personas for your viewing pleasure. I tried to keep the time frame in their back story correct, but I am still getting all the lore memorized. Please let me know if there is anything out of place

Name: Vardren Hezdial

Age: 33

Race: Vampire

Appearance: http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2011/043/4/b/plague_doctor_by_niconoff-d39d6n7.jpg

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Vardren Hezdial, although not quite insane, is both extremely obsessive and very fickle in his interests. Besides diseases and plagues, little else interests him; the chaos of his daily proceedings is often enough to satiate whatever urge he feels. When Vardren wants to get something done, he either does it himself or forces his younger sister to do it for him. Willing to kill, maim, and torture anyone who impedes him, Vardren has never been known for his compassion--especially since he became a vampire. Without a doubt, the only thing you can expect from Vardren is an unwavering disdain for everyone and everything considered 'pristine'.

A self-proclaimed physician, he scours Eternum for afflictions and poisons to contain and collect, as is his personal hobby. Vardren especially takes great delight in capturing 'subjects' to forcibly apply whatever fancy poison or disease he has been able to isolate. Although his subjects almost never partake in his experiments willingly, it would be unfair to say that Vardren does not consider everyone equal for the prestigious position of infection host--he tests a single substance on at least seven different subjects of various races and statures to make sure the results he records are accurate: without very many other redeeming qualities, his non-discriminatory nature is something he prides himself on. Whether or not that is a good or bad thing for his prey, Vardren couldn't care less. In the end, spreading corruption and disease is his purpose--a purpose that no one can dissuade him from fulfilling.

Background: Vardren's life has been exceptionally unfortunate, which is speculated to be the root of his manic obsessions. As a young boy, his Namorian family was all but forced to flee the empire after several charges of corruption and murder were levied against Vardren's father--Tobias Hezdial. Because of their relative wealth prior to traveling to Dun Moriga, the family managed to erect a fairly large mountain estate in a somewhat secluded part of the mountains. As a young boy, Vardren hardly understood the gravity of the move, and so thought little of it, although it meant he had to leave behind his friends and neighbors.

This changed when he grew into adolescence. With only his younger sister as a friend, Vardren had little else to do but study the world through his father's tomes and letters. Without his mother, whom had died when he was ten years old, the young man lived in a constant shadow of his father, who grew ever more irritable as the days in solitude passed. As an outlet, the late Tobias Hezdial would drown his wits in alcohol and proceed to spend his nights stamping around the half-empty house with his sword--a token from his service days--which he would use to threaten the lives of his two children, who were naught more than leeches in his mind by the end of his sad and lonely life. In fact, neither of them would've survived their life up there had it not been for what Vardren would one day consider a blessing in disguise. During this period of his youth, the first of the official attacks on the South commenced and for the next fifteen years the war would continue to rage. As such, recruiting officers were not rare amongst the provinces.

Perhaps his father finally realized that over fifteen years of isolation, he was going insane. Perhaps he was simply drunk, and decided to make a half-hearted decision to rejoin the Imperium's forces. Either way, Vardren woke up one day to find his father gone, and a hazy silhouette riding out his front driveway. Tobias had left his kids with a note stained with droplets of Dwarven stout and, presumably, tears. It had read, "Gone to war, good luck." Vardren's younger sister, Cassandra, could hardly cope with herself, and soon became a nervous wreck. Vardren, seeing her anguish, took it upon himself to make sure the two of them survived no matter what. Soon, out of necessity, he became good at hunting in the surrounding forests. The two children lived almost like savages; their subsistence hunting and poor living conditions only deteriorated every year.

Eventually, Vardren found his way to Ech Zilidar, where he competed in the arena. Years of living in the wilds had made him agile and proficient with an array of weapons. Unfortunately, game in the mountains had declined, and both he and his sister needed a source of sustenance. Not wanting to watch her starve, the boy fought to the brink of death as often as possible, if only to scrap together enough coin for a couple loaves of bread. For a while, he was held in high repute as a fighter, until he stepped into the ring with an Afragian expat known only as the serpent. Vardren did not heed the warnings of his sister, or the crowd, and charged the mysterious warrior head on. As if it were rehearsed, the man outplayed his every move, slicing small notches all over Vardren's skin. drained of blood and stamina alike, the boy was hapless as his attacker lifted him off the ground with one hand. Sputtering for life, Vardren scanned the crowd for anyone who could help him, but even his sister was unable to come to his aid.

The attacker, seeing his persistence, dumped a vile of neon liquid atop Vardren's face, scalding him and causing grotesque and permanent burns that he would carry for the rest of his life. Vardren was spared in the ring, but as he was unable to hunt after that, both he and his sister lived near-starvation, unable even to beg in Ech Zilidar's streets for fear of persecution. Two more years passed before the legendary assassination of Korzan occurred. The children, who had long since lost faith in their gods, were not much more than rats living beneath the floorboards of their home when Odin's magical anomaly began to affect them. Vardren remembers how it felt to wake up, empowered and healthy for the first time in years. The vampire virus had rooted itself within him and his sister, and with an insatiable urge to drink, Vardren scoured the forests for life before settling on the fallen carcass of a deer. Both he and his sister drank the crimson blood with ease as they had been forced to do many a winter just to stay warm.

From that point Vardren realized that he had been given a second chance. The plague he carried was a weapon; a weapon that he would use to spurn all mortal men and all gods regardless of their allegiance. No one had helped either he or his sister--certainly not the Imperium--and he would carry that grudge against the world into his newest profession. Wearing a beaked mask to cover his scarred and horrid face, Vardren emerged from his isolated estate as a new man: a man obsessed with the power of disease and blight. From that point, Vardren began to study not only disease, but it's patron demon: Beelzebub. Fascinated by the idea of a lord of plague, Vardren proclaimed the demon as his new god. In his honor, Vardren would bring blight and suffering to all he crossed. Man, woman, or child, no one would be saved.

Area: Presently in a dwarvern prison on the outskirts of Ech Zilidar.

Faction: Independent/ Follower of Beelzebub

Loves (Three things): Sickness, Chaos, Vengeance

Hates (Three things): The Imperium, Arrogance in others, Purity

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Vardren wears a long cloak, embedded with boiled leather and scraps of chain mail he has collected over the years. Because of it's many layers, it is both durable and practical for mountain life. His cloak is also covered with leather belts, each containing a myriad of jars and vials, where he keeps the poisons, parasites, and rot that he collects during his travels. Additionally, he wears standard mountain boots and pants, along with his famed mask.

As both a weapon and medical tool, Vardren carries the plague-sword Var'Zhal (http://http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/010/3/e/darkness_demon_sword_by_joeman454-d36wra0.png)--a short sword he enchanted himself after extensively studying every demonic ritual his father's books spoke of. The blade's only real magical property is a very basic effect: The wounds inflicted by the sword close three times slower than they would regularly. A cut to the forefinger, which might usually take ten minutes to stem the bleeding of, would take thirty and so on. Vardren takes great joy in watching his prey bleed continuously from a wound they wouldn't otherwise suspect dangerous, but mainly because of their terrified reactions. The sword is made of durable steel, but because he carries no other weapon, Vardren often poisons the blade--especially during experiments, as this is the only method of transfer he enjoys--to not only inflict a serious bleeding effect, but also to give any fleeing foe a potentially deadly parting gift.

***

Name: Cassandra Hezdial

Age: 29

Race: Vampire

Appearance: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090821161507/soulcalibur/de/images/8/8a/Tira_%28SC_Broken_Destiny%29.jpg

Godly Parents: N/A

Personality: Madness. Sheer madness is all that Cassandra knows. One moment, she'll laugh and dance about, but the next she will be as forlorn as any murderer, and twice as cruel. A million desires tug her mind in all directions, and only the lucky few are ever spared her violent outbursts. More confused than anything else, Cassandra uses her brother, Vardren as an anchor to tie her conscious to: wherever he goes, she goes, and whatever he does, then so must she. She wasn't always so befuddled, but instead was a lively and joyous young girl--even during times of great suffering. To her, happiness and optimism were tools to delude oneself about the real state of things, but even happiness had it's limits.

When the vampire virus took to her body, the magical radiation had other effects on her mind. After tending to a wounded brother in a lonesome house, Cassandra had already begun to develop a serious case of split-personality disorder to fill the social void that being alone had created. Years of struggling and fighting, both in the woods and on the streets of Ech Zilidar, created the first and most prominent of the two personalities: Cassandra the huntress. Cold and calculating, when in this mode Cassandra only focuses on her objectives, regardless of who she might be hurting. Blood and pain excite her more demented half, and she willingly embraces her vampirism to spread fear and chaos wherever her brother might wish it.

Alternatively, Cassandra unknowingly held onto another, far more docile part of her being. After years of tending to her brother's wounds and to their living quarters, she had hardly any time to be a child: their father left when she was still a young age. When in this aspect of her personality, the simplest of life's beauties enthrall her, and she is prone to hysterical fits of laughter and glee--much to her brother's distaste. Although she is far less aggressive, this part of her is just as manic as the other, and her insanity is still all too present. All the same, this is the person Cassandra wishes she could be most, but rough circumstances and an undying devotion to her brother's vengeful ideals force her to often abandon this alter-ego.

Background: Growing up in the mountains of Dun Moriga was no easy feat for Cassandra. She had but a single ally: her brother. Like a frightened animal, Cassandra would wander from one imposing hall to the other, often getting lost in her own home. The shadows and apparitions she always seemed to glimpse at night would keep her awake for days; her parents continuous struggles to make ends meet, and her own lack of a social outlet only made these night terrors worse.

Even from a young age, Cassandra knew she was craven: the stories of valiant warriors, war, and sacrifice only seemed to scare her more than they did inspire her. Swords and shields only represented a violent and malicious world that she was glad her family left behind. At least, she thought they had. When her mother died, Cassandra wept incessantly for days on end: The only other woman in the house, Cassandra's mother would always be the one to comfort her when her father or brother grew violent. She was the only one Cassandra could cling to without fear of backlash--the only one she could ever truly love. She was gone though, and Cassandra had to choose between the constantly-battling family members that remained. Her mother's death drove her father to drinking, which made him an enemy to the children. As she matured into a young woman, her former perception of monsters and demons began to take a physical form in the brute of a father she had to deal with. This was when she first began to hear the other voice. A twisted voice of a young woman, but cloudy with an almost hoarse undertone. It would be there in her sleep, and during the times when she was most alone. Like a whisper in her ear, this aggressive voice began to tell her to do dark and unforgivable things.

Murder. It was always there in the back of her mind when she was most vulnerable. One day the maddening cries of the voice began to cloud her better judgement, forcing her from her bed and into her father's solar. There, near an old oak desk sat the letter and bottle that would spell out her missing prey's fate. From the window, she could see him leaving, and without realizing it, her brother arrived besides her. Cassandra saw his internal grief, and reciprocated it with her own. The two cried for a time, but suddenly and without warning, her brother lurched from his seat and dashed off to his room.
Their father, a man whom she detested for constantly hurting her brother, had done the unthinkable and abandoned them to die.

Wracked with an anger so great she could hardly bear it, Cassandra dashed off after him, running in her sleeping gown with a knife she hadn't realized she owned in one hand. A girl of twelve, she hardly knew how to hold a blade let alone kill someone with it. Luckily, she didn't have to: her father's horse was far faster than she remembered it being and, before long, she couldn't even make it out through the thick morning fog.

For the years that followed, she stayed alongside her brother through thick and thin. When he needed a nurse, she could be one. When he needed a hunter, she could be that too. The sole family she had left, Vardren had to survive no matter what. She would give her own life for him if necessary--would even do it gladly if it meant an end to the maddening whispers in her head. During their time in Ech Zilidemr, she stood proud of the warrior her brother had become. Foolishly, she thought him unbeatable: when the fateful day came and he was tossed to the floor writhing in pain, she was unable help him. Restrained by dwarven onlookers and guards, Cassandra haplessly watched as they carted her dying brother away.

When she found his body left alongside the dump, she did her best to revive him, but found herself shaking in grief. With all her willpower, she dragged him out the city on her own bare back and into the mountain haze. Onlookers shook their heads in pity, and the guards did naught but watch her struggle. It was both maddening and humiliating, but she carried on for days until she managed to crawl through her family estate's gate, feet bleeding from days of walking, and back nearly broken from the heavy lifting she had to endure.

The curse came soon after--an infection, her brother called it. Vardren saw it as a chance of redemption and vengeance upon everyone and everything in his path. He grew obsessed with every and all afflictions, seeking out as many rare diseases as possible before forcing them on others. It was wrong to her, yet another part of her felt so right. The whispers became louder and louder until she realized that they were not just dark imaginings: they were as much as part of her as the skin she wore. Embracing the darkness, Cassandra's power elevated to new heights. Never again would she have to worry: as long as she stood in the way, no one would be able to kill her brother. The madness became her shield, and the darkness her sword. Those that harmed her brother would pay in full--Vardren saw to that--she had only one job: to keep him alive.

Like her brother, she abandoned the gods of her father; they clearly had no love for the Hezdial children. Whereas her brother worshiped the lord of diseases and plagues, she gave herself to Hothian's doctrine of madness, even going to far as to fantasize meeting the demon in person. She too read whatever stories and texts she could get a hold on, but the warnings of inescapable madness and despair only furthered her love for the chaos that swam inside of her mind.

Area: Forests of Dun Moriga

Faction: Independent/ Follower of Hothian

Loves: Vardren, Chaos, Change

Hates: Order, Civilization, Loneliness

Description of Weaponry and Armour: Cassandra wears a light, but durable leather cuirass, underneath a crimson red top that she found in her mother's old room. Leather combat boots and gloves are also common supplements to her apparel, as her lifestyle often requires that she work within the secluded woods of Dun Moriga. Her only weapon is a large ring-blade (http://www.cosplayisland.co.uk/files/costumes/678/34156/tira%20ring1.jpg) that she fashioned herself from an old dwarven store-sign. The steel ring had been a symbol of craftsmanship, but after the village suffered a series of violent outbreaks, and the remaining villagers fled, Cassandra stole the old ornament and fashioned its outer edge into a sharp blade to be used in combat. It's not magical, but after a year or so of practice, she is adept at twirling and spinning the blade at a lethal speed, and has no trouble using it as either a close combat weapon, or a throwing weapon depending on the situation.

[Epostle]

Ooooooo... Minasm, your character may know of Gabrielle's father, since Gabrielle's father defeated Beelzebub so he could create the Lotus Empire in the Garden of Eden.

Nice Toons!!!

[Minasm]

That could be a really fun dynamic, should DoK see no issue in my characters. It all depends on what level of connection I am able to have my characters interact with the demons, which would be entirely up to the GM of course, but thanks for the compliments :P

[Death of Korzan]

Huh? Beelzebub was never present on Eden...it was minor demons and Destruction at the first fall of the Lotus Empire, then Set in the second fall when he attacked with the Dark Elves from what is now known as Antarctica.

Plus, son of Odin or not,t here is no way he'd be powerful enough to defeat a Demon Lord like Beelzebub. Zenita, Hothian or Set maybe...

Also, characters are accepted, I have the perfect plot for you guys as well and it'll tie in with a lot of stuff. That is, if you don't mind being shipped off to the Southern Wastes...

[Minkasha]

So...we have a hermaphroditic nymph, a British Admiral (with a subordinate), a plethora of alien planet Roman soldiers, demi gods, Half god/demon blood demi gods, a succubus, a scorned mother, a blessed holy warrior, a roman spy, a were-wolf, some people from an advanced Earth, an elf, a magical slave, a demi god made from thought alone, and two vampires as our CS cast list...am I missing anything?

[Aureyon]

I'm considering making another character, but I don't really want to incorporate him at the moment. Is that ok?

[Azazeal849]

So...we have a hermaphroditic nymph, a British Admiral (with a subordinate), a plethora of alien planet Roman soldiers, demi gods, Half god/demon blood demi gods, a succubus, a scorned mother, a blessed holy warrior, a roman spy, a were-wolf, some people from an advanced Earth, an elf, a magical slave, a demi god made from thought alone, and two vampires as our CS cast list...am I missing anything?

A partridge in a pear tree.

I wonder if those two vampires were the ones who turned all the Vikings in the first book. They'd certainly high-tail it off to the frozen south when they found out that Beowulf could still dominate the new vampires rather than themselves...

Co-post part 1 is nearly finished, just a few more bits to add!

[Minkasha]

A partridge in a pear tree.

I wonder if those two vampires were the ones who turned all the Vikings in the first book. They'd certainly high-tail it off to the frozen south when they found out that Beowulf could still dominate the new vampires rather than themselves...

Co-post part 1 is nearly finished, just a few more bits to add!

:P

I don't remember the first book having any mention of vampires...?

And this Co-post is going to be dramatic!

[Azazeal849]

They were never mentioned by name, but after the quest group fled into Dun Moriga, there was a bit where the Vikings still chasing them got attacked by...something. And the same Vikings then turned up in the final battle of the book (the "pale men" who ambushed the allied army in Combrogia and could only be killed by piercing their hearts).

Interestingly, said vampires remained loyal to their original leader Beowulf rather than being dominated by Attaxia (the vampire goddess), which according to Kurosavi "tells us something about Beowulf's power".

Co-post should be in your inbox now. If you're cool with it I'll go ahead and post the first half, and we can get working on the second half!

[Death of Korzan]

Once the co-post is up I'll let you guys all tell me to post.

Also for warning of those that are in the South, you're gonna get a particular friend come down to see you all.

His name starts with C ;D

[Aureyon]

DoK;

I sent you a pm regarding an Idea that I had. :)

[The Bartender]

gonna finish my post tomorrow after i come from work (lots of thinking what to do but not enough time to write it all...)

[Minasm]

DoK why don you send me a pm with what you have in mind. I'm not opposed to going south, but I would prefer to know what lovely jobs my pure and virtuous characters are being assigned :p

Also- I'm not seeing anything about Beowulf in the summary: could someone fill me in a little? I won't have much time to research it today, is all.

[Azazeal849]

He's the leader of the Vikings (resurrected barbarians of various stripes) currently trying to take over Combrogia. He defeated the Combrogi and the Namorian garrison, killed the Combrogi governor, and even took down a dragon. The Druada (forest spirits) are currently fighting to push him out of Combrogia.

[Minkasha]

They were never mentioned by name, but after the quest group fled into Dun Moriga, there was a bit where the Vikings still chasing them got attacked by...something. And the same Vikings then turned up in the final battle of the book (the "pale men" who ambushed the allied army in Combrogia and could only be killed by piercing their hearts).

Interestingly, said vampires remained loyal to their original leader Beowulf rather than being dominated by Attaxia (the vampire goddess), which according to Kurosavi "tells us something about Beowulf's power".

Co-post should be in your inbox now. If you're cool with it I'll go ahead and post the first half, and we can get working on the second half!

Messaged you back! And that detail was so subtle I don't even remember it, oops!


He's the leader of the Vikings (resurrected barbarians of various stripes) currently trying to take over Combrogia. He defeated the Combrogi and the Namorian garrison, killed the Combrogi governor, and even took down a dragon. The Druada (forest spirits) are currently fighting to push him out of Combrogia.

I actually don't know Beowulf's relationship with Korzan and his nation.

[Aureyon]

I actually don't know Beowulf's relationship with Korzan and his nation.

I would imagine that it isn't very friendly. I mean based on his attitude from the first book, and his overall personality, it seems there would be a power struggle between the Odinsens and Beowulf. XD

[Epostle]

Wait a minute... I'm getting mixed up. For some reason or other I got mixed up with Braiga some how. Man, I'm losing my mind, sorry DOK

[Death of Korzan]

It's cool man :)

If you and TB get your posts up I will thne write the next GM post to further us along :)

[Epostle]

Kk, it may be a while cause finals are next week for me. :>

[The Bartender]

short post, i was never really good to make fluffy posts ^^

[Minkasha]

short post, i was never really good to make fluffy posts ^^

That's so creepy...Ann can watch them... 'do it'

[Death of Korzan]

Okay well I'll GM post then only for a few things :)

[Aureyon]

Name: Cuinn (pronounced Quinn)
Age: Appears to be in his late teenage years, roughly 18 or 19.
Race: Unknown
Godly Parents (If any, if not insert N/A): Eternum (By Belief)*
Personality: Loyalty and Faith are the two traits that are the most often exhibited by Cuinn. His belief and service to the God Eternum is his first priority over any other objective, though if the objective furthers his service to her, he will gladly complete the objective. As a servant of the earth, he believes that balance is key to the survival of all life, and he will maintain that balance at any cost; Whether it be taking a life or giving his in sacrifice. His love for the Earth is what keeps him fighting to make it a better place for life to flourish and the scale of balance to right themselves again. He does not believe that tyranny and oppression are ways to live, and struggles to rid the world of all oppressors. He has a firm belief that war is the cause of all evils and will fight to his last breath to ensure that war is ended for the life of Eternum.

Background: His origins are a mystery to all but the Gods. There are many tales of Cuinn and his fight to keep the balance of the world in order, and even more so of where his life first began. The problem is, which one is true?

He does not know to whom he was born, nor where he was born, only that he has served Eternum in her various forms as long as he can remember. Whilst, many believe him to be a son of Eternum herself, this is pure speculation. He has always had a natural affinity for all aspects of life from the lowest stone to the highest cloud, and due to this affinity he has always had a symbiotic relationship with all life that exists, never taking excessive amounts of food or water, only taking enough to survive.

Many believe that he travels from planet to planet with the Queen of the Gods, being reborn into a new body each time, but retaining the memories of his past and all knowledge that he has gained. Whilst this has not been proven, it cannot be discredited for none but the Gods know of his his past and his fate. As of now, he is living his life on Eternum, serving her and preserving the balance. He maintains a guise as a powerful healer, though his gifts are far more than what he shows.

He has taken up residence in Dun Moriga, as it is the closest connection to Eternum that he has experienced, and the dwarves seem to be favored by the goddess. He poses as a powerful healer in the city of Ech Zilidar; the last of the free dwarven cities, though in secret he is a powerful Warlock that can channel the semi-consciousness that is the slumbering Eternum. His closeness to Eternum is what gives him is power and as a servant to the great Queen, he is tasked with maintaining the balance of the world and he will do anything to ensure that that balance is maintained; No matter the cost to himself.

Area: Ech Zilidar
Faction: Independent; Self Proclaimed Warlock of Eternum.
Loves (Three things): The Earth, The Sky, The Water
Hates (Three things): Arrogance, War, Destruction

Description of Weaponry and Armour:
He carries a staff of white oak that is imbued with a fraction of his power and it has enhanced strength making it as tough as steel and nearly as lethal. The staff is decorated with runic writings that are said to be the stories of the Gods and the time before life. Atop the staff resides a globe of crystal and should one look inside the globe they would see a rolling landscape with various organic life-forms roaming the landscape.

He is most often seen wearing a hooded alabaster robe decorated with various intricate designs that mimick the fabric of fate. He often walks with is feet bare so as to have a constant connection with Eternum in his travels.


http://ninjacrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/p3/40.jpg
With skin as brown as the bark of a tree and eyes as brilliantly gold as the sun, Cuinn is an odd looking creature. His brown skin decorated with various tribal markings that have unknown origins, and his abysmal black hair in three tight locks and braided together to his lower back with various leaves of different shapes and sizes interwoven into his braids. He stands at a rather fair 5' 10" and weighs a healthy 190 lbs. His body is fairly proportionate and his muscles well defined by his years of actively walking across Eternum ensuring the balance is kept. His teeth are as white as alabaster columns and his face clear of any marks or scars. He has the complexion of an early years teenager, in that he looks quite young despite his true age. His eyebrows are slightly arched and neat, and he has no facial hair.

NOTE:

Cuinn is not yet an active character. I am just submitting him to use at a later date. I plan to bring him in at a certain point, if that is ok with DoK, as of right now, he could be an NPC?

[Azazeal849]

Kk, it may be a while cause finals are next week for me. :>

Good luck (to you and to anyone else who has exams coming up)!


That's so creepy...Ann can watch them... 'do it'

Technically they're not 'doing it', since Suriyana doesn't want to get pregnant (there were various contraceptives and abortifacts available during Roman times, but most of them would be out of a slave's price range). Still, avoiding penetrative sex is no barrier to having fun if you and your partner use a bit of imagination.

But yes, slightly naughty of Ann to spy on them. :P


Okay well I'll GM post then only for a few things :)

Awesomeness.


Name: Cuinn (pronounced Quinn)

He's cool, I like him. :>

[Minkasha]

Technically they're not 'doing it', since Suriyana doesn't want to get pregnant (there were various contraceptives and abortifacts available during Roman times, but most of them would be out of a slave's price range). Still, avoiding penetrative sex is no barrier to having fun if you and your partner use a bit of imagination.

But yes, slightly naughty of Ann to spy on them. :P

What would those be? The contraceptives that is.


Cuinn and Elisavet are very similar in their devotion to their gods!

[Azazeal849]

What would those be? The contraceptives that is.

Silphium, Common Rue and Queen Anne's Lace are a few examples.

In addition to any plant species the original colonists of Eternum brought with them, the planet no doubt has a few of its own native plants with similar properties.

[Epostle]

I'm still debating over a 3rd chara or not.

[Death of Korzan]

Cuinn's accepted and I'll add him at a later date. God I am gonna have Nemesis mess with him..... xD!

[Minkasha]

Silphium, Common Rue and Queen Anne's Lace are a few examples.

In addition to any plant species the original colonists of Eternum brought with them, the planet no doubt has a few of its own native plants with similar properties.

Oh wow, learning so much! Thank you!


I'm still debating over a 3rd chara or not.

You should spend that time debating posting ;p


Cuinn's accepted and I'll add him at a later date. God I am gonna have Nemesis mess with him..... xD!

Oh no! X_X

[Aureyon]

Cuinn's accepted and I'll add him at a later date. God I am gonna have Nemesis mess with him..... xD!

How so? lol

[Death of Korzan]

Nemesis is the Goddess of Balance as a notion and revenge.

Eternum is goddess of Balance as as force (Gravity) and Earth.

You are a servant of Eternum and charged to keep balance, Nemesis spites Eternum for her command over the force of balance.

[Aureyon]

Ohh... Yeah this is going to be fun xD

[Minasm]

I will be posting an introductory post tonight filled with bad ass prison breaks and psycho maniacs. You are all very welcome.

[Aureyon]

I thought about bringing Cuinn in now, but I don't think I can make a seperate post for him, and then turn around and create another post for Syf.