Eon [ADVANCED] [PG16] [Not Accepting/ Started]

[fenrir]

Edited app. :/

[Guest Lily]

Edited my application with age.

[Master Red]

Good :)

[Infinitus]

My app is editted.

[Naimo]

Note: I'm making two characters for the sake of balance, so we cover all the races

 

Name: Uugokk Grok'raah

Title: Throkk

Called/Pet Name: Hon'rahkk Throkk (Honoured Throkk)

Gender: Female

Race: Thyrakk

Sub-Race: Uukgragg

Age: 170

Appearance: She's unusually tall for a Thyrakk, almost 8 feet tall, and her skin has a reddish hue to it. Her black hair reaches down to her waist, and her eyes are almost cyan. She is noticably more muscular than most females. She wears a bronze chestplate and a matching loose chain-mail skirt with several stripes of metal on top. She rarely carries her club with her, and she wears her brass knuckles on her fists. As a sign to show she is the Throkk, she wears an elegently made silver circlet on top of her head.

Class: Knight

Personality: She is extremely vicious and pompous. She has a short temper and, when in a great rage, unleashes her anger by hitting other Thyrakks. Despite this, she is good with leading her colony. She's demanding in the sense that she wants to have a worthy mate, and despite seeing males after males battling to win her heart, she won't consider them worthy enough unless they are the undefeated champion for more than five mating seasons in a row.

Bio: Uugrokk was born to the notorious Throkk Uugraah, who was one of the best Throkks of her generation. Uugrokk took inspiration from her mother and followed her commands almost to every word, hence her excellent leadership skills and her personality. When Uugrokk's mother lead half the males in their tribe in an attempt to slay one of the dragons, her mother was the last Thyrakk of the unsuccessful party to be killed. Upon hearing the news, Uugrokk was immediately made Throkk, and she has since then been thirsty to kill the dragon in revenge.

Weapon: A heavy club, spiked fists, and a ballista when serving for the army

Weapon Discription: The core of her club is made from the traditional wood material, but it is armoured in heavy metal places and has lethal two inches-long spikes prodding from each plate, so there is a total of about sixteen spikes on it. Wrapped on the handle are black leather stripes.

Uugokk's spiked fists are basically very firm brass knuckles but with added spikes, also two-inches long. The knuckles are a distinctive silver.

 

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Name: Estanlya (literally Beautiful Voice)

Title: The Fair Charmer

Called/Pet Name: N/A

Gender: Female

Race: Elf

Sub-Race: Wyarkara

Age: 29

Appearance: Estanlya stands at about 182cm, and is quite skinny. She has rich auburn hair tied in a high ponytail, and pale violet eyes. Her jawline is sleeker and her chin is pointier than the typical Wyarkara. However, her body is muscular, though it is less prominent. She often wears a flowing rose-pink robe with a leaf-green overskirt, which is overlapped by an amethyst-purple overcoat, which is cropped around the hem so the overskirt and the robe have longer hems. She has gold earrings in her ears, and a decorated gold and ruby pectoral around her neck. She also has golden bangels on her arms, which jingle whenever she moves her arms.

Class: Charmer

Personality: Estanlya's nature is as beautiful as she looks. She's a very gentle elf, who is quite considerate for other people and not just herself. She has a very optimistic personality, and she likes to help people as best as she can. She rarely gets angry, but when she is, she becomes extremely aggressive, which is why she tends to anger herself as much as she can before she has to go into battle.

Bio: Estanlya was born to a Charmer mother and a Sorceror father. She was immediately recognised as a Charmer by her mother, and so she was brought up learning the techniques to being a successful Charmer, as well as taking up singing lessons to train her vocals (her mother could tell she had talent for singing). Although her father was originally disappointed his daughter wouldn't be following in his footsteps, he soon accepted the route she was being made to take, and was soon proud of his own daughter. When Estanlya turned 21, she was accepted into the army as an official Charmer.

Weapon: Chakrams

Weapon Discription: She carries a pair of silver chakrams with flowers ornately decorated on the blades. The crimson handles are left undecorated, and there are pink silk strips tied around the handles, which purposely trails.

[Infinitus]

Does anyone know when this will start?

[Horologia]

Name: Shina Ravens

Title: N/A

Called/Pet Name: Nargeling (A lich she is casting sometimes)

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Sub race: Vanaar

Age: 18

[spoiler=Appearance:]

http://media.photobucket.com/image/red%20eyes%20anime%20girl/anime_lover-122792/anime%20icons/lolita%20or%20goth

/AnimeGirl31.jpg 1.75m and 64 kg

 

 

Class: Necromancer

Personality: A cold and cruel person, loyal but trys to get what she want. Even if she haves to hurt other people

Bio: Shina spent a lot of time on the study of human anatomy. She is possesed by the idea to create a perfect, immortal and intelligent beeing. And the perfect beeing would be one of the dragons. So she needs a dead dragon to revive him under her controll. She learned the forbidden art of necromancy to reach her goal. Shina allready have a proper minion (Her lich), wich is her only real friend too.

Weapon: Whip

Weapon Discription: A long lether whipe with thorns. She use it most times if the creatures she castes with her necromancy dont want to obey her, or if they try to kill her.

 

I hope Necromancy is not to overpowered?

[Naimo]

Not accepted:

 

1. You're missing sub-race

2. I'm not sure about the Necromancy class, it is a bit OP'ed in this situation ... I think it's best if you changed it to Sorceroress

[Horologia]

I´ve added the sub race, but after i have thougth about it again i dont think necromancing is overpowered.

 

Of course it would be damned overpowerd if Shina use her powers on a battlefield or a graveyard, but what shall she do on a place with only a few or none dead corpses?

Somehow a Necromancer is something like a puppeter, nothing more. (Maybe i take a skeleton with me to necromance it in case of trouble) I would also agree if you say i can only controll 1 minion at the same time.

 

Better?

[Naimo]

Yeah, I think that's much better

I say accepted :D

[Horologia]

Thanks ^^, but you I need the 2nd owner to agree too, or?

 

(When i go on thinking, i came across that necromancy is something really weak! =/)

[Naimo]

Yeah, and then hopefully we can start ^^

[fenrir]

It's funny actually, Necromancy isn't just summoning up corpses.

 

Can't wait to start. :3

[Horologia]

The only other features of Necromancy i know is the fact that i would be able to absorb the power of undeads or corpses, but i´m only allowed to have one?

 

Do you know any others? Tell me!

[fenrir]

Necromany is simple.

 

It's the manipulation, destruction, and creation of life. It varies, but that's the principle philosophy.

 

Examples:

 

Manipulate: Use a revived corpse as a soldier.

Destroy: Kill someone by a touch.

Create: Revive a corpse.

[Horologia]

Ok...

Heard about that, but that would be to overpowered ^^

 

(Except the manipulating part maybe...)

[Master Red]

OOC: NOW STARTED!

 

It was an ordinary day in the town of Rystelle, more known as the capitol of the world. It wasn’t unusually hot, neither was it too cold, there was no rain but there were some clouds drifting by, sometimes hiding the sun. It was an average day to put it short, a day like most others. Since it was a Saturday there was a market at the town square where a lot of people had gathered in hopes of finding something pretty or useful. This day had been like any other until the clock stroked 2, that’s when the citizens of Rystelle were to witness one of the rarest things in the known world, maybe they were even the first to ever witness this occation. Suddenly, a small glowing ball of light had appeared at the middle of the square. Most people had not noticed it then, but the ones closest to it gasped and backed away. The ball grew a little in size and then the strangest thing happened. Various items started to draw near the area of the glowing ball, mostly clothes. A pair of old boots, a pair of leather gloves a man’s old straw hat, a pair of leggings, a white shirt and a handkerchief was slowly making their way over to the ball. As well as a pan lid, that for some reason stopped half way. People had seen the clothes crawling towards the area of the ball and were now staring, both in amazement, curiousity and fear. Children pointed and laughed at the boots walking on their own, while their mothers held a tight grip of them so they wouldn’t run away. The clothes slowly started to assemble themselves in the shape of a person, people were now starting to whisper amongst eachother and someone exclaimed “It’s an Espirituu!”, making everyone look bewildered as these creatures are so rare it’s considered a good omen to ever meet one.

As the handkerchief had tied itself and the hat was placed on top of it, leaving a small dark area between the two garments it moved and two small yellow dots could be seen in the dark area. People were now gathering in a circle around the Espirituu, shoving and standing on their toes to get a better look. The Espirituu sat down on the ground and looked around, being completely silent. People were whispering and some children started to shout out various wishes of ponies and wooden swords, thinking it would grant wishes for them. A man kneeled down before it looking at it questionably, “Who are you?” he asked staring right into the dark void between the handkerchief and the hat. The Espirituu just stared blankly at him, still in complete silence. “Does it understand?” someone asked from the mass. A dog had walked over to it and was sniffing it, looking suspicious. The Espirituu stared at it, looking curious and reached out to pet it. The dog barked and it stepped back, withdrawing its hand. “Someone get that dog away, it’s scaring it!” someone yelled, the owner of the dog quickly gathering it. “Who are you!?” the man asked again, now sounding a bit annoyed. The Espirituu looked at him again, the yellow dots appearing in the dark void. “Nani?” it said, sounding unsure of itself. “Are you Nani?” A woman close to it asked, looking a bit frightened. The Espirituu looked at her, and tilted it’s head slightly to the side. “Nani?” it repeated.

[Infinitus]

Kent sat with his arms around his legs, next to a fire in the middle of the afternoon, as his lunch cooked on a stone platter, held up by rectangular stones. He had hardly eaten recently, and he simply waited for the last side to cook. He had always loved meat, and it now tasted as sweet as ice cream to a small child ever since he had quit being an assassin. Now he had no money, no home, no anything. Nothing but the clothes on his back, the sword around his waist.

 

He stared into the fire, almost proud of himself for leaving behind that life. It has been about a week since he had quit his job, and his blood thirsty and insane ways are almost completely dissolved. However, there was still one test left, and that was to be social with others. Afterwards, perhaps he could set a goal for himself, something to truly redeem his ways of blood spilling.

 

However, first thing is first. His lunch was ready.

[Naimo]

Meanwhile, somewhere in the forests behind Rystelle, Throkk Uugrokk was leading her colony. A distinct female figure, she was one of six females in her colony of approximately fifty-four. Males, varying from the still-growing to the just-stopped growing to the ones with some of the finest horns Uugrokk had ever seen, made up the rest of the colony. Right now, Uugrokk and a group of three Groggoks - two just-stopped growing Groggoks and one with horns approximately three inches long - were out hunting.

 

"Hon'rahkk Throkk," the eldest of the Groggoks spoke. Uugrokk turned round and the Groggok continued in Sak'hra, their mother language. "I have sensed a disturbance beneath the ground, a great source of power rests somewhere with the humans." Uugrokk grunted.

 

"Mystika."

 

"Hon'rahkk Throkk, with no disrespect, I feel this is an Espirituu's magic." Uugrokk growled, and was almost ready to hit when she stopped. The Groggok, whoever he was, was right - it was not a Mystika's magic.

 

"It shall not hurt us," she told him firmly. "Now, on with the hunt!" The Groggoks submissively made no further argument and they continued on deeper into the forest.

[fenrir]

Aeron gave a dismissive sigh. In front of him a large mob of people circled a certain Mystika. What was it that made humans surround things they didn't understand? Non-nonchalantly, he grabbed a bit of tobacco from his right pants pocket. He stood out from the other humans in the dim town, he had a nice blood red dress shirt, something these humans seemed to lack.

 

He stepped forward and broke through the crowd, pushing and shoving his way through. He chewed his tobacco thoroughly; before pausing in front of the Mystika. He bent down, still chewing, and observed the situation.

 

About 50 people, two dogs, and several children.

 

Not worth a demon, but a pyro would have to do.

[Master Red]

Nani started to walk around within the small area inside the circle, looking at the ground as it's boots made prints in the dirt. "What is it doing?" someone asked, not getting an answer as no one had any idea what was going on. "I thought those things were supposed to be smart!" a man grunted, looking at the Espirituu almost disgusted. Nani stopped and stared right at the man through the mass of people, pointing at it. The man looked scared and people were shoving eachother to get away from him, afraid that he would explode or something. The yellow dots flashed and Nani lowered his hand. "puuuf" it chimed, and laughed a little. The man was completely red in the face, looking as if he might have soiled himself from fear. Others pointed and laughed at him and he quickly made his way out of there.

 

OOC: kuro, it's an Espirituu -_-

[Infinitus]

Kent smiled with delight as he grabbed his delicious, succulent, tender steak and began slowly savoring it's delicious taste. It was nice and large, warm and flavorfull. It was the first time in a long time that he had tasted delicious meat, and he would make sure it lasted. Before long, it was all gone, not a trace left. His campfire was put out completely and cleaned up, and he had his fill of food. He gathered his very few things, and decided to move on. He couldn't live like this permanetely, so perhaps he could find a job somewhere.

 

He continued venturing through the forest, hopefully finding some civilization somewhere.

[fenrir]

((Sorry, I got slightly confused reading Leo's post xD))

 

Aeron chuckled slightly, finding the man's stupidity amusing. He stood up, spitting out the tobacco near Nani. He wondered what it would do, or to at least find out if it even knew what it was doing. Ignoring the collective gasps from the crowd, he waited to see what this creature would do.

[Master Red]

Nani stared at whatever had appeared out of the mans mouth. It kneeled down beside it and stared at it for a while, to then reach out and touch it. The tobacco stained the jacket and it stared at it putting it close to the void. It jerked away from it and shook it's arm in the air as far away from itself as possible. "ngggghhhhh!" it squealed looking really uncomfortable.

[Infinitus]

Kent continued to venture through, branches and bushes, flowers and weeds, roots and grottos. When he began to hear voices. Something was near. It sounded like a deep, buff clump of voices, and he realized exactly where he was. He was near Thyrakk territory. The color drained from his face. He never knew much about Thyrakks, but he figured that they wouldn't enjoy the company of a stranger wondering into their territory. He carefully walked backward, slowly so they wouldn't hear him.

 

Then, when he was far enough away, he darted like his life depended on it, through the weeds, flowers, roots and trees, like his life depended on it. For the most part, it probably would.