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Right, I haven’t done a roleplay on this site for a long time. Hope you guys enjoy it, and please, if you do any one liners I will rip your guts out (-_-)

***THE LAND OF WOLVES***

The small, desperate figure ran across the plains as the wind howled; lashing up the grit on the surface of the plains into his face. Behind him he heard a different kind of howling. The howling of wolves. He continued to run; by his estimate he was still several miles ahead of the wolf pack, so he could still escape. However, he also now knew these wolves were twisted and unnatural; deformed by a wizards power. Because of this their sense of smell was even greater than a normal wolf's. Because of this they would still be able to follow his scent from ten miles away, more for all he knew.

Ahead he saw a darker path on the plains. As he came closer he saw it was a cave. He staggered towards it and fell heavily on his side into it. He closed his eyes and wept for himself, and for the family and friends he would probably never see again. He got up and headed to the back of the cave. He found out it was only about twenty metres deep; and would be next to useless in hiding himself from the wolves. He curled up against the back wall and was instantly asleep. His dreams were troubled by visions of wolves.

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Far away in the centre of the plains there was a tall tower, with a single window at the top. At the base it widened out into a large circle. This part of the tower had many windows, although light shone through none at this moment in time. From the windows at the towers peak however, shone a bright light.

This light was not a warm and cheerful yellow. But a green, foul evil light. A magicians flame.

Inside the top room the magician in question gave way to an evil laugh of glee. He entered the minds of his wolves, for it was he that had created and now controlled them, and told them where the pitiful creature was hiding. He watched through the eyes of the pack leader with delight as he slowly crept up to the sleeping figure. He felt the increased pulse of the wolf, and a snarl emitted from its mouth, sending vibrations down the magicians throat.

At the moment of attack the magician pulled away, and watched from overhead. Soon the figure was no more

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He woke from his slumber to find his nightmares turn into reality. In one swift moment, the wolf lunged at him; mouth open wide. Then there was blackness.

PLOT.

The Land of wolves are the plains I describe above. They take up about half of the worlds lands, a useless barren wasteland. At the centre is the magician that caused the sudden foulness, although none know his name. He created a foul species of wolves and sent them to guard his empire; and empire of twisted wolves. He keeps other creatures which he has altered also, but these are only to be used in defending his home, the tower, and the magician is doubtful it will come to that.

People would leave the magician alone but for one thing; the land was needed. The worlds population was growing by the day, and they needed the extra land so they had space to live. If not war would break out over who got the food that was produced, and who had a home to live in.

Now a group had come together to fight against the magician. They will head out onto the plains and confront the evils of the magician; and if all goes to plan, destroy his hold on The Land of Wolves.

In the group will be some magicians, and some warriors. The warriors to protect the magicians, and the magicians to fight for control over the wolves minds. The Warriors main job is to fend off the wolves while the magicians fight to control them. Also, the magicians must use their sight to look for the exact location of the magicians dwelling.

RULES

1) NO godmodding. you get one warning, do it again you get kicked out

2) No one liners. I expect at least one paragraph of eight sentences per post. You can mange it if you just think about the different components of a post. If you want me to list them then ask

3) Don’t contradict other players; and if they say something you don’t like PM them or me and it will be sorted out.

4) Don’t argue with other players; if they say something you don’t like,, yes PM them, but write in a non-threatening manner, simply explaining what you have a problem with.

5) Don’t avoid your death if it is inevitable; if you die you can always come back as another character

6) Please do not join then stop posting soon after; I want this RP to be a success

That’s about it for rules. The roleplay starts when we have four players, and more can join for a short time after it has started. If we have very few some people may be permitted to play more than one character, but I doubt it will come to that.

CHARACTER SHEET

1. Name:
2. Age:
3. Race*:
4. Warrior/Magician:
5. Other skills:
6. History (optional):

*= if it is a made up race please provide a detailed description

1. Name: Guasta
2. Age: 56
3. Race: Armand(see bottom of character sheet for race details)
4. Warrior/Magician: Warrior
5. Other skills: Guasta has slight magic talent, which is why he was selected as a warrior over those who were more talented fighters. It was thought that the magician may try to control the warriors minds, and that is where his slight magical talent would come into play

Name: Armand
Basic facts: average lifespan: 153 years. Average height: 4 '6'. The Armand are a strange race. They mainly walk of all fours, but walk on two feet with ease. They have scales, which are off white in colour. These scales are the perfect protection from the burning hot sun, reflecting the sun's rays. They like in the desert mainly, although some live in the lava pits. They dig deep burrows, using their razor sharp claws. They will make the main burrow in a matter of days, and then will slowly expand it throughout their lives. They hardly ever have contact with other races, although speech is no barrier as they speak perfectly well. They are considered to be untrustworthy, and they look strange, their head out of proportion with the rest of their body, very small, like a young child's drawing. This makes their appearance strange and, to some, disgusting

So there we go. I will play the role as the magician also, doing small paragraphs alongside my main character when he comes into play. Also, I would like one person to do the same for the lead wolf of the pack; again, when the wolves come into play.

[[Shut it Rev]]

Name - Thomas Deallus
Age - 35
Race - Human
Warrior/Magician - Warrior
Other Skills - Thomas is skilled in the use of two longswords.  He is physically stronger than his older brother, Charley, and refuses to use a bow unless it is absolutely necessary. 
History - Thomas has the typical black hair of his family and also has hazel eyes.  He is a tall and strong man who is a very good strategist, but can also just use his superior strength to overcome enemies.  Thomas has usually been a darker and more evil person until an event changed his life, and he turned back to helping fight evil like the rest of his family.  He is a skilled mercenary and wears scalemail armor along with a sapphire colored cloak, the colors of Tasidian.  He prefers to fight alone but has also worked in being a leader and a follower.  He is headstrong and has difficulty retreating from combat unless the odds are obvious and completely against him.  While he still does not like his family, he fights for the Deallus name and wears the crest of Tasidian upon his chest.  Thomas joined the group to bring more prestige to his family name and to redeem himself for the crimes he committed in his youth.

[[So polite to others' ideas rev, lol =P]]

Name: Gailen Silvermoon

Age : 436

Race: High Elven

Warrior/Magician: Magician

Other Skills: Although he is skilled with The Art he is also a capable archer as with all of his race.

History: Gailen is of the High Elven race which is more of a stuck up type of elf. They prefer to think of themselves as the First elves which in lore is not true as Gailen has learned over the many years he has spent studying races and their lineage. He is a very advanced magician even for one of his young age. His looks are very much of elven heritage. He has long silver hair that is usually tied back. His tan skin matches his bright green eyes. He is seen usually wearing red silken robes that are very worn out. He also has an oaken staff with a large central ruby and many sapphires and emeralds strewn throughout.

[[I'm not sure how you plan on the mages to use magic, but I'll stick with D&D style magic as that is the magic system that I know. If you got another system let me know. Thanks.]]

[[:P, Alright then I'll give that a shot, it may take some time for me to get the hang of it, but I'll work it out somehow]]

Name: Dreki

Age: 127

Race: Elf

Class: Magician

Skills: Dreki´s speciallity is in breaching others minds and powerfull magic but lacks the accuracy and experience for more precision type of magic. Dreki is a poor swordsman and wouldnt last long in close combat against experienced swordsman.

History: Since Dreki was a about 20 years old he has been studing magic and archery but barly knew how to handle a sword untill 100 yers old. He grew up in the wood along whit his family and other elves and isnt there much to tell of until about 90years old he leaves his home to seek adventures and lern more about magic and combat, and now when he hears about this group whos going to The land of the Wolves and he decides to see if they would like him by theyre sides on this quest

I havent roleplayed before but ill do my best. youll just kill my char(if im accepted) if am bad at this xD

[[Feel free to bother me or the other teachers if you want...I am around on IRC...just read the Academy topic]]

[[Post that in the Academy also...good advice for new people :p]]

[[I think he died...Alban that is...]]

Lord Charley Deallus

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9/20/2008 7:53:40 PM[[I think he died...Alban that is...]]


that would be unfortunate

Na, the nab is in WoL on Fant

Name : Sir Wolven Warrior

"He just left because no one else is here that is willing or active enough to do RPs.  RPs are just going away.  I remember when there were great RPs full of great story line..."

Oh jeez...now he is gonna do something back ><

Oh nvm...Rev just messaged me and said he was forum banned :p

Doesn't that just mean he can still look...but cannot post?

CHARACTER SHEET

1. Name: Dethos
2. Age: 30
3. Race*: Wingling
4. Warrior/Magician: Warrior
5. Other skills: Can fly, battle hardened
6. History (optional):

Name: Wingling
Basic facts: average lifespan: 200 years. Average height: 6 '1'. The winglings are not a strange race but are feared by others . They look like humans but a stronger, faster and more durable. They have one big difference from humans, they have wings. The wings are proportional to the body and some are even know to be 30 feet long. They live in the mountains, although some have been known to live in cities. They start to be trained for combat when they are 10. They hardly ever have contact with other races because they are feared. They don’t wear armour and only trousers for clothes except when they are in cities or near other races.