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So, yeah, I'm joining the 2kinds rp boat.

But mine's got a bit of a twist to it. It is an alternate story idea to 2kinds, so I'm worrying totally zilch on canon. In fact, I'm encouraging the lack of it, as you'll notice. No actual comic characters (I dun wanna steal too much) and some of the organizations are altered, and many are added.

Story:

I had always been told that the Keidran were our allies. Our friends and comrades. That we, as one, would create a new society where all could thrive.

We never knew what they had plotted.

They were savage and superior, natural warriors. The surprised and lax militia never had a chance. They took our children and brainwashed them, and had them fighting at ages where they should have been chasing small animals and laughing. In that instant, I knew-

The alliance was broken and forsaken.

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The humans had asked for their fate. They destroyed the ancient grounds to provide their own dwellings for their miserable lives.

They deserved death. Life was wasted upon them.

Their children would be spared, if they forsook their fathers' lifestyle. And so many did, and now they fight for us, seeing their own as their enemy.

And our children learn the way of the spear and the axe and the bow, while theirs play in the fields in blissful ignorance of the true war that heralds them. We charge at tender ages even by our own standards. And, slowly, we regain what was lost.

They promised us strength in numbers. This promise was enough for us to overlook their blasphemous and treacherous ways for a time. But soon it became unbearable. Not another ground would be decimated, not another one of their despicable sorcerers brought up to manhood. We struck, and we struck quickly, before they could infect more of the world with their sorcery and filth.

Death to the humans. May the ancestors guide our steps.



Quick noting of factions:

The Cavaliers: Doing almost all their combat on horseback, the Cavaliers have led charge against the Keidran raids since the breaking of the alliance.

Two-Hands: Especially skilled in double-weapon or two-weapon fighting, the "Two-Hands" often wield twin weapons into combat. These incredibly dextrous and powerful warriors are feared anywhere they go.

The Stonewalls: Their massive shields like a rock against the storm, their armor thicker than castle walls, and their morningstars falling with the strength of mountains, the Stonewalls are powerful and nearly indestructible warrior factions.

The Soaring Leaves: Though it is said a Keidran is always more adept in the woods than a human, the Soaring Leaves may beg to differ. As one with nature as any tree or root, they protect the last forest human dwellings.

The Templar: The final Magocracy to which all humans answer in these dark times, the Templar are wise guardians of the last known arcane magics.

Pick one or make one yourself, these are just some examples.

Name:

Age:

Race: (Keidran fighting for keidran might not be advised, considering they're the bad guys on this rp. Keidrans for humans are okay though.)

Organization/Class:

Char Description:

Items generally carried around (including weapons/armor)

Bio:

My Character:

Name: Asves Al'Thaerron

Age: 23

Race: Human

Organization/Class: Two-hands

Char Description: Though at first sight, he looks to be of an inferior build, the signet worn on his armor would deter any bandit. He is a Two-Hands, a fierce and dextrous fighter. He wears a Green cowl that covers his face.

Items: Leather armor, green cowl, two straight, single-edged swords.

Bio: Asves was originally a bard of some renown, who played many instruments with equal mastery. Born and raised with the optimism of the Human-Keidran alliance, Asves was devastated when seemingly the entirety of the Keidran tribes turned upon the humans with a unity they had not achieved for almost a century. Determined to win back his home and country, Asves put his ambidexterity to use and learned the way of a Two-hands. His blades, Confession and Redemption, are his closest allies, inset with countless Templar runes to be made sharper than any hand-forged blade could possibly become. Despite his love for his trusted weapons, he has a general mistrust of magic otherwise.

Finally, some basic rules.

1. When making new classes/organizations, don't go too far. For example, no "Supreme overlords of everything" organization (Unless you're templar, and even then, you'll have problems).

2. If you're joining Keidran, you might be alone. Remember that their motives for attacking the humans are very different than the comic.

3. Alternate races are acceptable, if reviewed by me. Basitins are acceptable, but at this point are nationally neutral in the Keidran-Human conflict.

4. No bunny jacking, trolling, overpowered characters, etc etc. This has got a higher-than-normal standard for how powerful characters are, so here's some examples-

Exampled of overpoweredness:
a character with influence over an army.
a character who can make other PC's immediately bend to their will.
a character with control over a dragon, or a draconic character.
A character with easy and re-usable access to enough destructive power to overwhelm several dozen trained soldiers or wizards.

Name: MIrku A. Valkory

Age: 27

Race: Human

Organization/Class: Deathblows- Warriors using two-handed weapons, their skill makes up for their speed.

Char Description: Stands 5'8", weighs 140 lb, well built in upper body, normal build in lower. Dark medium lenght spiky hair. Deep blue eyes.

Items generally carried around: Wears an overcoat and hood. Wields a Claymore. Has a chain shirt and leather leggings. Is always seen carrying a bottle of spirits. Has a locket with a picture of his wife hanging around his neck at all-times.

Bio: Lost his wife when their home was attacked by Keidran. Was teached swordcraft by his uncle at a young age. Doesn't trust magic. Has a burning hatred against Kediran.

Name: Ryan Kasner

Age: 19

Race: Human

Organization/Class: The Cavaliers/Scout

Char Description: A tall, lean, brown-haired young man who's only striking characteristic are a pair of sharp emerald green eyes.

Items: Push-lever type crossbow, shortsword, olive tunic and trousers, riding boots.

Bio: The sole son of a wealthy farmer, Ryan spent most of his life working the fields of a remote farm. Driven to pursue other interests through sheer lack of things to do in his free time (the nearest girl to chase was more than twenty miles away), Ryan became proficient at equestrianism on the family's riding horse. Later, he proved to be a dead shot with a hunting crossbow, and often practiced his marksmanship while on horseback.
Word of betrayal reached him and his parents through the various refugees that came to the farm in search of work or food. Angered at the blatant treachery, and dissatisfied with his current way of life, Ryan rode off towards whence the refugees had come; crossbow in hand.
Joined up with the Cavaliers sometime afterwards and was issued equipment better suited for mounted archery.
Utilized as both a scout and a light cavalryman.

Character sheets are fine so far guys. Gonna need a few more people to start the rp up.

Name: Flonne

Age: 7 (about 16 in human years)

Race: Keidran

Organization/Class: Exile/ Ninja

Char Description: She stands about 5'9". She is a Black panther keidran. Her eyes are a deep yellow. Built thin, and agile for what she was trained to do always.

Items generally carried around: Katana, Throwing stars x4. Ninja outfit. A few tail rings that could be used as more weapons.

Bio: She was born into this world know just one side... the Keidran side. Her parents were a part of the movement that set the humans beneath the Keidran. She was taught at a very young age how to kill silently. She raised fast in the ranks of the class. The first time she went out everything in her life went wrong. She fell in love with her target and couldn't go back to her last life. After about 2 years of sweet love, The Keidran hand killed her love while she was out. Now out for revenge against what they did against her she joined the rest of the humans.

Ok talk to me if there is anything wrong or if you want to tell me something.

Name: Slade Canda
Age: 45
Race: Human for Keidran

Organization/Class: (Not sure where a 'lone wolf' would fit so bracketed stats will be for that, everything else is as normal) Two-Hands

Char Description:
Height: 5" 4'
Weight: 156

Physical: stocky build, unremarkable face, Missing his right ring finger and has a white scar running from between his index and middle finger up to his elbow

Clothing: loose fitting brown robe with a large hood over black pants and sleevless tunic. Usually wears heavy leather boots

Personality: shows little emotion, and cares little for other people as individuals, thinking only of himself and survival of humanity.

Items generally carried around: short club with a steel-tipped haft, 12in knife, becis survival kit (flint, some food, a few herbs for injuries)

Bio: Raised near the forest, he spent much of his time enjoying life in it. Close relatives told him he took to it like a born Keidran, although the few Keidran children he met laughed at his attempts to imitate them. When the war began he found himself caught between the loayties of his village and the kinsmenship he felt for his Keidran friends. Friendship won and he began aiding the Keidran any way he could. Years later, he has gained a slight reputation among both Keidran and humans as a merciless killer. He would claim differently.

Name: Galivan Redgrave
Gender: Male
Age:11
Race: Keidran [Red Fox ]
Organization: None: (Ex Bodyguard)
Weapon: (Hand Axes)
Magic?: (no)
Appearance: Galivan has a rather rustic look if still a very clean appearance. His long Dark hair is the one true hint to his wild nature never worn back often hide his Piercing green eyes. He wares a long hooded cape colored forest green which affords him more stealth in the forested environments to which he is accustomed. His features are soft and bare the look of someone that has lost much but his stance still betrays his years of training in combat.
Bio: Once a bodyguard to a family of noble Keidran he was well respected for his perception and ability to keep those alive that were in his charge. Highly trained in unarmed and melee combat his ability to keep track of his enemy movements made him formidable even to the most well trained assassins. His career and prestige ended along with life of his ward's. A well coordinated Templar attack left him unable to save the life he would so gladly have given his own for. Left for dead among the charred debris of the families estate he awoke to ultimate failure. No other Keidran could or would look him in the eye he had not only failed the family but with the most influential Keidran family in the town dead ruin would sure befall them all and as a result Galivan was exiled four years have past since Galivan took to the woods as his home finding with meager existence he could as a woodsman. What the forest could not provide he would travel far to trade wood he cut always returning to the forest ensuring that his exile would make him a self imposed hermit. Alone he learned the quite nature of the woods and move through it like the wind itself. He has grown distrusting of people and is often unsure of how to interact with other. He has a strong hatred of human in general but more so anyone barring the brand of the Templars. Training with his hatchets has made him much of a marks man with the tools and built up his strength as well those his body hardly shows it. The years alone however have made him detest fighting and he tries to remain as calm as possible at all times, not a far step from his past life though with a great consequence. If he is pushed to his breaking point he flies into a berserker like rage often unable to remember anything that happened once it has started.

I've decided to finally join another rp...

Name: Matashi Oha
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Fox Keidran [Red fox as well]
Organization: Two-hands.
Weapons: Katana and wakizashi.
Magic: No.
Appearance: He wears his father's armor, he's somewhat quiet and brooding, reflecting on the conflict that got him exiled. He's faithful, however, don't let his species fool you. His yellow eyes gleam like coins and his grin is cold, and his eyes pierce through even the darkest gloom with a seemingly inner flame. He's lithe but muscular and can fight with one weapon as well as both.
Bio: There isn't much to tell about him, he was in a deep conflict with a few high ranking Keidran and got exiled for what he did, although the exact reason is known only to himself. He's quiet but will talk if spoken to first. His headfur is pulled back into a ponytail and he's quick to draw arms if threatened.

Ok this is my first time rping so if I mess up just tell me.

Name: Tetsuya Kintame

Age: 13

Race: Tiger keidran for Human

Organization/Class: Soaring Leaves because speed can be very deadly.

Char Description: 5'2" and weighs 98. Holds only two weapons; a one sided sword and dagger. Average strength and is very fast. Has a large scar on his chest. Wears white undershirt and pants and green overshirt and pants.

Bio: When he was born his parents left him on a farm to fend for himself. Luckily the owners of the farm took him in and raised him as one of their own. When he turned 8 he fell in love with a human woman who had also fallen in love with him. They were married when he turned 10 and lived happily for two years. One silent night three bandits, a human, a wolf keidran, and a basitan, broke into their house and killed her and only her while they were asleep and only slashed him on the chest. After mourning her death, he decided to join the humans in her memory.

This character has been approved by the GM. He is not meant to function as a normal character. Instead, he will performing actions either requested by the GM, or actions that will advance the plot in general.

Name: Yash

Age: 642,893 Earth years old

Race: V'zanh

Organization/Class: Unknown

Char Description: A simple, male human outline with no details whatsoever. He is comprised completely of light energy. His entire body seems to be covered in white fire. He has no mouth, toes, ears or a nose.

Items generally carried around (including weapons/armor): None

Bio: You would be hard pressed to ever figure out Yash's reasoning for being where he currently is. He has been interfering with the war ever since it started, but he will not choose a side. His actions do not seem to have a pattern, as he has both helped and hindered each side, and sometimes simply just remained at the field of battle and observed the fights.

His abilities however, are far more mysterious. Having complete control over light energy, he can do almost endless things with it. If he does not wish to remain visible, no magic will ever reveal him. If he needs a weapon, he will fashion it out of light, and have it pierce any armor imaginable. Flight, moving at the speed of light and beyond, and phasing though solid objects are not past him. And to top it all off, his mind can think and process information at untold speeds.

However, all of this means nothing to an individual unless, for some reason, they are forced to interact with him. There is no language on the planet he cannot speak, and so all can communicate to him. One day, he may be flying someone to the top of a mountain so that they may their their enemy's camps, while later on that day he may be destroying the weapons of that persons squadron. What no one will will never know, is why he performed such actions, unless Yash tells them personally.

Alright, sign-ups closed. Gonna have the rp up today or tomorrow.

I guess this means "Lords of Vester" is now officially dead...

Oh, well, too bad the sign-ups are closed.

PM me your sign up sheet, and I will see to it that it is approved.

And yes, Lords of Vester is dead.

Too Human has started now. Go ahead and post.

Yash, once Lowde has his character up, could you use your magical mod powers to lock the sign-ups?

Lohti's character sheet was approved by Meaculpa.

ok, time to employ an idea I've had for quite a while....


Name: Klaus "Daggertail"

Age: unknown

Race: Red fox, mercenary (works for highest price)

Organization/Class: Mercenary/Delegath (Fallen Spellknight, hasn't lived up to standards, went against the council, etc. Can use a variety of weapons but specializes in constricting attacks.)

Char Description: He wears a brown hood and a long scarf to hide his features, and wears a chainmail vest over a brown tunic. His pants are slightly baggy, and colored maroon. His boots are normal riding boots. He wearshis weapons on his hands at all times.

Features: His hair, a marronish-red, falls in bangs to hide his scarred face. His eyes are golden in color, should he ever take his hood down to reveal them.

Items generally carried around:
Chainmail vest, leather hood
Mayus and Balagus--- Two gauntlets with retractable razor wire, which each have a total of eight wires. The wires then have a razor-edged ring on each one, which are also inscribed with runic symbols for the elements. They are his most preferred weapon, and he dislikes to use anything else. He has become known as "Daggertail" due to his mastery of these deadly hands.

Bio: Klaus was one of the top Delegaths, whom sided with the humans when they needed them the most. However, Klaus sided with self-preservation then, and was banished from their ranks. Oddly enough, that saved him when the Delegaths were annihilated. He now works as a mercenary using an alias, both to make a living at what he does best and to avoid suspicion. He doesn't take on many jobs, solely to give the image of being an old useless combatant.