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Brenainn is accepted. Name: Leah Idakeje Age: 16 Gender: Female Race: Elf Appearance: Abilities: Wide variety of elemental magics, earth, fire, water, and wind are most often used. She combines them in a variety of ways to create a casting style all her own. Leah has also lost her tongue, and thus cannot cast traditionally, but rather uses a sign language to cast her spells. Weapons: None. Personality: Obviously quiet now, but even beforehand that's kind of who she was. She's a little sheepish, but also incredibly passionate about what she believes is right. Leah doesn't give up on her friends or her belief, and often can get flustered and upset when she is unable to communicate as well as she would like. Bio: The daughter of Queen Trisn, Leah had always sought to lead her mother and her country away from the war that was slowly building. She didn't want her people to fall into a terrible war. However, the gods came down, and when they did they immediately sought out the queen herself. The god whispered in Trisn's ears, but only said lies, exploiting the queen's fears. Leah could see what the god was doing, and attempted to go to her mother to stem things off, but the god could not let this happen. They instead took Leah's tongue, and used it, saying that Vey had cut out her daughter's tongue. This was the final outrage, and the civil war began. Leah did her best to communicate the truth, but it was too late, the god was too far intrenched and Trisn trusted him too much. So instead, Leah sought out help of a different manner, and when she met Shub, she knew he was the one who could maybe make a difference. All they needed to do now was get some more help. That's my last character, at least for now (you guys know me lol) and I'm starting the actual game thread now because I'm about to leave for the weekend and I don't want y'all to wait any longer! EDIT: A link for convenience http://kh13.com/forum/topic/101289-rise-of-the-fallen-rp-thread/

It was originally structured as an RPG, so there remain some very game-like concepts. Regardless, you should definitely join, I have lots of ideas and it promises to be lots of fun. Name: Falling Boulder Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: Grey Appearance: Abilities: Naught but his brute strength and mighty axe have gotten him this far. Weapon: A massive single bladed battleaxe which with Falling Boulder's considerable strength he can wield one or two handed. He indeed got this weapon from his ceremony 15 years ago, and it has served him well since then. Personality: An amusing fellow, Falling Boulder could most easily be identified as a party kid. He loves to drink and loves life, particularly when life involves smashing the heads of his enemies. His incredible optimism helps to lead his clan towards victory, and even when defeated, Falling Boulder only springs back to life more vivid and determined than before. That is not to say that the repeated losses and the tragedies that have occurred don't hurt him, far from it. But he chooses to keep a bright attitude in the face of adversity, for his people's sake. Bio: Falling Boulder was born the son of Rolling Mountain, the current chief. Of course, Greys did not immediately respect him. Respect must be earned, through blood. In his first battles, Falling Boulder proved that he could be capable of such. He was a natural leader among his peers, and a natural warrior among the whole clan. Things seemed destined for greatness in the Rock Clan. But everything changed when the gods attacked. The Rock Clan was at the forefront of the original invasion, beating back gods, though they could not prevail. It wasn't to be. Rolling Mountain faltered, and fell to the blade of Maleen, the general at the forefront of the invasion force. From that day forth, Falling Boulder was chief. He wanted to grieve, to be angry, sad, something. But no. He had to be a leader. But someone would pay. His axe would split heads. Though his clan has been whittled down to a fraction of its original size, Falling Boulder cannot be stopped. Miscellaneous: Name: Viridem Hangin Age: 19 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Abilities: Gifted wind mage, can use her abilities to fly about and other windy things. Weapons: A set of throwing knives and a lance. Personality: Loud and obnoxious, rather caustic. She's toxic, irritating, and cynical. Viridem is harsh without redemption, but not cruel. That's the difference between her and a villain I suppose, she can be demeaning, but she isn't violent or chaotic or moral-breaking without reason. Bio: Viridem was born in Xha, where she lived a life. It wasn't the life she wanted, now was it the life she thought she deserved. She was stuck in a poor part of the city, and many were stuck in the endless poverty cycle. Viridem refused to resign herself to such a fate. She trained her body so that she might be able to achieve some success as a sellsword. She learned magic from a travelling mage who she had earned a favor from. Things were all set and ready to go, she was about to leave to make a life for herself when the gods struck, hard and fast. Only her quick thinking and her determination to survive allowed Viridem to live in the newly hostile environment. She has managed to survive in the ruins, taking down patrols that got too close through some stupid bravery and a little luck, but mostly hiding. Viridem knows that she cannot live the rest of her life like this, and seeks to escape Xha, preferably with someone else. Strength in numbers right? Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O2soN-6rLw0 An elf character perhaps in the future, then that'll call it for official characters, the rest will be NPCs and the like. Once again, if you're hesitating to make another character for stress reasons, or you worry for the load on my shoulders, I beg you to reconsider. There are many many plots to be had in this world, and many things that might be lost if we have fewer characters.

I got two more characters that I'll put up soon, and then probably once Scrap submits his next character we can probably get going.

I may or may not post instead of waiting for Scrap (for Alastor)/Mystic (for plot movement) idk

The only person we lost since we were last active is rikunobody, which I mean, is a shame, but certainly we can continue without him? /just double checked character list EDIT: ALSO just checked my character sheets and omg I put Selena Gomez as Yuffie I totally forgot and am suddenly in love with it again

look guys i posted now i'm like for real back before i was just fake back

Neena ~ The Zealot ~ Mystras; Raiden's Home It had not taken long to figure out where Raiden lived. He was the lord after all, ask anyone and they'd be happy to tell an innocent girl. If only innocent was the word she would use to describe herself. Neena had snuck inside, using a little magic to open a window and slip inside quietly. The place was nice, befitting a lord. A few servants went about their lives, but scarcely enough to make going through unnoticed difficult. Neena slid from shadow to shadow, listening quietly at each door for voices, opening it herself if she heard none. Neena had heard tell that Shiva had moved troops against Lord Raiden, but unfortunately that was all she'd heard. The reason was unknown, but if Shiva was against it, then Neena felt that it might be good for herself to check it out. The enemy of my enemy is my friend after all. Regardless, if warning Raiden would help to stop Shiva then Neena was all for it, even if Raiden's intentions turned out to be less than pure himself. Neena rapped her knuckles against the door she had found, light peeking from the bottom of the door, and voices engaging in conversation. Knock. Knock. Knock. Then Neena opened it anyway. She looked at the people she'd found. One matched the description of Lord Raiden, and the other was likely a bodyguard of sorts, his armor quite bulky and intimidating. Well, it might have been intimidating to a lesser woman. "Lord Raiden, I'd like to trade some information for some information from you." Neena said after closing the door. No reason to beat around the bush. She wanted to know what he was doing, and why Shiva was against it. "There is a band of soldiers and other so-inclined Feys heading towards here. That was just the advance to tell you that I mean business, but now it's your turn. Do we have a deal?" Gel ~ The Farmer ~ Avarice; Road Into Gel had thought that getting out of the country might be a good thing. Yes he was tempted to go back and free any other subjects and the poor beings that had given him his abilities, but he realized now that he was far too weak to do such a thing. He would only get himself caught he was certain. No, it'd be better if he just disappeared, never to be found again. He could remove himself from all this business, with any luck one day die a natural death. Otherwise, immortality might get a little suspicious, but nothing he couldn't deal with. This was all that he had been thinking at least, until the beast essentially crashed to the ground, it's riders sent sprawling. Gel's heart skipped a beat from the shock of it all, then as he processed it, he kind of, looked down to the ground, kicking some dirt. So much for just... escaping. A flying person had just crashed into the world right next to him. And Gelabrous felt this would not the last time fate would try to get him involved. "Are you, ah, alright? Flying person? Other people that had been flying atop the flying person? That looked pretty messy. And by messy I mean, y'know, harmful. That's not what messy means at all. Anyway, are you hurt?" Gel asked, moving towards them. He could heal them if they were, then ask what they were doing exactly. And why that guy could fly. Cerberos ~ The Mercenaries ~ Onboard The Phoenix "This was the worst job we could have chosen." Viridem hissed. The trio were hidden in the underbelly of the ship. It was hot there, machinery working hard to keep the ship afloat. Clearly Viridem was not enjoying the trip thus far. It had looked far more hospitable on the actual decks, but considering they were not supposed to be there, those were kind of offlimits. "Pays better than anything else." Swanson replied, simply sharpening one of the double bladed war-axes he'd brought with him. The heat did not bother him as much. He'd lived in the southern part of the continent, and was used to heat. Of course, it was still uncomfortable, this tiny little spot where they could not be seen. "As well it should. This is rather risky considering the only way we have back down to the planet is back on this ship." Swanson mused, though he didn't seem to regard it as a problem. It was just another piece of the pie truly, and Swanson tended to regard problems as, well not problems. Just his nature. Meanwhile, Ryonne looked out, quietly keeping an eye and ear out for any who might come looking. They'd escaped detection a couple times now, but Ryonne knew that at any moment that luck could run out. They needed to be ready for that potential. Ryonne was unsure how they'd get out of that alive though. Foreign spies, on an enclosed ship, against eight of the most skilled fighters in Sondon and the King himself. Ryonne knew he was strong, but that was simply ridiculous. Odds like that were the kind that got you killed. Funny how at the time they'd taken the job it hadn't sounded nearly this bad.

try telling them their pies are great

Both accepted. We'll see if we can't get a few more players/characters before we start hmm?

sorry quiet emotional moments are disallowed in the same castle as a firetrucking plague doctor and a jester suit of armor

Doing well now, just needed a break, you feel me? What about you, still going strong? I see your enjoying the agents of shield season (really enjoying this season ngl)

ugggggh omfg this is everything i've ever wanted thanks so muchhhh

Haha I used an old username in hopes of you recognizing me. TBF I got my name changed then poofed for a while so no one really realized lol. Thanks so much!

Kaspar and Henry both swiftly and eagerly accepted. They're phenomenal both. Feel free to make more characters if you like (the world is very full of locations and very full of plots to be had). I'll submit one character for now whilst I meditate on any others. Name: Ryonne Neyelmnik Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Abilities: Midlevel mage, skilled specifically in holy, cure, and buffing magics. They keep him alive and stronger than the enemy, but are not so strong that they could obliterate hoards of unholy undead or bring an ally back from the fringe of death. He has equipped a magical pendant that grants him incredible speed. Weapons: A long, slightly curved blade and it's hard, reinforced scabbard. The two are used in tandem. Personality: Quiet, curt, and harsh with his words. Ryonne has a goal and it is to become stronger. He seeks this not for some vain reason, but rather to use his strength then to keep innocents safe. He has a moral compass, and it gets in the way sometimes of what he needs to do, but regardless he follows it. Bio: Ryonne lived a good life. He was skilled with a sword, and that got him far in Kele. Though it was often difficult for lower class Kele to advance in the rigid class based society, when a younger Ryonne took down a small squad of bandits alongside the royal guard, coming out of it unscathed, the then king, Petyr, hired him without a second thought. Ryonne had always dreamed of making a life as a soldier, and royal guard were just more prestigious soldiers. When the Gods struck down Xha, Petyr was going to move his own armies to engage the transcendant Gods, firm in his belief that he had a secret weapon that the Gods could not stand against. It would not come to be, as every royal guard failed their duty to their king when Aleksandr assassinated him in the night. Disgraced and pushed away by the sudden influx of Gods who took the place of the human royal guards, Ryonne took to the desert. He has heard rumors of Nikolai yet living and looking to take his throne back, and Ryonne hopes to find the heir soon. Miscellaneous: Theme Song:

Very not fast paced will say that upfront. I assure you it won't take too much dedication on a players part, or at least, I don't expect it to.

I'm still working on reading everything, once I do I can decide what to do with Neena, but I will consider putting her in with Raiden (for now ofc hard to pin that girl down for long). I'd be happy to have Gel meet up with Helios/Aeternum sibs that seems like a good spot for him. Cerberos can certainly sneak aboard the Phoenix (assuming someone hired them, one of the rival kingdoms? they'd prob be interested in having someone up there)

Had to double check my profile because firetruck if i can remember four years ago

Ugggggh yes everything I've wanted and more

My bad, Swanson shouldn't say royal, it should just be noble. I'll change that now. He was always meant to just be like the son of a duke or something, idk why I put royal. As for Gel, if you like ate his soul or petrified him, or sent him to the deep pits of tartaros he'd certainly die. It's just physical means that he regenerates from, if you do something more spiritual or magical in nature can't be regenerated. As for his healing, yeah it can deffo take time, he won't just spread his own regeneration time to anyone in his sight line. As a final note, I don't suppose you have any ideas as to where I can jump in? I can just do it if you like, I am capable, but I don't want to firetruck anything up that you have going on, and if you have any plots that need introducing I'd be glad to help.

I'll punch it no worries i got this

Oh lmao sorry recalled for some reason you were familiar with Fire Emblem. Raven is the first and Lon'Qu is the second. My bad x_x

I didn't intend to interrupt anything you guys had going already, please continue with whatever ships you had.

I wanna focus on power gain opposed to beginning with hardcore power But I don't see why no Henry or Zion. Zion can be a goddess all you wish, I'd accept her. And Henry can have his magic and his badassness nothing limiting magic rn

If you like just I mean let's take it easy on the number of gods that aren't on the gods' side i'll allow a few but not like a million ya feel me

Once, long ago, the Gods helped the world. They often visited from their home above the clouds to interact with the Elves, Humans, and Greys that lived short and fragile lives on the surface. They helped them develop into their very first villages and cities and nations. There were the Elves, regal and graceful, one with nature, that lived in the deep forests of the east. They built their lifestyles to revolve around the planet, harmony being the core principle. Elves with their attunement to the world, developed a natural skill for magic. The Gods loved the Elves because of their harmonious nature, and their wish to protect the planet on which they all lived. The Greys on the other hand, lived in the fiery lava fields of the south, inhospitable to the other races, but pleasantly warm for the Greys. The Greys were a people bound by war. They lived separated, loyal to their clan. They were battle-hungry and blood-thirsty, almost all obsessed with the idea of getting stronger. The Clans often warred with each other for pure enjoyment. The Greys are an incredible people, naturally stronger than the other races. The Gods loved the Greys because of the bold and prideful way they acted. Humans are the most common. They have a thirst for exploration, a natural curiosity. They rapidly filled the rest of the world, adapting to each surrounding with no problem, filling the tropical west, the central plains, and the freezing north. Humans are naturally skilled with their hands, being the best craftsmen as well as the best adventurers due to their instinctual exploring tendencies. Humans are incredibly varied as well, coming in all shapes, sizes and colors. The Gods loved the Humans because of their variety and pluck. For hundreds of years, the Gods have been nearly non-existent in the world. They so rarely interacted with the inhabitants of the world that they were often thought of as legends. The Gods were disconnected. The only ones that continued the ancient tradition of fervent god-worshipping were the Dalians of the West. Technology and civilization advanced to new states without the Gods, and all thought that we no longer needed them. Even elderly elves who remembered still the time of Gods decided that the world had been abandoned, and that there was no point to looking up to them any longer. The races rarely interacted, keeping to themselves mostly. Three individual nations of humans formed, the Imperial Xha of the Northern Plains, the Dalians of the Western Coast, and the Kingdom of Kele of the Central Desert. The world did not stop for the gods. But now that has changed. Two years ago, the gods came back in a sudden and furious way, that of the warpath. They swiftly conquered Xha, the whole empire falling in just a few days. Soon after that, revolutions spread across the whole world. The Dalians, joyful that their gods had returned, swiftly turned the leading of their government and forces over to Dayben, the King of the Gods. The country from thenceforth became known as the Theocracy of Dayben. The King of Kele was assassinated by his brother, Aleksandr, and the heir Nikolai was forced out. Soon afterwards Aleksandr essentially allowed Dayben full authority, though Aleksandr was left in his position. The Greys in their warlike clans could not be so easily crushed. But regardless, clan after clan fell to the infinitely more powerful gods. The Greys were enslaved and put into labor camps for no other reason than to crush their rebellious spirits. Only the most powerful clans remain unsubjugated, and there are whispers of a demonic cave that might provide the answers that they need. The Elves had already been embroiled in a time of terrible political tension, and it took only a few whispers and some strategic moves and the Elves were all at each others throats, divided into factions of rebels led by Vey and traditionalists led by Queen Trisn. The elderly elf Shub has been making efforts to convince them that they are fighting for no reason, but has had no luck yet. This is the world of Rise of the Fallen. Be sure to read topics pertaining to your characters in the spoilers that are coming next. Magic: Technology: Dalians: Kele: Xha: Elves: Greys: Humans: Gods: Now you my friends, are the Fallen. You've been crushed, but not broken. Beaten down, but not defeated. And it is time that you rise. Rules: 1. No godmodding, this means autohitting, controlling another's character, being absurdly powerful, and mass slaughter are all off limits. 2. Do not kill any one else's character without their permission. I do encourage character death as a way to advance plot and character lines though. 3. Try to stay within the confines of the world I have built while making your own characters and tales. I seek to encourage world-building without things getting too insane with space deities or new races. 4. Grammar is important, and since I've rped with most people, you're likely fine. If I know that there's a problem then I'll pm you and give you a chance to change your style, but I will not outright deny your characters. If it remains a problem in game I will ask you to leave though. 5. Interact with characters and NPCs and build tales that you will enjoy and others will remember. And most of all have fun with it. I will make considerable efforts to involve everyone that I can through the use of NPCs, but if you consistently go out of your way to be alone, there's not a whole lot I can do to help you out. 6. Be sure to follow KH13 rules as a whole, which includes no graphic sexual imagery. Also respect everyone please, I don't need people picking fights with each other. Character Sheet: Name: Age: Gender: Race: Appearance (don't sweat it if you can't find an image of gray skinned people, just use a regular image and say they have gray skin): Abilities (this includes magic, godly powers, or assorted abnormal skills): Weapons (Greys use only a single weapon, make note of whether this is the weapon they've had since the ritual or not): Personality: Bio: Miscellaneous: Author's Note: This was going to be a stat based RP but I am beginning to realize that that is way too much work. So instead I took the setting and repurposed it for freeform. You'll also have noted the existence of ancient legends of the races being able to fight against gods. DO NOT put this ability in your character sheet. It is something that will be exposed and taught in the RP. Thank you, and please enjoy. If you have interest in playing one of the NPCs I have already mentioned in the OP then please PM me and we can talk it over.