In a world populated by anthromorphs, the greatest kingdom in the land is that of the Talan Empire. From the capital city of Tala, all roads lead to every other city, town, and hamlet throughout the civilized world. People from all races and clans congregate in the grand city where the Senate presides in their opulent palace. The intrigues of the court are the stuff of legends, and the rise and fall of regimes has created a rich history.
Despite the new age of science, art, and reason, some archaic practices remain. Slavery is still commonplace in the wealthier classes. Superstition and magic are still powerful social forces and crafts. And though mobility through the social ladder is not unheard of, it is still uncommon.
It is in this age and this city where our story begins.
I wanted to give a try at a high fantasy thread for furry/anthro RPing. Post a character, and let's put a story together.
Name: Alkos
Race: Jungle cat anthro
Sex: Male
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 208 lbs.
Pelt: Bronze with dark shading and a white chest, mouth, and palms
Eyes: Green
Description: Alkos stands tall and proud. He has the lean, muscular build of a warrior and long, thin tail. One can observe his mood by the slope of his ears and whether or not his claws are retracted. His face is very feline, sloping down into a short snout and flat, pink nose. He is seldom dressed in more than a loin cloth and gauntlets.
Background: Alkos is the last prince of a tribe of cat anthros from the jungles to the south. Slavers attacked his people, killing off half of them and selling the rest into slavery one by one as they made their way north. Alkos' temperament made it difficult for him to be sold.
His heart is broken as he was forced to watch the destruction of his tribe only days before his father was to pass on the mantle of leadership to him. His father was one of the first to die. His younger sister, one of the first to be sold as a slave. His friends and comrades in battle are either dead or slaves as well. With each stop the slavers' caravan made, Alkos was forced to watch another part of his life ripped from him.
However, the spirit of the tribe of Green Eyes was hard to break. For every dagger placed in his heart, it only strengthened the prince's desire for vengeance, the desire to one day reunite his people.
After four months of travelling, the caravan reached the city of Tala, the capital of the empire. Alkos had picked up enough of the Common tongue to understand that the slavers intended to take him and several other slaves to the Senate, perhaps to see if some of the wealthy clientelle would be able to tame these unruly slaves. Perhaps in the court of the Senate, he could find a way to win his freedom...
Despite the new age of science, art, and reason, some archaic practices remain. Slavery is still commonplace in the wealthier classes. Superstition and magic are still powerful social forces and crafts. And though mobility through the social ladder is not unheard of, it is still uncommon.
It is in this age and this city where our story begins.
I wanted to give a try at a high fantasy thread for furry/anthro RPing. Post a character, and let's put a story together.
Name: Alkos
Race: Jungle cat anthro
Sex: Male
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 208 lbs.
Pelt: Bronze with dark shading and a white chest, mouth, and palms
Eyes: Green
Description: Alkos stands tall and proud. He has the lean, muscular build of a warrior and long, thin tail. One can observe his mood by the slope of his ears and whether or not his claws are retracted. His face is very feline, sloping down into a short snout and flat, pink nose. He is seldom dressed in more than a loin cloth and gauntlets.
Background: Alkos is the last prince of a tribe of cat anthros from the jungles to the south. Slavers attacked his people, killing off half of them and selling the rest into slavery one by one as they made their way north. Alkos' temperament made it difficult for him to be sold.
His heart is broken as he was forced to watch the destruction of his tribe only days before his father was to pass on the mantle of leadership to him. His father was one of the first to die. His younger sister, one of the first to be sold as a slave. His friends and comrades in battle are either dead or slaves as well. With each stop the slavers' caravan made, Alkos was forced to watch another part of his life ripped from him.
However, the spirit of the tribe of Green Eyes was hard to break. For every dagger placed in his heart, it only strengthened the prince's desire for vengeance, the desire to one day reunite his people.
After four months of travelling, the caravan reached the city of Tala, the capital of the empire. Alkos had picked up enough of the Common tongue to understand that the slavers intended to take him and several other slaves to the Senate, perhaps to see if some of the wealthy clientelle would be able to tame these unruly slaves. Perhaps in the court of the Senate, he could find a way to win his freedom...
