OOC/Casting Call: The Wanderers' Quest

[Dark Warrior]

They are society's outcasts, or the ones that choose it for themselves. They are vagrants, nomads, lone wolves, wanderers.

And now, the fate of the world rests in their hands.

A quest, the details of which are yet to be revealed, will be undertaken by a group of these "wanderers".

Ok, open to everyone. Feel free to create any kind of character. We're talking a magical medieval type setting, swords, armour, magic, elves, the like. I won't make many restrictions at the moment, so feel free to be as creative as possible. Absolutely no gunpowder weapons, and only wanderers allowed here (The character, that is).
Anyway, without further ado, my character.

Name: Zeslakk
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Deity: Phoenix, the Re-Life Giver
Age: In this body, 32. But he claims to be hundreds of years old.
Height: 5'10"
Build: Lithe
Hair: Black, medium-length
Eyes: Very dark brown, nearly black
Attire: Wears only a black and red karate-style gi. Prefers agility over protection.
Weapon: Magic and his fists.
Fighting Style: A completely unique style rare even in the only place it is practiced, his homeland, the far west of the land of Asgorth. The art is practiced only by priests of Phoenix, a God worshipped only in his homeland. The style is something close to that of your traditional monks, believing that the ultimate weapon is their own body, their fists and feet, and their mind, but they also channel magical energy to fuel amazing feats of dexterity and skill. Such a style is completely unknown in the area that this story takes place, the eastern reaches of the world.

Bio: Zeslakk is a priest of Phoenix, the God of Re-Life. That is, Phoenix is in charge of taking care of lost souls (the dead) and giving them his greatest gift, rebirth, planting them in a new-born baby's body. Hence his belief that he is hundreds of years old, having apparently been "reborn" many times. He was an orphan, with no memories of his past family, and placed into the care of the Phoenix priests and eventually trained in their arts. Whilst he had the mental stillness and discipline needed to harness the abilities of the Phoenix priests, it was clear that in his heart he longed for more than a quiet life, praying in a temple. All his mentors advised against it, but Zeslakk remained stubborn, and when his basic training was completed, he left the temple and began his travels, seeking the experience needed to become a master in the world outside, knowing he would not find it in his home temple. His travels had brought him across the Great Continent, and at the present time he is along the Eastern coast. In a land where Phoenix is not worshipped, a priest of the god has no friends. Nor has he any enemies; he is simply a wanderer.

Alright, so there ya go. Feel free to join in. PM or just post it here. Look forward to see you joining.

 

[Zircon]

Hi DW,

This is a character from a thread that died before it started. But the gist of it is similar to that of your character. Hope this acceptable. I have changed a few things to fit your world.

Name : Altalus (Al)
Height : 6' 2"
Weight : 220 lbs.
Age : Indeterminate
Sex : Male
Hair : Black, Shoulder length
Eyes : Multi-Faceted Iris - Brown(Resting) to Fiery Red(Angry)
Appearance : Human looking. Always cloaked except during battles and skirmishes. Deep Cowl covering his eyes. Sees the world much like a wasp, multiple views, very sharp and can detect heat like mosquitoes.

Weapons : The tops of his palms, knees and elbows can extrude at will long thin ‘objects’ that can cut through leather armor, as well as inject poison. Poison is created internally by his liver, traveling through his bloodstream. He has learnt martial arts, much like Tai-chi, a free-form flowing style that imitates the forces of nature like the wind and waters of rivers. He uses the protrusions like a sword. He is also very quick, which means that he can have his protrusion spring out and at your throat before you can draw your sword.

History :

Altalus was born a man, only this much he remembers. He has no last name, and no memory of his previous life or his family. Through the tide of history, Altalus changed into this ‘thing’. His change was attributed to his association with a minor Lomar God called Posttur – a malevolent god, depicted with the head of a wasp. Altalus ‘used-to’ worship Posttur, and Posttur changed him into sometime like a cross between a man and a wasp. He was sent out into the world by Posttur to create havoc, by turning Altalus into an assassin. Altalus in the course one of his assignments saved his target instead of killing him. The target happened to worship Thahnis, the Goddess of learning, the ibis headed goddess, a sister of Posttur. Through their travels and misadventures together, Altalus began to ‘wake up’ from the clutches of Posttur with the old scribe’s assistance. A strange accident, which Altalus suspected was directed by Posttur, returned the old scribe back to the bosom of Thahnis. He now roams the lands righting the wrongs that Posttur had created while searching for a way or someone to give him his humanity back. But Posttur and Thahnis were minor God and Goddess. And minor Gods are not worshipped as widely as the major God and Goddesses.

 

[The GrandMage]

Oh, hey, this sounds fun and interesting with a touch of origionality and unusualness. Why the hell not, I'll jump in.

Name: Linden
Gender: Male
Race: Human/Lycanthrope (Wererat)
Deity:-Assuming I can just put whatever I want- Hubar, God of the Hunt.
Age: Unknown, but around twenty-five.
Height: 6'1"
Build: Atletically muscular.
Hair: Brown, cropped close to his head at uneven sizes.
Eyes: Brown.
Attire: Loose-fitting long pants, raggedly cut at his ankles, He wears a simple helmet that covers his cranium, and a loose coat.
Weapon: A bastard sword he keeps across his back, and a battle axe hanging from his belt.
Appearance: A muscular man, most of his body is covered in a criss-cross of claw scars and bite marks running across his muscles. Whether it's the way he holds his head, or the mount of sleep he's getting, his eyes are dark, and he gives off an 'aura' of danger. In actuality, he's just a scary looking man who delights in the fear he provokes, smiling mysteriously to himself almost constantly.
Fighting Style: A wild, unpredicatble blend of streetfighting and martial arts. His defense is stronger than his attacks, and he exploits every weakness of his opponent. He always overestimates his opponent, and enjoys killing by hand, using his weapons only to meet the weapons of his opponents.

Bio: Linden was abandoned as a child, and taken in by a group of entertainers. He grew up, fighting wild animals for the amusment of the masses. Bears, lions, wolves, and worse, his body is covered in scars from those battles, and his fioghting style resembles the wild animals he took on with his bare hands. He left the entertainers, striking out on his own after a particularly bad fight against three giant rats, a rarity brought in by a wealthy crowdmember. Now, he's a wererat, changing in the full moon to a form the combination of rat and man. A ratlike head and large tail, his limbs remained very human, taking on rodentish qualities. In the form, he has the ability to change into a giant rat, but finds it hard to control himself, and more than once has awoken without memory of horrors he has committed the night before.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Good and good... good characters, both of you. I was thinking maybe a group of 4 or 5, but it's not really specified, so I guess I'll just leave the OOC here for a day or two more...

 

[Dark Warrior]

BUMP

Anyone else interested?

 

[Dark Warrior]

Alright, well, I guess I'll just start up the main thread and hope for some more people to jump in...

 

[Lady Talia]

I would like to join if it is still possible

Name: Talia Xari Jazel
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Race : Human
Deity: Astarte: Goddess of Fertility
Height: 5ft 6'
Build: Tall ,slim and athletic
Hair: Long black hair, worn free
Eyes: Midnight Blue
Attire: Loose fitting black robes and sandals.. Has a medallion around her neck and a gold ring on the right hand. Rides a black stallion named Night.
Weapons: Two swords. Shadow walking abilty, elemental magic and divination.
Fighting Style: She uses different types of martial arts to create a graceful and deadly sword stlye. She can become a shadow and cannot be seen or hurt in this form. Is extremely fast.

Bio: She was raised by her parents who by thre strict rules and regulation drove the girl to seek the shelter of the nomads in the forest. She is emotionless by nature and is chronically afraid of spiders. She is somewhat of a mystery disappearing into thin air. No one knows or cares who she is or where she came from. She believes that death and life are in a parallel..she worships her Goddess and occasionally steps in to save the under dog for the purpose of not getting rusty. Worried by the visions of the future she sees but does not try to change it as the nomads who taught her her skills warned.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Uhm, yeah, I'm sure your character can find a place.

 

[Dark Warrior]

There we go, I fitted you in.
Oh, and if you were wondering, the woman is you, Talia. WOW, that was hard to see coming, wasn't it?

 

[Zircon]

Welcome Talia...hoped you enjoy the addiction that's Lit RP...

Z

 

[Silhouette]

Hello.

Hail and well met! Dark Warrior has given me permission to join this story thread. As per his suggestion, I am posting my character.



Given name: Koyuki
Sex: Female
Race: Human – a Mejiro
Age: 20

Physical appearance: an albino with almond-shaped silver-colored eyes and snow white hair (long and straight and usually worn in a single thick braid), petite and slender of build, height = 155cm (5ft 2 in.), weight = 40 kg (90lbs), she has a small star-shaped birthmark on center of her forehead; her features are very exotic and delicate and would be considered pretty if it were not for her heritage.

Unique ability: Mejiros are gifted with the ability to heal all forms of physical ailments and injuries, some can even raise the dead but at great risk to themselves.

Occupation: Runaway slave

Clothing: ordinary clothing of the era (tunic, leggings, sleeves), soft leather boots and hooded black cloak that is always worn to covers her head and features from public view.

Weapons: Koyuki carries an ordinary oaken staff. Her combat skills are below average, in other words, she isn’t very good.

History: Shunned by humans because of their strange colorlessness, the peaceful Mejiros were killed till the race was nearly extinct. The handful that survived lived as outcasts. However, those that survived are now running again. They are being hunted to serve as slaves to powerful mages. It turns out that Mejiros, though gifted with the active ability to mold the very essence of life forces, have a unique passive ability. They are natural power vessels. Meaning Mejiros can augment the powers of anyone, increasing their abilities several hundred times. Unfortunately, power vessels can literally be drained to death and the process of augmenting is painful.

Koyuki was caught by slavers and sold to a dark mage to be used as a power vessel. Disgusted to be an abused slave and even worse, to be used for evil, Koyuki broke free and ran away and has been dodging and avoiding capture from the dark mage’s minions. However, her luck is about to run out.

 

[Zircon]

DW,

Had to drag this up from the crypts...

I'll be gone for the whole of next week... could you move my character during that time?

Z

 

[Dark Warrior]

Sure thing, Z.

 

[gohan18]

Hey DW can i join this thread

 

[hybirdx]

I hope you don't mind DW. But I would like to join too, if it is ok with you

 

[Dark Warrior]

*Sigh*

Hmmm, I still don't understand these people who want to jump into threads that are already 4 or 5 pages in. Still, I guess you can join, but only coz I'm a nice guy... (yeah right)...
Well, anyway, I hope you can both find the time to read at least most of what has gone on so far in the thread, because, as you've probably guessed, we're a little further than what is written in this OOC thread. So, if you don't mind, read it, and if you have an idea for a character and how you can slot them in, gimme a yell, either on this OOC thread or in my PM.
Oh, and hybird, I'm still annoyed that you stole my very first signature and used it as your own. Or close enough to. But then, you young 'un wasn't around here on these threads back when I had my "I am the Balance" signature, so I'll excuse it.

 

[hybirdx]

huh? I stole your signature? Sorry about that!

 

[Dark Warrior]

Nuh, it's not a problem. And you didn't really steal it, it just is similar. But, don't worry about it, it was just a little joke on my part

 

[hybirdx]

heh! Uh wait.... What was my first signature? Ah oh well! I'll post up a character soon!

 

[Dark Warrior]

Oh, u changed your signature again. Well, whatever.

 

[hybirdx]

Oh! you mean My ''hmmph! Life can suck when you're a ninja!" ? Yeah I got it from a frein who learned martial arts.

Ok I'm just checking, almost anything go's when you're creating a character right?

 

[Silhouette]

Apologies and a thank you.

Just wanted to say thank you very much for allowing me to participate in your story thread. Was never my intention to complicate things. I was confused on what to do next and had assumed the party had yet to reach their destination. Thus I decided to be more creative and flesh out my character a bit more. And having a mysterious treant provided the perfect opportunity for me to work off of.

My apologies for muddling up the story line. I really was trying to leave it open ended. I definitely need to work more on my writing techniques. It was a pleasure and honor working with you all.

*bows and goes off in search of another story thread to play in*

 

[Dark Warrior]

Well... that was a rather sudden exit, I must admit.
Please, don't make any apologies. I think your writing was very good, and that's the truth. It's good to have you on Lit - remember, you're always welcome in any threads I start/own, and I'll look out for any threads started by you.

 

[The GrandMage]

Who complicated things? I don't understand that.

Was it because of my character's opinion? If it was, thatwasn't really my opinion. It was good writing. I don't see a thing that got complicated, until she left, of course. Now I have no idea how my character should respond,......Oh, great, now I'm lost! Damnit! It was just here a moment ago!

Of for crying out loud. I can't post for a while, I need to figure out how my character would respond. I had the mindset all ready, but now I have to go run some tests on the simpleminded warrior to see how he acts.

 

[Guest]

Ok here go's...

Name: Zylo
Age:16 (in humman years as he claims)
sex:male
Race: No one realluy knows, yet they call him a shadow fighter
Weapons:has different type, but his favorite is his bug katana, made from different giant bugs

Fighting style: hybrid shinobi ninjitsu and yurie kamon dragon arts is his choice of fighting, making him very quick and good at hiding. Also making him be able to transform into different were beast and use dragon powers

Bio: Zylo had always been alone when it came to traveling, when he was born his family was killed except for him and his older brother. After his 7'th birthday hisbrother took him to a school to learn how to fight. Quickly learning how to fight, he left the school of hybrid art and decided to learn dragon arts. After a few months he decided that he needed to find out who he was, and left to findout who he is, and what he will become