Spellsong: OOC (Open)

[roleplaylifer]

Sigh....gonna try this again. For those who have posted with me in the past, many know that I have a very hectic job....which could have been made easier on me with the addition of personnel in certain fields. Lack of that afformentioned personnel has forced me to work long, tiring hours for roughly the last 6 months....totally destroying any mood I would normally have for the blissful creation of long descriptive, not to mention erotic tales here on Literotica. My problems have recently come to what I hope is very lasting closure, so here I am to attempt this one more time.

This is a fantasy based storyline: Swords, sorcery, and most anything in between as long as we shy away from the technologically advanced. All I ask is that I can get a group of people for this thread that can work together enough to avoid destroying the whole story setting. Please feel free to post your character here before introducing him/her into the storyline.....description is your friend, and is much appreciated by the authors that have come before you, as we can all react accordingly to your introduction. Other than that, I hope that everyone interested will have fun, and that any and all who choose to read the combined works of the authors who choose to partake in this creation will enjoy it as much as we do.

Without further ado:

Alexis o' the Vale
Half-Elven Bard
Age: ???
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Emerald Green (a plain brown leather eye patch covers her left eye, hiding it from view)
Skin Color: Tanned from constant exposure to the sun in her travels.
Weapons: Long knives x2, wire garrote
Magic: Spellsong (Emotion control, minor divination spells, harmony, discord)

Build: Alexis possesses the natural build of a gypsy dancer, having been raised by her mother's side of the family. Strong, toned legs taper downward from her slender waist. Her ample c-cup breasts thrust outward prominently from her body, and she is well aware of her femininity, as well as the effects it can have on those around her. Years of travel have hardened her lithe frame in such a way that only her elven blood can conceal.

Temperment: Alexis is the very spirit of freedom, never staying in any one place for long, and always seeking new things to try. Mischievous almost to a fault, there are few things that Alexis likes better than a swift wit or a clever, but harmless practical joke. It is rumored through the lands that she has travelled, that the bard has been known to take partners of either gender, generally depending on her tempestuous whim. Possessed of an acidic tongue sharpened by years of painful memories and experiences, Alexis continues to seek the only thing she ever has pursued.....that next flush of skin that only the strongest of emotions can bring.....and the next challenge daring to be overcome.

 

[Sky Jade]

Salina Ledaro
Human Spellsword
Age:25
Hieght 5'6"
Wieght: 120 lbs.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Red
Skin: Golden-tone from the sun
Weapons: Magical flame sword, throwing knifes x4
Magic: Divination (Healing and curing), Destruction (Attack spells)


Build: Salina's body is well formed and toned from years of traveling and fighting. Her movements are graceful, and sometimes an air of being royalty slips in whithout her knowing. She is well aware of her femininality and will use it to her advatage at times, though not very often.

History: Salina Ledaro was the youngest of her five sisters. She came from the Ledaro family, rulers of the Saek Kingdom in the Kolden providence. Though she was a princess by blood, she had been raised to live by the way of the sword and magic. Her parents felt that her older sisters would be enough to carry on and rule because she never seemed fit to rule. It could have been the way magic seem to come to her, a rarity among humans. There were wizards and sorceresses through the world, but the often came from the common people, not royalty. It would not be right for a queen to have such power on the throne.

At first her parents were going to give her up to a common family to raise, but Syvia, the captain of the Saek Army, suggested that her talents be put use in protecting the kingdom. Her parents agreed reluctently and Syvia was soon learning the ways of the sword at the age of 5. Syvia also had the court wizard help Salina develop her magical abilities. Selina was a natural at magic and soon reached the point that the court wizard could not teach her any more by the time she was 18. Selina had also become a masterful fighter, prefering to use a short sword in one hand and a dagger in the other.

At the age of 18, Syvia released Selina from her care and told her to find her own way in the world. She had many battles with monsters, fought bandits, and even rescued a young queen dragon from danger.

Selina was now 25. The young queen she had rescued was named Beth'ria and had became her traveling companion, often carrying her in the sky and over land on her back.

Temperment: Selina has never really been one to stay in one place one she find the freedom of being on her own. She has a sweet temper for the most part, though she does have her bad side. Though it does happen, her anger is quite sutle. Her face won't show her anger all the time, but her actions always do. Though she usually travels alone with her dragon, she does try and seek out those who she can bond with.

 

[roleplaylifer]

Welcome to my revisitation of my Bardsong thread that was supposed to be a revisitation of your Dark Days of Old thread, Sky Jade. Soooo good to see you again! (hugs)

Looking for a few more descriptive players. Please feel free to join as long as you post your characters here first.

 

[Sky Jade]

:hugs: I'm glad to be back in this one. Hopefully we can keep things going this time.

 

[devilsargument]

Nine Princes in Amber

Name: Rand "Random" Andrevich
Human (For the most part) Sorcerer
Age: late 20's early 30's.
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 200 pounds.
Eyes: Brown {the pupils are starred with a 'sorcerer's mark'}
Hair: Brownish, with blonde undertones, especially when he is exposed to the sun for long periods.
Weapons: Quarter staff with approriate focus markings for evocation spells, non-magical middling quality recently sharpened dagger.
Gear: Brown robes with areas dyed red, though they look more like blood stains than reddish dye on the brown linen. They are very artistic, however. He carries no components (he doesn't need them) He does however have the basic complement of goods, even 45' of rope and a hook. He keeps most things in his pack, save for a few potions in his belt along with his dagger, and of course his staff is usually not packed away...
Magic: Evocation (the working of the will on the surrounding world) Summoning (and dismissal, of course) Transmutation (changing self and others; though as yet he is not very good)and a large number of minor illusions.

Description: Random is a tall, tall fellow, his body gaunt as if he never eats. He looks half starved, to boot, though seems to show no real signs of the damage that real starvation would cause. His eyes are brown, with irises that have funny striations in a star pattern, marking him as a sorcerror. His body, when it is exposed is strong, skin stretched tight over iron cords of sinew. Both of his nipples are pierced with gold barbells, that curve ever so slightly out of the flesh. Goodness knows if he has any others that are not visible. His body is curved in tattoos in a fashion similar to the staff, flowing elaborate designs and intricate glyphs of power. He exudes an aura of confidence seemingly at peace with himself, for the most part.

He typically wears a heavy robe, along with leggings and a doublet underneath, all of undyed flaxen brown. It appears the robe was the target of an attempt at dying it red, or at least madder, but it seems to have been botched. The dye, at least doesn't come out when he gets rained on. But it doesn't look like anything but blotches, either.

He frequently eschews the robe, packing it away when the days is clement.

--

Background: Random was born to a middle ranking nobleman and his mistress, and as such was shunted from place to place around the nobleman's demense when he was young. His mother has always cared for him, but she was parted from him soon after the boy began to show signs of sorcery at puberty.

The nobleman, seeing his chance, paid for a number of the cruelest and most atavistic sorcery masters to come and train his bastard progeny. The very bleakest was Shere Mora'th who eventually came to claim the boy. Random served as an apprentice to the Summoner for a number of years before at last being released on his own but a few months ago. Working for Shere Mora'th has given him a small nest egg, which he is attempting not to squander but it also dragged him very far from home, and naturally, the amount he has been allowed, while no small sum was not nearly enough to convince Mora'th to teleport him home. Or even summon a flying creature large enough to carry him. He resolves to return home, when he can, but seems to be searching for something...at loose ends. Any boat has long since left following seasonal trades, and he knows the passes to his home are treacherous indeed. He is not certain what to do, but knows if he can wait perhaps another half a year, he could have passage on a boat, and make a journey of several months into that of a handful of weeks...

-D-

 

[Lotharian]

Think you could use the help of a Lotharian character in the thread?

Name: Gimric Ironforge

Quintessential Dwarf

Age: Seems to be in his early 30's by human standards, but is really 50.

Weight: 275 lbs

Height: 4'2"

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Red

Weapons: An ancestral axe passed down his family from each father to son, and one of the recent discoveries of the Dwarves, the matchlock rifle. (Though he prefers the axe)

Gear: A Dwarven Breastplate and a right pauldron, his pick, some smithing tools, a length of 100 ft. of rope for the mountains, some climbing gear, a torch, rations, and flask 'o' the good stuff'.

Description: He's a wide, stout fellow, with a long braided beard (the honour of a Dwarf), and his hair is ground into a pony-tail in the back. And more often than not, he is wearing his breastplate with a large symbol of the Dwarves, a hammer over an anvil. Along with normally using his large battle-axe as a walking stick.

Background: Gimric was bore to the proud Ironforge clan of the Dwarves. The Ironforge Clan prided itself with the great Dwarven trades, axecraft, smithing, gemworking, and stonemasonry. Gimric was the 17th in line to the clans leadership, so he was privledged to a pretty good life. He was trained fiercly in the use of the axe and the use of the forge. At a young age, Gimric was already able to smith his own weapons if need be, and was joining in the Goblin hunts within the great Dwarven halls.

Recently, Gimric decided against the wants of some of his family, as to head out into the world and to try to see what he may learn from the other peoples in the world. Or at the very least, get some freaking nice trophies. Awarded from his pa one of those new rifles that he had heard word on, Gimric headed out in the world.

"Awww. A wee baby gobby. Hand me me hatchet."-Gimric

 

[roleplaylifer]

Welcome to the thread, Lotharian. Its a pleasure having you with us. ^_^

 

[roleplaylifer]

Btw.....due to the nature of my position at work. I usually only get the chance to post later at night. These last two posts have actually been while I've been on break, hence their brevity. Looking forward to posting tonight....see you all then! ^_^

 

[Pywakit]

If there's room, I'd love to join this thread! It'll take me a bit to come up with a cool character, though... that's always the hardest part of starting a new thread, I find!

Right now... I'm thinking of writing a female half-demon who has to live on the edge of society since people tend to react poorly to her horns and devil tail. Of course, she's really not that bad a gal once you get to know her... as long as you stay on her good side!

Anyway, let me know if this concept's not too outlandish, roleplaylifer, and if not I'll post up a right & proper description of her. (Which is a way for me to weasel some time on figuring out a name for her!)

 

[Reuisu]

Name: Sir Lewis

Human Warrior

Age: 19 (322, explained below)

Height: 5'11

Weight: 160 pounds

Eyes: Hazey blue

Hair: Dark brown and short

Skin: Pale caucasian

Weapon: Mystic sword, can cast light and destructive blows if strking the ground.

Magic: None except for the sword

Build and clothing: Only slightly muscular as a result of training as a warrior. Nine inch cock, but that's a different weapon he wields. ^_~ Not actively lithe, but can bend enough for standard exercising and... maybe other things. He tends to prefer wearing shining armor or white clothing along with his outfits, just as a tendency of his personality. He does, though, reduce the amount of armor if it helps him be more stealthy.

History: Now, this character sounds a lot like the character from Lady Hanna on the run, right? Well, that's because he IS the same character... only not. The sword that he carries is a bound item, passed on from one warrior to another after its original owner dies. The sword carries the soul of its previous partner in it, along with its memories and personality quirks. As legend goes, the sword is forever bound to be carried on by noble warriors who fight to destroy evil wherever it may arise and help those in need until it defeats its ultimate opponent, thereby releasing the souls into Heaven once it's completed its mission. Every time the owner dies, the sword is eventually picked up and falls into the hands of its next carrier.

As such, Sir Lewis has lived for 300 years, the memories passing from one individual to the next as the sword acts as a guide for the confused individual who must take up the legacy. It need not even be a human male, though. The sword has been passed on to a woman twice now with... unique results, to say the least. It should be noted, though, that it doesn't protect him from all manner of ilk and ill and Lewis is still highly susceptible to magic.



What do you think, sirs and madames? ^_~

 

[Lotharian]

Oh, and Gimric has no magic. I'm going by the standard Dwarven fair that in fact scorn the use of magic.

"Only sissy ninny's depend on a spell. REAL Dwarves use an AXE!" is a way I think they'd say it

And I wouldn't mind having you with us Pykwait. Never really had too much of a chance to RP with you in that last thread and it would be a pleasure and honour to RP with one so well respected as yourself

And I should be posting soon.

 

[Pywakit]

Kalisto

Name: Kalisto
Half-demon thief/pyrokineticist
Age: 20
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Eyes: Crimson
Hair: Long and black, typically worn in a number of narrow braids strung with black and red beads
Skin: Very pale with red stripes along shoulders, back, arms, and legs
Weapon: Whip and stiletto
Magic: Kalisto is a pyrokineticist; she inherited the infernal power to manipulate and generate fire from her demonic mother. Unfortunately, she isn't quite sure how to control her fires, and tends to call upon this magic only when she's truly desperate.

Description: Kalisto wears a suit of form-fitting crimson leather armor,a flowing black cloak, and an red leather open-faced helm. She's less mysterious among those she's about to kill (or those few she counts as friends). Her demonic heritage is obvious not only in her crimson eyes, but in the tiny red horns on her brow (her helm is designed so they protrude from it and look almost like adornments on it rather than real horns) or her two-foot-long demonic tail. (She generally keeps her tail hidden under her armor.) Her body is well-formed, perhaps not as voluptuous as her succubus mother's, but certainly something to catch the eye. The armor she wears covers the red stripes along her shoulders, arms, back, and legs (another gift from her demonic heritage), but it does little to hide her ample curves.

History: Kalisto is the result of an experiment; her father, a notorious warlock named Merastian, conjured and impregnated a succubus. He kept her imprisoned until she bore his child, a half-demoness he named Kalisto. Merastian wanted to know what magical capabilities such a half-breed child might have, but he didn't treat her as his child. Rather, he treated her as an experiment and subjected her to all manner of tortures in an attempt to determine her limits. This was his undoing. When Kalisto reached her 16th birthday, she killed her cruel father and escaped. Since then, she's come to realize that her demonic features mark her as a monster to most she meets, so she's taken to living in the rougher parts of town where people don't ask as many questions. She's managed to get by so far by working as a mercenary, but has found it increasingly difficult to find employers who would rather pay her than betray her to the many priests, warlocks, and sorcerers who seek her for her unusual heritage (either to execute her for being a monster, or to enslave her and draw from her pyrokinetic potentials). Kalisto is aware of her demonic heritage, and hates it with a passion; she takes pains to avoid the urges to harm and destroy, repressing her violent side in a constant attempt to cling to her humanity. At the same time, she draws upon her demonic side to give her an edge in a fight, and her incredible skill with the whip is likely another gift from her demonic mother.

 

[Pywakit]

And I wouldn't mind having you with us Pykwait. Never really had too much of a chance to RP with you in that last thread and it would be a pleasure and honour to RP with one so well respected as yourself.

Hee hee! Not sure where I got the "well-respected" reputation from, but I'll take it!

And now it comes to the "how to introduce Kalisto into the story" section of things...

 

[Lotharian]

Hrm. Maybe it could involve a Dwarf hunting and a meeting

 

[shadowoftheheart]

This one looks like it has a pretty good group in it .. Room for another?

I'm notincing you have plenty of fighters and mages .. perhaps a cleric .. healing is always good, right?

What religions are in this world, or is it my discretion?

(wheels are turning)

 

[roleplaylifer]

Pretty much your discretion as I've not set up a religion hierarchy. A cleric would be nice to have though.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Cool.

Now, I just hope Pywakit's half-demon can get along with a holy woman *gryn*

Wheels still turning .. Should have something up in a few..

Oh, is there a story yet, or just an OOC?

 

[devilsargument]

I didn't mean to barge in, but I'm pleased everyone took it so well. My bio isn't exactly quite up to par but if you all have any questions, let me know. I look forward to playing with each of you...

-D-

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Miranda Kililisdaughter
Priestess of Ninkharak/Kilili, goddess of healing, love, childbirth.

Age: 19
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color: Shoulder length wavy dark brown hair
Eye Color: Pale blue
Skin Color: Rich olive
Weapons: Whip, twisted vine garrote (used to conduct animal sacrifice, rather than used as an actual weapon), bronze-headed mace (smooth, not spiked) She cannot use any bladed or spiked weapons, though drawing blood is not taboo, per se.
Gear: Red robes embroidered with lions and winged serpents. Thick leather belt with an 8-pointed gold star buckle. Ear and finger rings of gold with inset lapis. She uses a knapped-flint knife when she must use a cutting instrument. She is forbidden to use it as a weapon, and may never kill with it.
Magic: Whatever the goddess wills to her -- generally healing and protective magics.


Build: Miranda is slender and curvy, and she keeps herself fit, though not overtly muscular. As she is the devotee of the goddess Kilili, she is required by oaths to her goddess to keep herself beautiful and healthy.

Temperament: Miranda is even-tempered and caring, honestly interested in furthering her goddess' aims. She is slightly naive, believing that everyone .. at least every human-kin .. shares her basic goals. Since she and other priestesses of the goddess double as prostitutes in the pyramid-temple, she does not have any issue with sexuality, nor is chastity or modesty considered a virtue to her. She is not especially promiscuous, however, and is in fact likely to be highly choosey in terms of her sexual partners since sexuality, and even more specifically child bearing and birth, are sacred to her goddess.

Background: Miranda was born in the pyramid temple of Kilili, and raised by the priestess-prostitutes of the goddess. She never knew certainly which one was her mother, but she knew that she was the child of one of these priestesses, and a devotee of Kilili. She was certain from an early age that the goddess wished her to become a priestess, and when it was legally allowed, became a priestess-prostitute in the temple.

Several months ago, she had a vision of a lion that had a snake entwined around it. The beings came to her and told her to leave the temple. The goddess had a purpose for her, and that purpose was beyond what she could achieve as a priestess-prostitute in her temple. The high priestess confirmed her vision by strangling a calf and reading its entrails. Miranda was given gear and blessed by the priestesses, and left the pyramid-temple to travel the world.

Note:

Ninkharak is a dog-headed goddess of healing.
Kilili is a beautiful human-appearing goddess of love and child-birth.
Both are actually bynames of the historical goddess Ishtar, and based loosely on her attributes, as is the pyramid-temple and the priestess-prostitutes.

Lemme know what you think!

 

[devilsargument]

By Marduk's horns!

For what it's worth, since you ask, I like the character. I approve......

-D-

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Thank you, thank you.

She's not your typical (A)D&D cleric-type, but one yes vote makes me feel better *g*

I have to say I like all the other character bios posted, and can't wait to see how Kalisto gets herself into the mix.

 

[Lotharian]

Good to have you Shadow and I look forward to seeing what your sex cleric will unleash on us

But don't worry about any Dwarves pouncing you. Yer too scrawny fer a REAL Dwarf!

 

[Pywakit]

Yeah! Great to have you join us, shadow! I'm getting ready to post Kalisto's first thread to the board... I think the combination of half-demon mercenary & priestess has a lot of potential!

 

[Lotharian]

Well, since you squeezed yourself in, I can add the arrival to my post then...

 

[red_whisper]

The Gray One or Gray
Half-bred Demi-god
Age: 18
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 290

A tall Man Gray can be quite intimidating; his tall presences can belittle even the cockiest of men. The son of a Demi-god, he still hasn’t researched his full potential, however, he knows all to well the threads of fate and how to manage his own prowess.

Helping run an underground group to save the lives of half-bred elves from the full bloods that run their lives in the walled city of Falasco, he has gotten use to life on the run, the gargantuan city is filled to the brim with hiding places, friends and plenty of enemies.

His deep crimson orbs slowly pulsate, imitating the waves of the ocean if looked at with intention. He is a wonder to look upon; his body cut from the mold of a god, his statuesque body seen naked inspires lust from most of the opposite sex. Having two sets of collarbones only shows the length his heritage has taken to protect their kind. His body is quite strongly built.

OCC: Hope I am in