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Order of the Silver Wolf [SOCIAL GROUP ARCHIVE]

Shall we Begin?

  • I really want to Start Another Rasuliverse RP

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Pen

The game is on!
Name: Raion (real name unknown)
Age: 19
Race: Neko
Class: Samurai
Sub Class: Ronin
Weapon of Choice: Katana
Element: Light
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Nejaropa
Morality: Lawful;Good
Backstory: Raion woke up on the floor in a dark and damp room. He didn't know where he was or how he got there. In fact, he didn't remember anything at all. Not even his own name. Some men came into the room and saw that Raion was awake so they became hostile and tried to bind him. With a lot of effort and struggle, Raion managed to escape from the men and leave the room. He continued out of the building. It was a small wooden house but Raion didn't look back as he ran. He ran for his life straight ahead until dawn came. He didn't have anything. No food and no money or anything. And his clothes could barely be concidered clothes, being as ripped as they were. So with nothing at all this young man started anew. Over the next few months he learned about the continent he was on and he gave himself the name Raion. Eventually he was able to get new clothes and a small home in Marumo. He wouldn't settle down though. He would use his home as a base while he figured out who he was and also tried to gather allies to rebel against the dictator-like emperor.
Personality question: What's your favorite song?:

Name: Xero
Age: 234
Race: Seraph (Cherubim)
Class: Knight
Sub Class: Dragoon
Weapon of Choice: Naginata
Element: Air
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Lythan
Morality: Chaotic;Good
Backstory: Xero was born and raised with the other Seraphs in Lythan. However, as he grew older he got tired of their cast system. He wanted others to look up to him instead of always being looked down on. So Xero left the floating Seraph islands and settled on the mainland of Lythan. Living among other races Xero gets more respect than he did before and he feels more special. He doesn't miss his days in the Seraph society, but can't help but feel like somewhat of an outsider even though he's been living on the main continent for several years now.
Personality question: What's your favorite song?:

Name: Aqaros
Age: 34
Race: Mer
Class: Cleric
Sub Class: Healer
Weapon of Choice: Katar
Element: Water
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Morgavia
Morality: Neutral;Good
Backstory: Aqaros always wanted to become a healer. His desire to help those in grave need has always existed. Being as dedicated as he is he became a prominent cleric at a young age and has since been curing the world one small step at a time. He often feels the need to prove himself to others even when it's not necessary. He's somewhat of a showoff. He currently swims around the coast of Morgavia, helping out when he gets the chance. Aqaros is a strong believer in peace and love.
Personality question: What's your favorite song?:
 
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DekuNut

I play my drum for you
Joined
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Location
Tangent Universe
Name: J'onn
Age: 43
Race: Daemon
Class: Knight
Sub Class: General
Weapon of Choice: Halberd
Element: Fire
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Morgavia
Morality: LG
Backstory: A career soldier and general in the Daemonic army, J'onn has done many things in the name of loyalty and patriotism. However, hes starting to question his own morals and beliefs when he realizes that his king is pushing towards War with the surface world.
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Name: Devon Boven
Age: 28
Race: Human
Class: Mage
Sub Class: Warlock
Weapon of Choice: Shadow magic
Element: Shadow
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Lythan
Morality: NG
Backstory: Three years ago, his family farm was threatened by a band of mercenaries. His family was unable to stop them from following through on their promises, nor were they able to meet their demands. It was then he was contacted by his "sponsor": an evil being that referred to itself as Sol. Sol offered to share his immense power with the man, so long as he entered into a blood pact to serve him. In his desparation, Devon agreed, and when the bandits came back, Devon killed them all. Frightened by his own power and disowned by his superstitious family, he went to seek out Sol in order to end the contract... but once you've been talked into a contract, you can't just leave. So he does his master's bidding, doing his best to mitigate the damage he does and find loopholes in Sol's words. His end goal is to rid himself of the accursed man once and for all.
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Name: Sol
Age: Unknown
Race: Sheikah
Class: Mage
Sub Class: Sorcerer
Weapon of Choice: Dark magic
Element: Dark
Appearance: Coming after work
Native Continent: Lythan
Morality: NE
Backstory: Sol has long been known as someone to go to if you need something done. But nothing is free in life, and nobody costs more than Sol. And don't try to betray him - even those who succeed end up losing in the end.
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Name: Noc Soare
Age: 33
Race: Human
Class: Fighter
Sub Class: Soulblade
Weapon of Choice: A weapon of red energy. He has never told anyone where it comes from, but it can take on any shape; usually that of an estoc.
Element: Fire
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Morgavia
Morality: Lawful Evil
Backstory: A human warlord born in Metric City, when he was 20 he fought and killed a Daemon warrior by the name of Ose and stole from him his magic weapon. Only Noc is aware of how it works.
When he was 26, Noc and a bunch of his men traveled west and conquered a wolven city in the moors. They renamed it Noctis, after him. He sits as the town's leader, seven years later, lusting for the wars he knew in his youth.
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Name: Hitomu
Age: 19
Race: Neko
Class: Ranger
Sub Class: Hunter
Weapon of Choice: Bow-and-arrow
Element: Earth
Appearance:
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Native Continent: Nejaropa
Morality: NG
Backstory: Hitomu didn't initially want to come to war, but he chose to come in order to prove his worth to his girlfriend's father. He's a skilled hunter, and has used his bow to take down many creatures in the past. He secretly hopes that that's the only thing he'll ever have to use it for.
Song:
 
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Storm

Ghost of The Roleplay Section
Joined
Sep 10, 2011
Location
Hell
11th of Fall, 502
Pentos, Wind District, East Lythan

The Streets of Lythan are bustling as a Monk works his way through to the Temple of the Dragons. He knealt before the Statue of the Wood Dragon and said his prayers. this Pilgrimage would be his last before taking on the full responsibilities of Priesthood.
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The Red Nymph, South Dock, Valley of the Dragons, South Lythan
a Dwarf Bartender madam polishes cups as her favorite customer came in for the Night. This Paladin of the Fire Dragon sits down and drinks the Signature Drink, the Red Nymph. a Cinnamon-tasting vodka concoction with a kick of spice
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The Black Prison of Auranya, Thundering Plains, Horn of Mikelo
An Iluvyn tries to Focus on the Iron to Melt it, but to No Avail. without the Hammer he is nothing. It has been so long since He's seen someone, he even forgot his Name. he only knew one thing: He was innocent of whatever crime they charged him with
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Cair Adaman, Forest of Iron Pines
Nothis awakes to the Sun of his Balcony. he walks the empty halls and decides this would be the Day he would adventure to gain reinforcements to help him with the Cataclysm he was warned about
 

Pen

The game is on!
Xero enters a bar somewhere in Pentos. He was in the mood for some unexpected company, as he sometimes was, and was hoping to meet some interesting characters while enjoying a drink or twelve. He takes a seat by the counter and orders something similar to a whiskey.
 

Storm

Ghost of The Roleplay Section
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Location
Hell
Uthyr rolls into a bar, maybe get some information about how to get to some of the Temples, knowing they were on the Floating Islands
 

Pen

The game is on!
Marumo, Nejaropa

Half a year had passed since Raion suffered his amnesia. In the months since then he had learned about the land and managed to get himself a base and an income as an honest samurai for hire. Having met lots of people since his amnesia he knew well how the people of Nejaropa were treated by the leaders. Only those living in the capital, Vin, where the emperor also lived, were able to lead respectable lives. Everyone else were poor and just barely able to get by. The authority sometimes offers food to the civilians but only after immense amounts of protests, and even then, the food is nigh rotten and only serves to keep the people living, not much more than that. Having witnessed this first hand Raion could no longer tolerate it, so he has now gathered a small rebel force of trustworthy individuals he had met briefly in his past six months of traveling. Raion is currently in his base awaiting the arrivals of the fellow rebels that he had called upon.
 

Storm

Ghost of The Roleplay Section
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Location
Hell
Marumo,Nejaropa

Tsubaki works her way through the alleys and halls of the city, getting whistles and cat calls (No Pun Intended)
 

Pen

The game is on!
Xero smirks. "You're a fast one to ask questions, aren't ya?" he starts. "Well what can I say? I kinda like it down here. People are nicer. And the beverages here are far superior too!" He takes a big sip from his big glass.
 
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