As a note I am currently craving a sort of forbidden love scenario with two races being at war with one another. I was hoping to make it a point that they could come together with maybe a few other people or NPC's to achieve a greater goal than victory for either side. Mainly this is a craving for the ancients amulets storyline but please bear in mind it can be changed to fit the needs / wants of my partners. None of this is set in stone it's simply to give you an idea of what I like / have done in the past! Also I am not too much looking to play Ariana at the moment but should someone wish to tickle the fancy of some of my ons and offs I could certainly be persuaded.Characters I playAriana Laywin
Race: Wood elf
Appearance: White silken skin unblemished to time gave Ariana an almost angelic appearance. Her frame was petite the young elf only standing at about 5'2 but sporting a hefty D cup pair of breasts only making her that much more of a sight to see. Almond colored eyes gave her a bit more of an earthly appeal while her pure white hair framed her lovely face within the confines of a dark brown hooded cloak. A modest green tunic covered her small though shapely form along with a pair of brown skin tight shorts. Thigh high leather boots with skin tight gloves rounded out her attire giving the girl that sort of air of adventure. A bow and quiver appeared to be her only weapons but a spark of something more seem to tingle about her just out of sight.
Note: Ariana is a mage as well as archer though I'll leave to my partner to learn more. http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1208564
( Labeling this NSFW even though there is no nudity as there may be some on the site.)Tristram
- No last name given.
Appearance: Well dressed by all accounts in a nice black cloth set of dress clothes with white bordering. Short grayish hair a suprising color for one so young was allowed to grow out just a bit with his catlike ears poking through the fur on them matching his hair. His tail was about 3 feet in length with fur also matching his hair color as well as being short giving it a silken feel. Almond colored eyes stared almost boredly matching his expression it seeming as if any spark of cheer was long since snuffed out of his character. He exterts an aloof nature accentuated by his expressions and choice of clothing. http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=928316
(labeling this NSFW even though there is no nudity as there may be some on the site)PlotsThe Ancient Amulets - War of the Dorai
(As a side note this is by far my favorite plotline as I've used it many times and never been disappointed.)
( I will be going through this and changing / updating things that aren't to my liking. It took me ages to write before joining this site but I want to ensure it's got a good solid foundation to start on.)
The World of Marna
700 years have passed since the fall of the Goddess of Magic from her throne, her golden tower still standing tall on an island near the center of the earth. The chosen of the goddess children live in hiding to avoid the many bounty hunters that seek them for their high value. To kill a Dorai and present proof of the deed to royalty is to earn a place amongst the nobility of the great expanse of human kingdoms across the world. Although there are some Dorai and mortals that desire peace with one another their numbers are far outweighed by those who wish nothing more than the complete destruction of their long standing enemies. To date only a single battalion of Dorai are known to exist and are lead by the oldest living and most cunning of all the Dorai. A man named Aldarin Va'Lain, known by humans the Black Death for his swift crushing attacks on the Kingdom of Coritani's outer forts. It's yet unknown where he and his battalion reside but it's sure that he has a permanent settlement somewhere under the humans noses.
The attacks by Aldarin have been of little true threat to the Kingdom of Coritani's safety but it is believed that they are a precursor to a larger assault on the Coritian countryside. Aldarin was not the kind of man to waste his time on useless attacks. The food and weapons they had been pillaging from taken then immediately abandoned stations had to be part of a plot. Feeding into this theory the Kingdom of Coritani had been receiving reports that the leader of the band of dorai soldiers wielded powerful magics both light and dark, two faint glows emanating from his neck when he used the spells. These gems that hung about his neck were a mystery to the humans, their history books never having told of these amazingly powerful trinkets. Two questions surfaced that boiled amongst the human aristocracy. Just how many of these amulets were there and what could their purpose be? Whatever the case, if the man known as Aldarin wielded them then they were almost certainly weapons for use against the mortals.
Will the Mortals and Dorai settle their feud or will the fires of war consume the countryside in the wake of their bitter hatred. The story has only begun to unfold, if these two artifacts had surfaced then surely someone had found the other two, perhaps not realizing their true value. Now the search was on for Aldarin and it was left to the Mortals to uncover the mystery of Aldarin Va'Lain and just what he was concocting. However, now word of the existence of these relics have spread, there are those that seek these treasures hoping to unlock their secrets!
The world of Marna is relatively young, its inhabitants having only advanced to the age of swords, castles, and kingdoms. Humans are by far the most numerous of the worlds inhabitants, followed by the reclusive High Elves and even more rare Forest elves. Fellpools(Anthromorphs, crosses between humans and animals with primarily humanoid features but abilities according to their race.) are known to be highly reclusive and tend to avoid other humanoids except in rare cases. The last of the major inhabitants of the world, if they can still be called a major inhabitant are the Dorai. These people can consist of any race, be it human, elf, Fellpool, or otherwise. Their eyes have a dark purple pigmentation, a side effect of the magic coursing through their beings. Other races exist in this world as well but aren't considered major powers for one reason or another.
In the past, several thousand years ago a goddess of unparalleled beauty came from the heavens above to guide the hands of this worlds inhabitants, teach them to prosper and advance. This was first done with trinkets, items that mortals could use to channel mana without bringing it through their bodies, an act that would result in a horrible sickness followed soon by death to those without the goddess gift. These trinkets limited the mortals use of the gift and over time of course they became addicted to the magical force they had done nothing to earn. After several years of devout worship the goddess saw fit to bestow upon her most faithful servants the ability to channel magic through their bodies, a gift that would create a new race known as the Dorai. The new gift allowed the Dorai to explore deeper boundaries to their magical prowess, allowing them not only amazing longevity but the means to expand their magical knowledge beyond that of what trinkets would ever allow.
For a few years the dorai blood mixed with that of the subraces this creating a handful of Dorai, fabled children of the goddess. With the aid of Dorai magic the various peoples of the world advanced at an amazing rate, erecting castles and feats of craftsmanship far beyond what they should have been able to comprehend in such a short amount of time. Everywhere Dorai lived they ushered in a sort of golden age, their powers seeing that there would never be a shortage of food, water, or fire to craft materials needed to build. This grand harmony was to be shortlived however, discontent began to spill into mortal societies where Dorai were looked upon as slavemasters rather than protectors. Why did the goddess allow only a chosen few the gift? Why didn't all of the peoples of this world have it so easy as her favored children? Why couldn't the goddess simply give them all the power she entrusted to so few? These questions brought out the worst in the masses, anger and jealousy eventually breeding hatred toward the goddess children and even herself. Mortal faith in the her judgement eventually waned, and paranoid ideas that they were merely slaves to these magic users spread about. With these poisoned thoughts....too came rebellion and violence.
The mislead propaganda provoked mortals everywhere to turn on their Dorai elders, killing those that resisted and capturing those too helpless or surprised by the sudden uprising to offer resistance. The goddess upon receiving word of the mortals betrayal was devastated, the death of a dorai was to her like the death of a child. Enforcers were sent to the rebelling cities to quell the uprisings and restore order and if possible prevent further needless deaths but it was too little too late. The goddess forces were overwhelmed, their strengths were far greater than those of the mortals but their numbers so small that they were quickly overrun by the hordes of angry and confused mortals. Soon enough her tower was her final bastion of power, her great golden tower standing tall before the invading hordes with her faithful children fighting ferociously both for their survival and the defence of their goddess. Her children being cut down before her was too much for the young being of divinity to bear and her great power she erected a portal and ushered as many of the remaining Dorai as she could to a safe place, away for the time being from the persecution of the human and elven armies.
A fledgling goddess she used all of her strength erecting the portal to move her people to safety. Only she and her personal guardsman, one Aldarin Va'lain remained blade drawn in waiting as the doors to the goddess throne were bashed in. The mixed armies flooded into the room only to be greeted with flames and ice shards cutting into them, ripping through their ranks. The most powerful of the dorai fought valiantly against the invaders but bloodied and weakened from the first 12 soldiers he fought and killed he stood no chance against so many. The goddess in a bid to save her servant dashed between he and the cold steel of a blade that would've dealt his fatal wound. Time seemed to slow as the divine beings flesh gave way to the cold steel her blood staining the floor and splattering across the nearly felled Aldarin's face. The brave knight's expression went blank as he realized what had happened, his mouth hung open and he stared in shock as the blade was ripped from her body to be replaced quickly by another. She would die soon, there was no doubt about it but with one final effort to save her protector she screamed out in agony and a massive burst of energy expelled the masses of humans out of her out of her tower with gale force winds. It formed a force field around the whole thing as well, preventing their entry. It was after that she fell back against Aldarin her breathing slow as she bled out onto the floor every last ounce of her divine powers spent to save her last remaining servant.
Aldarin held his creator in his arms after the ordeal, the thrashed knight trying to at least make her comfortable as her life blood was drained out of her. Reaching up the goddess stroked his chin and spoke. "Followyour brothers and sisters now....I...urgh.." Her body was giving out as she began to let herself go. "I am lost....to this world..." As she passed on her body seemed to fade into nothingness, however her essence remained forming into four small amulets. A diamond, a ruby, an Obsidian, and sapphire. Aldarin cursed the mortals, screaming aloud in his anger at the primitive easily manipulated masses, his fury at losing something so dear to him nearly tearing him apart inside. He went to take the amulets only to find that when he tried to pick up any of them aside from the onyx it faded from his grasp disappearing somewhere out into the world. These jewels must've had a purpose and he could only guess they would hold the key to the destruction of the mortals and prosperity for his kind. When he picked up the onyx trinket however, his body was overcome with a tingling sensation and he passed out. When he awoke he was a forest somewhere along with the rest of the Dorai refugees.
Since that time Dorai have been known as the one true evil in the world, their numbers so beaten down that they cannot reestablish a firm powerbase. Bounties have been placed upon their heads, an attempt by mortals to rid them of what they believed their one true enemy to be. Sadly....this policy hasn't allowed for old wounds to heal, and now even those that wish to make peace with mortals suffer a life of persecution living in the shadows. Long have the past events been forgotten, the goddess and her tower having fallen into mere myth and songs. All that exists now is generation of inbred hate between mortals and Dorai, the majority of either side blind to why they're even fighting in the first place. There still remains one that remembers however, and he and his band seek retributions for the wrongs against them...they seek a new era through the amulets which they believe lay in human hands.
note: please keep in mind the previous text block is my experience with this world. none of it has to be set in stone for the world, it's more for setting than backstory really. I will not be posting nations or anything like that so that players can dream up their own version of my world! Also there is a much more sinister force behind the mortal betrayal than just jealousy, it'll be revealed eventually but don't think just because you pick a side that you're the bad guy! The lines really are blurred here.
Humans- Industrious and amazingly adaptive, the shortlived humans are the most numerous and powerful race in all of Marna. With such strength comes arrogance, as more powerful nations have been known to enslave conquered peoples. Because beliefs and ideals differ from person to person it is impossible for humanity to ever unite as one collective. Broken into nations and countries, humans are looked upon as not just one, but numerous superpowers.
High Elf - Tall and beautiful creatures, these elves are the most numerous amongst elfin kin. They are built much like humans with some subtle differences, namely their elongated, pointy ears and thin build. Generally light skinned high elves are accustomed to living in the forests surrounding human lands where they freely trade with their allies for the materials to further their growing civilization.
Wood Elf- Slightly more secluded than their High elfin Brethren these elves are found in deeply wooded areas untouched and protected from the expansion of civilization. They make their homes in the trees themselves and are deeply in tune with the nature that surrounds them. They are often known as the protectors of the forest and are friendly to those that respect the land around them.
Forest Elf- Rarest of all the elves there are no known settlements of their kind. It's believed they live deep in the lost woods but due to the vast expanse of land that the woods take up it's nearly impossible to navigate and is usually avoided by travelers of all kinds. All of the forest elves for however brief a view are describe as beautiful but wary people. It's been noted that few wear more than loin cloths and those that do are generally garbed in simple clothing made from foliage. They're believed to be peaceful but not much else is known about these wistful beings.
Fellpool- It's unknown yet where these creatures come from. Animal species with humanoid bodies are the only way to describe the fellpool race. They have little social standing and are usually looked up as either animals or monsters by humankind. Some of the more docile and intelligent fellpools have found their place within human lands though few ever really achieve a standing higher than that of peasants. They are known to have varying degrees of intelligence and aggression. Some also appear more human than others but sadly their numbers are quite small and thus they have few settlements of their own.
Dorai - A race shrouded in misunderstanding. Dorai are made up of a collective of any and all races with the only difference being that they can use the ancient art of magic. There are few Dorai that do not have some level of hatred for humans as such they gather in Aerie Peak under the watchful eye of the oldest known member of their Race. The only defining attribute of Dorai aside from their terrifying powers is they all possess Dark purple eyes. The few that break away from Duran and his mission to exterminate humans often live a hard life of persecution from both humans and Dorai that see them as traitors. Dorai are seen by all other races as a dangerous enemy and the head of Dorai will fetch a high bounty.
Many other races such orcs and trolls inhabit this world as well but are often the smaller part of this world.