Shepard, Demon, Hero, Saint - a dark fantasy RP. MxF

[Onir]

Shepard, Demon, Hero, Saint

"A breeze blows in from the east through the demonic hordes and the raging wars. It reeks of smoke and charred flesh and whispers of a coming doom. 'A Demon Lord has been crowned.' "

"The theocracy is warring on too many fronts. With one hand we push back the demon hordes that crash harder into out eastern borders with each passing day, with the other we crusade onto our neighbors searching for the hero of fate who would rise to be our salvation. We cannot afford discord within our borders. This Heretic, what do they call him, The Shepard was it? Bring him in for trial."


Intro
The theocratic empire Nomandi is in crisis. While the church funnels resources to sustain the war on demon's and the search for the chosen hero, the countryside is devastated by the white death and the failing harvest. A rumor spreads among the peasants: A mysterious man roams the south, said to be able to heal the sick and feed the poor. His name spreads far and wide, and soon anyone who knows misery also knows his name: the Shepard. While the Pope has done little to aid the harvest or halt the white death, he apparently does have time to brand the Shepard a heretic and send an elite saint to bring him in for trial.

Set up
You can play any or all of the following characters.

A deathly sick woman seeking the Shepard.
Her strength failed her and she collapsed in the corner the empty street. She had come a long way searching for the man who could heal any sickness, but she could go no further. The white death caught up to her before she caught up to him - if he ever even existed. She trembled as a terrible cold took her; a chilling bite that no cloth or fire could keep at bay. At this moment, when she was dying alone, cold and in pain, she was found.

The saint sent to Seize the Shepard.
For a cult this size, and for a man whose name was the subject of so many rumors, he had been a real pain to track down.
Looking down the alley she saw a few hundred people dancing around a raging bonfire, feasting and singing. In the middle of the scene, dressed in simple white robes sat one particular man.
He should not have stood out, for he looked not so different from rest - and yet the way the crowd flowed around and into him made it obvious; this was the heretic she was hunting. He was the Shepard.

The hero of fate
When she closed her eyes she would see the golden stars - tiny embers floating in the dark. A spark sizzled in her chest, exuding a warmth which never left her. Was this madness? Sickness? Perhaps god had found her. She could not know, that she had awakened. That she was the hero.


Expectations
Nice to meet you, I'm Onir. As much as I'd like to pin you down, tug your hair and make you whine and whimper, that's not the real goal of this RP. This is a story focused RP and to bring that story forth, I'll need your help.  I need you to be invested in your character and her story. Into her backstories involvement in the world and the plot. Into quirky little details. I need you to be part of this world and I give you permission to confidently tweak and modify everything.

Background
For the first time in a 1000 years, the cycle of death and destruction has been set in motion. A demon lord has been born to conquer and humankind is unprepared, for no hero has risen to protect them. The blade of doom hangs heavy over pope Palpu's neck and he orders his paladins to cross into neighboring nations in search of hero candidates. Paladins crusade onto the unwilling, tearing sons and daughters from their families, fragile alliances are stretched to breaking point. Callous are the iron fists god.

Locations


The Shepard's cult

The Churches Hero academy

The edge of hell in the east

Hell