Shadowbane: A fantasy/sci-fi rp

[Samuel]

Ahz'sun: It was a world saturated with life and magic. The cycles of civilization repeated over and over, and at each peak, clues and relics were left behind to guide the new civilization to glory. Technology was developed and forgotten time and time again. This continued until the sun swelled and cooled.

Several projects were started to ensure the survival of civilization--colony ships sent to distant stars, research groups formed on trying to create a spell to restore the sun--but the most ambitious was Project Perseverance.

Two things were done: A, The Grand Barrier was created, a massive magic shield that was designed to withstand a supernova... and B, several "Life Towers", jutting high into the atmosphere above even the mightiest of mountains, to where the air grew thin and unbreathable were erected worldwide to shed light and warmth on the world below once there was darkness. And so it came to pass that the sun finally went supernova...and the planet was sent careening off into space.

The Life Towers activated and preserved the planet. Project Perseverance went into stage two: plot out the planet's course through the universe and, if applicable, try to direct it so that it is captured by a young star in its prime and settled into the habitable zone. And so technology was eventually forgotten again...

Fast forward several thousand years. The world is swords and bows again, magitechnology is in the developmental stage. The Life Towers are now collectively known as "Shadowbane". Shadowbane is beginning to fade. Shadowbane is beginning to whither. Cities and towns migrate away from the flickering, dieing Shadowbane and to the healthy, shining ones. But as Shadowbane continues to burn out, there is not enough room for everyone. Overcrowding forces masses of people to weaker Shadowbane. As these die, the teeming masses of Ahz'sun turn to war in order to claim healthy Shadowbane. Now, only three Major Shadowbane remain, underneath are the kingdoms of Aethanar, Sazine, and Greor. They are under siege from many of the countries existing underneath the Minor Shadowbane.

Some believe Shadowbane can be healed. Some seek to restore Shadowbane. But what can be done..?

Character Sheets
Name
Age
Race
Physical Appearance
Background
Talents and Abilities

Name: Jacob Nerum

Age: 15

Race: Human

Physical appearance: He has hair as black as the night above and golden eyes as bright as the Shadowbane. At least, that's what his peers say about him. He stands at five foot five and is often dressed in mismatched clothing. He has little fashion sense...

Background: Jacob was born and raised in the Magic University of Sazine-and has been studying there since he learned to read. With such a large amount of magical knowledge under his belt, he stares up at the Shadowbane (though not directly) and ponders what drives it, and how he can use that knowledge to repair the dieing Shadowbane so that the wars can stop.

Talents and Abilities: Jacob is a strong Evoker, able to bend the elements to his will almost effortlessly. Backing this up is a plentiful knowledge of Summoning and Transmutation, which he uses to create elemental bodies and summon extraplanar spirits to inhabit them, and through them do his will. However, Necromancy and Divination are his most lacking schools of magic, with Enchanting and Illusion-weaving being out of his reach completely, it seems.

(Once we have a few people I'll kick it off)

[Woo]

I really shouldn't get wrapped up in another RP... But I just love creating characters.

Name
Samara

Age
20

Race
Elf

Physical Appearance
Slender, lithe and graceful, Samara casts a ghostly figure in the dieing woods she inhabits. Her delicate elven features, pallid complexion and clear emerald eyes give her a deceptively tame and gentle appearance; which is heightened by her tattered clothes. Her long, raven hair is kept in a messy bunch to keep it from tangling in thickets and thorns; and she carries with her a gnarled and twisted Wychwood staff, pitted with ancient runes and adorned with talismans.

Background
An outcast from birth, Samara grew up the child of the village 'mad woman' within her clan, and as such learned to fend for herself. Her clan had once been a strong nomadic tribe but had settled near to one of the minor Shadowbane many years ago, losing more than half of the clan in the process. Ever since, the clan had grown weaker and smaller as the light from the Shadowbane began to diminish, yet they refused to move on. Being ostracized from her piers, Samara spent her childhood in the wilderness learning ancient elvish lore and techniques. After her mother died she became contemptuous of her kinsmen and was rarely seen by them. Once the Shadowbane flickered out, her clan decided to try to forge a settlement elsewhere. Samara did not follow, going her own separate way. Her parting words to her clan were a curse of misfortune.

Talents and Abilities
Possessing natural talent for magic and a deep understanding of nature, Samara's skills involve the manipulation of elements around her, leaving her able to change the shape or chemical composition of objects, conjure water or flame out of the air or, her personal favorite, cause things to spontaneously explode. She also has a talent for shape-shifting, a skill she initially learned to help her spy and steel, and developed further into a method of attack and defense. Her power is largely primal and undisciplined, and she uses powerful spirits to provide backup when she is overwhelmed. Enchantment of items is a hobby and interest, but Necromancy and Divination are beyond her talents. Her highest ability with Illusion magic is momentary disorientation.

Hope I've not written too much. ^.^;;

I drew a picture... not a great one, but here it is.

[CriDFU]

Woo, you;re picture of S'Kendra and this new one give me the itch to try my hand at illustrating Calet.) As for this new RP I'll come in when I find out a little bit more of the plot; as Woo said: "I won't want to get wrapped up in a new RP right now.)

[Nimnim]

As soon as I can think of a character, I'll join.

[Tobias116]

(I don't know if I should sent my character to you first via pm or write in the thread... Err, here goes nothing! /Enthustiastic.)

Name: Grief

Age: 26

Race: Demon

Physical Appearance: Tall and strong, towering over humans at 8 feet. Has an armor clad tail that often is wrapped around his left leg. He has long sharp claws and two large horns (1 foot each) protruding from just below where his hair starts. His face and head is covered by a malevolent looking helmet, the only thing visible inside is his two red eyes, staring out with determination. Has a full set of armor from the waist down with bits and pieces seemingly moulded to his skin on the arms. His chest is bare.


Background: He was summoned by a wicked magician and enslaved. His childhood was spent by getting tortured, killing his master's enemies and doing errands for his master. One day the master had spent too much of his magic and his domination over Grief diminished. Grief then took one of his master's kris and murdered him.

Grief then spent years learning from his master's spellbook, eventually becoming a talented necromancer. He also became good at destructive spells, especially fire. He lives in a barely alive Shadowbane with some other people who can't afford to move to the better ones. He has spent time trying to learn how the Shadowbanes work, but hasn't gotten anywhere.

He generally dislikes humans though has a couple of friends. Works as both smith and mortician, stealing bones here and there. He isn't malevolent or evil more than he is misunderstood.
More like a mixture of chaotic good and chaotic neutral (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alignment_%28Dungeons_&_Dragons%29#Chaotic_Good). His own goal is to get out of the minor Shadowbane and perhaps fix them.

Talents and Abilities:

Necromancy, Destruction and 2 handed swords are his specialties. Can raise and create monsters from yesterdays dinner if needed and can also be a portable furnace for weapon smithy and hellfire. His demonic blood is strong, so no metal can withstand the heat he can unleash. He is an adept smith and capable engineer. (If there is no electricity, we can forget about the engineer part...)

(I don't want another evil character. >.> )

[m-p3x9]

what have you done!!!! NO ONE CAN RESIST RPS!!!!

Name: jason
Age: usually in his mid 20's to late 30's
Race: human... probably
Physical Appearance

yes... the guy from peanuts... imagine a ripped up backpack (to hold some food and clothing)

Background
Ripped from space, time, and his parents around 2015. when he was 15. is now in this world seemingly because nature wanted him in this world and time. he's brave and never backs down from a fight. he uses his time displacement to his own gain. most fights are won by mind games. He pretends he is phycic. "Jumping" has given him a natural ability to resist the effects of heat and cold for a short time.
 
Talents and Abilities
*can jump through time and space.
*He cannot control "long distant" jumps into time or space even when he initiates it.
*He can control short jumps as long as it is a similar location and time
*Always a "safe" teleport
*Has a book that can tell the present

EDIT: ****  book added, future telling deleted *****

[Samuel]

Right then, now we just need to come up with a place to start...I was thinking the University of Sazine. >.>

[m-p3x9]

SUGGESTION:

we join our heroes at the University of Sazine. the kingdom was currently under seige.

"we must find something to protect the shadowbane" some special guy says.
special guy number 2 frantically looks through ancient books. "I think i found something" BANG! the castle wall cracks violantly. "THEY'RE ALMOST HERE" super special person one recites something from the book. A powerful pulse rips through the air. "The shadowbane! it's gone"

ehh? ehh??

orr

get our chars in the middle of the battle field. i can start it if you wish...

oorrrrr we could join our chars walking toward the city

i aint posting till sammy posts something tho....

[Woo]

All the bio's suggest they would be pretty scattered about. Do we really want to start in the middle of the action? and what is the ultimate goal? :b

[Tobias116]

Grief is pacing around in his smithy, Grief is wondering when this will start.

[Woo]

Samara is running through the forest as a wolf.

[m-p3x9]

jason is anywhere needed of him... tho i want him to team with someone... perhaps samara? omg... i would love that ^.^ appearing in fron of samara ^,^
but w.e happens happens i gues...

[Nimnim]

Name: Wilhelm Crom (aka: Willy, "nightwing", Thief.")
Age: 16
Race: elf/human
Physical Appearance: slightly taller than an average human for his age, he has piercing yellow eyes and shining silver, somewhat long and shaggy hair. he has a build that is somewhere between lanky and normal. His usual attire is a black hooded and slightly ripped up cloak an elaborate black/gold vest over a red shirt with a black waistcoat and pants. he wears boots. He also has the wings of a bat coming out of his back, large enough that he could use them to hover and move around silently while doing so, but not large enough for actual flight (cannot move at high speed, cannot go very high in the air).
Background: At one time he was part of a noble family, he learned to read at a young age, and was taught fighting skills soon after he started reading. As he got older he found he was very skilled in many other things, among them thievery. He would use his speed and athletic ability to steal from other rich families and give the stolen goods to peasants. He would don the clothed he now usually wears, and would wear a simple, yet mysterious, mask and a hooded cloak. One day...he stole from the wrong being. He saw a man come into town, he looked old, wise, powerful, and of course: rich. Wilhelm jumped at the opportunity and watched the man for 3 days. the third night, he sneaked into the inn the man was staying at, moving from room to room silently. Soon enough, he came upon the old man's room. But as he entered it looked empty...he decided the man had gone out somewhere and went to look through his belongings. He had his back turned as he was looking through a drawer, and was whacked across the room, against a wall. the man had come back, and was angered. he grabbed the young boy by the throat and muttered something under his breath. He then put Wilhelm down and told him to leave. Wilhelm was frightened, and went to sleep with some trouble that night. the next morning he woke up to a horrible pain in his back, but he ignored it. soon after, strange growths appeared. His parents condemned him to the house, fearing what would happen if he were seen. He was afraid he was dying, and confessed to his family what he had done. needless to say, they were outraged. Then the wings fully grew out. After that he was ordered to gather up what a medium-sized sack could carry and was thrown out of the town. soon after, the shadowbane protecting the town went out. everyone he knew was dead. He now wanders the forests around various towns, continuing his thievery.
Talents and Abilities
-fantastic agility and speed for someone his age
-can "hover" (idk what else to call it, he can kind of fly, but not very high or fast. like I said above.)
-good at sneaking around

[Samuel]

All the bio's suggest they would be pretty scattered about. Do we really want to start in the middle of the action? and what is the ultimate goal? :b

The goal is to restore the Shadowbane...or destroy them if you're seeking to end all life!

[CriDFU]

Wait, if you were required to restore something, wouldn't that mean it's already been destroyed?