As soon as you're born they make you feel small
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
This will be a short roleplay, lasting as long as this does, then maybe after it closes, we could see if it could be transfered to the Roleplay Sub-Forum. It is set in a D&D type setting, which will become more clear as we go on. I'll be the "DM" but also will be playing a character myself.
So here's the story:
~~~~ You live in a large, underground city, being raised in the ways for fighting, wizardy, and even some High Priesthood. Your race is taught that the races on the world above are all evil, and live with a large ball of flame above there heads in the morning, and a pale ball of fire during the night. You are all taught as you grow up that should you ever meet one of the races from above, you should slaughter them.
Your race is seperated into Ten different Houses, named by their position, and that position represents how strong your house is. The top three houses are the High houses, then the lower seven are the lower houses. Each son or daughter of the Matron of each house is a noble, and the only other way you could be named a noble is for the Matron to decide it.
When you reach the age of 15, you are sent to the academy, where you are taught how to be a warrior, wizard, or priest. After another 15 years of training, you graduate and are assinged to either the Wizards academy, the Temple, or set out on patrols around the city. The patrols take care of monsters that could be dangerous to your city, or anything else they have you do.
Your race is taught to hate all races above ground, taught to kill, to slay. But you all find this sickening. Whatever your reason, you want to get away from the rest of your race. You are Rebel Drow, trying to find a way to get away from your city. ~~~~
Each of you that wish to join, in your opening post, find a way to let us know which class you are (Wizard, Priest/ Priestess, or Warrior). You have free reign over weapons, and armor, but nothing too.... odd, or doesn't seem right for a graduate. Each of you somehow found eachother, learning that you share a common view that the way the Drow do things is just wrong. After 5 years of knowing each other, you've all decided to escape the city of your race, trying to find a way to the surface world.
So here's the story:
~~~~ You live in a large, underground city, being raised in the ways for fighting, wizardy, and even some High Priesthood. Your race is taught that the races on the world above are all evil, and live with a large ball of flame above there heads in the morning, and a pale ball of fire during the night. You are all taught as you grow up that should you ever meet one of the races from above, you should slaughter them.
Your race is seperated into Ten different Houses, named by their position, and that position represents how strong your house is. The top three houses are the High houses, then the lower seven are the lower houses. Each son or daughter of the Matron of each house is a noble, and the only other way you could be named a noble is for the Matron to decide it.
When you reach the age of 15, you are sent to the academy, where you are taught how to be a warrior, wizard, or priest. After another 15 years of training, you graduate and are assinged to either the Wizards academy, the Temple, or set out on patrols around the city. The patrols take care of monsters that could be dangerous to your city, or anything else they have you do.
Your race is taught to hate all races above ground, taught to kill, to slay. But you all find this sickening. Whatever your reason, you want to get away from the rest of your race. You are Rebel Drow, trying to find a way to get away from your city. ~~~~
Each of you that wish to join, in your opening post, find a way to let us know which class you are (Wizard, Priest/ Priestess, or Warrior). You have free reign over weapons, and armor, but nothing too.... odd, or doesn't seem right for a graduate. Each of you somehow found eachother, learning that you share a common view that the way the Drow do things is just wrong. After 5 years of knowing each other, you've all decided to escape the city of your race, trying to find a way to the surface world.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
