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 Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:06 am
Welcome to the lands of The Lost Age. It's about a world that is pratically covered in snow and where plantlife is scarse but exists in a few areas. This land is harsh to those who aren't used to it. The Lost Age has a great history about four kingdoms who suffered through an age of what seemed to be eternal blizzards... But how the mysterious fourth disappeared and the search for it's odd magical technology began. Where did it go? What happened to the fourth kingdom?
It's medieval, glacial, harsh and fantasy enviroment. If you want to join just post a character description like this one and then you can begin!
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USERNAME: Princess_LArachel
Name - Rana Tempest
Age - 16
Skills - Cooking, Magic
Basic Personality - Friendly and helpful but extremely timid.
Appearance - A pretty yellow-eyed lass with tawny blonde hair in a loose plait. She commonly wears a purple tunic and a dull blue cape with the hood sometimes pulled over her head.
Background - When Rana was born, she was born at a bad time that made people believe she was unlucky. Rana has some sort of connection to the royal princess of the fourth country, Millia. And when she was small, her father protected her from the odd people after her by hiding her inside a cupboard in a thunderstorm. She's been afraid of thunder ever since. She was later told by her caretaker that her father saved this bracelet for her and wanted Rana to keep it safe. In recent days, Rana is travelling to where the fourth country used to be to find out her connection to Princess Millia and the importance of this bracelet.
USERNMAME: xxYour_Demisexx
Name - Rock Deetle
Age - 15
Skills - Hand to Hand combat
Basic Personality - An annoying male that doesn't care. About what? Anything that doesn't involve him. Normally wears a black cloak, rough leather gloves and boots, and ofcourse his locket. He has pointed black hair, and grey eyes like mist over a bog.
Background - Born to a rather wealthy family of 12, he was living a rather cushy life until he turned 10. On his tenth birthday a fire spred through his home, destroying everything, including his family. The only things he could scavage was a plain locket of his mothers, with a family photo so small if you didn't know what it was you couldn't identify it, and his dog, Golath. After the fire calmed, he went to serch for his family and was scarred by what he found. He wanders the land with no objective, nothing powering him to do anymore then he must. The only things he owns is the locket and Golath.
Rana walked into the bar as she flipped her hood off of her head. She was born from a nicer place, so Rana doubted she'd ever get used to this eternal cold. The bartender looked at her curiously. "A drink, ma'am?"
She jumped. Rana wasn't very conversational to anyone besides her fellow townsfolk. "Y-yes please..." She said and to answer the next inevitable question, she pointed to a creamy chocolate drink behind the bartender. He went away with a smile leaving Rana to put together the puzzle. Why did everyone want her bracelet so badly? And what connection did she really have to Princess Millia? With a sigh, Rana waited patiently for her drink. Maybe soon those mysterious questions would be answered...
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 3:35 pm
Name - Rock Deetle
Age - 15
Skills - Hand to Hand combat
Basic Personality - An annoying male that doesn't care. About what? Anything that doesn't involve him. Normally wears a black cloak, rough leather gloves and boots, and ofcourse his locket. He has pointed black hair, and grey eyes like mist over a bog.
Background - Born to a rather wealthy family of 12, he was living a rather cushy life until he turned 10. On his tenth birthday a fire spred through his home, destroying everything, including his family. The only things he could scavage was a plain locket of his mothers, with a family photo so small if you didn't know what it was you couldn't identify it, and his dog, Golath. After the fire calmed, he went to serch for his family and was scarred by what he found. He wanders the land with no objective, nothing powering him to do anymore then he must. The only things he owns is the locket and Golath.
Rock pushed through the doors of some tavern. He grabbed a seat and called Golath over. The dog obliged and came trotting to his side. Rock sighed and pulled his cloak closer to him. He sat and made no move to buy anything, just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his chair.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 6:02 am
xxYour_Demisexx Name - Rock Deetle Age - 15 Skills - Hand to Hand combat Basic Personality - An annoying male that doesn't care. About what? Anything that doesn't involve him. Normally wears a black cloak, rough leather gloves and boots, and ofcourse his locket. He has pointed black hair, and grey eyes like mist over a bog. Background - Born to a rather wealthy family of 12, he was living a rather cushy life until he turned 10. On his tenth birthday a fire spred through his home, destroying everything, including his family. The only things he could scavage was a plain locket of his mothers, with a family photo so small if you didn't know what it was you couldn't identify it, and his dog, Golath. After the fire calmed, he went to serch for his family and was scarred by what he found. He wanders the land with no objective, nothing powering him to do anymore then he must. The only things he owns is the locket and Golath. Rock pushed through the doors of some tavern. He grabbed a seat and called Golath over. The dog obliged and came trotting to his side. Rock sighed and pulled his cloak closer to him. He sat and made no move to buy anything, just enjoying the warmth and comfort of his chair. That's good. I'll add you to the list.^^ Rana's eyes scanned the tavern as the repetetive sound of people opening and closing the door always surprised her. There were a lot of odd people around today. Animals even walked the pub, it seemed, as Rana watched a dog sit by it's master.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:31 pm
Rock caught a stare from the corner of his eye. He turned his head slowly to find himself looking at a girl. He stared for a moment or two then returned to Golath. He walked over to the bar tender and whisperd somthin his his ear, moving back to his seat. A few minutes later the man returned with a small scone on a platter. He put it infront of the girl and whisperd in her ear, "From the dog." He went back to his post. Rock continued to stroke Golath, waiting for the girl's reply.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 5:30 am
Rana looked at the scone curiously and then flipped her hair over to one side to look behind her. She caught the eye of the dog and the dog's owner and blushed, feeling sick inside. Rana hadn't gotten something like this before, for one, it was actually free. And two, she didn't know what to say. "Um... " She looked behind her again. "T-thank you...?" she muttered hesitantly looking at her feet.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 5:27 pm
Rock frowend slightly. He looked behind him and shrugged. "Twasn't me" He said sharply.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 6:24 am
xxYour_Demisexx Rock frowend slightly. He looked behind him and shrugged. "Twasn't me" He said sharply. Rana looked away again, feeling like a little kid. "Sorry." she mumbled. When she looked back, she looked at the dog and allowed herself to smile a little. She loved animals. Suddenly she heard a tick from the otherside of the room and saw someone open the window. It was already dawn. I have to get going soon, Rana thought as she jumped up, spilling a bit of her drink in the process.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:25 am
Rock continued to frown. "Whats the rush?" He asked, slumping further down in his chair.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 1:40 pm
Rana looked back, surprised. "I'm sorry." she said again. "I-I have some sorrt of business... My heritage... You know." Rana's sentences were awkward and short. Before making more of a fool of herself, she ran out, red faced from being a childish twerp. Burying her face into her hands, she allowed herself a minute of self-pity before having to get a move-on. No doubt those odd soldiers from before would find her soon.
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 12:30 am
Rock raised one eyebrow. He looked at his mutt and got up from his chair, leaving a few coins on the table. He slowly walked outside, nearly bumpping into the girl from befor. "So, this heritage," he asked her, never taking his eyes of the cloud drifing overhead "Anything fer me to do?" he looked at the dog. "To help, I meant"
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 4:23 pm
"No! Oh no, I mean, not to be rude or anything but you're a stranger and I'm being chased and very bad things and such," Rana gabbled, the words spewing out before she even thought about it. "I'm in a bad predicament, unlucky, you know, lots of bad things. I, um, appreciate it though." she finished with a bow.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 7:29 pm
"Ug." Rock said, his eyes slits. "Don't cha be bowing ter me!" He said with a little laugh.
"And don't think yer the only one in a spot of trouble"
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