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Artisan's Corner / Re: Creative Outlets
« Last post by Zyrphath on Today at 08:11:56 AM »
I know several very good writers from HR used to (and may still) be participating in NaNoWriMo and similar contests and arrangements. Some have even gone on to become published authors. I don't have any info other than that though.
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The Gate / Aegis
« Last post by Aegis on May 21, 2018, 05:29:25 PM »
Player: Aegis
Name: Aegis
Race: Human
Age: 17
Origin: Born in Andúnë, raised on Olrig's Bluff
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral Good
Occupation: Apprentice cleric of the Order of Talos on the run
Class: Fighter cleric and craftsman

Possessions:
Sword - of average length and unadorned but good quality steel. This is the sword Aegis had when he fled the Temple of Talos on Olrig's Bluff.
Ring - a simple metal ring with the signet of the Order of Talos, currently worn on his right ring finger.
Orb of wind - see history below for description.
(OOC: This is an orb with a sentient, captured elemental air fae inside that was taken by Aegis, the origin of which will be further explored. Unbeknownst to Aegis it has the power of wind gusts, short-distance flight, and close proximity temperature and weather changes. He has no idea what these abilities are much less how to control them.)

Appearance: Approximately 6 feet or just shy of 2 meters tall, lanky, with dark brown hair. Green eyes and tan skin. Has recently stopped shaving and let grow a rather shaggy brown beard. The order of Talos are Spartan when it comes to fashion and Aegis currently wears brown robes with his sword strapped underneath.

Personality: Reluctantly trained as a fighter, Aegis is much more at home with a good book. He never quite fit in with his fellow macho trainees. He would rather spend time with the visitors to his temple, especially those of different races. Around new types of people he can be described as overly curious and prone to asking too many questions.

Skills:
- Fighting: Primarily trained with the sword and spear, with and without a shield, and in hand-to-hand combat. Also trained to a lesser extent with the bow, mace, and axe. His weapon of choice is the sword.
- Crafting: When he was not training with weapons Aegis worked in the forges, making various bladed weapons.

Knowledge:
- History and politics: He has read the majority of the books in his Temple's library and has a wide knowledge of the land's nations and history.
- Language: He speaks Common and a smattering of Dwarvish and Elvish, which he has used in trade with the dwarf and elf merchants who visit the Temple.
- Weaponry: Familiar with many types of weapons, their make, and their worth. In addition, he was responsible for bartering and trading for his share of crafting.

Abilities:
- Physical fitness: Aegis is in good physical shape for a 17-year-old.

Strengths and Weaknesses:
- Social: Aegis is earnest and makes fast friends with people who are also sincere. To those who are insincere he can be perceived as possibly naive or easy to take advantage - except when it comes to business, which Aegis does not particularly enjoy but easily holds his own.
- Career: Again, at such a young age Aegis has great experience in the trade of his craft. However, he has been blacklisted by the clerics of Talos and therefore the network of contacts and reputation that are so crucial for any major success in it.
- Racial: Humans are generally middle of the road.
- Combat: Aegis has thousands of hours of training with various types of weapons but little real combat experience outside of his sparring partners. Clerics of Talos have one of the fiercest reputations amongst warriors but Aegis personally takes no enjoyment in fighting and would prefer to avoid a conflict if he can. He currently possess the aforementioned orb but has little experience with magic or how to defend against it, other than - run!
- Intelligence: Aegis is book smart, not street smart, and has been sheltered in the temple most of his life. He thinks first, acts second, and does not think well on his feet outside of physical combat and business. He is fascinated by the many different cultures of Entar and may risk danger to satisfy his curiosity.

History:

Storm clouds billowed on the horizon. The storm was hours away from reaching the Temple of Talos but could be seen looming ominously across the many leagues of flat expanse and would soon sweep through. They often swept through on the Steppes of Valanthia, much like the warring nomadic tribes who laid claim to this harsh land.

Aegis worked through the movements of swordfighting with his sparring partner on top of the lonely bluff that was the temple to the god of war. These movements had been ingrained into him since he was a child. It was the same as breathing to him. He did not think on his breaths and daydreamed instead.

It would storm soon. Just like it had on that night many years ago.

*****

Sheets of rain came crashing down on top of him and his mother as they separated from his father's guard and approached the silhouette of a man in the night. He was terrified. He was only three but he could remember this.

"Mommy, where are we going?" He cried.

"We are almost there, child," said the worried voice of his mother. He could remember that tone. It was wrong.

A voice emerged from the silhouette and the man and his mother exchanged words. This was wrong. He began to weep.

His mother kneeled down and embraced him. Warm drops of moisture mixed in with the cool rain. His mother was crying too. "I love you, my son."

She got up. No! NO! He screamed and tried to follow her as she left but strong hands held him back.

His mother's hooded form soon became a silhouette that merged with the dark mass of the guard. The mass began to move and slowly flowed away from him in the rain.

He cried for what seemed like hours before the strong hands turned him around and a face that would soon be familiar to him spoke.

"You are protected here. Aegis."

*****

That man had been Xaleth, his master in the Order of Talos. It was over ten years later when he found out from him who his parents were, a middling noble house in the Andúnë Empire to the north, caught up in a much larger political conflict of honor and grievances that commonly wracked the tradition bound Andúnians. Although often overlooked, there was a considerable library at the Temple of Talos and Aegis voraciously read everything that concerned his parents and the outside world after he had found out who they were at the age of fourteen.

They had left him here to protect him, their heir. And never came back. Here.

Here was the Temple of Talos, carved into and inside a bluff on the edge of a collection of mesas known as the Olrig's Bluff where resided the only city in the steppes. The temple was not part of the city but was integral to its economy and renowned for leagues around. That economy was war.

The nomadic tribes that clashed on the steppes did not settle in one place for long and therefore needed supplies from a place that was settled. Here was forged and crafted the many weapons that fueled the wars on the steppes. The steppes were a nexus for conflict and even the surrounding powers participated in them by proxy.

What better place for the god of war to make his temple?

The clerics of the temple were unlike most orders dedicated to the gods of Eldanar. They were some of the fiercest warriors in the land and skilled in the lore of war-making. However, they did not favor any side, but prostituted their skills and wares to any group who could afford them, just for the sake of war itself.

He hated it here.

Aegis quickened his motions in a sudden surge of strength that took his sparring partner off guard. In a matter of three swings of his sword, Aegis had him on the ground with his sword's tip stopped at his opponent's neck, drawing blood.

Surprise showed in his opponent's eyes as Aegis withdrew and offered his hand to help his fellow cleric up. And then a look of danger. He grabbed Aegis' hand and in one smooth motion pulled himself up and Aegis down. Aegis was now on the ground and his opponent's sword at his neck. Aegis sighed.

"I yield."

*****

Truthfully, it was not so bad at the temple. He had been fed, educated, and trained to survive. Much less could be said of the victims of war across this world who daily died of hunger, poverty, and disease. He saw many of them. Refugees streamed to the Temple of Talos in the aftermath of the seemingly constant battles on the steppes. The clerics, however, were not a charitable order. Women and children most of them, the clerics rejected the vast majority outright, temporarily took in a few families who could pay for boarding, and recruited youths to the order as resources allowed. The rest moved onto Olrig's Bluff proper, mostly a shanty town in its own right, where many would die of their plights.

He should be thankful.

Aegis.

What was that?

Aegis.

Where was that voice coming from? He wandered through the halls of the temple inside of the bluff trying to discern the direction that the voice came.

As he wandered, he reflected how something odd had been happening at the temple the past few months. A group of black robed men and women had been making visits. The clerics of Talos, normally cavalier in their treatment of outsiders (many of whom would die soon after all), treated the group with an odd mixture of deference and revulsion.

Eventually he came to a room at the far end of the temple that housed the magical wares the temple owned. It was one long room with shelves of magical weapons, books, and other items along its length, many of them covered in shrouds, and across from those shelves was a wall of windows that faced out to the steppes. This was a smaller but significant part of the temple's trade, and an elite group of clerics of Talos devoted themselves to the creation of magical items. It took years of training and many in the group were old and uncommonly infirm for the clerics. Aegis was too young to start the training, but his master lately mentioned it is where he could end up, if he so chooses. The thought of spending the rest of his life at the temple dismayed Aegis.

Aegis found himself in front of a pedestal at the end of the room covered in a shroud. What could this be? He lifted the shroud.

An orb about two handbreadths big sat on the pedestal. Inside of it swirled a mass of grey clouds. Fascinated, Aegis touched the orb.

AEGIS--large hands grabbed his shoulders from behind and Aegis jumped and turned around.

"Aegis, what are you doing here?" his master demanded.

Aegis breathed a sigh of relief. Xaleth's familiar lined face, black beard, and bald head greeted him.

"I-"

"You know you are not allowed in here without a master's presence."

"I-"

Xaleth looked down at the orb that somehow Aegis had ended up holding in his hands and drew close. "Aegis, there are events happening here that you could not possibly understand. This is extremely dangerous--"

"Xaleth!" a voice bellowed from behind him.

Xaleth turned around and they looked at Darius, head of the clerics of Talos. Behind him were other clerics standing with weapons drawn, ready to attack.

"Imagine finding you and young Aegis here," Darius sneered.

"Darius, this is not what it looks like."

"I am sure that is why Aegis is holding the orb of wind."

"Darius, please..." Xaleth stood in front of Aegis protectively.

Darius held up his hand, preparing to signal the clerics behind him.

Aegis felt a tug and then a power surge through him and out the orb. Wind gushed from the orb, sweeping up everyone including his master in a matter of moments, away from Aegis and out the windows along the wall with a loud crash of glass.

Horrified, Aegis ran toward the broken windows and peered over the edge. Many levels down laid lumps on the ground in the night. A flash of lightning illuminated their broken bodies, including his master's.

"No..." rain poured in through the windows as thunder rumbled nearby. Aegis still held the orb.

Run! The voice came again.

He did.



Additional Notes: Last modified on 5/22/2018. I did my best to integrate Aegis into the lore of the world, but please let me know if anything does not fit! Did not emphasize Aegis' noble heritage in his character profile because in his first thread I plan to write Aegis returning to the town where his parents' house was seated in Andúnë, only to find them and all mention of them gone. The lineage is more a plot device than it is any kind of advantage to him.
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Introductions / Re: Hi All
« Last post by Zyrphath on May 20, 2018, 11:45:22 AM »
Hello Aegis, welcome. :)

Check out the Writer's Lounge in The Commons for the type of board you're asking about.
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Artisan's Corner / Creative Outlets
« Last post by Aegis on May 18, 2018, 10:37:45 PM »
Where does everyone take out their creative itch these days? Perusing some of the past rp threads here and there are a lot of talented writers. It would be cool to follow some of your creative pursuits.
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Introductions / Re: Hi All
« Last post by Aegis on May 18, 2018, 10:32:09 PM »
Also is there an off topic/general discussion board for all of the non-rp related posts? I seem to remember that was where a lot of the good stuff happened. 🤔
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Introductions / Hi All
« Last post by Aegis on May 18, 2018, 10:30:05 PM »
Long time lurker here and thought it might be a good time to stretch my writing muscles again. How is everyone doing?
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Introductions / Re: Back in Black
« Last post by Aegis on May 18, 2018, 10:28:09 PM »
Welcome back Esca!
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Questions & Answers / Re: Are these boards still active?
« Last post by Aegis on May 18, 2018, 09:59:26 PM »
On a positive note, this place is ripe for some rping. From what I understand Zyr and Davin have put a lot of work in cleaning up and streamlining things. All it takes is a few people and it can become active again.  :)
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The Consortium / Re: The Story so Far
« Last post by MikeLop on May 05, 2018, 02:30:25 PM »
Why did this thread die out? I think this was a wonderful idea.
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Questions & Answers / Re: Are these boards still active?
« Last post by Zyrphath on April 11, 2018, 09:56:08 AM »
The list of latest posts, found at the bottom of the front page, paints a good picture of the current level of activity. I check in daily, but I'm afraid I'd have to say that the board as a whole is rather inactive.
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