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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/08 23:46:43
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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Welcome to seekers a medival rpg. I will be using the PAN system, dont worry i will be fair.
Races: stats will be increse as the game proceed, if your character dies, oringinal stats from first character will not be replace.
Human:
Dwarf:
Elf:
Classes: abilities will be given over time
Warrior:
knight:
Berserker:
archer:
Rouge:
assasin
Spy:
Mage: open to specialty changes. paradin and necromancer ect.
choose an element
water
fire
rock
nature
wind
lighting
light
dark
get creative on how you use these.
Factions
falcons guild: mercenaries
Chimairas: mercenaries
Blood raiders: Normadic tribe
Kigdom of crystalia: cheesy good nation
Empire of gongulza: Cheesy evil nation
pec means perception
Create Characters with this template
Name:
Race:
Class:
Element:
Faction:
Background:
example
Name: BOBLIC
Race: elf
class: spy
Element: wind
Faction: Falcon guild
Background: adopted by the falcons to be raised to be a spy
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/03/09 00:06:04
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 16:05:26
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I'll join m8
Name: Zranze
Race: Elf
Class: Assassin
Element: Dark
Faction: Chimaeras
Background: Zranze was brought up from birth, to become an assassin. His mother died very early on in his life, and he was left alone with his father. Therefore, he was brought up to withstand pain and hardship, and to become a true follow of shadows and darkness. Now, he has become of age, and dons his fathers armour and blades, to fulfil his duty as an Assassin of the chimaeras.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 19:06:56
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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(Zranze)
you and a platoon of other chimaira mercenary been in the badlands for over a year fighting a deadlock war witht the other ruling powers. You find yourslef pinned with the last of your unit fighting overwhelming odds. tens of enemies have fallen by your blade yet they keep streaming in. a slash destracts you for a moment and the death set againts your head by a fail.
Images of distorted deminsions, demons and angels killing eachother than saving one another. confusion sweeps thorugh you as you find your self in a dark castle in a halllway filled with corspes. your hands burns as if branded and you find a dark spiral tattoo going down your arm with words of a unkown language.
Left or Right
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 20:52:12
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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Right
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:00:53
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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you go down the hallway breathing in a dark fog, you feel like your home within this eerily castle. you are so caught up with your own thoughts you didnt realize a door behind had open. it was till a loud moan of hunger broke your attenition. a grey undead creature stupidly looks around and fixes its sight on you. you reach for you weapon to find none
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:08:05
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I look around for anything that could be used as a weapon
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:11:10
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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you look around to fine nothing but the undead beast wailing arms at you as it stumbles closer. your hand burns with great intensity, the unknown dialect forms new words of your nations language.
"the Shadows are your weapons"
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:31:41
Subject: SEEKERS
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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Name: Temlin Drorl
Race: Human
Class: Priest (mage)
Element: Water
Faction: Crystalia
Background: Temlin was born to a wealthy family in the nation of Crystalia, taking up the mantle of Priest of the Sea God. Wandering the lands, spreading the gospel of his god, Temlin is a coward at heart, and faints at the sight of blood.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:38:29
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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(temlin drorl)
Temilin was making his rounds around the camp blessing the wounded and thoses requiring spiritual help. the camp located beneath a dam creating a drought for the other armies in the bad lands. the soldiers been here days without contest and fiannly lowered thier gaurd. a firely metor some say others, the survivors, saw a fire ball freashly spent form a capital slams the dam forcing it to burst. the massive kill all in the camp excempt the wounded on a small hill on the hill. Temlin trap by a timber ontop of him couldnt move as the water level slowly rose above his ironically drowning him with his most holy of objects
you awake to find yourself sinking in a deep but beautriful clear water. you rush to the surface to find yourslef not being able to breath the air above. you dive back down to find you now breath under water. you look around to see stone statues also sumerged in the water
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:42:43
Subject: SEEKERS
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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Temlin was shocked, the fear making his mouth dry as sand. He waded towards the statues, perhaps they may help him.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 21:53:35
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
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you step within the center of the stone to find it as the foundation of a temple. your back becomes to tingle, as you approach the apex of the temple. a mirror hidden in sand reveal light blue tattoos over your back. once your in the center a vast shadow as dark tendrils lash at you
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 22:01:25
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Name: Kurgan
Race: Dwarf
Class: Berzerker
Element: Stone
Faction: Blood Raiders
Background: Once a happy and content Dwarf living in the mountains, Kurgan's life was turned upside down years ago when his family was slaughtered by raiders. Grieved beyond comfort, Kurgan left his life and became a nomadic slayer, traveling the fringes of the world, seeking the biggest fights with the most dangerous monsters and villains in a suicidal quest to end his miserable existence.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 22:25:00
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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the Badlands have given blood raiders power and reputation and thier berserkers fearsome and mighty. a skimshe have been the reason and its been immedaitly birthed into a full scale battle. your axe been slaying any who stood in your way friend or foe. it was till you heard the heavy breathing of a battle troll that you remember what being a afraid was. is massive fail broke several men around you, your hieght saving you by a inch.it immedailty grabs you and begins devouring you.
you awoke to similar sights of a caven mined to familar fashion of your home drawven ways. you walk around to find a stone golem burrying purple diamonds. you look at the diamonds to see your reflection and the new brownish grey tattoos on your face. you move closer to golem to see something, a face within the diamond. the face belonging to your dead wife screaming mute. anger bubbles and you attacked the golem that been diligently ignoring
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/10 23:25:25
Subject: SEEKERS
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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Tremlin screams in fright, attempting to flee.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 01:23:35
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Kurgan's anger boils through him and his hand grabs his two axes. He raises them screaming the names of his wife and family as he swings for the golem's head
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 02:22:14
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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(tremlin)
you rush to the outer circle to find a force compelling back to the center. the giant octopus begins sending its tenticles going through the open door pass. begin chanting a prayer preparing the terminal for thier demise. the words "our faith within the water shall save us."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 02:55:03
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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(Kurgan)
the golem smash in pieces, you go to put your wepons away to find you never had your axes in the first place. you used your bare fists to kill the stone being. you claw at the diamond at your wife. the golem final words appear in before "the stone breaks all"
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 04:42:42
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Kurgan's anger fizzles as his astonishment takes over, he looks at his hands and turns them over trying to find the source of the power, he hears the last words of the golem and wonders at them. A smile creases his face as he contemplates his new found powers and how they will help him kill even bigger things. Taking one last look at the purple diamonds, he sees the tattoos and grins, this was going to be fun.
Kurgan rises and walks through the cavern, looking for a way out or another beast to slay.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 06:04:18
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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Kurgan
you find yourself in the appex of the cavern with largest diamond could be found. a image of a dark best lay beneath its solid wars. a image shoots through your mind of the diamond shattering
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 13:01:58
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Kurgan's hands immediately go for his axe upon instinct, but he remembers the golem, how it sundered beneath his hands, the vision of the shattered diamond filled his mind and he wondered if the same would happen to the diamond, and what would happen to the creature underneath if he did so. Kurgan figured there was only one way to find out, he launched himself onto the diamond and smashed it with both his fists, hoping it would shatter like the stone had done.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 14:10:47
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I slip into the shadows, and take in the power, before letting it go upon the undead monstrosity, the shadows consuming its weak body.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/11 17:36:42
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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you watch in marval as the shadows act llike chains grabing the being's limbs and pulling it apart
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 18:29:53
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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Kurgan
the diamond explodes shattering in a thousand pieces as it does so does the reality around you. you awake in a tent bonded, you hear cheeliry voices out side
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 18:57:35
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Kurgan quickly looks around himself. He angrily wonders what sort of sorcery has tricked him and swears he'll rip whoever is playing with him to shreds. Kurgan struggles and eventually breaks his bonds and stomps outside to see what all the commotion is about.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 19:11:36
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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you find your axes in a bundle next to you. a dark figure appears before.
he holds a mirror to your face revealing the tattoos
"do you know what you are now."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 19:52:33
Subject: Re:SEEKERS
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Dive-Bombin' Fighta-Bomba Pilot
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Kurgan looks at himself in the mirror, he sees the golden rings in his nose and hair, the ornamentation of a slayer. He sees the scars....and the tattoos. For the first time he wonders how he had gotten them and who had given them to him, and more importantly, how did they give him this power over earth and stone? Kurgan looks back at his hands and then to the dark figure, He spits on the dirt next to him.
"Not really" He says in the gruff voice of the dwarfs "Just another old slayer with a new trick up his sleeve..." He finishes with with a grin and takes hold of one of his axes.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 21:01:29
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I smirk, and go to investigate the area where the monstrosity came from.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/12 21:03:54
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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Zranze
you see an altar glowing with the only natural llight withn the castle yet the light contain a sinister feel to it
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/03/12 21:04:22
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/13 09:38:47
Subject: SEEKERS
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I walk up to it slowly, and observe it, try and make sense of it.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/03/13 09:39:10
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/03/13 16:29:24
Subject: SEEKERS
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Primus
within the cult of the Soul Decievers
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the altar is of plain stone and it contains no information. a image spears your mind of a dark fog sorround ing the altar
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