Yarns of Travina: Ragnarök

[Benzo]

Did I ever attempt this on RPF or just the interest check? Either way, it's been too damn long since I wrote in a bloody Fantasy setting for someone besides Zorrow.
I hope this doesn't bomb...



Upon the day when moorings melt
And rumblings deep in the earth be felt
Upon the horizon you will spy
And witness the harbinger of Man's demise.

The Naglfar has broken free,
The ship of dead sails upon the breeze.
Upon her, Hel, and her demonic thralls
To consume mankind, Earth and all.

Fimbulvin's here, all is in deep freeze
Only those of Valhalla can set us free,
Reverse the wheel that we call fate,
And free Mankind to steer 'er straight.
- Ancient Velinid Prophecy



Warning of the arrival of an otherwordly threat to Mankind followed by the endless winter of Fimbulvin, the ancient Velinid prophecy was once known to every Human of Velinis. However, the ancient warning has rarely been uttered since the First Age of Travina, and has otherwise been forgotten.

As the year turns to 370 of the Second Age, denizens on the island nation of Velinis experience an oddly long winter that was slow to thaw. Each progressing year the thaw seems further delay, which has made some begin murmuring of Fimbulvin once more.

By 2A 378, the winter snow survives through most of Rain Fall, which has even the Orcs of the island abuzz with worry. Is the Endless Winter truly coming? And if so... How far behind is the Naglfar, the ship composed of the nails and flesh of corpses.


Table of Contents:
1) Map of Velinis
2) Leadership of Velinis
3) Races
4) Magic & Skills
5) Professions
6) Calendars and Regional Events
7) Guilds and Profession Halls
8) Character Sheet



1) Map of Velinis:
I still suck at cartography and gave no current access to a computer. Enjoy.




2) Leadership of Velinis:

Velinis Capital: High Himsgard
High Jarl: Varon Hivik
Settlements: The Crossroads (Directly), Velinis (Indirectly)

General Background: Resting high in the cliffs of Velinis and upon the bank of Lake Gold Crown, High Himsgard is the throne location for the elected High Jarl of Velinis, acting as capital for the entirety of Human-Velinis. Over the years, High Himsgard has changed shape and size and each passing ruler has made his or, in two cases her, own person choosing, and continues to do so even today.

 
Clan: Handelv
Jarl: Asvard Handelv
Clan-Hold: Handelven
Settlements: Eddinfield, Twin Rivers

General Clan Background: Considered the friendliest and most open-minded of the clans on Velinis, Hanvelven is easily the most racily-diverse city on the isle for this very reason. Preferring to earn strength through trade, Jarl Handelv's Merchant's Bay is considered the only safe place for foreign ships to dock. Consisting primarily of the lowlands of Velinis, Handelv's claim in Velinis contains ample fields and crops, capable of consisting the Jarl's whole clan if need-be.

 
Clan: Norvur
Jarl: Kyrion Norvur
Clan-Hold: Norvakt
Settlements: Jarlgard, Cold Mines General

Clan Background: Often referred to as the Northern Raiders of Velinis, Clan Norvur ships are often a merchant and navyman's worst nightmare. Most of Norvur customs and life revolve around the pillaging of foreign seas and docks, from which they launch their longboats from the hideaway of Raider's Launch. Resting on the high cliffs of northern Velinis, the Norvurs' Cold Mines are responsible for nearly half of all the iron ore found in smiths' forges.

 
Clan: Ironclad
Jarl: Ivar Grisard
Clan-Hold: Ironstead
Settlements: Limvar, Highwatch

General Clan Background: With their claimant lying primarily within the Ironpine Evergreens, the Ironclad Clan has made a mark on the isle through their production of top-of-the-line lumber, which in turn, goes into the creation of some of the fiercest ships to sail the seas.


Clan: Vinisar
Jarl: Sven Vinisar
Clan-Hold: Vinjeger
Settlements: Huntervell, Coldgate

General Clan Background: Lying on the southern edge of what was known Velinis, the Vinisar Clan of Velinis houses some of the most legendary hunters of the isle. Be it an arctic wolf stalking the mountains or a savage bear, the Vinisars truly make an art out of the hunting and gathering of warm hides. After first contact with the Orcs of (truly) southern Velinis, the Vinisars constructed Coldgate at high expense in an attempt to force a tax for passage. This tax did not last long, however, as the town is now able to be passed through freely.

 

South/Orcish Velinis:
Chieftain: Obold Ko'Thor
Capital: New Orsinar
Settlements: High Rock, Orsgard, Orvok, Valharg

General Orcish Background: Though the Orcs of Ko'Thor are reluctant to speak about their past before Velinis, they are usually all too happy to discuss events after their arrival at what is now New Orsinar, located on the bay of Orc's Landing. The settlements and towns of Orcish Velinis typically were each constructed to serve with one sole purpose, at which they excelled. Orvok for their famed Orcish metal, High Rock housing the Shaman's College and thus serving as Velinis' capital for magic, and so forth. Chieftain Ko'Thor often spends most of his time in the confines of New Orsinar's walls, though he has been known to make routine trips to each of his holds.


Dwarven Kingdom:
Though little is known of the Dwarven kingdom, most dwarves are first seen in the southern mountains of Orcish Velinis, leading many to believe the entrance to their underground kingdom is nestled somewhere within the frozen peaks.



3) Races:
A)
Common Name: Human
Formal Name: Velinid

Background: The most numerous yet divided race on Velinis, Humans make up the majority of Velinis as many tend to show open resentment for races from mainland Travina. Human leadership on Velinis is divided into several sects of warriors referred to as clans, each holding a small section of the isle and a capital 'Clan-hold' housed by their chosen Jarl. Many Humans show themselves as deadly combatants as they practice their favorite pastime; Raiding and Pillaging. Most, if not all of the clans of Velinis partake in the raiding of any ships unfortunate enough to drift too far into the Sapphire Sea. 


B)
Common Name: Orc
Formal Name: Orsin
Informal/Slur: Greenskins

Background: Fairly new arrivals to Velinis, (As far as Humans are concerned) and just like their Human counterparts, the Orsin believed themselves the sole inhabitants of the isle until the two races had a bloody first encounter. After exile from their mysterious homeland, of which few Orcs are willing to speak of, the fierce race of warriors arrived by fleet and began to settle the far side of Velinis.

After establishing a sizable nation and exploring the isle further, they ran into the Humans, who then started referring to themselves as 'Velinids.' Though several bloody skirmishes soon followed, the war was short-lived as both sides came to respect the sheer ferocity displayed in the opposite race. Thus, an unspoken truce was formed, and the Orcs slowly began integrating into Human traditions. 


C)
Common Name: Drak
Formal Name: Drakkin
Informal/Slur: Dragon, Scaleback

Background: Natives of the nation of Blistrakk within mainland Travina, Drakkin are a rare sight on Velinis if only due to Human prejudice. Brilliant tacticians on the field and off, Drakkin weaponsmiths and mercenaries are responsible for the introduction of spears and polearms to the Orcs and Humans of the isle. Because of this, Drakkin-hailing ships are often left alone by many clans of Velinis, should they sail past the isle. 


D)
Common Name: Dwarf
Formal Name: Donin
Informal/Slur: Gnome, Stonekin

Background: Though perhaps one of the oldest races of Velinis, Dwarven cities and culture often revolves around life under the isle's mountains. While few outsiders are openly welcome into the mysterious cities beneath the earth, those that do always tell tales of architecture grander than any on the surface. While most Dwarves tend to live underground, many are known to come to the surface with Dwarven wares in tow. Because of their sharp sense of mercantile and trade, Dwarves have quickly earned a reputation for master tradesman throughout Travina, even if the art of trade is often lost upon those of Velinis. 


 E)
Common Name: Sun Elf
Formal Name: Sosfur
Informal/Slur: Tanned Elf, Sand Elf

Background: Natives to the sand wastes of the Dustarn on mainland Travina, many Sosfur Elves have been known to become well versed in the magical areas of Restoration and Alteration. Without such, life in the desert would be all but impossible for the nomadic race. Because Sosfur often travel rather than settle one area, The Dustarn has very few settled towns. 


F)
Common Name: Vulp
Formal Name: Vulpin
Informal/Slur: Fox, Thick-hides, Warm-backs.

Background: Perhaps the most hated race actually found on Velinis, the Vulpin are natives of the mainland nation Plavana, though many tend to travel far from home before settling down. Human and Orcish hate for Vulpins are usually due to the race's natural stealth assets, such as their low-light vision and keen hearing. Because of this, many Vulpin have taken up lives of assassin or contract mercenary work, causing a general fear of the race. Even if that fear is hidden behind anger and hate. 


G)
Common Name: Wood Elf
Formal Name: Nisfur
Informal/Slur: Nature Elf, Treefolk

Background: Natives to the mainland forests making up the region of Gleamvale, many Wood Elves become masters of alchemy and nature-based magics at young ages. Rumor has it that even Nature herself respects the beings that are Wood Elves, her creatures vulnerable to their command. If a Wood Elf is found on Velinis, he is most likely there for samples of the vast variety of plant life unique to the isle.



4) Magic and Skills:
Your selected Magic and Skills are generally the primary factors in determining how your character goes about combat. These are not what you are limited to, as you can receive training from NPCs and other participants around Velinis, but they will start as your strongest abilities.

Particularly with magic, when training new skills, you may fail to receive desirable effects at first; Practice makes perfect!


A) Desctruction Magic– Elemental magic making use of fire, frost and shock to weaken and eliminate enemies.

B) Restoration Magic – Area of magical study that focuses on the betterment of your fellow comrade. Some restoration magic can prove deadly to undead and unholy creatures.

C) Conjuration Magic – Area of magical study that focuses on the ability to open temporary portals to the Burning Void, summoning denizens and items of the realm as aid.

D) Alteration Magic – Area of magical study that focuses on the manipulation of the mortal world. This includes making beneficial changes to the wielder and allies, or causing mental anguish among foes.

E) Shaman Naturism - A skill created and mastered by Orcish Shamans, Naturism involves the direct manipulation of Mother Nature to much greater extent than even masters of Alteration. This includes slight manipulation of weather, plant life, and in some cases, even creatures.

F) One-Handed Weaponry – Whether dual wielding or using a sword-and-shield, having this skill makes you more proficient when using small arms.

G) Two-Handed Weaponry – The gruesome art of using over-sized weaponry, to devastating effect.

H) Archery – Trained in the use of ranged weaponry, including bows and thrown weapons.

I) Heavy Armor & Block - Make the best use of heavy plate-styled armor while learning to ignore the hindrance of weighted protection.

J) Light Armor & Sneak - Make the best use of chainmail and leather styled armors while still being able to move silently.



5) Professions:
Your professions are what your character might do in his or her free time outside of combat, whilst earning a bit of coin in the process.
These cannot be learned along the way; You have what you select.

A) Blacksmith – The ability to sniff out mineral veins in the earth, and craft useful gear from them.

B) Enchanting – The ability to imbue weapons and armor with magical benefits.

C) Alchemy – The ability to make useful tonics and toxins using using the plant life of Travina.

D) Lockpicking – You might be thinking, "How is this a profession?"
Many doors have golden opportunities locked behind them.

E) Leatherworking - Be it bags, saddles, or leather armor, there's nothing worth making that can't be made with a thick hide.

G) Scroll Writing - [AUTOMATIC] Gained in addition to any magic skill, Scroll Writing is the ability to spend your energy on a spell now, and save the physical cast for later.
This also helps as a teaching device and money-maker.



6) Calendars and Regional Events:
Calendar is rather basic, with the current date starting around the 20th of First Harvest, 2nd Age of 378.
(First Age ended with the death of the last dragons on Mainland Travina, at 1A 977.)
(There is an outdated system simply called the 'Old Year System' started approx. 2,700 years before the First Age. Thus, it is ~4055 Old Year

Jan. - Year's Birth
Feb. - New Dawn
Mar. - Frost Thaw
Apr. - Rain Fall
May – First Harvest
Jun. - Mid Year
July – Sun's Peak
Aug. - New Life
Sept. - Last Harvest
Oct. - Sky Fall
Nov. - Frost Fall
Dec. - Last Dusk

The exact date will be updated every time a *Regional Event* is posted, which is an event important enough for news to spread across Velinis in just a few days. So unless your character is far from civilization at the time, you pretty much know about it happening.



7) Guilds and Profession Halls:
As you might have guessed at this point, or if I didn't already mention it, I am basically ripping off TES with this, and hopefully future plots. As such, there will also be Guilds to further train your abilities.
Please note that you cannot be in more than one guild at any given time.

A) The Fellowship of Fletchers
Location: Vinjeger and Huntervell
As the name suggests, the Fellowship of Fletchers are a band of top-notch archers and huntsmen. Made up of some of the best hunters of clan Vinisar, the Fellowship typically acts as a mercenary guild for smaller villages, chasing off vicious wildlife for gold. There have been Jarls who've hired them for more militaristic reasons, however.

B) Shaman's College
Location: High Rock
Located near the Orcish capital of New Orsinar, the Shaman's College is the sole place on Velinis where any might go to further their arcane knowledge.

C) Orcish Arena Combatants
Location: Orsgard
As relations between the Velinids and Orcs became more stable, the grand arena of Orsgard was constructed as a friendly proving ground in which fighters from across the isle could test their strength in melee combat with hopes of achieving gold and glory. While most gladiators are able to be healed in time... It typically isn't long that the arena goes without claiming a life.

(Yeah, no DB or Thieves Guilds. Not quite a good fit for Velinis; I think they might in the next plot's region.)



8) Character Sheet:

Name -
Age -
Gender -
Race –
Appearance –
Major Skills – Pick 2
Minor Skills - Pick 3
Profession - (Optional to trade 1 Major Skill for an additional Profession)
Bio –
Weapon preference(s) – (If applicable)
Other – (If needed for extra information)

[The Jiggler]

I'd make a character sheet but I'm busy designing new jackets for my school. 

[Xenos]

This definitely piques my interest. I'll try to make a CS when I have the time.

[Benzo]

Thank God. This is the first of, hopefully, at least three plotlines.
Also just a note on currency: Gold Crowns and Silver Marks. 100 Marks makes a Crown, and your initial amount will be based upon profession and bio. (Though they will be about the same in terms of fairness.)

[The Jiggler]

I told you I'd make a character sheet.


Name - D'jeng Asgaeldson
Age - 43
Gender - Male
Race – Velinid 

Appearance –
Chestnut, shoulder-length hair neatly coiffured to reveal a furrowed, radiant face. Clear green eyes, set narrowly within their sockets, watch heartily over the lands that he's lived on for many years. A moustache and goatee gorgeously compliments his nose and mouth and leaves a pleasant memory of his adventurous life before. His goatee and hair reveal strains of grey hair, showing that he grows older and older with each passing of the Last Dusk. D'jeng stands average among others, despite his strong frame. Although his face is stern, which often betrays his emotions.

Major Skills – One & Two-Handed weaponry.
Minor Skills - Sneak, Light Armor, and Block.
Profession - Blacksmith

Bio –
D'jeng used to belong to a royal house, House Asgaeldson. They ruled a silver mine and vineyard off the coast of the west coast into the Sapphire Sea. Asgaeldson warriors were often trained from the ripe age of six. They'd start off with wrestling in the sand pits and slowly inching up the rungs to fighting in fully clad armour. During this time the Asgaeldsons would also train in horse riding and combat on horseback. This proved them some of the most vigorous warriors in the north, at least to D'jeng's standards. On the seventeenth of the Sun's Peak, a group of Tanned Elves set siege to Castle Arksguard. And when they climbed over the walls with their catastrophic magics, confusing the men into attacking each other, it was a sudden doom for House Asgaeldson. D'jeng fled with his mother into the mainland of Velinis. First they fled to Jarlguard, disguised as peasants. D'jeng's mother, Dilara, made friends with a group of raiders in Jarlgard who would undoubtedly rally behind her and her heir. 

But during D'jeng's childhood, he often trained with the warriors, but not as religiously. He began to work with the raiders on runs, bringing back wealth for him and his mother back in Jarlguard. One day, these raiders took a route to an archipelago full of natives and burned their huts and slew their children and women. They took all the natural resources, ranging from exotic fruits to pearls and rubies. Except for this raid, the natives set fire to the longboats. Over the course of three months while the raiders began to rebuild their boats, the natives rallied and attacked the raider campground in the night. A majority of them were slain except for D'jeng and a few others, who were working on the boat far down the coast from the campground that night. 

When they returned to switch shifts with men at the campground, they saw their heads mounted on spikes and their bodies naked, crucified with their innards spilled before them. It was a horrific scene that D'jeng had never seen before. He vomitted at first. The other men simply stared, with not a single emotion passing on their face. This is when two natives came from the vegetation off to the side and killed the remaining raiders, but they spared D'jeng. When they saw his sword, there was no blood on it. D'jeng did not kill any of the natives. Instead, he cut down trees and gathered jewels and fruits. The natives took in D'jeng and taught him their native language, Uitic. He hardly uses it on the mainland, for no one speaks it there. D'jeng helped for months on harvesting the elder mangosteens, baking barley bread, and carving figurines. During this time though, D'jeng was creating a boat to sail back to Jarlgaurd to reunite himself with his mother. 

When the boat was finished, he packed himself provisons, salted deer jerky, elder mangosteens, barley bread, yellow peaches, pistachio milk, and dark java ale. He also brought seeds for the mangosteens, yellow peaches, and pistachios. He also took pearls, rubies, and Vlyahr flint (think Alibates flint). When he returned to Jarlguard, he found his mother who thought he had died. He sold the pearls and rubies but went to the local blacksmith to create a few dozen bodkin-tipped arrows out of the Vlyahr flint.

He was a mercenary for awhile until for a few years he worked at the Cold Mines and raised enough money from both his raiding period, mercenary period, and his time in the Cold Mines to buy a large portion of land around Eddinfield. He began to raise goats, cows, pigs, and also made cheese. Other than the, he grew rye, onions, parnsips, cabbage, leeks, carrots, and beetroots, and olives. He couldn't help but a small vineyard in his farm where he would make wine with spices like ginger and cinnamon. After a harvest, he'd gather a group of young men from the Crossroads and take route to High Himsgard to sell his foods. As payment, the boys would receive some silver marks, goat cheese, and some milk for their families. 

D'jeng hasn't had a proper fight in years but manages his health by practicing with the city guard in the Crossroads. D'jeng has also wrote multiple books but has also bought multiple books from scholars that pass through his farm across Velinis. Occasionally, a merchant's caravan coming from Eddinfield en route to High Himsgard sells him some books from Travina. Sometimes an adventurer stumbled across D'jeng's farm, and then D'jeng employs the adventurer to travel to High Rock to get some books from the Shaman's College.

Weapon preference(s) – D'jeng prefers shortswords and if need-be, warhammers. Although D'jeng is proficient in polearms, archery, and throwing weapons.

Other – I did some world-building to mold my character's backstory (the archipalego, some fruits and minerals, etc.) hopefully this doesn't disrupt your or the roleplay to much. I tried to keep the part of the archipalego that D'jeng gets stranded on minute because I didn't want it interrupting the roleplay whatsoever. And I also mentioned how D'jeng used to be the heir to a house during his childhood until Sun Elves took it over/razed it. Although it wasn't a big deal anyhow, they were just miners and winemakers. It's not like they contested the right to the throne of Velinis or anything. Any I initially hoped for that D'jeng was the last Asgaeldson so he wouldn't run into any Asgaeldson mercenaries that retreated from the Castle Arksguard as well. The largest impact from the dissolution of House Asgaeldson is probably a group of rogue Sosfur taking over a silver mine, vineyard, and a castle. Although like their race description, they're mostly nomadic so I doubt they even stayed at the castle. 

And since the archipalego isn't a trade route and are hostile to the raiders, there shouldn't be any more shipments of Vlyahr flint, yellow peaches, and elder mangosteens (other than the yellow peaches, pistachios, and elder mangosteens at D'jeng's farm, creating a virtual monopoly for him). The Vlyahr flint is also another thing I wanted to mention because it's unique. I don't think that there's going to be any other multi-colored flint in Velinis so I also thought that it'd be like a trademark for D'jeng. But now that I think about it, D'jeng probably made a map or hired a cartographer to create a map from Raider's Launch to the archipalego (the Uitic Archipalego, named after the native language). And D'jeng is the only one in the possession of the map if the cartographer didn't make a copy for himself. 

Now that I bring up the archipalego again, I wanted to detail about the "Uitics". They aren't meant to be encountered during the story (but on your whim, they could). Their language isn't meant to be known either because like in the backstory I said that not many people (if any) speak Uitic on Velinis. 

And then the last thing about my character, I said that he was proficient in a wide array of weapons, due to his training with the Asgaeldson knights during his childhood. If this is overpowered/undesired I can easily change it and just simply edit his backstory slightly to say that he never trained with the knights but instead studied in the library, which would explain how he knew how to read, and his obsession with books, if it was implied just because his childhood was based in the lower-Upper class. 

I think that's it for me. I hope this gets accepted because I put in a decent amount of effort into it.

[Benzo]

Sept 24, 2016 14:02:10 GMT -4 The Jiggler said:

I told you I'd make a character sheet.


Name - D'jeng Asgaeldson
Age - 43
Gender - Male
Race – Velinid 

Appearance –
Chestnut, shoulder-length hair neatly coiffured to reveal a furrowed, radiant face. Clear green eyes, set narrowly within their sockets, watch heartily over the lands that he's lived on for many years. A moustache and goatee gorgeously compliments his nose and mouth and leaves a pleasant memory of his adventurous life before. His goatee and hair reveal strains of grey hair, showing that he grows older and older with each passing of the Last Dusk. D'jeng stands average among others, despite his strong frame. Although his face is stern, which often betrays his emotions.

Major Skills – One & Two-Handed weaponry.
Minor Skills - Sneak, Light Armor, and Block.
Profession - Blacksmith

Bio –
D'jeng used to belong to a royal house, House Asgaeldson. They ruled a silver mine and vineyard off the coast of the west coast into the Sapphire Sea. Asgaeldson warriors were often trained from the ripe age of six. They'd start off with wrestling in the sand pits and slowly inching up the rungs to fighting in fully clad armour. During this time the Asgaeldsons would also train in horse riding and combat on horseback. This proved them some of the most vigorous warriors in the north, at least to D'jeng's standards. On the seventeenth of the Sun's Peak, a group of Tanned Elves set siege to Castle Arksguard. And when they climbed over the walls with their catastrophic magics, confusing the men into attacking each other, it was a sudden doom for House Asgaeldson. D'jeng fled with his mother into the mainland of Velinis. First they fled to Jarlguard, disguised as peasants. D'jeng's mother, Dilara, made friends with a group of raiders in Jarlgard who would undoubtedly rally behind her and her heir. 

But during D'jeng's childhood, he often trained with the warriors, but not as religiously. He began to work with the raiders on runs, bringing back wealth for him and his mother back in Jarlguard. One day, these raiders took a route to an archipelago full of natives and burned their huts and slew their children and women. They took all the natural resources, ranging from exotic fruits to pearls and rubies. Except for this raid, the natives set fire to the longboats. Over the course of three months while the raiders began to rebuild their boats, the natives rallied and attacked the raider campground in the night. A majority of them were slain except for D'jeng and a few others, who were working on the boat far down the coast from the campground that night. 

When they returned to switch shifts with men at the campground, they saw their heads mounted on spikes and their bodies naked, crucified with their innards spilled before them. It was a horrific scene that D'jeng had never seen before. He vomitted at first. The other men simply stared, with not a single emotion passing on their face. This is when two natives came from the vegetation off to the side and killed the remaining raiders, but they spared D'jeng. When they saw his sword, there was no blood on it. D'jeng did not kill any of the natives. Instead, he cut down trees and gathered jewels and fruits. The natives took in D'jeng and taught him their native language, Uitic. He hardly uses it on the mainland, for no one speaks it there. D'jeng helped for months on harvesting the elder mangosteens, baking barley bread, and carving figurines. During this time though, D'jeng was creating a boat to sail back to Jarlgaurd to reunite himself with his mother. 

When the boat was finished, he packed himself provisons, salted deer jerky, elder mangosteens, barley bread, yellow peaches, pistachio milk, and dark java ale. He also brought seeds for the mangosteens, yellow peaches, and pistachios. He also took pearls, rubies, and Vlyahr flint (think Alibates flint). When he returned to Jarlguard, he found his mother who thought he had died. He sold the pearls and rubies but went to the local blacksmith to create a few dozen bodkin-tipped arrows out of the Vlyahr flint.

He was a mercenary for awhile until for a few years he worked at the Cold Mines and raised enough money from both his raiding period, mercenary period, and his time in the Cold Mines to buy a large portion of land around Eddinfield. He began to raise goats, cows, pigs, and also made cheese. Other than the, he grew rye, onions, parnsips, cabbage, leeks, carrots, and beetroots, and olives. He couldn't help but a small vineyard in his farm where he would make wine with spices like ginger and cinnamon. After a harvest, he'd gather a group of young men from the Crossroads and take route to High Himsgard to sell his foods. As payment, the boys would receive some silver marks, goat cheese, and some milk for their families. 

D'jeng hasn't had a proper fight in years but manages his health by practicing with the city guard in the Crossroads. D'jeng has also wrote multiple books but has also bought multiple books from scholars that pass through his farm across Velinis. Occasionally, a merchant's caravan coming from Eddinfield en route to High Himsgard sells him some books from Travina. Sometimes an adventurer stumbled across D'jeng's farm, and then D'jeng employs the adventurer to travel to High Rock to get some books from the Shaman's College.

Weapon preference(s) – D'jeng prefers shortswords and if need-be, warhammers. Although D'jeng is proficient in polearms, archery, and throwing weapons.

Other – I did some world-building to mold my character's backstory (the archipalego, some fruits and minerals, etc.) hopefully this doesn't disrupt your or the roleplay to much. I tried to keep the part of the archipalego that D'jeng gets stranded on minute because I didn't want it interrupting the roleplay whatsoever. And I also mentioned how D'jeng used to be the heir to a house during his childhood until Sun Elves took it over/razed it. Although it wasn't a big deal anyhow, they were just miners and winemakers. It's not like they contested the right to the throne of Velinis or anything. Any I initially hoped for that D'jeng was the last Asgaeldson so he wouldn't run into any Asgaeldson mercenaries that retreated from the Castle Arksguard as well. The largest impact from the dissolution of House Asgaeldson is probably a group of rogue Sosfur taking over a silver mine, vineyard, and a castle. Although like their race description, they're mostly nomadic so I doubt they even stayed at the castle. 

And since the archipalego isn't a trade route and are hostile to the raiders, there shouldn't be any more shipments of Vlyahr flint, yellow peaches, and elder mangosteens (other than the yellow peaches, pistachios, and elder mangosteens at D'jeng's farm, creating a virtual monopoly for him). The Vlyahr flint is also another thing I wanted to mention because it's unique. I don't think that there's going to be any other multi-colored flint in Velinis so I also thought that it'd be like a trademark for D'jeng. But now that I think about it, D'jeng probably made a map or hired a cartographer to create a map from Raider's Launch to the archipalego (the Uitic Archipalego, named after the native language). And D'jeng is the only one in the possession of the map if the cartographer didn't make a copy for himself. 

Now that I bring up the archipalego again, I wanted to detail about the "Uitics". They aren't meant to be encountered during the story (but on your whim, they could). Their language isn't meant to be known either because like in the backstory I said that not many people (if any) speak Uitic on Velinis. 

And then the last thing about my character, I said that he was proficient in a wide array of weapons, due to his training with the Asgaeldson knights during his childhood. If this is overpowered/undesired I can easily change it and just simply edit his backstory slightly to say that he never trained with the knights but instead studied in the library, which would explain how he knew how to read, and his obsession with books, if it was implied just because his childhood was based in the lower-Upper class. 

I think that's it for me. I hope this gets accepted because I put in a decent amount of effort into it.

Nah, looks good mate. Don't worry about the world building; There are plenty of lands that aren't connected to Mainland Travina, and thus primarily lie unknown, such as where the Orcs originally come from. (And notice a couple races may be hidden in this RP; They'll appear later in history)
I'll wait a wee bit for anyone else, but otherwise, I presumed this would function as a multi-ISRP anyway, so I can kick-start the plot whenever.

[Benzo]

1) D'jeng Asgaeldson:
One Handed Weaponry: Proficient
Two Handed Weaponry: Proficient
Light Armor: Skilled
Sneak: Skilled
Block: Skilled
Archery: Novice (I'm assuming you'll be picking this up as an additional skill, based on weapon preference?)
Blacksmithing: Skilled, common metals. (Iron, steel, ect.)
Currency: 45 Crowns (4,500 Marks)


[25th of First Harvest, 2A 378]

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
The morning light slowly began reaching across the open landscapes of Eddinfield, painting the fields of crops and roaming livestock in a brilliant golden hue. With it, warmth slowly rode the winds across Velinis, eradicating the last pieces of lingering evidence from last year's winter. The month was called 'First Harvest' for a reason, and having snow on the ground was a definite cause for alarm.

Luckily, the community of farmsteads and their produce were lightly affected, but with the winter growing longer each year, one can only wonder how long Eddinfield has. Those thoughts, at least, can be cast aside for now, as the summer harvest was still ready to flow, and so the fields become packed with busy workers each morning.

[The Jiggler]

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
It's always a pleasant trip in Eddinfield. Today I browse the market for some ginger and paprika. When he went out today to look into the nearby forest for berries, he caught a pheasant and intends to head to the Crossroads and feed some of the children at the orphanage (assuming that there's an orphanage). 

[Benzo]

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
After having browsed the local markets of Eddinfield, you set off into the light thicketry dotting the area in search of fruit. A few hours later, and you emerge back onto the main road with a pheasant and half a bushel of juniper berries.

With a quick glance at your map, you make a guesstimate as to your approximate location before putting the parchment away and beginning your journey. Warm breeze flowing past, you walk along the dirt and stone road, taking in the chirping of nearby birds and the overall aura of summer.

It would most likely take a full day to reach the trade town of The Crossroads, but on a day like this, who's to say that is necessarily a bad thing?

[The Jiggler]

Sorry for the late post.

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
I begin my trek towards the Crossroads, stopping at my farm to prepare the pheasant and salt the meat.

[Benzo]

All good mate.

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
With a quick stop at your comfortable homestead, it isn't long before you are back on the road and continuing towards your destination. Sun appearing to be slightly past its peak, you figure you have a decent amount of ground to cover to make it before nightfall.

A few uneventful hours in on your determined march, you are caught by surprise as a Nisfur Elf comes bolting out of a nearby patch of forestry, throwing blue spheres of energy behind him. Apparently not watching where he was going, the slender framed mage almost runs into you as he skid to a stop.

"Loose Daenul, watch out!" he yells to you, watching the area he had just ran from intently. Spheres held in his hands, he casts a quick glance at you to shrug. "I think..."

[Meenun]

Is the Wood Elf background incomplete?

[Benzo]

Sept 27, 2016 4:46:44 GMT -4 Meenun said:

Is the Wood Elf background incomplete?

Huh... Yes, yes it was. Not a clue how that didn't get included in my copy/paste, (I create all my postsin notepad first... less heartache that way) but thanks for pointing that out.

[Xenos]

{before i make my cs, i have a question}

{could i trade two minor skills for another profession instead of a major one?}

[Benzo]

Aye, I might be able to allow that. So long as one of your majors can co-relate to your additional profession. (As in having smithing and a weapon skill, or enchanting and a magic skill.)

[Xenos]

{cewl}


Name -
Bhaghull



Age -
31



Gender -
Male



Race –
Drakkin



Appearance –
Bhaghull has a long, broadened snout with two long horns sticking out on back of his skull. Blacks eyes pierce the land with a foreboding feeling. Lacking any kind of hair, there is no need to mention any beard or lashes. However, he has a formal expression that is permanently etched within his face, as if he looks down upon people. A small horn at the end of his snout makes his nostrils pushed up. A few teeth stick out of his jaws which gives him an intimidating look. To add to the factor, his skin is a deep red and he stands above many people and boasts a large muscular frame.



His armor consists of large steel pauldrons embedded with small spikes. Due to his horns and snout, he is unable to wear a helmet. A boiled leather jacket [connected with the pauldrons and straps} covers a black gambeson with faded symbols unrecognizable to any person on Velinis.



Major Skills – Heavy Armor & Block, Two-Handed Weaponry



Minor Skills - Destruction


Profession - Smithy and Leatherworking


Bio –
As a hatchling, Bhaghull did not have an enjoyable childhood. Ever since he turned 10, he was ruthlessly trained as a holy warrior for their community's religion. Beaten by his father on a daily basis, it was his mother who cared for his health. Yet, she did not stop her husband, who was surprisingly a general of their crusade. She only stitched up the wounds. Bhaghull would have been rejected from his village if he did not throw a punch at his father, so he was forced to do so. He gave his father a bloody snout, which luckily gained his father's respect and stopped the beatings. 

After 4 years of fighting techniques with his brothers, the Drak reached the age of 15. At the age of 15, all of the children took a trial that decided what they became. His friends became crusaders, others became pyromancers that used it as their version of holy fire. However, Bhaghull was selected as a blacksmith, due to his rather large size and strength, enabling him to wield a heavy hammer with ease. He forged shortswords and daggers at first, but then went on to spears and polearms which was obviously a popular weapon with his kind. After 3 years as a blacksmith, he was drafted into the crusade.

Their crusade was focused on the evisceration on anyone who dare oppose their religion. Many neighboring kingdoms did so, which caused imminent war among the land. Everyone in Bhaghull's kingdom was donned with steel gauntlets and pauldrons with a black gambeson bearing the symbols of their holy cause. They also used fire to purge the sinners through righteous flame, which proved ineffective to their own kind, and so they abandoned it. Bhaghull learned fire magic at the time it was upheld, but it wasn't as rigorous as his combat training.

The neighboring kingdoms then allied together to destroy the crusader's army. They successfully eradicated the holy kingdom, exiling the inhabitants to the sea. Bhaghull was forced onto a leaky boat with fellow comrades, yet it was a matter of time before it sank off the rocky coast of Raider's Launch. Many people drowned, while the survivors were captured and enslaved by a raider longboat. After a lengthy spar with a high-ranking Norvur representative, Bhaghall integrated within the clan as a powerful raider.

Before he was a tactician, Bhaghall became a blacksmith once more. He also started to work with leather repairs since a large percentage of the raiders wore leather. Another person replaced him a year later but he picked up many tips and tricks about leatherworking. Then, he finally became a tactician. For a few weeks, he ordered small longboat raids but gave up after he deemed it, "Nothing but an annoyance". Instead, he joined up in raids on land to boast his large size and strength to friends and foes, which, he enjoyed.

Weapon preference(s) – Bhaghall enjoys using his hefty Vouge Polearm as his primary weapon. He learned some pyromancy, but he only uses it to heat his hands to give a burning touch.

Other –
He visited a store and sold his military gauntlets/pauldrons and forged his own, but he kept his gambeson.

[The Jiggler]

Hey, Benzo, I'm not going to do the tag anymore just 'cause I can barely remember my character's last name. You can just put D'jeng though if you want. I'm just going to post plain posts since I'm essentially the only one participating right now. I'm also going to be writing in third-person from now on.

D'jeng hastily withdraws his sword from his sheath. It has a magnificent blue shine to it. The blade itself is a long, sleek blade made of tempered steel is held by a grip wrapped in lavish, red pig leather. The is pommel is a clear obsidian decagonal prism. Inside is an orange stone; whenever the sun shines just right on the stone, it reflects orange rays from every side. The blade itself is engraved with runes for good luck and tally marks to identify how many people have been killed using that blade (64). He stands with his sword pointing from where the elf just came from. 

"What in the Gods' Word is a Daenul?" D'jeng says as he focuses on the uncharted forest in front of him.

[Benzo]

(Aye, that's fine. I'll probably still refer as 'you' strictly from a GM/DM/whatever point of view.)


2) Bhaghull
Heavy Armor: Proficient
Block: Proficient
Two Handed Weaponry: Proficient
Destruction: Skilled
Blacksmithing: Skilled, common metals
Leatherworking: Skilled, hardened common leathers. (Deer, cow, ect.)
Scroll-writing: N/A (Matches your highest magic skill, in a sense.)
Currency: 50 Crowns (5,000 Marks)



[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
Without looking back, the Nisfur answers "A denizen to the fiery plane of the Burning Void, summoned by Conjurers." quickly. After a moment, he relaxes slightly to address you completely.
"But that's just it; I summoned a Scamp, not... Whatever that was. And I've never heard of a frost Daenulic creature." He explained quickly, the look of worry returning as his breath slowly became visible. "Oh Gods..."

Turning back around quickly, the Mage slams his palm into the ground with a murmur. Within moments, just as you begin to see the odd looking creature, a large direwolf leaps past you to tackle it. Or attempt to, before easily being cleaved in twain by a large greatsword composed of... Blue metal? No... Is that ice?



You don't get long to ponder the question as it turns its gaze onto you, cold mist streaming from the figure's helm. With a quick flick of the wrist, the creature shakes off most the blood from its blade before pointing the weapon at you eerily.

[Xenos]

{just wondering if you'll start for me}

[Benzo]

(His bio made it clear where he intended to start his journey, and thus I made the OP directed towards him. Across Velinis, it is around midday on the 25th of First Harvest; You're free to jump in when/where you want, and then I can write for you from there.)

[Xenos]

Sept 28, 2016 19:37:45 GMT -4 Benzo said:

(His bio made it clear where he intended to start his journey, and thus I made the OP directed towards him. Across Velinis, it is around midday on the 25th of First Harvest; You're free to jump in when/where you want, and then I can write for you from there.)

{oh? i didn't realize that, sorry}

[Benzo]

(All good mate; I probably should have mentioned something rather than assume you were waiting for an opportune moment/time.)
(That said, you can join in on the complete opposite side of Velinis should you feel like it.)

(Also, since I'm already OoC here; You can request to view your stats at any time, as I will not be keeping a live update on display. They will, of course, be shown when necessary, such as after a skill improvement.)

[The Jiggler]

D'jeng withdraws his sword from his sheath, revealing a very short, narrow, slightly curved blade made of steel is held by a grip wrapped in high quality, jade green ray skin. On the blade itself it is etched with Uitic runes that are supposedly going to give D'jeng good luck. D'jeng readies a stance to fight the beast, sword pointed at the head.

[Xenos]

{Bhaghull}


I let out laughter, followed with snickering as a man's head droops down low with a frown behind a counter. I turn my head away from him, leaving the measly cottage with the shop keep's money.


Once my hand turns the knob, the door opens with a strong wind pushing it. Using some effort to resist the power of the elements, I slam the door behind him. Two friends of mine were leaning on the side of the cottage when my eyes caught them.

"I have the crowns." I say, holding the pouch of coin in the air, "And the man's dignity."

[Benzo]

[D'jeng Asgaeldson]
As you move into a ready stance, the creature staring you down seems to ease up a little, before a sinister laugh resonated from it; A sound similar to two boulders being ground together.
"Yagil tefar seni ovris. Elest Naglfar sakist di colist yagil felesan." the creature hisses at you in a rumbling demonic voice.

Without warning, it bolts towards you with weapon held to the side. Seeing a bolt of energy zip past you, it appears to do little more than punching the thing would do, though slightly throwing it off balancing nonetheless.



[Bhaghull]
(Location?)

After regrouping with your comrades, a blonde Velinid warrior and a dark-furred Vulpin marksman, you are met with a pair of approving grins.

"What's the take?" the Human asked, pushing himself off the wall to walk up to you.

"Any trouble? We should split before (Clan location) guards show up." the Vulpin added quickly. "I never trust a mage not to pull something."