"There once was a man born long ago who loved a woman so much that he would go to the ends of the earth for her. Unbeknownst to him she too loved him as well but knew it couldn't be for her father wouldn't allow someone of his low class marry his daughter. The man was a poor blacksmith that worked for her father, the Duke, creating weapons and armor for his men. The Duke despised the blacksmith for his love of his daughter but kept him around for his skill, believing his love would fade once he married his daughter off to the young Duke from a neighboring domain.
Before he could even announce the marriage, a war broke out in the center kingdom and word was sent to the Dukes to send aid. Her father took this as the perfect opportunity to be rid of the blacksmith and marry his daughter off without a fuss. The blacksmith tried to talk his way out of going, believing he would never return and the Duke's daughter tried to convince her father as well but this furthered his hatred and the blacksmith was sent away without a chance to say goodbye to his love.
The blacksmith, fearing he would never return if he did not learn to protect himself, learned how to fight alongside the knights he was traveling with. He trained as hard as he could, day and night, keeping his love in his heart, praying she would wait for him to return. Being a smith helped with his training and he soon became very skilled with a sword, soon receiving knighthood from his Commander who believed he was ready but also feared they would all fall. Their march took months and the Commander believed that the King's army could not hold out, so this was just a suicide mission, but he could not defy his Duke.
Back at home the Duke finally decided to announce his daughter's marriage, taking her by surprise. She couldn't believe her ears, her father was giving her away right after he sent her love off to his death without even giving her a chance to tell him how she truly felt. The marriage was set for two weeks from the announcement and the girl was silent for a whole week. She hardly ate or left her room, thinking of her love and what she could do to get out of the marriage.
A week prior to the marriage she tried to reason with her father, telling him that she didn't love the other Duke and would not go through with it. He wouldn't listen and she resorted to threats. She promised him that if he made her go through with it she would kill herself the night before the wedding and nothing he could do would stop her. He scoffed and grabbed her by the arm so tightly that she screamed out in pain, he dared her to even try, she was going to marry the young Duke if she wanted to or not. He then dragged her to her room and threw her inside, telling the maids to keep her in their sights at all times or else they will suffer a fate worse than death.
The blacksmith and the knights where fast approaching the battlefield and could hardly ignore the smell of death in the air. They had no idea what they would be facing and the Commander ordered them to set up camp so they would at least have their strength for whatever was to come. Fear tugged at the back of the blacksmiths mind, what if his training wasn't enough? Would he ever see his love again? What was there after death? His fellow knights tried to help him sleep but by the time he finally did there was only a sliver of night left.
Today was the day he would find out if this was truly the end. They all got ready, everyone around him looked either scared like he was or determined to fight to the end. His Commander called out, beginning their march into the unknown that awaited just beyond the hill. He could see the castle first, then the battlefield. To everyone's surprise the gates were still closed and the King's army still stood, although barely. This gave the men hope and they marched on with fire in their hearts. The blacksmith's heart pounded with a fire he only ever felt when he was around his love, as if she were there watching over him, and he knew that no matter what he would return to her.
The day of the marriage had arrived, the girl had tried to do as she had promised but was quickly stopped by the fearful maids. They prepared her for her wedding and she cried the entire time. Her father came and got her only once it was time to walk down the aisle, beaming with happiness knowing how much this marriage would benefit him. He didn't give a care to his daughter's tears, his only thoughts now where of getting rid of her and her problems.
The wedding went without so much as a hiccup, she couldn't say a single word for her throat hurt too much from crying. By the time night had fallen her voice had already sort of returned but she felt so defeated that nothing came to mind. She was lead away by a maid to a special suit that had been prepared for her and her new "husband" but it didn't click in her mind what was about to happen until the young Duke walked in. He was by no means ugly or had been rude to her in any way but she did not love him and wanted to get out as soon as possible.
She tried to walk towards the door but he stopped her with a grin asking her where she was off to. She told him the truth, she did not love him and wanted to sleep in her own room. He laughed and pulled her into a hug, he wasn't going to let her go so easily, he had given her father a lot of money for her and he was going to take from her whatever he wanted. She tried to fight him but he was too strong for her and he threw her onto the bed and had his way with her. she tried to fight the whole time but to no avail, she was powerless. The following days she was silent, she couldn't find the words, all she felt was cold. Her love was gone, her father sold her off, and her new "husband" only cared for her looks.
Weeks went on in this horrible cycle, her mind and heart slowly growing colder and colder. Soon she started falling sick and her father called for the physician. The next words she heard made the world around her seem like a blur, she was pregnant with that mans child. She couldn't believe her ears, she had always wanted to be a mother but not like this. Everyone else in the room was overjoyed that there would be an heir so soon and they kept guessing as to what the gender would be. She didn't want to hear any of it, it made her sick, so she asked as politely as she could for them to leave so she could rest and to her surprise they did.
The battle was long and hard but eventually the enemy hoards were pushed into a retreat. The blacksmith had survived the fight, luckily he had been in the right place at the right time and saved the King himself from certain death. After the battle the King awarded him the title of Grand Master and since his Commander had died in battle he was now in command of his Duke's army. He was so proud, he had survived and now held such a honorable title, he was sure that now when he returned he and his love could live happily together. But that was not meant to be.
At the same time as her love began his journey home unbeknownst to her, she was feeling more hopeless than ever. Her father and new husband were parading her around like a show pony day after day and she was feeling sicker by the day. She was hardly eating and looked like walking death but this didn't matter to them, they only cared about what she could do for them. One night she decided she couldn't take it anymore, she felt like all the love in the world was gone and there would never be joy again for her. She stood in the window of her wedding chamber, high above her father's domain. She could see her father's army on the horizon, the rising sun casting their shadows across the fields, but it only brought pain to her chest. How could he have survived? She didn't want the pain anymore, all she wanted was to be reunited with her dead love and escape this prison. With her final glimpse of the rising sun, she took her last step and fell to her death.
The new Grand Master couldn't wait to see his love again, he could see his home in the distance as the sun rose behind him. Excitement overflowed through him and he quickened his pace. by the time he reached the Duke's home it was already mid-day. All of the servants were running around and looked more worried than usual which made him nervous. He stopped one of the maids he knew waited on his love and asked her what was going on but before she could get a single word out she burst into tears. He tried his best to calm her down but to no avail so he entered the Duke's home, hoping he would have answers for him. When the Duke saw him he was both surprised he had survived and angry that he thought he could just walk into his home like he was worth something. The Duke began to yell at him scolding him for his behavior, saying a dirty blacksmith should know his place and that the Commander should have his head. The Grand Master waited as patiently as he could for the Duke to stop but once he mentioned the Commander he snapped. He informed the Duke of the Commanders passing and of the state of the kingdom, he ended by telling the Duke of his new status as the Grand Master and how he would be returning to the castle once there was a new Commander to take his place here. He then proceeded to ask why everyone was so on edge and where the Duke's daughter was but as soon as he did the Duke's face twisted in anger. He told him that she wasn't his concern and that his wretch of a daughter had killed herself that morning leaving him with no heir and in possible war with the neighboring Duke, her husband.
This all came as a shock to the poor man, he didn't know how to take the news so he ran out to his old work station and screamed in complete agony. He had endured so much to come home, see so much death, and now that he finally had a chance to be with his love, she kills herself for nothing. The following days he wanders the town drowning himself in drink, hoping to forget her but instead he is haunted by her memory every time he closes his eyes. Her beautiful face, covered in blood, pleading with him to join her.
One night during his now ritualistic drinking he meets a stranger, who is drawn to him like bees to honey. The strangers voice was deep and smooth, captivating him, as if he was the only other human in the world. The stranger eventually lead his staggering self outside to the edge of town were he had a small camp made. He asked the Grand Master what his sorrows were and what he wished for most. The poor Grand Master, not knowing how to react to this stranger and his soothing voice burst into tears, bellowing for the man to just take his heart away, not wanting to feel love ever again.
The stranger smiles a gleeful smile, asking if that is what he truly wished and if he was willing to pay the price for such a wish. With tears running down his face he nodded, not knowing that he had just made a deal with a demon. The next thing he knew he was forced onto his back, hitting his head hard against the ground and then an immense pain in his chest. He looked down to see the mans hand in his chest ripping his still beating heart out, the grin from earlier growing menacingly across his face. Blood poured out of the large wound in his chest and his body began to burn like never before. Eventually he lost consciousness.
When he awoke the stranger, his camp, and his heart were gone. All he could feel was pain burning throughout his entire body. He looked at his hands that were now large and black as charcoal. He didn't know what was going on but rage consumed him, the last thing he remembered was the stranger telling him that his loves death was caused by her father and the young Duke, and that no one came to help her in her time of need. This fueled the mans rage and everything went black. When he was finally in control of his senses everything was on fire, his home, everything was gone, and the two Duke's decapitated heads were in his hands. But this didn't satisfy him, his rage still burned, and so he continued his onslaught across the land, killing everything in his path."
Today all that is left of this story is the rampage of the demon known as Anirab who covered the world in flames. He was only stopped when a group of heroes sealed him away thousands of years ago. Nowadays most people believe that the story was never true and just made up to scare children but little do they know that Anirab does exist, and the chains sealing him away are getting weaker by the day.
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This is supposed to be an open world rp where there isn't really a set path but there is a looming threat unknown to most of the world. This will be fantasy based although Humans are the main species since anything different than themselves was either wiped out or put to work for them (so lower class in society unless there is a special reason behind them rising in the ranks). Just because most people don't believe in Anirab or demons (demons have done a very good job keeping themselves secret) it doesn't mean that the world is fine and dandy. There are still wars between humans, illegal slave trades, hunger and poverty, and so on.
Rules
Before he could even announce the marriage, a war broke out in the center kingdom and word was sent to the Dukes to send aid. Her father took this as the perfect opportunity to be rid of the blacksmith and marry his daughter off without a fuss. The blacksmith tried to talk his way out of going, believing he would never return and the Duke's daughter tried to convince her father as well but this furthered his hatred and the blacksmith was sent away without a chance to say goodbye to his love.
The blacksmith, fearing he would never return if he did not learn to protect himself, learned how to fight alongside the knights he was traveling with. He trained as hard as he could, day and night, keeping his love in his heart, praying she would wait for him to return. Being a smith helped with his training and he soon became very skilled with a sword, soon receiving knighthood from his Commander who believed he was ready but also feared they would all fall. Their march took months and the Commander believed that the King's army could not hold out, so this was just a suicide mission, but he could not defy his Duke.
Back at home the Duke finally decided to announce his daughter's marriage, taking her by surprise. She couldn't believe her ears, her father was giving her away right after he sent her love off to his death without even giving her a chance to tell him how she truly felt. The marriage was set for two weeks from the announcement and the girl was silent for a whole week. She hardly ate or left her room, thinking of her love and what she could do to get out of the marriage.
A week prior to the marriage she tried to reason with her father, telling him that she didn't love the other Duke and would not go through with it. He wouldn't listen and she resorted to threats. She promised him that if he made her go through with it she would kill herself the night before the wedding and nothing he could do would stop her. He scoffed and grabbed her by the arm so tightly that she screamed out in pain, he dared her to even try, she was going to marry the young Duke if she wanted to or not. He then dragged her to her room and threw her inside, telling the maids to keep her in their sights at all times or else they will suffer a fate worse than death.
The blacksmith and the knights where fast approaching the battlefield and could hardly ignore the smell of death in the air. They had no idea what they would be facing and the Commander ordered them to set up camp so they would at least have their strength for whatever was to come. Fear tugged at the back of the blacksmiths mind, what if his training wasn't enough? Would he ever see his love again? What was there after death? His fellow knights tried to help him sleep but by the time he finally did there was only a sliver of night left.
Today was the day he would find out if this was truly the end. They all got ready, everyone around him looked either scared like he was or determined to fight to the end. His Commander called out, beginning their march into the unknown that awaited just beyond the hill. He could see the castle first, then the battlefield. To everyone's surprise the gates were still closed and the King's army still stood, although barely. This gave the men hope and they marched on with fire in their hearts. The blacksmith's heart pounded with a fire he only ever felt when he was around his love, as if she were there watching over him, and he knew that no matter what he would return to her.
The day of the marriage had arrived, the girl had tried to do as she had promised but was quickly stopped by the fearful maids. They prepared her for her wedding and she cried the entire time. Her father came and got her only once it was time to walk down the aisle, beaming with happiness knowing how much this marriage would benefit him. He didn't give a care to his daughter's tears, his only thoughts now where of getting rid of her and her problems.
The wedding went without so much as a hiccup, she couldn't say a single word for her throat hurt too much from crying. By the time night had fallen her voice had already sort of returned but she felt so defeated that nothing came to mind. She was lead away by a maid to a special suit that had been prepared for her and her new "husband" but it didn't click in her mind what was about to happen until the young Duke walked in. He was by no means ugly or had been rude to her in any way but she did not love him and wanted to get out as soon as possible.
She tried to walk towards the door but he stopped her with a grin asking her where she was off to. She told him the truth, she did not love him and wanted to sleep in her own room. He laughed and pulled her into a hug, he wasn't going to let her go so easily, he had given her father a lot of money for her and he was going to take from her whatever he wanted. She tried to fight him but he was too strong for her and he threw her onto the bed and had his way with her. she tried to fight the whole time but to no avail, she was powerless. The following days she was silent, she couldn't find the words, all she felt was cold. Her love was gone, her father sold her off, and her new "husband" only cared for her looks.
Weeks went on in this horrible cycle, her mind and heart slowly growing colder and colder. Soon she started falling sick and her father called for the physician. The next words she heard made the world around her seem like a blur, she was pregnant with that mans child. She couldn't believe her ears, she had always wanted to be a mother but not like this. Everyone else in the room was overjoyed that there would be an heir so soon and they kept guessing as to what the gender would be. She didn't want to hear any of it, it made her sick, so she asked as politely as she could for them to leave so she could rest and to her surprise they did.
The battle was long and hard but eventually the enemy hoards were pushed into a retreat. The blacksmith had survived the fight, luckily he had been in the right place at the right time and saved the King himself from certain death. After the battle the King awarded him the title of Grand Master and since his Commander had died in battle he was now in command of his Duke's army. He was so proud, he had survived and now held such a honorable title, he was sure that now when he returned he and his love could live happily together. But that was not meant to be.
At the same time as her love began his journey home unbeknownst to her, she was feeling more hopeless than ever. Her father and new husband were parading her around like a show pony day after day and she was feeling sicker by the day. She was hardly eating and looked like walking death but this didn't matter to them, they only cared about what she could do for them. One night she decided she couldn't take it anymore, she felt like all the love in the world was gone and there would never be joy again for her. She stood in the window of her wedding chamber, high above her father's domain. She could see her father's army on the horizon, the rising sun casting their shadows across the fields, but it only brought pain to her chest. How could he have survived? She didn't want the pain anymore, all she wanted was to be reunited with her dead love and escape this prison. With her final glimpse of the rising sun, she took her last step and fell to her death.
The new Grand Master couldn't wait to see his love again, he could see his home in the distance as the sun rose behind him. Excitement overflowed through him and he quickened his pace. by the time he reached the Duke's home it was already mid-day. All of the servants were running around and looked more worried than usual which made him nervous. He stopped one of the maids he knew waited on his love and asked her what was going on but before she could get a single word out she burst into tears. He tried his best to calm her down but to no avail so he entered the Duke's home, hoping he would have answers for him. When the Duke saw him he was both surprised he had survived and angry that he thought he could just walk into his home like he was worth something. The Duke began to yell at him scolding him for his behavior, saying a dirty blacksmith should know his place and that the Commander should have his head. The Grand Master waited as patiently as he could for the Duke to stop but once he mentioned the Commander he snapped. He informed the Duke of the Commanders passing and of the state of the kingdom, he ended by telling the Duke of his new status as the Grand Master and how he would be returning to the castle once there was a new Commander to take his place here. He then proceeded to ask why everyone was so on edge and where the Duke's daughter was but as soon as he did the Duke's face twisted in anger. He told him that she wasn't his concern and that his wretch of a daughter had killed herself that morning leaving him with no heir and in possible war with the neighboring Duke, her husband.
This all came as a shock to the poor man, he didn't know how to take the news so he ran out to his old work station and screamed in complete agony. He had endured so much to come home, see so much death, and now that he finally had a chance to be with his love, she kills herself for nothing. The following days he wanders the town drowning himself in drink, hoping to forget her but instead he is haunted by her memory every time he closes his eyes. Her beautiful face, covered in blood, pleading with him to join her.
One night during his now ritualistic drinking he meets a stranger, who is drawn to him like bees to honey. The strangers voice was deep and smooth, captivating him, as if he was the only other human in the world. The stranger eventually lead his staggering self outside to the edge of town were he had a small camp made. He asked the Grand Master what his sorrows were and what he wished for most. The poor Grand Master, not knowing how to react to this stranger and his soothing voice burst into tears, bellowing for the man to just take his heart away, not wanting to feel love ever again.
The stranger smiles a gleeful smile, asking if that is what he truly wished and if he was willing to pay the price for such a wish. With tears running down his face he nodded, not knowing that he had just made a deal with a demon. The next thing he knew he was forced onto his back, hitting his head hard against the ground and then an immense pain in his chest. He looked down to see the mans hand in his chest ripping his still beating heart out, the grin from earlier growing menacingly across his face. Blood poured out of the large wound in his chest and his body began to burn like never before. Eventually he lost consciousness.
When he awoke the stranger, his camp, and his heart were gone. All he could feel was pain burning throughout his entire body. He looked at his hands that were now large and black as charcoal. He didn't know what was going on but rage consumed him, the last thing he remembered was the stranger telling him that his loves death was caused by her father and the young Duke, and that no one came to help her in her time of need. This fueled the mans rage and everything went black. When he was finally in control of his senses everything was on fire, his home, everything was gone, and the two Duke's decapitated heads were in his hands. But this didn't satisfy him, his rage still burned, and so he continued his onslaught across the land, killing everything in his path."
Today all that is left of this story is the rampage of the demon known as Anirab who covered the world in flames. He was only stopped when a group of heroes sealed him away thousands of years ago. Nowadays most people believe that the story was never true and just made up to scare children but little do they know that Anirab does exist, and the chains sealing him away are getting weaker by the day.
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This is supposed to be an open world rp where there isn't really a set path but there is a looming threat unknown to most of the world. This will be fantasy based although Humans are the main species since anything different than themselves was either wiped out or put to work for them (so lower class in society unless there is a special reason behind them rising in the ranks). Just because most people don't believe in Anirab or demons (demons have done a very good job keeping themselves secret) it doesn't mean that the world is fine and dandy. There are still wars between humans, illegal slave trades, hunger and poverty, and so on.
Rules
- All species are welcome but no godmodding/god playing. No one is unkillable and you can't control someone else's character without their permission. We want to make this rp as fair as possible.
- Please keep all characters over 18.
- Sexual content is allowed but please don't take it too far, this is not a porn, so don't treat it like one.
- Keep any powers you have to a maximum of four, again I don't want any OP characters walking around as that would be unfair and make the rp less enjoyable for everyone.
- Treat people outside of the rp with respect. Tensions may rise in the rp but that doesn't give anyone the right to bring it up outside of the rp. It is between your characters, not you.
- Please stick to about three characters, we don't want the thread getting too confusing.
- Please use spoilers for images and music so if anyone is using data it isn't drained.
- Please give people time to respond to posts, I know that people have lives off site so please respect that and try to be patient. Even during the quarantine people still have families to take care of and jobs to do so this should be a place to relax and take their minds off things, not add another thing to stress about.
I will not be starting the rp right away since I would like to give people a chance to create their characters and decide where they would like to take the story so for the first couple days this thread will be for character creation and story ideas (since this is my first rp, I know it is not super fleshed out and I would like some feedback). I will create a second thread for the rp once we get a few people ready.
Also, Anirab is a playable character, I personally don't want to play him and will give more freedom with his character creation to anyone who wants to play him but his backstory should stay relatively the same since it is kind of the backbone for the story right now.
If anyone has any questions feel free to ask either here or PM me.
Character Creation
Appearance:Also, Anirab is a playable character, I personally don't want to play him and will give more freedom with his character creation to anyone who wants to play him but his backstory should stay relatively the same since it is kind of the backbone for the story right now.
If anyone has any questions feel free to ask either here or PM me.
Character Creation
Name:
Age:
Species:
Class/Job:
Owner: (If a slave, or can be for sale on the black market)
Personality:
Special Abilities/Powers: (If any)
Relationships: (If you want to discuss any before hand with other people)
Backstory:
Theme Song: (Optional)
Extra: (Any weapons, pets, likes, or dislikes. Anything extra really)
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