Kenshin
16th September 2003, 04:15 PM
Nelven, a prosperous country home to the many races of Kandera. This mixing pot was a meeting ground for all those seeking peace. This peace was not long lived.
Ramittal, an old worn wizard stumbled upon an enchanted pendant which dramatically increased his skills in the black arts. With this pendant Ramittal gained immortality along with a fierce following. Years passed and with time's growth so did the evil mage's army grow. Ramittal's mastery of the arts was raised to a point where orcs and goblins were at his disposal. So with the men who feared him and the beasts he wielded his time for invasion grew ever closer.
The unexpected arrival of millions of troops on Nelven's footsteps proved unstoppable. As the unexpected travelers, wanderers and inhabitors of Nelven were slaughtered mercilessly. Even the immortal elves proved no match for them.
A hundred years has passed since then and Ramittal's wrath has spread further across Kandera. His army is innumerable. Hope of defeating him is infintesimal. Far away from Ramittlal's stronghold, Nelven lies a rebel encampent filled with but a few thousand persons...
and yet... you are one of them.
Sign Up Form
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Name:
Sex:
Race: Human, Elf, Dwarf, halfling
Age:
Fighting Style: Swordsman, axeman, archers, wizards, priests.
Weapon: Long Sword, Bow and Arrow, cross-bow, Ax, short sword, staff, rod, etc
Armor: Chain mail, Chest plate, can be Iron, Mithril, Bronze, etc, wizards robe.
Looks:
Personality:
Other:
Mine:
Name: Sargon Gruchek
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 26
Style: Swordsman
Weapon: A long iron sword forged in heat of Nelven's mines
Armor: Iron chain mail.
Looks: A tall lean man. His hair is long his beard ragged. His eyes are worn and tired for he has seen many a drastic things. The blue worn out of them to leave a dull but ever calculating gray. His clothes are sullied in dirt and dried blood. His armor is light so that he may fight quickly and retreat just as fast.
Personality: A fierce competitor who cares lil for anything but battle. When he wants his voice can ring out over the roar of battle but he prefers to stay silent and strategize rather than outright charging.
Other: Warpaint, his horse has been with him for many years and it is this horse that he trusts
Ramittal, an old worn wizard stumbled upon an enchanted pendant which dramatically increased his skills in the black arts. With this pendant Ramittal gained immortality along with a fierce following. Years passed and with time's growth so did the evil mage's army grow. Ramittal's mastery of the arts was raised to a point where orcs and goblins were at his disposal. So with the men who feared him and the beasts he wielded his time for invasion grew ever closer.
The unexpected arrival of millions of troops on Nelven's footsteps proved unstoppable. As the unexpected travelers, wanderers and inhabitors of Nelven were slaughtered mercilessly. Even the immortal elves proved no match for them.
A hundred years has passed since then and Ramittal's wrath has spread further across Kandera. His army is innumerable. Hope of defeating him is infintesimal. Far away from Ramittlal's stronghold, Nelven lies a rebel encampent filled with but a few thousand persons...
and yet... you are one of them.
Sign Up Form
~~~~~~~~~
Name:
Sex:
Race: Human, Elf, Dwarf, halfling
Age:
Fighting Style: Swordsman, axeman, archers, wizards, priests.
Weapon: Long Sword, Bow and Arrow, cross-bow, Ax, short sword, staff, rod, etc
Armor: Chain mail, Chest plate, can be Iron, Mithril, Bronze, etc, wizards robe.
Looks:
Personality:
Other:
Mine:
Name: Sargon Gruchek
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 26
Style: Swordsman
Weapon: A long iron sword forged in heat of Nelven's mines
Armor: Iron chain mail.
Looks: A tall lean man. His hair is long his beard ragged. His eyes are worn and tired for he has seen many a drastic things. The blue worn out of them to leave a dull but ever calculating gray. His clothes are sullied in dirt and dried blood. His armor is light so that he may fight quickly and retreat just as fast.
Personality: A fierce competitor who cares lil for anything but battle. When he wants his voice can ring out over the roar of battle but he prefers to stay silent and strategize rather than outright charging.
Other: Warpaint, his horse has been with him for many years and it is this horse that he trusts