War of the Dragons (Sign-up)

[Flarecobra]

Yeah, some of you know this one kinda died, but new MB site, a new chance.

It is a period of war. A Dark Dragon has risen and has created an army to take over the world. It has attacked the human and elven lands, taking over a portion of their terrority, and is in the process of attacking the Dwarven lands. Dispair and fear has set in, as losses mount up, however a legond states that one with both the strength of a dragon, and th eheart of a human, shall come and rid the land of the darkness.

Unfortuneally, many people think of it as only a legond, as after thirty years of resisting the dark army, the predicted savior should have come around. However, she has been around and they haven't known it yet...


A couple of quick notes: No player can play a dragon. So don't bother. Secondly, I'm going to ask the mods to close this thread when it reaches 60 posts, so as to curb marathon posting. Third, the playable races are Elven, human, Half-elf and dwarf. Finally, all Forum rules are in effect. (EDIT) I'll make up a world map, so keep an eye out for it

Also, here are the dragon types:

Red: Your typical fire dragon, most common
Green: Breathes acid, usually found in forested areas and mountains.
Blue: electric dragon, usually found in large mountain ranges
White: Ice dragon, found in polor reagons and tall mountaintops
Gold: Non-elemental breath attack, extremely rare.
Dark: Evil dragon, most powerful, only one in existance.

Name: Draca Seran
Age: 24, but looks younger
Weapon: claws, fire breath
Apperence:5' 8" with Brown hair, with streaks of red in it, Red-orange eyes, and fire-colored scales covering her back, lower body, and tail.

History: The offspring of a red dragon and a human, Draca is the one mentioned in the legond, but she doesn't really beleve so. Due to her hometown's proxmity to dragon lands, there is a large amout of uneasiness, and is a stopping point for dragon hunters, so when she's out, Draca wears a mage-esque robe designed to cover up her draconic features. She is not a fighter, and prefers not to get involved in fights unless she's attacked.

[Derek R.]

Ok. You starting it?

[Raiden]

You KNOW that I'm in! This was the first RP I joined in the other forums. I can't decide if I'll bring Suroz back, or make a new character.

[Flarecobra]

Good. It won't be an exact copy, but it'll do. And you can bring him back, if you want.

[Raerlynn]

Sure, I'll give it a shot. Let me find some time to make my character sheet.

[Demon with a Glass Hand]

Add a new face to the roster? :D

Name: 'Tradesman' Jack
Age: 24
Weapon: Dagger, throwing knives, short sword
Appearance: 5'6 with a thin, wiry frame. Body mass is mostly tight, stringy sinew, so he's agile and fast, but not too strong. Short chesnut hair, hazel eyes, and an olive skin tone (just think Italian. He's not green, but his skin has a permament tan tinge to it).

History: Just another son of a farmer who, when sent of to become an apprentice, decided to get an education in everything. He knows a little about a lot of trades, but his general knowledge of metalwork or woodwork is nothing compared to his knowledge of the 'Skulduggerous' skills. He's a Jack of all Trades!

[IHateMakingNames]

"The offspring of a red dragon and a human"

So many things wrong with that sentence...

[Forever Zero]

Heres my character too...

Name: Magrolion (called Mag)
Age: 64
Weapon: Silver staff, powerful magic
Appearence: He stands at about 5 foot 10, with a long white beard that goes down too his waist. He wears a simple robe covered in lots of grey and brown patches, so many it looks like those are holding it together. He wear a wide brimmed leather hat as well, with long grey hair that runs down his back, a grey beard that goes to his waist, and very calm brown eyes. He looks very old and tired, slowly traveling along, using his staff as a walking stick, but his magical powers are first rate, and he is much more active and physically stronger than he puts on.

History: Once Mag was a powerful wizard in the court of king of all humanity, but when the dragons came even his magic wasn't enough to stand up to the full might of the dragon's legions. He fled to the elven lands, and this time prepared helped them to resist the onslaught of the dragons, but even prepared they didn't stand a chace. The dwarves are the last great power remaining, so he went there to help them, always putting all of his effort into trying to stop the dragons any way possible. When the dwarven lords heard of the prophacy, they decided that Mag's powers would be a greater aid to the chosen one then them since no conventional army has been able to defeat the dragons, and now Mag is out traveling and exploring, looking for the chosen one so he can help them in their journey.

[Raiden]

Trust me, IHMN. When we did this RP in the other forums J Man, Jadguy, BM, and I ground that joke into the ground. There isn't much you could say that we didn't already say.

I'm glad you added in Half-Elves this time. I had to ask you to do that last time. I hope I can still use my baby Gold Dragon like last time. Only this time, I won't have him hatch. That was a big waste of a chapter. I'll just have him already born. And a few years old.

Name: Suroz Trapana
Race: Half-Elf
Age: 174 (looks like he's 35)
Weapons: Extremely large broad sword, the legendary Earth Orb, and his pet baby Gold Dragon.
Appearance: Suroz: 6' 4''. Long white hair, blue eyes. His right ear is pointed like an elf, but his left ear is rounded like a human. He has a scar across his left eye and another scar across his chest. Extremely muscular. Wears brown pants, brown boots, leather gloves, a large white shirt, and a black cloak. His large broadsword is strapped to his back, and he wears a wide-brimmed hat that covers his ears. A green and brown swirled rock called the Earth Stone hangs from his neck.
Ryu-yuuki (the Gold Dragon): 5 ft. long and 3 ft. tall, wingspan is around 7 ft. Walks around on all fours. Wings are strong enough to carry him and about two other people. Is covered in gold scales, and has red eyes. It has two thick horns on it's forehead, and spikes on it's tail. Claws on it's feet, and many sharp fangs in it's mouth.

History: Suroz was born many years ago. His mother was a human, and his father was an elf. Because of his mixed heritage, he wasn't widely liked. The elves despised him for being tainted by human blood, and the humans spurned him because he wasn't normal. The only person that truly cared about him was his mother. As a gift for his 16th birthday, his mother gave him a golden egg and a weird rock hanging from a chain, which he later figured out to be the Earth Stone. He nurtured the egg until it hatched into a Gold Dragon. He named the dragon Ryu-yuuki. He never figured out how to get the Earth Stone to work, until he was 25. That was when the Dark Dragon attacked his village. The dragon sensed the power of the Earth Stone, and wanted it for itself. The Dark Dragon burned down the village, and captured Suroz's mother. She refused to tell the Dragon where the Earth Stone was, so he crushed her underneath his claws. In a rage of fury, Suroz attacked the dragon, but was slashed by the dragon, getting cuts on his left eye and on his chest. The dragon was about to perform a breath attack on Suroz, but then the Earth Stone activated, and it took him and his Gold Dragon far away from the village before he was killed. Suroz vowed that he would someday take part in killing the dragon, even if it cost him his own life.


Kind of long, but I had a lot to fill in from the last Suroz.

[Squishy Cheeks]

Name: Satsu Greenleaf
Age: 236 looks to be in his twenties
Weapon: His rockin tunes, a bow, and a sharp elven sword
Apperence: 6' 4" elf. short black hair, green/blue eyes, Wears a green cloak alot.

History: Satsu is a traveling minstrel. He has a love of taverns and music. He is also a skilled ranger. He is equally at home in a bar pelting out the jams, or in the wilderness stalking his prey.

[IHateMakingNames]

I bet I could come up with something, just I don't know what was said before...

And exactly how loose are you being with character strength limits?

[Raiden]

My guy's really strong, but he ain't that fast. Which is why he has the dragon. Good dragon. Rip out the throats of daddy's enemies.

[IHateMakingNames]

I think being strong, having a teleporting earth orb thing, and a gold dragon that can rip out throats is a tad much...

If not, I'm going to have fun with my character...

[Raiden]

Just as a note, my orb didn't teleport me anywhere. What the Earth Orb does is allow me to control Earth. What it did was make a tunnel in the earth, and use dirt to push me through it until I was far away. And Flare was alright with it, because I didn't god-mode and use it all the time.

[IHateMakingNames]

I know, I figured thats how you had it work. But that's just a different type of teleporting, instead of just disappearing then reappearing, you disappear in the ground then reappear somewhere else...

[Squishy Cheeks]

no my old character did that. But blinking was his thing.

[GatoFiero]

I'm not planning to participate but i just had a good character idea. Someone can have a character that cannot be killed by magic (includes magic dragon fire). But just because he can't be killed doesn't mean he can't get really really hurt. If you have read legend of chameleon then you know what I’m talking about.

[Lunos Moon]

It would be great if My Character Wrodth the Red could join. He's a Dragon slayer. Lesse... Red Hair, Red Tunic, Red cape, Red eyes, Talking sword named Dayne... He got his nickname from his image, and his passion for slaying red Dragons. Dragons burned down his village when he was a child and voila! Instant hatred.

[IHateMakingNames]

Was planning on making my guy a dragon slayer... Well, not really a slayer, just some guy who some how killed a dragon and wears it's scales and claws and such...

[Derek R.]

I will play a Common Farmer who combats the dry climate and the weeds that threaten his turnip patch.

[IHateMakingNames]

Whoa there... Sounds a bit to god moddy there...

[Derek R.]

Yeah I guess your right. Lets make the Farmer crippled and the Turnips old cabbage.

[Bob the Mercenary]

Name: unknown (if you need one, I'll give you one)
Age: 18
Race: Elven
Weapon: Silver dagger with a jade colored leaf design in the middle of the handle. Bow made from dried vines wound together attached to a shaft made from tempered bamboo. Looks like it was made in haste or by a beginner.

Appearance: Wearing human-like clothing: baggy short pants made from brown cloth, a greenish brown shirt with no sleeves, a white vest. Small gauntlets made of copper. Brown boots. Large golden necklace with a round medallion at the end with a picture of a woman on one side and an inscription on the other. Dirty skin. Green eyes. Appears passive of what's going on around him. Always looks either sad or suspicious. Looks rather short for his age. Short black hair.

Short history: Little is known about the elf's history. His father was killed in a battle with an opposing army of an unknown race when he was three. His mother escaped their homeland with him shortly before it was burned down by said army. Was subject to much persecution about his size and looks. He had lost most of his elven complexion through harsh traveling and working for money as everything from a craftsman to a weaponsmith. Became an expert in the art of thievery and pickpocketing. Had had little training in magic although he knows the basics. His mother was soon murdered by a hired elf assassin. Reason unknown. Eventually ended up in (starting town, point, etc...)

Agile and fast, but not that strong.

[Raerlynn]

Name: Galen Lin-Kira
Age: 21
Race: 1/8 Elven (Human for gameplay purposes)
Weapons of choice: Rapier, Throwing daggers (3), Witty remarks

Appearance: About 5'11", Galen manages to look almost totally human. The only hint of elven blood in him are the gently pointed ears. His typical outfit consists of a white undershirt, with a blue vest on top. He wear loose fitting white leggings that permit rapid movement. He also wears a pair of carefully tooled gloves. Always around his neck is a small golden pendant with a dragon symbol. Galen's rapier, Wyrmsfang, was commisioned for him at the age of 16. It never leaves his side unless absolutely neccesary. The rapier is exquisitely designed, using a dragon hand guard and a long 3' 5" blade made of a blue steel. The daggers are all standard and light weight. One in each boot and the third is tucked up Galen's left sleeve.

History: The son of a wealthy noble family, Galen had it all. His parents were quick to retreat when the original Dragon Wars broke loose, and that has cost the family some of its social standing. Galen himself is generally in a cheerful mood, and during battle is known to taunt his enemies with swift rejoinders. The one time that any have seen Galen truly angry was during the batle against a dragon that had decimated his town. All but three of the warriors that day fell, including Galen's father and his love. Galen set forth after this incident, bent on preventing other attacks from ever occurring again. He firmly believes that his town was targeted and is very easer to find out why...

[Flarecobra]

Trust me, that joke's already been done to death.

For you three (Lunos, IHMN, Derek) that just said what their character's going to be, I'm afraid I'm going to have to drop you due to lack of character info.

Gato, sorry, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to shoot that idea down. Yeah, dwarves may be resistent to magical effects, but there's nothing in the world that's immune. Besides, dragon breath isn't magic.

Don't worry about Soruz, He knows when to keep his abilities in check.

Finally, when I finish up the map, We'll begin.

[BMHadoken]

Can I be ninja? I'll have throwing stars, maybe poisonous darts, and a katana?

I'll write up more later if this basic idea is ok.

[Flarecobra]

Sorry, but we've got enough people for now.

Oh, and World map is ready. The areas outlined in red are Dragon lands, and the dark-red line shows the areas taken over by the dark army.

[Flarecobra]

Sorry Zero, I already said that we have enough people, plus there are no half-orcs anyway.

[IHateMakingNames]

I only didn't make a bio cause I wasn't sure you would allow a human in dragon scales...

[Raiden]

IHMN, PLEASE don't bring Red back. That guy REALLY pissed me off.

[IHateMakingNames]

God no. Why would I bring someone back that I purposely killed? Just a guy in dragon armor fits so well here...

[Derek R.]

But But But...my Crops!

[Jack of Spades]

Name: Virot Turnblade
Age: 121, looks younger(in his twenties)
Race: Drow if they’re allowed just an elf if not
Weapon: 2Scimitars Dagger in boot and a shortsword and dagger on his belt
Apperence:5' 4" with White hair, Red eyes and black skin(like the crayon not the skin tone) Lean, but well muscled. Very charming, and tends to add flair to his movements(cloak flies out when he turns a flip of the sword before an attack). Dresses in Whites,Greys, and Blacks, has a trencoat made of Dragon scales

History: Virot lived underground in a small commune of drow. He fell in love with a young female named Asmira Liadon. He tried to impress her by destroying a couple towns but it failed “It’s just humans. If you want me you’ll have to slay a dragon.” So Virot set out to find a dragon. After two weeks he found a young black dragon. He slew the dragon and commissioned a trenchcoat be made from it’s scales. He lived happily with Asmira until a dragon attacked the commune. It asked who slew the young black dragon and Virot stepped forward, Asmira hiding behind him. The dragon shoved Virot aside and sprayed Asmira with acid, she dissolved into sludge. Virot leaped forward to attack but ws easily beaten by the dragon. The dragon ,content with the torment it caused Virot, left the commune in shambles. Virot enraged at the loss of his beloved and having been beaten so easily danned his coat took up his blades and set out to slay the dragon that did this to him.

It's long but I thoght this sounded cool. I'm in english class now so it'll be awhile before I post again. I just had to get a charecter in.

[Jack of Spades]

I have some extra time in animation so here's what my charecter is doing. I'll probably post again at like 9pm pacific time

I step out from the cave which I've been staying in the light burns my eyes 'cause it's been days since I've been above ground. Snow falls lightly on the ground around me. Drawing my scimitars I set out to find some food, possibly that antlered animal humans call a "deer".
*track deer**kill deer**skin and eat some deer**make some deer jerky*
"This'll last a few days maybe I'll find a town. They might know where the dragon went. And if not...I'll send them to meet thier god."
*sets off along the path and reaches a town in 3 days*
"Out of food...I'll have to get supplies too."
*Goes to town and gets supplies**walks to tavern to ask about dragon*
"Does anyone hear know of a black dragon living in these parts?"
*Bartender looks up*"A group of adventurers set off toward the western swamp yesterday looking for a dragon. Maybe it's the one your'e looking for.
"Your'e a lucky man bartender...I'll let you live."
*decapitates the nearest patron and takes an oil lamp off a table**people flee the tavern**Walks out side and lights the building across the street on fire with the lamp**Virot leaves the town killing anyone that stands in front of him.*-he suffers minor wounds in the process-*The town remains on fire behind him*
"So...to the west he said?"
*Virot heads off to the western swamp.*

[Flarecobra]

Hete to tell you this, but there a few things wrong.

A: There's only been one Black Dragon
B: They're on an island in the middle of the ocean
c: I think it's dying off.

[Jack of Spades]

Okay. He killed another type of baby dragon and had a coat made from it. Can it still be the black dragon I'm chasing? If not I'm hunting a wizard that killed his lover instead. which means replace the black dragon with wizard the baby dragon with any dragon and if I can't have found a baby dragon, a large reptile with red scales.

[Death Dealer]

If you ever need another character PM me. I'll go ahead and post my character for now just in case.

Name: Grimloch
Race: Dwarf
Age: Mid 50's (In human.)
Weapons: An Axe of Mithril (If mithril exists in your realm, otherwise it will be Steel)
Description: About 5 foot tall, this Dwarf's beard puts most to shame. His mahogany hair goes down halfway down his back, and his beard is slightly braided at the ends. He is clad in Heavy Iron boots and Platemail, with a pair of spiked pauldrons upon his shoulders. His skin is a ruddy brown, and many scars adorn his face. The most noticable is the one going through his right eye, which rendered him sightless in that eye. He has an old scar on his chest, and he's more than proud to tell the story.