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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: August 21, 2013, 03:56:09 PM »
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: August 20, 2013, 06:19:06 PM »
The Halls of Celeste flickered from the light of thousands of candle lights illuminating the grand atrium, the grandiose marble architecture glosses and shines only tarnished by the boots of the tech foremen bringing in reports from the labs.
"How goes the call to arms?" Adriana spoke through her walls of flame.
"The workers are tired, my lady, but they are driven to accomplish their tasks and please thyself."
"And they will be rewarded as their due."
The servant bows and leaves the halls, the military adviser steps forth, "My lady, the threat at hand?"
"Distribute the new weapons to the ground troops. I had wanted to unleash Avalon on our foes."
"Yes my lady, Avalon is not yet complete."
"So be my displeasure that the unbelievers would dare unleash such an abomination upon our sacred citadel."
Advance Civilization -5: Excalibur A Mysterious Weapon
Advance Civilization -5: Camelot A Mysterious Defense
Advance Civilization -5: Avalon A Mysterious Power
A strange mound has formed in the forests around Lyndisfarne......
Remaining Points: 0
"How goes the call to arms?" Adriana spoke through her walls of flame.
"The workers are tired, my lady, but they are driven to accomplish their tasks and please thyself."
"And they will be rewarded as their due."
The servant bows and leaves the halls, the military adviser steps forth, "My lady, the threat at hand?"
"Distribute the new weapons to the ground troops. I had wanted to unleash Avalon on our foes."
"Yes my lady, Avalon is not yet complete."
"So be my displeasure that the unbelievers would dare unleash such an abomination upon our sacred citadel."
Advance Civilization -5: Excalibur A Mysterious Weapon
Advance Civilization -5: Camelot A Mysterious Defense
Advance Civilization -5: Avalon A Mysterious Power
A strange mound has formed in the forests around Lyndisfarne......
Remaining Points: 0
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Art Gallery / Re: What should I turn into next? -- 2 (Vote!)
« on: August 19, 2013, 01:42:28 PM »
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: August 12, 2013, 10:02:34 PM »
Create Subrace-4 Followers of Origin
Having established themselves a strong centralized order and all whom reside in Lyndisfarne have converted, she announces the formation of an independent nation. The Followers of Origin.
The culture established tends to be rather xenophobic but welcoming to 'converts' who come to join the flock.
Command Avatar Adriana: Raise Army -1 Fleet Command
Adriana grins in accomplishment, her crusaders having made much progress in expanding and developing the needed infrastructure for what comes next.
"We shall build great ships to take to the most dangerous of seas and tame as one does to a pet..."
Advance Race Followers: Ascended Knowledge - Classified Weapons -5
"... We shall rain fire on the forces of evil that pervade the cosmos and smite all who dare resist the Origin."
Famed converted engineers received thousands of pages worth of complex designs and blueprints for technology completely beyond their comprehension. Still, the works were translated to be manageable for their mortal minds. They and thousands of workers went to work on a massive project...
Command Avatar Morgana: Raise Army -1 Plague of Locust
Morgana had not bathed in months. She grew tired of scrounging the land for whatever men and food she could find to support her plans. She lays eyes northward to reclaim what she had lost.
"Soon... they shall pay..."
Points Remaining: 0
Having established themselves a strong centralized order and all whom reside in Lyndisfarne have converted, she announces the formation of an independent nation. The Followers of Origin.
The culture established tends to be rather xenophobic but welcoming to 'converts' who come to join the flock.
Command Avatar Adriana: Raise Army -1 Fleet Command
Adriana grins in accomplishment, her crusaders having made much progress in expanding and developing the needed infrastructure for what comes next.
"We shall build great ships to take to the most dangerous of seas and tame as one does to a pet..."
Advance Race Followers: Ascended Knowledge - Classified Weapons -5
"... We shall rain fire on the forces of evil that pervade the cosmos and smite all who dare resist the Origin."
Famed converted engineers received thousands of pages worth of complex designs and blueprints for technology completely beyond their comprehension. Still, the works were translated to be manageable for their mortal minds. They and thousands of workers went to work on a massive project...
Command Avatar Morgana: Raise Army -1 Plague of Locust
Morgana had not bathed in months. She grew tired of scrounging the land for whatever men and food she could find to support her plans. She lays eyes northward to reclaim what she had lost.
"Soon... they shall pay..."
Points Remaining: 0
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: July 31, 2013, 03:39:54 PM »
Lindisfarne
A grand golden ring structure stands above the gates of Lindisfarne:
Ave Ignis. Hatred et calor. Praedo hostium.
So it was written above the gates of Lindisfarne, the city converted and under the control of the Origin. Much of the city has been rebuilt and converted into a sacred beauty partly reminiscent of old Pomharpii designs, but heavy with ivory over obsidian. A violent trial by fire, and many are still bitter within the city. However to many who overseer the city and those who reside in it, obey your lords, worship the flame, and you may live your life peacefully and hopefully without intervention.
The first years were fraught with execution by fire sung by believers. Their worship so hardened to believe all else is but the realm of evil, that few bat an eye to the executions. Over the generation, many came to accept this way of life as bandits are utterly terrified of this new order. Adriana is no economist, but she knew better than the thrust a knee on the very resources mortals need to survive, therefore she has encouraged the faithful to compete in contests and business and those who flourish are blessed by their God for pushing their hardest to their goals. This fostering of self improvement has done much to convert the people to their God, and have thus become more fanatical to her in the belief that the faithful are rewarded.
Adriana looked upon her first victory. A good start, she thought, but more is to be done.
Command Avatar -1: Raise Army Crusaders of the Coming Purity
Command Order Priory of Origin -3: Raise Army Crusaders of the Serene Heat
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Morgana tended to the wounds of her army, furious that a band of brigands would dare oppose her fury. She sent her generals out to recruit more troops, as well as couriers to find out why her reinforcements haven't arrived.
"Morgana, Morgana, you have blundered so..." Myrddin chuckled and ducked as Morgana lashed a lightning bolt over his head.
"Myrddin you fool, shouldn't you be tending your pitiful library as I've ordered you to? What are you doing here? Go back home before I have your head!"
"I apologize, Morgana, but I cannot do that. For you see..." Myrddin reached into his robes and pulled out a copy of the Federalist Papers, "For you see... you have lost your citadel."
Morgana paused for a moment, torn between shock and anger.
"Morgana, we are both immortals, surely you realize that you cannot let such trivialities anger you...?" before he was interrupted he teleported out to dodge Morgana's fireballs. The Witch Queen sits in her throne and contemplates how to regain control. This isn't a mere game to her.
Command Avatar: -1 Raise Army Morgana raids the dozens of bandit camps in the surrounding areas and presses them into service, brainwashing them and removing their personalities. She forms the "Army of the Dark Gaze", a mass of cannon fodder to her command.
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
As the Army of Mists marched on the short path to Lindisfarne, a bright flash of light suddenly burst in front of them, carving a small crater in the road.
"If you value your lives, and your troubled brethren, I suggest you reconsider and hold." Danyel warned.
"Who are you?" One soldier questioned.
"He looks like that Flame fellow! I saw it before!"
"No no no, this one's not on fire."
"I apologize and sympathize with your desire to reclaim your city, but the Origin has reinforced their position. You are outnumbered three to one, and they have your own technology to work against you, maybe even better knowing Adriana..."
"You know the beast...!?"
"I must really keep my mouth shut. But if it makes you feel better..." Danyel raised a paw and....
Command Avatar: Raise Army -1 The Purple Hearts (Chiaro)
"I'll search around for whatever survivors and refugees from Lindisfarne and assemble them in Highland. There are also a lot of displaced FoxFolk to the west, I'll send them word that you require aid. You'll recognize their shields."
"Wh..wha...?"
"How can we trust you?"
"I've just spent energy to come here and warn you, and inform you of possible helpers. I've already done too much, I may return in the future. For now adieu." With that, Danyel vanishes in a flash of light.
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Myrddin sat upon his chair, sighing heavily at the recent events and revolution within Ter.
"Such rambunctiousness! He threw his spiked hat to the stand and quickly got back to work, writing theories he already knew about to hand to the Terrans, as well as possible battle plans to prevent such an uprising from happening again.
"All the better to STICK IT to Morgana! Yehahahahaw!"
Advance City: Ter -4
Railgun
The moment Myrddin spoke of the name, the research council all tilted their heads and let out a collective "What?"
The weapon Myrddin fashioned for the Terrans was not truly of technology. Although it functions via electromagnetism like how Myrddin knows it to, it functions exclusively off of his power. In general Myrddin must be around for the device to function, flinging a metal slug down a metal tube at high velocities towards a target. Myrddin generally disliked the act of killing, but he wouldn't be caught idling again.
Remaining Points: 0
A grand golden ring structure stands above the gates of Lindisfarne:
Ave Ignis. Hatred et calor. Praedo hostium.
So it was written above the gates of Lindisfarne, the city converted and under the control of the Origin. Much of the city has been rebuilt and converted into a sacred beauty partly reminiscent of old Pomharpii designs, but heavy with ivory over obsidian. A violent trial by fire, and many are still bitter within the city. However to many who overseer the city and those who reside in it, obey your lords, worship the flame, and you may live your life peacefully and hopefully without intervention.
The first years were fraught with execution by fire sung by believers. Their worship so hardened to believe all else is but the realm of evil, that few bat an eye to the executions. Over the generation, many came to accept this way of life as bandits are utterly terrified of this new order. Adriana is no economist, but she knew better than the thrust a knee on the very resources mortals need to survive, therefore she has encouraged the faithful to compete in contests and business and those who flourish are blessed by their God for pushing their hardest to their goals. This fostering of self improvement has done much to convert the people to their God, and have thus become more fanatical to her in the belief that the faithful are rewarded.
Adriana looked upon her first victory. A good start, she thought, but more is to be done.
Command Avatar -1: Raise Army Crusaders of the Coming Purity
Command Order Priory of Origin -3: Raise Army Crusaders of the Serene Heat
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Morgana tended to the wounds of her army, furious that a band of brigands would dare oppose her fury. She sent her generals out to recruit more troops, as well as couriers to find out why her reinforcements haven't arrived.
"Morgana, Morgana, you have blundered so..." Myrddin chuckled and ducked as Morgana lashed a lightning bolt over his head.
"Myrddin you fool, shouldn't you be tending your pitiful library as I've ordered you to? What are you doing here? Go back home before I have your head!"
"I apologize, Morgana, but I cannot do that. For you see..." Myrddin reached into his robes and pulled out a copy of the Federalist Papers, "For you see... you have lost your citadel."
Morgana paused for a moment, torn between shock and anger.
"Morgana, we are both immortals, surely you realize that you cannot let such trivialities anger you...?" before he was interrupted he teleported out to dodge Morgana's fireballs. The Witch Queen sits in her throne and contemplates how to regain control. This isn't a mere game to her.
Command Avatar: -1 Raise Army Morgana raids the dozens of bandit camps in the surrounding areas and presses them into service, brainwashing them and removing their personalities. She forms the "Army of the Dark Gaze", a mass of cannon fodder to her command.
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
As the Army of Mists marched on the short path to Lindisfarne, a bright flash of light suddenly burst in front of them, carving a small crater in the road.
"If you value your lives, and your troubled brethren, I suggest you reconsider and hold." Danyel warned.
"Who are you?" One soldier questioned.
"He looks like that Flame fellow! I saw it before!"
"No no no, this one's not on fire."
"I apologize and sympathize with your desire to reclaim your city, but the Origin has reinforced their position. You are outnumbered three to one, and they have your own technology to work against you, maybe even better knowing Adriana..."
"You know the beast...!?"
"I must really keep my mouth shut. But if it makes you feel better..." Danyel raised a paw and....
Command Avatar: Raise Army -1 The Purple Hearts (Chiaro)
"I'll search around for whatever survivors and refugees from Lindisfarne and assemble them in Highland. There are also a lot of displaced FoxFolk to the west, I'll send them word that you require aid. You'll recognize their shields."
"Wh..wha...?"
"How can we trust you?"
"I've just spent energy to come here and warn you, and inform you of possible helpers. I've already done too much, I may return in the future. For now adieu." With that, Danyel vanishes in a flash of light.
;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Myrddin sat upon his chair, sighing heavily at the recent events and revolution within Ter.
"Such rambunctiousness! He threw his spiked hat to the stand and quickly got back to work, writing theories he already knew about to hand to the Terrans, as well as possible battle plans to prevent such an uprising from happening again.
"All the better to STICK IT to Morgana! Yehahahahaw!"
Advance City: Ter -4
Railgun
The moment Myrddin spoke of the name, the research council all tilted their heads and let out a collective "What?"
The weapon Myrddin fashioned for the Terrans was not truly of technology. Although it functions via electromagnetism like how Myrddin knows it to, it functions exclusively off of his power. In general Myrddin must be around for the device to function, flinging a metal slug down a metal tube at high velocities towards a target. Myrddin generally disliked the act of killing, but he wouldn't be caught idling again.
Remaining Points: 0
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: July 29, 2013, 10:08:19 PM »
Avatar Revealed!
Adriana: The Origin Flame
Many untold years ago there was once a Batosian soldier by the name of Adriana, a valuable member of the Pomharpii order Black Pom. The Pomharpii looked favorably on multiracial integration, especially welcoming their ancestors: The Batosians. Adriana was fanatical, to say the least. She personally led the defense of Sarajevo from the vicious Fox-Fox invasion. Rumor has it she charged on foot and personally slain dozens, perhaps hundreds of double headed abominations as an example of her rage. Upon their Ascension, Adriana was uneasy with the eternal peace they have obtained as it was in her nature and training to dominate and destroy those who oppose her and her people. The greater Pomharpii Ascension have little qualms about their members doing what they wish so long as they don't endanger the whole, as such Adriana decided to travel to other worlds and assemble grand armies and sweep aside all non-believers and wage an interstellar battle to assert their Ascended dominance. Adriana has come to this world as who she appears where others would disguise themselves within the existing societies. She is an Avatar of the Eternal and Origin of the Flame. She is the Origin Flame, and will smite all those who refuse to join the crusade.
Create Order -6: Priory of Origin
Adriana began her crusade with greatest of promises: Power, then Knowledge, even possibly the secret of Ascension to those who follow in her footsteps and prove themselves worthy. The priors are derived from virtually every race on the planet with the capacity of fanaticism and reverence in their being. Jaeger, Chiaro, even wayward Melodians are brought together within the Priory to worship the teachings of the Origin Flame. Such is their devotion that the casting of flame is a holy act.
Adriana breathed deep the empowering worship she has been granted. She is but a god compared to these beings, and so she sets her sights on her first target of the crusade...
Command Order -3: Raise Army "Crusaders of the Flame"
The Priory scattered throughout the world, gifted with arcane powers by their God, Adriana whom ordained that followers be gathered, great war machines be built, and the loyal be equipped with weapons of destruction. The Chiaro Prior preached his sermons in Lindisfarne and quickly assembled those loyal out of the city to witness Adriana, their god. Emboldened by their witness of the Origin Flame, they fanatically return home to spread word of the new, true god. Though many Chiaro resisted the idea of the coming of a god, many joined their ranks, bringing with them Chiaro technology and equipment, reforming them by the instruction of the Origin.
Command Avatar -1: Attack Lindisfarne
Adriana set forth her Crusaders upon the helpless city, those who refused to acknowledge her would be punished.
;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the City of Ter-2 years ago...
Morgana thoroughly enjoyed being queen, controlling servants and giving out demands to the peoples. She cared little for the petty squabble of the masses, only enough to keep taxes low enough to encourage the masses to carry on with their lives. That is until she heard of Say...
"Such is a perfect time to demonstrate my dominance over these people." She remarked and ordered her knights to form a second army...
Command Order: -3 Raise Army Army of the Vengeful Queen
Command Avatar: -1
Morgana marches with the Army of the True King and Army of the Vengeful Queen to Say.
"So the Chiaro invade our territory as well? Let them kill weaken one another first, then kill the survivors."
Morgana waits until the aftermath of the Chiaro/Pirate battle then attacks the victor of said battle
Morgana is unaware of an armed uprising and attack on Ter while on campaign. Only the city garrison remains.
Remaining Points: 0
Adriana: The Origin Flame
Many untold years ago there was once a Batosian soldier by the name of Adriana, a valuable member of the Pomharpii order Black Pom. The Pomharpii looked favorably on multiracial integration, especially welcoming their ancestors: The Batosians. Adriana was fanatical, to say the least. She personally led the defense of Sarajevo from the vicious Fox-Fox invasion. Rumor has it she charged on foot and personally slain dozens, perhaps hundreds of double headed abominations as an example of her rage. Upon their Ascension, Adriana was uneasy with the eternal peace they have obtained as it was in her nature and training to dominate and destroy those who oppose her and her people. The greater Pomharpii Ascension have little qualms about their members doing what they wish so long as they don't endanger the whole, as such Adriana decided to travel to other worlds and assemble grand armies and sweep aside all non-believers and wage an interstellar battle to assert their Ascended dominance. Adriana has come to this world as who she appears where others would disguise themselves within the existing societies. She is an Avatar of the Eternal and Origin of the Flame. She is the Origin Flame, and will smite all those who refuse to join the crusade.
Create Order -6: Priory of Origin
Adriana began her crusade with greatest of promises: Power, then Knowledge, even possibly the secret of Ascension to those who follow in her footsteps and prove themselves worthy. The priors are derived from virtually every race on the planet with the capacity of fanaticism and reverence in their being. Jaeger, Chiaro, even wayward Melodians are brought together within the Priory to worship the teachings of the Origin Flame. Such is their devotion that the casting of flame is a holy act.
Adriana breathed deep the empowering worship she has been granted. She is but a god compared to these beings, and so she sets her sights on her first target of the crusade...
Command Order -3: Raise Army "Crusaders of the Flame"
The Priory scattered throughout the world, gifted with arcane powers by their God, Adriana whom ordained that followers be gathered, great war machines be built, and the loyal be equipped with weapons of destruction. The Chiaro Prior preached his sermons in Lindisfarne and quickly assembled those loyal out of the city to witness Adriana, their god. Emboldened by their witness of the Origin Flame, they fanatically return home to spread word of the new, true god. Though many Chiaro resisted the idea of the coming of a god, many joined their ranks, bringing with them Chiaro technology and equipment, reforming them by the instruction of the Origin.
Command Avatar -1: Attack Lindisfarne
Adriana set forth her Crusaders upon the helpless city, those who refused to acknowledge her would be punished.
;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the City of Ter-2 years ago...
Morgana thoroughly enjoyed being queen, controlling servants and giving out demands to the peoples. She cared little for the petty squabble of the masses, only enough to keep taxes low enough to encourage the masses to carry on with their lives. That is until she heard of Say...
"Such is a perfect time to demonstrate my dominance over these people." She remarked and ordered her knights to form a second army...
Command Order: -3 Raise Army Army of the Vengeful Queen
Command Avatar: -1
Morgana marches with the Army of the True King and Army of the Vengeful Queen to Say.
"So the Chiaro invade our territory as well? Let them kill weaken one another first, then kill the survivors."
Morgana waits until the aftermath of the Chiaro/Pirate battle then attacks the victor of said battle
Morgana is unaware of an armed uprising and attack on Ter while on campaign. Only the city garrison remains.
Remaining Points: 0
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: July 17, 2013, 10:33:24 PM »
Within the Grand City of Ter
Merlin stroked his beard, the Pomharpii impersonating as a Terran wasn't terribly sure what to make of the successor to King Arth.
"Certainly he has SOME redeeming qualities. I have spent many eons instructing his father in the ways of science and understanding. For now I must press on."
Merlin submits to the scientific community a thesis on enhanced metallurgy to the Terrans. Obviously incomplete so that Merlin doesn't divulge too much to the young race.
ADVANCE CIVILIZATION -5
Terrans receive some early metallurgical science from Merlin, giving them the basics to take the leap from bronze to iron, and iron to steel, and beyond.
Additionally, Merlin sent a general request that the Knights of the Round Table start mobilizing an army to help maintain order in the change of government.
Command Order -3: Create Army
Army of the True King
The army is a regiment of well trained soldiers fully equipped with ranged, melee, heavy armor, and siege equipment. They are fully committed to serving the Terrans.
:---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Myrddin..."
"Eh? Who goes there? I'm busy! Wait... that name..."
"Certainly you've not forgotten your true name, Wizard?"
"Y...you.... what are you doing here!?"
AVATAR REVEALED!!!
MORGANA, THE FAERIE
Many eons ago, the Pomharpii known as Morgana the Faerie was part of the order The Marked, a sect dedicated to the understanding of Diplomacy, Subterfuge, and Manipulation. She is an especially talented member of this order during its prime; she has proven herself many times by subverting others to accept her will and obey her commands without question. She has set whole city states at one another with sheer charisma. She was given the nickname The Faerie for her disturbing capacity to charm and enchant others to do her bidding.
When she Ascended along many of her kind, she sought a life of concealment by impersonating mortals and mastering her powers to affect the minds of others. She has become famous amongst the Pomharpii Ascended of her ability to coerce others into obeying her.
"What are you doing here, Morgana," Myrddin shouted, "This world isnt of any concern to you!"
"On contrary, Myrddin," Morgana flicked her fox paw at Myrddin, "Your involvement here is as much of a reason for me to be here as well."
"What are you talking about!? And why have you taken the form of a Terran? Wait...."
"My dear Myrddin, you have forced my hand. You must leave this world, else I'll force you to."
"You can't be serious..."
Morgana vanishes into the darkness...
4 Days Later
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!" Shouts roared from outside Ter's gates.
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!" Knights clad in steel armor and armed with the latest weapons lay siege to Ter.
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!"
The Army of the True King have been brainwashed by Morgana through various magics, tonics, and mind control into believing she is the true heir to King Arth. Even royal archivists have discovered to their dismay papers proving her heritage within the royal vaults. Paintings of her appeared in various chambers in the castle and many servants suddenly remember the daughter of Arth.
Command Avatar -1
Morgana marches on Ter, seeking to dethrone King Moore.
;----------------------------------------------------------
In the deep south pole...
Danyel sighs in relief where upon the bright flash of light a few years back had not yet seen fit to come to him. "Last thing I need is someone shoving me around..."
Danyel returns his observations on the strange Tiatlaca.
"It appears signs of rapid evolution have caused their minds to not adapt well enough to their new situation. It takes generations of continued growth to spur mental development. Hmmm."
Danyel ruffles his wing feathers and gets an idea.
Command Avatar: -1
On the shores of J8, a small deserted village appears. The structures are mostly intact though have the look of an aged settlement. This settlement is of sufficient size to support the Tiatlaca and soon word comes to their main tribes of its discovery.
Create City J8 Telcoco
;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the Night Sky
The planets emit a soothing colored glow as they pass through the heavens, but a new glow is amongst them, flickering like an angry Ember.
Create Avatar: -7
Unknown!
1 Point Remaining
Merlin stroked his beard, the Pomharpii impersonating as a Terran wasn't terribly sure what to make of the successor to King Arth.
"Certainly he has SOME redeeming qualities. I have spent many eons instructing his father in the ways of science and understanding. For now I must press on."
Merlin submits to the scientific community a thesis on enhanced metallurgy to the Terrans. Obviously incomplete so that Merlin doesn't divulge too much to the young race.
ADVANCE CIVILIZATION -5
Terrans receive some early metallurgical science from Merlin, giving them the basics to take the leap from bronze to iron, and iron to steel, and beyond.
Additionally, Merlin sent a general request that the Knights of the Round Table start mobilizing an army to help maintain order in the change of government.
Command Order -3: Create Army
Army of the True King
The army is a regiment of well trained soldiers fully equipped with ranged, melee, heavy armor, and siege equipment. They are fully committed to serving the Terrans.
:---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Myrddin..."
"Eh? Who goes there? I'm busy! Wait... that name..."
"Certainly you've not forgotten your true name, Wizard?"
"Y...you.... what are you doing here!?"
AVATAR REVEALED!!!
MORGANA, THE FAERIE
Many eons ago, the Pomharpii known as Morgana the Faerie was part of the order The Marked, a sect dedicated to the understanding of Diplomacy, Subterfuge, and Manipulation. She is an especially talented member of this order during its prime; she has proven herself many times by subverting others to accept her will and obey her commands without question. She has set whole city states at one another with sheer charisma. She was given the nickname The Faerie for her disturbing capacity to charm and enchant others to do her bidding.
When she Ascended along many of her kind, she sought a life of concealment by impersonating mortals and mastering her powers to affect the minds of others. She has become famous amongst the Pomharpii Ascended of her ability to coerce others into obeying her.
"What are you doing here, Morgana," Myrddin shouted, "This world isnt of any concern to you!"
"On contrary, Myrddin," Morgana flicked her fox paw at Myrddin, "Your involvement here is as much of a reason for me to be here as well."
"What are you talking about!? And why have you taken the form of a Terran? Wait...."
"My dear Myrddin, you have forced my hand. You must leave this world, else I'll force you to."
"You can't be serious..."
Morgana vanishes into the darkness...
4 Days Later
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!" Shouts roared from outside Ter's gates.
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!" Knights clad in steel armor and armed with the latest weapons lay siege to Ter.
"HAIL MORGANA! THE TRUE QUEEN!"
The Army of the True King have been brainwashed by Morgana through various magics, tonics, and mind control into believing she is the true heir to King Arth. Even royal archivists have discovered to their dismay papers proving her heritage within the royal vaults. Paintings of her appeared in various chambers in the castle and many servants suddenly remember the daughter of Arth.
Command Avatar -1
Morgana marches on Ter, seeking to dethrone King Moore.
;----------------------------------------------------------
In the deep south pole...
Danyel sighs in relief where upon the bright flash of light a few years back had not yet seen fit to come to him. "Last thing I need is someone shoving me around..."
Danyel returns his observations on the strange Tiatlaca.
"It appears signs of rapid evolution have caused their minds to not adapt well enough to their new situation. It takes generations of continued growth to spur mental development. Hmmm."
Danyel ruffles his wing feathers and gets an idea.
Command Avatar: -1
On the shores of J8, a small deserted village appears. The structures are mostly intact though have the look of an aged settlement. This settlement is of sufficient size to support the Tiatlaca and soon word comes to their main tribes of its discovery.
Create City J8 Telcoco
;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the Night Sky
The planets emit a soothing colored glow as they pass through the heavens, but a new glow is amongst them, flickering like an angry Ember.
Create Avatar: -7
Unknown!
1 Point Remaining
38
Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: July 08, 2013, 04:33:32 PM »
T'was a deeply raining day in B2, the City of Ter till a bright light carved a sunlit line down the clouds, parallel to the city gates. A robed and hooded figure walking upon a walking stick strode to the front gates.
"If I may pardon ye passionate guardsmen to accept my most humblest of requests to joineth your grand city."
The guardsman wasn't sure of what to make of the hooded figure, if anything he had a mighty fine red fox tail, much as they Terrans. The Guardsman allowed the visitor to enter the City of Ter. The fox rented a room in a local inn and pulled down his hood.
"Taking a physical form is such an inconvenience," he held up a paw and a ball of light formed, "But knowledge will always persevere over flesh." Myrddin began planning how to influence the realm...
CREATE AVATAR ORDER
Knights of the Round Table
Over the years, Myrddin or Merlin had worked his way into the courts of King Arth and had distinguished himself as an impressive asset, knowledgeable in seemingly endless amounts of topics and sciences... and 'magics'. He has become court wizard and an individual of great influence... though whether or not it is due to his powers or not is debatable. Although the founding of the Council of the Round Table is commendable, Myrddin laments that no order of bureaucrats and nobles can exert any form of appropriate power without a sword and shield in hand. He thus formed the Knights of the Round Table.
The Knights are high ranking soldiers, the best of the realm who have accepted the call to leadership and join the Council as military leaders and advisers. Numbering 100 exactly, these noble Knights are technically independent of the Council, but whose goals are to defend the realm. Although they are subservient towards King Arth, they are still highly influenced by the words of Myrddin, the Wizard.
;-------------------------------------
Somewhere overlooking Tizocoatl's Camp
Danyel Yeckson eyes the evolution of the Tiatlaca within the time frame of a sneeze and is visibly disturbed.
"Hey... that's cheating..." he whispered, "It appears we have other immortal beings to contend with." He ingrained this moment in his memories. He launched from the icy cliff to further explore until he stopped in the air, spotting something in the distance.
"Not again..." He moped as he spotted a dim star slowly growing brighter with every second....
CREATE AVATAR
"How childish these males are and their drive to manipulate others..."
-Unknown-
Points Spent: 7
Points Remaining: 5
"If I may pardon ye passionate guardsmen to accept my most humblest of requests to joineth your grand city."
The guardsman wasn't sure of what to make of the hooded figure, if anything he had a mighty fine red fox tail, much as they Terrans. The Guardsman allowed the visitor to enter the City of Ter. The fox rented a room in a local inn and pulled down his hood.
"Taking a physical form is such an inconvenience," he held up a paw and a ball of light formed, "But knowledge will always persevere over flesh." Myrddin began planning how to influence the realm...
CREATE AVATAR ORDER
Knights of the Round Table
Over the years, Myrddin or Merlin had worked his way into the courts of King Arth and had distinguished himself as an impressive asset, knowledgeable in seemingly endless amounts of topics and sciences... and 'magics'. He has become court wizard and an individual of great influence... though whether or not it is due to his powers or not is debatable. Although the founding of the Council of the Round Table is commendable, Myrddin laments that no order of bureaucrats and nobles can exert any form of appropriate power without a sword and shield in hand. He thus formed the Knights of the Round Table.
The Knights are high ranking soldiers, the best of the realm who have accepted the call to leadership and join the Council as military leaders and advisers. Numbering 100 exactly, these noble Knights are technically independent of the Council, but whose goals are to defend the realm. Although they are subservient towards King Arth, they are still highly influenced by the words of Myrddin, the Wizard.
;-------------------------------------
Somewhere overlooking Tizocoatl's Camp
Danyel Yeckson eyes the evolution of the Tiatlaca within the time frame of a sneeze and is visibly disturbed.
"Hey... that's cheating..." he whispered, "It appears we have other immortal beings to contend with." He ingrained this moment in his memories. He launched from the icy cliff to further explore until he stopped in the air, spotting something in the distance.
"Not again..." He moped as he spotted a dim star slowly growing brighter with every second....
CREATE AVATAR
"How childish these males are and their drive to manipulate others..."
-Unknown-
Points Spent: 7
Points Remaining: 5
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: July 04, 2013, 09:14:51 PM »
Somewhere on G10...
Therein lies a mysterious red brick castle surrounded by sleepy rolling hills and gentle flowing rivers. This castle appears to be aged and in ruin, walls have crumbled and secrets await.... that is if it was created by any civilization at all. A bright light appears in the distant sky, sometimes appearing next to the sun and becoming brighter and brighter...
Create Avatar: -10
Myrddin Ambrosius!
Many many years ago, Myrddin Ambrosius was a legendary researcher of Pomharpii Transmutation energies and chemistry. A vaunted master in his field, he can turn wood to metal, rend and repair flesh with little difficulty, and during the late 3rd Era of the great Pomharpii Civilization, he was a leading researcher in the possibilities of the grand mineral Otterium. Many of his peers have identified him as The Wizard for his incredible skill and intellect over Transmutation. Upon his Ascension he dedicated himself to understanding all there is of the material realm, and how far he can bend the powers of Transmutation.
Myrddin arrives on this newly born planet to investigate the acts of another ascended being interfering with the natural order of the world.
"If it isn't Myrddin Ambrosius, the Wizard," Danyel sneered.
"Don't be coy with me child, what is it you are doing here? Why have you constructed a castle and suddenly destroyed it?"
Command Avatar: -2
Danyel: Create Castle on G10.... and wreck it to appear as a ruin.
"Weeeell~ I wanted to tease any new upstarts into trying to figure out where this castle come from."
"Poppycock, this is child's play. Certainly you have better things to do?"
"Myrddin, we are immortal now. I chose this path as I wish to witness civilization grow and evolve... around my actions. Why don't you join me? Meddling could be a good exercise."
"You presume I intend to experiment on this world?"
"I presume you'll find something to learn here." Danyel grins.
Points used: 12
Remaining Points: 0
Therein lies a mysterious red brick castle surrounded by sleepy rolling hills and gentle flowing rivers. This castle appears to be aged and in ruin, walls have crumbled and secrets await.... that is if it was created by any civilization at all. A bright light appears in the distant sky, sometimes appearing next to the sun and becoming brighter and brighter...
Create Avatar: -10
Myrddin Ambrosius!
Many many years ago, Myrddin Ambrosius was a legendary researcher of Pomharpii Transmutation energies and chemistry. A vaunted master in his field, he can turn wood to metal, rend and repair flesh with little difficulty, and during the late 3rd Era of the great Pomharpii Civilization, he was a leading researcher in the possibilities of the grand mineral Otterium. Many of his peers have identified him as The Wizard for his incredible skill and intellect over Transmutation. Upon his Ascension he dedicated himself to understanding all there is of the material realm, and how far he can bend the powers of Transmutation.
Myrddin arrives on this newly born planet to investigate the acts of another ascended being interfering with the natural order of the world.
"If it isn't Myrddin Ambrosius, the Wizard," Danyel sneered.
"Don't be coy with me child, what is it you are doing here? Why have you constructed a castle and suddenly destroyed it?"
Command Avatar: -2
Danyel: Create Castle on G10.... and wreck it to appear as a ruin.
"Weeeell~ I wanted to tease any new upstarts into trying to figure out where this castle come from."
"Poppycock, this is child's play. Certainly you have better things to do?"
"Myrddin, we are immortal now. I chose this path as I wish to witness civilization grow and evolve... around my actions. Why don't you join me? Meddling could be a good exercise."
"You presume I intend to experiment on this world?"
"I presume you'll find something to learn here." Danyel grins.
Points used: 12
Remaining Points: 0
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: June 30, 2013, 01:23:31 PM »
Danyel Yeckson woke from a short nap and found a good bit of time has passed... but he felt weary. The universal fabric must be in a waning phase. The world hasn't changed much so he believes it is a good time to rest some more.
Turn Passed
Turn Passed
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: June 28, 2013, 07:32:08 PM »
A New Tale Begins
Create Avatar -10
Danyel Yekzon
A long long time ago...
On a planet far far away...
There once was a Pomharpii archaeologist named Danyel residing in the great fortress of Sarajevo. The day was grand and he stood amongst millions of his kind and that of their close kin, the Batosians. The crowd were anxious, not just for the fulfillment of the grandest prophecy, but of the great battle being fought beyond their walls. Time was tight and all inside were rather afraid, but they never doubted their Messiah. When they heard of their soldiers yell "Victory!" as the great tower lit, all celebrated as they ascended to a higher plane of existance, obtaining near godlike knowledge and power. Danyel was truly happy as he flew across his world as an etherial form of energy, studying all civilizations on his world, exploring ancient human tombs without harming the surroundings. He was truly alive.
Until the one day when he had discovered all there was to be discovered. Much of his kind still remain on their homeworld even as ascended beings. Home is home after all. Danyel bid farewell to his homeworld and explored the stars. Until one day....
SHAPE LAND -3
With a flick of a wing, the water freezes, the snap of a claw the bedrock cracks, with the burp of a full stomach (if he had one), LAND FORMS... or rather a MOUNTAIN RANGE at DE 8,9 Unifying the two continents into one super continent...! Though the mountain does make traversing the two landmasses rather troublesome... SO WHAT!?
SHAPE LAND -3
Danyel slammed his tail upon the ground, shattering some part far away that he's not on there yet. The bedrock in C3 BURST with the power of a volcano, forming a molten crater that cooled from the waters flowing into the crater. Over time this bowl would drain and become a fertile crescent... err... bowl of sorts. Full of rich rivers and fertile soil covered in bright green grass.
SHAPE LAND -3
Satisfied with wanton destruction and abuse of his ascended powers, he decides to plan ahead for now. He hovers over a spot at H13 and raises his wingpaws. From the ocean floor the very coral reef and bedrock raise to form an island. Danyel wastes no time in disposing of the disgusting coral and replacing it with grasslands and forests. He expands the island south to connect with the strange blue island. He figures it may be fun.
Danyel rests, feeling rather drained of energy for now.
0 Points Remaining.
Create Avatar -10
Danyel Yekzon
A long long time ago...
On a planet far far away...
There once was a Pomharpii archaeologist named Danyel residing in the great fortress of Sarajevo. The day was grand and he stood amongst millions of his kind and that of their close kin, the Batosians. The crowd were anxious, not just for the fulfillment of the grandest prophecy, but of the great battle being fought beyond their walls. Time was tight and all inside were rather afraid, but they never doubted their Messiah. When they heard of their soldiers yell "Victory!" as the great tower lit, all celebrated as they ascended to a higher plane of existance, obtaining near godlike knowledge and power. Danyel was truly happy as he flew across his world as an etherial form of energy, studying all civilizations on his world, exploring ancient human tombs without harming the surroundings. He was truly alive.
Until the one day when he had discovered all there was to be discovered. Much of his kind still remain on their homeworld even as ascended beings. Home is home after all. Danyel bid farewell to his homeworld and explored the stars. Until one day....
SHAPE LAND -3
With a flick of a wing, the water freezes, the snap of a claw the bedrock cracks, with the burp of a full stomach (if he had one), LAND FORMS... or rather a MOUNTAIN RANGE at DE 8,9 Unifying the two continents into one super continent...! Though the mountain does make traversing the two landmasses rather troublesome... SO WHAT!?
SHAPE LAND -3
Danyel slammed his tail upon the ground, shattering some part far away that he's not on there yet. The bedrock in C3 BURST with the power of a volcano, forming a molten crater that cooled from the waters flowing into the crater. Over time this bowl would drain and become a fertile crescent... err... bowl of sorts. Full of rich rivers and fertile soil covered in bright green grass.
SHAPE LAND -3
Satisfied with wanton destruction and abuse of his ascended powers, he decides to plan ahead for now. He hovers over a spot at H13 and raises his wingpaws. From the ocean floor the very coral reef and bedrock raise to form an island. Danyel wastes no time in disposing of the disgusting coral and replacing it with grasslands and forests. He expands the island south to connect with the strange blue island. He figures it may be fun.
Danyel rests, feeling rather drained of energy for now.
0 Points Remaining.
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: June 20, 2013, 08:42:43 PM »
A new star forms in the skies of this brave new world. Every year the star grows brighter and brighter. Who knows what it may be or what is causing it. It is bright and brilliant, a pure white orb in the sky with a flourishing twinkle.
Pass This Turn
Pass This Turn
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Role Play Theater / Re: DoW the 3rd
« on: June 20, 2013, 06:24:26 PM »
I must think of shenanigans. I'm in once more. MUAHAHAA.
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Role Play Theater / Re: Dawn of Worlds the 2nd!
« on: June 20, 2013, 05:16:36 PM »
SARAJEVO - ZERO HOUR
Not all had gone perfectly to plan as The Messiah intended to peacefully harvest the green crystal Pommerium, but he should have guessed the vile Fox-Fox and their god which has held a grudge against them since the beginning of time wouldn't tolerate such a thing. Even so, the Messiah gathers all of his inner circle.
"Brothers, Sisters..." he began, "We stand on the precipice of ascension. The time has come to bring all to fruition."
Avraham grins, "The foolish Fox Fox have coalesced the entire crater into a single concentrated battery of power within a battlemachine. They intend to march it against our brethren."
"You know what to do, Confessor." Marcion nods to Avraham.
"Yes, I shall fulfill my one final mission. The Technology of Peace shall lead us to our greatest victory."
ADVANCE CIVILIZATION
The Technology of Peace
As the vast armies of both the Pomharpii and Fox-Fox clash in front of Sarajevo... the plan unfolds.
"Brothers, we have been mislead by the fear mongers," The Messiah spoke to a gathering of millions of Pomharpiis and Batosians, "By the lies of our enemies. Yes, children, we have been lead astray. BUT! The enemy has been brought to heel! Now join with me... and we will join together to form a more unified people! Join with me now and we will... Ascend! Together!"
CATASTROPHE
In an instant, the great Vir-Mech failed as its power supply is drained to feed the Threshold power. The Fox-Fox had made a grave mistake in bringing what the Pomharpii sought after to their front door. The great Threshold tower came alive with energy, filling the sky with a pure light, Ascension has arrived.
Millions of Pomharpii and Batosians have utterly vanished, shedding their mortal bodies and ascending to a higher plane of existence as beings of ethereal energy, attaining the ultimate level of evolution. Filled with god-like power and knowledge, they smite down the Fox-Fox armies into dust and leave this world to explore the universe.
Sarajevo, the grand testament to Pomharpii achievement remains an untouchable ruin, guarded by thousands of independent machines and technology who forever preserve the grand monument. Witnesses spread throughout the world telling the story of the Ascension, how a race of seeming parasites have become almost literal gods.
Not all had gone perfectly to plan as The Messiah intended to peacefully harvest the green crystal Pommerium, but he should have guessed the vile Fox-Fox and their god which has held a grudge against them since the beginning of time wouldn't tolerate such a thing. Even so, the Messiah gathers all of his inner circle.
"Brothers, Sisters..." he began, "We stand on the precipice of ascension. The time has come to bring all to fruition."
Avraham grins, "The foolish Fox Fox have coalesced the entire crater into a single concentrated battery of power within a battlemachine. They intend to march it against our brethren."
"You know what to do, Confessor." Marcion nods to Avraham.
"Yes, I shall fulfill my one final mission. The Technology of Peace shall lead us to our greatest victory."
ADVANCE CIVILIZATION
The Technology of Peace
As the vast armies of both the Pomharpii and Fox-Fox clash in front of Sarajevo... the plan unfolds.
"Brothers, we have been mislead by the fear mongers," The Messiah spoke to a gathering of millions of Pomharpiis and Batosians, "By the lies of our enemies. Yes, children, we have been lead astray. BUT! The enemy has been brought to heel! Now join with me... and we will join together to form a more unified people! Join with me now and we will... Ascend! Together!"
CATASTROPHE
In an instant, the great Vir-Mech failed as its power supply is drained to feed the Threshold power. The Fox-Fox had made a grave mistake in bringing what the Pomharpii sought after to their front door. The great Threshold tower came alive with energy, filling the sky with a pure light, Ascension has arrived.
Millions of Pomharpii and Batosians have utterly vanished, shedding their mortal bodies and ascending to a higher plane of existence as beings of ethereal energy, attaining the ultimate level of evolution. Filled with god-like power and knowledge, they smite down the Fox-Fox armies into dust and leave this world to explore the universe.
Sarajevo, the grand testament to Pomharpii achievement remains an untouchable ruin, guarded by thousands of independent machines and technology who forever preserve the grand monument. Witnesses spread throughout the world telling the story of the Ascension, how a race of seeming parasites have become almost literal gods.
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Crimson Flag Comic / Re: Crimson Flag Fandub
« on: May 26, 2013, 10:25:23 PM »
Aiiee @.@, that's some great work.