Mystic Fires; Fallen Embers(discussion)

[Knodr]

(KoD and I smashed ideas into this)


“Mystic fires lit the crimson sky, blood stained the fading earth. The Great War was crushing the race of men. But then, our savior, Lucien, fell from the sun to serve us. He crushed the enemy and told us upon his godly victory, ‘My golden light has shattered the darkness, and left in its place a gleaming white dawn to light the path of humanity. Remember this victory over the shadows, my children. Remember the light, and remember your guardian. Serve each other as I have served you. Thank the light each new day, and follow the golden dreams to the future. Let none forget my story or my word. Await my return. Follow the light to virtue, salvation, and glory…’â€à ‚Â�
~The Scripture of Light.

A period of relative peace followed the Great War. All men were grateful to Lucien both as a savior and a god. They followed the word of the Scripture and founded a religion on its base. Lucienism became the religion of nearly every human kingdom, and the leading Lucienites were granted rule over the government. A society was formed with religion at its center. The Scripture of Light had become the doctrine of the world.


Emre Tulkan, the High Priest of Light, sat on a large overstuffed chair as he was talking to a small group of children sitting next to him in a semi-circle. The childreen where laughing and having a great time and so was Emre. " . . . and this is why we must keep the Scriptures to heart in everything we do."

"The Heretics don't do this, Father Emre," said a little girl cheerfully.

Emre chuckled and told the girl not to worry about heretics in the Temple. A monk walked into the room and told the childreen that their parents were outside waiting for them. The kids yelled in glee as they ran out the room and out of the temple. The monk was about to scowl them when Emre stopped him, "They are kids, allow them their fun. Now we need to discuss the Heretic problem..."




Warm blood dripped from a muscular arm down toward the floor. HE looks like he was dragged through the desert. . . . said a female voice. Just help me clean him up will you? Get the oldest wine we have, dear. That will clean the wounds and stop his pain.

The bleeding man opened his eyes and saw his arm torn to shreds. He groaned and looked up to see a man and a woman looking at him. "I'll pray to Lucien," the woman said.

"No! Save your worthless prayers. . . !" the man gasped as he fell out of conscienceness.

"Pray for him anyhow," the man told the woman as he went to work on the wounded man.

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Name: Barilus Marious
Race: Human
Age: 45
Class: ex-warrior

Appearance: He is a tall and physicly built for his age. He wears a loose feating v-neck shirt that shows of his mucular chest. He wears black pants that allow him to run at full speed. When in a city or village he wears a large heavy black coat with white fur on the colar and the end of the sleeves. The left side of his face is badely scared and sometimes still bleeds even when the attack that happened to him was only three years ago. He lost all use of his left arm which is also badly scared. He keeps his left arm positioned over he chest in a sling.

Weapon: He carries a broad sword. With his strength he can use it with one arm.

Biography: He was attacked three years ago by in the woods by what he thinks were three ogres. He doesn't know or care. All he knows is that someone wants to kill him and he doesn't know why. All his enemies are dead and he doesn't have much time to make enemies even if he wanted too.

He's been hearing rumors that the world's religion is starting to kill tose that aren't apart of it. He hasn't believed in this Lucienism crap since his father dissapered after going on a pilgramig to the Great Temple.

[Knight of Doma]

Name: Emre Tulkan
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 62
Class: Oracle/ Sage
Weapon: Luminous Staff
Attire: Emre wears gold robes that float with grace as he walks. They are woven of the finest silk and have white laces and sleeves. The Robe of Light seems to shine when in the daylight, just like fool's gold would.
Appearance: Emre is a short man at 5'8 and has little muscle or physique. His body moves rather slowly though it still maintains the grace of its younger days. He leans on his white sparkling staff and as so walks with a slight hunch. His skin color is tan and is now beginning to wrinkle faintly. His short hair was once as black as night, but now is fading into gray. His face is strong and defined though old it may be. He has a very warm smile with friends, but a terrible glare for his enemies. His gleaming blue eyes have not lost their glow over the long years.

Biography: Emre was not born in the lineage of high priest. He was a peasant during his youth who lived off petty thievery. This low heritage accounts for his humbleness and modesty. One day, as a young man in the market of Methrus he was caught by a merchant who held a knife to Emre's throat. Though it may well have been his imagination, it was in that moment that a golden light sprung from the sky and blinded his attacker, allowing Emre to flee to safety. In that moment, Emre became a man. He changed his life completely, dedicating himself to Lucienism. He studied the Scripture of Light, convinced that Lucien had saved him that day for some unknown reason, that perhaps Lucien had a plan for Emre's destiny. Though poorly educated, Emre soon began to interpret the scripture how he saw fit and could hold a strong debate with the high scholars. He also began to discover his holy magic abilities that were beyond that of even the most highly trained mages. He gained respect and admiration among the plebeians of Methrus, and they lifted him onto his shoulders as the people's priest.

One night, Emre had a vision and announced it in the temple the following day. He predicted that the current high priest would be assassinated. His prediction came true weeks later. Emre was no longer a mere priest with holy powers, he was an oracle for the people, a man of Light and God. The following year, the Order of Light elected him as High Priest of Lucienism.

He is now fundamentally the ruler of Methrus, and the leader of the Lucienites. His following has only increased over the years, and the people still hold him as one of their own. Now for the first time, some have come to question his saintly ways on account of the rising heretics and dissenters. Emre now looks back on the day he was saved, and thinks he was saved for a reason. He believes Lucien destined him to preserve his religion and spread his word and glory through the world, even if it means eliminating all disbelievers.

[Dragonlady]

Name: Lyseria Heartsblood
Race: Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Class: Wizard, Monk
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Weapon: Oak staff
Attire: black leather tight clothes, a dark violet cape, and a dark green sash
Appearance: black painted elven ears, large violet eyes, shoulder-blade length black hair, soft peach-colored skin, and stands five feet and six inches tall.
Biography: Lyseria is her own person. She believes in no religion and goes by her own beliefs and rules. Lyseria grew up loathing war and falling into any particular religion.
Her parents and fellow elven village were followers of Lucien, before she blew up the village by accident.
Lyseria ventures across the land for no particular reason, tagging along with a group of adventurers, whom are followers of Lucien.
Lyseria claims to be a follower of Lucien, just so she'll be safe, but doesn't fulfill the requirments nor cares to be part of the religion.

[Zhan Rose]

Name: Sylas Zandilar
Race: Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown (appears early 20s)
Class: Divine Knight
Alignment: True Neutral
Weapon: Sylas has a long sword named “Ardiena.� It is a sword that was forged, and enchanted by both divine, and demonic magics. The sword is neutral in nature, being able to harness both divine, and demonic powers. The magical abilities of the sword are harnessed by the wielder’s mind, and can be changed at will, whenever the wielder chooses. The sword’s blade is about 30� long, and a hilt of 8�. Upon a strike, the sword has the ability to either petrify, freeze, entangle, or severely weaken the opponent. The sword was given to him by his mother for completing a task for the gods.
Attire: He wears strange blue armour that is made from an unknown metal. The armour has been designed, and fitted to show his physical appearance. He also wears a red cape, that is another strange thing, it will do what the user (Sylas) wants (by thinking about it)
Appearance:Sylas stands at 5’8, and weighs 157 lbs. Overall, he has an average, muscular build, that suits his size. His hair comes down to about middle to lower back, and his a golden blonde colour. He has sky blue eyes, that are of a different appearance then a human, or elf. His Iris, instead of being a nice circle, is jagged (like Underworld vampires) on the inside of the iris. Sylas’ physical appearance makes him look young, and wise beyond his years. He has a scar on the left cheek that was obtained in a large battle that he was involved in. If he was seen with no armour, he has a tattoo that covers his entire body, except for his face. The tattoo was placed on him shortly after birth by his demonic father. The tattoo gives Sylas unbelievable powers.
Biography: Not much is known about Sylas, other than that he was found by a family who lived far away from town, within the bushes. There was a huge fire around the area, not knowing what made it either. When he finally recovered, unusually quickly, he left the family. When he managed to get to the nearby town, he helped a villager out, who was being raided by thieves...when Sylas showed his dark abilites, the man freaked, and told authorities...ever since then, he's been called a Heretic, and wishes to loose the identity of it, no matter what the cost, using all of his skills that he'd been taught to help him.

[Jamie]

Name: Shakya Tailfeather
Race: Hawkin/Wind ethereal
Gender: Male
Age: Mortal form 46 years
Class: Wind Spirit/Body guard
Alignment: True Neutral
Weapon: Shakya uses a large Chakram, a circular blade wwith serated edges.

Attire: His clothes are the basic Hawkin attire. The ceremonial beads clipped onto his wings and. He also wears a large helmet covering hs forehead down to the tip of his beak.

Appearence: At first glance you'd think Shakya was just a man with a large robe, but after you see him up close you'd be terribly mistaken. He is a humanoid hawk from the Harpy Valleys in the southern hemisphere. His wings are truly beautiful, being as big as a Seraphims and as decorateful as a butterfly. But during a ceremony one of his wings was removed, and now he only has one whish he has soaked in molten steel, once dried it made a very large and empressive shield. Along his body are also ceremonial tattoos and scars.

Biography: He has recently appeared in the Temple of Lucien always following Emre around. Some say he's just a simple body guard, others say he could be Emre's hit man. But Shakya isn't one to talk with anyone who doesn't deserve his words. Shakya comes from the plane of Ethereals, or spirits. He resides on the wind plane and in a sense is a demi-god. However his peaceful life as a free floating spirit got boring so he decided it was time to take mortal form again, and so Shakya Tailfeather was born into the world as a Hawkin.

[Knight of Doma]

I wanted to add this second character, though he may not appear at the beginning of the story.

Name: Edin
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, looks old
Class: Beggar?
Weapon: Bamboo Walking Stick
Attire: Edin wears rags. Loose wool pants hang on his legs and his white shirt now seems grey over what seems like centuries of dirt and toil. Despite his ragged and unkempt appearance, he does wear a brilliant gold ring that shines like the sun.

Appearance: At a height of 5'2, and with a slight hunch over his walking stick, Edin hardly stands out in a crowd. His rags cover his pale and wrinkled skin, that almost seems dead from long years of exposure in the sun. His body is feeble and lean. His face is also wrinkled and his lips are chapped. Despite his elderly physical appearance, his deep characteristics and expression almost make him like a boy. His long red hair has never dimmed and now flails about like fire. His glistening blue eyes have not lost their twinkle. And his smile, though his teeth are yellow and foul, has not lost its joy.

Biography: Little is known about Edin. Those who see him on the streets of Methrus think him a beggar by his rags. His old age and hunch over his walking stick decieve the eyes, for an agile energy still burns in his proud heart. Despite the constant insults and maltreatment, Edin always looks back up with a smile. Some call it foolishness, but others claim it's wisdom. He could listen to himself all day, and seems to speak in riddles, joying when others are frustrated. His humor is poor, but he never ceases to cackle and chuckle after any mockery of another. Despite his age and poor lifestyle, he still seems to enjoy life.

[animeshounen]

I shall be using the character from Vauly's tbrpg...cause I likes him da most.
(http://www.square-forums.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&threadid=2006)
With some editing, of course. In this game, since androids and space travel are out, he will just be a character without them, but same description and stuff...A bio isn't really nessecary.

[Knodr]

Name: Opire Kyu
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Class: Temple Knight
Alignment: Good
Weapon: bastard sword and twin dagars
Attire: He wears light black full body armor that resists all magic. There is an arcaic symbol carved on his breast plate that has been in his family for as long as anyone can remember.
Appearance:Opire stands at 6'2" and weighs 157 lbs. Overall, he has an average, muscular build, that suits his size. His black hairis cut short. One of his eyes is an ice blue and the other is a light yellow.
Biography: Opire comes frong line of kings, knights, and dukes. His side of the family were the knights. He is a desendent of the most loyal knights in the world. He was assigned to the temple when he was ninteen and became good friends with Emre since he's like a second father to him. He will go to the ends of the earth to protect Emre in the hopes that he will become the next leader of the Lucienism religion.[/QUOTE]

[K-9]

Name: Throne Beveldeere

Race: Demi-human (exact race unknown)

Gender: Male

Age: 43

Class: Necromancer/ Dark Knight

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Weapon: A four foot long staff with a black, double-fist sized crystal ball that swirls with a multitude of colours on the surface over the black. Two foot-long silver blades also run up opposite sides of the ball. An eight inch long diamond shaped spear head stick out of the bottom. The staff is made of petrified black oak and is wrapped in a intricate pattern of dark colured materials.

Appearance: Human with very tan skin. He is in fair condition for his age, but isn't the strongest or the fastest. He has dark brown hair that is greying at the sides which he wears short. He also has a greying van dyke (goatee and mustache people). A large scar runs from the middle of his left ear down his cheek to the corner of his mouth. There is also an x-shaped scare on his forehead. The strangest features on him are his slightly pointed ears and his glowing white eyes that have no iris or pupil.

Attire: Black demon armour. His shoulders are capped by skulls with spikes sticking out of the forehead. Both forearms are covered in bracers. His armour consists of a chestplate that covers his collarbone, chest, and stomach. He also has shhin and knee guards. He wears a dark dark blue long sleeve shirt underneath this as well as black pants and black leather boots that merge with his shinguards.

Biography: Even Throne doesn't know where he came from. His childhood is but a clouded memory of pain, an almost surreal dream-like memory. He feels as if he were somewhere else when he was younger, but canm not remember. He only knows hate, and that he hates Lucienism with a passion. He seeks to destroy the faith and all those who follow it. He is a loner at heart, but won't delay at raising an army of heretics to fight his bloody battle. Throne believes his true purpose is to throw the world back into another Great War.

Abilities: Varying destructives magics and necromancy skills...you'll see when I use them (thanks for that one Tedronai).

[Tedronai]

sorry guys.. im gonna have to sit this one out.. gotta focus more on school.

[Jamie]

new character


Name: Tetdra
Race: Tetramental Etheral
Gender: None exactly
Age: Infinite
Class: Elemental Guardian
Alignment True Neutral
Weapon: His weapon has no true form much like the characteristics of fire it's unpredictable. However it likes to take the form of a whip with 9 seperate lashes at the end, called a cat-o-nine tails. The weapon is given to him by the fire elemental Olenthros.

Appearence: A tall and rather bulky golem, this is his main body built by the earth elemental Tigirius. Has little to no extra coloring other than a muddy brown.

Attire: A very thick and strong ice armor is all Tetdra wears. The armor is always letting off steam and frost from the firey weapons and the cool air flowing passed it. The water and sky elementals Galadrial, and Shakya contribute to this armor.

Biography: In the recent events Tetdra was formed using the 4 key elements of wind, earth, fir and water. His purpose before being extinguished is to protect high priest Emre until this crisis is over.