Kingdom of Evers'ilance

[Final Warrior]

This is a free lance RPG.. Do what you will, but keep it confined to your character or RPG. Only rules are:

You cannot be the King. No one. Except for me. I'm not gonna actually BE the King, though.

No starting large wars (Orc army attacks, kingdom wide gang/guild wars, etc.) unless you consult with me and I accept it. This applies to ALL PEOPLE IN THE RPG!

No destroying parts of the kingdom (unless it's approved by me, or it's your own character's residence.).

Keep plot changes confined to your character and/or party.

Remember, this is a KINGDOM there isn't just one city. the cities are listed later.

If you wish to be of a high (knight) or royal position, please PM me. I don't want every single character in this RPG to be a knight or duke. And NO ONE CAN BE A HEIR.

No slaves. Evers'ilance is a free kingdom. Anyone with a slave shall be arrested and have their slave freed, unless they voluntarily free their slave(s).

Any and all RPR rules apply.

Cities: Evers'ilance (where the King's palace is located.)
Evalia (a large city, second only to Evers'ilance, located out in the scenic country),
Banal (a forge city in the mountains, where iron and other minerals are mined.),
Vaestra (a city located at the peak of Slavsharda, the tallest mountain in the kingdom. This is where ALL the troops for the kingdom are trained.)
Faere (the city located in the legendary mountain of flames, Vaestranadax. Lava harvesters aren't the only things in this fiery city.)
Prisons of Shardanalia (not a true city, but a land of prisons. The harshness of the prisons depend on what crime was commited.)
Daestralai (the dock city, where all the seafood and foreign delicacies come from.)

I shall be using the Final Warrior. It seems the RPGs the Final Warrior has joined are virtually dead.

I shall be starting off this RPG.

*A mysterious cloaked figure strides into the "Royal Stables," a fancy tavern in the City of Evers'ilance. Stepping in, he strides up to a drunk sitting in front of the bar, and pushes him off. The drunk falls down and gets up.*

Drunk: Hey! Yoush cansh does tha ta me! Gunna whups yer arse, ya little-

*The cloaked figure does a roundhouse to the drunks head, knocking him over the counter of the bar and knocking him unconcious.*

Barkeeper: Hey! Don't go around beating up my customers! Guards!

*The guards stationed in the tavern start towards the cloaked person, but pause and turn around, returning to their positions.*

Barkeeper: Huh? HEY! GUARDS!

???: Fool. Shut thine mouth, or I shalt silence it forever. Now give me a Dragonflames Wine, and if you do it fast, I'll pay you double.

*The barkeeper brightens at the last statement, and rushes to get the wine, knocking down a waiter as he runs. Just then...*

 

[bamthedoc]

I'll use http://www.battleforums.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=415778#post415778

[color=sky blue]The waiter runs into a man walking in carrying a staff in his left hand and a huge cloaked object over his right shoulder. He manages to catch the waiter, but dropping the heavy cross-shaped item on the floor. It causes a loud shudder. The floorboards crack under the immense preasure from the fall and weight.

???: My, my... That's no way to greet a customer.
Waiter: My apologies, sir.
???: You may call me Wolfz. What's the rush?
Waiter: Nothing. The barkeep just pushed me over in his rush. Thanks to that cloaked man.
Wolfz: I see. *looking at the man* I wouldn't mess with him. *smirks as he sits* I'd like some water.
Waiter: *after a moment* Here you go.

The barkeep gives Final Warrior his order, as Wolfz begins to drink his water. Wolfz doesn't seem like much of a warrior, but Final Warrior recognizes that the cross-shaped, clothe covered weapon is far to heavy for any normal individual to hold.[/color]

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Hello Wolfz. I've been waiting.
Wolfz: Waiting?
Final Warrior: Ah. So you don't know. We have been waiting for some people. I and the King. You are one of the few. The legendary warriors of Apollyon. However, If you have other plans, you may do as you wish, so long as what it is is within the law. Or quest can wait.
Wolfz: May I know about these people.
Final Warrior: Not entirely. I don't know them all. There are ten, each with their own legion. I am the Final Warrior, Death Incarnate. The first and the last. You are the Holy Warrior. The others are:

The Dark Flame Warrior, he of both dimensions, Fire and Ice, Light and Darkness.
The Monk Warrior, best in philosophy and fighting with naught but his hands or a staff.
The Tech Warrior. The most technologically advanced person ever.
The Ace Warrior. Perfect marksman, unsurpassed.

And the women:
Rose Warrior. She of the roses, whether it be blades or whips, love or death. You could say she is my counterpart.
Shadow Warrior. She is the perfect stealthy assassin, Dark Flame Warrior's counterpart.
Dark Warrior. Your anti, she believes in no diety, preferring to believe in naught. She does all things, whether good or bad.
Sharp Warrior. The most intelligent woman (and thing) on this planet. Tech's counter.
And Razor Warrior. She can use any razor bladed weapon, whether it be claymore or daggers. She can throw as well as Ace Warrior.
Wolfz: So, you wait for them here?
Final Warrior: Yes. It has been prophesied that we will all show up here.
Wolfz: Ah. So all we can do is wait.
Final Warrior: Yes.
Wolfz: You say you are Death Incarnate.
Final Warrior: Yes. But you have nothing to fear, for if I touch you with the intention of harming you, then I shall be banished from time itself.

 

[bamthedoc]

OOC: Just so you realize, that cross-shaped item is a large, very large gun/bazooka-type weapon. Wolfz also fights much like a monk. That's just some FYI.
BOT:
[color=sky blue]
Wolfz: I think I'll answer your question now. I have nothing else to do. I am a free knight, a wanderer. I seek my past... or, at least, that's what I believe.
Final Warrior: I understand.
Wolfz: *looking up and smiling* Hmm? I think I would like to meet this "Dark Warrior". I wonder what she looks like.
Final Warrior: *wide-eyed* What?!
Wolfz: Uh...? Nothing, nothing. I'll do what I believe to be right.

Wolfz continues to sip his water until a point. He then pulls out a bag, a very small one. He pulls out a bottle about 5x the bag's size, a bottle of concentrated wine. He pours less than a teaspoon in the water and it becomes red.

Wolfz: I prefer my own brew. Don't worry, barkeep, I'll pay you.
Barkeep: Good! You better![/color]

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Hmm... When shall they come... I know that after we all meet, something shall happen. Just don't fall to temptation. You may be a monk and the Holy Warrior, but Darkness, Corruption, Deceit, Destruction, and Greed can still twist a Warrior.
Wolfz: I'll do my best.
Final Warrior: And you can do no more. I can tell you this right now. Whenever we begin a meeting, end it, or meet one another for our "business," we must say, "The Apocalypse awaits." If the person is an acolyte of the Apollyon, they shall say, "The Apollyon shall be ready."
Wolfz: Fine.

*Suddenly, a well dressed Royal Guard strolls in, walks up to the Final Warrior, and hands him a scroll.*

Guard *in a whisper*: From the King.
Final Warrior: Thank you.
*The Final Warrior unrolls the scroll, and reads it quickly, and then re-reads it.*
Wolfz: What does it say?
Final Warrior: I am to be the next King.
Wolfz *shocked*: What?!
Final Warrior: The King has chosen me over all the others that are qualified to be King.
Wolfz: Is this a good thing?
Final Warrior: If the King hasn't announced it, then it is a good thing. If he HAS announced it, then there shall be many assassins.
Wolfz: Such as the Shadow Warrior?
Final Warrior: If she does not know, then yes, her too.

OOC:
In case you were wondering, the Final Warrior is the King's most trusted knight, second-in-command. No person can touch him with the intention of harming him in any way, unless they wish to be sent to the Deeping Chamber, the torture chamber of the prison Hellsbane, the largest and highest security prison, where the most wanted people (such as the murder of a Royal personage) go.

 

[Final Warrior]

Sorry for the double post, but I needed to clarify somethings.

YOU CAN MAKE YOUR OWN QUESTS SO OTHERS CAN JOIN THAT QUEST.

YOU CAN START IN ANY CITY YOU WISH.

YOU CAN CREATE A RESIDENCE IN ANY CITY, SO LONG AS YOU PM ME BEFOREHAD!

THIS IS A MINI RPR PRETTY MUCH, ONLY IT TAKES PLACE IN A KINGDOM AND A WORLD. I WILL BE CREATING NEW KINGDOMS LATER.​

 

[SageofShadow]

Well, since FW Pmed me about this Ill join as Vox. (see Mystic Adventure 4 details)

 

[Janseagle]

((I'm going to use Demitri ^_^))

*With a crash a short man in black kicks opem the tavern door.*

BARTENDER! DRINKS FOR EVERYONE! LET'S HAVE PARTY!!! WOOT WOOT!

*He leaps onto the bartop and plops down, grabbing some one elses drink and chugging it down.*

In fact! Let's get the whole room up in arms! Literally!

*He draws a completely black waveblade from his scabbard and waves it around his head. The blade's wake glows bright green and magic splashes across the room. Suddenly the chairs and tables jump up and begin to dance... the macareina in fact.*

Bwhahahahaha! TIME TO GET WASTED!

 

[bamthedoc]

[color=sky blue]Wolfz: I am sorry, but I do not get "wasted". *bows to FW* I have some business to attend to.

Wolfz walks out of the bar, heavy object over his shoulder. As he walks down the streets, he acts drunk to avoid some of the prostitutes walking their claim. They don't seem interested in a barely ambling man with a...thing over his shoulder (unbeknownst to them it's a hugely effective weapon). When he makes it to a small gate near the edge of town, he stops and straightens up.

Wolfz: *looking to the sky; to self* Why do I avoid the world like that...

Wolfz then walks forward until he comes to a small farm village. Ah! Home, sweet home. Let's see what the folks are up to. He walks for a while before he sees a beautiful woman hanging around a fence watching some kids play.

Wolfz: *slinging himself over her* Marie!
Marie: *screams and slaps him* Oh! Wolfz! Why do you always have to do that?!
Wolfz: *holding his cheek* You have one good slap... *wide grin* You know me!
Marie: *sighing* How was town?
Wolfz: I got what I needed. I'll go talk to ma and pops. *waving as he turns* Later!
Marie: *shaking head and looking down* He's too sweet to be a creep, but...AH!! He can be a nuisance.[/color]

 

[Tacitus]

I'm joining with Zypher ( url= http://www.battleforums.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=431861#post431861 )

*A cold wind blows through Evers'ilance as clouds gather overhead and lightning strikes all around the town. Soon a raging fire builds on the outskirts of town, only fanned by the winds. A warm rain begins falling. The sky has turned almost completely pitch black, save for the intermitent lightning strikes. With a flash of light that illuminates the entire sky, a figure seems to literally be surfing on the stream of energy. He glows with a bright blue aura as he touches the ground. Upon making full contact with the ground a huge bolt of lightning strikes the very spot where he stands. With an extremely strong gust of wind the fires seem to explode. Four large Air Elementals float down beside this Master of the storms. He glances to his right and rains fills the skies as a deluge begins. Soon all the fires are extinguished. The man slowly walks over to a bar with a sofa climbing out the window*

 

[FiNoFaNtAsY-BroOdWaR]

Im joining as uhh Zacxko, lemme find the url in a sec.

*Walking towards the bar is another mysterious figure, who are these people? Who knows but they are strange.*
*A figure walks up to the bar and sits down*
???: Hello, may I have a drink. ( in a soft voice )
Bartender: Uhh al-lrigh-t. ( half-scared )
???: Thank you, *looks at Wolfz and Final Warrior* Who are you? What are your names? I am Zacxko and I am here wandering and doing my quest.

-Edit-
Url is http://www.battleforums.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=12746&perpage=&pagenumber=5 Im Zacxko, the 2nd Character, look on both posts and not kitties ( outdated ). Thanks

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Wolfz is out of town... and you people love wrecking my cuty, don't you?...

BoT:
Final Warrior: Too may... too many... none of thee are the Dark Flame Warrior, nor the Monk, nor the Tech... actually... none of thee are qualified... but tell me, all... any royal blood in any of thee?

 

[TheRisingSun]

ill jump in using ch. from submissions found here
Glyph Oakdale

*a man enters the bar requesting a seat at the corner, and is escorted to the far corner by the waiter. As he walks, he notices the deep stare from another patron of the tavern. Being watchful, the man continues to his table*

Waiter: Do you have an idea of what you want to drink?
*gesturing tword the seated person*
???: Do you have any red wine?
*the waiter shakes his head as a sign of no*
???: Whell, give me a whiskey and patatoes if you have them.
Waiter: right away sir.
???: take your time.
*the waiter continues waiting others and heads to the back and returns with a glass of whiskey and a basket of patatoes*
Waiter: That will be 10 peices.
*??? reaches into a pocket to reveal a 10 peice, and the waiter takes it and leaves.*
???: hmmm...where have i seen that face before
*ponders the man*

 

[Final Warrior]

*Notices the man.*
Final Warrior: Tell me... what is your name? And what brought you here? Not many come here... unless they have business...

 

[TheRisingSun]

???: well, seeing how i know few in this town as it is, my name is Gryph Oakdale half-elven. Im here on buisness of my own. Now i remember your, Final Warrior. Ive heard bits of you. Never thought id meet someone like you in this dirty bar. no red wine, ha.
*Gryph spits in a nearby spitoon*

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Of course there's no red wine.
Gryph: You talk about it like it's been that way for a while.
Final Warrior: Something's wrong in Evalia. food shortages, etc. Includes grapes, wine, so on so forth. The King's taking care of things. Poor man. So old.

 

[TheRisingSun]

Glyph: I dont know, i was sent here to hold audience with the king, but i was sent out on my feet. so im taking a breather here at the bar. Have you noticed something about the guards? they seem stricter, as if they care about nothing but the law. The other day i saw a child fall to the ground alone for a few hours, a guard stood merely a few feet away from the child. From what i hear, the guards are there to serve and protect, yet they did not act.

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Really? And where did you see this? It may have been on of the Elites... but they're still supposed to care for the good of the kingdom... But tell, me why do you want an audience with the King?

 

[TheRisingSun]

*sighs and reveals a doc from another pouch*
Glyph: these are the trade routes throughout the kingdom. as you know, these have been bastions for caravan travel throughout the years. but recently*speaks while pointing to stared areas of the map*, caravans just disappear off the face of the planet. Whole caravans of up to 12 traders vanish. Ive been sent here by wealthy traders to ask what is going on. Ive been payed well, because they cannot trade with many cities in the kingdom, therfore lose money. The audience with the king is to ask for a small party to investigate these vanishings. But without an audience, i cant even get a party together to investigate. Why do i need a party you ponder? because elven runners have spotted small bands of goblins far from their homeland. And from what he says, these look like either raiders....or scout parties.

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Damn. I'll take you to the audience. Hell, I'll join your party. If the innocent are being attacked, then it's my place to go and protect them. Come, we must speak with the King.

Gryph: How can you take me?

Final Warrior: Easy. I'm the King's chosen heir.

*The Final Warrior heads off towards the palace, which is grander than the rest of the buildings, but not flaunting power. It shows that the King is a humble man.*