This roleplay takes place in the world of Azeroth, which is also the setting of the Warcraft games. Anybody is welcome to join, even if you aren't familiar with the games, as we will try to provide all the info you need to create a character.
The plot of the roleplay will be about the search for a powerful magical item, the Scythe of Elune. The Scythe previously belonged to Night Elven sentinel Velinde Starsong, who used it to summon semi-intelligent wolflike beasts called the Worgen, in order to fight back demons encroaching on the elven lands. Eventually, though, Velinde realised that the Scythe was summoning more Worgen than she had intended, and that the creatures were getting out of control.
She traveled to human lands in order to search for somebody who knew more about the Worgen and what could be done to contain them, but while traveling through the forests of Duskwood, she disappeared mysteriously, and along with her the Scythe was lost. It was found again by a human, but he had to flee when the Worgen summoned by the Scythe attacked him, and it hasn't been seen since.
Recently, a human mage interested in learning more about the nature of the Scythe has started looking for a group of adventurers willing to venture into Duskwood in search of it. Though the danger will be considerable, and the odds of finding the item low, he has promised a lucrative reward to those taking on the risk.
Race: (see below)
Class: (see below)
History: (no need to go into detail if you're not familiar with the setting)
The five races are Human, Dwarf, Gnome, Night Elf and Draenei.
The classes are Rogue (all races except Draenei), Warrior (all races), Warlock (Humans and Gnomes), Mage (Humans, Gnomes and Draenei), Druid (Night elves), Hunter (Dwarves, Night elves, Draenei), Paladin (Humans, Dwarves, Draenei), Shaman (Draenei), Priest (all races except Gnomes)
If you are already familiar with Warcraft lore and want to play a character that doesn't fit into this (such as a different race, or a class not normally available for a race), you can do it as long as you come up with a suitable explanation. These guidelines are just to make things simpler for people who don't know much about the world.
You can click here to see short descriptions of the races and classes. If you need any more info on something, you can look it up on WoWWiki or ask me or AaronShadows.
Anybody is welcome to join, just make sure you follow the RP forum rules!
Race: Night Elf
Appearance: Erinne is about 180 cm tall and has a wiry, though muscular build. She has pale skin, with blue and yellow undertones, giving her a slightly sickly appearance. Her narrow, oval-shaped face is framed by dark blue shoulder-length hair. She has facial markings consisting of two symmetrical red lines on either side of the face, running from the forehead to the cheeks.
Equipment: Erinne wears old and well-worn, but serviceable leather armour. She usually fights using two swords, but also carries around a pair of daggers and a gun.
Personality: Erinne has an inquisitive personality, always wanting to try out new things and explore strange places. Although she is sociable and talkative, she doesn't form strong friendships easily. She isn't quick to judge, but once she forms an opinion of something, it is as good as set in stone. Like most night elves, Erinne has a strong distrust of magic and an intense dislike of blood elves.
History: Erinne grew up in the night elven lands in Kalimdor. In her youth, she spent most of her time exploring the forests of Ashenvale. After the night elves joined the Alliance, she traveled to Stormwind, eager to see new places and meet people of other races. Erinne immediately fell in love with the human lands and the fast pace of life there. Since then, she has spent most of her time travelling through Azeroth, never staying in one place for long; though she often returns to Stormwind.
(sorry, I know it's kinda shoddy, will revise it later)
The branches of the trees rustled in the chill breeze as the small group of people rode along the road to Darkshire. Erinne looked around warily, knowing full well that one could never be too cautious in Duskwood. Her two companions seemed likewise alert.
Strange shapes seemed to be moving about in the darkness, and glowing eyes peered at them from the vegetation. Although she knew that those were probably nothing but harmless animals, or illusions created by the shadows in the moonlight, she couldn't help feeling like something dangerous was stalking them. Suddenly, a loud rustling sound coming from the bushes on the left side startled the traveleres. "What was that?" one of the humans asked, peering into the darkness. "Probably just an animal," Erinne said, doubting those words even as she spoke.
She had barely finished speaking when one of the horses panicked, throwing its rider off, and at the very same instant a huge dark shape burst out of the bushes, striking at where the rider had been a second before. Now, its claws instead dug into the horse's back, mauling the poor animal. The creature finished off the horse with another powerful swipe of its claw, as the unfortunate rider attempted to scamper away.
"Worgen!" shouted the other human, drawing his weapon and urging his horse onwards. He managed to strike the Worgen on the head, killing it instantly, but more of the wolf-like creatures had appeared between the trees. Erinne also reached for her swords, and her riding tiger snarled as the creatures closed in on them. They were surrounded.
Name: Arathis Mornstrider
Race: High elf
Equipment: 7 Slot quiver, night watch mail, Leather boots and gauntlets. Thallasian blade and pine shortbow.
Personality: Firey high elf youth, one of the few that stayed with the alliance after the fall of Quel'Thalas. thinks of blood elves as weaklings who gave in to their magical addiction. Usually serious while on the job, prone to sarcasm. Enjoys ganking. >:)
History: He and his parents escaped Quel'Thalas soon after the scourge arrived, before the fall of silvermoon. They relocated to the town of sunnyglade in far southern elwynn forest. Soon after their arrival, evil began to fester in the woods. The dead would not stay in their graves, roland's doom mine was soon overrun with feral wolf men, and forsaken and death knights began raiding on a regular basis. His parents, weakened bye the destruction of the sunwell, and with no fight left in them, fled to stormwind. However he, taking up a bow and a thallasian blade, vowed he'd never let the undead do to the newly renamed darkshire what they did to silvermoon. He now serves as a valuable ranger and scout for the night watch.
Ooc: I hardly want to rescue you TOO quickly.. it'll add to the drama if I wait a post or too. XD
(OOC: Dude, just write something. I don't want this RP to die on the first post, that would be like epic fail or something -_-)
And arrow flew out of a treetop and spiked a worgen in the flank. The beast screamed wildly before crashing into another.
Ooc: There, I wrote SOMETHING. Happy? xD
Race: (see below)Gnome
Appearance:(Only difference:Blue eyes)
Class: (see below) Mage
Equipment:light wrist bracelet armour,as well as cloth armor.She carries around a small dagger(it's like a reqular or big sword to her height)
Personality:loves to be creative,and tries to even make up spells,but they almost never work.She usually carries around a light carrier side bag,for her book that holds spells,even after years of study,she is still forgetful for even the most important spells.She is also very curious.
History: (no need to go into detail if you're not familiar with the setting)
^^Is that okay?
Yes! A Roleplay about Azeroth, i'll just use my character :).
Appearence: Will post
Equipment: Mail armor, a two - handed axe, and mail hood.
Personality: Pretty lonely, loves to battle, Ready for a fight, acts sometimes verychildish. And likes to loot.
History: Born in Teldrassil, Taloma was very small and loves to ride on the boars of her home, eventually stabbing them with a stick. As she got older, she became a master with battle axes and became a warrior. Still a teenager, she left Teldrassil, on the road to Darnassus, where her adventure had only just begun.
(OOC: A first post, also.)
Taloma rode on her frostsaber out of Darkshire. Spiderwebs clung to her axe, like small threads of a woven axe. She loaded her bow, scoping out the closest worgen in her range, and let go. The worgen was a Dark Weaver, or a Warlock. It cast a shadowy bolt, which hit her shield. She thrust toward iut, axe in hand, and it cut. The worgen howled, firing up for another bolt, Taloma hit more, and with a final blow, the wolf lay on the ground. Motionless.
Nali was walking through the woods,looking at her book of spells,thinking that it was safe when she suddenly stopped,seeing a bow and arrow fly by about a meter away,and two meters above.She closed the thick book,then put it in her bag.She then looked up to find a arrow go a bit less than a meter over her head.She then pulled out her dagger and got ready to run,but instead she stood there.She closed her eyes and mumbled a spell to herself,one of which she was just looking over.She opened her eyes and found herself next to the girl who had just killed the worgen.
(OOC: Yup, both your characters sound okay, welcome to the RP!)
The sudden assault created chaos in the ranks of the Worgen, as most of them turned to seek their new attacker, while the wounded one thrashed wildly, bringing several others down with it.
Only one had attacked, going straight for the fallen horseman. Erinne intercepted it; her blow missed its neck and struck the shoulder instead, cutting deep into its arm. She dodged as the creature swiped at her with its healthy arm, and managed to slash its torso, spattering her with dark red blood.
Meanwhile, the other human stopped to help his companion. "Y'alright, Marc?"
The man groaned. "Think I sprained- ow- my ankle."
"Get behind me." He reached out a hand to Marc, and helped him climb up on the horse.
(OOC: think I'm gonna get rid of these NPCs soon)
"Hmph,"Nali said,sitting on a log stump and getting out her book of spells.
A human man and women in dark purply scale mail and leather gauntlets and boots moved from the cover of the trees, and attacked the worgen ferociously, downing two in but a few seconds. They where backed from a distance bye a high elfen boy, his hands plucking his bow string faster than human eyes could follow.
A worgen tryed attacking him from behind, but he whirled out of the way, and tripped over a bleedin' root.
Ooc: Oh look, a gnoooome!!!
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