Sign Up Ancient Dragons: Quest for Fire [M-VLS]

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[SIZE=4][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][FONT=Century Gothic]A DemonChild Production:[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]

[I][COLOR=Olive][CENTER]When the world begins to die
A group of rogues will come
From the farthest reaches of the universe
To seek out the last of the dragons
To take their blood
Make it their own
And save us all
One of hope
One of faith
One of courage
One with strength
A vibrant leader
And a coward to warn
They come together
As the story is told
Only when truly united
Will they behold
All their greatness
And victory[/CENTER][/COLOR][/I]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][FONT=Times New Roman]"Grandpa, why do you always tell that stupid legend?" Cameron watched the children leave, discarding loose change into the small box by the door.

"You will see when I lie on my death bed, Grandson." The old, nearly crippled, man hobbled through his clutered little home and gathered the wooden box next to the door. He turned, his body trembling with the effort, to his grandson and smiled. "Be a good lad and take care of the benches."

"Yes, Grandpa." The boy nodded as his guardian patted his shoulder, and hobbled into the back of the house. The boy took a deep sigh before starting his task.

[I]10 years later...[/I][/COLOR]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Grandfather, the Earthlings have broken through the barrier and they are attacking Corlan!" Cameron rushed into his grandfather's bedroom, the old man was laying on his bed.

"The time has come, Grandson." The old man's shakey voice quievered as he reached his trembling hand out to his grandson. "You know what you must do."

The boy nodded, knowing he was going to have to leave his grandfather on his death bed as the Earth armies invaded the village. He took a deep sigh as he grasped his grandfather's arm.

"The map is in the chest, along with each crest." The grandfather clutched his chest with his other hand, gasping for breath as his body trembled. "My time here is over."

Cameron allowed one tear to slide down his face as he kissed his grandfather good bye and rushed to the very back of the building. A small compartment lay hidden within the floor boards where the chest had been hidden. The small box, adorn with gold trim, was small enough to stuff into his sack of supplies as he slipped out the back to avoid the massive army shoving their way through the city.

Once out on the long, sparsely traveled road, Cameron pulled out the brittle map from the chest. He looked over the six crest, all attatched to long thick leather strings, then he opened the map. It was almost too perfect, telling him every village, forest and valley to vist collecting objects at each location. His first stop, LeRouse, where he would find his dear friend since birth. He folded the map, stuck it in his pocket, pulled the Crest of Leader and hung it around his neck as he closed the chest. The crest glowed a soft blue for a moment before he shoved the chest back into his sack and started down the road once more.[/FONT][/COLOR]

The setting is Corlan, an ancient world that is parella to that of Earth. Corlan is run by magic and weapons, though rare, are melee in type. The whole world has one unified lanuage with little to no war breaking out ever. There are six kingdoms:
[CENTER][U]Denali[/U]: largest, where Magi are trained and usually live the rest of their lives. A very magically powerful kingdom.
[U]Sagira[/U]: smallest, where priest, clergy ect are trained. Peaceful kingdom.
[U]Andra[/U]: has the strongest military. Very aggressive.
[U]Gavril[/U]: second strongest military, but tend to try and fine non-violent solutions first.
[U]Salvatore[/U]: a kingdom that is well diversified and where Cameron originates from.
[U]Kerri[/U]: thieves, merchants and a kingdom filled with darkness and lies. Most people try to stir clear of this kingdom.
[U]Priscilla[/U]: the oldest kingdom where my character will be found. Birth place of the Elders. Firm believers in dragons and still practice ancient rituals, praying to them ect. [/CENTER]
The basic types of magic:
[CENTER]Black: evil (use of curses, shadow manipulation, death spells)
[COLOR=Blue]Blue[/COLOR]: neutral (usually elemental based)
[COLOR=White]White[/COLOR]: good (healing, light spells, calling spirits)[/CENTER]

A few sub-species of dragon still remains wandering the lands of Corlan, but these beasts are tame, serving their owners until their death. The largest of these sub-species are about the size of a large horse. They seem to retain most of the abilities as the massive dragons do except for one key thing, their blood is not made of liquid fire. The dragons said to have possed this ability have all dead out, at least as far as the magi know.

Magi are the rulers of Corlan and have been for as long as the Elders can remember. There are six Magi that currently live in the Denali mansion who have become power hungry. They opened a portal to Earth, after discovering its existance, and planned to use their magic and Andra and Gavril's armies to conquer the world. But their attempt to take over the far more advanced civilizations of Earth back-fired and now the Earthlings raid Corlan in hopes to take their natural resources. As the Magi stay hidden and safe in their kingdom, Corlan is being attacked and destroyed. Cameron must find the other Crest holders and the dragon herd that lays hidden some where on Corlan to save their world from the earth invaders. Maybe this quest will even bring a new ruler to Corlan.

Earth's current weopanary is as follows: [URL=http://www.cwslagleantiques.com/]Here[/URL]. Despite the weaponary advancement, Corlan still has a fighting chance against the invaders because of their strong belief in the natural ways of Corlan and being able to harness its magic.

[COLOR=DarkRed]RULES:
1. No God-molding
2. Post's are subject to change if they conflict with my plot line.
3. No killing of characters unless directed by the character's user or myself.
4. There will be a chapter-like system and I will be PMing characters with random information needed for the story, since my character won't come along until later in the rpg.
5. If you have a conflict with posting or some one's post, PM me or the person to tell them. I will not stand for long periods of non-posting. If you can't post or want to drop out I need to know asap!
6. Only serious rpgers and no NEWBIES. (with the exception of Ominu, but that's because I've rpged with him before and know him personally)[/COLOR]

[U]Crests[/U]:
Hope: (3 gifts)(reserved)
Faith: (4 gifts)
Courage: (2 gifts)
Strength: (2 gifts)
Leader: Cameron (need some one to fill this as well) (4 gifts)
Coward: (this will be an Earthling with no magic)

Will also need: A mage(reserved).

Sign Ups:

Name: (unlimited)
Age: (15-40)
Gender:
Race: (this could be anything, but preferably something that's humaniod)
Personality:
Crest: (choose from above)
Gifts: (this could be anything from a specialized skill to a magic ability and most have something to do with the crest you've choosen. Coward does not have a gift.)
Magic Color:
Mount: (this could be any creature you wish and you will receive your mount *example: like a horse* when the group arrives in Sagira: Chapter 2 or 3)
Bio: (A writing sample for me. Talk about whatever you wish and include things that you think is important to your character that I don't have part of the sign up).

[Drizzt Do'urden]

Name: Luthien Temple
Age: 17
Gender:Male
Race: Human
Personality:Very quiet, Luthien keeps to himself and shows little to no emotion at first, but those who actually know him, know he is kind and gentle, unless he or a friend or ally is threatened.
Crest: Courage
Gifts:Adding strength to his weapon allowing it to cut through almost anything, granting himself speed/agility much greater than normal human capabilities.
Magic Blue
Mount: Small winged dragon (about the size of a large horse)
Bio: Luthien had spent his years growing up in the ways of the warrior. Though his magic was slightly weaker than most he made up for it by developing his own magic to use on his weaponry. He began traveling the lands at age 13 after an argument with his father. Since then Luthien has spent most of his time being a loner and only getting close to a select few people he felt he could trust. Luthien's strong sense of pride keeps him from settling down in one town, instead he travels around endlessly searching for his purpose in life.

[BakaMonkey13]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Name: Aia Alise Hunter

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Race: Caucasian

Personality: Very talkative and hyperactive. Usually is optimistic but has secrets that sometimes drag her down. Carefree for the most part but very short-fused and with a attitude problem. Wise for her age but she's so confident that some call her cocky. She's witty and clever, but a bit of a ditz at times. She's an amazing athlete, good at everything from running to wrestling, she also has a tough streak a mile long. Whenever someone picks on or hurts anyone she loves, she bails out her stength and the person usually ends up beaten pretty bad. She has a love for peace but will fight if needed.

Crest: Stength

Gifts: Well attuned senses and amazing strength and speed.

Magic Color: Blue

Mount: A seven-year-old Palamino Quarter Horse named Makai.

Bio: Aia was born and raised in Kerri, but when she was ten, both her parents were murdered. She was found outside Kerri by a priest named Zeb Ager, who took her to Sagira and raised her as his daughter. Aia was trained as a preistess, but she defied Zeb and began training as a warrior. She still dwells in Sagira but far from everyone else, on a small farm.

Aia is about 5'9, on the skinny side, and is tanned. She has elbow-length blonde hair usually held in a ponytail and crimson eyes streaked in silver. On her right wrist is a tattoo of a broken mirror with 'Aia' spelled out in glass.

Writing Sample:

Aia bailed hay into the stall of her horse, Makai, then swung her hair over her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed from the bright sunlight.The sound of crunching reached her ears and she smirked, opening her mouth before even turning.

"What to you want, Zeb?" she snapped, turning slowly. Zeb Ager stood a good three yards away, a look of suprise spread across his old face. His grey eyes and face were weathered with age and knowledge of so many things, but no matter how much he knew, Aia never seized to amze him.

"I came to see if, perhaps, you would reconsider training as a priestess," he announced. Aia cocked her right eyebrow and put her left on her hip, frowning.

"I already made my decision. I'm a warrior, not a priestess. You'll have to cope with that,"

She made to turn and walk away from the man, but he wasn't about to be ignored, especially by this imcompetent teenager.

"Aia Hunter! I hoped it wouldn't come to this, but I WILL drag you back with me!"

She spun on her heel, eyes burning and blush spreading on her cheeks. Her voice was deadly.

"You can't tell me what to do! You're not my father!"

Zeb swayed a bit, almost liked her words had tired to knock him over. He nodded, the frown on his face becoming deeper.

"All right, I understand, but you know what this means..."

Aia drew in a tight breath and nodded. She would have to leave Sagira and never return.

"Then I will leave you to get ready," Zeb finished, before storming out of the barn. Aia huffed then stormed back to her small home.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Aiyanna]

[COLOR=Indigo]ooo...sounds fun!

Name: Selenia Lyaive

Age:17

Race:(humanoid...meaning human like right?) Elven (?)

Personality: Always out there to help people, she is kind and outgoing. She is usually optimistic, and though she sometimes goes into small periods where she doesn't talk, she'll speak when spoken to. She is cautious around strangers, but will help them even if she doesn't know them.

Crest: Faith

Gifts: Healing, Shapeshifting, Scrying, Magical knowledge/spells/...magic (It all kinda goes together I think. If not, then just Magic)

Magic Color: White

Mount: She prefers to walk, though she does have a frosty white stallion. He goes by the name Cuendir (Kwehn-Deer)

Bio: Selenia has resided in Denali for the majority of her life, and has been training in her magic skills and the like. She never had the chance to meet her parents, as she was orphaned at a young age and taken in by people in the city. She has always felt a connection to the forests and the night, when the stars are out, and she finds peace in the shadows and light cast by the moon.

Selenia is a young woman of 5 feet 5 inches, and holds herself with pride. She is slim and curvy in the right places, with a light-tan coloured skin, defying most tales about the fair-skinned elven people that she had hertige links with. She has small hands and feet, and shoulder length dark black hair, and her eyes are a sparkling silver-violet color. A white ring surrounds her left pupil, and a bright lavender one is around her right. All in all, her eyes can be a bit unnerving when she sets a stern gaze upon you. A silver tatoo can be seen on her left shoulder-blade, in a complicated winding of lines forming an intricate and oddly beautiful and mysterious design. She had no idea where that tatoo came from, it's been there ever since she could remember. A thin scar in the shape of an X lightly cross above her thumb on her left hand.

Hope that's good for ya! I'm excited to start this![/COLOR]

[Kitty]

[color=blue][size=1]Uh-oh. I'm competing for the Crest of Strength.. :(

[b]Name:[/b] Rin Medestra
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[B]Race:[/B] Mithra (looks human with cat features - ie. tail, ears) Heh.. Stealing this one from FF XI

[b]Personality:[/b] Rin is the kind who, when gets an idea in her head, there's no way to get it out. She's stubborn, outspoken, and crude. She has a nasty habit of speaking her mind without giving even the slightest of thought as to whom it may hurt or offend. She does things her way, and, when push comes to shove, she'll knock you into the mud. But, while incredibly blunt, she's also very cunning. She can wiggle her way out of any jam, and leave someone else in her place. Rin is, however, a devoted friend.. most of the time.

[b]Crest:[/b] Strength
[b]Gifts:[/b] Enhanced strength, and the ability to levitate things (ie. objects around her, herself, opponents, etc.)
[b]Magic Color:[/b] Blue
[b]Mount:[/b] A large (white) tiger named Tora.

[B]Bio:[/B] [Will edit.]

Sorry I didn't get everything finished. I'm getting kicked off now. ;_;[/size][/color]