RPG The Legends of larnia

[Dark Thief]

POST ONLY WHEN I ACCEPTED YOU!

DT-NO Delekan..I refuse to work for you anymore!

Delekan-Fine. *draws sword* Then die!

I run out the door, and jump onto a tree..I climb it to the roof, and watch as Delekan looks for me..I sit there, knowing what I must do..I muse forever hide from him..or he will kill me..

It is a beutifull sunny day in Larnia Village, and I look around..Fear grips me as I think of Delekan...

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: You could have posted that this had started or something. Or mentioned exactly who you accepted. Anyway, I'm going to assume I'm in, until further notice. Oh, and I'll be on my own for a fair while.

IC: [I]The La Chapelle De La Mort Vert, currently posing as a travelling circus, are a band of killers for higher. It seems hard to find the determining factor behind who these people are, and why they are together, but they are of a certain type if looked at closely. They are all somewhat gothic, to varying degrees. They tend to be slightly insane, and they have all experienced tragedy in the past. They are also all masters of disguise, and whatever weapons they choose to employ. Leader of the troop is Lacroix. He brought them together, saving many of them in the process. They are fiercely loyal to each other, and it is no coincidence that are equal numbers of males and females. When combined, they are one of the more formidable forces known.[/font][/color][/I]

[Lady Asphyxia]

OOC: Okay, seeing as we're assuming....I'll post too. I didn't even notice it had started until I saw Harlequin's message on the sign up. hehehehe....first RPG ever....

[i] Galina closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the townsmen. Living out of the village as she did, she wasn't used to the noise, the thoughts, the LIES. As a truthseer, or Veraugur, as she was known, she could pick up a lie houses away. Along with it came the power to spy - she could read the some of the thoughts of people close to her, and even had some abilities of people gifted with the sight. But now, now her head hurt. Someone around here was lying through their teeth. Deciding that she had to leave NOW, Galina fled, sending a glare at one of the men standing near the carpenters house when he insulted her. As she reached the Patterson's place, Galina broke into a run, almost desperate to get away from the lying, promising herself that next time, before she came into the village, she would block out her powers. [/i]

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OOC: Any good? I have no idea how to do this, really, though I've been looking at RP's for quite a while...

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: Meh, you'll do fine. Just watch those of us who have been doing this a long while. Mainly Mist and I...

IC:[I]Lacroix awoke, small sounds already filtering through the morning. He rose, sitting on his bedroll a moment. He looked down. Ryana was still asleep. He smiled fondly, then left the small tent. Sigfried, Elaira and Rikala were already up. Loud snores emanated from Kinrade's tent, only to be cut off sharply, to the sound of flesh slapped. Lilith objected to snoring. Didn't change her sleeping arangements though.

Elaira stood up and stretched. Throwing a questioning glance at Lacroix.[/I]

Elaira: Asandir's already awoken. He said he'd be back soon.

[I]The strange behaviour was nothing new to them. They were all strange. And they'd had nearly 2 years to adjust to each other's idiosyncrasies.

Kinrade and Lilith came out of their tent, sitting around the fire. Nobody bothered saying good morning. They all considered such frivolities a waste of time. Asandir appeared from the trees and sat down, his arms around Elaira. They started in to the fire, each in their own thoughts. Their thoughts had a common thread however. Each thought back to how they had come into the group.[/I]

OOC: My posts will just be character maps for a while I'm afraid. But it won't inconvenience anyone else, the storyline has not only not started, I'm not part of it. For now.[/font][/color]

[Lady Asphyxia]

OOC: I'll post so you can again...

[size=2][i] Galina stopped at her cottage. Although small, it was serviceable, and seeing as she only needed it for herself, she didn't mind. Collecting a hunk of cheese and some bread, she wondered outside to the forest behind her cottage. It was quiet, and best of all, reportedly haunted, so people didn't go there. Besides, it had a stream where she could sit. Deciding that she wouldn't go there today, she instead climbed an oak tree, wedge herself inbetween some branches, and started to meditate. As she took a deep breath, she sent her mind out to find her father. He was always lying to his wife. There! her mind cried as she found him. With his leman, of course. Sighing, she turned her attention to other people. [/i] [/size]

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OOC: Well, aren't I lucky...I actually know that its started...and I've posted, lol. I'm impressed with myself.

[Deedlit]

[color=green]ooc: I don't know if I've been accepted, so I'll go ahead and post. If I wasn't accepted, I'll just delete it.

IC:
[i]A hooded figure walked through the streets of Larnia Village. Her name was Elsyan, a High Elf, and also a wanderer. She noticed a tavern to her right so she walked in and sat down at a table next to the window. [/i]

bartender-What'll it be?

Elsyan-Just some water. I'm just passing through.

[i]Elsyan paid for her drink and began to sip it softly as she looked out the window.[/i][/color]