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Before The Veil

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Story: The year was 1372 BC (or BCE, it changes between every textbook I get), and magic still ran throughout the world. The civilizations of the time have mostly healthy relationships with each other, at least as healthy as relationships can get (so think acknowledgement, maybe a trade route or two, but nothing utopian). Of course, from time to time, one begins wanting more, and starts pushing for it. And in any good story involving these sorts of things, we'll need a group of players a bit smaller than an entire army to work with. This is where our little RP begins.

World: The entire world is at access, but we'll be staying in a few select areas. Babylon, which is where we'll be starting out, Egypt, Athens, Japan, Atlantis (it's history mixed with myth), and wherever else we decide, the location limitation is a bit sketchy right now to be honest. Magic exists in this reality as a kind of background layer in the world, which can be accessed and channeled by those with the proper know-how. Basically you can use it if you know it. Like any other skill like use of weapons or fighting styles(which can also be developed in this world if you want to. Ask and ye shall receive), it'll start out at the beginner levels and can be honed to the point of mastery. This'll be addressed later in the rules.

Creatures such as deities and spirits of this world are tied into the magic of it. While deities can exist easily between physical and abstract forms, spirits have more limitations. In a physical body, they have the options of a purely animal form, an anthropomorphic form of said animal form, and a form that appears primarily human but with a few features of the base animal form sprinkled in. There's a fourth pure spirit form, the shape of which is up to the player, but this form exists inside the body, and won't be seen unless the two are forcefully separated. Dying does not count for this. Afterwards if the body is lost then it'll either take a lot of time and energy, or an empty body. Also, a spirit has to be killed in order to die. If not killed they have a sort of eternal youth. Their physical aging tends to stop around seventy or so, at which they'll usually appear to be between anywhere 20-40 years old. This changes between spirits, as some can appear much older than this. Other than that they act pretty similarly to the regular mortals of the world, humans.

Author: Vulpesveritas

GM: KhazixRusyuu

Rules of the Game: Which you just lost. Sorry, sorry, I'll take this more seriously from here on out. No more badly written quips.

-When creating your character, feel free to take inspiration from anything in the past. No electronics or stuff like that. As for the status of what qualifies as in the past, we're going with the Anachronism Stew bit (see TVTropes). While accuracy is important, we don't want so much that this turns into a lecture. If you're not sure, just run it by Vulpes or me while creating.

-The other bit on character creation, please run the final product by me or Vulpes in order to confirm it's upcoming presence in the world. This helps things run much more smoothly.

-Last bit on character creation, when writing in their various skills in weaponry, fighting, or magic, the style of it is completely up to you. Things like armor, choice of weapon, the way magical skills behave. However, just because you control the style, please decide the strength of it with reason. Don't overpower. Think ahead for this adventure. Any skill you currently have or are going to get is going to be getting practice and improvement. Nobody starts out as an expert.

-When moving through the world, try to stick to just writing how your character moves through it. I'll be taking care of things that happen in the world, like the actions of NPCs/enemies, or bits of the environment.

-Like character attributes, please keep any ability or item/weapon to the local time period. You can deviate some, but please try to keep it in the local time period. Things like copper, bronze, etc. and weapons like swords, arrows, spears, axes, and stuff like that are probably available, and the hub city of Atlantis might have a thing or two that would be considered advanced for that time period. Otherwise, these things follow the same rule as ability. Nothing overpowered or out of place. If you're not sure what qualifies as overpowered, please ask me or Vulpes to check it.

-Please refer to the general RP rules in here for anything not addressed here.

-I'd say "Generic ruling of encouraging enjoyment", but I promised no more badly written quips. So they'll either need to be nonexistent or actually decently written

Character Creation Map:

Name

Age

Species if a spirit. Otherwise, list Mortal

Place of origin (Optional)

Abilities

Personality

Fun Facts/Backstory (Optional)

Please PM me or Vulpes with the completed character sheet for approval to send them in to the game world. Afterwards, please post them in the RP Character Profile page so they're easy for everyone else to find.

I'll be making an intro post soon to get the ball rolling. Any questions?

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Gavin was starting to ease into a nap, leaning against the stone wall that outlined the edge of the port. "Mmm. Pretty nice here. Shame if another raid shows up," he said, his eyes starting to droop. He had already checked the bay several times, and it didn't look like there was anything on the approach. Finally there was time to relax.

Finishing sliding down into a sitting position, a quiet snoring sound started coming from his beak.

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Ravarias yawned, relaxing on the roof of a building near the port, her tail softly swaying as she stretched a bit. It was just now approaching dusk, and she figured she'd go have fun at a tavern or the like. Checking the blade of her sword as she always did when she woke up, she put it back in it's scabbard, let out one last long yawn, then hopped down into the street, and started making her way to the nearest tavern.

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Violet padded softly into the port, sticking to the shadows. Her ever-present quiver of arrows was slung on her back. Her eyes seemed to glow in the low light as she passed, sniffing the air. In the far distance she detected the scent of alcohol, so she went in that direction. It had been a long, long day, and her last meal had been in the morning, so she was very hungry.

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Slipping a bit further into sleep, Gavin's tounge rolled out from his beak, and he chuckled some at the dream he was having. Beginning to slide further along the wall, he reached the point where he flopped down onto the ground, snapping awake. Shaking his head a bit, he decided to stand back up and climb up to the edge of the wall to sit and get a better view of the sunset along the water, figuring there was no getting back to his nap after that.

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Ravarias stretched, waving to some familiar faces as she walked into the tavern, and ordered something to eat and drink.

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The sunset finished, and Gavin hopped off the stone wall, gliding down into the street. He passed by the local tavern, and was about to go in, before a man at the front started giving him the evil eye. "Right... That," Gavin said to himself, continuing walking. He was still wanting a quick drink though, so he decided to try the back way in. Moving around to the back, Gavin saw the door open, and simply strolled in like he owned the place. Slipping past the bar and into the main area, Gavin ordered himself a drink, making sure to stay out of the line of sight of anybody in the front of the tavern.

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Ravarias yawned shortly before she received her food, thanking the owner of the tavern and eating happily, tail wagging all the while, with a few non-regulars to the place staring, and noting the other spirits in the tavern. They started whispering amongst themselves, many in surprise, a couple in fear.

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Ravarias looked over, she had never seen this person here before. Finishing the food in her mouth, she smiled, saying "Hello, you new around here?" She asked politely, before grabbing another bite of food.

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Gavin leaned his ears in a bit, feeling bored and deciding to eavesdrop some. He was on the opposite end of the bar anyway, he wasn't afraid of being spotted. Probably just looked like a drunk leaning into his drink.

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Gavin's elbow slipped, causing him to fall face first into his glass, which splashed it over nearby bargoers. Before he could answer, he heard annoyed growls coming from the others. "Hey, hey, it's no problem. Round of drinks on me," Gavin said uneasily. "Not till your tab's paid!" the bartender stated, causing the angry growls to start back up.

"Well, I think I should take that as my cue to exit," Gavin said, a light breeze starting to blow through the tavern. As Gavin made a few steps for the door, the breeze continued to pick up, until it was whistling through every corner of the room and blowing several utensils around. Gavin took advantage of the distraction and hightailed it out of the bar.

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Running down the street, another breeze began to pick up around Gavin. "Come on, faster," he urged his surroundings, and the wind started picking up. Taking his chance, Gavin leaped with the wind, which carried him to the roofs of the buildings, away from the streets and whatever angry barfly may have been following him. He never was one for leaving loose ends.

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Ravarias sighed,ordering a drink. She wasn't that surprised to see them run out, however she had hoped they wouldn't be quite so loud about it. Slipping some coins over the counter to pay for the trouble, she looked over to the door for a moment, noticing the majority of the humans still staring at the doorway, some still growling. Sighing, Ravarias turned back to the counter and continued her meal.

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Jumping along the roof tops for a bit while making sure the breeze stayed strong enough to carry him, Gavin continued to look for another tavern, still wanting to drink. "Let's see. Where have I not been kicked out of yet..." he wondered aloud, scanning the area. As he did though, his eye caught something else along the horizon. There was a cluster of black clouds gathering. Smoke? Or a storm maybe... Gavin thought, not sure what else it could be.

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Violet sees the cluster of clouds too, but thanks to her current location, she's closer to them, relatively speaking. She flicks her ears and mews curiously, before walking toward them slowly, looking alert.

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Ravarias' ears perked up. Something seemed wrong to her, as she paid her tab and got up from her seat, walking towards the door.

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The gathering cloud increases in size, but it only becomes apparent what's happening when ash begins to fall into the town. It's a naval attack.

The town goes into a panic as defensive forces prepare to resist and push back the oncoming attack. It's too far to see whether or not it's an army or a band of pirates approaching.

Gavin, not wanting the place he lived in to get torn to bits, hopped off the building in the direction of the harbor. The breeze picked up again, sending him flying. This also got him a decent amount of ash stuck in his feathers, which caused him to rely mostly on the wind for transportation.

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