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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: July 10, 2013, 08:23:54 PM »
Lyca walked through the door and looked around. Just as they has reached the Undercity, an exhausted and rather scared looking Brother had arrived bearing a message requesting his presence here.
He had left the others to go on ahead. It didn't take many people to retrieve one little girl from down there, the three of them would be more than enough.
Lyca examined the hooded figure before him. The stance suggested an elf. The different bipedal races held themselves slightly differently, and a difference in stance was clear to a practiced swordsman. Except that all Elves have magic. There was no magic under that robe. Nothing. Even Men and Dwarves had a presence, if you had the magic to see it.
Lyca wondered if the girl they sought could do better. He had never heard of someone being able to sense the actual quantity of mana someone had, only that it was there.

The robe shifted and Lyca remembered that he should probably be talking. "You scared a few of my Brothers" He stated, unsure how best to start this dialogue.

"Then you should really train them better. I don't exactly look as threatening as I really am." Came the quick reply from beneath the hood.

Lyca had to concede that they were right. This body could prove important, he should have placed some more experienced guards on it. Looking back to the hooded figure, he spoke again, "My name is Lyca Anterrius, First Swordsman of the Brotherhood of Swords, you sent a message to me mentioning some kind of offer. What exactly do you propose?"

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Two more Dread Wolves flew out from the shadows and were just as quickly dispatched. For all their sharp teeth, they had very little resistance to a good, solid strike and in the narrow passages of the Undercity, their agility was worth very little.

"The Cultists are already here, they must want the girl, it's the best way to explain them being at this part of the Undercity and so prepared for intruders." Roddigan mused, brushing bone dust off his hands.

"I wouldn't say prepared. Even one of us would be too much for these things." Noel countered.

A blade flashed out form between the two mountains, spearing another wolf and causing it to fade. Conor shook the remains from his sword. "You're right, this is just a distraction. Some minions to keep people busy. It seems they were expecting less capable intruders."

"Then, we keep advancing." Noel replied.

"And then, we get the girl" Roddigan finished, as another six wolves barreled down the passage towards them, clearly unphased by the fate of their predecessors.

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OoC: Lyca will return to the Temple after his discussion to out the book in a safe place. The fight in the Undercity can continue as long as seems fun, ultimately the heroes get the girl. Her design, age and manner are left up to whoever happens to write about her first.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: July 07, 2013, 06:31:40 PM »
My apologies, graduation and job applications have been in my way. I'll get a post up as soon as I can.

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Coliseum / Re: [FFX] Sin (Head)
« on: July 07, 2013, 06:28:52 PM »
My best way for dealing with this fight was to get Wakka's Attack Reels Overdrive then have him and Rikku's Overdrive bars full when the fight starts.

Have Rikku mix for Trio of 9999 (I think you can use two Wings to Discovery to get it)

Then make sure you're at your best with the Attack Reels. If I recall correctly, getting "2 Hits" on every reel will have him attack 12 times. 12 * 9999 = 119,988.
Not quite the full 140k, but getting him down to 20k in just two player moves is a good start!

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: June 20, 2013, 06:13:56 PM »
Lyca strode quickly into the room. The two Senior Enchanters were obvious, the third was a swordsman from his stance but not a Brother. However, he had a Brother's sword. An issue for another time.
"I have come here hoping to pool our resources. Through some less-than-legitimate contacts I have been monitoring the Cult's effects on the city. After examining their victims, I have noticed that they leave no signs of struggle and they-"

"Drain their victims dry of magic" Connor completed. "I was just discussing that with the Enchanters. We have also recovered the body of a Cultist, but there's a curse on him making it difficult to learn anything. If the curse is allowed to activate then it will destroy the remains."

"I am Lyca Anterrius, one of the First Swordsmen of the Brotherhood of Swords. The mountain behind me is Roddigan, also called Bane-Of-Men, also called the Immortal, he shares the same rank. Your face is new, but a man wandering around with one of our swords gets himself noticed. If I have heard right, your name is Connor Grayson. I'm sure that sword has a story, you will need to tell us some time."

If Connor was surprised then he didn't show it. "I am indeed, I am also a survivor of a botched attack from these Cultists that have invaded Agoranth in my absence. The Dwarf behind me is Harbek, I presume you are already familiar with the Senior Enchanters Martin and Sebastien?"

A voice thundered from behind and above Lyca as Roddigan spoke, "Lucky for them, they aren't so senior as to be required at all those dreary meetings with the Emperor. They only get called in on big magical matters. Last time I can recall seeing them there was when the Emperor passed the laws on Banishing Blades."

"We could use one of those now, if you can get it." Mused Martin, "Last I recall, they broke all magic including curses and seals. It would make working on the corpse easier. No doubt it will help when they try more curses in future, too."

Lyca nodded, "When the Swordmaster returns, we will look into it, but we need permission from him and all the First Swordsmen to take one of those Blades out of the vault and even then, only the Swordmaster is allowed to carry it. They always seem to show up in the hands of some treasure-hunting fool who uses them to break a seal in the Undercity ruins and they never find treasure, they always find some unspeakable monstrosity who kills them and then we have to go down and kill it."

"Hence the laws." Replied Sebastien.

"Hence the laws, and our awkward withdrawal system." Agreed Roddigan.

"We will still try to get one to help deal with these curses, in the meantime, our best way to target the Cultists is to get one step ahead of them. If they are draining magic, they will want to target people with lots of it. We wanted to ask if there are any easily portable ways of detecting how great someone's natural store of magic is. They will want to do the same and anyone doing it becomes a suspect, an added bonus is the ability to check how strong someone's magic is. Most powerful mages would be well-known for it, any unusually powerful ones may have magic that isn't theirs."

Martin lifted a book from a nearby table and handed it to the Brothers, "One step behind, Swordsman. If you knew it was a magical matter, you should have warned us sooner. We have already investigated portable magic detection, this book is a copy of a collection of notes made by various mages studying the topic over many years. The point was to test for potential in children out in remote villages, I doubt any of the authors envisioned this situation."

Lyca and Roddigan bowed low as the latter spoke up, "Thank you, your assistance could turn the tide in this awful conflict. Forgive us, but we must leave. There is another lead, a young girl with the natural talent to detect power. We need to find her and protect her."

Lyca nodded to Connor, "If you have no business of your own, then your assistance in the hunt would be appreciated. Besides, we still need to attend tot eh matter of that sword."

As the four of them left the building, a shadow spoke up from the shadows, "I hear you are all hunting the Cult," Noel said, "Allow me to join you."

Recognising the Kalor from earlier, Roddigan growled and began to draw his sword.

"Don't be stupid! You would beat me, but not before I caused serious harm to all of you and hampered your chances at catching up to the girl who is locating Cult targets."

"How do you know all of this?" Lyca asked.

"I have my sources. So, do you want my services or not?" Noel asked, "I would undertake this mission for no charge."

Lyca paused and thought carefully and sighed gently before responding. "We have now entered a rare and dangerous time where the Brotherhood must apply their laws and oaths in an unusual manner. Last time this happened we killed an Emperor. Your skills and sources are welcome." He replied.

Noel looked back at Roddigan who had sheathed his sword again at Lyca's remark. "Your nose healed fast" Noel observed.

Roddigan raised his hands, showing he was unarmed again, "It's a talent, makes up for my lazy stance when I'm caught off guard."

"As to the girl." Lyca stated, drawing attention back to himself, "While I don't doubt the reliability of your sources, mine suggest they do not have her yet. She may have the power to locate targets for them, but it seems she is still helping some thieves in the Undercity. If that is true, and we can find her, then we have an advantage. We must move fast."

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In the dark paths of the Undercity, a hooded man stroked the smooth, creamy-white skull of the apparition beside him. All shadow and bone, it was a nightmare of a creature and vicious too. His target had a habit of being moved around, she was far too valuable to be left in one place long, but he had gotten close before, close enough for a few strands of hair and some discarded, ragged clothing. The Dread Wolves would sniff her out, kill her keepers and lead him to her.
A victory for the Cult and a victory for Ashokk.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: June 05, 2013, 12:00:10 AM »
As big as Agoranth was, it would take only a short while for Roddigan and Lyca to cross it. The latter quickly glanced sideways at Roddigan, noticing that the blood from his face had been wiped off and there was now no sign of the injury he had sustained. Roddigan the Immortal, Bane of Men. Quite how he was able to heal so quickly was something of a mystery, but it had saved him in more than a few drawn out conflicts.

"The criminals of this city are getting braver." Roddigan rumbled as he quickly inspected his nose to ensure it had set in the right place. It had set wrong before and he was forced to break his own nose just to set it right again. "Massively inconvenient, since our Brothers are too tied up looking for Cultists for us to try and purge the city of assassins and thieves." The giant concluded.

"On the contrary, it's actually quite convenient. We need their help" Lyca replied.

Roddigan stopped in his tracks. "We what?" He growled, "Lyca, they're criminals. Assassins. We find them and we stop them. Kill them when necessary. We should be cutting them down along with the Cultists."

Lyca had continued for a few more steps and turned back to look at his Brother, "A long, long time ago, the slaves of the Kalor rose up against the Emperor. The Emperor was insane and had to be stopped. The rebels were attacking the government, the people and the very foundation of the Empire itself. We sided with the rebels and overthrew the Emperor. It was what was best for the Empire. If they share the Empire's enemies, then they are our allies."

"Then our allies want us dead." Roddigan scoffed.

"Yes, but that can wait. The system worked before. They do wrong, the guards come find them; they outwit the guards, we come find them; anyone forgets their place in the system, then they either change it completely or one side kills them. Now there is a third party. They have no respect for the rules or the system and they want all of us out. We will work together to remove the Cultists because we liked it better when it was just two sides. When it's all done, then we can get back to killing each other."

Roddigan didn't answer for a while, but he did start walking again. When he finally did speak, there was an edge of bitterness in his voice, "Well, what about back there? You really think people who pull a stunt like that want to work with us?"

"His name Is Noel Eldar. Occasionally referred to as "Roddigan's Shadow", no doubt the woman orchestrating the fight wanted to see which would win. I've heard that Noel is chasing some dwarf who is supposedly working with the Cult, perhaps the woman had some information and this was the price. If he was willing to attack you to get closer to killing them, then he'll join. An alliance with us is far less insane than picking a fight with you. Even if he did manage to break your nose."

Roddigan touched his nose again, gently, as they reached the steps of the College. "I don't know her name," He stated, "but I know she's a bandit. One of the Talons, I think. I don't know how useful that makes her, but she can lead us to Eldar at the very least. Perhaps she can share what she knows about the Dwarf Cultist too." Roddiagn mused, as he pushed open the great gates of the College.

Lyca nodded, "Enough of a lead for us to be working with. In the meantime, we had best get what information we can from these Mages."

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: May 31, 2013, 05:56:06 PM »
Roddigan stumbled backwards, more out of confusion than the ferocity of the attack. This fight made no sense. Were they sparring? No, clearly not. It did not take careful thought to see that this was a duel, but what kind of duel? It wasn't simple competition; they had not established any system of points. First blood? Then Roddigan would already have lost.
Roddigan felt a burning as he thought that, he could have lost. If the Kalor had walked away after wounding him, it would have been considered a loss for the Brother.
The only other possibility was that this was to the death, but that was ridiculous. This man did not attack with the intention to kill, fighting back with the intention to kill seemed too extreme.
As the blood from the Brother's nose began to slow, he hatched the simplest plan he could. Make the Kalor bleed. Break his nose if the opportunity arose. Wait until the battle reached its inevitable conclusion.

Roddigan took a deep breath, adjusting his stance and remembering years of training. He let loose a mighty bellow that seemed to shake the ground and the nearby buildings. He slashed downward with his blade and his opponent brought up an easy parry for such an obviously telegraphed move. At the last moment, Roddigan twisted his wrist, bringing the blade around into a horizontal slash across the assailant's chest.
The Kalor's agility was impressive and the Brother's blade cut only the air. However, the point had been made, this would be a difficult fight for them both.
With Roddigan's stance now off-balance for the sake of a feint, the Kalor struck back, clearly intending to punish such a vulnerable position.
Roddigan did not move, instead choosing to defend from where he stood, a mad strategy but the madness of it might get him past his enemy's guard. For a moment, it seemed to work. The Kalor's sword struck Roddigan's far sooner than the strike suggested but as Roddigan raced to counter, this time with a quick upward slash, he found only air again as his opponent's enviable agility delivered him into a favourable position at Roddigan's flank.
Clever footwork had not been quite enough as a shallow, weeping gash on the assassin's face proved.
How long could this fight continue?
Apparently, not long. Roddigan heard a shuffling in the crowd, seeing them part in his mind's eye. The silence suggested authority, someone who might not approve of a street fight like this. After that bellow, it was obvious.
Lyca.
Roddigan turned to face him, the fight was over. While they were technically the same rank, Lyca had seniority. He was also a better swordsman, which counted for pretty much everything in the Brotherhood.
A last moment thought prompted he giant swordsman to turn around again to bow to his opponent but the pair had already gone. THIS time, they had been subtle. Perhaps he had simply been distracted, but that was the best time to pull something you didn't want noticed.

Lyca just looked stunned, "Was that an assassin? Trying to kill you? You?"

"He wasn't trying to kill me. There was no bloodlust, no anger. It was just a fight." Roddigan responded, sounding almost as perplexed as he felt.

"Nothing we can do about it now. They've left and I don't want to fight them on the rooftops. The Brothers can train without you. We're going to the College. This city has become madder and madder since that Cult showed up, I'm eager to get some normalcy back."

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: May 28, 2013, 04:38:44 PM »
Lyca stepped across the threshold of the tavern into surprisingly cool air and booming business despite the crime scene across the road, or, perhaps it was because of the crime scene across the road.
Roddigan had disappeared back to the temple to train some of the apprentice Brothers, Lyca had stayed to spend some time in the victim's tavern. He was a regular there himself and could just as likely have been there the previous night.
The swordsman took a table, unfastened his sword and then lay it across his lap. Sitting comfortably, but still able to draw his blade if he needed to.
The young barmaid quickly made her way over to him.

"Ah, good morning, Lady Serris. I'm sorry, I hope the investigation isn't causing the owner any trouble." Lyca apologised.

"You can't help it, Lord Lyca, we'd rather the killer be caught than ignored. We don't want him coming back. Will you be having the usual?" Serris replied.

"Yes please, my usual obscure mix of fruits. I'm going to need the energy and alcohol isn't good for my stance. I don't suppose you saw much, last night?"

"I saw everything, I even spent quite a while talking with the poor man. Middle of the night, he just up and left, but he did tip well." She offered, smiling.

Lyca nodded, "Thank you, strange as it may sound, that does actually help."

Serris bowed low, "Always happy to help!" she laughed before bouncing off to continue her work.

In good time, Serris returned with a smile and Lyca's drink before he was left alone with his thoughts and the gentle murmur of sound that can always be found in a busy bar.
In the booth behind Lyca's back, there was a creaking sound as someone shifted their weight.

"Please don't do the knife to the neck thing again. It wasn't clever the first time and it's even less so now that you know I can hear you coming." Lyca scolded his drink before sipping it.

The sound of weight shifting could be heard again followed by a sigh, "People are easier to communicate with when they have knives to their throats. They listen a lot harder." Explained the voice form the next booth. "Nasty bit of business out there. Another Cultist attack?"

"Of course. They keep cropping up. They're draining people's energy but they don't seem to be doing anything with it." Lyca replied, still speaking into his glass.

"They must need a lot, then. With the solstice coming up, there'll be plenty of college hopefuls with lots of mana, no street smarts and no city relatives. Easy pickings." Mused the voice.

"It won't matter. Mage hopefuls look the same as everyone else, and they may not have much of a talent for magic. Our Cult is going to need some way of choosing their targets better. I don't suppose you know how to measure someone's mana without being caught?" Lyca ventured.

"Hmm, it must be possible. The College must have a way of doing it, but they have no need of being subtle about it. You do hear rumors, now and then, of people with odd abilities. Mana manifesting in unusual ways. There's a girl working for an associate of mine who can detect enchantments, which isn't unusual, mages can be trained to do it, but she can also detect mages and she has never been trained. Doesn't know a dot of magic from what I've heard, but impressive all the same. Maybe, with some training, she could detect magical potential, but that's the best I can give you."

Lyca nodded to himself, the girl was a better lead than he had expected, but finding her would be quite the task. A girl with a power like that could walk through the top level of the Undercity with no fear of the magic there. He would still have to try and find her once he had checked with the College. He took another sip before replying.
"Here I am grilling you for information and I haven't even asked about your day. That was rude of me, how are you?"

"Looking for an underworld update?" Came the response. There was a quick burst of laughter before he continued, "Well, honestly it's a mess. Normally it's your world that is coming to pieces while we criminals just deal with some backlash. The Cult is tearing our business apart. These murders you see are just one effect of their presence. I did try making some quick money selling weapons to some angry Kalor. I got my money, but some kid walked in and ruined the whole thing. They think I had a hand in it. What's worse, since dealing with Kalor rebels is frowned upon even in MY circles, I can't hunt the kid down without making it obvious that I was the one doing the deal. I don't even want to think what Kendra and the Guild would do to me. Aside from that we have that little assassin burning down an apothecary and Roddigan's Shadow hunting Dwarves."

"Busy day to be a Thief."

"Indeed. If you happen across anything we can use against the Cult, I can assure you that there will be very different corpses lining the streets."

Lyca rose to leave, "I'll send a message if the College offers me anything useful. Try not to get into anything I will have to hunt you down for. Some level of crime is inevitable, but that doesn't free me from the Oath to protect the Empire from enemies at home."

"One last thing," The voice returned, "There's an Elf and a Dwarf in town. The Elf is an old friend of Honest Tom. Apparently, he has one of your swords. Can't say much more though, got the news just before you came in, could just be speculation on my messenger's part. Will need to wait for Tom's word on the issue."

"Thank you" Lyca replied, "I'll deal with that when the time comes. Our swords don't tend to come back without their owners, it will certainly be interesting." The swordsman quickly finished his drink, left payment on the table, strapped his sword back on and left the tavern, never once looking into the other booth. His contact had said far too much over their various meetings to be allowed to stay free. This bizarre arrangement let him keep tabs on the criminal underworld, but the disembodied voice never sat well with him.
The war on organised crime was for another day. Lyca turned down the street and made his way quickly towards the College of Mages.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: May 26, 2013, 05:02:41 PM »
Well, I don't know how many more people are going to join, so I've just gone ahead and started it off.
Apologies in advance that it seems to repeat itself, I'll try to avoid showing both sides of a crime in the future, especially in the same post.

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Role-Playing Forum / Cult of Karnn [Started / Y]
« on: May 26, 2013, 05:00:13 PM »
The lights and noise of Agoranth at night could scarcely invade the dank, shadowed back streets. A weak-willed visitor, drawn from a tavern by one of the Master's more visually appealing servants, now stood entranced before three hooded and robed figures.
The central figure stepped forward and robes ebbed away from a slender hand as it gripped the visitor's skull. The visitor did not flinch, his mind away in some merciful oblivion as the foul ritual was completed.
The figure withdrew the hand and retreated back into the deep shadows as the now lifeless visitor fell to the ground.
A deep voice spoke quietly, "A remarkably easy catch, pity it was wasted on someone so powerless. Serris has proven quite valuable, but we must find some means of determining the strength of her targets to help her choose better. Perhaps a few more like her would also help our cause."
A barely visible flick of a hand and two robed figures disappeared into the night. The lone culprit remaining paused for a moment to consider subtle power detection and measurement before the final robe fluttered and the night claimed it too.

Lyca darted quickly through the crowds, his shoes making almost no sound on the flagstones beneath them. The crowds parted quickly, as they tended to when Brothers were heading somewhere in a hurry, but it helped that there was a giant hot on Lyca's heels.
"Another one, and so close to the Temple?" Sounded Roddigan's voice from both behind Lyca and echoing off the walls around him. He had gotten used to that voice more than twenty years ago, but that Roddigan's steps made as little noise as his own never stopped being eerie. Something that size should not have so much grace.
"Not really all that close, that's just how the gossip is spreading. Victim was seen in a tavern popular with the merchants and bankers. Only just onto our side of the city. Was found in a back street not far from there."
They arrive at the scene quickly, Lyca nods to the local constables and quickly leans down to touch the body, his mind seeking through it for the signs they had come to expect recently.
Exactly what they had expected. Energy and even life force drained dry.
Lyca stood back up and nodded to Roddigan before immediately signing to him to keep quiet. There was enough speculation without one of the First Swordsmen yelling "CULTISTS" at a volume that for most would be the top of their lungs.

After walking a few streets away, trying to avoid being followed and others listening in, Lyca stopped to discuss the crime with Roddigan.
"Just as we expected. No power, no life and an odd magical remnant that suggests mind control. Didn't seem all that powerful a person, though." Explained Lyca.
Roddigan replied in a surprisingly normal voice, which Lyca assumed he believed to be whispering and he appreciated the effort, "Powerful people would attract too much attention. If a powerful man of the city wanders into an alley then people will see and they will remember who lured him there."
"A valid point, which explains why they tend to avoid locals as targets, it could also be that their friends and family are among the locals. However, I meant powerful in the magical sense. The mana reserves of this man make him a poor target for draining energy when there is so much risk involved."
"Ah, then perhaps they cannot tell how much power the target has. Detecting and measuring it without being seen would not be easy. Or perhaps the one doing the luring ans the one doing the draining are not the same person."
Lyca nodded, "That would make sense. They target any traveler with magic and then drain them dry. We should discuss this with the Mages."
"Why?"
"Because if they want to drain people for power, they will want to get the most power per person. If there is a subtle way to do it, then the Mages will know and then we'll know who our cultists are when they try it."

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: Cult of Karnn
« on: May 24, 2013, 07:00:03 PM »
Name: Roddigan Bane-Of-Men
Race: Human
Age: 30
Appearance: Man-Mountain, long, dark hair, heavily scarred cheeks and chin. Commonly sports a big, mad smile.
Weapons: Longsword
Description: One of the “First Swordsmen” the highest ranking members of the Brotherhood of Swords, directly the beneath the Swordsmaster, the brotherhood’s leader. He is legendary for being unkillable. Has gone to battle against truly impossible odds and returned alive, impaled on most of the weapons of his enemies. Well-liked for his good nature and treated as a hero, one the main contenders for the next Swordsmaster despite a complete lack of skill in politics.

Name:  Lyca Anterrius
Race: Elf
Age: 60
Appearance: black hair, kept neat and bright blue eyes. Opts for robes and other clothes of nobility most of the time.
Weapons: Longsword
Description: Another of the “First Swordsmen”, trained alongside Roddigan. Hard worker, devoted to the Brotherhood and aiding the people of the Empire. Has a far more modest history in comparison to Roddigan, but still great enough to earn his rank. Is far more skilled in politics and is the other main contender for the Swordsmaster’s role. Has never lost a sparring match with Roddigan, but it is claimed that is only due to it not being to the death.

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Role-Playing Forum / Cult of Karnn Application
« on: May 24, 2013, 06:59:29 PM »
A Traveller’s guide to Agoranth

Welcome, traveller, to the great city of Agoranth, seat of the Ascarian Empire and built on the ruins of the Kalor Slave-Master city of Karnn.
Here lives our Emperor and here you can find all that is great in our nation. Perhaps you seek the Brotherhood of Swords for training or assistance? Maybe you have come seeking the wisdom and knowledge of the College of Mages. Perhaps for festivals or to find goods one cannot find elsewhere. Or maybe you are among the foolish few who dare delve into to the cursed ruins beneath the city, in search of the lost treasures and sorcery of the Kalor.
All you seek can be found here, and within this text I shall provide an overview that you might be a little better prepared for what lies within.

Life in the city:
The city is broken up into districts by various walls and gates. The Grand Palace stands proud and can be seen from the plains around the city. The main gates of the Palace lead out onto to the great square and the main road to the gates of the city itself. The square and the long road are the focus of many festivals and parades and the streets are lined with stores and inns. Side streets will lead you to markets and specialist stores but such a pattern is common in the city, if you wish to wander down these roads, then you know what you are looking for.
Coming off of the square, through the Eastern gate, you will find the College of Mages and its great library. Further down this road, you will encounter the Eastern Noble District. Mostly dominated by Elven nobles, the expensive mansions here are the home of many wealthy and powerful people of the city. The district continues to the Lower East Gate, beyond here the houses get less grand and much poorer the closer you draw the harbour and the river Agor which flows along one side of the city.
That region is best avoided. The air is thick with desperation and the unwary traveller will likely lose their purse or their life.
The Western side of the city is the home of the Merchant Guilds and the banks.  Much of the housing is average, certainly not poor but lacking the luxury seen on the Eastern side. Almost pressed against the Western Wall is the Brothers Temple, one of the only buildings in the city that has stood since it was called Karnn. Here you may find the Brotherhood of Swords practicing their art in the grounds before the Temple.
Beyond the walls of the city flows the River Agor, and there are small villages along the roads, but with the dense forests and frequent bandit attacks, the wise traveller would be wary of moving beyond the city without assistance.

Magic and the College of Mages:
As you are likely aware, traveller, all those who practice magic are required to register for a license. Here in the city, one may also apply for tutelage under the Master Mages of the city. The College accepts applicants of sufficient potential (or sufficient influence and wealth) twice a year, at the solstices, more out of tradition than practicality.
The College is led by the Archmage, who acts as the Emperor’s advisor on all magical matters as well as governing the College itself.

The Brotherhood of Swords:
The Brotherhood has existed since the Kalor ruled the nation. They were sworn to server the Empire and its people with their skill. When the slaves rose up, the Brothers felt that the Empire was best served by the death of the Emperor and helped the rebellion to overthrow their masters. Since then the Brothers have kept their oath and watched the Empire, acting in allegiance with the ruling Emperor but never swearing an oath to them.
Then Brotherhood usually recruits children or orphans to raise in the sword arts and rarely accepts applications from adults.
They are led by their Swordsmaster, who has the final say in any assignments the brothers go on.

History of the City:
It is a well-known fact that the city is built on Karnn, the seat of the former Kalor Slave nation. The Kalor sorcerers would tattoo or carve great runes of power into their flesh to grant themselves immense power and with this power they had enslaved the other races to build their monuments and their cities. When they were overthrown, records of these runes were hunted out and destroyed, even those bearing the marks were killed and burned.  The newly freed races were terrified that their former masters would regain their power and reassert their authority. Now, the Kalor tattoo themselves only as a tradition. Many of their runes remain, but without the great runes of power, they impart no benefits. The uprising was over two hundred years ago, but the Kalor are still commonly treated with mistrust by the other races.
There are theories that records of the runes might still exist in the ruins beneath the city, but few are willing to pursue them. Not many would know how to use them, and even fewer would trust them with the knowledge.

The Ruins:
One of the great attractions of the city is the tunnels beneath it, remnants of streets and buildings of the former nation. Lost treasures built and gathered by the hands of slaves, forgotten wisdom and artifacts of power are rumoured to lie within. Many people petition for the right to enter the ruins, and it is often granted, but the ruins are not safe. Protective seals and spells that have gone untended strike out at the adventurer, and it has been reported that things live in the ruins, things that have proven difficult to kill. The Empire feels no need to clear out these spells or creatures since they seem uninterested in the surface world and keep people from finding anything that the great purge might have missed.

Afterword:
Now, go, traveller, and enjoy what the city has to offer. It is a great nation of the free people. The Emperor is kind and fair, the Guard are friendly, and the food and drink are exquisite. The festivals are grand and glamorous, and the Brothers and Mages put on quite a show.
I hope you enjoy your stay, traveller, as I did.

NOTES:

This manuscript was found on the body of a man bearing the hallmarks of a Cultist victim. Clearly not a native of the city as can be seen from his dress and the lack of recognition from locals. This text also provides clear evidence that he was from elsewhere in the Empire.
No doubt his research brought him undue attention, or perhaps led him somewhere that made him an easy target. Following an interesting lead or contact, perhaps? He may have wanted to mention the cult in his book.
A pity, the Empire at large could benefit from an introductory text to the City and its general layout. The text offers no clues to the Cultists themselves, but may be passed on to the Guard and filed away as evidence, depending on the decision of the Swordsmaster.

- First Swordsman Lyca Anterrius


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Where you come in:

You character, for one reason or another, will be within the city of Agoranth, where a deadly cult has been draining the life from the citizens. Seek the Cultists, serve them in their quest for the power of others or pursue your own goals within the city. The character sheet looks like this:

Name:
Race:
Appearance:
Weapons:
Description:

Feel free to add any categories you deem necessary. The races are fairly standard; Elves, Men, Dwarves and require no explanation apart from the Kalor.
The Kalor are slightly taller than the average for Men and have a slight blue tint to their skin. They are naturally gifted in magical arts and tattoo or scar themselves with runes, but these are merely ceremonial without the lost power runes.

I think that covers everything. If you have any questions feel free to ask.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: May 24, 2013, 06:42:40 PM »
Got the RP description written up, going to take one last look through it and then post it. Should be up soon.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: May 02, 2013, 05:40:43 PM »
Well, it seems everyone's exams are spread out over the same time. Mine finish on the 20th of May. However, they don't start until the week after next so hopefully I can draw up a proposal of sorts for an RP pretty soon. Perhaps later tonight if I can get these job applications out of the way.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: April 29, 2013, 01:55:26 AM »
Definitely, I've been keeping quiet waiting to see if Kainey posted ideas.

I'm halfway through sorting a fantasy one in my head, but I'm happy for someone else to try too.

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Role-Playing Forum / Re: RP Forum Discussion Thread III
« on: April 25, 2013, 11:44:54 PM »
I fed it to the goat, to distract the leprechaun, so we could steal his pot of gold. Which we then used to beat him to death. I wanted his hat, it was green :)

The fact that it was magic was irrelevant. The only thing that mattered was the colour.

Don't worry RS, it was not a cake worth much interest. The gold from the leprechaun would buy better ones.

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