Hello, I'm back, and I'm starting again from scratch with this thread. For those of you who had joined before hand and had to wait for all those intro posts just to have a go. Well that will be no more I am working on a intro post that is in one big hit, and leads into a opening that will let you all start practicly right away.
The story has not changed nor has the rules.
For new comers. This thread is based on the faith of Faith Hills, which is a long and respected story in which me and more characters are in involved in, the Faith Hills thread is also on this site. But this thread is based directly on a couple of my own characters. All of then have been joined together in one way of an other. I have been working with the character Dark One for well over 2 years now in the threads, and since then I have spawned many others from him, such as his son Seth Terra and his long time friend Jake Miller. Your will meet some of these characters along the way. This thread is made to cover the final days of Dark One.
Please enter your character sheets and info, tell me who you want to play in this thread, you want to be good or bad or in the middle. Explain that. I will post my character sheet soon as will other party members of this thread.
So in enjoy.
~~Cold Rain~~ OCC
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~~Cold Rain~~ OCC
by Jake » Wed Oct 09, 2002 2:19 am
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Cold Rain
by Trevalin » Wed Oct 09, 2002 4:16 pm
Hey Jake,
I'll bring my character sheet back up for everyone. It hasn't changed much since before. I'm definatly looking to go on the bad side.
Trevalin
Name- Trevalin Yvella
Occupation- Thief
Gender- Male
Race- Human
Height- 5 Feet 10 Inches
Weight- 135 Lbs.
Eye Color- Grey/Blue
Hair Color- Dark Brown
Skin Color- deep tan
Age- 29
Build- He is thin and not very muscular, but he is nimble
Appearance
He wears very plain, nondescript clothing. He often wears a common brown hooded cloak to help conceal his face, but underneath he dresses as a commoner. He is smart enough to know that the more he stands out from the common people the easier it is to get caught. The shirt he wears is long sleeved, but not tight. There is room for movement there.
Demeanor
He is usually a happy go lucky person, if you met him. He has a crooked smile, and enjoys meeting new people. He never comes to fully trust anyone, unless he is forced too, and in most cases would not hesitate to put a knife in the back of his best friend for a few silver pieces. He can kill in cold blood without a second thought. He has no conscience, only a calculating mind that weighs the benefits of his actions against the potential loss.
Items
He carries no armor, needing to blend into the crowd. He carries no visible weapons on him, but he has numerous daggers hidden all over his body.
He has a dagger in each of his boots, as well as a dagger on each arm. The daggers on his arms are held in place by a special leather sheath. When he flexes his arm in a certain way the sheath with push out the dagger, giving him a weapon in the blink of an eye.
He also carries his lock picks, with him. Otherwise he carries no items, but his clothing has more pockets than usual, and they are deep pockets, allowing for him to fit more into them.
OCCUPATION SKILLS
Pick Pockets- He has learned to take objects off people without them noticing. Their money pouch for example.
Open Locks- He has been taught very well in this field. With his tools there are very few locks he cannot open.
Find/Remove Traps- In this field he is lacking. He can usually find the traps, but stopping them from going off doesn't always work out so well...
Move Silently- He is swift and silent, thanks to his special training. If he didn't want you to hear him... you wouldn't.
Hide in Shadows- This was something that always came naturally to him. He can easily blend into shadows, provided they’re available.
Climb Walls- He is a decent climber, through all the training he has gone through, but it is still one of his weaker fields.
COMBAT SKILLS
He stays out of direct combat. If he's alone he may choose to run, but if he is with others he will let them take on his enemies while he slips around behind to put a dagger in their backs.
He uses stealth when he fights, and he has no problems with fighting dirty. He has been trained well with Daggers, and he has also been taught to use a short sword, though he doesn't carry one.
History
He was born in Freeport in the poor end of the city. His parents could barely provide for him. When he was just a boy his father brought him to see Lord Caleb who was the unofficial ruler of the city. Caleb was the leader of the Free Thieves guild in Freeport. He gave the boy a small job, running errands, bringing messages between contacts and the like. Trevalin had an early start in the guild, but could not afford the guild dues, so he worked for very little. They took everything from him and gave him just enough to keep going. His father was murdered when he was ten. It was a mysterious death, and he still does not know the truth of what happened. Four weeks later his house caught fire while he was away and his mother was burnt to death inside. This too he would not believe was just "an accident" but there was nothing he could do. Lord Caleb allowed for him to stay with the guild, living where he could find shelter. The loss of both his parents in such a short period of time was devastating. He lost all care for life after that. As he grew older he continued to train in the guild, and eventually was able to make enough to pay the guild dues and keep some left over for himself. He made many contacts within the guild during his time there. He was making a decent living and was a liked and accepted part of the guild. He had many friends, though he trusted none of them and his life was fair. There was always the threat of partners turning on you, but the guild protected their own. It was the way things were.
Trevalin was a man, and a skilled thief when the war broke out. He cared little for battles, or what happed in the world. When Freeport was invaded it was said that the warlord that came knew Caleb, and had a debt to pay. Caleb was murdered, leaving the thieves in the guild to fight for position. With Caleb's death Trevalin decided he would leave this place. He would make his own way, without the guild. Without a word of notice he packed up his possessions and left Freeport. He has been traveling abroad ever since, calling no place home.
I'll bring my character sheet back up for everyone. It hasn't changed much since before. I'm definatly looking to go on the bad side.
Trevalin
Name- Trevalin Yvella
Occupation- Thief
Gender- Male
Race- Human
Height- 5 Feet 10 Inches
Weight- 135 Lbs.
Eye Color- Grey/Blue
Hair Color- Dark Brown
Skin Color- deep tan
Age- 29
Build- He is thin and not very muscular, but he is nimble
Appearance
He wears very plain, nondescript clothing. He often wears a common brown hooded cloak to help conceal his face, but underneath he dresses as a commoner. He is smart enough to know that the more he stands out from the common people the easier it is to get caught. The shirt he wears is long sleeved, but not tight. There is room for movement there.
Demeanor
He is usually a happy go lucky person, if you met him. He has a crooked smile, and enjoys meeting new people. He never comes to fully trust anyone, unless he is forced too, and in most cases would not hesitate to put a knife in the back of his best friend for a few silver pieces. He can kill in cold blood without a second thought. He has no conscience, only a calculating mind that weighs the benefits of his actions against the potential loss.
Items
He carries no armor, needing to blend into the crowd. He carries no visible weapons on him, but he has numerous daggers hidden all over his body.
He has a dagger in each of his boots, as well as a dagger on each arm. The daggers on his arms are held in place by a special leather sheath. When he flexes his arm in a certain way the sheath with push out the dagger, giving him a weapon in the blink of an eye.
He also carries his lock picks, with him. Otherwise he carries no items, but his clothing has more pockets than usual, and they are deep pockets, allowing for him to fit more into them.
OCCUPATION SKILLS
Pick Pockets- He has learned to take objects off people without them noticing. Their money pouch for example.
Open Locks- He has been taught very well in this field. With his tools there are very few locks he cannot open.
Find/Remove Traps- In this field he is lacking. He can usually find the traps, but stopping them from going off doesn't always work out so well...
Move Silently- He is swift and silent, thanks to his special training. If he didn't want you to hear him... you wouldn't.
Hide in Shadows- This was something that always came naturally to him. He can easily blend into shadows, provided they’re available.
Climb Walls- He is a decent climber, through all the training he has gone through, but it is still one of his weaker fields.
COMBAT SKILLS
He stays out of direct combat. If he's alone he may choose to run, but if he is with others he will let them take on his enemies while he slips around behind to put a dagger in their backs.
He uses stealth when he fights, and he has no problems with fighting dirty. He has been trained well with Daggers, and he has also been taught to use a short sword, though he doesn't carry one.
History
He was born in Freeport in the poor end of the city. His parents could barely provide for him. When he was just a boy his father brought him to see Lord Caleb who was the unofficial ruler of the city. Caleb was the leader of the Free Thieves guild in Freeport. He gave the boy a small job, running errands, bringing messages between contacts and the like. Trevalin had an early start in the guild, but could not afford the guild dues, so he worked for very little. They took everything from him and gave him just enough to keep going. His father was murdered when he was ten. It was a mysterious death, and he still does not know the truth of what happened. Four weeks later his house caught fire while he was away and his mother was burnt to death inside. This too he would not believe was just "an accident" but there was nothing he could do. Lord Caleb allowed for him to stay with the guild, living where he could find shelter. The loss of both his parents in such a short period of time was devastating. He lost all care for life after that. As he grew older he continued to train in the guild, and eventually was able to make enough to pay the guild dues and keep some left over for himself. He made many contacts within the guild during his time there. He was making a decent living and was a liked and accepted part of the guild. He had many friends, though he trusted none of them and his life was fair. There was always the threat of partners turning on you, but the guild protected their own. It was the way things were.
Trevalin was a man, and a skilled thief when the war broke out. He cared little for battles, or what happed in the world. When Freeport was invaded it was said that the warlord that came knew Caleb, and had a debt to pay. Caleb was murdered, leaving the thieves in the guild to fight for position. With Caleb's death Trevalin decided he would leave this place. He would make his own way, without the guild. Without a word of notice he packed up his possessions and left Freeport. He has been traveling abroad ever since, calling no place home.
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Dark One info:
by Dark One » Fri Oct 11, 2002 8:20 pm
Name: Surrac Terra (Dark One)
Age: 52
Sex: Male
Hight: 6 foot
Weight: 105 kg
Build: Strong, showing age.
Appearence: He has Dark Brown hair that is long and swept back, streaks of grey appear over his ears in his hair. His face is badly scared and is normally covered by a cloth mask in public situations. When prepared for battle all he aids him self with is; A sleeve-less dark blue shirt with red trim, his sholders covered by two round armor plates, sometimes with a cape of cloak attatched. A think Leather belt coveres his torso and is plated at the center. Long dark blue pants with red trim are warn loosly and tucked into heavy leather boots with armor plat on the shins and toe. His lower arms are protected by leather rap with long arm leather gloves with armor plat on the fore arm and back of the hand with studs.
Back Ground: Dark One's back ground is long and complex, in short he was born into a culture that no longer exists. His bloodline processing a strange power shared by all in his culture on varied levels. Dark One in his prime was considered the most powerful and fear human in the world. His strange power changed the fait of many lives including his own when he killed off a demon in his younger years for killing his wife. The demon was sent to couse destruction in theliving world by the god of chaos. But as a result the demon had to have a phsyical form, the form was killed off and so in his last moment seal himself in a black sword. Later Dark One was killed with the same sword. The demon realised himself into his body and lived within Dark One for most of his life from there on. A result of this was that Dark One's powers became un-natural and to a extream. He had been in may battles and meet many a foe. He found out that one of them was his youthful son Seth and that now are at peace with each other. Somber Night healed Dark One in his later years and that fell in love and married. The demon unknown to Dark One left his body for another. Dark One was then killed again by someone tracking his son, he was later brought back to life with the society book. He now lives with Somber in the secret vally on the other side of the mountain that Terra's Edge sits. The vally is deep within the Forest of the Lost. The spell in which Dark One was brought back to life is limited to the area in which he was brought back in. If he were to leave the forrest of the lost his moral being would started die, where as while he stays in the vally he will live out his natural days.
Skills/Powers:
He is one of few who can mange the black sword of the crow even though it's power is mysterious and unkown being that it was crafted by the god of chaos himself. Plus years of war and battles his use with weapons and hand to hand combat is of the highest.
His Powers are the secret of the Society, the culture to which he belongs that dates have to the early days of the vampire wars and the Elven saviours of men. The society were stand outs because of they strang mind powers. Dark one's pwer is often mistaken for magic, but infact it is control of the element and energys though his mind.
It is basicly tapping into his life force, he can focus his energys so that he could move a object with simple guestures of none at all, even consentrate his energys into a physical form or mass. Better described as a evergy ball of blast he can direct from his limbs normally his hands.
His power he rise at will and with some effort can even change his physical looks and strength.
It is done in stages that vary in some area but the general changes are;
The first stage is identified by the hair changing colour to a bright white and sometimes can grow longer if the hair is short. The eyes can turn yellow, but if will turn white if the person is stronger or more experienced. The Skin becomes very pale. Some smaller figured member may increase their size slightly.
The final stage that is extreamly rare to reach and is often coused by massive stress of need before being able to repeat as willed. The changes will inclued the hair changing to a dark red often with the white remaining at the tips of the hair, the eyes with remian although it is reported that they can turn black time to time. the skin becomes even paler and physical strength is increased somewhat. When each stage is reached their speical power increased a great deal with each change. In Dark One's case the final stage is almost un-useable and stressed the body and life of the person. The power is too extream in most cases to use.
Dark One also knows two very useful abilities when he was in his yough training in his culture. One is called Shadowing, it is when the physical form can translate into a simple shadow preventing detecting in unlit areas and injury (you cant hurt a shadow) The seconf with a spell known as Dragon Dust, it is where you can cast a spell ever 42 hour that allows you to grow dragon like wings from your back but are easily damaged.
Age: 52
Sex: Male
Hight: 6 foot
Weight: 105 kg
Build: Strong, showing age.
Appearence: He has Dark Brown hair that is long and swept back, streaks of grey appear over his ears in his hair. His face is badly scared and is normally covered by a cloth mask in public situations. When prepared for battle all he aids him self with is; A sleeve-less dark blue shirt with red trim, his sholders covered by two round armor plates, sometimes with a cape of cloak attatched. A think Leather belt coveres his torso and is plated at the center. Long dark blue pants with red trim are warn loosly and tucked into heavy leather boots with armor plat on the shins and toe. His lower arms are protected by leather rap with long arm leather gloves with armor plat on the fore arm and back of the hand with studs.
Back Ground: Dark One's back ground is long and complex, in short he was born into a culture that no longer exists. His bloodline processing a strange power shared by all in his culture on varied levels. Dark One in his prime was considered the most powerful and fear human in the world. His strange power changed the fait of many lives including his own when he killed off a demon in his younger years for killing his wife. The demon was sent to couse destruction in theliving world by the god of chaos. But as a result the demon had to have a phsyical form, the form was killed off and so in his last moment seal himself in a black sword. Later Dark One was killed with the same sword. The demon realised himself into his body and lived within Dark One for most of his life from there on. A result of this was that Dark One's powers became un-natural and to a extream. He had been in may battles and meet many a foe. He found out that one of them was his youthful son Seth and that now are at peace with each other. Somber Night healed Dark One in his later years and that fell in love and married. The demon unknown to Dark One left his body for another. Dark One was then killed again by someone tracking his son, he was later brought back to life with the society book. He now lives with Somber in the secret vally on the other side of the mountain that Terra's Edge sits. The vally is deep within the Forest of the Lost. The spell in which Dark One was brought back to life is limited to the area in which he was brought back in. If he were to leave the forrest of the lost his moral being would started die, where as while he stays in the vally he will live out his natural days.
Skills/Powers:
He is one of few who can mange the black sword of the crow even though it's power is mysterious and unkown being that it was crafted by the god of chaos himself. Plus years of war and battles his use with weapons and hand to hand combat is of the highest.
His Powers are the secret of the Society, the culture to which he belongs that dates have to the early days of the vampire wars and the Elven saviours of men. The society were stand outs because of they strang mind powers. Dark one's pwer is often mistaken for magic, but infact it is control of the element and energys though his mind.
It is basicly tapping into his life force, he can focus his energys so that he could move a object with simple guestures of none at all, even consentrate his energys into a physical form or mass. Better described as a evergy ball of blast he can direct from his limbs normally his hands.
His power he rise at will and with some effort can even change his physical looks and strength.
It is done in stages that vary in some area but the general changes are;
The first stage is identified by the hair changing colour to a bright white and sometimes can grow longer if the hair is short. The eyes can turn yellow, but if will turn white if the person is stronger or more experienced. The Skin becomes very pale. Some smaller figured member may increase their size slightly.
The final stage that is extreamly rare to reach and is often coused by massive stress of need before being able to repeat as willed. The changes will inclued the hair changing to a dark red often with the white remaining at the tips of the hair, the eyes with remian although it is reported that they can turn black time to time. the skin becomes even paler and physical strength is increased somewhat. When each stage is reached their speical power increased a great deal with each change. In Dark One's case the final stage is almost un-useable and stressed the body and life of the person. The power is too extream in most cases to use.
Dark One also knows two very useful abilities when he was in his yough training in his culture. One is called Shadowing, it is when the physical form can translate into a simple shadow preventing detecting in unlit areas and injury (you cant hurt a shadow) The seconf with a spell known as Dragon Dust, it is where you can cast a spell ever 42 hour that allows you to grow dragon like wings from your back but are easily damaged.
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