NSWRPF Archive The Beltaintes War: Rise of the Necreás

The Beltaintes War: Rise of the Necreás - An Rp Set in a Makebeleive world in the Medeival-Mythical Age.


The Planet Beltaintes (Belt-aint-ez), Ruled by a Human Government, Army, Society, Class and Slavers. The Entire Population of Humans have enslaved the 'freak' species; Vampires, Devils, Fareies, Pixys, Unicorns, Dragons, Elves, Dwarves, Demons and more species of Earths imagination. The Humans have had the entire Necreán (Single, the self-given name of the 'freak' species' together) enslaved for years only a few of the Elves, Vampies and Devils can remember. The Humans force the Necreán population to work endlessly, but the Necreán Senate is satisfied, as the Humans do not kill them ,and they rarely die from injuries or accidents in work...until one day.

A Male Elf and a Female Vampire,Devil met eachother, fell in love, and eventually had children, the eldest of these was named Dmentae, he was the Newest of his Race, as the old had died out, he was a Vampire,Devil, Elf. The Combination of all three Immortal species, as Fabled, he brought together the Necreás, as there were two parts, the dark and the light, where each set of race lived depending on their 'Human Testimony'. These two were basically seperated due to their Agressiveness or usefullness. The Dark had the species from where we on Earth call Hell; Vampires, Devils, Demons, Imps, Skeletons(Summoned), Orcs, Trolls, Goblins E.T.C. Wjhere as the Light side was populated by the 'Divine or Friendly' creatures; Elves, Unicorns, Pixies, Fareies, Nymphs, Angels E.T.C. These sides were at peace, not a forced one but at peace with one another, but sometimes feuds broke out between them. Dmentaesoon stopped this, and they began to work together and they worked together for once, but the Humans, who always stayed out of the Necreán 'Domain', had heard about Dmentae through a captured Demon, and as they had also discovered the Fable, they used their Massive Mage Artillery and Summoned Dragons to destroy the Necreáns capitol, Necreantos, the city was flat in less than an hour, Dmentae saw all of this through his mind, everything possibly done in the world, he saw it happen as people died, they died going it, and whenever it happened, he remembered, and this caused him to never smile, laugh and rarely cry, as he had seen it before and nothing shocked him, because as there was never anything to be happy about for him, Twelve billion wiped out in a matter of minutes, Dmentae mustered an Army from all the inhabitants of the Rest of Necreáánta (Their Domain). He created an army of Billinos of Remnants, the war had not started, and the Humans have only just found out about the Army, they send their Elite division into the Fight, the battle was to begin at the Ruins of Necreantos...this is where you start.

Rules:
(not in order of importance)

1: Obey TOS
2: no Godmodding, the Cs'will show what you can do, dont overdo it, ask me if youre not sure.
3: Gm is god (me) im right unless proven, but i made this up purely, so some species are different also.
4: Dont overdo the OOC and please use IC: Tag: rules ok? and put your location after your chara, i will say where we advance in each update.
5: No cursing, swearing, blasphemy, anything of that sort.
6: No rude scenes, or scenes of gore please, relationships yes, but no kids unless they already exist.
7: Have fun. Thats Big!!
8: CS To me first!

Necreán CS:

General;
Name:
Species:
Gender:
Age:
Rank: u put one u'd like, and ill give u it or choose one depending on need, this wont affect ability of ur chara tho, so a Private can be as good as a Commander, but in different things.
Appearance;
Hair:
Eyes:
Face:
Body: (weight, height)
Shape: (stout, lanky, ect)
Clothes:
Equipment;
Armor:
Weapons:
Extras:
Speciality;
Skills: (dual weapons, strength, heavy weapons)
Natural Prowess: (Fire, Electricity, Wind, Healing, Water, Earth, Organic, Summon, ect)
Physical Prowess: (Speed, Durability, Sight, Hearing, Taste, Athletics, Gymnastics, Survival, Stealth, Lung Capacity,

 

Ok, here an update on a few species-

Vampire
Bad - Imnjured in sun and weakened, but not killed or hurt to limping or not able to retreat.
Good - Replenish health with blood, dosent need it permenantly though, but some do, fast and able to take bladed hits quite well, they can be cut that would kill a human, say across the stomach area, but they wont die as long as they get blood, even their own.

Werewolf
Bad - Are hunted as a sport so there are few, can't use magic or machinery
Good - Can transorm any time, naturally strongest race (dont need 2 work out) can see things in night-vision.

Elf
Bad - Easily killed like humans, cant use two-handed swords or heavy weapons, cant use natural offensive magic (fire, lightning, etc)
Good - Extra hearing, Heling experts, can use water and grass etc amazingly, fast, good at dual wepaons.

Dragons
Bad - Also Hunted, Humans can penetrate their hide with all their crossbows, can only fly a day after eating, no less, no matter what it is, the digestive system locks up their wings. most arent that big, only rare ones are. Cant use weapons
Good - Flighted, longest flyers, strongest flyers, biggest Necreán race, some can go to 'human form', breath, claws, tail etc.

Angels
Bad - Cant use offensive magic at all, best at healing and blessing speed etc, cant psyically hurt someone, needs special weapons to fight, or their magic to haste them off a cliff or something if the enemy is running near one.
Good - Can fly, go invisible, cannot be hurt by all weapons and most spells, can call down Nymphs to help them. Best at healing of all Races, heal amazingly fast.

Demons
Bad - Huge, cant wear armor or use stealth, cant fly or have wings, cant heal or use defensive spells. Can only use custom wepons made by themselves due to human curse.
Good - Offensive spells good, can turn into huge elemental golems, most weapons break on them, only projectile and some polearms dont, healed by their elemental side magic, so if a Human uses a Fire attack on a Flame Demon, hell be healed internally.

Devils
Bad - Frail, not very strong, cant heal of use all of the defensive spells, cut easily and all have tails, so its a giveaway.
Good - best phsycic users, can teleport, cast beams, go invisible by confusin ghte opponents mind, some can fly, but only from other planets, namely Aniimolest. Can all imps down to help.

PM me for any more info on people, ill be happy to assist, and yes, u can have up to 2 species in one person, unless i say u can have 3.

 

Gm approved

CO-GM application GM approved

Necreán CS:

General;
Name: Anareth Silverwind
Species: Vampire, Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 2,471
Rank: Commander
Hair: Black, part of the back in a small bun, most of the back strait down, sides down, front left third strait down, blocking half of left eye, center third, shorter then rest of front and strait down, right third swept of to right side with a few strands together hanging down. Back part is several inches past shoulders. Front reaches down half her face except center which is short of the eyes, note styling.
Eyes: Silver-Blue
Face: Slightly slanted eyes, fair features.
Body: 128 lbs. 5'9"
Shape: Fairly thin, in shape with light muscle.
Clothes: Black Tunic and pants as well as a dark cloak. Formal Wear: Light blue gown, with a cloak/hood colored in light blue with gold trim.
Equipment;
Armor: Doesn't wear much armour, usually just a light chainshirt and some leather.
Weapons: Dual Swords, Finely crafted, one has rubies set in its pommel and both sides of its crossguard with a silhouete of a flame on its lower half of the blade. ocassionally appears to glow slightly red. The other is set with saphires with a silhouete of a lightining bolt. Ocasionaly glows slightly light blue. The blades are said to be enchanted. Four throwing daggers(can also be used in melee), Also fine.
Extras: Silver Flute
Speciality;
Skills: Dual Weapons
Natural Prowess: Summon, Lightining
Physical Prowess: Speed
Personal;
Family: None now, killed during their years as slaves.
Personality: Patient, nice but sometimes detached, lonely.
Habits: Twirls one of her daggers when bored unless in formal circumstances, Sometimes gets lost in her thoughts.
Familiares
-Likes: Music, Watching sunsets, what she feels as vengeance on the humans that caused the deaths of her family, battle.
-Dislikes: Humans, arachnids.
Companion: Minor Werewolf
Repellant Move: Right hand off to its side, hand clenched or holding weapon. The left hand empty is below and slightly to the right of her chin. Her mouth would open slightly, baring her extended fangs.

Bio: Raised under the Human's enslavery of the Necreán popluation Anareth was worked hard like everyone else and while she was still young her parents died. Now Anareth is just glad she is free and intends to have her revenge on the humans who have enslaved her kind, whose hard work and cruel treatmemt had resulted in her parent's deaths. She has joined the forces assembling under their leader Dmentae and hopes to soon join in battle with the human filth.

 

Heres my CS

Necreán CS:

General;
Name: Dmentae Salamander Uay
Species: Vampire,Devil,Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 792732
Rank: 'Dark' Lord of the Necreás, Supreme Commander of the Necreán Military
Appearance;
Hair: To claves, Silvery-white, straight, but is a bit messy at the bottom.
Eyes: Black, Cyan when using Lightning Ability, or angry.
Face: Thin, Protruding Cheek Bones, Thin Jawline, Sucked in-looking cheeks.
Body: 85kg, 2.3m
Shape: Thin, Muscular and Tall
Clothes: http://summerprojects.darkjedibrotherhood.com/robe3.jpg (ignore the lightsaber)
Equipment;
Armor: The same robe, but under it is http://www.turbosquid.com/FullPreview/Index.cfm/ID/206561
Weapons: Dual http://www.migee.com/data/tutorials/Sword/layoutblade.jpg (laer he gets another weapon, but for now, that it)
Extras: Food, Water, Money, Magic Item (looks like a guitar pluck) that he can put to his temple and when he talks, all Necreán can hear him.
Speciality;
Skills: Dual Weapons
Natural Prowess: Electricity
Physical Prowess: Speed, Durability, Sight, Hearing, Taste, Athletics, Gymnastics, Survival, Stealth, Lung Capacity, Strong Heart (Infection Defences) Strength, Appendage Ability (wings, strength, speed, sharpness)
Personal;
Family: Mother and father, Deceased, Younger Twinned Brothers (theyre twins, Dmentae is their older brother that is twinned with another older brother) A Younger Twin that he dosent know is alive, later will receive a wife and 12 kids)
Personality: Morbid, due to seeing everything that could be done, done as people died in Necreantos, he never laughs or smiles ad rarely cries.
Habits: Ripping his wing sout of his coat
Familiares:
Likes- Worthy Adviseries, Clean Fighters, Low Casualties, non-arrogant people, his people.
Dislikes- Humans, Traitors, opposite of above.
Companion: Lagarian Lightning Dragon (the last elder one, he found it young, but now its the size of a house, most Lagarians are small, all use lightning breath and all are feared immensely by humans, so they are in large numbers as they arent dared to be hunted)
Repellant Move: His wings rip open as he bends forward, roaring, his Canines elongated to an inch, and his eyes suddenly fade to Cyan and his wings flap incensively.
Bio: As said in the Fable, Dmentae is a Vampire,Devil,Elf, the last of his kind, other than his lost brother, but he is the eldest and has reunited his people, only to be struck down by the Human armies. He mustered an army from the remnants and rose up against the humans, he never really knew his parents and therefore he looks after his two younger twinned brothers.

 

Necreán CS:

General;
Name: Matthais Velothi
Species: Vampire
Gender: Male
Age: 150 (looks 16)
Rank: private
Appearance;
Hair: white
Eyes: red
Face: oval shaped a little bit completely ghostly pale with scars all over it
Body: weight: 160 Height:5ft 11in
Shape: medium bulkish
Clothes: black shirt with blood stains on it with black pants and scarlet red shoes
Equipment;
Armor: Black skin close medium armor
Weapons: sword and a polearm with two axes on the ends (dont remember what its called)
Extras: a pouch with blood vials in it
Speciality;
Skills: heavy weapons
Natural Prowess: Summon
Physical Prowess: Appendage Ability(wings)
Personal;
Family: mother and father killed in the attack on the city and closest thing to a brother to him would be dmentae
Personality: cruel to humans and loves tortureing them
Habits: constant bitting of enemy troops
Familiares: loves spilling enemy blood and flying hates humans
Companion: Golems (or just a golem)
Repellant Move: his wings grow into fully devloped vampire wings his hands start shaking and he screams a bloody war cry that reaches a high pitch which chills the blood of his enemies and his eyes turn comepletely red and the veins in his body bulge out and his canines increase in sharpness so its eaiser to bite his enemies and peirce the skin.
Bio: Matthais was born being told stories about the slavery and before it started, since then hes been wanting freedom and revenge for his parents since they died protecting him from the death that should have taken him so hes now using this as a chance to kill some humans and hopefully get some cattle in the process.

 

OOC: ok, some more people have their CS' incomeing, and im just talknig 2 them atm, it would be nice with a few more people, so anyone you might think interested in this, Ask em.

 

Gm Approved!

General;
Name: Garlak
Species: Goblin
Gender: Male
Age: 86
Rank: None ((Thief, Mercenary))
Appearance: http://www.1nori.com/gallery/images/2007/01/Dwingvatt.jpg
Hair: White and Yellow
Eyes: Yellow
Face: White
Body: 4' 2'' 130 pounds
Shape: Muscular for a Goblin
Clothes: See Picture
Equipment; Throwing Knives, powder bombs, lock picks, Grapping hook, climbing claws.
Armor: None
Weapons: Twin blades ((See Picture))
Extras:
Speciality;
Skills: Dual Wepons
Natural Prowess: Shadow
Physical Prowess: Speed
Personal;
Family: None but has a Troll friend and companion, named Shooga, that is like his family(( http://www.1nori.com/gallery/images/2007/01/VigkVagk.jpg ))
Personality: Timid and grumpy
Habits: Flicking his fingers
Familiares: Likes Money, dislikes loosing Money
Companion: Shooga the Troll
Repellant Move: None
Bio: Garlak is rembered as the champion of the Necreán Gladiator Arena and Twice Champion in the human one, when he was forced to fight by the humans. Once a great champion, now, with the arena destroyed with the city, he wanders the land with he troll companion, Shooga, looking for work.

 

Ok, a couple mor epeople should be posting soon, but they havent been on a for awile, i will also post my human CS soon, can some people also get Human CS's please? TY

 

GM approved
Human CS:

General;
Name: Yuul Shamar
Area: Staff
Gender: Male
Age: 71(through various enchantments he looks like some one in their mid forties and his physical state is that of someone in their prime)
Regiment: I don't know which ones there are.
Rank: Archmage
Appearance;
Hair: Dark grey
Eyes: blue(thought the outer parts of his irises are turning red)
Face: His eyes seem dark and his face seems worn but full of fire.
Body: 6'1" 174 lbs.
Shape: average
Clothes: Black robe and cloak, both with gold trim and designs.
Equipment;
Armor: None
Weapons: Staff(Looks to be gold, strait from the bottom to the top except at the top their is a spherical ruby with four claw designs grasping it from all sides) also when he looks through the ruby it has the effect of a sort of magic telescope, allowing him to see a distant spot albiet through a red tint.
Extras: various for his craft.
Speciality;
Skills: Mental Strength
Learned Skills: Summoning(major), Magic/spellcasting(minor)
Personal;
Family: His parents are dead of old age and he has focused on his magic and studies leaving no time for a family of his own.
Personality: Almost never laughs, focused.
Habits: Whenever waiting typically spends the time contemplating various things.
Familiares;
Likes: Humans, magic, studying.
Disikes: Necreans, socialising.
Companion: Hawk
Bio: Was borne in the Human capital and from an early age loved magic and was fascinated by it. Like most humans he was raised to believe that necreans weren't as good as the humans and he never objected to that. One day his studies got the attention of the mages guild and he accepted the chance to learn. He eventualy decades later was learning from the Archmage himself who passed on the leadership to him when he died. Yuul is an Advisor to the Human king as well, a tradition dating back to the founding of the guild. He has recently joined up with the forces preparing to attack the Necrean forces, in the hopes of aiding them in their attack with his abilities.

 

Human CS:

General;
Name: Veranicez Adoul (Veran)
Area: Capitol City
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Regiment: 73rd Leading Corps
Rank: Grand Commander of the Human Armies
Appearance;
Hair: Brown, to shoulders, scruffy.
Eyes: Brown
Face: Handome, Tanned, Bony
Body: 1.7m, 85kg
Shape: Muscular, Slim
Clothes: Highly Ceremonial Garb
Equipment;
Armor: White and Silver-Plated Tendrankien (Strongest Metal, low amount on Beltaintes)
Weapons: Standard Officers Longsword, Gilded Longbow of Ent Wood, Family Dagger in Calf Holster
Extras: Vitality and Essentials, aswell as a Magical Item that allows him to speak to every Human Militant, he can even specify it down to Regiment.
Speciality;
Skills: Swordsmanship is almost unparalelled.
Learned Skills: He can use any weapon there is to use, Human or Necreán. He can also call down Mage Artillery by himself, but he cant do it commonly.
Personal;
Family: Father - King, Mother - Deceased, Sister - Missing (went to live with Necreán)
Personality: Humourful, happy but serious, he knows when to stop taking the mick and respects people alot if they are worthy.
Habits: Respects someone, but they stab him in the back, metraphorically, and he has to dispose of them.
Familiares:
Likes- He likes a worthy fight, with low casualties on both sides, but he wins. He also respects people that are worthy to be respected.
Dislikes- The Opposite (no, he dosent resent the Necreán)
Companion: White Siberian Tiger (huge)
Bio: Born in the Palace in the Human Capitol, he is a Prince, Son of the King and Queen, who died when he was 10, giving birth to his sister. She went missing when she reached 14. He entered his military career against the whishes of his father, and rose quickly, although by adopting a false name so he did not gain help from his father or any members of the Governemnt. He is now put in charge of the Human Armies, his true identity showed when he reached this rank.

 

OOC: ok, a few more CS' should be coming in soon, so just say if ur here, even if u havent posted a CS yet but ur going to, and i will start the story.

 

GM Approved ^.^

General;

Name: Rtune Thomas
Area: Mace
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Regiment: Unknown*
Rank: Captain

Appearance;

Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Face: Clean shaven and dark-skinned
Body: 5? 8?, 184
Shape: Muscular, the body of a blacksmith?s son. Slightly stocky.
Clothes: Brown animal skin

Equipment;

Armor: Light armor: Chain mail, arm and shin guards made of light steel. Only his right arm is heavily shielded.
Weapons: Mace, various axes (a set of four, ranging from a small throwing axe to a midsized battle axe)
Extras: A slender hunting knife is tied to his upper right shoulder. A packet of tinder and flint is stored on a utility belt at his waist. The primary feature of all his armor and equipment is easy movement and the amount and strength is governed by his ability to move and run adequately.

Specialty;

Skills: Has a general knowledge of each smith-made weapon. Specializes in tracking and is learned with a short sword, however never carries one.
Learned Skills: Meld (a specific connection to his Companion)

Personal;

Family: Mother and Father live within the Human Capital city and a sister, 20, who works with her parents at their family owned smithy.
Personality: He is a good natured man and likes people. He takes insults as well as praise with a smile on his face. He is not quick to anger, and when he is angry he becomes tight mouthed and concise in his speech.
Habits: As a child, he was involved in an accident at his father?s smithery which, took the feeling from his right arm and gave him a slight twitch of his pointer finger. He has an affinity to gambling and always carries a pack of cards.
Familiars:
-likes: Cards, Gambling, Good company of any race
-dislikes: Sprits (drink of any sort), disintegration of order, touch on his right arm.
Companion: Wolf- The wolf is a scruffy looking animal of gray fur. Thin, but muscular, he is a little over average size.
Bio: Born to a blacksmith under the employment of the army, Rtune is a solid man who likes to place his trusts in the physical rather then the magical. He does not have a fear or dislike of magic; however his strengths and skills lie in what is physical. When he was twelve, he was involved in an accident with the liquid metals his father used. As a result, even after magical healing, he has the use of his right arm but no feeling. Rtune now shields his right arm very heavily and is primarily left handed. While he has normal use of his right arm, he prefers his left. As a child, he grew up around the military and it was no surprise when he enlisted. He was a very general view of the Necreán as servants and common slaves. He understands their importance to the economy in his world and fights to keep the order that he believes is effective.

*Where ever he is needed

 

GM Approved


General;
Name:Grogotus
Species:Jarlhac'es (Giant Sentient Gorilla)
Gender:male
Age:32
Rank:Sergeant
Appearance;
Hair:Brown and Matted
Eyes:Bright Red
Face:In a Almost Gorilla shape
Body:340 Ibs, 6'5" (weight, height)
Shape:He is very Stout (stout, lanky, ect)
Clothes:He walkes around in his normal hair
Equipment;
Armor:Arcanium Viped Armor http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/halo/images/8/83/Brute_Captain_Major_Violet.jpg
Weapons:Uses his fist, teeth or a Giant Hammer named Dawns Fist
Extras:none
Speciality;
Skills:Strength (dual weapons, strength, heavy weapons)
Natural Prowess:Earth
Physical Prowess:Strength,Survival
Personal;
Family:He has six pack members
Personality:Cruel and Hating
Habits:Kills almost anything he cant figure out
Familiares:
Companion: Pack brother that uses a club named Death Shed, weak against fire, strong against earth and water
Repellant Move:He goes into a berserk and slams the enemy with his shoulder.
Bio:Grogotus was born to a pack of Jarlhac'es and was thrust into slavery. He quickly grew a hatred for humans and all their appendeges, and one day he and his pack lost it and killed some of their slavers. He and his pack ran into Dmentae's Army, and from then on he and his pack were soldiers.

 

OOC: still waiting for people to say if theyre here...

 

ooc: im still here(i got two weeks off yay!)

 

ooc:Im here just waiting for the go ahead.

 

OOC: I am of course, here, as always

 

OOC: I'm here as well.

 

OOC: Im here.

 

Man, are we gonna start this or what?

 

OOC: I just talked via pm with Dmentae, He's going to be out of town for a few days. We should be able to start when he gets back.

 

OOC: not outta town, im just using my Xmas gifts alot...namely halo 3...but here we begin

IC: Necréan Army - Ruins of Necreantos

Dmentae appreached the frontlines, standing beside his Commander, Anareth Silverwind and Dmentae's Archmage, Yuul Shamar. They stood a trio, infront of an army of millions "Anareth, send word to the troops, suit up and get ready" he turned to Yuul "Contact any non-military but combat-lived Necréan, we will need everyone for this" Dmenta elooked ahead as Yuul turned to leave, then looked back "What about the Dragons?" he asked. Dmentae turned to his faintly "I have someone special for them" he said. (yes, chan, if u ever get that Cs filled out, its u, if not, i have someone else) Dmentae walked up onto a rock, he could see the lights from the Human Army as they marched up the hill, Dmentae lowered his head, thinking, then turned to Sergeant Grogotus "Get the troops to light an extra candle each and hide them in the forests, then find Yuul and tell him to send all the men he find into the candle area, were about to do a double-bluff" Dmentae turned again, watching as the Humans reached the hill and set up camp, his eyes glowed cyan faintly, then diminished and he turned and went back to his tent, the Humans would pay for their destruction of Necreantos.

Tag: All

(Hik-Black, ur making u camp and tent, and u can interact with the Commander of the human armies)

 

OOC: Sorry for the delay, I was unsure of something but it can wait
IC: Anareth Silverwind

"Anareth, send word to the troops, suit up and get ready"

Anareth turned to her leader before bowing and sprinting down towards the main Necrean force's encampment. As she reached one edge of the massive force she shouted the order, "Suit up!" The message was carried along like a rippling wave through the force, carried from one soldier to another until all were informed.

Anareth did not turn and merely return to Dmentae afterwards, she stayed and passed through the encampment ensuring the order was being carried out.

Tag: All Necrean Army PCs

 

IC:Grogotus

Grogotus walked away from the rock with his pack of Jarlhac'es, they wanted to be in the middle of the fight but the commander would not hear of it.
Then he smelled it the all to familiar smell of human, he sniffed the air again to see if it was human, confirmed and it appeared that the members of his pack agreed.
"Spread out you whelps, find them."He said taking the hammer from its sling on his back.
The Jarlhac'es growled around untill they found what they were looking for, humans.A group of them about ten in number marched in the forest, probably part of a battalion that got lost.
"I really dont see why wear here sir, their big dumb animals."Said one
"Ya big dumb animals that can crush you with their fist's."Said another presumably the leader.
The scent that he secreted told them to attack on his mark.
He gave the mark, a small growl and hell came crashing down on the humans.At first the Jarlhac'es crushed the flanks and then moved to the rear and killed all except one.
"Whelp why were you in our woods?"Said Grogotus menicingly
"Wwee were lo-ost please spar me."He said sadly
Any other creature would have let him live but he was a Jarlhac'es, a menicing ape.
"No chance."He growled smashing his hammer onto the mans head.
"Now then begin setting up those candles."He said
After a few minutes the candles were up and ready.
"Lets go talk to The Commander."He said menicingly
They began the decent back to the ranks of the army, slowly and menicingly.

TAG:Yuul

 

IC: Anareth Silverwind

Anareth spotted the group of Jarlhac'es returning to camp and moved to meet them. "I see you have been busy. Regardless it's time to suit up, Dmentae's orders, we are to move to meet the enemy soon I would guess. There are other matters I must tend to now, I trust you won't be laying about after I'm gone."

Tag: Alexanderlagrande