I believe that we now have enough people to start. However, it would be appreciated if more people would sign up for the Forces of Evil.

Below are two starting stories, one for good and one for evil... enjoy!

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GOOD

You walk into the King's chamber. You notcie people of other races standing around, some talking to eachother and some staying quiet. You take a good look at everybody in the room and you wait a while. However, you do not know why you are here and are desperate to find out what is going on.
Eventually, the King's personal bodyguard emerges forward holding a piece of parchment. The adventurers gather around in front of the Throne and go dreadfully silent. The bodyguard starts:

"Due to circumstances that cannot be told to you at this precise moment, the King is not able to make your acquaintance. However, he leaves this message for you.

My Honourable Adventurers

Of Men, Halflings, Dwarves and Elves you are. All of you proud for your own reasons, and brilliant warriors you are. I shall make this short for you. You are to find the book Itradil before the evil mage Dekul gets his hands on it. For now, I cannot tell you how to do it all at one time, so I set you this task.
Using eachother, travelling together, you must make your way to the Golden Leaf Inn in Reckin, a small village just North of your current position. Once there, talk to the tavern keeper Morakus. He will tell you where you must go after that. To get to Reckin, you must travel through the Epon Forest and the Reckin Hills, that border the southern fronts of the village. This will be dangerous, and many trials will wait you. You shall leave precisely 1 hour after hearing this message.
For now, that is all I can say. Good luck my friends, the fate of our world now depends on you."

The guard stops talking, and exits through a side door. There is a buzz of conversation in the room, and knowing you have only 1 hour you start to get your items together.

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Evil

As you feast upon the raw flesh of chicken you are told by a tall orc that you must make Rekal's acquaintance immediatly. You set out to his chambers, and when you enter there are a few others in there.

"I shall be quick," starts Rekal "You have 6 days to get to Urndable. This trade town will prove important in our quest. You must get there and kill the Mayor of the town. As soon as he is dead, Urndable shall be in your power.
Travel North-East from your current position to get there. When you take the town, one of you must report back to me and tell me of your victory... clear?"

You and the others nod, and you leave the room to gather your belongings.

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GOOD ALIGNMENT. As you leave the keep a messenger comes to you with news. He tells you that Orcs, Demons and other beasts are setting out for Urndable. You know that this is a place of major importance but now the choice is yours.

GOOD ALIGNMENT you now have a choice. You can either start by going to Reckin straight away, or you can go South-West to Urndable and try to stop the enemy before it is too late...


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OOC: Sorry the introductions are small. I have no time to write this, but I want to get started.

Have fun, any problems then please PM me

thanks

Prowler

I decide to go to urndable to try to stop the hords of enemy.
But first I goes home and equip myself for the trip.

OOC: Is there soldiers beeing sent to urndable?

Smulch cackles to himself with evil delight, setting out for Urndable immediately. He first stops by a vendor and purchases a brown cloak, and wrapping it around himself, and bringing the hood over his head, disguises himself to the best of his ability as a human youth. Taking the road northeast, he heads for Urndable.

Akkli, who had been leaning against the wall of the chamber, away from everyone else, tightens the strap holding on his staff and Walks out. He checks his rations and makes sure he has travel equipment(which is little as he's a skilled woodsman) and heads to Urndable. He jogs at a ground eating pace, drawing on is Demon-Half's stamina.

Boxox looks at the others scurrying around and laughs a deep, throaty, laugh. "Haven't ye had enough listenin' to yer elders to know that ye cannot change the course of prophecy?" He calls out to the others around. "Those who wish to go to Urndable, go. Those who wish to go to after the book, come wit' me. It may be that it be foretold that a delay in Urndable allows us to get the book first, so I salute those of ye who go to fight our enemies heads on."

He gathers his belongings, and waits a few minutes on the road to Reckin before starting off. I wonder if I am going to be the only one choosing this path? he wonders top himself as he turns to make off at a good pace to the north.

Anaelos looks in the direction Boxox goes seeing that he is the only one. He decides to turn around and help Boxox with the book.

Looking round the room Zaul sniggers to himself "ooh choices choices" after thinking for a minute or two he turns and heads towards Urndable

Tilaer takes the piece of wheat he was chewing from his mouth, and thrust it upon the ground.

"The fool follows his heart. The fool goes for the obvious." Tilaer mumbles, sounding as if he were in but a dream land. He smirks oddly, and with no other words turns to head to Reckin, his cloak twisting and fluttering behind him.

Boxox is happy to see that there are more than just he going to the north. He pauses and waits for the others to catch up.

"Greetings, friends," he says as they catch up. "As you probably know by now, I am Boxox Turtlesbane, dwarf warrior with a kick. I believe in doing things right, except in the cases where it keeps them from being done at all. I am glad that I do not make this journey on my own. I believe that the book is the key, and what towns may fall upon the path are mere distractions from the ultimate goal. I am sorry for the people in Urndable, but I want to limit the number of Urndables that there are."

With this he turns, his rich travelling cloak flowing out and around him as he does do, and begins to walk toward Relkin at a pace that would invite conversation along the way.

Anaelos follows Boxox towards Relkin

Zaul seeing his company as small as it was, stopped and thought for a minute "would we stand a chance?" he looks down and sighes "but maybe the dwarf was right, a destraction would help.... so be it" he turns towards Urndable without saying another word.

The Elf has a casual stride, but oddly bouncy, as if he was waiting for one of the party to strike. His eyes twitch to see the whole group every once in a while, but mostly stay steady.

"What are the skills this party provides? I myself am a Ranger, good with the bow and the longsword." He asks casually.

I'm a Ranger too, Also skilled in Longbow and Longsword, Anaelos replies

"As for me," Boxox says after hearing the others, "I'm a tank, though I might surprise those who think that that's all that I am." He assesses the group as a whole. "So we have a couple of plunky plunkies and a tank. I'd love to have another tank by my side, but, we can probably deal with what we're going to need."

ooc: Do we get DM posts any time?

OOC: uhh.... Prowler? What happens... We need an update or something...

Yea, Prowler, we kinda need the GM posts here....I'll PM him....

As your groups discuss which way to turn, you eventually go your seperate ways. The adventurers going to Urndable face a 5 day walk at least, unless so other form of transport can be acquired. You make your way through some large fields when you find yourselves very tired and decide to get some rest, so you put up an encampment.

Those of you heading to Reckin make your way through a long range of hills. Suddenly, you come across an odd looking man standing at the side road.

"Good tidings dear fellows," he says, "But I wonder if you can help me? I lost a very important... item in the bunch of trees behind me, and for the life of me I can't find it. I've heard of strange creatures in the trees, maybe they took it."

He awaits your response.

"Good sir," Boxox replies, bowing deeply as he does so. "Exactly what is it that you feel you've lost, and what is it about the trees that you have heard? Obviously, you know something of them, as you know you lost your item in them, so therefore, you were within them. Perhaps if we knew what you did, we would be able to help."

He looks at the man, looking for any sign of uneasyness on his part.

The Elf steps up in a long stride, letting his head hang loosely to a side. He flips his head from one side of his body to the other, closest to Boxox. He leans down and whispers in the Dwarfs ear.

"I say me and Anaelos go in if anyone does, since we are Rangers. You and the others should stay here, in case anything goes wrong, you can tackle him." He takes his head away from the dwarf and twists oddly on one heel to look at the man. He give an odd nod of his head, and steps back.

Zaul starts a fire, sits down on a rock and starts to sharpen his katana and quietly sings a song to himself in a strange language

Akkli stops near the others camp, not needing rest, but wanting to be ready for the next day. He starts his own fire a little away form the tohers, and gets out some food.

Anaelos nods with his head and start walking towards the tree

Zaul noticing Akkli, slings his sword over his back and walks towards Akkli

Boxox stands on his tiptoes, trying to catch the man's attention. "Good Sir", he reitierates. "What is it that you have lost? We would be happy to help, if you would just allow us the information we need to be able to."

OOC: Sorry guys

Recently ive been having some problems at home and havent had time for this site. Thus meaning I cannot commit myself to the RP. It was poorly planned by me anyway.

I have no choice but to stop it as I cant be commited to it.

Sorry guys

Prowler

Darn! This story seemed really fun! And it was just starting too. But If you can't do then so be it. Maybe once your probvlems are sorted out you can continue it.

Since the rp is over.... locked. PM me if you decide to resume it.