Epic Wizard RP!

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Epic Wizard RP!

Epic Wizard RP!

We are all different types of wizards with different types of powers. I don't quite have a plot, but we all unexpectedley meet.

Trickster: Their magic is mostly just for show, although the are quite useful in some situations. Boiled down, they're the rabbit-out-of-a-hat kinda guys.

Wizard: Like Gandalf, basically. They may not have many spells, although they are wise and powerful no doubt, and good with a sword as well.

Mage: They focus one of the 4 main elements. Powerful, yes, but not useful 24/7, for they have much to learn.

Sorcerer/Sorceress: The most powerful by far, and you never know what they'll send your way. The power, though, gets to their head.

Druid: These kind old people are glad to help when they can, even if it might just be healing magic.

Witch/Warlock: Also known as necromancers, these wizards are masters of black magic, although evil clouds their morals.

Paladin: These wizardly knights fight not for glory or power, but for the greater good. And while they might not be the best at magic, their swordsmanship makes up for it.

Enchanter/Enchantress: They can enchant most anything, and their magical knowledge is vast. Although, they work off of tomes, and their dependance could be their downfall.

Choose one and fill the form! No more than 2 of each class, and no more than 6 total charries!

Name:

Age: (At least 20.)

Apperance/Garb:

Personality:

Magical Class: (Explained above.)

Special Powers?:(Not too Op, guys.)

Other:

We can work out the plot together, and I really hope this works!

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer, Magic moon
(September 12, 2015 - 5:30 pm)

Ummmm, I think you just skipped a day ahead when we were in a tense moment! Sorry, but, What?

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(September 18, 2015 - 5:00 pm)

I'm SSSSOOOOOO sorry!!  Everyone ignore my last post!!!  I didn't realize that you had already posted on that!

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(September 21, 2015 - 3:21 pm)

OK EVERYONE IGNOE THE POST ABOVE!!!  I DIDN'T SEE PETE'S POST WHEN I DID THIS!!!  I'M SORRY IF THIS CONFUSED ANYONE.

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(September 21, 2015 - 3:24 pm)

top

submitted by Top, Top
(September 18, 2015 - 8:17 pm)

Ok, nobody is posting, so I guess I'll double post.

Peleto~

One creature jumps towards Nellethiel, bounding like a dog. She sends a water torrent at it, propelling into the air. Then she wets the ground and catches the falling creature in mud. Emmeria and Aragarien draw their swords. Emmeria whispers a spell, and her blade ignites. She sends it into the creature, killing it. Aragarien catapults off the creature, turns into a jet black wolf, and bites down on its leg.

Ferlin and I are teaming up against the rest of the group, me sheilding us and Ferlin sending dark magic flying at the beasts. But the more we tire, the more they keep coming...

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(September 19, 2015 - 7:55 am)

Ferlin~

I realize that we need something more... I touch the palm of my hand, quietly whispering, "Teke Cam beyek perons Yertya." My vision grows dark for a second, then I feel my Terecok near my side.

"Tersone Petero", pointing at the dark monsters. My Terecok nods, and springs forward.

"Don't kill the Terecok!" I yell at Peleto, who had watched me through my whole process.

"I hope it won't kill us," Peleto mumbles in response.

But it was worth it, anyways. The Terecok swiped at the dark monsters, and either they disintegrated or ran away like cowards. Soon there where only a few left.

 

submitted by Danie
(September 19, 2015 - 10:03 am)

 

Aragarien~

l shift back into a human and retrive my sword were l droped it on the ground. The three remineing monsters flee, and we don't chase them. 

l watch them for a second, then start the clean the sword of the monster's blood.  "They weren't natural." l mutter to myself.

"Why?" l turn around the see Emmria. "They-they just didn't feel right. When l slashed through their flesh, it was like shadow."

"Like made of magic." 

"Right. Now l must be going." l sheath my sword and turn to camp.

Why did those monsters hunt us?

submitted by Shadow Dragon
(September 19, 2015 - 10:26 pm)

Bop to the top.

submitted by top
(September 19, 2015 - 5:22 pm)

Um, Admin? I posted a comment, but it didn't go through. Do you know why that is?

No. I'm just posting now.

Admin

submitted by Booksy Owly
(September 19, 2015 - 7:08 pm)

Peleto~

As the last of them disappear, we sheathe our weapons. The air mage is just waking up, probably very confused. But that was the least of our worries, as we were being hunted by dark creatures.

"You are all probably confused as to why we were attacked," Ferlin starts.

"Attacked?" asked the air mage groggily.

"Yes, attacked. By dark creatures," Ferlin explains.

"The reason is, we are the group of 6 the legendary prophecy speaks of," I interject. "Here, let's sit down, and we will explain. Ferlin and I tell of the Grandmaster council and the prophecy and all that, while the expressions of the group turn from confusion to intrigue. Finally, Nellethiel speaks up.

"So how do we exactly, you know, save the world and all?" she questions.

"We figure out what it means," Ferlin answers. "I'm sure there are some brains here."

"And we find the last verse," I add, "which is hidden somewhere in the ruins of the council dungeon. Only then can we save the world." There is a long moment of silence as we all take in what was just said.

"Well, we can't work on empty stomachs," Emmeria finally suggests. "Who wants breakfast?" 

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(September 20, 2015 - 2:16 pm)

bop bop bop to the top!

submitted by top
(September 21, 2015 - 11:08 am)

Everyone,

I am sooo sorry for that prophecy mix-up thing!  I didn't have very much time when I posted that so I didn't spend a lot of time seeing how long ago people had posted.

Emmeria-

After a quick breakfast of eggs and toast we whipped up, me Nellethiel and I patch everyone up.  No serious injuries, just a few cuts and scrapes, but we don't want to take any chances.  Whatever those things were, we don't want to find out if they're poisonus.  As we set off again, I can tell that Miffy's scared so I ride over to her.

"Are you ok?" I ask, "I'll be fine," she says. "Those things just reminded me of my home. Well, my home before it was destroyed."  "I know what you mean."  Miffy's startled expression reminds me of something, or someone else.  "Where did you grow up at?" I ask.  "A little village right on the banks of the Sarengetto river."  "I did too!  Who were your parents?"  "I don't really know there names," she explained. "I was only a year old when the village was destroyed."  "I know!  You're the Flosians daughter!  You were an onery kid, always sneaking out of the house when your mother wasn't looking."

"Really?" Miffy laughed, "I don't really remember any of it.  My mum almost died getting me out of our house and I fell down into the river.  I nearly drowned.  At least, that's what mum told me." "I really don't remember anything either," I said. "But my brother was 11 when we left so he told me all he could remember.  He said that one time, our mums found us playing down by the creek and we were covered in mud!"

As we bothed laughed I saw Peleto smiling warmly at us.  I think he enjoys our fun reunion after all that we've been through today. Ferlin on the other hand is glaring at us.  I stick my tomgue out at him and he almost falls off his horse!  Even though his eyes glow like that, he really is less creepy without his hood.

As we enter a deep wood, Aragaien starts shifting awkwardly.  "What is it?" I ask him. "Those things," he growls. "They're back." 

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(September 21, 2015 - 3:55 pm)

@Pete:

a) Sorry I haven't been posting!

b) Nellethiel is one pf the greatest brains there. Northern Elves literally dedicate their entire lives to becoming intellgient. 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 21, 2015 - 6:06 pm)

Peleto~

Ferlin and Emmeria break out their stash of food that they had luckily packed before we embarked, and we ate a pleasant breakfast. We then hopped on the horses, I riding with Ferlin, and Miffy riding with Nellethiel. 

"So, what is the plan from here?" Ferlin asked me, not turning his head from the road.

"Well, our only definite destination is the ruins of the council, so to save time and supplies, we will head there, and figure out the rest on the way. The ruins would be north, towards the Opal Mountains, so we're going in the right direction," I explain.

"So let's start now, on the first verse: A kingdom gone, a family lost. Preparing to pay the ultimate cost. What does it mean?" Ferlin mumurs to me. But before I can answer,  I here him grumbling.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"Them. They're wrong," says Ferlin, gesturing at Miffy and Emmeria. "How can they be so happy? This is serious, not a game, like they're probably used to."

"They're just trying to stay positive. It's a hard time for all of us. Try to lighten up, ok?" I explain. I turn towards the girls, and smile warmly. It's always nice to have a quiet conversation in the backround of a journey. I look to Ferlin, and he is still glaring at them, as if they were doing everything wrong. Emmeria sticks her tounge out at him, and he nearly falls of the horse! We all laugh a little. Suddenly, we all notice Aragarien's uncomfortable position.

"What is it?" asks Emmeria.

"Those things," he replies, "They're back." A dark creature the size of a small house suddenly bounds around a corner behind us, chasing- wait, could it be? Canuel! I'm a bit rusty, but I form a quick plan in my head. I hope this works. I flip off of Ferlin's horse, and land roughly on Canuel. Not bad, for an 80 year old.

"Do we fight it?" suggests Emmeria.

"No!" I answer. "Ride on!" 

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(September 21, 2015 - 6:31 pm)

Aragarien~

"Ride on?" l echo, glanceing at that.....Thing. "Why? Wh-"

"Just ride!" Peleto digs his heels in the horse's side, causeing it lunge forward. The others give uncertin looks before doing the same.

l frown. They're going to get killed. Then coax my horse into a trot, staying behind the others, keeping an eye on that....Thing.  It snarls at us, then leaps forward into a gallop.

My horse bolts in fright, catching up to the others, streaching its long legs, leaning its neck lower. l start, then grasp its mane. Never as good with horses. The Things is still running after us, gaining even.

"What are you doing?" l shout to Peleto over the rush of wind and thunder of hooves. "You're going to kill us all!"

submitted by Shadow Dragon
(September 21, 2015 - 9:35 pm)