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The lost city of Arcia Finsa
Sitting near the table you watch the rain drip down your window. It’s been raining non stop since this morning and you didn’t have anything planned today so you’re watching the rain through your bedroom window instead. Then there’s a knock that pulls you out of your trance, you turn to look at what happened and see a drenched dove sitting on the outside windowsill. The dove notices you attention and coos softly before disappearing into the sky. You wonder at the bird’s strange behavior as you go to rest your head on the table in front of you, but before you do you notice an envelope resting near your head. The envelope is covered in mud and looks as though it’s been through a lot just to get to your home. Out of curiosity you open the letter, carefully opening the swirling dark blue seal depicting a dragon head with deer antlers and a small crown.
Dearest Adventurer,
This letter in an invitation sent to fourteen other CBers to come join us in the Lost city of Arcia, which has recently been rediscovered. Should you choose to join us there will be adventure abound, monsters to slay, treasure to find, and places to explore that have been untouched for centuries. Should you choose to bring your AEs and Captcha we encourage you to have them be in a group at all times, the City could be dangerous and have traps that could result in a painful death. You will each be assigned classes and abilities to assure your safety on this trip. There may be more than one of each class but not one of them is the same, each class has different subclasses that affect the features, abilities, items, equipment, strengths, and weaknesses of each class. In addition to magic you will be treated by a meal everyday with a camp containing many tents that’s contents run from popcorn machines to sleeping quarters to an armory. Should you choose to join us take this letter, fill out the form on the back and toss the letter into the air outside of your house, we will pick you up in a few days.
We will not be held responsible for any untimely deaths, diseases, illnesses, insanity, or other anomalies that may occur while on this trip. We will try our best to treat the guests who are afflicted though we may not have the means to save them at hand.
Sincerely,
Your City Guide, Jay Kirol
After reading the letter you decide to join the adventure, as it is certainly better than staring at raindrops all day. You look through the next sheet that reads;
Name:
Pronouns:
CBer, AE, or Captcha:
Appearance:
Personality:
Magic, stealth, or strength(please pick only one):
(If you picked Magic please choose one)Pact, connection, voice, heal, forest, or study:
(If you picked Stealth please choose one)Blade, creature, or energy:
(If you picked Strength please choose one) Emotion, sword, or protect:
Packing list:
Other:
You fill out the form and stand beneath the eave of your house, wondering why you need to throw the paper into the air outside your house. You shrug and toss the letter up into the air, before it has gone all the way up the dove from earlier catches the letter in its claws and disappears in a breeze smelling of citrus as a soft laugh echos in your ears, it seems vaguely familiar but you can’t remember where you’ve heard it before...
submitted by Jay Kirol, Arcia Finsa
(May 24, 2019 - 3:27 pm)
(May 24, 2019 - 3:27 pm)
HANG ON!!! *runs in breathless* *smiles a little sheepishly*
May I join please? Along with my CAPTCHA? If it's not too late that is...if it is, then just ignore this post.
Name: Joan B. of Arc
CBer, CAPTCHA or AE: CBer
Pronouns: she/hers/her
Appearance: Dark blue eyes that look like the night sky, sometimes it looks like there is gold flecks that sparkle, jagged scar across my face from the top of my right eyebrow to the bottom of my left eye, leather jacket with 3/4 sleeves, white shirt, maroon scarf around my neck, no helmet but I do wear armor, a maroon scarf around my neck, boots, a brown leather satchel slung across my body which is filled with medical herbs, black breeches/leggings, a sword at my side, and a dagger in each of my boots. If I need, then I can transform my "everyday clothes" into silver armor and I'm ready for battle. I don't wear a helmet when I wear my armor though.
Personality: Brave, confident, friendly, a little bit headstrong and has a quick temper. Loyal/trustworthy, not really patient, friendly, doesn't easily trust people unless I get to know them really well. Smiles a lot, but doesn't really laugh that often because I think it sounds horrible when I laugh, (but all of my friends don't think that it sounds horrible.) Is always willing to lend a hand and serve, always looking for ways to help others. Even if it means risking my life. When I get excited, I get REALLY excited and start jumping up and down and squeal a little bit. Hates seeing my friends hurt, and doubts myself often.
Magic, stealth, or strength?:
Stealth or strength. Probably stealth maybe. You can choose.
If stealth: Blade or energy.
If strength: Emotion or protect.
Packing list: A journal, and some of my AE Puck's pranks (smoking powder itching bomb, etc.)
Other: Really bad at thinking/speaking BEFORE acting. My CAPTCHA and AEs keep me in check though.
Also... my CAPTCHA Galahad wants to come too... is that ok?
Name: Galahad
Prounouns: He/his/him
CBer, CAPTCHA, or AE: CAPTCHA
Appearance: He looks like a young boy of 14, tall and bright light blue eyes. He smiles a lot, but is also very quiet/shy and solemn. He has short wavy/curly blonde hair. Wears armor, (but no shield), a red shield on his back and sword at his side.
Personality: Although he is often quiet/shy, he's not afraid to speak up when needed. Unlike other CAPTCHAs, he doesn't need a translator to say words. He's picked up a couple of english words from hearing me and my AEs talk to each other. He sometimes still speaks gibberish, so I have to translate it. He's EXTREMELY protective, and loyal. He won't leave my side. He loves to smile. Like his brother Diovald, he's a deep thinker. He's very gentle too. He won't hurt anyone and is a friend to all, unless you hurt someone he loves.
Magic, stealth, or strength:
Stealth
Blade, creature, or energy:
Um... blade? Galahad is also leaning towards creature... so I don't know. You can pick if you want.
Packing list: his sword and shield.
Other: He's not afraid of death when it comes to protecting his friends. He's basically my "little brother;" we look out for each other. He has a white horse named Destiny that comes at his call when he whistles. He only calls Destiny when he truly needs help.
(June 5, 2019 - 1:35 pm)
It’s been 12 days since you reserved so I may have to start without you if I don’t want this thread to die.
(June 6, 2019 - 5:54 pm)
Eeeep sorry! Looks like I’m that person again...:/
Name: Leeli
Pronouns: Female
CBer, AE, or Captcha: CBer
Appearance: Fair, generally clear complexion, a smattering of freckles if you look close enough (I like to pretend I have freckles but they’re basically invisible :3) sky blue eyes, thick dark lashes. Average height. Slim, but not skinny. Long legs. Athletic, slightly stocky build. Very long golden hair. It’s about hip length in real life, but I sometimes exaggerate the length for my CB appearance, so feel free to have fun with it. Also, some recent additions to my CB appearance: my hair seems to change color in different lighting (i.e. looks silver in moonlight and copper in firelight), and my eyes shift colors as well. I have subtly pointed ears.
Personality: I’m an introvert, quiet, awkward, and reserved around people I don’t know, but I have a crazy weird side that comes out when I’m around my friends. I have some social anxiety. I actually just have a lot of anxiety in general. Intelligent, random, protective, weird, honest, passionate, sometimes excitable. Loyal to a fault, a deep thinker. Extremely stubborn, I always stand up for what I believe in. I tend to be mistrustful of people, assuming the worst until they earn my trust. I’m sensitive and feel deeply, but not the could-burst-into-tears-at-any-time kind of sensitive—more of an intuitive kind. I have a rather bad temper, and zero self esteem. My MBTI type is INFJ-T, with a dash of INFP.
Magic, stealth, or strength(please pick only one): Magic.
(If you picked Magic please choose one)Pact, connection, voice, heal, forest, or study: Forest.
(If you picked Stealth please choose one)Blade, creature, or energy:
(If you picked Strength please choose one) Emotion, sword, or protect:
Packing list: A few changes of clothes, toiletries, my bow and arrows, a potted flower, plenty of notebooks and pens, a leather-bound journal and a quill pen, a fluffy blanket, my Polaroid, and a stand mixer (you just never know).
Other: N/A
(June 10, 2019 - 9:15 am)
Viola? sits up from her computer and stretches, the sunlight bathing her in pleasant warmth. She sits for a few more seconds before standing up and nearly tripping over her suitcase. Right. She thinks, I was going to go on a trip today. She looks out the window at the light sprinkling of rain, How will we get there in this weather.
Someone calls her name from the kitchen and Viola? shakes her head to clear it. “Coming!” she yells as she commands some sticky notes to form a crane to pick up her suitcase and opts to slide down the banister instead of taking the stairs.
She finds Nymph in the form of a medium sized female with shoulder length brown hair that fades to purple, orange eyes, and a large reptilian tail sitting on the counter, eating a waffle. Sea Glass comes up to Viola? and says “D-do you think that the guide will be here soon? It may be best that we leave before the storm worsens further.”
Viola opens her mouth to reply to her anxious AE when there’s a sudden knock at the door, “I bet that’s our guide now!” Viola? goes and opens their front door to see two figures, one cloaked in black with a featureless mask and one with dark hair, bright eyes, and tanned skin with freckles covering his whole body.
The uncloaked one speaks first, “Hello! You must be Viola? aren’t you, unless I got the wrong house…”
Viola? Quickly confirms that this is indeed her house and invites him and his companion inside. Once inside the pair instruct the group to put their baggage in a pile on the floor, once that is done they ask them to stand with the baggage. When the group complies, Nymph grumbling something that Viola? and Sea Glass choose not to hear, the masked figure holds their hands out and magic wraps around their group, causing the world to go dark.
The group spends a few moments in darkness and Viola? feels Sea Glass’s fingers tighten around her own, then a warm light comes flooding into the room they are in. As the light shines on the group they feel a change take place, a shifting of pieces in a large game. Even Nymph blinks in surprise as they behold where they are, a neat light brown tent with a table and three rolled up sleeping mats lined up in a row. The cloaked figure and the one, who she can only assume was Jay Kirol, are nowhere to be seen. There is a note on the inside of the tent flap, it states that the tent that the group is standing in will be their quarters for the duration of their stay, which will be 3 weeks.
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Rogue Wildling, having searched their and Nihil’s tent thoroughly for traps walks through their tent flaps to observe the camp. It’s a circle of tents with a sign before every tent stating the name of the occupant. There is a campfire pit, logs, and a cooler in the center of the group camp, leading away from the tents is a path heading towards larger tents, which, as stated by the sign on near the road, to be the way to the kitchen, bathrooms, dining hall, Guide tent, Map tent, and the path to the ruins. They walk to a tent at random and read the sign, it doesn’t have a name inscribed on it but as they watch a name carves itself into the wood, Twirlgirl. Rogue smiles in delight as they recognize the name, though it seems to be deserted so they pass it by and decide to examine the poster board put up opposite the path to the main camp.
On the board is written the list of guest’s names, along with a strange array of titles. A memory tingles at the back of Rogue’s mind but they can’t quite remember, so they decide to just finish reading and get it over with.
Secret: Druid, Circle of the Land
Leeli: Druid, Circle of the Shepherd
Soren: Bard, College of Glamor
Sage: Fighter, Arcane Archer
Rogue: Warlock, Pact of the Tome
Nihil: Rogue, Assassin
Gracia: Bard, College of Valor
TwirlGirl: Monk, Way of the Sun Soul
Fleet: Bard, College of Lore
spiffycat: Monk, Way of the Open Hand
Viola?: Assassin, Arcane Trickster
Sea Glass: Cleric, Knowledge domain
Nymph: Fighter, Champion
Leo: Barbarian, Path of the Totem Warrior, wolf
Claaws: Paladin, oath of Vengance
Theatregirl: Druid, Circle of Dreams
Joan B: Monk, Way of the Kensei
Galahad: Ranger, beast = Destiny the horse
Ironically, Rogue notes with a snort of laughter, their name does not match their... Class? Is that the correct word for this list? They shrug off their questions as they hear a distant ringing of a bell from the main camp, drawing them to it. The other CBers, AEs, CAPTCHAs, and even Nihil are unable to resist its pull either so they end up walking in a large group to a sort of Amphitheatre in the camp’s center where they see their Dark haired guide standing on a mound in the center with his shrouded companion standing to his left. He motions to them to take a seat before he begins to speak.
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It has begun, updates may be slow due to the fact that I am currently in another country and do not have a computer for easy typing but I’ll manage.
(June 11, 2019 - 12:29 pm)
@Admins can you please delete the stuff in the parentheses? Thanks!
(June 11, 2019 - 1:53 pm)
Monk??????
Okay . . .
(June 13, 2019 - 12:37 pm)
This was based off of the choices you made and the answers you gave me. Also, in the monk class’s defense, they do have a very cool energy manipulation talent and you would be surprised at how useful they are.
(June 14, 2019 - 10:02 am)
(June 21, 2019 - 7:00 am)
I haven’t abandoned this I’m just quite busy so I can’t work on a draft for the next installment, though it seems that this has mostly been unread I can assure you that this will continue... eventually... when I get ahold of a computer.
(June 25, 2019 - 1:10 pm)