Trapped.Net A Gateway to Requeim
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Ririku: *exhales and smiles, his muscles relaxing back to normal size* Well to be honest... I am not sure exactly what a Call does.... *Ririku chuckles and rubs his head* By the Way my name is Ririku... Grand Master of the Order of the Divine Fist.... I was expecting someone from your faction..... The ArchMage of the Mind Eye.... I wonder what is keeping him. *Ririku bows humbly* I apologize for being so hasty in my pursuit of combat
[meanwhile on the mountain top]
{The feather grant's you resistance from Ice based techniques, you can no longer be frozen solid by Spells that are C rank and lower}
[meanwhile on the mountain top]
{The feather grant's you resistance from Ice based techniques, you can no longer be frozen solid by Spells that are C rank and lower}
(How are we/ spells ranked and when can you use said rankings?)
Aleiik talks to the owner and buys whats called the "Midnight Fox Call", a small black whistle that calls a black fox to your side, and the small ball of black fur, which turns out to be a 9-tailed black fox demon cub that was kicked out of its den.
"By the power of words I name thee: Onyx" The cub looks up at Aleiik with sparkling blue eyes, with no whites,and with red pupils and veins on the blue.
"You cute little bugger...." Aleiik puts the fox cub on his shoulder and goes to look for lodging.
Aleiik talks to the owner and buys whats called the "Midnight Fox Call", a small black whistle that calls a black fox to your side, and the small ball of black fur, which turns out to be a 9-tailed black fox demon cub that was kicked out of its den.
"By the power of words I name thee: Onyx" The cub looks up at Aleiik with sparkling blue eyes, with no whites,and with red pupils and veins on the blue.
"You cute little bugger...." Aleiik puts the fox cub on his shoulder and goes to look for lodging.
(Basically everyone who isn't a mod comes in at E or entry level, the highest level is S class, aka a Grand Master or Mythical Creature. Spells and or Special Techniques are also Ranked in this way. The way you rank up is to continue to fight enemies... or accept quests or accomplish feats of badassery. Right now you can use each spell 4 times a day since you are E ranked.)
Ririku: *turns and walks out the store* Well I might as well keep searching......
{Meanwhile in a pine forest a few miles out you come across a D ranked Bandit, pulling off items from dead corpses}
{The Bandit can be seen cutting the fingers off of a woman in order to take her rings, As you approach... You're HUD displays a red arrow above him, indicating that he is in fact hostile...}
Zanros, The Ranger.
Age: 21
Faction: Hunter/Ranger
Primary Weapon: Bow and Arrow
Secondary Weapon: One handed, Double Edged Sword
Armor: Light Leather, Dark Green cowl
Biography: Zanros was born into royalty, but at a very young age his noble family was betrayed and murdered. He was in hiding as the knights in black cut his parents down, he watched with his own eyes, and luckily he survived to one day avenge their deaths. He was seven years old at the time, and left to live into the wilderness alone. He lived off of the land for a couple of years before being found by elven. The elves, impressed that such a young human boy had lived on his own in their territory for so long, took him in to train him themselves. He trained for years in archery, from the wood elves, as well as in swordsmanship. He lived with the elven for a long while before leaving to become a ranger. He was talented upon arrival with the rangers at the tender age of seventeen, and could best all of them. He eventually became alone, as a Hunter/Ranger at the age of twenty to begin his search for those that murdered his parents. Zanros is a tactical genius when it comes to battle, his skill with a Bow and Arrow is unparalleled, and his swordsmanship is a force to be reckoned with. His senses and instincts are finely tuned as a Hunter/Ranger.
Age: 21
Faction: Hunter/Ranger
Primary Weapon: Bow and Arrow
Secondary Weapon: One handed, Double Edged Sword
Armor: Light Leather, Dark Green cowl
Biography: Zanros was born into royalty, but at a very young age his noble family was betrayed and murdered. He was in hiding as the knights in black cut his parents down, he watched with his own eyes, and luckily he survived to one day avenge their deaths. He was seven years old at the time, and left to live into the wilderness alone. He lived off of the land for a couple of years before being found by elven. The elves, impressed that such a young human boy had lived on his own in their territory for so long, took him in to train him themselves. He trained for years in archery, from the wood elves, as well as in swordsmanship. He lived with the elven for a long while before leaving to become a ranger. He was talented upon arrival with the rangers at the tender age of seventeen, and could best all of them. He eventually became alone, as a Hunter/Ranger at the age of twenty to begin his search for those that murdered his parents. Zanros is a tactical genius when it comes to battle, his skill with a Bow and Arrow is unparalleled, and his swordsmanship is a force to be reckoned with. His senses and instincts are finely tuned as a Hunter/Ranger.
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Zanros had arrived in this realm only a few days ago, but he had arrived prepared, and learned... Or rather remembered everything he needed to. It's as if he was born again with the tenacious skills of a masterful hunter. Over the past three days he had been tracking someone through the forest. The initial prints sparked his interest. The target was unusually quick, it was if she (or he) had been moving without direction. Finally he'd caught up with her, it was a her. He followed her through a mountain in an attempt to detect her purpose.
"I swear my curiosity will be the end of me... And now that I know it's a woman, I feel kind of like a pedo following her... Eh..."
Zanros spotted a thief trying to jump her after she'd acquired feathers from an eagles nest. She put him down quick and found an item.
"Hmm..."
Zanros said from behind the scenes.
"I swear my curiosity will be the end of me... And now that I know it's a woman, I feel kind of like a pedo following her... Eh..."
Zanros spotted a thief trying to jump her after she'd acquired feathers from an eagles nest. She put him down quick and found an item.
"Hmm..."
Zanros said from behind the scenes.
(Hope you don't mind if I join. xD)
Omega the End (see what I did there)
Age: 21
Faction: Warrior
Primary Weapon: Great Hollow (Two handed sword with great size)
Secondary Weapon: Fists
Armor: Light
bio: Omega could best be described by the words easygoing, maniac, eccentric, calm. He seems to be filled with paradoxes but that is what makes him himself I guess. He often does or says things that can make little sense to others, and will contradict himself often. When fighting he absolotuely loves flailing his Great Hollow around and does not mind getting cut up himself in the process of his rampage. Outside of battle he usually likes to maintain peace which contradicts his love for war. He will protect his friends at all costs though he does not strike many as the caring type. Omega rarely speaks of his past, but those who get to know him really well will learn of the troubled life he has lived.
Omega the End (see what I did there)
Age: 21
Faction: Warrior
Primary Weapon: Great Hollow (Two handed sword with great size)
Secondary Weapon: Fists
Armor: Light
bio: Omega could best be described by the words easygoing, maniac, eccentric, calm. He seems to be filled with paradoxes but that is what makes him himself I guess. He often does or says things that can make little sense to others, and will contradict himself often. When fighting he absolotuely loves flailing his Great Hollow around and does not mind getting cut up himself in the process of his rampage. Outside of battle he usually likes to maintain peace which contradicts his love for war. He will protect his friends at all costs though he does not strike many as the caring type. Omega rarely speaks of his past, but those who get to know him really well will learn of the troubled life he has lived.
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As he made it deep into the forest he encountered a vast amount of beasts. As he made it to the center of the forest, he realized this was its home, there was a large amount of corpses both human and animal. He walked up to a foot print that was seemly left by the beast, he pondered where could it have came from. As he walked closer to the pile of bones, he heard a loud roar