Sessamaru spoke softly, his voice musical and moving to all who hear, "To amuse myself, and to make sure no danger follows you. I'll regret letting young lives such as your's and their's to be eradicated, surely I would." With a slow, graceful movement of his hand, he extended his index finger at the leader of the group "And to see if you're prepared to destroy the Curse," his right arm plopped to the sides inside the folds of his cloak, his voice grim with determination.
Already bored with his game, Sessamaru used his shadow step ability, appearing infront of Alaric by 20 meters. His sudden movement didn't cause a gust of wind to blow until Alaric took a five meter step. Sessamaru, hidden under his cloak, stood there like a statue.
His graceful, nimble feet matched their's, but his was deathly silent. How amusing it is that he doesn't notice me, Sessamaru cackled in his thoughts, almost wanting to laugh aloud.
With a sudden jump, he flew onto a high branch, landing softly without a noise. The Roc's Feather around my neck seems to be a trusty item, that it does, he thought gratefully, slowly landing behind the travelers with another stealthly jump. His landing made no sound. He applauded himself. It has been so long since he had done any scouting routines so flawlessly. This group looked amusing to him.
With great speed and with great, superb stealth, he ran towards the cave, hidden by the shadows casted by the leaves of the trees. Strangely, he was hidden so well that he was unnoticed, even a lick of light wouldn't have noticed his strange findings. "Traveler's, that they are..." Sessamaru mused with great analysis, without seeing them as clearly, but good enough through the blinding light of the sun. He knew he would be followed by the same man who stalked him in the town to the lake.
When this one was young, the Soren, the foulest clan of the Forgotten race, spoke of such fears of the Daenon, the Dark Gods. They looked at him with a strange eye, an eye that spoke pages 'You may have been born a Sorurobu Bureakeru, but you're our saviour... worthless child.' And he often grew angry. What did they want? Why did they fear their Patrons and Matrons of the Dark? What did they want from this one? Then, a young woman, Maria, came to this one with care and kindness. She wasn't Soren, but Sorurobu Bureakeru, one of last remnants of good. That fateful day seven centuries later, when he mastered all the arts of Magic, Stealth, and Swordplay, this one destroyed it. Dhar'khania. He stole a blade that day. A Daetys Blade. Lumia, the Crystal Schamshir. The smooth, clear blade shimmered with a benevolent light in his grasp. Ironic that this one is the heir of the lost clan who worshipped this Goddess... Lumia... She was everything, and more important than Kactios, Goddess of Chaos, or in this world's term, Creation. Daetys in our tongue meant "Those of the Light", mainly the Gods. This one was overcome with power, though. Giving up a large portion of his limitless lifeforce, this one cleansed Dhar'Khania with light. Who would have thought the Plane was made of Darkness? Surely not this one. Not this one... He spent aeons, approximatey seven aeons, within a realm known as The Veil. This one awoken as he fell into this plane of existance after a "Black Comet of Blue Flame" appeared. This was the God "Ragnarok", the destroyer of all. He wandered here for numerous years, hidden in darkness, with his enchanted cloak of a lustrous green. Years after this one wandered in darkness, he appeared in the light of Moontear Wood, at the base of the Fable Stone. The Stone's magic died. Within it, a blade of no shape was there. He gripped it and brought into the Mental Plane of Focus, where many who tried to relieve the blade died in inner combat. No... of the Entity of the Sword of No Shape. It appeared as an inverted reflection. To this one, it was a female of his own reflection, but her skin was grey, as mine is white. Her eyes red, as this one's is green. Her hair obsidian, as his is snow. Her eyelids, nails, and lips were white, as his are black. Her cloak was crimson with black fur trims, as this one's is green with white fur trims. Inverted image of the opposite sex. He wielded Lumia, she wielded a schamshir similar to his, but black and with an edge. Red runes were visible upon the slender blade. As this one banished his shadow, he awakened upon this Plane again, wielding the same sword as my shadow. The Virgin Blade was named "Shadowbane". Soon after, this one's adventure began. Now, he saw the comet... Ragnarok is coming... ~Sessamaru Edit: Alright, I changed Sessamaru's dialect the way it was meant to be. He refers to himself as "He, this one, and him". I'm still trying to perfect his dialect a bit, but it's kind of hard when you don't want to use "I, my, or me". Anyway, his dialect is formal. Also, in case you guys are wondering, the time period is in a feudal era, where there was no technology like the one's we have today. So, with that out of the picture, good luck :P The story goes down like this: The End of the World is coming, along with a legion of darkness. If you wish, you can add that you're part of the Dark Army. This is a free-for-all, and if you want to travel with one another, then shoot. We have good guys, bad guys, and neutral guys '>.> So yea. I'm still trying to formulate the rest. This RP doesn't have a main protagonist atm. For aeons on end, he was trapped in a cosmic prison for treason and messing with the affairs of mortals. Sealed by Gilgamesh,who's reincarnated as Sessamaru, he wishes for the destruction of the new hier of the Sorurubu Bureakeru Clan (Sessamaru is the seventh hier). If anything is unclear, please shoot :P RULES: No god-modding No killing without Permission (Pm me or ask in 'Ooc') No major cussing Nothing other then kissing and/or hugging Character Sheet Format Name - Age - Gender - Personality - Weapon - History - Race - Appearance - Other - Played By - Name - Vallyn Desp'Ana Age - 75 Gender - Male Personality - Calm, collected, hates everything except for magic and swordplay Weapon - Mournagh and Zilvinidia (two enchanted shamshirs) History - After rising to the surface, Vallyn the Dark Elf searches for a place in the world for himself. Naturally, he is Lawful Evil, having intentions of his own benefit, while regarding everything and everyone respectfully. He does not care if someone or something dies, but does if they were never given a chance to actually live or is attacked by a large group. Not really a good character, Vallyn, himself, would kill anyone who makes him seem inferior or almightily good. He wears enchanted anklets and bracelets, enchanted leather armour, and wields two enchanted swords, a bow, and multiple arrows. His piwafwi, enchanted as the Drow custom, hides him in perpectual darkness. His infravision gives him an upperhand in darkness. Race - Drow (Dark Elf) Appearance - Other - Levitation, Inpenetrable Globe of Darkness, Faerie Fire (Harmless Purple Flames that is used to outline opponent who tries to run away in the darkness of night or tries to turn invisible), Swordplay, Some Magical Ability, and Stealth. Played By - Sessamaru Name - Uramasses Age - Old... Gender - Male Personality - Kind, hysterical... He's pretty clumsy. Weapon - A chained Sakobatou named "Sakura" History - He appeared a little after the comet was first seen. Race - Unknown Appearance - (I'll get a pic later) Other - He's old, blind, and very clumsy. He loves children and life itself. Some say he's a druid, other's say he's clinically insane!!! Played by - Sessamaru Name - Sessamaru Age - 17 Gender - Male Personality - Calm, philosophical, and caring. He protects the innocent, crusading for redemption. To him, it is a perpectual search. No end or revelation has struck him. Weapon - 2 enchanted schamshirs: Lumia and Shadowbane, which magically combine to create a wide-bladed masamune named "Godslayer" History - After his homeworld was destroyed by an astronomical entity, he spent aeons in The Veil, his 17 year old body perfectly preserved as his immortal-state increased in power. But, he is a sickly albino of his now extinct race, and must survive off sentient items, mostly the symbiote and of Shadowbane, the soul-stealing sword that forever thirsts for blood. As he awakened upon a new plane, he must travel alone with his own burdens, protecting the innocent, and being a pacifist unless there is no other way... He never wants to think of such things. Race - Forgotten Appearance - (Pic was founded by Chervalier. Much better than my pic :P) Other - He's a rogue whose spells revolve around wind, making him an Aeromancer, but he is more skill in the arts of magic than anyone could comprehend. After all, he is older than seven aeons. Played By - Sessamaru Name - Ragnarok Age - Unknown Gender - Male Personality - Quickly angered, maniacal, psychotic. He wishes to see everything destroyed, put into disorder, and all in his name. Weapon - Blue Moon's Scythe; A diabolical scythe, whose blade shines blue under the moon, while blue rose petals fall from every swing, slowly corroding away as they near the ground. The scythe magical ability is to break the air, turning it into a vacuum for an "x" amount of time. History - One of the fabled Rheuric Gods of Dhar'Khania who have forged the worlds from their own blood and sweat, Ragnarok was the "Pandora's Box" created by the Grand Creator "Paradox" when the gods were futily fighting over who ruled. Paradox, unacustomed to infighting, created a son whose powers equalled that of Kactios (her name translated in the Human tongue as "Chaos"), giving him superiority over the others. But, as Ragnarok was born, he misunderstood his purpose, and soon messed around with the affairs of mortals. The Soren Forgotten worshipped him, for he gave birth to Corrosion Magic, which easily wiped away their enemies. Gilgamesh, son of Lumia, Goddess of birth, harvest, light, and kindness, grew weary of this. With a blade magically forged by his God Mentor, he struck with Babylon, the magical masamune, to banish Ragnarok. Ragnarok was banished as the Sorrow Breaker Clan was forged, locked within a Symbiote-meshed cocoon. The cocoon began traveling through dimensional voids, becoming a comet. The comet found a fitful home, and began its descent... Race - Rheuric Grand God Appearance - Other - His power and magic revolve around corrosion, gaia, and aegis. (Destruction, Earth, and Protection). Played by - Sessamaru Name - Messarasu Age - ??? Gender - Female Personality - Maniacal Weapon - Lightslayer(schamshir), Atrum(schamshir), Runa(Pike) History - An impure soul who stole Sessamaru's outline, she is the very inverted reflection of Sessamaru. She is under the command of Ragnarok. She can summon Shadows. Race - Shadow Forgotten Appearance - Other - She also uses a pike named "Runa" Played By - Sessamaru Name - Aveum Age - N/A Gender - N/A(looks like a boy) Personality -calm, smart ,all-seeing, colected Weapon - just his spiritual, allmighty powers History - a divinity that walks on earth,(in the far future, hes the new creator), he has great powers sealed within him and knows much of the world Race - Divine being Appearance - Other - he's the creator , wich in the future he becomes only a vessel Played By - chervalier Name - Jasmine Age - 16 Gender - Female Personality - She's very quiet and calm.She dosen't talk alot around people, because she dosen't really trust people. Once you befreind her, she will be more open. Weapon - Two sias History - When she was 11, her parents died in a fire. She was the only survivor of the fire, and had no reletives to stay with. She had to take care of herself, and not let anyone take advantage of her. She developed a kind of block between reality and herself. Race - Unkown Appearance - Other - She developed a power of stopping time during her years Played By - Singstar Name – Cina (sin-a) Age - 16 Gender - male Personality – He is calm, relaxed, and likes to keep things peaceful. He likes to be helpful, and prefers not to fight. He hates to see things destroyed. Whenever he needs to fight though, then he’ll do it. However, he has some what of a darker side to his personality, which is unknown to all Weapon – None History – He has been known from town to town as a peace bringer. He is a travler, who goes from town to town, usually ending up trying to solve some sort of problem. Nothing big, just minor problems. He left his parents when he was younger, to go off on his own for unknown reasons. No one knew who his parents were anyway. The rest of his life is really shrouded in mystery, giving him the appearance of a normal, happy-go-lucky man. There is one thing about him that raises a mystery. His entire right arm is covered in tight bandages, which are made of an extremely rare type of leather, which is so thick that not even a sword made of steel can penetrate it. Race – Human/demon Appearance - Other – you'll have to picture the leather around his right arm in the picture Played By – Deathsight44 Name - Blade Age - 17 Gender Male Personality - Calm and quiet and polite he will protect the innocent Weapon - the two legendary sword known as the blade of Beginning and the blade of End History - Ever since his parents died at age 9 Blade has been exploring the world trying to become a great swordsman. HE searched for the two legendary Blades and managed to find them. With this and his skill he became known as the Twilight Blader Race - Unknown Appearance - Other - He has great power but still has to learn about them and how to use them. Played By - Twilightblader Name - Chi Tenshi Age - 17 Gender - Male Personality - He's kinda the weird one, He has no idea on how to anything but fighting. he's what you call an idiot so to speak. Weapon - the long sword "heavens justice" Race - Arch Angel, these are not angel with wings growing out of their back. they are a race that has learned how to fly with magic wings. History - As a child of the Arch angel race his job is to help those in need, he has been trained to do this sins he was a little kid. even though he's still under training he is already known for his fighting skills. The strange thing is that he never kill anyone, he never liked the idea of taking someone's life. the reason for this is unknown. he grew up in the "Heaven" its not the REAL heaven but the city the arch angels live inn Appearance - Other - He has a strange fascination for rocks Played By -Varnor Summary~ Chapter I, The Comet and the Shrine... Aveum, an entity of Light, has learned of the cataclysmic entity known as "Ragnarok", the Grand Daenon of Destruction, Chaos, and Suffering. His companion, Uramasses, a mysterious blind beggar, had told him the legend, and the very faults of a hero never to come. They visited a tavern, and ate, while new heroes unknown arose in several parts of the world. Blade, the Twilight Blader, has joined the two for their quest of salvation, for they have three days to prepare. The trio now head to Shadowmoon Wood, where they search for an ancient High Elven Shrine. The High Elves are extinct on the planet, but their magic still exists... Chapter II, Fear In The Shadows, A Secret Revealed. Upon approaching the wood, the trio find a man, planting a blue rose seed. Cina, was his name. The old man approached the shrine, going into the deepest catacombs. Upon reaching the catacomb's altar, Shadows appeared on the surface. Shadows are dark entities made of impure souls who steal people's outlines (shadows). Based on power they were born with, they had different levells. From Minions, to Elites. The Shadows attacked Cina, Blade, and Aveum, only to be struck down quickly. Uramasses appeared to the surface, presenting "Rezuken" as Aveum knocked Messarasu into the air with his aura. Performing Rezuken at a high speed, the rags of the beggar flew off, as did an ivory mask and a large pack. A green cloaked warrior emerged, whilst holding two beautiful schamshirs. One of an alien obsidian, the other of a divine crystal. Uramasses was truly Sessamaru, the incarnate of Gilgamesh, in disguise. After a quick, and yet long, battle, Sessamaru was wounded slightly. His high speed was great, but matched with his own Shadow, it was like shadowboxing (no pun intended). Now, there are four heroes: Cina, Blade, Aveum, and Sessamaru. They only have two days left until... Elsewhere... The arch angel, Chi, hit a hospital! And he repaired the sign, as well as treating the sick... But he hit a hospital! Chapter III, A New Ally and a New Foe... Morning is breaking as a god cries! As the heroes rested within the inn, a new hero appears. The Arch Angel, Chi, appears after fixing up a hospital, his services now loaned to Sessamaru and companions. As they ate, laughed, and slept, the morning breaks as the falling god falls like a tear of a Greater Being. Now a new threat, a memory, appears. The deadly Drow, equalled to Sessamaru in every way, now seeks vengeance for his previous defeat during The Veil transition, his hatred fuelling him. Vallyn Desp'Ana, exiled Drow, prepares to fight his counter-part.
His eyes shifted to the right, seeing a cave several kilometers from his position. The darkness hid his eyes well, but his head was cocked to the side to see the powerful entity who stepped out of such a cave.
Sessamaru was not new to danger, but he ignored the threat of this one. He shrugged, hoping the being hiding in the shadows heard his weak wisdom. Slowly he got up and walked about, stretching, hiding his figures in the folds of his cloak. How refreshing the air was this day.
Ooc: Oh? Poor you :( Summer is coming up around here. He stopped abruptly, feeling the eyes upon him. "It's rude to spy on a stranger. That it is." he spoke politely.
Upon leaving the town, a day later, he stumbled upon a lake, the sun shining down upon him. His cowl covered him once more. He sat, staring at the shimmering lake, an ocarina at his lips, the oval-shaped flute's green hue was bright, nearly a light blue. He played a note, hearing the somber tone. He played another, a melody flying about the air, beckoning the day time animals to play along, their music sweet, but the ocarina was the better. The sad playing music was still filled with hope and rejoice, a future in which the sorrow would one day end. Sessamaru continued to play, the echo of a creaking, old wing giving off a beautiful drumming. The music was already an orchestra of destiny.
Ooc: I gotta go, see you guys tomorrow. (last post for the night '>.>) Subconsciously, Sessamaru instantaneously passed Tegoshi, his speed strangely heightened.
The green eyed albino awakened from his reminiscing, his eyes darted left to right, their brilliance of light dimmed. His bone-bleached skin radiated dimly, as well. He walked more casually, his steps, deathly silent, were graceful. He closed his black eyelids, hiding his emerald eyes, the mask across his face moving away like it was alive... It is alive. A smile appeared across his jet lips. "Such a beautiful day, that it is."
He walked into the town, his footsteps silent, his cloak ruffling even more silently. Without noticing, reminiscing about his past, he bumps into the three civilians. His hood was casted back, as he jerked, still he walked, his long white mane flipped back, his bangs fell in front of his face. He seemed blank, dazed, as he walked, the sound of a broken wing haunted him, making his suffer so much. How much longer must I bare such a conscience? To suffer the knowledge of my sins... How much more guilt will it take to satisfy the world? His past was slowly killing his immortal life. A descendant of the gods and a mortal image of their perfection... So much mortality of such a long life span... Perpectual life, the greatest gift -- curse -- for his long lost race. "O' Lumia... Save me from this torment..." he whispered with such agony, that he doubts any being could understand.
Ooc: Forgive me if I am a bit rusty... Hiding beneath the cowl of his green cloak, the young rogue wandered, forbidding himself to be looked upon. The wind danced around him, ruffling the folds of his cloak. Around him, a sound of a broken wing echoed. He stopped and stared beyond his mark, seeing a town not too far. "Where could I be, I wonder..." he whispered to himself, his voice soft and sing-song like, ever so musical to the ears of many. He began to wander again, towards the town. The echoing of a broken wing followed.
