Not Your Average Fantasy World

[Mcloud313]

This will be a game revolving around 3-6 adventurers male and female. What makes this different then an average fantasy world is the adventurers spend alot of their freetime between and during adventures engaging in sexual acts with each other and others. You can pick from the following:

Race:
Elf
Human
Half-Orc
Halfling
Gnome
Half-Elf

Profession:
Warrior
Mage
Rogue
Ranger

I'll need at least three players but I'll take up to six. When six have joined this thread will be closed. I'll be playing Alakore the Human Warrior. The gam e will start in a city called Hillsgate and no one knows each other just yet until we all meet and start travelling together. I hope this all sounds interesting, I'd like to have a balanced amount of sex and role play.

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore the Human Warrior
Alakore stands 6'2" and weighs 200 lbs. Shortly cropped brown hair covers his head and piercing blue eyes mark his face. A long narrow nose adds a noble look to his face matching a square-like strong jaw. He is heavily muscled from years of battling and has long scars etched out over his torso and arms from previous fights. He looks to be in his mid-twenties and when not in conflict has a boyish look about him.

 

[Fayos]

Name: Tári Ciryatan ( Tari)

Race: half Elf

Gender: Female

Tari has long raven black hair, peachy tinged skin, and green eyes. She stands 5'3 and weighs about 120 pounds. Tari is what one might concider beautiful being fair of face and well endowed in the chest area. Her ages is in the early twenties

She is athletic build enjoying long walks alone in the woods, boating, and regularly exersizes.

Personality wise she tends to be friendly...even flirty at times. how ever she doesn't get along with Elves very often , and denys the fact that she is half elf...even though it is obvious.

Although not much of a fighter she has been trained to be a deasent archer.

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore walked through the massive gates heading towards the town square of Hillsgate his armor rattled with his movements and the sword slapped against his back with each step. He had his coin purse tucked conveniantly inside his cloak away from prying hands as he was always this cautious when he entered large cities like this. He was running low on funds and was looking to sell his skills as a warrior to someone just so he could feed himself. His eyes scanned the interesting people crowded around in the streets.

 

[Fayos]

Tari Just wanted out, she wanted to be free of her mother and her meddling family always trying to set her up with Elf men several years older then herself.

She walked though busy streets of Hillsgate hoping to find adventure. Tari quickly realized choosing to wear her finest green silk dress was not the best choice. THe long lavish hems of the dress kept tripping her up, her heavy pack didn't make it any better. Moving thought the crowed she tips over her dress coliding with an armored warrior.

"So sorry ." she blushed embarrased at what she had done.

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore's gauntleted hands insctinctively came out and gripped the woman by her shoulders balancing her out in front of him. "Im Sor-" He stopped as he noticed she was also apologizing. "No really, it was my fault I wasn't paying attention." He let go of her shoulders and took a step back looking at her, she was quiet beautiful but he didn't have any money to impress women just yet. "So where are you off to?" He said noticing the pack on her back.

 

[little_golden]

Lady Hanna was born to a human life of wealth and privilege. At the age 18, the petite 5'6, with the fair skin, long blonde hair (to her feet when not braided) and deep blue eyes attracts a lot of attention. Men are quick to stare at her sweet rear end and her small perky breasts.She had everything a rich noble bitch could want - fine dresses, servants, gold, reputation, family honor, and many suitors. But it all changed the day her servant girl Aya introduced Hanna to the world of black magic.

In a few short years, in her young life, she became addicted to black magic and enslaved to the Great Wizard Elmer who used and abused her at will. For the knowledge of the black magic she has sacrificed everything - her good name, her body, the lives of her trusted servants and her wealth. Though fallen from heavenly grace and now cast out of her noble family she still holds her head high - and works her way through life's long road. Lady Hanna's good looks and sinful body have aided her - almost as much as her black magic. She looks sweet and innocent but is a devious conniving bitch.

At age 22, a little misunderstanding with her master the Great Wizard occurred that caused her to take quick and hasty flight. Her master. teacher and lover went crazy when she was caught fucking one of his guests. The guest was turned into a lizard and a similar fate was threatened on Hannah. To punish her for her transgression, he locked her in a cell in the wizard's tower.

Lady Hanna with little time to spare was desperate to avoid the old wizard's revenge. She feared being turned to stone or being cast into a wretched harpy. Trading her body to the guard and using a little charm magic the ensuing seduction allowed her to escape the tower. Dressed only in a simple peasant's black skirt and white blouse she escaped.

With no money, but with a few stolen magical items (amulet of magic protection, a cursed venomous dagger and ring of regeneration) and a tall white mare she starts a new life on the run. Her black magic is strong but very limited. She can summon forth minor demons and the undead (but controlling them is lacking). Hanna has great success with charm/seduction magic and modest success with sleep spells. She has studied minor illusions, can read magic and use most magical items.

 

[Fayos]

Tari smiled at the warrior"Where ever I can go..far away as I can hopefully."

SHe brushes her self off holding up her long dress."I am so sorry for banging into you but these streets are so crowded...you look to be off an some adventure..I wish I could do the same."SHe giggled ."So sorry I must sound like a foolish child."

 

[Mcloud313]

He smiled at her. The innocence radiating from her was refreshing. "If only..I haven't been on an adventure for a few months. I am looking for one now however. Would you happen to know of one?" He asked her, one eyebrow raised.

 

[Fayos]

Tari grinned almost suductivly."Are you hitting on me...because it might just be working"

SHe grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the crowd so they could talk alone." i'm always looking for a little adventure."She winked... "My name is Tari, and I'm not as sweet and innocent as you think I am. I want to go with you. I won't be any trouble I promise. I really need to escape from eveything and explore the world."She grinned her hand brushing against his leg perhaps accidently, then again perhaps not."and I want to explore all the joys of life."

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore was startled to suddenly be pulled into an alley and the girl chatting away at him. "Erm well adventures are dangerous and are really only for people who can fight somehow. By the looks of it I don't think you know anything about fighting." He notiched her hand brush against his leg and shrugged it off as an acident.

 

[Fayos]

Tari frowned."I am a very acomplished archer I'll have you know..and I can take care of my self if need be."

When men commented on her abilities it made her very upset. She was able to take care of her self...of course it didn't always look that way. How ever she did like how the warrior showed concern about her. BUt she really needed to go to roam free and be adventrous.

"If I get into any trouble I'll have you to defend me. BUt not to worry I can take good care of myself."

 

[Mcloud313]

"Fine, you can come with me. However I am in need of an adventure myself, its not like I have one." He stood back up looking out of the alley a hand upon his armored hip. "Do you have any ideas where to go?"

 

[Fayos]

She pointed to a near by inn." good a place as any to find adventure I suppose. People looking for warriors for hier tend to flock to such places."
She grinned playfully."People looking for trouble go there too..so best stay close to me. I wouldn't want you getting into trouble."

 

[Mcloud313]

"Alright." He chuckled and he began walking towards the inn. The place had smoke wafting up in the drafters and rough old men sat within the building drinking, playing cards, and smoking. They all looked at him as he entered in his armor and a bastard sword upon his back. "I heard I could come here and find someone that could use my skills!"

He yelled out into the tavern trying to get even more attention so he could get a job. "I know a way ye could earn some money!" One particularly old and rough looking man said to him in a gruff voice. "Why dontchee look the other way why I have sum fun with ya girl and oill make it wurth both yur times!" He gave a little chortle at his offere and awaited an answer.

 

[Lotharian]

((Hope you don't mind me jumping in. Waiting for time to pass in Hot Wet, and have free time now that the summer's come. Oh, and I love D&D and Fantasy so I'll be able to fit in rather well here ))

Ralian Delathor, Elven Mage of the Black Robe

Ralian was an outcast. Elves were known as the protectors of life, and of the way of the Light, but Ralian walked the different path. He was found beneath the corpse of his mother swinging by a tree, her entrails ripped out for the most part by a band of bandits. His father was swinging nearby, his body mangled as well. For some reason Ralian was bore as his mothers last act.

Those born from the dead are cursed, was one of the philosophies of the Church of Life. They believed that the dead should do nothing more, and that Ralian should be dead. But, for his luck, he was spared by grace.

As a youth, he was very anti-social. He always kept to himself. Spending his time with books, and scolding those so foolish as to disturb him. He scorned the sword and the bow, saying that material things are fleeting to the might of magic. That, with the proper magic, he can bend such things to his whim and then what point would there be in using them?

Ralian, like most Elves, had an affinity for magics. But, unlike most, he had a great affinity for the realm of 'Necromancy'. Those magics were banned in most of the civilized realms which gave heed to the 'light'. But, once more did fortune turn to favour Ralian.

It was a cold and desolate night as Ralian made his way from the Arcana Academy he was training in, at Elfwood, when a figure appeared. He was a man drapped in black robes, and bearing a quarterstaff as dark as the blackest midnight. The man's name was Xyron, and he had heard of Ralian's skill and his manners, and offered Ralian true power. Ralian accepted and took the man's hand, vanishing from the Elven Lands, never to return untill his time came.

Where he was, Ralian didn't know, but it was a dark place that smelt of many things. Spell components, alchemical components, and the musty odour of old books. Ralian was within the heart of the dark magic of the world. The Halls of the Black Robes. And it was here, that Ralian's training began.

Over the years, his powers increased. He gave up on any of the ideas he learned from the Elves and embraced that shadow. The lust to manipulate life for ones benefit, and to manipulate others. Ralian's skills were impressive and he was, when done enough to attain the rank of Neophyte, given a challenge.

'Take the Maiden Head of an Elven Woman, then sacrifice her now sinned soul to the great Goddess of Undeath to prove your dedication.'

Ralian accepted, and made his move. Her name was Eliana, and she didn't even know what hit her. Ralian found her in Hillsgate, alone and unescorted. With his magics, he had her under control as he made his way with her in a back alley. The test in this was to maintain concentration in the magic, and not loose himself to the throws of passion. He passed, just barely, and then slit her throat, and plunged the dagger into her heart as is the fashion.

With that, and after muttering a prayer, Ralian made his way into the streets. The now 5'4" Elf, that weighed about 90 lbs, with long silver hair, hidden under his cowl of shadow, tried to make his way without being spotted for his 'crime'. Some were taken off guard by his piercing golden eyes, but he shrugged it off. If he pulled back his hood, they would see that classic Elven beauty... but it would seem dark, and tainted. Ralian would find something productive to do until he was contacted by his superiors.

There seemed to be an inn ahead, that seemed rather shady, he might either find a job or maybe lay low until he was contacted.

He has skills in spells that are moderately potent (3rd level spells in D&D terms) but trained proficiently in the arts of Necromancy, and bears a simple quarterstaff as his only weapon. He is usually drapped in black robes that cover his appearance and his lineage. He lost his Elven accent, and is knowledgable to a great deal of lore and linguistic skill. He also wears an amulet that increases the toughness of his flesh (amulet of natural AC), a small stone that lets him communicate with his superiors, satchels of spell components, and several scrolls of various attacks. Hidden within the folds of his robe is his spellbook.

 

[intriguess]

Dana

Dana was many things to many people as a practitioner of white magic strove to spread good will and pleasure to all. Dana was old enough that he no longer recalled his youth. There was only one flaw in his life and he considered it both a joy and an annoyance. His curse was this, on occasion and usually at the most inconvenient time, his body would change gender, and when this occured during a full moon his body would become trapped as both for the three days of the full moon. It was an inconvenience Dana had learned to use to his full advantage. He had heard of the rage of the dark mage Elmer and found it amusing that the old man had such rage and passion.

Dana was currently traveling, gathering herbs, healing, spreading peace and contentment often to conceal his nocturnal visits to the innocent and wicked village youth. He had stopped at Hillsgate and checked into an inn. The serving wench was comely but he knew her body was befouled and resisted her charms as he looked about for someone more or less willing to share his bed.

 

[Fayos]

Tari was sickend by the vulger man but desiced to play along. Winking to her companinon she suductivly walked towards the old man. Her round back side swinging back and forth as she walked. She motiond to the man to stand . He did of course a lustful grin on his face. Wrapping an arm around him she pretended to get closer, but she was only getting close enough to strike.

Victiously she kneed him to the place of justice moving away while the old man fell clutching his crotch in agony.

" no one is having fun with me..the next man who tries has his cut off."

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore watched all this transpire with interest. He saw the woman beat the old man down and nodded his approval. Thats what a codpiece is for, he chuckled to himself. "Very good." He told her granting her a smile.

Just then a much cleaner looking man stood up clapping. "very good, very good. I have a much more interesting job for the both of you however. I am the magistrate of this town and we seem to have a problem with the outlying farms of Hillsgate. Please come to this table." He motioned for the barmaid to get them all drinks and sat back down.

 

[Fayos]

I smile back to my warrior friend glad I was able to impress.

I hurry over to the table sliding in next to Alakore listening intently to what is said. When my drink arrives I slowly sip at it, trying to be as lady like as possible when in such company.
"so what exactly do we do?" I ask

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore gave a slight smirk as his newly found friend slid in right next to him, pushing up against him very snugly. Maybe he might be very comfortable on this next adventure as well. He pushed to his left a little, pushing up against her as well and looked to the old man.

"The outlying farms have been going up in flames rather frequently and I suspect there is foulplay in the matter. I'd like you two to investigate and report back to me on your findings. I think someone is doing it purposefuly. What do you say? I'll pay you each fifty gold pieces."

 

[Fayos]

"Fifty gold peices....whoa." The sum was high for the young Tari. She gazed aroudn the inn looking at the other figures now entering She whispers to her companion whom she's grown fond of. "I doubt we could do such a job alone, the farm land is spread far and wide."

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore smiled at the innocent woman who was almost leaning against him. "Thats why you rent horses, Im sure we might run into someone else however." He looked back at the old man and nodded. "We'll accept the job."

The old man stood up and pumped Alakore's Hand. "Thank You. I'll be in the Magistrate's Office when you are ready to talk. Try and have information for me by the end of the week." Alakore nodded and took ahold of Tari's hand. "Comon lets go to the stables."

 

[Fayos]

Tari clutched his hand tightly smiling as they made thir way to the stable. Tari loved horses although the feeling wasn't always mutual.

The horses they selected suited them well. Her companion had a powerful stalian and she chose a lighter mare. She mounted the chestnut coloured creature and slowly trotted out away from the stable waiting for her new friend to prepare his mount.

"My name is Tari by the way." She called back to him.

 

[Mcloud313]

Alakore rode out upon the stallion like the expert horseman he was. "I am Alakore. I think we should find a room and set out on the morrow. Theres no hurry and I am already worn out just from travelling here. You are from here, what is a good inn to stay at? Something of the opposite as that last one.."