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      Advertise your roleplay here or browse the advertisements other members have posted. Off-site advertisements are not allowed.

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  2. Terrenus

    1. Terrenus Roleplay Information

      The birthplace of magitech and home to savage wilds and cities of monsters, Terrenus marries elements of fantasy and science fiction to present a unique science fantasy setting. It is ruled by Odin Haze, king to the people and Saint of Gaianism, and managed by the military. Use this board to find information on artifacts, quests, bounties, and more.

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    2. Cities of Terrenus

      Use this board to roleplay in any one of the major cities of Terrenus, from the trade center of Casper to the technological wonder of Hell's Gate. Big cities are tags you can apply to threads, and smaller properties are pinned threads that you can add as a text tag in your thread title.

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    3. Wilds of Terrenus

      Explore the savage wilds of Terrenus, including magical forests, frozen tundras, high mountains, plains and islands. Use this board to roleplay in any of the landmark areas of the nation.

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  3. Genesaris

    1. Genesaris Roleplay Information

      The birthplace of airships and land of bounty hunters supports anything from science fantasy to steampunk to medieval roleplay, the land of Genesaris is diverse in race and religion, awaiting your exploration. Indulge in the lore – from the national flag to nationwide events – of the largest continent of Valucre.

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    2. Kingdoms of Genesaris

      Take an airship or use any means at your disposal to travel to the sprawling cityscapes of Genesaris, from the perpetual darkness of Saint Desolatus to the great Carmine Empire. Visit the capitals of each land, or create and discover mysterious new villages and towns unlisted on the map.

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    3. Orisia Isle

      A beautiful, tropical island nation, Orisia is commonly referred to as the Island of Summer. An embodiment of peace, equality, and balance, this small country off the eastern coast of Genesaris prides itself on diversity and cherishes its many inhabitants.

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  4. Renovatio

    1. Renovatio Roleplay Information

      Information about the roleplay setting Renovatio, including Alterion

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    2. Kingdoms of Renovatio

      Renovatio is a collection of floating landmasses created in the First Cycle of Creation by their abstract cosmic God-King, AV. Combining many unique cultures, Renovatio offers a diverse and exciting experience for all players.

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      Any type or genre of RP that does not fit within the Valucre canon can go here. Must still abide by Code of Conduct. 

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    • “We are perfectly capable of handling this on our own without any foreign involvement my king.” “Yes. I know. But if we are going to coexist with any of the people outside of these islands, this is necessary.” Luz looked visibly concerned about the prospect of introducing something or someone she could not fully control into any endeavor she wished to pursue. She tried to come up with some other sort of counter argument that would sound cooperative to her Light’s cause but she could think of nothing that would not garner some sort of admonishment. So with heavy head and shoulders somewhat slumped in resignation, she responded. “I will begin preparing now then my Light.” Luz began barking orders to the group of men and women tasked with preparing the same vessel they had used to confront the Black Queen weeks ago. Many executed their tasks hurriedly as if in fear of the repercussions should their steps falter. The infamy of the leader of the Scientific Division drove them toward perfection and she did nothing to squander this ability she had earned ever since she was gifted her position. She stood upon the crystalline vessel, conveniently docked in a pocket governed by La’Ruta’s presence. Weeks of study had allowed them to modify and innovate to create magical magnets capable of manipulating the magic in the air for use in propulsion and charge some of their weaponry. It was a crude start to their ability to make use all of the new things around them. The specific spot she chose to begin these preparations was strategic, well on the outskirts of the city on the eastern side of the Ceyana island. Word had been sent to those looking for employment that experienced explorers were requested to chase after what had been presented as a mythical beast though Illyrians knew better thanks to their monitoring equipment and the data provided by some elderly Orisians. She wasn’t expecting this realm to offer much of anything she could use, however, deciding to make sure her people were ready before even entertaining the idea of moving out onto the open area of the docks that those who arrived would be led to and confined to upon arrival. Guards would scrutinize all weaponry, using analytical scanners that would be attempting to find any magical components as well as identify each weapon and its owner. The excuse presented would be that it would help the leader of the expedition utilize their skills to the fullest but in truth it was simply to keep track of each foreign insertion into an expedition that Luz fully believed she didn’t need any of them for. Luz would be seen in the distance, ensuring that supplies were boarded and yelling at those she felt were dragging their heels. All non-Illyrian entrants would feel several eyes fall upon them, most with mild curiosity but some with a burning scrutiny that they did not hide at all. The din of the daily events at the docks did not relent though, as several merchants called out to anyone around to look at their wares and others tended to their own private vessels. A salty mist mingled with the sticky humidity around them, visibly annoying the Illyrians around them as several muttered comments about the ‘Orisian remnants’ and how they couldn’t wait to go back home. Several personnel nearby clearly felt the same way which didn’t make their first call for the visitors all that pleasant. “If anyone is here to join Ms. Yllende on her expedition, raise your hands or get on with your business’
    • Audibly groaning, Luis hated the idea of further physical training. He wasn't very good at it, but he would give it his best if it meant improving his spellcraft. Without much of another word, Luis looked over the papers, nodding at the requirements of advancing. "Sounds like a plan." He said with a coy smile towards Priscilla. She would be his greatest competition, and he wanted to prove himself as a worthy adversary for her as well. "Looks like it's getting late. I'll walk you to your room, Priscilla, if that's okay with you." He said, offering her his hand. 
    • As he figured, the dragon woman let loose a large fire ball straight at him, but he was not comcerned. At just the right moment, he made a jump for it, his legs pushing him upwards with the incredible power afforded him by his psychic potential. With the perfect amount of lift, he was not only able to clear the fire ball, but was able to come down right on top of Nocturna, sword ready for a devastating downwards thrust.  Gift me this strength, the Strength of Champions! If it was successful, the dragon was sure to die, pierced so completely by the sheer strength of the attack that it was likely to go down her body completely. Victory required bold actions, and this was no exception.  
    • Vito watched Nikolai kicked down the doors, followed by Chad quickly charging down the guards and massacring them. Blood splattered, painting the hallway red. The raider would rather have used different non-lethal methods, but he wouldn’t judge how another criminal chooses to perform their craft. It wasn’t long till the kill machine stormed down the hallway, screaming something about appointments. With the robot distracted and civilians under control, Vito jumped behind the desk and began looking for information. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much of great interest. Other than one, an appointment sheet. Sneaking his name down, using a name from his forged ID card, Vito gave himself a quick appointment.  ‘There we go, now I have to go and attend my meeting.’ Strolling down the corridor, he looted a security card off one of the corpses and strolled past the battle with the death machine. Unlocking the gift shop, he entered and was presented with two guards. The first one stood right round the corner, gun raised. Second one shook on the opposite side by the door, clearly new to the job. Vito sent Floki sprinting straight in, heading towards the second guard. The first guards gun followed his mount, in this distracted state Vito threw a knife at his foot. As it penetrated the guard knelt in pain, the raider brought raised the butt of his spear and knocked him unconscious. Floki weaved and zigzagged through the shelving, slamming into the second guard and sending him flying. He lay on the floor, curled up in pain. He followed the same procedure of moving, or dragging, everyone into the center of the room and tying them up. “Okay, that’s this area secure. Time to do some shopping.” Vito presented to walk around the shop, grabbing random niknaks and stowing them in his pouch. He put on a Mausoleum branded cap on, then tied a Mausoleum branded stuffed bear to his belt. Walking to the counter, he tried conversing with the crying cashier but found he was to scared. Placing a stack of gold coins on the counter, Vito left to go meet up with the others. Walking into the cafeteria, he was met with all eyes on Nikolai. “I secured another location.”
    • Everything about the dragon brought about painful memories to the redhead, those of her Arkanist persona. His amber glowing eyes, his massive fangs, his gigantic scales. He was all but the dragon except male and slightly bigger. Still, if there was a merit to it, this made her used to dealing with one.  However, his personality seemed to differ. This legendary creature was referring to the tiny fire elemental by a painfully ironic moniker, especially coming from someone like himself. Unless, he did use it ironically.  She kept eye contact up until his tongue went over to lick Landon. The redhead whipped her head to check if he’s okay. Oh, he’d be alright... but pissed? Most likely. Next, it was her turn to be literally tasted. ”Hey...! Gah...!” Damn it, how was she going to wash all these?! Her fashion concern was immediately snuffed out when the dragon’s words started to be genuinely threatening. Akni simply stared, deadpan, then sighed. First, he wasn’t Arkanalandis. Second, he didn’t even so much entertain the thought about ancestorship. Third, he was only thinking about food. How stereotypically accurate. Oh well, she didn’t want to be related to him if her ancestor was basically just a freeloader bum of a giant lizard. She wasn’t angry, she was just... disappointed.  “No thanks.” Akni shrugged as she leapt to Landon, transforming into her half-dragon self in mid-air. She landed near him, grabbed him, then swiftly flew up back toward where they came from. They were done here.  
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