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    LotE: The Descent

    Oh how they yearned for despair, yearned for a great dread to wash over the masses of The Valley. It's current state - while certainly dreary, lacked the raw emotion found in freshly squeezed calamity. The unsatisfied visage of Jasper Gray traced the chaotic humdrum of the busy streets; looking for something, anything more research worthy than this. Alas, they'd been stuck stalking behind a trio of lackluster side characters; the kings and queens amongst the ant kingdom. As they shuffled through the gargantuan gatherings cluttering their path, they came across a common "delicacy" known as "Scorpion On A Stick"; Jasper halting and immediately proceeding to buy one. As they scurried along as a means of making pace, they stuffed the consumable in their pocket after wrapping it within a napkin. "Perhaps this may be of some use to me in the future. Should they've failed to fully extract this poison, I can beckon fear to one's visage by force if necessary". At points, the trio engaged in friendly banter that only wasted Jasper's time further. What exactly had they been paying the knight for? Certainly not to dilly dally about with a rag tag pair of street thugs. Or were they thugs? Jasper only knew by what they'd read and by description the two certainly fit the bill. Regardless, this hardly wasn't the time for pondering on such a personal level; they'd work to d-- *BANG!* Eyes darted toward the scene, quickly surveying the situation. As it were, they were attempting to locate the thief responsible for snagging Adelaide's wallet. Surely she'd been in quite the tiff over the whole ordeal. On top of losing Jasper she'd failed to even keep her wallet safe; tragedy by any other definition. Sliding that to the side momentarily, Jasper withdrew their pen and small notebook without hesitation; fully prepared to record the fears of those surrounding them. "Mommy! Mommy, what's going on?" They'd heard near them "It's okay, baby, everything will be safe soon". This wouldn't do, not at all. Reassurance meant relaxation and relaxation meant a loss of data. Swiftly, Jasper approached the mother and child and apathetically began to speak. "You know... I've not much experience in this whole thing but..." They began to fidget left and right, twiddling their fingers about "From what I hear, the guy with the gun doesn't let any of the witnesses survive. More than likely, we're going to die here". As the child began bursting into tears, Jasper immediately retreated to the shadows to avoid Adelaide's detection. With that being stated however, it caused the crowd to react in a manner more negative than positive. "How do we know you're not just here to take everything too?" One stated "Yeah, you've got the gun! Why don't you put that down first then we can talk!" said another. As more and more people began to disagree with the lad's request, Jasper gazed onward in the hopes of the answers they've sought. . . What must one do to recreate such a state?
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    Legend of the Emblem: The Descent (OOC)

    I too must apologize for my absence. I've come under three different illnesses ( Severe Cold, Gum Infection, Gout) that have left me rather down for the last few days. I will be releasing my post today as soon as time will possibly allow!
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    LotE: The Descent

    A single word, a sensation of sorts that beckoned genocides, homicides, and suicides. Through the mere utterance of such, lives upon lives were lost. No matter the level of apathy, not even they could truly escape it's grasp. It was one of the many truths untouched by the falsities reality burdens us with; curiosity. Be that as it may . . . one couldn't help but question the nature behind it's intentions. Was there not a glimmer of positivity within the vastness of despair? Perhaps for any other; Jasper knew no such benignity. Currently, the demon known by this name guided her down the halls of suffering. First hand they would witness a failing economic structure, the unfortunate abandoned by the wealthy; the uncaring. Those of a youthful age knew no not of the pleasantries the name provided. Instead, they were thrust into adulthood but a few years following their birth. Due to this however, it wasn't entirely seen as strange for an individual Jasper's height and physical appearance to be waltzing about the deeper regions of The Valley; a needle in the hay stack surely. They'd followed their hired aid down the alley way as they chased a suspicious child. From what they'd gathered, the child obtained her wallet while she wasn't paying attention. While they'd imagined one would find this humorous, they had to rely on others to grasp the concept of such. Rightly so, their pursuit led them to hide behind a nearby sign coincidentally tall enough to mask their presence. As they looked onward, they watched in hope of inspiration. {Q} “Teach you damned street kids to steal MY wallet.” {Q - Adelaide} Curiosity could've led this child to ponder the possibility of an increase in today's pay. It could possibly lead to the knight beheading the child before her; a wealth of research but murder never-the-less. Currently however, it's wickedness brought Jasper before the scene; forced to apathetically gaze at the lack of fear exuded by the youth. Saddening, really...they literally just paid for a better performance. Time pressed forth and nothing satisfactory came from the scene. Upon checking the boy, the knight came up short. Unsatisfied, she'd begun to press the child for more information only to be interrupted by what they would call a "wrench in the cogs". ' How crass of him ', they thought to themselves. Who has he to spoil Jasper's research? Had he any feasible grasp on the vast amount of wealth put into to their project? Was he to compensate them for this incident? Surely so, this simply wouldn't suffice. Upon witnessing him motion for her and the child to follow them, Jasper immediately tailed close behind; using the deepness of the ever-present shadows to mask their approach. Whatever this would lead to, hopefully it would yield better results than the monstrosity before them. This was definitely not one for the books. @Wade @Mag
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    LotE: The Descent

    It all began with a jolt. Eyes strained by lack of sleep, lack of concentration, lack of passion. The heart raced irregularly, blood rushing forth to fill any voids left within the body. One couldn't bestill the ever-present aching not just of physical origin but mental, spiritual even. A cough, two perhaps, the writhing in pain they'd grown so accustomed to. Agony was Jasper's rooster, their coffee, the gentle kiss on the forehead by their lover; and they wouldn't have preferred it any other way. Dripping accompanied the dread-ridden silence that engulfed the entirety of their surroundings. Blocks of ice scattered in an odd formation about their being, a bucket of water hanging from the ceiling above. Upon their exposed form one would see a multitude of scrapes, cuts, bruises, and anything else to indicate physical harm. Oddly, despite all the damage done to them, they hadn't moved an inch since being viciously torn from their slumber and beckoned to the cruelty reality enforced. Apathy was it's origin, emotion was their goal. Whether it be choking, slitting one's wrists, freezing one to near death states, the sensation of being burned, buried, and eaten alive; nothing! They'd known no feelings, as such, they couldn't bring themselves to express them on paper. What was fear? What had it meant to break, to lack composure? Such simplistic things to the common mind eluded them so...and it ate at every inch of their inner workings. It was clear to them that self-inflicted harm wasn't going to produce results. She needed to see it plastered among the visages of the hopeful and the hopeless. True human emotion at it's finest... They'd eventually made a conscious decision to travel to The Valley; a cesspool of repulsiveness and home to corruption manifested. They were accompanied by a knight, Adelaide was it? Rather empty-minded yet incredibly gifted physically; truly a perfect specimen for their journey. Their goal was to learn of fear, pain, suffering through a series of various encounters that they alone would observe. While they felt safe traveling with the embodiment of gusto, that was the completely opposite of what they desired. At the behest of such cravings, they formed a plan to slip away whilst shopping for groceries. It was relatively ease, all in all. Being one of short height, they were able to easily slip through the cracks of the common people and traverse to the darker areas of this land. Men ready to take fate by the neck and wring it, ladies with faces wrought like metals, children forced to succumb to thievery and tricks; all just to stay alive for just one more minute, one more hour, one more day... They found it absolutely fascinating. They'd come across a grouping of individuals, each with their own distinguishable features. After analyzing, they'd found one who sought freedom just a bit more than the others and approached them as a whole. "Excuse me..." They all gazed toward them, faces of glee with the intention of malicious acts. "Are you lost little girl? Where's your mommy and daddy?" One asked "Are mommy and daddy rich, little girl?" Suddenly, their expressions shifted as money was shoved in the direction of one particular man. As their eyes locked with his, it was evident to him what he must do. Respectfully, she looked to the others and bowed; wishing them a safe journey in passing. "Woah man, you wouldn't do anything stupid now, would you?" pleaded one "Sorry guys, it's been fun hanging out but.. this money can get me and my family out of The Valley for good". With that, a spiked bat crushed into the bodies of the men before it; mangled corpses left in it's wake. As the man took his money and ran, Jasper alone stood before them whilst writing into a notebook. "The chains of security become quickly unraveled when in an alarming situation yet..." They pondered for a moment "Is fear better produced when the cause is from a familiar or otherwise comforting source? Father killing wife, children, close friends. Breaking points cannot be seen so narrowly, however." Ruffling their hair, the closed the book and turned toward an opening back out to the main streets. "I must continue my observations; I haven't even begun to scratch the surface of my research." Exiting outward, they'd seen a small child rocketing down the street; Adelaide following shortly after. "Look at that, she isn't so empty-minded after all." Apathetic gaze and a nigh-robotic walk in tow, they began to swiftly follow The Knight and her prey in the hopes for additional findings that may stretch her studies further.
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    Legend of the Emblem: The Descent (OOC)

    Almost done writing the post but I've got to take some time to sleep. I'll have something up tomorrow afternoon before 2 EST.
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    Legend of the Emblem: The Descent (OOC)

    I will be posting tonight; I believe I'm next, right?
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    Legend of the Emblem: The Descent

    You've absolutely transcended in terms of your editing, though! I wasn't away for that long, I figure. When did you become a god?
  8. I've just requested access to your information so that I may view it at a later time. I'm quite excited to see this in action! Perhaps I'll get to making a character for this system soon.
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    Youri Dakyakage, at your service.

    Welcome, Youri, to the wonderful world of Valucre! I do look forward to The Dakyakage's arrival; here lies a completely different level of roleplaying. If you or any of the others need assistance throughout your time, Chappu & I can tell you what we know...Though most of my experience comes from Chappu so perhaps he's better suited ^^'. That aside, the community here is incredibly friendly and have no problem assisting you when they can as well; just ask for help. I hope to see you in The Tavern of Legend soon, I love reading the posts from there. Best of luck on your new adventures, F R A G I L E
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    Legend of the Emblem: The Descent

    Characters Jasper Gray Concept: Jasper is a relatively simple human with no extraordinary powers to speak of. They're an aspiring author who seeks to explore the world and write a novel based on their findings. They constantly find themselves seeking motivation and or inspiration in the most extreme of ways which'll lead them to possibly being more trouble than aid. Something like saving the land from dragons sounds right up their ally for something dangerous enough to give them an idea. Malcolm Janus Concept: Malcolm is certainly the least expected to act heroic. That being said, if he's to drown the world in despair, he'd appreciate it if it could be done with is own two hands. With no other reason than preserving the lands for his own self-righteous acts of justice, Malcolm would aim to provide a bit of tension within the group all while coming through when the team truly needed it most. In terms of his combat style (seeing as I haven't written it up yet), he'll be playing with the concept of death as well using necromancy as his main form of magic. This'll allow him to act as a frontliner as well as a support. New Character? Tell me what you need and I'll draft up something snazzy.
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    Hi, I'm New.

    Welcome to Valucre! Might I recommend visiting The Tavern of Legend to get started?
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    Parent Consent Form

    A quick question for anyone who can assist me. My friend is trying to sign up on the forums and he accidentally hit 2017 for the birth year instead of 1996; it responded by asking for a parent consent form. I, being the gracious friend I am, then attempted to help by signing up for him . . it's asking me for a parent consent for too and I'm twenty-two. Any chance I might get a suggestion on how to fix this? EDIT: HE FIXED IT! THANK YOU!
  13. VERBUM MORTIS "Am I truly scorned for desiring peace?" XX.XX - On this day I have been visited by the gods, they have delivered unto me a power unfathomable. Einherjar . . I will deep re-evaluate my thoughts on the matter and return at a later date. XX.XX - This world is weak! Heroes with bonds to justice less constricting than the fabric of their leotards. These foul creatures besmirch the honor of the Einherjar! Soon, if change is not perceived? I shall take matters into my own hands. XX.XX - .... This world ... is repulsive. XX.XX - . . . . It is time to take matters in my own hands . . . . XX.XX - Do not judge me for my actions, I am a man of faith and conviction. The gods have heard my desires, my will, and delivered unto me a mission. I must save the people of this world by any means necessary; even if it means a sacrifice as great as this. The fair citizens of this town will be remembered - however - they should rejoice! Their sacrifice was not in vain! They were used for a better purpose!...My dearest wife and children would understand; I am not a monster! XX.XX - I shant stop here...the people of this world...they need me..I will save everyone; even if it means mass genocide. The people of this land will all thank me! I will be revered as a hero in their eyes as I stand upon the ashes and begin the world anew!
  14. INITIUM NOVUM "My path is the truest salvation..through genocide." VOICE OVER / CHARACTER DIALOGUE [ READ ALONG ] Our world is engulfed by sin. Monsters with fleshen guises, stalk our sacred ground. Existence in itself is guided by the demons we call desires. Yet despite this, the unspoken rise. Honor, Wealth, The Inner Conscious. These heroes arrive to bring peace to their surroundings. ...Yet this is not enough. These beasts multiply by the day and your efforts simply do not suffice. I ... however ... have found a solution. You ask how he who has slain his people can be granted the title of Einherjar. The answer is simple. The gods themselves have blessed my path. Is my existence not proof of such? Regardless of this, our world is suffering and only one option remains... The eradication of Terrenus! And it with this sacrifice... shall be the beginning and end. Now...LET THIS PROCESS BEGIN!
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    Lick a Brick and go Ham on it [D1E Quest]

    Level - 11 | EXP: 7/10 | PREP: 5.5 / 5 Skills Used: None | Aesthetic Vibes: Here | Party Size: 4 Forgive me as I might be a smidget out of practice... Hmmhmm! Entropy; no sweeter than candy. Madness divulged it's inner thoughts, fabricated foretellings woven by fates of the scorned. This city ( no pun intended ) consumed vast amounts of such, those stringed individuals all dancing about upon the crimson stage. Though, had this always been the case? One ponders what beckoned such a dramatic change. . . Ah, yes, the "jig was up" so to speak; it'd all began there. Despite the nature of this engagement, vultures of fleshen kind merrily gathered around in bulk. As it appeared, the city wasn't the only monster stalking this land. They'd been had, this much was abundantly clear - however - it hadn't yet registered to the lass that they were in any form of danger...Ember quickly altered her perspective. "Miss!" She shouted "Are you ok--" Blood splattered upon her frame, the dress now cloaked in crimson. Panic engulfed her once peaceful visage as her entirety froze upon realization of her current position. She was in danger. Hyperventilation occurred in an instant, she knew not of her own foolishness until this very moment. To cope with the fact that Kuma's undoing would surely weigh on her shoulders alone? Terrifying to say the least. Within this one being a mass of thoughts of emotions richocheted from wall to wall. "Why can't you move? Why aren't you working, body?!" She cried within, wishing to simply aid her comrades who were now plunged into the heat of battle. Of course, nobody ever manages to collect themselves until most crucial moment. BANG! One final jolt accompanying City falling beside Ember. "Oh no..." she'd thought "This is all my fault..Good going, Hope!" Suddenly, within this veil of black (within her mind, she's currently engulfed in the blackness mentioned earlier) emerged a bright yet eerie light. "My dear child, my poor child. Do not cry, my love." Hope - despite her naivety - was well aware of it's presence. "Goddess...Artemis?" A smile "You, oh chosen maiden, are an extraordinary gift to this world. Succumbing to such emotions are for the weak; you must remain strong." She wiped her tears "But...what can I do?" The voice spoke "Give yourself to me...I shall be your guiding light..." . . . Cut towards the bistro, Hope's disposition regained. "Momm-- I mean, Ms. City!" ABILITY | CURE | 5 | Heavier wounds, 35% of the target's HP (10' Radius) - City The woman would feel a great deal of her wounds healing before her very eyes, a red hue encasing her entire being. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so so sorry!" Had she managed to move her body, had she managed to something anything!...Maybe this entire situation would've gone about a different way. All she could do now was heal her comrades and pray they forgave her foolish behavior.