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**The Lands of RAZE**
(A Fantasy RP MMO Survival Server)
*This is a Strict RP server. Stay in character*
(RP IS FULLY ENFORCED!!! Stay in character or suffer the consequences)
Server IP: 108.174.60.125:25665
Server Info: The Lands of Raze is a *Mature-Rated* Fantasy RP server. We pride ourselves on the satisfaction and overall
enjoyment of our players. We strive to provide the best RP around, and will always be more then happy to do so.
RACES
Humans- Typical humans.They are around 6' tall Good at diplomacy and trade, above average swordsmen and average marksmen.
Their magic attuinity is sub-par. They prefer cities and fortifications and like to build in stone and brick.
They are know to be expansive when settling a new area, often creating small towns that interlink to a
much bigger city. They are generally non-agressive unless provoked. They are known for being cunning
in their diplomancy and ruthless in their negotiations. Their average lifespan is around 250 years.
Tirren- Elf-like beings. They are tall in stature (Around 8') They generally make their homes in the forests far away from large settlements of other races. They are sited as being known Xenophobes and generally do-not tolerate unwelcome guests in their territory. If left alone, they keep to themselves for the most part, unless they need to trade in order to sustain themselves. They have a complex social hierarchy. They are noted for being excellent archers and have a high level of finesse with a sword. They have an above average talent for magic. Their average lifespan is around 4000 years.
Karzel- Dwarven-like beings. They are short in stature ( Around 4') and very stout. They are generally known to make their homes inside large mountains and heavily fortify their gatehouses and walls. Although they do not allow visitors into their cities, they are known to willing interact and trade with other races. They are known for being very blunt in conversation and are often portrayed as angry and very rude, although they do not see themselves that way, as it is a social norm for them.They are noted as being fierce warriors and mostly will dawn heavy armor and weapons when heading into a fight. Thought they may not possess the finesse of the Tirren with a blade, they vastly out-power them in swinging strength. They have no talent for magic. Their average lifespan is around 600 years.
Malebranche- Demon-like beings. They are very tall in stature (Around 10-14') and have a very muscular torso with small, skinny legs. Although they do have settlements in the above world, their main cities and fortresses are deep within the Nether. They are very hostile tward other races and sees most living creatures not of the Nether
to be a blight on existance. They are known for their giant flaming spires they construct over and around any territory they own. They generally set aside 2 of their own to interact with other races, basically as functioning ambassators. The only reason they do this, is for the small amount of trading that they actually do. They are also known for their almost-divine voice. It has been described as beautiful, and angel-like, which is one reason they are very
sucessful hunters of other races, as they use this to lure in unsuspecting victims. They are extreamly cunning and charming when engaged in conversation, so it is best to avoid interacting with them unless totally nessisary. They have a strong magical talent. Their average lifespan is indeffinate unless acted upon by an outside trauma.
(Note: Racial Backstory and Lore will be added at a later date)
***RULES***
1.) NO GRIEFINGGGGGG
2.) No Racial/Sexist Remarks
3.) No Metagaming
4.) No outside hacks or client mods of any kind
5.) Probably the most important rule: USE COMMON SENSE
LORE:
Chapter 1 - Creation:
Darkness. Darkness and Void was all that existed in the beginning. No form, no life, just nothingness, cold and darkness. But, in this void, there was still an energy. A catalyst just waiting for the perfect balance to make itself known. Faster then one can blink their eye, Elohim took form. A physical manifestation of pure energy and free-will. Elohim was immediatly self-aware, and in this awareness, it knew that it was alone. Elohim desired interaction, and therefore created the world that you see before you now. Elohim knew the potential of this giant ball of rock, but knew that it didnt want to be alone any longer, so with immense care, Elohim took a deep breath and let out a great sigh. From this pure energy, Eartreeon was born. A lifeform begot of a God, is a God. Therefore, that is the role that Eartreeon took on, by order of Elohim. Eartreeon is over all life on Raze. Every living thing you see before you, animal or plant, is of the direct creation of Eartreeon's will.
Chapter 2- The formation of the races:
Human- By taking a peice of Elohim's skin, soil from the blessed ground, and a grain of wheat, Eartreeon combined these sacred items in her hand and pressed it to the ground. When she lifted her hands, the first 2 humans followed. As the first race, Elohim became attached to the creatures he saw standing before him in total perfection. Seeing the attention these new creations were receiving from her Father, Eartreeon became jealous and set out to create a race more to her liking.....
Tirren- By taking the bark of an ancient tree, the petal of an enchanted flower and a piece of her heart, she combined all these things, wrapped them in the sacred cloth of her robe and buried them under the Tree of Life. She called upon the heavens to rain for 3 days and 3 nights, and upon the 4th morning, her new creations, the Tirren, arose from the roots. She saw them as perfection, and showed them favor because of it.
*As the Humans and Tirren began to grow, their need for land grew as well. It became very well known of the caves and caverns that dotted and criss-crossed the landscape. Few of either race was strong and harty enough to survive the wicked beasts and harsh climates of underground life, but they also knew of the treasures that awaited them. The humans prayed to Elohim, while the Tirren prayed to Eartreeon to deliver an answer to this problem, and the Gods answered with the Karzel....
Karzel- By taking a strand of Elohim's muscle, a chunk of bedrock and the purest of redstone dust, Elohim combined all these things in his hands and gave them pressure, until they were molten hot and mixed together. He then slammed his hands against the side of a mountain, and created an earthquake, which split the mountain in half. Out of the giant fissure walked the Karzel.
*As the centuries passed, the tension grew as land and resources were quickly becomming less and less attainable. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, the 3 races took up arms and a large-scale war burst onto Raze. As the time passed, the tactics exercised became increasingly brutal. No creature was safe, wether it be man, woman or child. Blood had turned the rivers red and the smoke all but blocked the sun's rays. No longer able to stand idly by, the Gods Elohim and Eartreeon decided it was time for this war of horrors to end. They both took knives and sliced open each other's hand and let their sacred blood flow upon the ground. From that spot arose Molinox, the God of Judgement. Elohim tasked Molinox to preside over the current war and end it as soon as possible. Molinox, although obedient, rushed his planning, and in doing so, sealed his fate forever. Molinox decided the best way to end the war, was to make a race in his image, that could end the war as quickly as possible.....
Malebranche- By taking the hottest lava, a scale of an EnderDragon, and a sliver from his own tongue, Molinox combined all of these things in a bottle and threw it into a buring pit of lava. The lava solidified into a lake of obsidian and began to slowly crumble away. What was left was the first few generations of the Malebranche.
Chapter 3 - The Fallen:
The war between the Humans, Tirren and Karzel, now known as The Trinity War, have been raging on for almost a century. The unspeakable atrocities and war crimes commited on all sides have driven the Gods Elohim and Eartreeon to a point of desperation. They made a pact, swearing they would never interfere with the doings of their creations, but the sheer horror this was has produced has made them take action. To extinguish this war as quick as possible, they create a new God. A God they hoped would be able to end this sensless violence. That God's name was Molinox. Due to the time limit presented, Molinox rushed his plans and quickly created the Malebranche, a race of Nether-beings that wanted nothing more then death, pain and blood.
On the battlefield of Grey Ground Field, an army of 300 Human light infantry prepared to do battle against the notorious Karzel Battle Breakers, a unit that has never lost an engagement with the enemy. The Karzel were only 40 men strong, but they only laughed and felt a small amount of remorse for the out-gunned human army. The humans didnt stand a chance, and by the look of sheer terror and the smell of piss and feces in the air, one can only assume they knew it too. Without even muttering a word, the Karzel unit lept forward, the entire unit moving as one. The Human front line didnt even have time to pray as the elite unit cut through Human bone and sinew like wet tissue paper. The smell of spilled guts and raw sewage quickly engulfed the battlefield as the rest of the Human forces quickly tried to fall back. Slipping through the innards and remains of their fallen comrades, the few remaining victims were quickly engulfed with an overwhelming sense of bliss. The blood-drunk Karzel Battle Breakers even quit heaving their heavy weapons to pause and take notice of such a beautiful sound, as if they were in a trance. They were all so taken by the noise, they didnt even notice all the blood from their weapons and clothes flowing off of them and flowing like a stream to the middle of the field. As the blood puddle grew larger and larger, a hand started to take form. Rising from the puddle, the hand became a full arm, the full arm to a full torso, until a full form Molinox stood in front of still captivated men.
With a small jerk of his hand, the music stopped. He looked around at the now stunned group of Karzel and Human warriors staring at him, not knowing what to expect. The God of Judgement put his index finger to his lips as if to hush the already silent group. "Guilty" he whispered, and as he did, a ring of light shoots out from his torso, vaporizing everyone in the group in less then a second. A noxious cloud of blood, bile and other bodily fluids started raining over the battlefield covering every inch of ground with the horrid liquid. Molinox smirked at what he had done, and then whispered "Come forth, and judge them all." With that order, every piece of ground touched by the blood started spawning one Malebranche soldier after another, an army literally pouring out of the ground, defying the laws of nature it seemed. Within seconds, a full army of over 10,000 Malebranche fill the field, seemingly out of thin air. They instantly form rank and spread across the map, reaching all sides within the hour. Molinox's forces decimate every major city in Raze, killing soldier and civilian alike.
Elohim became aware of the situation after hearing the desperate and pain-scarred prayers of the desperate and dying. He immediatly met up with Eartreeon and confronted Molinox, ordering him to cease and desist the attack immediatly or face utter annihilation. Though the details of this conversation are not known, it is known that Molinox refused to call off the attack. Elohim had no choice but to do exactly as he had said. With a wave of his hand, half of the Malebranche burst open, organs spilling out onto the ground. He waited until their painful death-squeals finally stopped, then spoke these words: " Molinox, from this day, you and your kind shall be known as The Fallen. They may return from the nether one day, but you shall remain there for all existance." After he finished talking, the ground opened to what seemed like an infinite abyss. All of The Fallen were sucked into the darkness, where they have remained for near 10,000 years, and that is where they will hopefully stay....
(More on the way, this is just a start)
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This will be Mature level gaming. Im not saying this will be full of people sexting ( I think its called sexting) or getting freak nasty in the middle of the Capitol, but also dont expect these lands to be very hospitible.
I plan on making this server as fun, and insane, and all-around MY style as much as possible. But, as the server grows and the staff team and player count expands, you will see it slowly (but surely) change right before your very eyes. You are the main driving catalyst in RAZE, and any event that you create ( yes I said create), participate in, or are a part of at all, your presence, or even just a sentence you utter could change the course of the entire world........or just piss someone off and you get stabbed in the face. Either or.
This is about hard-hitting, insanly fun, sometimes crazy, always great, good ol' RP fun.
I will do my best to ensure that every player who graces my future server will always want to log back in (even if its just to tell my where I can stick my server).
(Side note: Although there are applications for Kingdom of Aeonis on the previous pages, they are irrelevant now. This page is being repurposed as a new server page. Please do not ask me why there are Aeonis apps on the thread....read above.)
***DISCLAIMER***
The owner/propieter of this Server is in no way responsible for any
content or player interaction on this server. This server has a recommended
rating of (M)Mature 18+. Any and all likeness to any place/person/event is completely
coinciental.
