Through the teaching of the Chantry, it is told that the Darkspawn were of man's creation through sin. Man had sought to gain entry into the Golden City, but had tainted it with their sin, turning the city to black with every step the took into the Grand Hall. The Maker cast the men out of the city & onto the land. They returned, but corrupted, these were the first Darkspawn. But that is the Chantries version, the truth is unknown, so it serves as an explanation for the horrid creatures that attack the lands. But there is a force who stems the tides of the Darkspawn, a group of men & women, humans, dwarves, & elf's who fight to push back the oncoming Darkspawn threat. These group of warriors follow a code, & go by a name...
The Grey Wardens
Story so Far:
The Darkspawn have descended upon the lands of Thedas, terrorizing the people of all nations. Warriors & Mages help stem the armies of Darkspawn, but each & every day, the threat is persistent. However, a group known as the Grey Wardens have risen from the ashes of men by drinking the blood of the Darkspawn & mastering the taint. Kings & Queens have fallen to the hands of the Darkspawn, but the Grey Wardens ensure that the Blight ends, quickly.
Map of Thedas:
Races:
Humans-By far the largest race in numbers, the humans rule most of the lands of Thedas. There are not many distinguishing features from the Humans. For more info http://dragonage.wikia.com/wiki/Human
Elves-The Elven kind are a proud & cunning race, though most oppressed by the Humans, they are a strong & prosperous race. For more info http://dragonage.wikia.com/wiki/Elves
Dwarves-The short & mostly hairy Dwarves live a fortunate life under the surface, though some do tend to become Surface Dwarves, they are known to follow tradition. For more info http://dragonage.wik...om/wiki/Dwarves
Qunari-The Qunari are a fearsome antagonistic race that always follows traditions & strict regulations. They are somewhat respected & feared by most. For more info http://dragonage.wikia.com/wiki/Qunari
Mage-Mages by far are the most oppressed class, being that they are heavily regulated by Templars & are bound to the Circle of Magi at an early age. For more info http://dragonage.wikia.com/wiki/Mage
Stamina applies to Warriors & Rogues, it helps determine how long they can fight, recharge your stamina with potions. Mana is the magic that Mages can produce, with low Mana, the caster won't be able to produce as powerful Magic, in order to refill it, use Lyrium potions.
Facial/Physical Appearance-Standing at 6'2 ft & weighing over 180 lbs, Thaeodon is an intimidating man who is often not quarreled with, if anyone can help it. Being broad-shouldered & barrel-chested, he is a rather muscular man, but by no means ripped. His slim body frame grants him advantages, being a Rogue. He has tan skin which matches well with his short & unkempt light brown hair accompanied by a slight stubble. His eyes are a bright shade of green, & due to a somewhat lyrium addiction, his eyes glow when fighting.
Clothing/Armor-Wears as depicted in the picture
Personality(Optional)-Due to being a Rogue, Thaeodon has a clever, cunning personality, & is by no means dim whited. He is cynical & often speaks his mind, having a rather doubtful outlook accompanied by a somewhat witty humor. His sarcasm makes for a light & friendly person, outgoing & caring. However, due to loss, he's become somewhat of a loner & prefers to work alone, often risking his life. He is charming, & is quick to speak when necessary. Determination & a strong will guideline his life with a moral code. He is somewhat flirty, but easy to get embarrassed.
Biography(Optional)-Born to nobility, Thaeodon lived a somewhat pampered life, until his Father fell ill, risking the Teryn. Thaedon & his younger brother were next to succeed the line, though this conflict led to his brother becoming driven with power lust, forcing Thaeodon into a fight, ending in the death of his brother. When his Father regained his health & learned of his younger sons death, his Father, led to believe that Thaeodon was driven to murdering his younger brother for the throne, cast Thaeodon away. Thaeodon was to be executed by his Fathers guard until a Grey Warden preformed the right of conscription to add Thaeodon to the expanding Grey Warden army.
Charles, Robyn nudges him & Charles looks onto these disgruntled men. They looked rough & tough, almost like Raiders, but they had a more tribal like appearance. -"Yeah, your adorable smile." Charles says sarcastically.
As long as it has a West, this is not a Western based/locked RP, the title alone is confusing, but It's more of a reboot, a new chapter set a couple of years after the Fallout: Desolation RP.
Charles,
Putting on his boots, Charles quickly gets up, stretching his arms & popping his back before exiting the tent with Robyn. The two men sit around a lit campfire. Charles squints in the sunlight & a heatwave overcomes him. The crunch of Earth beneath his feet sound as he stands over the two men.
-"Hello boys." Robyn says, approaching them.
-"Hello Robyn." One says.
Robyn smiles before smacking the man in the head with the butt of her gun. The man falls over, rubbing his face before Robyn smacks it again, knocking him out. The other man stands from the campfire, his hands raised as he slowly backs away. Charles grabs his arm & thrusts him forward at Robyn who quickly bashes the butt of her gun at his face, breaking his nose. A trail of blood leads from his nose to his chin & he grabs at it, yelling in pain.
-"What the f*ck Robyn?!" He yells, his eyes squeezed tightly as he clings to his bloodied nose. Robyn bashes the butt of her gun again into his face, caving in a portion of his skull. Blood pours from his forehead as he collapses to the ground, his eyes wide open & his mouth ajar.
-"Whoops." Robyn says as she looks down to the man.
Charles looks down to the man who'd died from blunt trauma. Frowning, Charles turns to the other man who was luckily unconscious but badly bruised.
-"Grab his feet." Robyn says, lifting him up by his arms.
Obeying Robyn's order, Charles lifts the mans feet up & the two slowly carry him away from the campsite, William still watching in horror.
Charles,
Awakening to Robyn's angered screams, Charles rubs his eyes, the sunlight unwelcomly shines into the tent, but Robyn blocks the view as she storms into the tent, zipping it up behind her. Charles groggily turns over & groans, being woken up uneasily. A mild headache stirs in Charles head & he rubs his forehead before turning his attention to Robyn.
-"F*cking as*holes." Robyn says under her breath as she tassels her pants on.
-"What's-who's an as*hole?" Charles asks sleepily.
Robyn turns her head to Charles as she pulls her shirt over her head.
-"Them!" She says pointing outside the tent.
Charles turns his head slowly to the tent flap.
-"The tent's an as*hole?" Charles says sarcastically.
Robyn gives a faint smile as she shakes her head.
-"You & your damn humor."
-"I try." Charles responds, flipping over to the other side & closing his eyes.
Robyn lays next to him & jerks his shoulder back in forth.
-"Wake up sleepyhead." She says as she pulls Charles over to look at her.
-"No, five more minutes." Charles says, his eyes closed.
Robyn laughs as she places her head on his shoulder, her blue hair falling over Charles face.
Charles,
-"Sounds good babe." Charles says with a sigh.
Charles was tired from a long day of traveling & wanted to rest, everyone needs their rest. Standing up, still holding Robyn's hand, Charles lifts her up as he drags himself to their tent. The inside was nicely decorated, one giant sleeping bag, pillows & a few lanterns. This might've not seemed like much, but it was more than they could ask for. Charles takes off his dust covered boots, tosses them aside & puts himself in the sleeping bag, yawning.
Charles,
-"Have fun." Charles says sarcastically as she motions for him to follow her back to camp.
Robyn rolls her eyes as she continues down the road to their campsite. It was just in between Primm & Goodsprings, by the Goodsprings Source. Four green tents were erected in the general vicinity of the source, Robyn had made hers "special", having more luxuries inside than what she needed. Upon reaching the campsite, Charles is dragged by Robyn towards a small campfire that William had started before Robyn took her compliment of men & Charles along with her. Robyn sits down by the fire & Charles joins her.
Charles,
Charles frowns at Robyn's biased statement. The two look onto Robyn, the man raising his eyebrows. Robyn's expression stays plain, but she adds color to it by giving off a warm smile. Charles looks back to the three other Dark Ones behind them. Tom shrugs & Charles nudges Robyn.
-"I don't think they're evil, Robyn." Charles whispers to her.
-"Nonsense, they clearly are, now aren't you?" Robyn says with a awkward smile.
The man looks to the girl, he obviously looks uncomfortable.
Charles,
Approaching from behind Robyn, Charles takes a glimpse of the small group. An African-American man & what Charles presumed was his sister, stood before Robyn who casually leaned on her sniper rifle. The man's laid back demeanor is unsettling to Charles as he takes a glimpse over them. The two seemed to be former vault dwellers based on their modified jumpsuits, either that or the stole the suits, either way, the didn't look as gruff & tough as most commonly did. Charles deduced that they were most likely not all that interested in joining the Dark Ones, but that was just an estimate. A man approaches from behind the two, his tan fatigues are similar to the other men in their group named the "NCR". He passes through, carrying a landmine. Charles tunes back into the conversation.
-"Well when you run with us, the Dark Ones, you get your share of the spoils." Robyn says.
The man looks to the woman beside him, who looks back to him. He frowns & returns his attention to Robyn. Robyn smiles as she glances back at Charles who crosses his arms.
-"Look, we've got food, water, guns, & we're very experienced." Charles says, being the more passive & slightly more experienced member of the Dark Ones.
((Accepted)) Charles,
Charles looks onto Robyn as she asks him the question. Thinking it over, Chet warned of Victor, Victor was something called a "Securitron", Charles would bet he had no idea how powerful a Securitron was & was certainly not ready to test that. The town seemed to desolate to recruit, more like a farming settlement than a town. Taking a drink of his Scotch, Charles clears his dry throat as he responds.
-"I think we should just move onto the next place Robyn, this doesn't seem like a well populated town & I really don't want to make that Victor guy angry, I mean we don't know how powerful he is." Charles says.
From what little Charles could make out from Goodsprings, it was obviously a friendly settlement, welcome to frequent travelers & scarcely had any problems. The location was rather secluded from Nevada & it's population seemed to be at a low, & though the Dark Ones could obviously take over the place, Charles didn't think that a town like this should be taken by force, atleast do some good deeds for them & ask if they want protection.
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Robyn nudges him & Charles looks onto these disgruntled men. They looked rough & tough, almost like Raiders, but they had a more tribal like appearance.
-"Yeah, your adorable smile." Charles says sarcastically.
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Putting on his boots, Charles quickly gets up, stretching his arms & popping his back before exiting the tent with Robyn. The two men sit around a lit campfire. Charles squints in the sunlight & a heatwave overcomes him. The crunch of Earth beneath his feet sound as he stands over the two men.
-"Hello boys." Robyn says, approaching them.
-"Hello Robyn." One says.
Robyn smiles before smacking the man in the head with the butt of her gun. The man falls over, rubbing his face before Robyn smacks it again, knocking him out. The other man stands from the campfire, his hands raised as he slowly backs away. Charles grabs his arm & thrusts him forward at Robyn who quickly bashes the butt of her gun at his face, breaking his nose. A trail of blood leads from his nose to his chin & he grabs at it, yelling in pain.
-"What the f*ck Robyn?!" He yells, his eyes squeezed tightly as he clings to his bloodied nose. Robyn bashes the butt of her gun again into his face, caving in a portion of his skull. Blood pours from his forehead as he collapses to the ground, his eyes wide open & his mouth ajar.
-"Whoops." Robyn says as she looks down to the man.
Charles looks down to the man who'd died from blunt trauma. Frowning, Charles turns to the other man who was luckily unconscious but badly bruised.
-"Grab his feet." Robyn says, lifting him up by his arms.
Obeying Robyn's order, Charles lifts the mans feet up & the two slowly carry him away from the campsite, William still watching in horror.
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Awakening to Robyn's angered screams, Charles rubs his eyes, the sunlight unwelcomly shines into the tent, but Robyn blocks the view as she storms into the tent, zipping it up behind her. Charles groggily turns over & groans, being woken up uneasily. A mild headache stirs in Charles head & he rubs his forehead before turning his attention to Robyn.
-"F*cking as*holes." Robyn says under her breath as she tassels her pants on.
-"What's-who's an as*hole?" Charles asks sleepily.
Robyn turns her head to Charles as she pulls her shirt over her head.
-"Them!" She says pointing outside the tent.
Charles turns his head slowly to the tent flap.
-"The tent's an as*hole?" Charles says sarcastically.
Robyn gives a faint smile as she shakes her head.
-"You & your damn humor."
-"I try." Charles responds, flipping over to the other side & closing his eyes.
Robyn lays next to him & jerks his shoulder back in forth.
-"Wake up sleepyhead." She says as she pulls Charles over to look at her.
-"No, five more minutes." Charles says, his eyes closed.
Robyn laughs as she places her head on his shoulder, her blue hair falling over Charles face.
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-"Sounds good babe." Charles says with a sigh.
Charles was tired from a long day of traveling & wanted to rest, everyone needs their rest. Standing up, still holding Robyn's hand, Charles lifts her up as he drags himself to their tent. The inside was nicely decorated, one giant sleeping bag, pillows & a few lanterns. This might've not seemed like much, but it was more than they could ask for. Charles takes off his dust covered boots, tosses them aside & puts himself in the sleeping bag, yawning.
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-"Have fun." Charles says sarcastically as she motions for him to follow her back to camp.
Robyn rolls her eyes as she continues down the road to their campsite. It was just in between Primm & Goodsprings, by the Goodsprings Source. Four green tents were erected in the general vicinity of the source, Robyn had made hers "special", having more luxuries inside than what she needed. Upon reaching the campsite, Charles is dragged by Robyn towards a small campfire that William had started before Robyn took her compliment of men & Charles along with her. Robyn sits down by the fire & Charles joins her.
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Charles frowns at Robyn's biased statement. The two look onto Robyn, the man raising his eyebrows. Robyn's expression stays plain, but she adds color to it by giving off a warm smile. Charles looks back to the three other Dark Ones behind them. Tom shrugs & Charles nudges Robyn.
-"I don't think they're evil, Robyn." Charles whispers to her.
-"Nonsense, they clearly are, now aren't you?" Robyn says with a awkward smile.
The man looks to the girl, he obviously looks uncomfortable.
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Approaching from behind Robyn, Charles takes a glimpse of the small group. An African-American man & what Charles presumed was his sister, stood before Robyn who casually leaned on her sniper rifle. The man's laid back demeanor is unsettling to Charles as he takes a glimpse over them. The two seemed to be former vault dwellers based on their modified jumpsuits, either that or the stole the suits, either way, the didn't look as gruff & tough as most commonly did. Charles deduced that they were most likely not all that interested in joining the Dark Ones, but that was just an estimate. A man approaches from behind the two, his tan fatigues are similar to the other men in their group named the "NCR". He passes through, carrying a landmine. Charles tunes back into the conversation.
-"Well when you run with us, the Dark Ones, you get your share of the spoils." Robyn says.
The man looks to the woman beside him, who looks back to him. He frowns & returns his attention to Robyn. Robyn smiles as she glances back at Charles who crosses his arms.
-"Look, we've got food, water, guns, & we're very experienced." Charles says, being the more passive & slightly more experienced member of the Dark Ones.
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Charles,
Charles looks onto Robyn as she asks him the question. Thinking it over, Chet warned of Victor, Victor was something called a "Securitron", Charles would bet he had no idea how powerful a Securitron was & was certainly not ready to test that. The town seemed to desolate to recruit, more like a farming settlement than a town. Taking a drink of his Scotch, Charles clears his dry throat as he responds.
-"I think we should just move onto the next place Robyn, this doesn't seem like a well populated town & I really don't want to make that Victor guy angry, I mean we don't know how powerful he is." Charles says.
From what little Charles could make out from Goodsprings, it was obviously a friendly settlement, welcome to frequent travelers & scarcely had any problems. The location was rather secluded from Nevada & it's population seemed to be at a low, & though the Dark Ones could obviously take over the place, Charles didn't think that a town like this should be taken by force, atleast do some good deeds for them & ask if they want protection.
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