Gateway Journeys

[DogEye]

Okay this is a random attemt to activate the RPG forums, somewhat... if you have to ask the title is random there may or may not be gateways =P but as with other RPTs anyone can jump in at anytime. All that is asked for is a in this thread is once you enter with a new chariture that you give The List... this is The List
Race: what are they
Name: who are they
Breif Discription: eyes, hair, height, weight, build, gender?
Class: if any
Magic Affinity: if any(ie does he/she carrie a spell book where ever they go or do they just know one or two good basic spells)
Skills:if any (are they a smith, cook, lama herder?)
Stuff: anything we should know right off, ie personality, equipment, quests, avoid all out back storys but if it is something you think you need to tell us right off do so here.

Any backstorys should go to a chariture discription thread that I or someone else will make seeing that we see interest in this thread, if you have questions or comments please /ooc so we know untill we make an /ooc thread later(agian it will happen if we see interest) anyway to da rules...

Be reasonable, be fair, no supermans, don't dominate the thread(ie no bossing others around) if you want to do something that affects chariture (ie limb loss, fighting, quests) please either PM them or discuss it via /ooc(and yes i'm getting these ideas from The Warriors thread)

Agknowlage pervious posts, you can't pertend that past never happened even though your chariture might be trying to forget it.

*Edit- maybe i should clearify some things and discribe others more.
In terms of supermans, it only means that you should be relilistic with damage and wounds. If you that some NPC is going to stab you several times over, you're probably going to take much damage and might die if you don't get treatment asap unless you choose a race that might for some reason be able to take it.
Otherwise don't suddenly say I impale so and so... without discussing it with so and so first (through /ooc atm)... as i said be fair, we don't want to wake up one day and half the charatures are decleared dead or missing limbs without anyone's knowledge(extrem case)

The world of which this takes place... think medevilish as far as looks go. Kings, queens, knights, wandering entertianers and adventurers. many castles protecting towns though there are unprotected villages too. you're not likely going to be flaging down a taxi unless it is horse powered, though some steam powered devices can be found in certian areas. some flying machians do exist in parts but you'd have better luck finding a tame griffin to take you over cayons or far distances.(other flight animals that you might see pegius(probably only around elf kingdoms) dragons, and rocs)
Magic devices and transport, if you have to have something like the starcraft vulture hover bike-yes you can blame gnomes and magic(keep in mind that what ever is powering it would be extreamly rare and thus hard to find) keep the item fairly small, the hover bike would probably the biggest these devices can get. otherwise teleportation is a rare form of travle but is allowed seeing someone has the regents or mystic devices to make a portle possible(most portal devices are stationary and found in wizard/mage towers)
Gear- yes you can have that orb of the water dragon, or a sheild that will protect a good portion of the army, this is suppose to be fun (where as this is also not the thread of silliness so everything should make some since) so go ahead and pick up that golden staff of the sun that will send a rain of fire on most of the enemy army.
Races known- elfs, dwarfs, humans, gnomes, dragons, and centurs if you need something to go on, any new races would be great, just discribe them in /ooc first. (end edit)*

Have fun and lets try to build this to be an epic adventure!
Rules are subject to change IF problems arise...


So to start my chariture...

Name: Concurn
Race: Dragon
Age: around 50 or 75
Gender:Male
Bronze in color, a good 500+lb and 10ft in height(when not in disguise) long necked, four legs(the fore legs can act like arms and hands but he generally uses them to support his weight) very large wingspead, and he has two horns not ears... with his guise ability he appares as a young man with light brown hair and hazal colored eyes.
Magic abilitys: an illioustion that makes him appair to be a human, the guise only effects his actual size and weight and apparance.
Skills: Fire breathing (weak) Flying(moteratly strong)
Other: unlike most dragons he isn't oppsessed with shiny objects, it could be because he is very young as far as dragons go. the two things he does the best(like other dragons) are sleep and eat, food is a major motivator for him... he will likely be freinds with anyone who will hand him a free meal. As far as his kin is concerined he is more under fed and active but humans normally see him as being lazy and eating way too much expecially when he is in his guise.

/ooc shall i get things started? I know a party!

Concurn peers over pass a steep hill, the smell of food aloth in the air. Curiousity makes him follow the delitful smells, suddenly music is accommping the smells. To him this ment many humans and beings in one place that wouldn't take well to a dragon coming over the hillside.
"The guise will work for now" he thought to himself as he changed form, "Mmmm food now where is it?"
Concurn approched what appared to be a wonderful festival full of music, colors, entertianers, townsfolk,many more adventurers from far away lands, and the reason he was there in the first place... food.
"This is great, I remember that some people will give away food for free at these things!" Concurn thought to himself then spotting a shiny object on the ground he picked it up, it was a gold coin, "oh they also like these shiny yellow circles... I can get food he for sure now!" Concure wandered off quickly to see what place would give him the most food.

[DogEye]

Concurn approched one of the food booths and showed the server the coin...
"How much can i get for this?" he asked couriously.
The server looked a bit surprised, soon to be replaced by a thin grin... "Not much as he took the coin and exaimained it... in fact nothing" he sliped his hand under the counter, any skilled eye could see he was switching the coin, "it is just a peice of rock with yellow coloring"
"but it didn't smell fake..." Concure watched as he scrached the surface of the fake coin to reveal the grey stone.
"Sorry kid but it's a worthless coin... now get outta here."
Concure slinked away, dissappointed and unaware of the trick that had been played. "I'll just have to look elsewhere," he sighed and leaned up agianst a building then he sat down and begun to drawn with one of his fingers in the dust.
The vendor laughted poking his wife to show her the pure gold coin he tricked some idiot out of, they where both very pleased.

[DogEye]

/ooc poor Concurn, no one will make him a freind...

Concurn starts to wander around agian and sees a big commotion in one area. he goes in for a closer look, racks of armor and weapondary lined the outer rim of a large clearing, horse handlers where busy putting barbing on certian horse to the shouts of what appared to be knights. Concurn knew the dangers of being around knights all to well so he decided it best to start heading elswhere in the fair... he was just getting out of the crowd when some burly built man came along and pushed him into the helmet racks...
"watch it kid" the man growled.
*crash BANG Thonk*
Concrun ended up pretty much lying in the helmet racks that in turn toppled the sheilds.
The horses became very unsettled raring up as the handlers tried to cailm them down.
"What do you think your doing!?" the man now scowled.
"I...I didn't mean..." Concurn didn't want any trouble, today started out so nice too...
"Clean it up!" he barked.
"Um sure, yes..." Concurn looked at the racks confused, he started to culmsily get up and tried putting the helms back on the rack not reilizing he probably should straghten the rack out first.
"What are you doing?!" the man growled.
"I'm... I'm trying!" Concurn whined, "Don't hit me!"
Concurn knew if someone hit him his guise would drop... that would probably end badly for him if he couldn't take flight right away... all he could do was try not to panic, panicing might make him drop his guise as well.
"I'll just pick this stuff up and then get out of here" he thought to himself, but it was going to be hard with some stranger scowling at him and the fact that the commotion got the attention of many of the passerbys.

[DogEye]

/ooc this is becoming more of a story with the option of jumping in if someone out there wanted too... anyway 2 new charitures entering(for Concurn's sake)

Name: John
Race: human
Age: early 30's
Gender: male
Class: knight
Strong build with blue eyes brown hair. he wears plate armor most of the time which is steel in color, he bears the emblem of the falcon.
Skills: swordsmanship (extreamly strong) other weapondry(Strong) Ranged weapondry(well he can fire them aka weak)
Other: Sir John is a noble, thus normally not short on coin. He is competitive but not to the point of being stupid. He has a kind heart and feels pity towards both people and creatures and well offer help even if it might put his own life at risk.

Name: Burriden
Race: elf
Gender: male
Age: 29 maybe 30
Class: Rogue
Gold eyes, black hair, athleticly build(like most elfs) stands about 5' 4" wears mostly dark brown leather.
Skills: daggers (down right deadly both thrown and otherwise) other ranged weapons (decent)
Other: Burriden isn't a rogue that just goes around stealing, he has a strong since of honor. He seems to have a slight "robin hood" mentailty and will more then likely go a steal something from a baron with a bad attitude sell it and give a good portian to a family who is struggling to make ends meat, though that being said he uses common since and would probably be the first one to run away if he feels that the odds are agianst him(as he may say..."i LIKE breathing") anyway short past snippit- his sister was kidnapped durning a battle at his home city "Aven Glade", he has reason to belive the kiddnappers where Black Iron Ogres. He cares about his sister too much to belive they probably killed her, so now he is off with his human freind, Sir John, to go find her and bring her safely home. *edit did i mention he comes off as a tad bit unfriendly*

/end ooc

Concurn was still trying to pick up helms at the stares of on lookers and a scowling man, still not thinking it would be much easier to actully "fix" the racks first, his heart was racing when a sudden clack of the rack being straghtened made him jump back slightly.
John smiled at him, "Easier to put them on an even rack. Now can i have the one your holding? I am going to be needing it in the jost soon."
"Um yeah, here..." Concurn thrusted the helm over to him and quickly picked the rest up, finding it indeed easier with the racks being straght.
John's smile turned to a scowl as he faced the burly man, "Next time watch where YOU'RE going." he growled pushing him to the side as he headed to the josting ring.
Concurn put the last helm on the rack and skidded away calming down slightly. He was back to normal as soon as he smelled fresh baked bread nearby. The bakery it was coming from didn't look busy, an older man walked out of the bakery and spotted Concurn. He had grey hair and looked to have some difficuty walking. He smiled, "I thought something happened to you this year."
"Grandpa!" Concurn shouted in delight running up to him.
"Concurn... how would you like to do me a favor, out in back is a cart full of bad bread... want to save Misty a trip to a dump?"
"Yes!" Concurn said with excited, grandpa was the one person he could count on for food he was already running to the back.
"and make no one sees ya eating that junk... they'd start to wonder why you're not dead from that moldy heap." Grandpa shouted to Concurn just as a younger lady walked out of the bakery, she was pretty with deep red hair and light brown eyes.
"I think you made that dragonling's day father," she had a soft voice.
"Well he made mine, I wasn't looking forward to driving Misty down to the dump with those bandits around," he turned to go back in.
"You know I..." she started to say.
"I wouldn't think of it Suesen, I would rather have rats then lose my little girl to murderious theives."

Meanwhile, Sir John walked into the taven, he wasn't looking when a dart wizzed pass his nose stright into the center of the dartboard.
"Watchout!" Burriden shouted.
"Getting deadly with darts I see," John laughed.
Burriden didn't see what was so funny, "you know we are going to have to hike through the gordge. Unless you had better luck."
"No one I've met has anything that could fly two people," John replied, " the good news is we have enough coin to buy a flying machine now, if we found someone who makes them."
"Ifs don't work for us... it'll take days to walk across that gourge, days we don't have..." Burriden was obviously upset, "My sister is waiting for us!" he slammed his dagger into the table. Everyone looked up a moment at the angery elf.

[DogEye]

"Calm down Burriden," John smiled, "It'll be alright, I'm sure you sister is okay."
"For now," Burriden scowled.
"Yes well, i'm heading to the josts, it is the last place i can check... maybe you can go around the outskirts of the fest and find someone there," John started out the door, "Er... after you calm down a bit."

Two men dressed in leather entered the bakery, they seemed to be nothing more then travlers stocking up on some supplies. Concurn made sure he wasn't seen gobbling the rancid bread and making "rat samwiches" out of any unfortaniate rodent that wandered by. It was quite for a few minutes when...
"Murders! Murders! Murderious feinds!" Suesan came screaming out, "Death to you! May death strike you!" She screamed in fear as the two men surounded her.
Concurn had only heard fear like that once in his life, he took one last bite of bread before he peered around the corner to see Suesan struggle desperately to get away.
"Get away! Stay away!" Suesan continued to scream.
Concurn saw enough, "I can take those bad people." He thought as he lunged out of hiding dropping his guise. The men only got around to stabbing Suesan once in the shoulder before being ambushed at full speed by a young bronze dragon. Concurn surprised himself with how quickly he killed the two men by crushing them.
"Oh no Concurn! You have to get out of here fast," Suesan said worried grasping her shoulder. Concurn growled softly acting concerned with her shoulder.
"Concurn, they will think it was you! don't worry I'll be fine..." Suesan tried to explian but he just wasn't listening. It wasn't untill the knights and guards appared hurrying over to aid that he suddenly understood... but it was just a bit too late.

[DogEye]

Concurn was lucky that the knights where still too far away to charge him before he took flight, but it didn't stop the guards from useing thier bows. the guards took aim for his wings, if he couldn't fly he couldn't get away.
"Oh no, sky knives" Concrun struggle to keep aloafed, "Please don't hit me in the eyes!" Concurn put his front claws up close to his eyes, he'd rather have his feet injured then be blind. several arrows hit his left wing and shoulder before he got managed to fly far enough away to land without anyone following him, no one would go too close to the gourge. His wing ached badly as several arrows showed themselves lodged between the scales causeing small trickles for blood to run out. It was so bad he couldn't close his wing completely. He looked carfully at one he could reach and decided to try to pull it out... he griped it with his beak and yanked it.
"ROOOOUUURRRWWW"
it came out, but it hurt alot more not to mention bleed more.
"errrr, maybe i shouldn't pull them out," Concurn made a point not to pull out any more and start looking for a place to hide... Still having arrows in his wing wasn't comfertable. it took awhile but he found a small cave that still was big enough to hold a dragon with a wing that wouldn't close up completely.

John looked around at the emty jousting ring... "This is odd... a few minutes ago you could harly move... am I late?"
"I wonder is a time wizard is playing tricks and decided to send me into the future before all of..." John wondered just as he spotted a little kid rushing away.
"Hey wait! what happened!?" he shouted at the kid.
The kid turned around, "Mister! A dragon attacked the bakery by the edge of town! a great big copper one!"
"A dragon?" John said questionably.
"Yes yes a big copper one! The guards chased it off now but not before it killed the old baker and two men." The kid jumped and ran off, "It took off towards the hills! I'm going to get my sword and help slay it!"
John began running towards the edge of town, sure enough there was a crowd gathered. He watched as they took a body out of the bakery. John suddenly got a courious look in his eyes and walked up to the bakery's door and rubbed the door frame.
"Horrible site, isn't it..." a guard said walking to him, "Never thought we had a dragon around here."
"The old man... you found in dead in the bakery?" John asked.
"Yep, and then two men outside..." he answered, "We saw the thing just before it was able to kill the daughter, she is still in fright."
"Fire breather?" John asked.
"Not sure, i think it knew it was out numbered, so it flew of towards the hills. Knights are planing on going after it later." the guards said.
"How many horns did it have?" John asked still running is fingers aginst the door frame.
"um two, i think... what kind of question is that?" the guard looked surprised.
"Oh, I've slayn dragons before... just wondering what it looked like," John replied.
"Oh well then, it was huge, bronze in color, two horns i belive... very strong flyer. Dam beast took a bunch of hits in the wing and still was managed to fly away." the guard was happy to give a discription.
"hmmm, and this girl?" John asked.
"In care of the mage... her shoulder got torn up... poor thing keeps mumbling about murderious things and the bronze dragon," the guard looked around, "Well, looks like we got this pretty much cleaned up. I better go and rally everyone... i think the joust will be postponed. Er... the dragon took off towards the gourge of you want a head start on its hide..."
John smiled as the guard walked away, picking his fingers off the undamaged framework of the door, and then shot off in the direction of the tavern.

[DogEye]

/ooc can someone just post an /ooc comment about the story line, a question, or something at random so i don't feel so... alone? plz? Someone? Anyone? Evil pet rock? /end ooc plead

"Burriden! Burriden!" John rush into the tavern, not seeing his elven freind he looked around, "Burriden?... anyone see where a elf about yea high black hair, yellow eyes, wearing leather went? Kinda grumpy?"
The bar tender looked up, "he stormed out a few minutes ago saying something about a dam childish knight."
John hestated a second, "... yep that's him..."
"think he went to finnd some real grub... just between you and me... i don't blam him, our cook is blind in the right eye..." the bar keep continued..
"Um... yeah i need to go find him... see you all later..." John knew that it was going to lead into a story he didn't want to here, "Thanks."
"If i was Burriden... where would i be fuming..." John turned the corner to see Burriden sitting up agianst a tree eating some bread and a hunk of cheese with his dagger.
"Burriden!" John called out.
"What is it this time," Burriden grumbled slicing off some more cheese to eat.
"I think I know where we can get a lift across the gorge!" John said excitily.
"What? How? Where?," Burriden stood up and quickly dropping his food.
"I'll explian on the way, but we need to get to the grouge fast before the other knights do..." John answered.
"Okay just one second," Burriden quickly picked up the bread and cheese and shoved it in his bag, "Okay lets go..."

[DogEye]

/ooc you guys are aware that this is the RPT forum and this is a RPT and you can... you know make a toon and join in seeing that... you... you know read the first post for the rules? right? =P /end ooc semi rant.

John and Burriden walked along the gourge, John was like a little boy running up and looking into every cave and crevase.
"Okay you have yet to tell me... what are we looking for?" Burriden seemed irrated.
"A dragon," John replied.
"A dragon," Burriden replied.
"yeah a bronze one," John added.
"Okay so we are looking for a dragon, should'n't the owner of the dragon tell you what cave he kept it in..." Burriden asked.
"Um this dragon doesn't have an owner..." John explianed, " a guard told me it came this direction after they chased it off..."
"Okay why did they chase it off?" Burriden asked slightly more irrated but now joining in the hunt.
"They think it killed a few people," John answered.
"Wait," Burriden stopped abrutly, "You're saying we are looking for a dragon... That KILLS People?!?"
"It only killed two," John replied and then added, "But it was protecting a girl from murderiers."
"Okay so you talked to the girl," Burriden asked.
"No..." John replied.
"Then how the HELL did you come to the conclution that it was protecting her?!" Buriden shouted, "for all you know it was deciding how to roast her!"
"Listen Burriden, i know what i'm talking about. the murdered the old man in the bakery, even if a dragon went in guised it would've had to leave the building in dragon form... the building was undamaged so the two men outside that where crushed to death must've been the real murderers... from the discription the dragon is probably a juvenial and was unaware it was that strong... now you going to help me find this ride so we can get to your sister?" John stated in frusteration.
"Okay," Burriden started to help look agian, "But i still think this is stupid and won't end well..."

[DogEye]

/ooc yeah this one i plan on repling to myself till it ends if no one wants to join, so it'll be a good story if nothing else... Demonic aid i might reserect with clearer rules, but we'll see where the story of Dema goes...Hers is a story that was to be interwoven with another... /shrugs and end ooc

Concurn wings hurt to much for him to get any real sleep not to mention the fear of the knights coming to get him in his sleep, most of the blood was now hardened and it's acidy slowly burned away at the arrows... they would take months to disolve though... he wasn't a hatchling anymore. Still he was able to doze off untill some not so stealthing clanking of armor came within ear shot of him followed by voices.
"Hey, it must've came this way, look at the blood stains in the dust," John pointed out a small redish brown trail.
"And how do you know it wasn't an unfortanit travler?" Burriden stated still not likeing the idea of trying to "tame" a wild dragon.
"I bet he is in that cave," John pointed to a cave nearby and started to run towards it like a small boy.
"Wait... You said you think it might be able to breath fire...yes?" Burriden said.
"Yeah... why?" John replied half way to the enterance.
Burriden paused before saying, "Oh nothing..."
John continued to the enterance, sure enough Concurn looked back at him...
"Except if they DO breath fire... that is normally thier primary defence if they are cornered... in I don't know..." Burriden continued to say just as a John ran back because of a sprot of flames consumed where he WAS standing.
"A CAVE!" Burriden scowled back a John who was now slightly singed but okay, "Your lucky your reflexes are in better shape then your mind..."
Concurn came out detrimed to drive them away so they couldn't see where his next hideing spot would be.
"See, I told you... he is just a little guy," John pointed at Concurn with his sword.
Burriden's eyes widened just as he grabed Johns arm and pulled him behind a nearby boulder just as concurn made another shot with his fire breath.
"THAT'S NOT... LITTLE!" Burriden yelled.
John peered around the boulder sympithicly, "For a dragon... it is..."