Lands of the Damned [Event]
Jan 18, 2017 0:43:35 GMT -7
Post by ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ on Jan 18, 2017 0:43:35 GMT -7
Chapter 1: Forged
Act 1: "Waypoint! A Call Near Turquoise Wind..."
In an age where danger stalks every corner its hard for others to consider the belief they have to trouble them selves with others, and their issues. They don't... Nobody asks to be helpless. Nobody asks to have their future fractured in fate, then left to fend for the pieces in a fountain of their own tears. Thier life story put on halt or even an abrupt end to satisfy another seemingly more important matter. In a world where geniuses, protegees, future heroes as well as villains rise, a world where new and exciting things are being made each waking moment. It leaves some people wondering. What rally lies under all of that glory? The answer is usually dark for most, because they foolishly expect it. Its foolish to set yourself up for failure. Especially in this generation. This is, but an excerpt for a bigger picture though. Its hidden, in the blank canvas we call life. This is simply another one of its trials...
Off into the middle sector of Yuki no Kuni's landscape zones, a valiant woman desperately tread the snow in search for a safe heaven. She was alone. Nobody around to back her up from her mental fears. Her face distraught with stressful mental cues as she had a series of scenarios shifting in her mind. Huddled to herself to keep warm as the land was hitting a perfectly timed wind flare. No storms miraculously. A fading notion to what was to most likely come in the near future.
The sky was clouded up, mocking the sun daring to even get a mere stream of sunlight to shine on the cliff-beds below. A sea of white, traversing a paralleled alignment of mountains in which made a upside down arch in which could grab attention easily. Down below as a snow covered woodland area, its perimeter marked by a downward slope leading to a lake bank. Although one could take the oddly well taken care of pathway alone its western side if you were looking at it from said lake.
Arched Mountain Far-View
Westbound Mountain Pathway
This woman in question was at the top of this entire picture. She made her way through all the scenery simply to hunker down at this last minute cliff-end rendezvous point right passed the mountain arches. Reason being? Well there are many. Number one was that the sun was due to shine on this area first after it finishes scaling over the bunched clouds collecting space, therefore hindering the needed warmth. Secondly in case the help, if she even receives any may not be Yuki Locals, and would most likely enjoy a nice place to keep warm. So this spot was worth the journey considering the awaiting sun, and the nearby cave mouth that was already set up for an outpost anticipating a long wait.
Timeline was due, and this woman was way beyond the patient type. So in that regards her third reason was being able to get a birds eye view of two things. The near by Yuki bred city Yozamu that has been a main POI for latest odd sighting. Accompanied by the decent outlook on the here for nicknamed CurseZone that the Yuki locals have been barred from, due to safety worries spiking. Its dangerous out here right now, but where this woman decided to meet her hopefully soon arriving team of, who knows what is safer than most places right now.
She was highly capable of forming this sort of thing. Let alone having to prove it. Her expectations weren't high. She keeps those to herself as a reminder not everyone are equipped to handle a lot of situations. It helps her keep a level head when comrades or potential good friends die out in the field. It is a dark truth, but people like her aren't meant to last. She is one f the rare few, who are burdened to be able to.
With that addressed nothing was left, but the wait as the woman had reached her destination well before her assigned time for anyone that received her urgent fliers, pinned up or passed out through the various villages:
That message was rushed, sure but in the midst of preparing for this the woman didn't expect much time to care for the details. Her identity was well concealed her plain black mask and dark green hooded cloak flowing in the breeze. Her clothing was heavy, and rugged but highly necessary...at least for now. In general she wasn't the most easy going looking contractors, but she wasn't looking to be sweet and candy. No that metallic, clawed arm should be enough to tell that story. She was dressed like a raider if anything. Someone who goes through explosions, and blood pumping wars for a living.
Even through that soft bloodline traditional face of hers hidden behind the cloth made mask covering the lower half of her face. Her long graceful turquoise hair, was the main thing that stood out most likely. Her sharp, stern eyebrows and such gave her a menacing look all together. Regardless of that, and the replacement metal arm; she can digress. Only briefly though. Her meeting point flare beacon was lit in order to help her team come by. Hopefully this moment of truth, was worth every screaming second of it.
Roll Call: Spectre of the Falls(Kuroki) Spirit™ Necromancer of the West An'ei Sekitan Not Loki Kazu The Blind Beast
If I missed anyone please let me know immediately!
OOC: All of you have until next Wednesday to enter this thread. If all of you join before the deadline, then it starts immediately.
Act 1: "Waypoint! A Call Near Turquoise Wind..."
In an age where danger stalks every corner its hard for others to consider the belief they have to trouble them selves with others, and their issues. They don't... Nobody asks to be helpless. Nobody asks to have their future fractured in fate, then left to fend for the pieces in a fountain of their own tears. Thier life story put on halt or even an abrupt end to satisfy another seemingly more important matter. In a world where geniuses, protegees, future heroes as well as villains rise, a world where new and exciting things are being made each waking moment. It leaves some people wondering. What rally lies under all of that glory? The answer is usually dark for most, because they foolishly expect it. Its foolish to set yourself up for failure. Especially in this generation. This is, but an excerpt for a bigger picture though. Its hidden, in the blank canvas we call life. This is simply another one of its trials...
Off into the middle sector of Yuki no Kuni's landscape zones, a valiant woman desperately tread the snow in search for a safe heaven. She was alone. Nobody around to back her up from her mental fears. Her face distraught with stressful mental cues as she had a series of scenarios shifting in her mind. Huddled to herself to keep warm as the land was hitting a perfectly timed wind flare. No storms miraculously. A fading notion to what was to most likely come in the near future.
The sky was clouded up, mocking the sun daring to even get a mere stream of sunlight to shine on the cliff-beds below. A sea of white, traversing a paralleled alignment of mountains in which made a upside down arch in which could grab attention easily. Down below as a snow covered woodland area, its perimeter marked by a downward slope leading to a lake bank. Although one could take the oddly well taken care of pathway alone its western side if you were looking at it from said lake.
Arched Mountain Far-View
Westbound Mountain Pathway
This woman in question was at the top of this entire picture. She made her way through all the scenery simply to hunker down at this last minute cliff-end rendezvous point right passed the mountain arches. Reason being? Well there are many. Number one was that the sun was due to shine on this area first after it finishes scaling over the bunched clouds collecting space, therefore hindering the needed warmth. Secondly in case the help, if she even receives any may not be Yuki Locals, and would most likely enjoy a nice place to keep warm. So this spot was worth the journey considering the awaiting sun, and the nearby cave mouth that was already set up for an outpost anticipating a long wait.
Timeline was due, and this woman was way beyond the patient type. So in that regards her third reason was being able to get a birds eye view of two things. The near by Yuki bred city Yozamu that has been a main POI for latest odd sighting. Accompanied by the decent outlook on the here for nicknamed CurseZone that the Yuki locals have been barred from, due to safety worries spiking. Its dangerous out here right now, but where this woman decided to meet her hopefully soon arriving team of, who knows what is safer than most places right now.
She was highly capable of forming this sort of thing. Let alone having to prove it. Her expectations weren't high. She keeps those to herself as a reminder not everyone are equipped to handle a lot of situations. It helps her keep a level head when comrades or potential good friends die out in the field. It is a dark truth, but people like her aren't meant to last. She is one f the rare few, who are burdened to be able to.
With that addressed nothing was left, but the wait as the woman had reached her destination well before her assigned time for anyone that received her urgent fliers, pinned up or passed out through the various villages:
"High Reward, Risk Varies!!
"Anyone translating this, is viable to help somehow. Over in the land of Yuki here is a crisis that needs handling. This may not concern you, but there is also a high chance you are mistaken. Unless you want your villages to be cramped with Yuki immigrants its advised that some willing personnel contact the nearest bounty brokers, to get in contact with a meeting point for a raid going on three weeks from now. As many brave contributors willing to treat the cause is appreciated.
If you are worried about pay, then fear not. Completion of this task will reward to the highest level up in the millions. Many lives are at stake, and can escalate if not handled now. You're identity will be kept secret at all times, and any link to you working during this operation will be terminated for any means. Spread the word, and send as much as you are willing to take with you. Materials and information will be further passed out at the provided meeting point. Don't be late. This is a world altering event. Please act now!"
"Anyone translating this, is viable to help somehow. Over in the land of Yuki here is a crisis that needs handling. This may not concern you, but there is also a high chance you are mistaken. Unless you want your villages to be cramped with Yuki immigrants its advised that some willing personnel contact the nearest bounty brokers, to get in contact with a meeting point for a raid going on three weeks from now. As many brave contributors willing to treat the cause is appreciated.
If you are worried about pay, then fear not. Completion of this task will reward to the highest level up in the millions. Many lives are at stake, and can escalate if not handled now. You're identity will be kept secret at all times, and any link to you working during this operation will be terminated for any means. Spread the word, and send as much as you are willing to take with you. Materials and information will be further passed out at the provided meeting point. Don't be late. This is a world altering event. Please act now!"
That message was rushed, sure but in the midst of preparing for this the woman didn't expect much time to care for the details. Her identity was well concealed her plain black mask and dark green hooded cloak flowing in the breeze. Her clothing was heavy, and rugged but highly necessary...at least for now. In general she wasn't the most easy going looking contractors, but she wasn't looking to be sweet and candy. No that metallic, clawed arm should be enough to tell that story. She was dressed like a raider if anything. Someone who goes through explosions, and blood pumping wars for a living.
Even through that soft bloodline traditional face of hers hidden behind the cloth made mask covering the lower half of her face. Her long graceful turquoise hair, was the main thing that stood out most likely. Her sharp, stern eyebrows and such gave her a menacing look all together. Regardless of that, and the replacement metal arm; she can digress. Only briefly though. Her meeting point flare beacon was lit in order to help her team come by. Hopefully this moment of truth, was worth every screaming second of it.
Roll Call: Spectre of the Falls(Kuroki) Spirit™ Necromancer of the West An'ei Sekitan Not Loki Kazu The Blind Beast
If I missed anyone please let me know immediately!
OOC: All of you have until next Wednesday to enter this thread. If all of you join before the deadline, then it starts immediately.