[RP] The Battle Of Legends (needs 8 characters in total)

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** January 29th, 2007, 2:10 pm

I'll join in.

Klinkin, the Inventor
Age: 30
God: Saradomin
Race: Half-Celestial Human, but with a tint of elfish blood
Element: Fire

Equipment:
Klinkin's Suit (Special suit of armor, explained in its own section)
Hand-and-a-Half sword (6 feet long, nice and powerful, about equal to a dragon longsword in power.)
Heavy Rotary Crossbow (Again, has its own section)
Backpack (Contents described below)

Klinkin, the Inventor was a mild-mannered boy growing up in a small village. As a child, he didn't bully anyone, but no one bullied him, either. Being physically intimidating, the dumb kids left him alone, while the smart kids left him alone because he could beat them in any subject. Blessed with a naturally high intelligence and strength, he was one of the kids expected to go far. At age 18, he left the village to become a blacksmith. After a four year apprenticeship, he became a master with his final apprentice project, his sword. Crafted out of a rare bluish alloy (OOC: Not rune, but titanium), he then started smithing for the masses. His weapons and armor were of masterwork quality, and he saved up his money for his largest piece ever: his own, personalized armor. One full year it took to make, using methods he himself invented, and it took more metal than ten normal suits of armor. With a crossbow fused to one arm and a gauntlet on the other, he set out at 25 to become an adventurer. 5 years he has been traveling the world now, and he is past his prime but getting ready to retire...yeah, right. Two years ago, a horrific accident with an evil mage known as Malvernis, some divine intervention, and a close scrape with the powerful balors of the lower planes, left him bestowed with wings like an angel's. However, becoming a half-celestial being has cost him his humanity. He is cold, calculating, and a fearsome warrior on the battlefield, but takes everything very seriously.

Physical Description:
Klinkin is a mighty six feet, ten inches tall, and has bright blue eyes. Ever since he got wings, the whites of his eyes have become gold, and the irises are fading. When they are completely faded (in other words, the end of his life), he will truly become an outsider and join the rest of the angels at Saradomin's side. He rarely is seen completely outside his armor.

Klinkin's Suit:
This mighty suit of armor is part of why Klinkin survived the fight with the mage. Made of an alloy of titanium known as titanite, it naturally repels pure blasts of magic. It is insulated against extreme temperatures, and resistant to acid. The armor does not conduct electricity, and therefore does not rust. It is airtight, with a bottle on infinite air (courtesy of the Wizard's Guild) inside the helmet. With all these abilities, however, the inch-thick plating weights over 45 kilograms (100 pounds), and has few joints. Movement is very restricted, and spellcasting is limited to small, non-offensive spells. A black cape, made of a chainmail and mesh of the metal, protects the few weak spots in the back. The armor grants practical invulnerability to magic, slashes and stabs. The biggest weakness is that it only provides token defense against bludgeoning weapons.

Heavy Rotary Crossbow:
Fused to his left arm, this ranged weapon is Klinkin's own design. An upgrade to both the repeating crossbows of the gnomes and the metal-limbed crossbows of the dwarves, this arbalest is a powerful tool. The bolts are fed into the bow by a rotating cylindrical magazine of ten, while all the person has to do is pull a slide on the bottom back to reload. The rate of fire from this is very good, and the damage is excellent. However, the string, made of metal wire, may snap. Klinkin carries ten magazines of normal bolts and one magazine of flaming bolts, as well as assorted other loose bolts, and three strings. The bow can be barrel-loaded.

Backpack Contents:
Crossbow ammo as described above
Crossbow-compatible grapnel with 100 feet of chain
10 pounds of random metal nuggets
1 small swamp gas-powered welding torch
Other assorted travel items

Half-Celestial:
Being a half-celestial, Klinkin can cause an orb of light to appear and direct it mentally. He can also cause objects to emit light. This is the limit of his spellcasting in his armor.

Joel · **Posted:** January 29th, 2007, 6:20 pm

Tahu 1000 wrote:

Backpack Contents:
1 small swamp gas-powered welding torch

You'll need a permit, and a Ogre Bellows to go along with that, and I don't see one of those in your inventory....

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** January 30th, 2007, 3:14 pm

OOC:
1. A permit? What for?
2. No, I only need bellows for REFILLING it. Am I going to be doing that in the middle of a battle?

So anyway, where does my character fit in?

Jkizer · **Posted:** February 3rd, 2007, 10:38 am

OOC: where eva you want its your character but make sure no god modding ect,

BIC: As joey was wondering through the labringhth he spotted a Saridomin Warrior killed and burnt by the King black dragon. As he was walking a Holo appeared infront of him. "Go to the centre and i will give you a task there" So joey followed the lane towards the middle and saw a Tramp asking for food. So he gave him some bred and then he changed to the Holegram. "well done youung grasshopper" and gave him a ancient staff and book. He was told to learn the magic and was teleported out of the labringth.

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** February 5th, 2007, 3:01 pm

Lesser demons were simple fodder for great wars. So why was Klinkin stuck fighting them? Because for some reason no one else was. That was not good. While he was stuck in this volcano, other demons might be running loose.

Stip45 · **Posted:** April 4th, 2007, 7:24 pm

Heh, I'll be joining, too... *attempts resurrection*

Name: Shadow
God: None
Element: Life
Gender: Male
Race: Shadow-Human (See Other for info)
Alignment: Neutral
Age: Appears 17

Appearance: Shadow has pure black hair that catches not a single piece of light. He stands 1,90 meters tall, and has menacing, red eyes. He wears no armor at all, which enables him to move faster.

Weapons: Staff of Life, a staff that makes him more able to channel and control his powers, enabling him to use them more effectively. The staff looks like any other, but has a large diamond of the purest white on top instead of an orb.

Abilities: Can make ANY substance of any size come to life, and can choose whether he controls it or not. Shadow also possesses the ability of Shadow Walking, which enables him to move from one shadow to another in an instant, using them as teleporters of sorts. He also has the self-created ability of Shadow Summoning, which allows him to use his life magics if he is against a vertical object in shadow form.

Personality: Shadow can be very arrogant, yet friendly as well. He is also very apathic about the question of life and death. Shadow is also very self confident of his powers, and is almost certain there is no force that could stop him from using them. He can also appear insane at times.

History: Shadow was born in the Shadow Realm, though his parents were sent into the real world to try and establish alliances with the normal creatures. They set up an alliance with the remaining of Armadyl, fighting for them in exchange of a place to populate in the real world.

Seven years this alliance lasted, until a corrupt priest became the head of the Armadyl religion. The priest, who was actually in service of Zamorak but had not made any connections to his religion since becoming a priest of Armadyl, ordered every single one of the shadow inhabitants of the lands to be exterminated. Shadow, in his fear of death, unlocked his dormant abilities of his race while running for the warrior monks, transforming into a shadow before their eyes. In anger of the loss of his friends and family, Shadow disintegrated the shadows of the priests, causing them to mutate into monstrous beings. Scared of what he had done, he transformed back into human form, and ran away in utter confusion.

Later, he was adopted by a clan known for their practice of Life magic; the ability to bring substances to life and return the deceased. Because of his race, Shadow had shown exceptional talent in the magical area, though he also showed to have a complete lack for the art of close-range combat, never winning a single match against any enemy when wielding a sword, yet never losing when using his magical abilities. The people from this clan also named him Shadow, because of his ability to transform into one.

Another ten years passed, and Shadow had mastered every aspect of both his unique shadow powers, as well as mastering each aspect of the studies of Life magic, designing some combinations between the two on his own to create his unique ability; Shadow Summoning.

As a test whether he had really mastered the powers as Shadow said he did, the clan leader challenged him to a fight. Though Shadow had mastered the process of bringing substances to life, he still lacked on the control part, and against his will, Shadows own summon killed the entire clan, making him the last with the knowledge of Life magic. Even though he thought he saw a few escape the event, it seemed too unlikely for Shadow that those ideas were real, and dismissed them for hallucinations, for he hadn't seen a single one ever since the incident. In his dying breath, the leader told him to live on, as well as the location of the clans Staff of Life to increase his power over the abilities.

Later he mastered everything the Life clan could offer him, even upgrading the Staff of Life to a greater level to increase his power, but the loss of his clan completely corrupted his mind, and Shadow now lives only for himself, caring about no-one else unless they can offer him more power.

Other: Shadow-humans are creatures with the rare power to manipulate shadows at will. they can use them for transport, as a defence, and even become one. When they are in shadow form, they are immune to any physical attacks, though there has to be light for them to return to their normal form. This ability is rare even for Shadow-humans.

Because he has a complete lack of melee combat experience, he is an easy foe once he depletes his magical power, which is drained from physical stamina.

IC: "Do you need any help?"

Shadow left the dark corner of the volcano he arrived in to find new materials, and found a single warrior batteling with many demons. He looked into one of the demons faces. "Interesting, I appear to have the same color of eyes..." As the demon was about to strike, the diamond on Shadows staff began to glow, and a large wall of volcano soil appeared between the two. "...Kill him." Shadow spoke, as the wall encircled, and then crushed the demon. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, the name is Shadow, the Summoner of Life."

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** April 5th, 2007, 12:30 pm

IC:
As Klinkin was continuing to fight demons, he saw a wall of lava suddenly appear around one of them. Hearing someone mutter "...Kill him", Klinkin, turned and saw the person commanding the lava. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, the name is Shadow, the Summoner of Life," said the person. "Behind you," was Klinkin's only comment as he shot a demon creeping up on Shadow from behind. "I'm Klinkin, nice to meet you."

aggi mar · **Posted:** April 21st, 2007, 10:22 am

I'll join aswell.

Name:Illidan
Gender:Male
Race:Half-elf,half-human
God:Saradomin
Age:31
Element:Air

Equipment:
A Dragon scimitar, a poisened dragon dagger, a crystal crossbow and full Saradomin armor.

Background:
Illidan was an outcast ever since he was born, being a cross-breed between an elf and and and a human.
His father was a fremennik and his mother a wood elf. When he was born they were forced to go into hiding.
When Illidan was three his father was killed by his own people for running away.
When he was six his mother died fomr poison inflicted by a zamorakian monk.
Swearing on the moon and stars to avenge his parents deaths he took the road of the warrior.
Taught by a lone priest he learned to respect Saradomin and to fight in his name and his glory.
At the age of 26 he had become a Saradomin knight and fought valiantly against Zamoraks horde.

Five years later his mentor was killed along with his best friend. Now he is on the path of revenge, searching the world for the man who killed them and the ones who killed his parents...

Appearance:
Long dark hair, sharp cold blue eyes, tall and muscular and his face is covered in scars from old battles.
One big scar on his chest that goes from his left shoulder down to his right hip.[/size]

aggi mar · **Posted:** April 21st, 2007, 10:25 am

IC: As Illidan entered the volcano, he heard talking and then a roar from demons. He ran towards the voices and saw a huge wall of lava surround one demon. "whoa"...he muttered..."What is going on here" He asked the two..

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** April 21st, 2007, 12:02 pm

Klinkin was surprised to see yet another person coming down the rope. And, to top it all off, it was another follower of Saradomin. He looked strong enough to handle a few demons, freeing Klinkin to go fight something more dangerous. Maybe Shadow could help with that King Demon said to be rampaging around?
"What is going on here?" asked the stranger.
"What's going on is that now that a replacement is here, I can go on the search for that King Demon planning to take over the world. I hear he's north of Varrok. Good luck with the demon fodder! Hey, Shadow, can you fly, by any chance?"

Stip45 · **Posted:** April 21st, 2007, 1:03 pm

"Not really, but I can use shadows as a way of transportation, allowing me to go anywhere where a shadow is, without having to use runes for it. But I could use this ground I've just created as a levitating platform as well, which comes as close as flying where I go. Why did you ask anyway?" Shadow spoke, as the wall of magma went liquid again.

aggi mar · **Posted:** April 22nd, 2007, 4:58 am

"Good luck with that" Illidan said to the warrior. "I'll hanlde things down here then."

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** April 22nd, 2007, 5:04 pm

"I ask because you might be helpful in slowing down that demon. So, basically, you can fly? Good. Let's go."
And with that, Klinkin spread his wings, flapped once, and flew out of the volcano, with Shadow levitating behind.

Stip45 · **Posted:** April 24th, 2007, 12:25 pm

Shadow quickly waved his hand over his staff as he was about to leave the volcano, causing the creation of an extra layer of magma underneath his current platform, the heat not touching him, but going around him as a shield. "So all you need me for is to smash some pathetic demon? Didn't I just kill one a moment ago without the slightest hint of effort?" he asked. If this man was truly that weak, he didn't deserve to live in his opinion, though he decided to first take a look at the oversized imp the man was so dramatic about before he'd take actions.

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** April 24th, 2007, 1:17 pm

Hearing that snide comment, Klinkin replied "No, not one like the one you just killed. You saw I was taking those out as well with little difficulty. I'm talking powerful enough to give balors nightmares. The Demon King, Lord of the Abyss, Price of Darkness, whatever you want to call him, is probably the most powerful demon currently living. They say he's the favored of Zamorak himself. To him, these lesser demons are as weak as imps or goblins to us."

Just then, the whole mountain shook. A booming voice called out "WHO ARE YOU CALLING AN OVERSIZED IMP, MORTAL?"

Stip45 · **Posted:** April 24th, 2007, 1:31 pm

As if he didn't notice the rumbling mountain, Shadow casually shrugged. "Are you deaf too? I believe I called you an oversized imp" he said raising an eyebrow. Again he wavered his hand over his staff, which caused rocks to throw themselves at the demon.

"And for your interest, imp, the name's Shadow, the last of the Summoners of Life."

OOC: Shadow's history is now in his bio.

~Stip~

sm12905 · **Posted:** April 24th, 2007, 7:42 pm

Can I join?

Tahu 1000 · **Posted:** April 25th, 2007, 7:03 am

OOC: Make a character.

BIC: The demon blinked, and the rocks crumbled into dust. "You really don't want to antagonize him, Stip. He's a bit touchy, and he definitely can cause trouble." With that, Klinkin started to mutter an incantation. His crossbow started to glow orange, and the string snapped back from the limbs as they started to rotate.

sm12905 · **Posted:** April 25th, 2007, 8:27 am

my character:

Name: well, he actually has three names, and the closest approximation of his first name when translated to human languages, is “Albert”.
Gender: male
Age:150
God: Armadyl
Race: pure Aviantese.

Equipment: Albert is commonly in the air from dusk to dawn, so he doesn’t carry that much equipment. He wears dragon chainmail with a dragon spear fused to the back, twin dragon shortswords, dragon plateskirt (wearing platelegs would completely mess up his landings), and a dragon square shield. He also carries an Aviantese warbow made by his great-grandfather. This bow increases the power of arrows shot out of it by encasing them in a magic spell.

Physical description: Albert is roughly 6 feet, 2 inches tall and lightly built. His wings spread nearly 12 feet. They taper to a point (similar to a falcon’s wing) giving him great maneuverability and a high maximum speed. His feet are birdlike, helping him to land and take off safely (but also preventing from wearing boots). His eyes are very good, allowing him to count the specks of dust floating in the air a hundred yards away.

Personality: Albert is very observant, noticing everything. He has average intelligence for his race, making him a genus by human standards. However, he isn’t very good at working with humans. He tends to be a bit jumpy, shooting (or stabbing) first and asking questions later, however, this is natural for his race. He knows that his race will die with him, so he hopes to make his race remembered.

Bio:
The last of a dying race, he was born in the temple of Icov and spent most of his life there. His parents died of old age, and he traveled away to the ancestral home of his people to mourn them. While he was gone, an evil monk took it over and attacked the shadow people. When a mysterious being known as “shadow” attacked the group, his best friend was killed. Her ghost warned him what happened, and by flying all day and all night, he reached the temple of Icov. There, he was able to rescue a few of the monks, but was forced to slay most of them. He has wandered about the world ever since.

IC:
The moss giant ran forward, not aware of the danger it was in. Albert spun suddenly into the air, his swords tracing spirals around him. The moss giant is probably still wondering what hit it. “That’s the last of them.” he though to himself, wiping the moss of his swords. “They won’t…" then he noticed a movement on the volcano. Two figures were preparing to attack a gigantic demon “A creation of Zamorak. Armadyl and Saridomin would both be pleased if I destroyed it.” he noted to himself, pulling out his warbow.

Stip45 · **Posted:** April 25th, 2007, 12:36 pm

OOC: Shadow didn't attack anyone, he just deformed his attackers >_> Or did you mean the Life clan?

And Tahu, he's called Shadow, and his USER is called Stip. :-s

IC: "Trouble you say? What I've seen from him so far is less then troublesome. Demons are of fire, right? So a mere creation of a water being should be able to annihilate him."

Following his words, he hovered over the ocean, and let the tip of his staff touch its surface. "...Vindo à vida" he spoke, as a pulse of the purest white emitted from the diamond tip, and enlightened the very top of the water for a split-second. " O mar da luz, destrói inimigos da mina" Shadow chanted, as a layer of water as thick as a human hair released itself from the water beneath it, and molded together to one point which was, due to drawing a layer of all the water on the planet to itself, rather large. "...Cascata." he finished, as the water flew above the demon, and dropped upon it all at the same time.

[RP] The Battle Of Legends (needs 8 characters in total)

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