Magellan

Isielin heard the crunch of dirt underfoot as the light grew closer. She slunk stealthily around the edge of the building, to a shadowy spot that perfectly hid her while giving her a good view of the road. She reached down and withdrew a knife from her boot. The only thing she knew about Ul'dah was it was famed for its wealth. And where there was wealth; brigands usually flourished too. When the dim silhouette carrying the torch passed by her, she stepped onto the path; "Who goes there?" she called.

Same! I wouldn't be able to join yet. ; ; It would be something like this. 'A white mage is standing just barely out of sight however the facial features and hair color are missing. You might respond with something like this. 'You are unsure of what this means and do not wish to ponder it any longer....' I had to read this post twice before I realized it was an anime reference lol I'll make a new thread once people are more comfortable. I've never started my own open RP thread, and I think it shows. The premise of this one is a bit restrictive. Our website also has a forum rp section, visible once you register. Perhaps we can do practice sessions ther (ppl might feel more comfortable with a smaller crowd) to help ppl come up with idea for their chars. They would be practice ones, so non-binding and non-canon

I had set the bulk of the forums to accessible only to registered users. When ppl register you will see a lot more options. I can set the permissions to 'all' if everyone prefers

"Victory belongs to the determined." - Isielin Danar'i House of the Falcon The falcon is a take charge type who does work well with others, despite thinking they know best. In good times, the falcon is very kind and supportive, and breathes a revitalizing energy into projects and relationships. In bad times, the falcon can become demanding, and lack the compassion necessary to undersatnd others shortcomings. Isielin is an embodiment of the spirit of the falcon.

((Yes all, please do jump in! We don't bite, though the chocobos might! If it makes it any easier; I know nothing of the lore, and have huge gaps in my char's backstory, so I'm just learning as I go and hanging on for the ride I'll even write an 'in' to give someone an opportunity to jump in ^^)) While Aldeus went to scrounge for food, Isielin puttered around the room. She shivered, and rubbed her arms with her hands. Sadie. If it was this cold indoors, what must it be like outside? With a determined nod, she headed out the door, back through the myriad hallways. If there were two things that didn't phase her, it was darkness and new places Even as a girl, she had excelled at tracking; under the tutelage of one Nigel Greenleaf, she had learned orienteering and scouting too; being lost was something that happened to other people. While passing by a cracked, grime-covered window, she happened to glance outside, and spotted what she was looking for. She hurried outside, after a few moment's struggle at the door. "Waaarkk?" Sadie blinked sleepily at Isielin's approach. Isielin made shushing sounds, and ran her hands through the bird's head feathers. She untied the faithful steed, and led her around the building, to the stables she had recently spied. Like most of the compound, the stables were in a state of heavy disrepair. The roof was caved in on one end, and the hay was... old. She sighed, and continued stroking the bird's feathers, while she fed her with rations from the saddle pack. Once fed, she led Sadie to the cleanest stall, and unpacked her own bedroll to throw over the bird's shoulders. "This is nothing like I expected it to be Sades," Isielin sighed. "I mean... just look at it, it's a dump! And there's nothing but sand for miles... there's so much work to be done. Aldeus seems nice," she finished with a shrug. Suddenly, she stiffened. Outside the compound, coming down the road, was a light. Was somebody headed in their direction?

If you need any help building up the website I would be more than happy to offer my services. I have built a few enjin websites before and am familiar with their control panel. More than one admin is a beautiful, glorious thing ;_; Gods bless you Nova...

Isielin put a hand to her mouth, and muttered a name under her breath. She shook off her pensive reverie, and bowed her head in mutual respect. "Apologies, Sir Aldeus; what a curious sight I must have made coming in here. I am unaccustomed to the harsh terrain of the desert. Tell me, if you would, about these Knights, for it was not the words alone that interested me, but also the meaning behind them."

Mwahahaha! All part of my evil plan >_>

Whoo! Welcome ^^ Please feel free to peek at our website (kxii.enjin.com) while keeping in mind it is VERY much still a WIP

Isielin gripped the sides of the bucket, a wild look in her eye as she swung her gaze in his direction; strands of hair dripped water all around her in a circle. She gasped, panting heavily until her breath returned. She... shouldn't have done that. How debase she must look like this, reduced to the instincts of an animal... She cleared her throat and stood. With a sweep she swung the bulk of her long hair behind her. If the man before her was bothered by the water droplets she had just sprayed into his face, he didn't show it; instead, he seemed to exude genuine concern and interest. With a deep breath she drew herself upright; "I am Isielin Danar'i, from the city-state Gridania and the Twelvewoods. I have come...," she paused, and frowned. "I don't know why I have come. I saw the letter by the side of the road, half buried in the dirt, and- there was just something about those words - something that led me here..." She shook her head. "I have heard these words before. I am sure of it. When and how I know not- I dislike mysteries, so I came to find an answer to it."

A bit taken aback, Isielin paused a moment to pluck a strand of silver-white hair from her brow. "Ah... uh..." she stammered, searching for words her parched throat refused to cough up. A coughing fit ensued instead, which seemed to spook the chocobo poking his head around the door. She pounded her chest until the fit subsided. Reaching into her jerkin, she withdrew the letter she had found several weeks ago; worn and tattered as it was. "I came because-" the coughed returned, strangling her words, flooding her mouth with the dry, arid atmosphere, "wa...ter," she rasped.

Isielin espied the dirt-caked, faded, sign outside the hall with a wary, inward groan. She had traveled far, and endured much, just to find this place, only to find it in such a state of disrepair as to suggest abandonment. Surely, there had to be someone inside? She cocked her head to one side and whacked her long, Elezen ear with a gloved hand. Dust, sand, silt; microscopic granular torture sifted off her in a lazy cloud. Her ride through the desert left her feeling grimy; she gritted her teeth and felt more sand pop between the molars. Why on earth would anyone live in the middle of so... much... sand? She hoisted herself off the back of her chocobo and left it tied up outside. It woudn't hurt to poke her head inside, if only to cool off in the shade until ready to ride again. Sweat dripped off her brow from the desert heat, and she could smell her own stench. With a sniff, her head held erect, and stiff leg muscles groaning from the lengthy ride, she strode up the steps and with as much dignity as she could muster and gripped the door with both hands and gave a tug. Several moments later, she was still pulling. By the gods who creates doors like this? she wondered, better yet, who USES doors like this? Frustrated, thirsty, and tired, she resorted to the best course of action when face when an unmovable hurdle. She kicked the door as hard as she could. A heavy, echoing clan resounded through the hall, followed moments later by a wild, savage cry; "By Nophica's scythe! I hate sand, I hate hot weather, and I hate stupid - impossible - obnoxious doors!"

I think we have some awesome, friendly people here. What a start!

Yay! I think Moon joined this site right around the same time i did good to see you I'm sure we'll be a group that looks out for one another

I taught myself acoustic guitar, which basically means i hit a hurdle probably not jumpable without professional instruction. Oh, and I play a mean slide-whistle. No joke

I will be working on a website, with Aldeus direction, that should provide more info and awesomeness in the days to come

Kupo!

Sorry to post this here, but can someone point me to race average lifespan? (Particularly Elezen) Can't seem to find it nowhere

Greetings Hilario!

Hi Mya, welcome to the RPC!

Welcome to both! I'm jealous you're already in game I think you'll find a friendly group here tho

I plan to come in as a new recruit

I have seen othersuch guilds from other games; some take a corporate approach, they buy off the marketplace in bulk, then resell at higher prices to try and earn a markup profit. Its all about making gold. Others I have seen take a more philanthropic approach; they learn to make, farm, and distribute goods at a fair price that benefits the entire community. Obviously, the latter is a much nicer concept. I think its certainly one worth trying

I don't think one has to worry about fitting their personal backstory to the linkshell's; as they can just come on as a new recruit.

Nah... they're just icebreakers mate. Now that we've gotten to know each other, and Nova's been fed.... (sort of) we'll be doubly as effective coming up with ideas and solving whodunnits. :thumbsup: