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Granted or negated Wishes / Alignments
« on: March 13, 2002, 10:50:35 pm »
Will there be any alignments on Planeshift, cause i think it would be cool to have wars like good versus evil. man that would be tight... 
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Collaborative Stories / Quest for the ShadowLife
« on: March 13, 2002, 10:36:47 pm »
The Elf everyone calls Elrick stands on a bench looking at a crowd. Elrick scans the crowd intently looking for those special few who he knew would be the ones he was looking for.
\"I am going on a quest, a dangeroud perilous quest. A quest for something only told in children\'s stories as they go to sleep. A quest for the ShadowLife!\" Elrick stops to let this settle in into the crowd. scattered gasp and members come from the crowd. \"The ShadowLife, for those of you who don\'t know, Is a device that lets one control Shadow Magiks and energy, giving them almost absolute power. I need party members. Who will join me?\"
\"I am going on a quest, a dangeroud perilous quest. A quest for something only told in children\'s stories as they go to sleep. A quest for the ShadowLife!\" Elrick stops to let this settle in into the crowd. scattered gasp and members come from the crowd. \"The ShadowLife, for those of you who don\'t know, Is a device that lets one control Shadow Magiks and energy, giving them almost absolute power. I need party members. Who will join me?\"
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) / The Rouge Elf
« on: March 13, 2002, 03:15:05 am »
In a tavern in the dark slums of the great underground city of Yliakum a young Elf sits drinking an ale. \"What the heck was I thinking getting myself into this. They have never done anything for me, never ever treated me with respect. But when they\'re all in trouble who did they turn to? Me.....\" The Elf says to himself slowly sipping the last of the ale. \"Bartender?\" He says holding the empty glass up. The small drawven bartender walks up and refills the Elves\' bottle.
\"Whats your name son?\" The dwarf says trying to make some conversation. The young Elf looks over to a poster of an Elf with spikey silver hair and a grim look on his face reading: \"WANTED dead or alive, Raeon Volune. Wanted for Assassination and Robbing.
\"My name is R-\" the young Elf stammers trying to think quickly of a lie. \"My name is Rylock.\"
\"Rylock eh?\" The bartender replies. \"I didn\'t wanna say this when you came in but you look alot like that wanted fellow...Wass his name?\"
\"Raeon.\"
\"Yeah, Raeon. If I didn\'t know any better I woulda thought that you was him.\"
\"Yeah, I get that all the time....\" The Elf says nervously
\"Well, here ya go buddy, this ones on the house.\" The Dwarf says handing the young Elf his drink.
Just then a rough looking Enkidukai holding a strange looking bag slowly walks into the bar. The Enkidukai takes a seat next to the Elf.
\"Raeon.\" The Enkidukai whispers. \"I got the spellbook.\" The Enkidukai opens the bag showing a large book glowing an eerie, dull, reddish glow.
\"Finally,\" Raeon whispers back sigh deeply \"I think they\'re starting to recognize me....We better get going Jemlir.\" Raeon gets up from his seat and leaves some gold peices behind for the bartender. The two leave the bar walking through the streets of the slum.
\"Now all we need is the sword, and the two Gem stones.\" Jemlir says happily \"Come on Raeon cheer up, this journeys almost over...\"
\"But it\'s not over yet.\" Raeon sighs yet again shaking his head. \"I don\'t know why I get myself into this stuff. The village treats me like some.........like some peice of trash. But when a deadly plauge strikes, who do they turn to Jemlir? Me.....And I accepted.\"
Jemlir opens his mouth to talk as a dagger comes streaking past his ear.
\"More bounty hunters....\" Jemlir groans.
\"Whats your name son?\" The dwarf says trying to make some conversation. The young Elf looks over to a poster of an Elf with spikey silver hair and a grim look on his face reading: \"WANTED dead or alive, Raeon Volune. Wanted for Assassination and Robbing.
\"My name is R-\" the young Elf stammers trying to think quickly of a lie. \"My name is Rylock.\"
\"Rylock eh?\" The bartender replies. \"I didn\'t wanna say this when you came in but you look alot like that wanted fellow...Wass his name?\"
\"Raeon.\"
\"Yeah, Raeon. If I didn\'t know any better I woulda thought that you was him.\"
\"Yeah, I get that all the time....\" The Elf says nervously
\"Well, here ya go buddy, this ones on the house.\" The Dwarf says handing the young Elf his drink.
Just then a rough looking Enkidukai holding a strange looking bag slowly walks into the bar. The Enkidukai takes a seat next to the Elf.
\"Raeon.\" The Enkidukai whispers. \"I got the spellbook.\" The Enkidukai opens the bag showing a large book glowing an eerie, dull, reddish glow.
\"Finally,\" Raeon whispers back sigh deeply \"I think they\'re starting to recognize me....We better get going Jemlir.\" Raeon gets up from his seat and leaves some gold peices behind for the bartender. The two leave the bar walking through the streets of the slum.
\"Now all we need is the sword, and the two Gem stones.\" Jemlir says happily \"Come on Raeon cheer up, this journeys almost over...\"
\"But it\'s not over yet.\" Raeon sighs yet again shaking his head. \"I don\'t know why I get myself into this stuff. The village treats me like some.........like some peice of trash. But when a deadly plauge strikes, who do they turn to Jemlir? Me.....And I accepted.\"
Jemlir opens his mouth to talk as a dagger comes streaking past his ear.
\"More bounty hunters....\" Jemlir groans.
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