Availability: Open
Characters Involved: Wolftear
Location: East of Keltaris at the very start, but quickly moving as fast as feet can take him to Shim. Where main plot progression occurs
Summary: This plot is to give my new character a slow but exciting introduction to this universe. As far as what happens during the plot, I want to leave that mostly up to discussion because I want each of characters views on mine to be a means of how his character develops. I'm quite a solitary character by nature, so when people hear things about me, they are usually the opinion of someone else, I want this sort of thinking and presumption to develop my character. I have a clear outline of what I want my character to achieve and his goals and the like however, but this leaves a lot of space and direction to achieving those goals to fill in and I want your characters experiences to fill in those gaps.
The starting point of my plot here is set just after the episode revealed in my characters history which u can read in my application. there is an Npc called Kal involved with this atm and this plot will either see her become a large character associated with mine or not.
If you would like to join this plot please post your reply but also if you could write a very short paragraph describing how your character would initially meet mine on a one to one basis this would be awesome, I just want to sort out how my solitary character believably suddenly meets a big group of people and what sort of reaction I'm going to get from you.
Other Notes: If you could post a paragraph of in character material meeting wolftear for the first time just outside keltaris, have you heard about him somewhere before, is it a random encounter etc. anything goes after that, let me hear you ideas about how this plot should develop. Cheers
Link to thread===>Legend Without A Name
-Wolf
Legend without a name
Legend without a name
Last edited by Wolftear on Mon Apr 27, 2009 12:53 am, edited 1 time in total.
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
Wolf i would write Nia with you seeing as how I can see them as having some similarity as well as some differences that could make them fun to play together. The only problem is that t Nia lives in the woods between Marn and Shim which is like a weeks journey or more from keltaris. If you would like to solo play your way from Keltaris to Thar, I can join you but Nia isn't really the type of character to leave her home unless she is forced out of it.
I could see the two of them just bumping into each other in the woods and since they both kind of have that weird not quite human yet not quite animal thing going on, they might get along with each other.
Any ideas you might have, share them and maybe we can work something out.
I could see the two of them just bumping into each other in the woods and since they both kind of have that weird not quite human yet not quite animal thing going on, they might get along with each other.
Any ideas you might have, share them and maybe we can work something out.
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Re: Legend without a name
Hey Wolf I would write Adamas (As soon as he is approved) getting lost (like always) and running into ya. How he reacts is based on how useful your person is to him, most likely it's going to take a lot to convince him (fight).
There is no such thing as absolute good or evil in people. They're more like tossed salads. Some people have more tomatoes while others have more carrots.
Like life a story doesn't begin when you open the book, nor does it end when you close it.
Like life a story doesn't begin when you open the book, nor does it end when you close it.
Re: Legend without a name
yeah sounds good, i like the idea of a random meeting, might seem cliché, but could be quite intresting to see how their reaction would be to each other, and if your approved dark, could be a good common adversariy to add some intresting fights and drama 
-Wolf
-Wolf
Re: Legend without a name
Howdy. I like it, your history, and the intrigue. I've got goals of my own for Tolki, and oddly enough, it'd be really, really interesting for himself and Wolftear to meet. Anyhow, here's the first para, as I'd imagined it:
Travelling the trees, Tolki eye's scanned the immediate forest. It was day now, and his piercing black cloak made him seem like an odd thumb out. A sound from below, small, probably a bloody snake. He continued. This way of movement wasn't very fast, but it was preferred. Height is always an advantage, at what? He was unsure, but it sounded good enough to him, and reasonable. Suddenly braking, he stopped dead upon a loose branch. A break in the trees, and something was running. Fast, wild? He quickly shook his head a few times.
"Bloody hell. . ?"
It looked like a being that of cursed past. Intriguing. Had 'it' seen Tolki? If it's eyes had scanned his direction surely they would have. CRRRrrreAAAK The branch gave way, and he was on the ground.
"O hell, o hell, o hell."
The beast would surely hear that, and Tolki's eyes widened.
Sorry, got caught up. Bit more than a para.
Lemme know, Tolki
Travelling the trees, Tolki eye's scanned the immediate forest. It was day now, and his piercing black cloak made him seem like an odd thumb out. A sound from below, small, probably a bloody snake. He continued. This way of movement wasn't very fast, but it was preferred. Height is always an advantage, at what? He was unsure, but it sounded good enough to him, and reasonable. Suddenly braking, he stopped dead upon a loose branch. A break in the trees, and something was running. Fast, wild? He quickly shook his head a few times.
"Bloody hell. . ?"
It looked like a being that of cursed past. Intriguing. Had 'it' seen Tolki? If it's eyes had scanned his direction surely they would have. CRRRrrreAAAK The branch gave way, and he was on the ground.
"O hell, o hell, o hell."
The beast would surely hear that, and Tolki's eyes widened.
Sorry, got caught up. Bit more than a para.
Lemme know, Tolki
Re: Legend without a name
sounds good ^^
sry bout the latish reply, being studying for finals in may so been hard to get time to myseelf recently. Yeah i like you encounter. Also ive had a few more ideas of how the plot may develop.
Wolftears character is in need of something, what it is is not revealed at the beginning one, because i havent fully decided yet
but also i think its a good convincing way to get him motivated to be on the move and meet new people, even if not by choice in probably most cases.
So a destination is needed, somewhere to find what or who he is seeking, I also need someone/thing to stand in my way and the groups way as a whole for a little action purposes
I always beleive that it is the characters who shape the world they live in and since this is my first time in thar shaddin the characters i meet should shape the storyline of this plot.
As a starting point however, the point of this plot is to reveal bits and pieces of wolftears past, who he is and what his goals are.
Im going to post soon a sort of prologue to set up my character and anyone intrested in joining this thread id love to hear what you think and the direction the story is going in, any suggestions for changes/fixes etc.
As far as people who have replied so far
Niabi would love for you to write in this plot, think the interaction between two people who are kin to animals but are not actually animals, or who can be something else in your case would make for some good stories.
Tolki- your character sounds very intresting and could certainly make for some good storytelling about what happens next on that paragraph you just wrote. tell em what you think of the 'prologue' once i write it
Dark- Your character could potentially be the antagonist if youd take on that role?, someone to hinder my journey, or someone who is forced to help but not thru choice, let me know if your intrested?
-Wolf
sry bout the latish reply, being studying for finals in may so been hard to get time to myseelf recently. Yeah i like you encounter. Also ive had a few more ideas of how the plot may develop.
Wolftears character is in need of something, what it is is not revealed at the beginning one, because i havent fully decided yet
but also i think its a good convincing way to get him motivated to be on the move and meet new people, even if not by choice in probably most cases.So a destination is needed, somewhere to find what or who he is seeking, I also need someone/thing to stand in my way and the groups way as a whole for a little action purposes
I always beleive that it is the characters who shape the world they live in and since this is my first time in thar shaddin the characters i meet should shape the storyline of this plot.
As a starting point however, the point of this plot is to reveal bits and pieces of wolftears past, who he is and what his goals are.
Im going to post soon a sort of prologue to set up my character and anyone intrested in joining this thread id love to hear what you think and the direction the story is going in, any suggestions for changes/fixes etc.
As far as people who have replied so far
Niabi would love for you to write in this plot, think the interaction between two people who are kin to animals but are not actually animals, or who can be something else in your case would make for some good stories.
Tolki- your character sounds very intresting and could certainly make for some good storytelling about what happens next on that paragraph you just wrote. tell em what you think of the 'prologue' once i write it
Dark- Your character could potentially be the antagonist if youd take on that role?, someone to hinder my journey, or someone who is forced to help but not thru choice, let me know if your intrested?
-Wolf
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
little update, just afew ideas that came to mind
tolki i could meet you first, as in the way you described it, the fact is, i had been seeking you out tho you were rather difficult to find, and im not accustomed to hunting humans.
I was in need of a thief for a very specific purpose. Im a little offput by needing the help of someone else however which leads to things bein a little tense at first.
For whatever reason, you come with me and we head to naibi's home woods where another meeting can take place there? would mean that naibi would not be in the very beggining of the thread if thats alright?
-Wolf
tolki i could meet you first, as in the way you described it, the fact is, i had been seeking you out tho you were rather difficult to find, and im not accustomed to hunting humans.
I was in need of a thief for a very specific purpose. Im a little offput by needing the help of someone else however which leads to things bein a little tense at first.
For whatever reason, you come with me and we head to naibi's home woods where another meeting can take place there? would mean that naibi would not be in the very beggining of the thread if thats alright?
-Wolf
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
Sounding good, sounding good. Yeah, let's not reveal our whole plot yet, as I have ideas for Tolki himself.
Feel free to start the prologue for your chara, and I'll jump in shortly with mine. It's Tolki's first step outside the world of Shim, so the tenser the better. =) I believe it'd be safe to start our stories in the woods, you?
I think in a weird way these characters can learn from one another and work together pretty succesfully, after trust has begun building. . .
Or maybe Tolki will ruin it all?
Let's do this!
Feel free to start the prologue for your chara, and I'll jump in shortly with mine. It's Tolki's first step outside the world of Shim, so the tenser the better. =) I believe it'd be safe to start our stories in the woods, you?
I think in a weird way these characters can learn from one another and work together pretty succesfully, after trust has begun building. . .
Or maybe Tolki will ruin it all?
Let's do this!
Re: Legend without a name
Prologue - Legend Without a Name.
A brown, fuzzy patch of hair was visible through the thicket. Just a few strands of thick grizzly fur rose above the twisting branches and leaves which composed the undergrowth. It was all he needed. the way the hairs danced in the morning breeze, it differed in so many ways to the surroundings the hunter could not fathom why any creature sentient as he, could not distinguish between wood and animal. There was always more movement to something alive, the way its heartbeat pulsed below the surface, pushing against the wind. In contrast, woods bend with the wind, bend to natures will. Life by definition, tries to defy it. The animal stirred, a boar, by the hunters guess. Its height and the colour, the very texture of its skin suggested so. It would make a fine meal, once it had been caught and slain.
The hunter was there for one purpose, and that was to survive by killing. This was a fundamental rule of the natural world, and one he did not intend to pass. Especially when it meant a full belly for a week, longer if he could find the salts to preserve the kill, and renewed bindings for his sandals. Already he could easily make out the definition of his larger toes through the thinning material.
He silently took a ravensfeather arrow from its holster on his back. Notching the arrow upon his bow. The animal stirred, by its motion its head had lifted from its rummaging in the undergrowth. The hunter drew silent. His breath whispered to a crawl. He could not understand what had drawn its attention, he was downwind and to his knowledge, had not made a sound. After a few long moments had passed, he resumed his task. Putting real strength behind tail of the arrow, he drew back on the string. Painful creaking of wood strained echoed loud through the forest, or so it seemed to the hunter. This was the moment, the point in time which defined if the hunter would feast tonight or fall asleep to the painful torturing of hunger.
A let loose. The wind was cut as the arrow travelled towards its mark. A terrible scream rang throughout every fibre of the hunters body. The mark had struck, but too soon, he had thought himself much farther away from his mark than he had seemed. He intended to wait a few seconds more for that wonderful sound of his dinner falling the ground. Satisfied the hunter drew towards his prey.
Its unmoving body was clearly visible outside the patch of bracken the creature had been hiding in as it attempted to flee. Its failure was delight to the hunter, good food was rare when one was as poor and without estate as him. He looked upon the body with an almost childish glee. But that feeling was short-lived. He looked upon the arrow which had so valiantly struck its mark, clean in the neck, the quickest kill. The feather-tip was not black. Instead a brilliant clean white dazzled back at him in the early sunlight. His own arrow he then noticed, broken and torn in the bracken. It would have struck the wild pig, if only it had not moved to be killed by this other arrow.
And then it was there in front of him. A terrible wolf.
Hissing, it readied to tear into his own throat. A hunter itself, it knew how to deliver a quick kill also. But then he noticed its eyes, it brilliant dead eyes. Paralysed with fear, the great hunter could not move, nature had won this time. The great creature turned and as it did so, its great claw, nay, hand drew the young boar away. Its great strength making for little struggle in the young animal.
He was alone now, his kill, stolen and so had a little of his boldness. The idea of his mastery over the natural world was shattered somewhat. The hunter did all he could do, set camp for the evening and sleep. And so he did, but hoping for a deathly sleep, one which meant he did not dream of the terrifying events of the morn.
It was in the dead of night when he awoke. Groggily stirring, he realized he had been asleep for far too long and must start to move on, find something else to hunt. Before he could move, his sharpened senses made him aware of...something. It was not an actual noise as such, but a sort of tensing of the atmosphere, almost as if something was restraining itself from making its presence aware.
And then it was upon him again, that terrible, dead eyed wolf. Its snout inches away from his face as he lay in the leather-skin wrapping in which he had been sleeping. But then a new set of eyes appeared, different from those above the snout, these ones from below were not dead. They were very much alive, and human.
"What are you" The creature barked.
The hunter could not answer at first. But then he steadied himself and sat up. the creature drew back.
Indeed it was not a creature but a man, a man dressed as a creature. The man-creature looked at him with steady resolve, crouching with one knee down, one raised. The perfect position incase you need to make a quick exit the hunter knew from his training.
" I am a man" he replied in what seemed like a sensible answer
"No!, What do you do in your life, to survive in this world?" said the strangely dressed man
"I am a hunter, as you seen from earlier, I kill to live, but only lesser lives, I am no murderer and I hope you are not so inclined?"
"I need someone with different skills, skills i do not possess" replied the wolf-man
"And what skills do you seek, for surely you are a superior hunter than I, as I saw from your kill earlier, I would have said you stole my mark, but you simply got there before me, if only by seconds"
"I seek someone who can steal, someone who can steal for me."
"A thief?" suggested the hunter
"Yes, a thief, I have lost something, which was found by another and is now in the towns of men" the wolf man sternly said
"Well I am no thief, but perhaps you could try Shim, I hear the guards there are always ratting out..well street rats who pick the pockets of the fortunates"
"It is a long journey, but if it is as rife with thieves as you say, then I can surely find someone that is compatible" said the wolf-man
After a few seconds of silence and an uncomfortable twitching of the wolf-man's position
"Good fortune on your journeys" said the wolf-man weakly.
"Thank you, and by what name may I call my new unusual friend?"
"I have been called Wolftear"
He backed off into the shadows. The hunter never saw the strange man again.
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Let me know what you think, i set this up so i could bump into you tolki?
A brown, fuzzy patch of hair was visible through the thicket. Just a few strands of thick grizzly fur rose above the twisting branches and leaves which composed the undergrowth. It was all he needed. the way the hairs danced in the morning breeze, it differed in so many ways to the surroundings the hunter could not fathom why any creature sentient as he, could not distinguish between wood and animal. There was always more movement to something alive, the way its heartbeat pulsed below the surface, pushing against the wind. In contrast, woods bend with the wind, bend to natures will. Life by definition, tries to defy it. The animal stirred, a boar, by the hunters guess. Its height and the colour, the very texture of its skin suggested so. It would make a fine meal, once it had been caught and slain.
The hunter was there for one purpose, and that was to survive by killing. This was a fundamental rule of the natural world, and one he did not intend to pass. Especially when it meant a full belly for a week, longer if he could find the salts to preserve the kill, and renewed bindings for his sandals. Already he could easily make out the definition of his larger toes through the thinning material.
He silently took a ravensfeather arrow from its holster on his back. Notching the arrow upon his bow. The animal stirred, by its motion its head had lifted from its rummaging in the undergrowth. The hunter drew silent. His breath whispered to a crawl. He could not understand what had drawn its attention, he was downwind and to his knowledge, had not made a sound. After a few long moments had passed, he resumed his task. Putting real strength behind tail of the arrow, he drew back on the string. Painful creaking of wood strained echoed loud through the forest, or so it seemed to the hunter. This was the moment, the point in time which defined if the hunter would feast tonight or fall asleep to the painful torturing of hunger.
A let loose. The wind was cut as the arrow travelled towards its mark. A terrible scream rang throughout every fibre of the hunters body. The mark had struck, but too soon, he had thought himself much farther away from his mark than he had seemed. He intended to wait a few seconds more for that wonderful sound of his dinner falling the ground. Satisfied the hunter drew towards his prey.
Its unmoving body was clearly visible outside the patch of bracken the creature had been hiding in as it attempted to flee. Its failure was delight to the hunter, good food was rare when one was as poor and without estate as him. He looked upon the body with an almost childish glee. But that feeling was short-lived. He looked upon the arrow which had so valiantly struck its mark, clean in the neck, the quickest kill. The feather-tip was not black. Instead a brilliant clean white dazzled back at him in the early sunlight. His own arrow he then noticed, broken and torn in the bracken. It would have struck the wild pig, if only it had not moved to be killed by this other arrow.
And then it was there in front of him. A terrible wolf.
Hissing, it readied to tear into his own throat. A hunter itself, it knew how to deliver a quick kill also. But then he noticed its eyes, it brilliant dead eyes. Paralysed with fear, the great hunter could not move, nature had won this time. The great creature turned and as it did so, its great claw, nay, hand drew the young boar away. Its great strength making for little struggle in the young animal.
He was alone now, his kill, stolen and so had a little of his boldness. The idea of his mastery over the natural world was shattered somewhat. The hunter did all he could do, set camp for the evening and sleep. And so he did, but hoping for a deathly sleep, one which meant he did not dream of the terrifying events of the morn.
It was in the dead of night when he awoke. Groggily stirring, he realized he had been asleep for far too long and must start to move on, find something else to hunt. Before he could move, his sharpened senses made him aware of...something. It was not an actual noise as such, but a sort of tensing of the atmosphere, almost as if something was restraining itself from making its presence aware.
And then it was upon him again, that terrible, dead eyed wolf. Its snout inches away from his face as he lay in the leather-skin wrapping in which he had been sleeping. But then a new set of eyes appeared, different from those above the snout, these ones from below were not dead. They were very much alive, and human.
"What are you" The creature barked.
The hunter could not answer at first. But then he steadied himself and sat up. the creature drew back.
Indeed it was not a creature but a man, a man dressed as a creature. The man-creature looked at him with steady resolve, crouching with one knee down, one raised. The perfect position incase you need to make a quick exit the hunter knew from his training.
" I am a man" he replied in what seemed like a sensible answer
"No!, What do you do in your life, to survive in this world?" said the strangely dressed man
"I am a hunter, as you seen from earlier, I kill to live, but only lesser lives, I am no murderer and I hope you are not so inclined?"
"I need someone with different skills, skills i do not possess" replied the wolf-man
"And what skills do you seek, for surely you are a superior hunter than I, as I saw from your kill earlier, I would have said you stole my mark, but you simply got there before me, if only by seconds"
"I seek someone who can steal, someone who can steal for me."
"A thief?" suggested the hunter
"Yes, a thief, I have lost something, which was found by another and is now in the towns of men" the wolf man sternly said
"Well I am no thief, but perhaps you could try Shim, I hear the guards there are always ratting out..well street rats who pick the pockets of the fortunates"
"It is a long journey, but if it is as rife with thieves as you say, then I can surely find someone that is compatible" said the wolf-man
After a few seconds of silence and an uncomfortable twitching of the wolf-man's position
"Good fortune on your journeys" said the wolf-man weakly.
"Thank you, and by what name may I call my new unusual friend?"
"I have been called Wolftear"
He backed off into the shadows. The hunter never saw the strange man again.
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Let me know what you think, i set this up so i could bump into you tolki?
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
ok well the threads up and running now as you can see and should go check out. Ive posted up how my character is progressing towards shim. I ended up writing a lot more than i thought, but as i continued on the little story i had started just seemed to flow on for a while so i thought meh. and anyways, why split it up into individual posts just to prolong the process when i could write most of t there. I need one more post to write up my arrival in the woods between marn and shim and tolki if you could post one more post to setup why your in the woods etc , whatever u want tho, that would be awesome, then we can have our 'random encounter' ^^
Also, the plot is still pretty open ended but id ask if anyone wants to include the use of the 'cult' ive added to the storyline, could you post here first for discussion, pretty much anything else goes atm, anyone else wanting to join in there is plenty of opportunity atm so just post here and im sure we can work something out.
-Wolf
Also, the plot is still pretty open ended but id ask if anyone wants to include the use of the 'cult' ive added to the storyline, could you post here first for discussion, pretty much anything else goes atm, anyone else wanting to join in there is plenty of opportunity atm so just post here and im sure we can work something out.
-Wolf
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
So yeah, I will jump in after a while with Nia but I want to state here that there will be some guards somewhere in this thread searching for suspicious people as Nia and some wolf are wanted criminals.
Killer of Squirrels
Re: Legend without a name
alright niabi no problem, just jump in when you want to, plot pretty open atm.
-wolf
-wolf
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
Howdy.
Damn it finals. I've been feeling ya Wolf. I've been having to work like mad for preparation and final exams. So honestly I haven't had a good 30 mins to even write. I've got 2 chapters to read for History but i'll try n post tonight.
Thx for bein patient mate.
Tolk
Damn it finals. I've been feeling ya Wolf. I've been having to work like mad for preparation and final exams. So honestly I haven't had a good 30 mins to even write. I've got 2 chapters to read for History but i'll try n post tonight.
Thx for bein patient mate.
Tolk
Re: Legend without a name
its kl i know the pain lol. just post when you can.
History is written by the victorious, leaving margin for a league of the untold. Shed light on truths such as these and become as a living god. For truth is power, as power is the written word, tell then, the story of the forgotten...
Re: Legend without a name
K, got on last night. Was brainstormin with Nia somethin bad ass for Tolki, but it's gonna wait. We also decided that Nia's gonna go ahead and jump in 'for I post.