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[Ghazkull]

Chink little tip...while Bestellung means Order in english...it means order something from a delivery service   you propably meant Ordnung...which means Order in the sense of the Natural Order of Things.

[Chink]

Well, I know that, but I just thought that Bestellung sounded better than Ordnung.

[monk12]

Chosen apps, ho!

Spoiler: Anathema (click to show/hide)

Name: Anathema (Imprisoned Chosen of Chaos)
Gender: Male
Description: A tall, fair-skinned young warrior with long red hair and fierce green eyes. His mercurial moods make him prone to violent rages.
Background: Memories fade with the passing of ages, locked in the space apart from space. Anathema knows he once had a name, a family, a purpose. Memories flare and die away like sparks in the darkness. Brothers and friends, bleeding their lives into the snow. A fortress on a hill, golden pennons flapping. That same fortress in darkness, surrounded by the campfires of a mighty host. Golden-haired children playing in a rocky garden, laughing in the sun. His father smiling at a festival. His father shouting in the midst of battle, tears streaming down his face as he raises a sword intended for Anathema's heart.

Anathema whimpers in the void, stirring toward consciousness. Memory suggests a great man, kin to other great men. A man Anathema does not recognize. A man who swore allegiance to a power beyond his reckoning, who changed the fates of a family, a nation, a world. Surely he had cause- surely, a reason to act as he did. Deep within himself, Anathema knows that if he can just find that reason, find the path that led him to his present condition, he could maybe find himself. A name, and a family, and a reason to be.

Anathema would do anything for that.

((If nobody provides a satisfactory Urd'Amboor to my Anathema, feel free to pass on this particular application- I'd rather see them both be players, or both NPCs. Which is of course why I'm providing more than one app to choose from ))

Spoiler: Girus Ironshod (click to show/hide)

Name: Girus Ironshod
Gender: Male
Description: A brown-haired man approaching his middle years, large in the way a blacksmith is large, garbed in the plain clothing of a farmer. His face seems carved from flat planes and his nose juts out like an eagle's beak, but warm brown eyes and careful movements belie a gentle nature.
Background: Girus grew up in a small farming village, learning to work the land. As is common in small farming villages, he married young and staked out a claim away from the town, near the vast, dark forest- though the land was said to be unlucky, the soil was rich and he quickly raised a successful crop, a comfortable house, and a pair of children. A level head and a reputation for patience gave him credibility in the village, earning him a junior place on the Village Council at a remarkably young age.

In times of peace his life would no doubt have led to greater success on his farm and greater influence in the village, but the times were not peaceful. Bandits came to the village, killing the men, carrying off the women, stealing whatever meager riches they could lay hands on. Though Girus lost several aunts, uncles, and cousins that day, his own family was spared, his farm too remote to be worth attacking.

Though his family was safe, Girus was painfully aware they would not always be, that next time tragedy could strike at his wife, his children. Not while lawlessness permitted roving bandits and the odd monster to threaten the village. Moreover, he felt a yearning to protect the neighboring villages as well, to bring law and order to the land. Leaving his farm, he set off to join his kingdom's military, to one day bring the protection only the might of the monarchy could provide.

Spoiler: Joan Sharpwing (click to show/hide)

Name: Joan Sharpwing
Gender: Female
Description: A slim, black-haired girl whose wide brown eyes watch the world with a decided air of curious detachment. Only 16 years old, she possesses only the plain gray dress on her back and the small knife at her belt.
Background: Born in a fishing village to poor parents, Joan was sent away at a young age when she demonstrated some talent for magic. She lived with a college of mages, performing menial chores in exchange for the opportunity to learn every scrap of magic they could teach.

Though not a trouble-maker, Joan frequently faced censure from the other mages. She did not care for their rules and their restrictions, considering them to be arbitrary, pointless, and in some cases hypocritical. The mages might posses great knowledge and a wealth of experience, but for every spell they allowed her to cast they had three that were forbidden to her. Joan knew that without their silly rules she could achieve heights greater than any of the mages, if only she was allowed.

Even if she wasn't allowed.

[Cheesecake]

Yay, I got chosen!

[Xantalos]

Yay, I got chosen!

Also, it looks like we both have an imprisoned Chosen. I think.

[Brood]

You do.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Did anyone else get chosen?

[Xantalos]

Did anyone else get chosen?

They chose the Power players, I think Chosen (regular players) apps are still open.

[RAM]

Only the powers have been chosen, the chosen have no power.

[Cheesecake]

Questions: Are the mortals, other than the Chosen, aware of the Power's existence? Do they have their own deities? Do all the Chosen start in the same area?

Some things about the world I'd like to know:

• What is the world called? Earth? Midgard?
• What are the major nations?
• Geography? Major continents?
• Technology level? Morals? Mindset?

Sorry if that's too much. Just wanted to bump without saying "bump".

[RAM]

I get the impression that the powers had a big squabble a thousand years back with myths and legends and all that jazz, but nowadays it is mostly stories and superstitions with nobody really believing in the powers.

[Xantalos]

I get the impression that the powers had a big squabble a thousand years back with myths and legends and all that jazz, but nowadays it is mostly stories and superstitions with nobody really believing in the powers.

Well, given that they can have a religion of evil, remnant race, and stuff like that I assume some people remember them. Scholars and such.

[RAM]

I would see it as the opposite, that no such religion exists by default, and that the race has evidently been dormant with respect to conquering the world for their power, that the powers have had no relevance. One would imagine that some records would exist, and scholars would reasonably have some evidence with which to deduce the existence of the powers, but by all accounts things have been completely dormant on the power front since the last exchange.

[Digital Hellhound]

Questions: Are the mortals, other than the Chosen, aware of the Power's existence? Do they have their own deities? Do all the Chosen start in the same area?

The Powers have largely been forgotten by the masses (it's been a thousand years), and most scholarly texts that deal with them contain little factual information. As usual, they broke the world in their battle, so civilization mostly had to be rebuilt. There's plenty of ancient conspiracies and prophecies to go by that have prepared for their return, though. As RAM says, it's myths and superstition now, although the old Chosen and creations of the Powers are remembered much better..

Many mortals have their own deitiea, but they don't actually exist. The closest they get is worshipping particularly long-lived spirits and remnant creatures.

Unless their backstories suggest it, the Chosen won't start anywhere near each other.

Some things about the world I'd like to know:

• What is the world called? Earth? Midgard?

- Yeah... undecided. Feel free to suggest.

• What are the major nations?

- All in due time - I am working on a map.

• Geography? Major continents?

- As above.

• Technology level? Morals? Mindset?

- Morals and mindset obviously vary with culture. Tech level is medieval with plenty of artifacts and weapons from past ages lying around (it's mostly magitech, though).
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Sorry if that's too much. Just wanted to bump without saying "bump".

I took the liberty of answering into your post.

[RAM]

I propose that the world be named Krakenreef. It combines crack and grief because someone keeps breaking it...