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[Greatness942]

Greetings, people of Bay12!

Since I put my RWBY game on hold (which I plan to reboot into a Roleplay, mark my words.), I decided to make a new game, and after some goading, I decided to make an RPG for the Mythos I may have accidentally created. So, here's the background info for the game, and the current situation.

Spoiler: The Past (click to show/hide)

Up until 1326, human history went as planned. The Romans rose and fell, the 300 Spartans died, and everything else that happened went as planned. From a time between 1326-1345, however, a form of Magic emerged on Earth from numerous sources, though that emerged often were crystals found in many places. Those who practiced this magic were considered heretics and killed in gruesome ways in public. This continued for a long while until the early 1700s. One execution to take place was with a young man using a fire spell in the woods to start a campfire. When he was brought in to be killed, and read his rights, the Judge came forward with an axe and split him in two. At that, however, Rifts in space-time opened at the beck and call of his screams. All three of the Rifts that opened up exposed three parallel universes to the crowd:

Beastia: The world of Beasts, such as Werewolves. A bustling, yet war torn city in a world surrounded by lava and heat. Ruled by the Pureblood; Immortal humanoids born of the Firstborn.

The Void: The world of the Undead, such as Zombies and Vampires. A large expanse of snow and ruins. Ruled by thousands of people, but two in particular are the Scarlet Queen (an undead girl brought back as a spirit of vengeance) and the Operator (a being composed of souls from a large, mutated Rift known as the Maw.)

Draconia: The world of Myth, such as goblins, elves, and orcs. A fantasy land of arid deserts and cold winters. Ruled by Agazhim, Ruler of the Fire Wyverns, Progenitor of the Dragonborn, and the End of Days.

When these Rifts opened, power surged to the man, who used magic to put himself together as a rain of blood fell from the sky. Dubbing himself The Rainmaker, he vowed to destroy the world as he began killing people. Before he could fulfill his promise, Agazhim bound him with a spell, and thrust him into the World Between Worlds. Intimated by the presence of a dragon, the people heard Agazhim as he defended Magic's use. The people listened, and as Monster Hunters sprung up to battle Monsters who sought to destroy humanity, the world of Earth IV was never the same.

Spoiler: Current Setting (click to show/hide)

It is now 1887. Brooks Lyn Price, the greatest Monster Hunter in the history of city-state Angel Fire, is now eighty-eight years old. His wife is long dead, both of his sons have had machines installed into their spines to let them live with their father, he himself is cursed, or possibly blessed, with immortality so that when the machines fail and he is alone, he can spend eternity with no one to be with. Still, he's holding on, still in a good enough condition from said immortality to still hunt Monsters with his double barrelled shotgun, The Old Mathilda. Still, with this curse or miracle, there will need to be people to step up when he no longer can.

The government of the new city-state of Angel Fire, the recently named The Bureau and Government Authority of Angel Fire, or the Bureau for short, approves a new directive from their V.I.P, Brooks Lyn Price. A department to hire new Monster Hunters to keep Angel Fire, and it's sister city-state Britannia, safe from rogue Monsters that rebelled from both human and Monster governments and rulers who seek to kill or sabotage.

You are the new breed. You are these Monster Hunters.

Spoiler: Rules (click to show/hide)

Very simple. Like my other games, they are Roleplaying game that use a d10 and Chunky Salsa for combat and skill checks.

Spoiler: Character Creation (Human) (click to show/hide)

Name: Your name
Gender: Your sex
Nationality: Where you're from (City-States Angel Fire and Britannia allowed)
Age: How old you are
Height and Weight: Just your height and weight
Allegiance and Alignment: Good or Evil? Civilian, Bureau, or something on the outside?
Backstory: What happened before?

Starting Equipment: What clothes you have, plus a single weapon, or item.
Starting Magic/Powers: Any starting Crystallium, Tomes, or innate powers of a magical or psychic nature.
Best Skill: Can be anything so long as it's relevant.
Worst Skill: Same

Spoiler: Character Creation (Monster) (click to show/hide)

Name: Your name
Gender: Your sex
Species: What are you? (See Species Spoiler)
Nationality: Where you're from (Monster Realms Allowed)
Age: How old you are
Height and Weight: Just your height and weight
Allegiance and Alignment: Good or Evil? Monster, Human, or something on the outside?
Backstory: What happened before?

Starting Equipment: What clothes you have, plus a single weapon, item, or Magic Crystal or Tome
Best Skill: Can be anything so long as it's relevant.
Worst Skill: Same
Racial Ability: What your race has.

Spoiler: Species (click to show/hide)

Only for original species. Other ones like Zombies, Vampire, Werewolves, Ghosts, etc. should be assumed playable

Beastia: Insectolids: Human-Insect Hybrids

Pureblood: Only playable with permission. Immortal humanoids born from the Firstborn

The Void: Spectres: Humans brought back from the dead and sent into a hivemind with all other Spectres

Wraiths: Only playable with permission. Ghosts who have died, yet have become something destructive.

H-Goblins: Undead Humans who gain strength from blood.

Draconia: None. All established fantasy races.

Spoiler: Magic (click to show/hide)

Magic in Earth IV works by channeling power from the Monster Realms. There are three main channeling methods, though others may be discovered:

Blood Magic: Casting magic from either your own blood or absorbing it from someone else.

Runes: Casting from Runic Symbols.

Crystals: Using Xinaxrium, Dielothium, Copperilium, or Xinax 3-B to channel.

Each method, and each Crystal, lasts a different amount of time and has a different strength with each.

Players: 2/?:
Ned Angry (Roseheart), Gunter Eisenberger (S34N1C)

[RoseHeart]

I'm looking to start a league of extraordinary gentlemen.

Spoiler: Ned Angry (click to show/hide)

Name: Ned Angry
Gender: M
Nationality: GM choice
Age: Seemingly 45
Height and Weight: 6ft 2in
Allegiance and Alignment: Defends humanity's continued existance at any cost
Backstory: GM choice, somehow he doesn't age, and can do something to heal himself except scars or wounds from his past. Missing an eye(right). Worked for the deepest human secret agencies for peace at a high level, may or may not be continuing with them may be starting something new.


Starting Equipment: GM choice for secret agency personal firearms.
Black overcoat.
Best Skill: Not dying.
Worst Skill: Patience.

[Greatness942]

Alrighty, let me repost the sheet with the alterations.

By the by, this takes place in an in-universe Golden Age between 1887 and 1950. I'm going ahead and telling you because, despite the exact year, guns can come from anywhere in that real time period. So, you could have an M1911 even though it's not 1911 yet.

Spoiler: Ned Angry (click to show/hide)

Name: Ned Angry
Gender: Male
Nationality: Mexican
Age: Seemingly 45
Height and Weight: 6ft 2in
Allegiance and Alignment: Defends humanity's continued existence at any cost
Backstory: A wandering vagrant and drifter, Ned came into the Bureau's main office with a small story and a glass eye. He was part of a trip through the Americas as a child, until an accident left him confronted with something that legend referred to as a Webagon. After psychically crushing his eye, it tried to kill him, but was stopped by the timely intervention of a Ghost. After running for sometime, he stumbled upon a fountain and drank, not knowing it was the Fountain of Youth. Now ageless, he dons a glass eye with a healing Rune that can repair damage, so long as it happens that day.


Starting Equipment: Colt Single Action Army (6/6)
Black overcoat.
Best Skill: Not dying.
Worst Skill: Patience.

[S34N1C]

I'm very glad ^that was posted while I was posted while I was reading the OP. Gives me some more ideas for my character. Finished sheet incoming within the next hour.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Günter Eisenberger
Gender: Male
Nationality: German
Age: 25
Height and Weight: 5'9; 197lbs
Allegiance and Alignment: Good; Humanity
Backstory: Günter had a rough childhood. He fell in with the local ruffians at the age of 14. He had a few years of fun, but then he and his buddies got caught stealing. They left him out to dry, and he spent the next five years in prison. When he got out, he decided to go pay a visit to his old buddies. Settle some old debts and all that. Unfortunately for him (and them), they had finally pissed off the wrong person and got themselves killed. Without any friends, or anywhere else to go, he enlisted in the German army.

The first year or so in the army were pretty normal, but one day, his CO came to him, wanting him to make some deliveries to an abandoned church downtown. He did, but then there was an investigation. Some supplies had apparently been stolen, and all the evidence pointed to Günter. His CO had set him up to take the blame. This, of course, didn't sit well with him. So, one day while the officer was on patrol, he was mysteriously killed. Pumped full of bullets from a German rifle. Günter left Germany that day, and was picked up by the Bureau about a year later. 

Starting Equipment:
German military uniform
Sturmgewehr 44 (30/30)
Best Skill: Shooting
Worst Skill: Following the rules

[Greatness942]

Nice! StG 44s are awesome.

Both characters are approved, just thought I would do that now. I might put up a 4-6 player cap, but I wanna see who else joins before I do.

[Dwarmin]

Well, I'll try this character again. The last time I tried this I got shot down.

I do have to make up some lore here, so tell me if there is any conflicts.

Spoiler: Exiled Dragoness (click to show/hide)

Name: Anthramarux (Goes by Mara these days)
Gender: Female
Species: Sea Drake (Semi-permanently transformed into a Human)
Nationality: Draconia
Age: 156
Height and Weight: 4.9
Allegiance and Alignment: Allegiance to Draconia, generally good, hungry for respect and prestige, and generally hungry
Backstory: Few humans know anything of the rule of Draconia, where Agazhim rules with an stern, yet kind claw over a land of temperamental, yet friendly drakes, magical beasts, and monsters. Among his personal court lies enough power to lay waste to all four realms several times over, if they lost their temper...which is why careful political intrigue is such a refined art.

Anthramarux was a relatively young sea drake, fresh from the blue abyss, when she was first invited-ostensibly to give advice in a regional matter involving her own mother and a dispute with the whalefolk. She did not accept her role passively, however-and, took to the games of court with the enthusiasm of a young Drake who sees themselves as the center of all the spinning worlds. While the feud was eventually resolved, she continued to spin her own schemes-particularly, aiming to gain control of her brother Ansaradamoxs territories. He had left them under caretakers in a fit of pique to explore the realms beyond on his own two wings, and eventually perished in heroic battle against evil forces, or so the story goes.

She did quite well for herself, despite being so young-gaining a great deal friends among the other courtiers-though some of the older Dragons, Wyverns, and Dragonborn were amused and exasperated by her scheming, unbecoming of a wise member of their kind.

It was this that caused her 'downfall'. Agazhim sensed a chance to pacify both his and her own supporters, who were a bit restless-while at the same time, nurturing a family seed to ward off potential rot, and perhaps teaching the young Drake a lesson in humility. It might be said he even wished to honor her fallen brother, in his own way-it was always said that Agazhim had deep respect for Ansaradamoxs choice to travel beyond the comfort of ones own home and realm, for how else does one grow but through trial and travail? He ruled that Anthramarux could inherit the territory left behind, with all titles and treasures intact...but, she would also have to serve a small sentence of exile abroad, to pay him proper respect. A balance of the cosmos-one left, and one lost. One must leave, finish the journey, then return.

His own twist was that she was to be exiled to Earth IV. And, citing the laws of peaceful detente (that she had ironically helped to sign, for she had a love of vacationing on Earth IV), which required most Drakes not on official business to go in human form to not upset the population of that world, her sentence was 50 years to be spent transformed into a relatively frail, though at least decently constructed, human body-no more and less than her brother had spent before his tragic death. She would lose most, but not all, of her amazing strength and endurance that came with her size, while retaining a spiritual elemental affinity that protected against the powerful cold of the deep seas. Such was the cost of ambition.

Anthramarux is quite unflappable, however. Rather than spend 50 years hoarding gold and engaging in endless debauchery (something she gave serious thought to), she decided to become a Hunter...aside from getting out all her usual Draconic frustrations, she senses that this is merely another test by her rulers vast mind, one she intends to pass. She figured that if she had to be a human, she'll be a better human than the real humans-she'll be the best human there ever was!

Which really says alot about her self-confidence, considering she's alot easier to injure now. Also, the shock of losing her superior Draconic senses, for puny human ones has left her somewhat dumbfounded in that arena.

Starting Equipment
Draconia Royal Hunter Garb
Draconian hunters often dress in chaotic brights, reds and orange streaked armor that is quite appealing to the eye-they tend to wear equipment that mimics their Draconic overloads, with form fitting scale armor, spiked helms and clawed metal boots. Ironically, Anthramarux considers this as something of a bad joke.

Draconian Wing Sword
Designed to be the optimal weapon in pitched combat, the Wing Sword is a heavy, straight edged blade with a wing-shaped crossguard, and two small wing-hooks and a lethal spike, at the very end. It's function works much like a halberd or pike, rather than a longsword-it's designed for thrusting and grabbing attacks, and keeping space between two combatants-a skilled warrior can use the hooks to trip or disarm an opponent with a single nimble flick, or disembowel them, and the blade itself is still sharp enough to kill. It's design is far more common in Draconia, where larger and stronger races than humans can utilize such weapons to their full effect.

This particular swords seems to have never been used in battle before, however-it shows a certain trophy case gleam that only comes constant attention, and utter lack of implementation.

Best Skill: Melee (Sword)
Worst Skill: Perception
Racial Ability: Resistance to Cold

Ironically, my character is both predator and prey.

[Sosoku234]

Spoiler: A Regular Everyday Normal Guy (click to show/hide)

Name: J B Morgan
Gender: Male
Nationality: Britannia
Age: 27
Height and Weight: 5'9" 146 lbs
Allegiance and Alignment: Good. No allegiances.
Backstory: Pretty much just a regular guy. Nothing of much interest has happened in his life. He graduated from school with an average grade. He hasn't seen much trouble with the police, nor monsters, nor anything. J B's life is just... normal. So he opted to do something exciting now that he's out in the real world. He'd always been interested in the stories of the monster hunters. As such, he became a monster hunter. Oh, and he has a sword his grandfather gave him.

Starting Equipment: Trenchcoat and faded cap.
Irish Claymore
Best Skill: Swordfigthing
Worst Skill: Big guns

[Dwarmin]

Btw, question for the GM.

I notice I missed the timeline snippet. It's not the swords and sorcery age, apparently. Are melee weapons like a sword more or less completely outdated in this setting except as backups, or is magic still the 'great equalizer' that lets a swordsman fight on equal ground against a firearm?

I mean, should I just carry a rifle?

[Greatness942]

Well, I'll try this character again. The last time I tried this I got shot down.

I do have to make up some lore here, so tell me if there is any conflicts.

Spoiler: Exiled Dragoness (click to show/hide)

Name: Anthramarux (Goes by Mara these days)
Gender: Female
Species: Sea Drake (Semi-permanently transformed into a Human)
Nationality: Draconia
Age: 156
Height and Weight: 4.9
Allegiance and Alignment: Allegiance to Draconia, generally neutral, power hungry and generally hungry
Backstory: Few humans know anything of the rule of Draconia, where Agazhim rules with an iron claw over a disparate land of often feuding drakes, magical beasts, and monsters. Among his personal court lies enough power to lay waste to all four realms several times over...which is why careful political intrigue is such a refined art.

Anthramarux was a relatively young sea drake, fresh from the blue abyss, when she was first invited-ostensibly into polite captivity, as political leverage against a 'regional matter' involving her own mother. She did not accept her role passively, however-and took to the games of power with the enthusiasm of a young Drake who sees themselves as the center of all the spinning worlds. While the feud was eventually resolved, she continued to spin her own schemes-particularly, aiming to gain control of her brothers territories, after his own disastrous rebellion was crushed and he lost his life. She did quite well for herself, despite being so young-gaining enough support among the other courtiers that it seemed no one could stop her.

It was this that caused her downfall. Agazhim sensed a chance to pacify her supporters-while at the same time, nipping the seditious family seed, and sending a message to his enemies. He ruled that Anthramarux could inherit the territory left behind, with all titles and treasures intact...but, she would also have to serve a small sentence of exile for her brothers crimes, to pay proper penance.

His own twist was that she was to be exiled to Earth IV, not Draconia. And, citing the laws of peaceful detente (that she had ironically helped to sign, for she had a love of vacationing on Earth IV), which required most Drakes not on official business to go in human form to not upset the population of that world, her sentence was 50 years to be spent transformed into a relatively frail, though at least decently constructed, human body. She would lose most, but not all, of her amazing strength and endurance that came with her size, while retaining a spiritual elemental affinity that protected against the powerful cold of the deep seas.

Anthramarux is quite unflappable, however. Rather than spend 50 years hoarding gold and engaging in endless debauchery (something she gave serious thought to), she decided to become a Hunter...aside from getting out all her usual Draconic frustrations, she senses that this is merely another test by her rulers unfathomable mind, one she intends to pass. She figured that if she had to be a human, she'll be a better human than the real humans-she'll be the best human there ever was!

Which really says alot about her self-confidence, considering she's alot easier to injure now. Also, the shock of losing her superior Draconic senses, for puny human ones has left her somewhat dumbfounded in that arena.

Starting Equipment
Draconia Royal Hunter Garb
Draconian hunters often dress in chaotic brights, reds and orange streaked armor that is quite appealing to the eye-they tend to wear equipment that mimics their Draconic overloads, with form fitting scale armor, spiked helms and clawed metal boots. Ironically, Anthramarux considers this as something of a bad joke.

Draconian Wing Sword
Designed to be the optimal weapon in pitched combat, the Wing Sword is a heavy, straight edged blade with a wing-shaped crossguard, and two small wing-hooks and a lethal spike, at the very end. It's function works much like a halberd or pike, rather than a longsword-it's designed for thrusting and grabbing attacks, and keeping space between two combatants-a skilled warrior can use the hooks to trip or disarm an opponent with a single nimble flick, or disembowel them, and the blade itself is still sharp enough to kill. It's design is far more common in Draconia, where larger and stronger races than humans can utilize such weapons to their full effect.

This particular swords seems to have never been used in battle before, however-it shows a certain trophy case gleam that only comes constant attention, and utter lack of implementation.

Best Skill: Melee (Sword)
Worst Skill: Perception
Racial Ability: Resistance to Cold

Ironically, my character is both predator and prey.

Sea Drakes don't interfere with the lore, and being cursed into a human doesn't either. What does irk me a little is a throwaway sentence at the start.

Agazhim is actually peaceful, kind, yet stern. Dragons are too wise to rule with anger and control, since it ends up causing citizens to rebel. So, Agazhim, and all Dragons, Wyverns, and Dragonborn, are actually quite kind and patient, though temperamental and stern.

Spoiler: A Regular Everyday Normal Guy (click to show/hide)

Name: J B Morgan
Gender: Male
Nationality: Britannia
Age: 27
Height and Weight: 5'9" 146 lbs
Allegiance and Alignment: Good. No allegiances.
Backstory: Pretty much just a regular guy. Nothing of much interest has happened in his life. He graduated from school with an average grade. He hasn't seen much trouble with the police, nor monsters, nor anything. J B's life is just... normal. So he opted to do something exciting now that he's out in the real world. He'd always been interested in the stories of the monster hunters. As such, he became a monster hunter. Oh, and he has a sword his grandfather gave him.

Starting Equipment: Trenchcoat and faded cap.
Irish Claymore
Best Skill: Swordfigthing
Worst Skill: Big guns

Approved!

Btw, question for the GM.

I notice I missed the timeline snippet. It's not the swords and sorcery age, apparently. Are melee weapons like a sword more or less completely outdated in this setting except as backups, or is magic still the 'great equalizer' that lets a swordsman fight on equal ground against a firearm?

I mean, should I just carry a rifle?

In this setting (and especially with the main series set in 2016), swords and magic are just as good as guns and science. Like you said, magic is an equalizer that allows sword combat, but also, the most common way to kill something immortal (roll with it) is with blades made with magical Crystal Ebony. Swords are viable in that regard. Essentially, swords (and spears and bows, but that's not what you asked.) are just as good as guns in this setting.

[RoseHeart]

Would love to see -The wing sword.((seriously got a pic? or something similar?))

A hispanic man with an eyepatch and slick back, black hair and wearing a trenchcoat finds Mara at a bar.

Anthramarux. ((pronounced better than a human typically would)) Is it?

He puts out a hand, as if half expecting a shake, half expecting you would hand over your prized weapon for his boyish curiosity to pour over.

[Dwarmin]

Sea Drakes don't interfere with the lore, and being cursed into a human doesn't either. What does irk me a little is a throwaway sentence at the start.

Agazhim is actually peaceful, kind, yet stern. Dragons are too wise to rule with anger and control, since it ends up causing citizens to rebel. So, Agazhim, and all Dragons, Wyverns, and Dragonborn, are actually quite kind and patient, though temperamental and stern.

OK, I can fix.

Wasn't sure where the politics in this game were on the sliding scale of Lord of the Rings<==>Game of Thrones. I'll be honest I read 'chunky salsa rules' and assumed it was going to be a horrible grimdark bloodbath...

Made some changes now. Tell me if they fit better.

[S34N1C]

So how will this work? Are we all on the same team, or are the monsters separate from the humans?

[Dwarmin]

He puts out a hand, as if half expecting a shake, half expecting you would hand over your prized weapon for his boyish curiosity to pour over.

((I'm not actually accepted to play yet I officially don't exist.

Anyone, picture something like this.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

But the ends and the hilt are sharper and more 'wing like', hooked into crescents. That sword is called a Zweihander, btw-it's pretty much the last type of blade humans ever really developed, before we went on to other weapons.

My headcanon is that Draconic weaponry would have evolved further past that along the same lines.))

[RoseHeart]

((I don't care.))

The man takes the outstretched blade and admires the craftsmanship. Mmph, that is one fantastic sword.

He hands it back.

What do you intend to do with it?

[Dwarmin]

((I'm really flattered, but has the game actually started yet...? Usually the GM places the setting, then we start.

I really do enjoy roleplaying, but I don't want to annoy him either-it's his world, we just play in it. Until/Unless I get accepted, I can't really do much. Tho I am really interested in following this thread of conversation.

Edit: Also, my backstory details might get hammered out a bit more, which is why I am holding off.))