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If the other Kalevrites are the same, then I'm not surprised that they never managed to exterminate the non-humans.
Ple-Sen
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Ple-Sen
Ment
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That’s exactly why Ples and I go everywhere together, Revan. That’s exactly why. :rolleyes:
Arandor
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Tamara and I are a couple, yes.
Be strong. Believe
Happy Life
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If the other Kalevrites are like him, then I'm not surprised they never managed to exterminate the non-humans.
Ple-Sen
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That’s exactly what I told you, Kalevri!
Arandor
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Larte Darkstorm
Larte comes from the noble family of Darkstorms, who have lived in Nosvenrot for over a hundred years. Their family has owned a large plot of land in the city of Avillon for many years. His father's name is Gorvin, and his mother was named Zhantireya, but she died shortly after giving birth due to complications. Recovering from this loss, his father began to devote most of his time to his son, trying to raise him as a good person and a true man. From an early age, the boy began to be trained in military skills; for this purpose, Gorvin specifically hired an experienced warrior. Of course, his father also took care of other things: he taught his son reading and writing himself, and teachers were invited for other subjects. Larte grew up to be a kind and cheerful young man, getting along with everyone and treating people with respect, whether they were nobles or servants. The latter loved him, especially the cook Narta, who always tried to feed the boy more than he could eat. But no matter how much Larte refused seconds, he always found room for his favorite blackberry cakes.
When he got older, his usual pastimes changed; now he had to go out and attend various events where aristocrats and other nobility gathered. At one of these places, he met a lovely girl named Elysia. They started dating, and Larte was completely absorbed in his infatuation, walking around all day like he was on cloud nine. It seemed that he only thought about her, and everything else didn't matter, as if it had no meaning. Perhaps it was so, but only until he saw Elysia kissing another young man. Anger turned into sadness, and for several months, Larte was in a depressed state, thinking about what had happened. He did not understand why she had done this, why people betray and act meanly, because she could have told him the truth right away.
Time heals, and eventually, everything is forgotten. A few years later, he had to remember this incident when Larte reached the final of the annual knight tournament, and his opponent turned out to be none other than that same guy, who was also the son of a noble family in the area. Mixed feelings overwhelmed the young man: not only was it the first time he had made it to the finals, without even understanding how, since stronger fighters participated in the tournament, but his old rival was also his last opponent. The battle was intense, but ultimately, Larte managed to win and earned the title of knight at the age of twenty-three. He was filled with joy, but not only from the victory itself and receiving the award, but also from the fact that he had, in a sense, restored justice and proved himself right. The young knight felt that he could fight injustice with his own hands, administer justice, correcting the evil deeds and wrongdoings of others.
After the victory, his father began to take even more pride in his son, telling everyone what a good fighter he was. Now their name became even more well-known, and with fame came new acquaintances. Thus, Gorvin found a partner approximately his age, who had an adult daughter. They were of lower social standing than the Darkstorms – either minor aristocrats or even former commoners. But the noble family never held any prejudice in this regard, and Larte believed that there was nothing wrong with them being from a lower class. Although he didn't understand why this woman appealed to his father, as she wasn't particularly beautiful or intelligent. As for her daughter, she wasn't much different from her mother, except perhaps her manners were worse. But since his father was happy, everything must be fine. Time passed, and rumors began to circulate about a wedding. This seemed a bit strange because why have a wedding when everyone is already doing well? One day, while his father was away, Larte accidentally overheard a conversation between his future stepmother and her daughter. From the conversation, he understood that these harpies were only interested in material gain, and the wedding was supposed to help them achieve it. Upon his father's return, the young man told him everything, and his father, in turn, spoke with his fiancée, but she, of course, denied everything. In the end, Gorvin preferred to believe his beloved woman rather than his son. Larte did not know what to do because if nothing was done, it would all end very badly. He decided that he had to act himself and one night visited his future sister's room, where her mother was also at that time. The young man tried to persuade them to leave the estate peacefully, while they still could and while his father believed them. The women refused, started insulting the young man. The conversation escalated, and the crone increasingly pressured the guy, saying that he wouldn't be able to stop them and that everything was predetermined. After these words, Larte felt weak, even somewhat helpless, because suddenly it might happen. Doubts crept into his soul, along with resentment and a feeling of protest against the injustice looming over his family, which he couldn't allow to happen. The knight drew a dagger and stabbed the woman right in the heart, causing her to collapse on the floor. Her daughter rushed towards the exit and tried to scream, but Larte quickly caught up with her, covered her mouth with his hand, and struck several blows to her chest. Realizing what he had done, the young man gathered all the essentials, wrote a farewell letter to his father, and left home, setting off away from his homeland.
Throughout his journey to Illinara, he thought about what had happened, but ultimately, he still couldn't decide whether he had acted correctly or not. During this time, Larte changed significantly and became completely confused within himself, without any idea of what his future life would be like.
Equipment: Medium armor and helmet made specifically for Larte, the Darkstorm family sword, shield with the family crest (a lightning bolt is depicted), warm cloak, dagger, knightly insignia, some food, including homemade blackberry cakes, money, items necessary for traveling and spending the night in the wilderness, horse.
Origin: Nosvenrot
Characteristics:
Strength – 14
Endurance – 13
Agility – 18
Perception – 10
Speed – 13
Willpower – 12
Wisdom – 10
Specialization and Skills:
Rank 1. One-handed weapon proficiency.
Rank 2. Shield proficiency. Block chance (agility + speed * 2).
Rank 3. The character gains the ability to block directed magical spells with a shield.
Rank 4. Removes the penalty on movement speed when using heavy armor and shields.
Rank 5. Block chance +20%, accuracy +20, critical hit chance +10%.
Rank 6. Chance to parry an opponent's attack with a weapon (agility * 4).
Shield Bash. Paralyzes the enemy upon impact. 2 Action Points.
Larte comes from the noble family of Darkstorms, who have lived in Nosvenrot for over a hundred years. Their family has owned a large plot of land in the city of Avillon for many years. His father's name is Gorvin, and his mother was named Zhantireya, but she died shortly after giving birth due to complications. Recovering from this loss, his father began to devote most of his time to his son, trying to raise him as a good person and a true man. From an early age, the boy began to be trained in military skills; for this purpose, Gorvin specifically hired an experienced warrior. Of course, his father also took care of other things: he taught his son reading and writing himself, and teachers were invited for other subjects. Larte grew up to be a kind and cheerful young man, getting along with everyone and treating people with respect, whether they were nobles or servants. The latter loved him, especially the cook Narta, who always tried to feed the boy more than he could eat. But no matter how much Larte refused seconds, he always found room for his favorite blackberry cakes.
When he got older, his usual pastimes changed; now he had to go out and attend various events where aristocrats and other nobility gathered. At one of these places, he met a lovely girl named Elysia. They started dating, and Larte was completely absorbed in his infatuation, walking around all day like he was on cloud nine. It seemed that he only thought about her, and everything else didn't matter, as if it had no meaning. Perhaps it was so, but only until he saw Elysia kissing another young man. Anger turned into sadness, and for several months, Larte was in a depressed state, thinking about what had happened. He did not understand why she had done this, why people betray and act meanly, because she could have told him the truth right away.
Time heals, and eventually, everything is forgotten. A few years later, he had to remember this incident when Larte reached the final of the annual knight tournament, and his opponent turned out to be none other than that same guy, who was also the son of a noble family in the area. Mixed feelings overwhelmed the young man: not only was it the first time he had made it to the finals, without even understanding how, since stronger fighters participated in the tournament, but his old rival was also his last opponent. The battle was intense, but ultimately, Larte managed to win and earned the title of knight at the age of twenty-three. He was filled with joy, but not only from the victory itself and receiving the award, but also from the fact that he had, in a sense, restored justice and proved himself right. The young knight felt that he could fight injustice with his own hands, administer justice, correcting the evil deeds and wrongdoings of others.
After the victory, his father began to take even more pride in his son, telling everyone what a good fighter he was. Now their name became even more well-known, and with fame came new acquaintances. Thus, Gorvin found a partner approximately his age, who had an adult daughter. They were of lower social standing than the Darkstorms – either minor aristocrats or even former commoners. But the noble family never held any prejudice in this regard, and Larte believed that there was nothing wrong with them being from a lower class. Although he didn't understand why this woman appealed to his father, as she wasn't particularly beautiful or intelligent. As for her daughter, she wasn't much different from her mother, except perhaps her manners were worse. But since his father was happy, everything must be fine. Time passed, and rumors began to circulate about a wedding. This seemed a bit strange because why have a wedding when everyone is already doing well? One day, while his father was away, Larte accidentally overheard a conversation between his future stepmother and her daughter. From the conversation, he understood that these harpies were only interested in material gain, and the wedding was supposed to help them achieve it. Upon his father's return, the young man told him everything, and his father, in turn, spoke with his fiancée, but she, of course, denied everything. In the end, Gorvin preferred to believe his beloved woman rather than his son. Larte did not know what to do because if nothing was done, it would all end very badly. He decided that he had to act himself and one night visited his future sister's room, where her mother was also at that time. The young man tried to persuade them to leave the estate peacefully, while they still could and while his father believed them. The women refused, started insulting the young man. The conversation escalated, and the crone increasingly pressured the guy, saying that he wouldn't be able to stop them and that everything was predetermined. After these words, Larte felt weak, even somewhat helpless, because suddenly it might happen. Doubts crept into his soul, along with resentment and a feeling of protest against the injustice looming over his family, which he couldn't allow to happen. The knight drew a dagger and stabbed the woman right in the heart, causing her to collapse on the floor. Her daughter rushed towards the exit and tried to scream, but Larte quickly caught up with her, covered her mouth with his hand, and struck several blows to her chest. Realizing what he had done, the young man gathered all the essentials, wrote a farewell letter to his father, and left home, setting off away from his homeland.
Throughout his journey to Illinara, he thought about what had happened, but ultimately, he still couldn't decide whether he had acted correctly or not. During this time, Larte changed significantly and became completely confused within himself, without any idea of what his future life would be like.
Equipment: Medium armor and helmet made specifically for Larte, the Darkstorm family sword, shield with the family crest (a lightning bolt is depicted), warm cloak, dagger, knightly insignia, some food, including homemade blackberry cakes, money, items necessary for traveling and spending the night in the wilderness, horse.
Origin: Nosvenrot
Characteristics:
Strength – 14
Endurance – 13
Agility – 18
Perception – 10
Speed – 13
Willpower – 12
Wisdom – 10
Specialization and Skills:
Rank 1. One-handed weapon proficiency.
Rank 2. Shield proficiency. Block chance (agility + speed * 2).
Rank 3. The character gains the ability to block directed magical spells with a shield.
Rank 4. Removes the penalty on movement speed when using heavy armor and shields.
Rank 5. Block chance +20%, accuracy +20, critical hit chance +10%.
Rank 6. Chance to parry an opponent's attack with a weapon (agility * 4).
Shield Bash. Paralyzes the enemy upon impact. 2 Action Points.
Be strong. Believe
Ment
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In general, I will add/update the characters closer to the beginning.
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Is anyone else planning to play? I didn't specify exact dates, so it might happen that someone will silently write their quest and I will unexpectedly start the game.
Added 3 hours and 16 minutes ago
Is anyone else planning to play? I didn't specify exact dates, so it might happen that someone will silently write their quest and I will unexpectedly start the game.
Небо
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Siever was preparing.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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Siverfale
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I don't feel like it anymore.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Arandor
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Too many non-humans.
Be strong. Believe
Ple-Sen
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The Shaman mentioned that it might be possible to play.
Ment
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Yes, we can wait for it. I'm not in a hurry either, although I am quite interested. And I'm also thinking, maybe we should follow the current trend and create a clone?)
KindShaman
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On the one hand, I'd like to play with you, but on the other hand, I might hold you back... because I'm completely busy on weekdays from 10:00 to 19:00. :(
Arandor
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It’s not necessary to explore with just one party here.
Be strong. Believe