The human race. The current leader of the Earth. How did they get that way? Three reasons. One, they can adapt fast. Two, there everywhere. They are like rats. Three, the cursed powder! One elven, dwarfish, or even orcen worrier was worth a dozen human, up until they found that cursed powder! We had bows and magic, but that powder made even the worse human warrior good enough to take down one of us. We are now caught up, thanks to the capture of one of there weapons. One day soon, my brothers, we will retake the Earth!
Speech by the Elven king Stirk, after the drow attacked a small town near the Bahamas.
Sons and daughters of the earth, I am sure you are aware of our reluctant Allie's plan to retake the earth. You may also be aware that we don't want to be a mere family of the elves. So my brothers and sisters, I ask you, do you want the slavery of the elves? NO! We shall go along with this plan. Once it is near execution, they will end. Now that we have the powder, they stand no chance. The dragons guarding our treasure have agreed to take part in our plan, so to arms!
Speech of Pakanata, the Dwarfish king.
Dear reader, I apologize for the tear stains on this page. I have undergone a sad moment. My family, down to my dog, were slaughtered. The whole town was slaughtered. I only survived because I grabbed a fallen police officer's revolver and ammo. The man sent to get me got shot in the head, and he fell easily enough. Since the police have found nothing, the town included, I will give a description of the attackers. They were tall, some would say fair, with purplish skin and cloths. The weapon was a strange one, it looked like an assault rifle but it had a long barrel with a bayonet at the end. The whole gun seemed to be made of silver, with a silver kind of leaf at the butt of it, presumably to absorb shock. I don't think I have seen the last of the men, and I plan on getting revenge. Now I only have to find some people crazy enough to help me...
The journal of John Smith.
That is all that you know at the moment(Depending on your race) of the events that are about to unfold. I will act as the DM, standard rules.
Character sheet: Name: Race*: Weapon*: Rank: Bio:
*The race includes Elf, Dwarf, and human. The orc and goblin species were wipped out, they continued there warlike ways after the invention of gunpowder ending them. I will choose the weapon depending on your species, though you will have a little choice.
Name:Azure Race:Elf Weapon:Sniper, combat spell book Rank: Bio: A highly respected elf
You go home and rest, contemplating what the mage told you. "Remember, over casting is fatal!Get your sleep, and eat, as magic can take a lot of energy!" was the most important thing. The sound of birds woke you up, as usual, but it was much sooner than usual. You look at your gun and remember the job ahead. You run to the meeting point and found a few of the crew already on the ship. The ship was a glassy blue that was defended by magic making it hard to detect. There were a few turrets on it, but no one was present. The ramp was down and you could have the run of the ship, stalking up on supplies before you leave, or you could stay here and await others. What do you do?
Name: Thorin Aeducan (using my dragon age origins name LULZ) Race*: Dwarf Weapon*: Rank: Bio:
You walk over to the armory earnestly. The line has gone down a bit, with people coming out and heading to the guard's chamber. You wait in line until it is your turn, then the armor smith greets you.
"Ahoy! Enjoy the selection. Don't worry, you can take several, you are a brawny dwarf! Or of course you could choose a heavy weapon and illuminate that choice. Now look at me! Holding up the line with my stories! Go ahead, choose"
On his large anvil there are several iron shotguns, complete with full iron slugs as well as usual iron pellets, RPGs stronger then any human version, a heavy machine gun, a mini gun, and an assortment of pistols. Everything was made of pure iron, as kick never bothered the dwarves, iron was abundant, and there pure love of iron. The guns looked as rugged as there owners. What do you choose?
Name:Jacob Whistler Race*:human Weapon*: Rank: Bio:A well known weapon salesman and hitman
"Thank you! Thank you with all my heart!" He says as he pulls out a wad of cash" This should cover everything. Come, fallow me!" He then turns around and exits the building. You fallow him. On the way to your unknown destination, he speaks to you.
"I am not brain damaged. I swear it! The purple men really did attack my town! I have proof... His gun. It is back at my HQ. No, you are not the only mercenary I have hired. A few felt a little pity for me and joined... A few were veteran enough to not ask questions. Altogether I have about twenty under my pay, and can afford a great amount more. I just need to keep them off long enough for someone to believe me... The army, the navy, the national guard, anything would help! Look, we are there!"
After your rather long walk you arrive at a small forest that the kid leads you to. He knocks on a tree and it mysteriously opens. On the other side was a rather large man holding a bayoneted AK-47. He appeared to be foreign. He and the kid exchanged a few words then the kid walked in. The foreign man then spoke to you.
"Well, you may think it is insane, but it pays well, and you should see the HQ! A few million dollars and some ingenuity on the kids part and it came out great. There is even vanity things, such as a pool and exercise room, that the kid put in to make it look like he was drowning his sorrow. It may be a blind for him, but it sure makes this job more fun!" He said with a touch of Russian.
He then lets you in. You can see that the walls are of concrete. Once you enter you find yourself in a small hallway that leads into a larger anti room. There are two more guards who give you a mumbled glance and let you past. You then arrive in the main HQ.
It was about twenty feet down and twenty feet high. There was a nice amount of doors on the walls, and a few larger doors. One you assume leads to a pool and one to an exercise room, but the other two you don't know.
Name: Theorn Race: Elf Weapon: Silenced Sniper Rifle and 2 unserated knives Rank: Bio: An Elven assassin
You enter the ship looking for food. It wasn't long when your elf nose found the beautiful smell of lembas flowing out from one of the doors. You enter hungrily, seeing several lembas on a plate. In a corner there is some fruit. You are looking at the lembas with saliva taking residence in your mouth, when you take a step forward you here muffled footsteps, those of one of your elf brother. You do not no how he will react from you being in the food. What do you do?
Name:Jacob Whistler Race*:human Weapon*: Rank: Bio:A well known weapon salesman and hitman
You look around for him, and after about an hour you hear his voice. You open the door and find him on his telephone. The office has his desk, a computer, and a large map of America. He hangs up the phone and puts another pin on the map and finally notices you.
After you tell him what you wish to tell him he speaks to you.
"Don't worry, you will get action soon enough. I have been looking for the purple people throughout the Bahama triangle. I think they are the reason got the disappearances. I sent my submarine to explore, and it found nothing its first voyage. Its second voyage, covering the other half, had it sunk. Fortunately the camera was still playing. It seems to have been hit by a huge rock. Anyway, I saw several of the purple people on the camera. They seem to be only the minority of the race. My research suggests that these are the elves of legend... Back on point, I have the aria I believe them to be covered in red pins. I am sending a second submarine tomorrow... Hey, what is this?"
At the last sentience he looks at his computer screen.
" One of them seems to have dissipated. I assume that he went on some kind of cloaked ship... He was armed. They are preparing to attack! Prepare for war!"
He then uses the loud speaker to warn the base of an upcoming attack.
" You better get ready to. I will mark the arias likely to be attacked in black pins... And warn said towns. One more thing, try and take them alive. We need proof to get military aid. Now please prepare for war!"
You had seen several rooms that could be of military interest... What do you do?
Name: Thorin Aeducan (using my dragon age origins name LULZ) Race*: Dwarf Weapon*:Shotgun, pistol Rank: Bio:
"Proper arms, yes? Now follow the line to the vehicle base, we are synchronizing with the elven first wave."
You then follow the man in front of you, eventually leading to an open space. Inside that space were dwarves, as busy as bees. There were a few lines of troop transport systems. A foreman leads you to one of the cars. You enter, seeing several other dwarves, filling up the transport. Once you buckle up, the cloaking magic activated making you invisible to the outside. The other vehicles are similarly filled within the hour, and you drive off.
Name:John Steele Race*:Wood Elf Weapon*:Sniper, pistol Rank: Bio:Bowman who is like a sniper...
You sit back on a tree and get your brings. You don't usually come this close the the ocean. After an hour, a doe comes across the path. Feeling you don't mean harm to it, it comes up to you. As most elves, you have the ability to speak the language of beasts. It then states that it knows the forest well, being its home, and offers to give you a ride to the boat aria. You accept and are brought to the nearly invisible boat, then you demount the deer and head in its direction it.
Name: Theorn Race: Elf Weapon: Silenced Sniper Rifle and 2 unserated knives Rank: Bio: An Elven assassin
Before I can react the other elf runs past me and snatches up two pieces of lembas and a small vine of grapes. He looks at me blankly and says, "Stare all you want but if you don't eat now there'll be none left when the others are done with it." I notice the sound of even more approaching foot steps, I grab two pieces of lembas, a mango and fill a flagon of water before sitting down and enjoying my repast.
Name: Thorin Aeducan (using my dragon age origins name LULZ) Race*: Dwarf Weapon*:Shotgun, pistol Rank: Bio:
You talk with the rest of the squad and share many laughs. Dwarves may not be the most agreeable people, but they like people with common interest, aka other dwarves. In several hours you were let out and were lead to a tall oak tree, the meeting place. You are assigned to a turret. One of your friends from the ride over speaks with you.
"Hey buddy, I know your new to war. If you are not prepared, I could take the turret shift for you and you could take some extra time in the range or armory"
Name:John Steele Race*:Wood Elf Weapon*:Sniper, pistol Rank: Bio:Bowman who is like a sniper...
You climb aboard the ship, and immediately after the majority of the first wave comes as if on parade. They must have had a rendezvous point that you were not told about. You step to the side and give a kind of half salute at the captain. He greets you and gives you a brief.
"Well your the only trained man besides myself on this ship, so I will allow for your tardy. I am not to fond of assasins though, so watch your step..."
You then try explaining that he forgot to tell you were to go.
"Excuses, excuses! You are walking on egg shells now! Go to the cabins, no supper for you!"
Name: Theorn Race: Elf Weapon: Silenced Sniper Rifle and 2 unserated knives Rank: Bio: An Elven assassin
You both run out to the hallway. It seems you were just in time, as the whole else of the company was marching into the kitchen. You turn to the other elf's face, and are surprised to see that it had a hint of fear and that he had started running in the opposite direction. Fearing that you may have done something that you were not supposed to, you follow him. He runs to a cabin and closes the door behind him, but not before you were able to answer as well. You asked him why he ran.
"Well, me and the captain have had our falling outs. The lord of defense has accidentally sent his aids to both of us asking for the same jobs, so alike is our name. Witch, by the way is Enth.(A common elfish name, so it is not surprising.) I am an assassin and he is a captain. We are two opposites. I know his face, but he doesn't know mine fortunately, and if I can stay away from suspicion I don't think he will suspect me. Yes, we have nick names to tell us apart, mine being Enth rougelike, his being simple Captain Enth. I think that getting here early to eat food might arouse his suspicion, so I ran, as he was not in the crowd and may follow behind."
Looks like you have a new friend, what do you do now?
