I took a few days putting this together, so please join.
Story: You are a citizen in the world of Olarnith. There are adventures to be had, dragons to be slain, people to marry! Anything is possible in this world, and you've decided to make your life more interesting and exciting by becoming an adventurer!
In this game, your actions will effect the world around you. If you decide to, you can even create a war between races! But that would take a while. MP regenerates 20 each page, and can be restored quicker by drinking potions. HP doesn't regenerate, but can be restored by eating food and drinking potions. This is a multiplayer game, so players can interact with other players. You can create a clan, which is a group of people that help you with your adventures. You can get into a relationship with NPCs, so you can marry people and even have kids!
Character Sheet:
Name: Age18-40) GenderMale or Female) RaceSee Below) BioShort summary of your characters life) DescPhysical description of your character) -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Unarmed Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: (Depends on race, Abilities cost all MP, and cannot be used again until MP is full) -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
Races:
Human: You know these. Bonus: Humans are a very lucky race, which gives them bonuses in things that rely on chance. Starting Ability: Bribe; Humans can bribe guards into not arresting them for crimes. You just need gold.
Wood Elf: Agile creatures, they prefer to live in forests. They have pointed ears and are slightly shorter than humans. Bonus: Wood Elves are physically attractive (or as some of you may say it, "hot", which helps them in persuasion and relationships. Starting Ability: Animal Control; Wood Elves can call upon the power of wild animals to fight for them.
Orc: This race is obsessed with war, and do not like outsiders in their territory. Bonus: Orcs are intimidating, and can sometimes scare people away. Starting Ability: Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed.
Night Elf: This is a nocturnal race, and they are well-trained in stealth. Bonus: Night Elves are masters of stealth. Don't let this get to you, though, as you will not be able to do everything without being seen. Starting Ability: Invisibility; Self-explanatory, you turn invisible for a limited time.
Mountain Troll: This is a race that lives in the mountains and rarely communicates with any other race. Bonus: Living in the mountains isn't easy. Mountain Trolls have been trained to be observant in order to find food. This can be used for other purposes too. Starting Ability: Snow Storm; Mountain Trolls can send a blizzard of snow at an enemy, freezing them.
Dracosapien: Half human, half dragon. They look like humans, except they have colored scales. These can NOT fly, because in previous games this has made it way to easy. Bonus: They have scales, which provide extra protection. Starting ability: Fire Breath; Dracosapiens can breathe fire, but it takes all of their energy because they are not completely dragons.
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I took days putting this together and about an hour to type it all up, so please make it worth it and join. If you have any question, feel free to ask. Enjoy!
Name: Obould Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Orc (Seeing how Obould is actually an orc ;D) Bio: Going to go for Obould's young past here... Soon to be crowned king of the goblinkin, I await my father's death to come about, even begin plotting it at times. Have been known to have quite a temper around those who do not show utmost respect. Desc: Fairly tall, very muscular, even for an orc. Proficient a two handed sword that a normal man could not swing with two hands. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Orcish Mace Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: ~Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed. -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You have no money, but they let you do it for free because of your position and actions. A man walks up to you. "Nice work with those humans. I've got a job for you, if you're interested. I'm the military general, a good friend of your father's. Since war with the humans is inevitable, how about this: When the war starts we'll make you a captain and you can attack the humans as you see fit. It pays good and you get to slaughter humans; There's no better job in Olarnith. So what do you say? You wanna stay here doing nothing while waiting for your father's death, or do you wanna get paid to kill humans to pass the time?"
Name: Obould Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Orc (Seeing how Obould is actually an orc ;D) Bio: Going to go for Obould's young past here... Soon to be crowned king of the goblinkin, I await my father's death to come about, even begin plotting it at times. Have been known to have quite a temper around those who do not show utmost respect. Desc: Fairly tall, very muscular, even for an orc. Proficient a two handed sword that a normal man could not swing with two hands. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Orcish Mace Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: ~Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed. -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
Name: Obould Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Orc (Seeing how Obould is actually an orc ;D) Bio: Going to go for Obould's young past here... Soon to be crowned king of the goblinkin, I await my father's death to come about, even begin plotting it at times. Have been known to have quite a temper around those who do not show utmost respect. Desc: Fairly tall, very muscular, even for an orc. Proficient a two handed sword that a normal man could not swing with two hands. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Orcish Mace Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: ~Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed. -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
"I'll inform the king of your new position." He walks out of the inn. After the party a human messenger walks up to you. "Your actions have caused great anger in the human kingdom." he says, careful not to get within 10 feet of you. "We are officially at war. The human race will destroy you." A civilian kills him. The general from earlier walks up to you. "It's started. The humans will regret ever coming here. You are needed at the southern border. Your squad is waiting for you there. Good luck, Captain." He walks into the castle.
Name: Obould Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Orc (Seeing how Obould is actually an orc ;D) Bio: Going to go for Obould's young past here... Soon to be crowned king of the goblinkin, I await my father's death to come about, even begin plotting it at times. Have been known to have quite a temper around those who do not show utmost respect. Desc: Fairly tall, very muscular, even for an orc. Proficient a two handed sword that a normal man could not swing with two hands. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Orcish Mace Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: ~Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed. -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
"Hey, tell my father to send me some armor by the southern gate. Don't want to head into battle without being equipped well enough."
Name: Obould Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Orc (Seeing how Obould is actually an orc ;D) Bio: Going to go for Obould's young past here... Soon to be crowned king of the goblinkin, I await my father's death to come about, even begin plotting it at times. Have been known to have quite a temper around those who do not show utmost respect. Desc: Fairly tall, very muscular, even for an orc. Proficient a two handed sword that a normal man could not swing with two hands. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Orcish Mace Armor: Orcish Captain Armor Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: ~Brute Force; Put all your power into a few strikes, dealing massive damage even unarmed. -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
"Of course." You go to the southern border, where you meet your men. The humans outnumber you. They are marching right toward you. One of the soldiers gives you your armor, which you equip. You have about 20 seconds to come up with a plan before the humans reach you.
Name:Greg Narious Age:23 Gender:M Race:M Bio:Raised in a little human villiage called Gerenious,he worked in a farm with a family of 6.Father(Jon),mother(Catherine),Brother(Malhen),Sister(Amy)and Uncle(Tendar).His Uncle always gets drunk in the tavern while the family works to grow crops and money.Jon and Tendar never got along because John was tired of Tendar's laziness,they argued for hours and rarely talked to each other,but Jon has been calling Tendar "A waste of space and disgrace to sociey"and other humiliating things Greg,Amy and Malhen agreed that someday violence will erupt between Tendar and Jon and agrees to rather run than be a part of it. Desc:Oldest of all 3 children,Tallest of all the family,brown eyes,muscular and short black hair. -------------- HP:80/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Guard's Sword Weapon: Guard's Sword Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: Bribe -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
Name:Greg Narious Age:23 Gender:M Race:M Bio:Raised in a little human villiage called Gerenious,he worked in a farm with a family of 6.Father(Jon),mother(Catherine),Brother(Malhen),Sister(Amy)and Uncle(Tendar).His Uncle always gets drunk in the tavern while the family works to grow crops and money.Jon and Tendar never got along because John was tired of Tendar's laziness,they argued for hours and rarely talked to each other,but Jon has been calling Tendar "A waste of space and disgrace to sociey"and other humiliating things Greg,Amy and Malhen agreed that someday violence will erupt between Tendar and Jon and agrees to rather run than be a part of it. Desc:Oldest of all 3 children,Tallest of all the family,brown eyes,muscular and short black hair. -------------- HP:80/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Guard's Sword Weapon: Guard's Sword Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities: Bribe -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You run after them, but before you are able to get to him he casts some kind of teleportation spell. He's gone, and the guards search the house, finding nothing. The Undead are gone, too.
Name: Hyrken Grendalls Age:23 Gender:Male Race: Orc Bio: Hyrken's father, Drapeus, taught him to be courageous and honorable. Unfortunately, Drapeus was Hyrken's only parent. They lived together for 23 years, then a war washed over the land. Hyrken and his valiant father fought together countless times, but this time, it was different. Their homeland was being attacked, and Drapeus was killed in action. He fought to his very last breath, but it wasn't enough. Hyrken, saddened yet furious, moved to a new land after the death of his father, thus continuing his story. Desc: Tall, Greenish skin, Two large scars on chest, one scar across face, very muscular, and no hair at all. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Unarmed Armor: Clothes Gold: 50 -------------- Special Abilities: Brute Force -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You bet 50 Gold on the blue one, even though you don't have any money. Luckily, he wins! +50 Gold. You hear a nearby civilian say "I got an idea! At my house we'll get two people really drunk and make them fight! It'll be a daily event. 10 coins to get in." People cheer, and the crowd disperses.
I leave the area with a grin on my face. I then go searching for a place to buy weapons.
Name:Storm Dragon Age:23 Gender:Female Race:Wood Elf Bio:Storm was left to a pack of wolves when she was a newborn. The wolves took her in and raised her until she could take care of herself. When she was 15 she found an abandoned house. In that house she found a hunting knife, a bow, and some arrows. She used these items on hunts with the pack and visited elf settlements to sell what she got from the hunts until she was 18. She then used the money she had to buy a place. After that she would spend spring with her pack and then stay in the elf settlement selling things and doing odd jobs. When she turned 20 she took in a wolf pup and named him Balto. Balto was the runt of the litter that year and would not be here today if it wasn't for Storm taking him in. Balto still lives with Storm and doesn't mind it if people call him a pet as long as they don't mean it as an insult or call him a dog. Storm has wondered what it would be like to earn a little extra money by adventuring but up to now didn't believe that her or Balto were up to it. Desc:Storm is a little on the tall side for a wood elf. She has short, wavy, white hair and reddish brown eyes. Her skin is slightly tanned. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Hunting Knife, Bow, Arrows(30), Spider Eye, Spider Poison Weapon: Bow(30), Hunting Knife Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities:Animal Control -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
I try to properly bury him. I then search the room I found the drawf in.
Name: Hyrken Grendalls Age:23 Gender:Male Race: Orc Bio: Hyrken's father, Drapeus, taught him to be courageous and honorable. Unfortunately, Drapeus was Hyrken's only parent. They lived together for 23 years, then a war washed over the land. Hyrken and his valiant father fought together countless times, but this time, it was different. Their homeland was being attacked, and Drapeus was killed in action. He fought to his very last breath, but it wasn't enough. Hyrken, saddened yet furious, moved to a new land after the death of his father, thus continuing his story. Desc: Tall, Greenish skin, Two large scars on chest, one scar across face, very muscular, and no hair at all. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Unarmed Armor: Clothes Gold: 50 -------------- Special Abilities: Brute Force -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You find a small blacksmith shop. This is what it's selling:
Steel Mace: 30 Gold Elven Sword: 50 Gold Orcish Battleaxe: 60 Gold Human Armor: 60 Gold Elven Armor: 80 Gold Custom Armor: 100 Gold, you decide what it looks like.
Name:Storm Dragon Age:23 Gender:Female Race:Wood Elf Bio:Storm was left to a pack of wolves when she was a newborn. The wolves took her in and raised her until she could take care of herself. When she was 15 she found an abandoned house. In that house she found a hunting knife, a bow, and some arrows. She used these items on hunts with the pack and visited elf settlements to sell what she got from the hunts until she was 18. She then used the money she had to buy a place. After that she would spend spring with her pack and then stay in the elf settlement selling things and doing odd jobs. When she turned 20 she took in a wolf pup and named him Balto. Balto was the runt of the litter that year and would not be here today if it wasn't for Storm taking him in. Balto still lives with Storm and doesn't mind it if people call him a pet as long as they don't mean it as an insult or call him a dog. Storm has wondered what it would be like to earn a little extra money by adventuring but up to now didn't believe that her or Balto were up to it. Desc:Storm is a little on the tall side for a wood elf. She has short, wavy, white hair and reddish brown eyes. Her skin is slightly tanned. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Hunting Knife, Bow, Arrows(30), Spider Eye, Spider Poison Weapon: Bow(30), Hunting Knife Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities:Animal Control -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You bury him and look around. There isn't anything useful, other than a few pickaxes.
Name:Storm Dragon Age:23 Gender:Female Race:Wood Elf Bio:Storm was left to a pack of wolves when she was a newborn. The wolves took her in and raised her until she could take care of herself. When she was 15 she found an abandoned house. In that house she found a hunting knife, a bow, and some arrows. She used these items on hunts with the pack and visited elf settlements to sell what she got from the hunts until she was 18. She then used the money she had to buy a place. After that she would spend spring with her pack and then stay in the elf settlement selling things and doing odd jobs. When she turned 20 she took in a wolf pup and named him Balto. Balto was the runt of the litter that year and would not be here today if it wasn't for Storm taking him in. Balto still lives with Storm and doesn't mind it if people call him a pet as long as they don't mean it as an insult or call him a dog. Storm has wondered what it would be like to earn a little extra money by adventuring but up to now didn't believe that her or Balto were up to it. Desc:Storm is a little on the tall side for a wood elf. She has short, wavy, white hair and reddish brown eyes. Her skin is slightly tanned. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Hunting Knife, Bow, Arrows(30), Spider Eye, Spider Poison Weapon: Bow(30), Hunting Knife Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities:Animal Control -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
I take a pickaxe cause it will be a better then my hunting knife if I get into a fight where close combat is needed. I then continue to explore the cave.
Name:Storm Dragon Age:23 Gender:Female Race:Wood Elf Bio:Storm was left to a pack of wolves when she was a newborn. The wolves took her in and raised her until she could take care of herself. When she was 15 she found an abandoned house. In that house she found a hunting knife, a bow, and some arrows. She used these items on hunts with the pack and visited elf settlements to sell what she got from the hunts until she was 18. She then used the money she had to buy a place. After that she would spend spring with her pack and then stay in the elf settlement selling things and doing odd jobs. When she turned 20 she took in a wolf pup and named him Balto. Balto was the runt of the litter that year and would not be here today if it wasn't for Storm taking him in. Balto still lives with Storm and doesn't mind it if people call him a pet as long as they don't mean it as an insult or call him a dog. Storm has wondered what it would be like to earn a little extra money by adventuring but up to now didn't believe that her or Balto were up to it. Desc:Storm is a little on the tall side for a wood elf. She has short, wavy, white hair and reddish brown eyes. Her skin is slightly tanned. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Hunting Knife, Bow, Arrows(30), Spider Eye, Spider Poison, Pickaxe Weapon: Bow(30), Pickaxe Armor: Clothes Gold: 0 -------------- Special Abilities:Animal Control -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You go deeper into the cave. There's a group of humans speaking in a strange language. They haven't noticed you yet. Do you attack?
Name: Hyrken Grendalls Age:23 Gender:Male Race: Orc Bio: Hyrken's father, Drapeus, taught him to be courageous and honorable. Unfortunately, Drapeus was Hyrken's only parent. They lived together for 23 years, then a war washed over the land. Hyrken and his valiant father fought together countless times, but this time, it was different. Their homeland was being attacked, and Drapeus was killed in action. He fought to his very last breath, but it wasn't enough. Hyrken, saddened yet furious, moved to a new land after the death of his father, thus continuing his story. Desc: Tall, Greenish skin, Two large scars on chest, one scar across face, very muscular, and no hair at all. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Unarmed Armor: Clothes Gold: 50 -------------- Special Abilities: Brute Force -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You find a small blacksmith shop. This is what it's selling:
Steel Mace: 30 Gold Elven Sword: 50 Gold Orcish Battleaxe: 60 Gold Human Armor: 60 Gold Elven Armor: 80 Gold Custom Armor: 100 Gold, you decide what it looks like.
I examine the Steel Mace, then walk up to the store clerk. "I'd like to purchase a Steel Mace." I hold up 30 coins in my hand.
Name: Hyrken Grendalls Age:23 Gender:Male Race: Orc Bio: Hyrken's father, Drapeus, taught him to be courageous and honorable. Unfortunately, Drapeus was Hyrken's only parent. They lived together for 23 years, then a war washed over the land. Hyrken and his valiant father fought together countless times, but this time, it was different. Their homeland was being attacked, and Drapeus was killed in action. He fought to his very last breath, but it wasn't enough. Hyrken, saddened yet furious, moved to a new land after the death of his father, thus continuing his story. Desc: Tall, Greenish skin, Two large scars on chest, one scar across face, very muscular, and no hair at all. -------------- HP:100/100 MP:100/100 -------------- Inventory: Empty Weapon: Steel Mace Armor: Clothes Gold: 50 -------------- Special Abilities: Brute Force -------------- Clan Name: None Clan Members: None Allies: None Enemies: None -------------- Followers: Alone Romance: Single Good/Bad: 0
You buy the Steel Mace. -30 Gold, +1 Steel Mace. Now what?
