Vel'sere Desert

[Gyzvx]

Vel'sere Desert is as its title implies, is a vast sprawling desert area. The landscape is ancient and unforgiving. The main peoples of the desert are as follows: Humans, Minotaurs, Centaurs, Elves, and an old demonic race called the Cet (restricted). Vel’sere is honey combed with ancient ruins from the old centaur and Cet societies; massive caverns, brutal sand storms and strange beasts both magical and mundane.
The centaurs and the Cet are the oldest people of Vel’sere but in a great mysterious calamity between their two races both of their civilizations were ruined, but while the Cet cling to past glory and reclaiming their past magical might, the centaurs have adapted a nomadic lifestyle.
Despite all the bad history many still delve the ruins for glory knowledge or wealth (the Cet pay well for old artifacts). Many still never make it out again. Humans or Cet control most of the oases. It is said that the suns never rest in Vel’sere and with four of them and little cover it almost seem true. (There are only momentary lapses of dusk straight to dawn.)
The deserts greatest beasts are controlled by one of three ancient dragons:

Dz’raugh: dragon of Valor and Judgment the beasts he controls may help you if you are noble and good. (male)

Z’gragex: dragon of strength he controls only the most dangerous beasts and even is worshiped by some in times of battle or war but as he is really only concerned with his own strength he cares not for the pleas or whims of others. He wont hesitate to kill you and expects no less from the beasts under him. (male)

Thez’nmosiss: dragon of secrets. Originally owned by a wizard now long forgotten this dragon is well aware of the power, privilege, and danger of the knowledge of the old ways and works diligently to keep that knowledge lost (absolutely opposes the Cet and their goals) She controls most of the higher beasts of magical might. (female)



The Races:

The Humans are new to the desert and are just starting to build their lives in this place most of the other races don’t think they will survive long, but their tenacity and courage have served to keep them alive for the past 150 years. They have mixed appearances and can mate with any race they usually only live for about 400 years.


The Minotaurs are an industrial race obsessed with smithying and metallurgy. They are slow to breed and long lived about usually 250,000 years. They love coin money and only except coinage as money they were the ones to help establish the humans in the desert and are their steadfast allies they love human music but have no talent for it themselves and human alcohol. Humans love their talent for the armor and weaponry techniques and their brilliance in the design of sed objects. (Minotaurs use heavy armor as clothing) their physiology makes them immune to heat exhaustion.



The elves of Vel'sere are mercenaries, hunters and assassins. Utterly devoid of honor or a moral compass their only interests are self motivated they allied quite easily with the Cet when they were promised high seats of power in the revival they did not always know magic but had a natural talent and picked it up quickly from the Cet. Elves are immortal unless slain they do however age like most of the other races (the Cet are the only ageless race).



The Centaurs are downright ancient and have lived in Vel’sere since before recorded history they have no written language but have rich artistic heritage retelling their stories and histories in complex sand mosaics and various sculptures (it is said they once had an alphabet but abandoned the written word.) Master poets and archers they live for about 900 years. Their ancient connection with Vel'sere desert lets the live well there.




The Cet, a race of demons (the last of demon kind in this realm.) their appearance is that of horned centaurs with black scales instead of fur and their front legs ending in four-toed dragon like feet. Consummate magic users they care only about gaining the secrets they think are in the desert that will allow them to reclaim their peoples past glory. They being demons have no problem with heat and are also immortal unless slain but they are also ageless.

(any race can breed with humans or themselves....Hint..hint)  

[Gyzvx]

Ok The Rules of the house:

1: Romance and interaction between sides is allowed

2: No Godmodding

3: Keep PG13 please

4: Do not make characters like gods

5: Do not kill another character off without permission

6: Make a coherent character profile before you start to rp so everyone can get a feel for your character. It helps us all.  

[Lady_Conspiracy]

Username:
Lady_Mac

Name:
Oliza Ivy Green

Age:
17

Race:
Elf

Gender:
Female

Magic:
camoflauge and transformation

Weapondry:
Swords of all kinds, whip and staff as well

Personality:
Oliza is strong, and spiritual, she can be cocky at times, and overly competitive, but to the few that become close to her she is passionate and caring, and protective of those she loves. Otherwise she appears detatched from all emotion when she is fighting or on the job. She doesn't allow many into her personal space, and trusts no one. When she fights men are often mistified by her beauty. Some have rumoured her to be half Amazonian. As a fighter she is not one to be underestimated, she can kill fast and silently, leaving no prints behind.

Apperance:


Family:
Lost all her family as a child and is still searching to this day.

Home:
No fixed adress. She travels.

 

[can o whoop ass]

Can o whoop ***

Name
Kanji Temujin

age
15

Race
Human

Gender
Male

magic
light

Weapondry
wand

Personality
Kanji is calm and easy to trust. He fights as a last resort and is still learning how to. He can summon fairies to aid him in battle.

Apperance



Family
Has one brother and sister parents abonded him and now he's on his own

Home
no home he travels and stays at Inns  

[Lady_Conspiracy]

Riding her wild black stallion, Oliza gave a smile. A human wandering the desert would have thought she was a spirit, with her red hair and yellow eyes, her black horse and black outfit, with the butterflies circling her in the heat. The sand was kicking up around her as she approached a deserted oasis. Tying up the black stallion, 'Entity'. She had called him, the black wild spirit.

Oliza smiled as she whispered to calm him and set up a fire, the moonlight cascaded down on her, and she knew that in the few hours, moments of darkness, she should relax...  

[Hjesta]

User Name: Hjesta
Name:Arya
Age:looks 16 in human years
Race: Elven
Gender:female
Magic: Detect Water(this is a desert), wind (she can create light breezes or windstorms within a ten foot radius of herself)
Personality: She is one of the kinder of her race. She is an idealist believing that the races should unite under one banner and try to conquer this vast dessert. She is generally open to all races, but is especially fascinated with human kind. She believes that the only way for all of the races to form an alliance is if they can learn to trust eachothe and is therefore trusting to a fault.
Apperance: Slightly short, with a whipcord strength about her. She is one of the few dark skinned of her time with white hair.
Parents: Died in a windstorm three years ago
Home: the desert, she has a tent for camping, a large water and food supply, and all other things needed for desert travel.  

[can o whoop ass]

"man, where am I?"  

[Hjesta]

Arya is riding on one of her many expeditions through the desert. As she searches for food, scanning the vast desert plains, her keen eyes detect a figure in the far distance. "Finally!" she exclaims, urging her mount towards the figure. Nearing the figure, her excitement drops as she realizes she stumbled across a human, not game. While debating what to do, she hears him wander, "Were am I." With a sigh she approaches, hailing the man on foot as to prevent allarming him.  

[Lady_Conspiracy]

Oliza turned away from her horses as she followed the voices stealithly keeping her weapondry near her hands. Her black boots sank into the sand, seeing only a human, Oliza relaxed. "You're here in the desert silly." She voice laughing as she materiziled from the shadows.  

[Ryougi Yasumaru]

Username: Itacha-Kimoji
Name: Baradier Thunderhoof
Age: 127
Race: Centaur
Gender: Male
Magic: Ice
Weaponry: Long bow and sword and sheild for close combat (while not in use the sheild serves as a saddle)
Personality: Kind, Smart, level headed.
Appearence:

Family: None
Home: Nomad  

[Hjesta]

" More acuratelly, you're on the elven scouting route thirty miles from an outpost and fourty-five from the nearest city."  

[Gyzvx]

Username: Gyzvx
Name: Badr al Din ( Full moon of the faith).
Age: 2,500 years old.
Race: Cet
Gender: Male
Magic: Psycic, Demonics, Acid and Shadow
Weaponry: A scythe.

Personality: Constantly serious to a falt, arrogant, isolated personality, hateful of every race but his own and quiet in an dangerous way. He constantly gives off a sense of foreboding.

Appearance: A common appearance for a Cet except where as noted. He is a full head taller then most Cet. He has archaic script carved into and all over his upper torso. They slightly give a menacing red glow. He shaves his horns down and wears flowing long decorative robes, sashes and clothes over the bottom half of his body. Heavy gold bands are across his forearms and winding gold arm bands on his biceps. He wears half a mask over his face made of Ivory; it completely covers every facet of that half of his face. A strange cold feeling engulfs you as you draw closer to the mask. Many chains made of strange metals encrusted with foreign jewels are wrapped around his back legs flowing up his legs ending at his paunch with a heavy lock. When he speaks it sounds of deep whispers as if a shadow was speaking to you. The deep fiery glow that is found in the eyes of most Cet seem to be missing with this one.

Family: Unknown

Home: Unknown. It is rumored that he lives in a spiraled castle.


(THIS IS AN NPC VILLAN. I'LL USE HIM FROM TIME TO TIME TO FUTHER THE WORLDS OVER ALL STORY LINE.)  

[Gyzvx]

Username: Gyzvx
Name: Halvenrod Heavyhoof
Age:312 years old.
Race: Centaur
Gender: Male
Magic: Sand, Clarvoiance<- (only those of his tribes bloodline seem to have clarvoiance)
Weaponry: A Heavy War Spear.

Personality: Withdrawn, secretive and curt.
"This guy is all buisness get in the way of his methods and you will likely have a hurtting put on you." At least thats what they say. Halvenrod neverstays in one place long enough for most to find out. Being the last born of the cursed tribe of Sylvis it is said that he burns to make up for his tribes sin (what that is? no centaur will say.)

Appearance:

Height: 8 Feet.

Length: 10 Feet.

Eyes: Gold with black and red flecks.

Upperbody hair: Red.

Lowerbody hair: Chestnut.

Clothing: he wears spider silk and sandworm scale fullbody armor (its super light fairly strong and refracts heat from the wearer. its the common atire for centaurs going to the deep desert. The colors of the scales and the fourishes of silk blend very well to desert colors.)
Family: Sylvis (the dishonored tribe)

Added features: Due to his lineage his people cut off and cauterized his tail at birth he has no tail. (a deep shame for any centaur.)

Home: A small wyrm hyde tent he sets up any where he can on his travels.


(THIS IS AN NPC HERO. I'LL USE HIM FROM TIME TO TIME TO FUTHER THE WORLDS OVER ALL STORY LINE.)  

[Gyzvx]

As Oliza, Kanji, and Arya conveen; a swift and silent threat begins to creep from behind the dunes surrounding and entraping are new group.

It is a group of ten deep desert jackals. One obviously the leader of the pack is the size of a small pony he's battle scared and grizzled. The entire pack looks half starved and fully commited to having the three adventurers for lunch.

The light and heat of the dessert kick up to an incredible and awful rate as all four suns enter the sky. It has just become high noon.

A small but constant and swift breeze enters the area, a sign of a soon to be coming sand storm.  

[Gyzvx]

New Update (sorry i didnt think of this before): Horses, pack animals and the like are a rare expensive comodity. Now understand im not resticting them, but i hope you keep in mind the costs both monitary and otherwise when you give a beast of burden to your characters. They could just as easily become a liability especially in a desert evironment where food and water can be incredibly hard to come by let alone hay or even wild grasses.