Anstrial, Land of the Yvean Stars, The Fantasy RPing Guild

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Hello, and welcome to Anstrial, Land of the Yvean Stars guild. This guild is a fantasy roleplaying guild like none other. I'm positive you've never experienced a guild like this before. Come visit a magical land where Stars inhabit the earth, among many other species. This guild is for semi-literate roleplayers, and it's indeed an incredibly involved guild. Earn money to buy equipment for your character, or perhaps start your own store for others to buy from. Build a house for your family, or a castle for your enterprise. The possibilities here are endless, and we want you to be a part of them. So come now, and join the story. A story of history, in the making....



We are currently recruiting, so please, send your join requests after checking out the guild.

 

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~Goal~

Our goal is to provide a place to let your imagination run wild. A place to manifest your deepest feelings and dreams into a reality of text and description. A place to share in a utopia of people being other people. A refuge to forget today and express yourself in other people's bodies and imaginations. We do not discriminate the types of cultures, but welcome all types of cultures so as to foster the interaction of all types of people. We would like to see Literacy and Grace within each of your posts. To enhance your literacy and make you a great gaian roleplayer.

We are not entirely a roleplaying guild, but yet we have a market place werre you can sell actual items, like pets in the minishop to make money for quests, our guild is still currently undercontruction and only wish for it to flourish with wonderfull and active members. Our Crew is (almost) always friendly and ready to help. Our Guild is a PG-13, safe, and fun enviroment for roleplayers of the age 15 and higher.

 

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~Crew/ crew system~

As of now, we only have 4 crew members, including myself. But we wait patiently for more members, and new crew members to hire. Now, this crew system is rather original, and puts somebody in the Highest regard. Ever dreamed of owning your own, entire province? Well, all crew members are given ownership of an entire province, and the ability to do whatever they may within that province. It is a great responsibility, but the rewards are worth it. If you'd like to become a crew member however, hard work must come first. If you can prove that you are an active roleplayer, and can follow the rules, then you ought to make a fine Province owner indeed. The crew members are requires to be polite, kind, understanding, and enforce the rules. Don't be afraid to ask the crew a question, concerning the Guild or perhaps un-guild related questions as well.

 

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~Marketplace~

The Marketplace, and economy in Anstrial is original, and requires very little maintenance on your part. Each new character introduced in Anstrial, is given a certain amount of 'money'. Now, please note that the money is not actual Gaian gold, nor are the items involved. They are all used for the Guild Roleplay, exclusively. During the Roleplay, one might find a job, or perhaps objects, with which they could sell, or maybe keep and save them for another time. There are millions of things one could find in Anstrial. What would you find?

Another unique feature in this guild, concerning the economy of course, is a Bank. We store all of your hard-earned money, and items in this bank, but once again it's fo the Roleplay alone. If you can't carry something in your pocket, or would like to save some money for later, Go to the bank thread, and they'll store all of your items and money there. Interest is also added to the savings accounts, so if you leave it in the bank vaults for long enough, you may earn a decent amount of money....

 

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~Roleplaying~

Roleplaying in this guild is simple enough, for anybody who loves fantasy roleplaying. A roleplayer will create a character, and is allowed to be one of 6 different races. They all have their own powers, and are used for their purposes accordingly. Here's a list, and brief description of the races of Anstrial:

~Yvea~
Beautiful Spirit-like stars. They are the highest race of all, though there are two types. There are High class, and Low class. High class yvean are given dominion over an entire province. Low class yvean live within their own province. Skin colors are normal, and Hair color can be either White, or Light Blonde. They are elegant, and pristine. Their attributes include, natural beauty, speed, and agility. The soft glow above their skins is sometimes either a gift or a curse, for they cannot turn it off. Though the glow often aides in helping sway a deciding lover.

~Enthran~
These creatures live safely underwater. They're excellant architects, and building is common in their race. It is not merely a skill learned for them, it is natural. Though not every enthran is bound to follow it's call to architecture, they often choose to work with their hands. Skin colors are generally white, with some shades of blue, or green in them. hair can be any shade between blue and green as well. Their attributes include the ability to breathe underwater as well as on land, superior swimming skills, and agility.

~Absaroka~
These high-flying wonders are a peaceful race. They often choose not to partake in wars or battles. These creatures seem like birds from the ground, but up close they much resemble humans with feathers and wings. Instead of hair they have a mantle of feathers on their heads, though they have no beaks. Their feathers can be any realistic color, from white, to speckled red and gray. Also, their feet, or rather talons, are long and leathery, with short claws at the end of their three toes. Their attributes include agility, flight, and excellant vision. Though when they are flying they are weak to projectile attacks from the ground.

~Hothren~
These beasts live either underground, or in volcanoes, preferring the heat, and molten lava to the soft earth. Their skin is hard and blackened. Their hair is almost always a fiery red, or bright yellow. They are quite akin to wars within their tribes, and violence is something they rather enjoy. The dark rams-horns on their heads are often used for charging, and/or threatening an opponent. Their attributes include strength, and power, though they often lack mental strength.

~Dryad~
The elegant tree's of the forest come to life as these creatures awaken within them. They are like the tree's physically, and spiritually. When they stand still, their feet reach into the ground and they sleep as tree's for periods of time. Their green, leaf-like hair often flows with every move. Their bark-like skin is usually smooth to the touch, but hard as a tree's. Wooden antlers rest on their heads, like crowns. Their attrivutes include agility, the ability to transform into a spirit tree, or flower, the ability to blossom flowers all over his body, or hair. This is quite often useful when mating.

~Human~
Humans are likely the weakest of the races, though they make up for it with determination, and sometimes mental power. They are so adverse, though, it is hard to find a specific description for them. They are often prone to violence when provoked, but when they are calm they can be quite hospitable. When something takes over their hearts, such as greed, passion, they adhere to it, and as a result, intend to make their ambitions come true

 

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~Roleplaying, cont.~

Along with those races to choose from, there are also Social Ranks, or classes if you prefer, that one must fit oneself inside. A character must start at the Bottom, basically, and work their way up. Raising a rank is determined by the amount of money you have in your bank account, and your pocket. But bank favor is also something one must earn, if he/she truly wishes to deserve the rank title they may obtain.

~*High Yvea*~
~King~
Governor
Council Member
High Priest
General
Knight
Aristocrat
Middle-class peasant
Low-class peasant
Slave

 

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Our guide to Literacy!

Non literate: A post usually containing a maximum of two lines. A non literate post contains no detail or description of the characters surroudings nor the current event that happens. It is an extremely brief summary of the character's actions.

Quote:

It was very quiet.
*kicks dwn door n' shootz zombie in da head*

Non literate with God mode:

Quote:

Da zombie shoves an axe into him. *Quickly takes out da ax from his body an' cut zombi head of*

Semi literate: The person no longer uses any sort of symbol that describes his actions. There are still incorrect grammar in the post. The post may still contain god modes. Notice that the person uses 'he' alot. The post also doesnt have much or no transition words at all. The gun he was holding was not mentioned as he placed his back against the wall.

Quote:

up on the roof top, Crimson slowly skimmed around. nobody was der. He placed his back against a wall which is close to a door. he hears a whispering moan can be heard. He opens da door and sees a zombie. He shoots the zombie in the head and it dies.

Literate: A post containing flowering words and exceptional vocabulary. A literate post may contain an average of over fifteen lines. The post no longer has unblockable attacks and god modding. Characters handled by literate roleplayers take a hit in battles every now and then. I dont know if mine is literate enough. Hopefully, it will suffice.

Quote:

Crimson gasped for air as he reached the darkened rooftop of a massive skyscraper. Walking towards the edge, he took a glimpse of the abyssal horrors that wandered the streets. The large business buildings created thick, black smoke that obscured whatever was behind it. A crowd of undead being plagued every square kilometer. These 'things' have chased him all around, craving his flesh and have no other purpose. They roam and eat living beings with little care or mercy. Crimson's stomach seemed to jump as he was unable to bear the grotesque scenery. Of all his years in training as a police officer, never had he seen horrors such as this.

He walked in an awkward manner towards a corner, placing his hand on the wall to support his exhausted body. It was then there was that faint noise that whispered as it slipped by the door. Crimson approached the entrance with extreme caution. The noise that he heard now turned to a disturbing moan created by the living dead. Heart beating quickly, he softly pushed the door open with his fingers and waited for something to come out. There was no reaction. Crimson assumes that 'it' was further inside. Curious, he stood in front of the doorway and examines what secrets the darkness hid. As the noise grew louder, his heart beat faster. Slowly, he unholsters his pistol and aims beyond the darkness. It was too sudden for him to react. The zombie lunged forward at him, gripping Crimson's neck with surprisingly great strength. Both fell to the concrete floor as Crimson desperately tried to remove its decomposing hands. The thing's jaw dropped open, and snapped close, trying to get a piece of Crimson's neck. In the midst of all the commotion, Crimson places his foot by its ribcage and thrusts his kick upwards. His neck was free after the zombie flew overhead, hitting the billboard head on and fell to the concrete, breaking its neck.

Elite: Flawless, descriptive roleplaying.

Ex: Short story written by Xaki:

Xaki

I REALLY Don't know exactly what a mid-length post is ><'...Just ignore the topic...It was my sister's idea....her.....thirteen year old yaoi...idea........damn my creativeness! D:


It was that time of year again when the late summer breeze carried with it the crisp clean smell of the upcoming autumn, and the emerald leaves of summer faded and gained their bold fiery tinctures of gold, crimson, and rust. When time it's self seemingly slowed to a hault, complementing the grab colors that mother earth took on. Which added to the enchanting effect.

What was to become of them now? Were they seriously going to send them off to fight the kingdom? Were they ready for that? He asked himself as his toes touched the edge of the water, flinching slightly as the temperature he then proceeded into the frigid lake. Shivering as the lakes icy water caressed his bare skin, he looked at the priests who stood behind him on the bank. This was it, his journey into manhood, and possibly a life of outlandish adventure. With nothing but the little clothes they left him on the opposite bank. Withdrawing himself from the waters jagged temperature, he grabbed the set of clothes laid out for him on the bank and clothed himself. Looking back across the lake, he took one last look at his home in which he'd hid behind the safety of its walls for so many years.

Why doesn't my hair dry fast anymore. It' was the same length too. And fire won't do a thing. I guess there's no other way to dry it but with air of course. That was the usual through from him after he'd bathed in the morning. The water still was a bit chilled even when he'd attempted to heat the water,(which he'd noticed would never work. Flames are extinguished by water.) He never realized that after all, he's usually never go anywhere near water with fire he'd been playing with.
A leaf fell to the water in front of him, and he watched as the water rippled beneath it's impact. Truly fascinating. Each time something dropped in the water, more ripples were made, bouncing off of each other, causing more ripples to take form. He enjoyed the peace at the moment as if it would be his last. For later he would end up fighting in a battle that he'd never wanted to take place in but had to, for the sake of other people. Somehow, he'd wanted to be a cloud. going where the wing took him, going without a care. Just floating. gliding with the breeze. But instead, he was burdened with his task.

Looking at Xaki, smiled. Before diverting his attention to the sky, which was wasting no time getting darker. The sooner we find a safe place to sleep the better, we'll have to make camp soon. He paused, trying to keep his eyes off of Xaki for the moment. But with what would they make a camp with exactly? he asked twirling around all they had where the little clothes the elders had provided them with, I guess this is the test. The difference between a man and child, you must learn to use your environment to your own advantage.

Fiddling with a small sapling he pondered the possibilities We'll also need a fire, but Xaki can handle that. That leaves the responsibility of a shelter to me I guess... Maybe we should find a more protected place to camp though first he noted looking at the open area.

He sighed yet again, and stood. A fire would be in the manner . It's almost dark. he yawned. Fire wasn't really that simple. well, it was but still it was rather hard to control. He stood by yet a different tree and pulled a few pieces of bark. "Feh. fire on a stick. A torch. Yes, that's it! A torch! “he squealed excitedly. Setting things on fire pleased him so. It was truly mesmerizing, to watch the flames leap onto anything other that's flammable.

He struck the two pieces of wood together around three or four times, and instantly as expected, fire was made. "HAH! I've set yet another thing on fire!" he squeaked, and pressed the flames against the spare piece of wood, a branch, that he'd found.

Looking at Xaki his eyes widened at the sight of the fire, "wow, that awesome." he said smiling at him as he continued down the trail as the sun sunk behind the trees. "maybe we should find a place to camp and set up a fire." He stopped and looked around, they'd come along way since the village. No where he'd been at least, spotting a place he tapped Xaki on the shoulder and pointed to a small clearing that was surrounded with a thick ring of trees and thickets. With the proper shelters it would be perfect for them to stay, little wind. So for the most part they'd stay warm, and protection from animals, at least the larger of the animal kingdom. "what about there I think I might be able to build us something formidable there." he said raising a brow at him " and there is just enough room for a small fire to keep us warm through the night"..

"A great idea indeed." Xaki mused. "And I'll work on getting something to eat." he sighed, and glanced around. "The lake! That's where I can find food." he laughed. The torch was another thing, it would be a bit of trouble trying to carry it while fishing. "You should take this with you." He said a bit bluntly, and walked off, retracing his steps back to the river. He enjoyed the dark, it was peaceful, quiet, and a bit on the creepy side, but still, he enjoyed it so.

Watching as he trailed off into the darkness, Nick began to clear the area before setting up a circle of stones and wood for a small fire. Lighting it, he began his work on a small shelter just barely big enough for both to move around in comfortably. He would have made one bigger, but the lack of supplies limited his production. Made of weaved saplings, bare sticks and branches, and cloth he tore from his shirt to hold the walls together the shelter was somewhat sturdy. But it would do, using big palm leaves for a roof. incase of rain or some other unfortunate event. Waiting for his return, nick even sat up a small thing around the fire. In which to cook what he brought back.

Xaki came back with two fish, one for each of them. He was soaking wet yet again, and probably wouldn’t dry off for the next few hours. On top of that, it was a bit of a hassle to walk soaking wet because his hair would end up getting stuck in the bushes whenever he would walk through them. So, his hair had various twigs and leaves in it, going him the appearance of someone dressed in leaves or something of the sort. It was a rather amusing sight. And he was a bit more flammable then he was now from the branches and leaves. "Nick!" he called out" I'm back from the watery depths!" he joked, a bit delirious from lack of sleep and food.

"What are you doing all wet exactly?" he asked laughing at his joke, "Your going to freeze to death, hang your clothes by the fire so they'll dry and you don't get sick" he stating shaking his head " did those fish give you some trouble?" he asked jokingly looking at Xaki’s hair that was riddled with twigs and sticks " can you go anywhere without making a mess of yourself?" he inquired motioning to the camp "I’m done with the camp." he looked at it and then to him "what do you think?" he asked raising a brow.

"Yes, the fish did give me some trouble, no, I suppose I can't go anywhere without getting a bit scratched up." he sighed, then looked around, ""It's missing one thing!" he chuckled, and ran his fingers through his hair pulling out a rose that had gotten stuck there, and placed it in the ground. He picked up a twig, and started to write something on the ground after making the outlines for a doormat. "Home is where the heart it." was what it said, though he couldn't write it without laughing slightly.

"I think your becoming water logged, because your becoming delirious my friend." he said smiling at him "Come lets go dry you up and fill our stomachs, and maybe even get some much needed rest before tomorrow." he paused walking into the small ringlet of trees and sitting in front of the fire, warming his hands he awaiting Xaki's arrival. How far do we have to go, according to the map more than a thousand leagues. possibly two. he thought.

Tracing runes in the dust, he let them flip through his head as he tried to memorize their purpose. Maybe tomorrow, they could practice their skills on the way to the empire. to occupy themselves.


"Here, have a fish" he laughed, and tossed him a fish.” Be careful, it may not like being eaten.." he joked, and sat staring into the fire. Feh...I'm not tired. nor am I dry. But that's another story. I wonder if that bear found me. Wonder what bear meat tastes like. probably like chicken or something.. he rambled on in his thoughts. Cooking a fish. here we go. just don't drop the thing in the fire. If so. don’t burn yourself trying to get it.. he thought yet again, and skewered the fish across the fire. "I hope this thing doesn't explode or something.." he joked. Looking at Xaki, He mimicked him. Skewering the fish on a stick, and hung it over the fire. Laughing at his joke he watched the fish and Xaki, "The next town we reach, we'll have to buy supplies and other stuff. "he said studying Xaki's expressions, he had never failed at being amused or bored. Looking around the wall of trees and thicket, it felt somewhat safe. Although it didn't compare to anything he had back in Yielle.

"Right, that sound like a great idea!" he said before glancing over his shoulder. Please don't be the bear he thought, and moved a bit quickly to sit behind Nick, carrying the cooked fish with him. For some reason, he seemed to be a bit scared of things. Probably something that happened, that never really did happen. He peeked over Nick's shoulder from behind him still a bit frightened. Supposedly, he was a bit delirious after all.
Nick looked at him as he moved behind them "What?" he asked looking out into the blackness, seeing nothing he turned looking at him. The beat of his heart sped up a tad "There isn't anything out there..." he said laughing. Before turning the fish to cook it equally, letting his eyes drop to the glowing embers of the fire he let his concentration dwindle as Xaki's presence was clearly evident behind him. Goose bump spread over his body as Xaki’s warm breath spread over his neck Where do we go from here? he asked himself thinking about the map of the empire what lies beyond this trail? He inquired.

"But, I saw..something.." he muttered a bit puzzled. "I think I've gone mad.." he laughed, and sat there quietly still a bit worried about whatever was there. Probably a rabbit..or a squirrel..Nothing to worry about. But, what if the squirrel has rabies.. he thought. "Nick, have you ever heard of rabid squirrels?" he whimpered, and picked at the cooked fish.

Nick distorted his face and turned to face Xaki, "rabid squirrels? I have but I don't think that there are any around here." he shrugged smiling at Xaki, perking his ears he heard a rustle. Like water he thought standing up and looked over the thicket, nothing. there must be a spring, we'll have to check it out tomorrow he noted sitting back down to face Xaki, " is there anything you wish to discuss" he asked smiling.


"Hm.." he muttered, "Can I have a hug?!" he laughed, and glanced at a small rabbit not far from them. Rabid rabbits? That's interesting.. AH! It's so fluffy! I shall name it fluffy and it will be my fluffy.. he laughed, and sat with his knees curled to his chest, slightly rocking back and forth about a thought he was having. Lately, he'd been rather cheerful. Otherwise known as hyperactive so to speak, and couldn't stop thinking about things a bit complexly.

A hug? he thought and playfully smiled wrapping his arms around Xaki and squeezing him tightly "there do you feel content now?" he asked looking at him with a wide smile, and hat faded when he looked down at his wet clothes. Laughing he looked at him and rolled his eyes "look you've gotten me all wet." he remarked playfully. "well..." he fell silent staring at Xaki. and letting and started to day dream.

Yay! I got a hug!..he thought a bit excitedly, and glanced back at Nick, not really knowing he was blushing at the moment, but glanced back down at the ground, and oddly, there was the rabbit that he'd been staring at. "What do we have here?" he said picking up the rabbit cheerfully, "Fluffy! That's your name for now!" he squealed excitedly

Nick let his eyes scan about Xaki's face, tilting his head slightly he smiled at him "Is there a reason your turning red?" he asked looking at the small rabbit, it must have wandered from a burrow. It surprised him it's mother wasn’t close behind it. Looking up at the moon, he diverted his attention to his fish which was now burnt. quickly removing it from the fire he looked at the charred thing on the end of his stick, sighing he threw it into the darkness "well..." he said looking at Xaki. " is there anything you want to talk about?" he inquired.

"Maybe, maybe not?" he grinned, and scratched the rabbit's ear. "Well Fluffy, you’d better be going now?" he whispered to the rabbit as if he were a child, and watched it hop away. "Nick, have you ever had the feeling when..you..like someone, but don't really know if they liked you?" he asked, looking away slightly, and turning his he so his hair would cover his amethyst eyes

Nick felt a warm fuzzy, almost burning sensation fill him as he asked the question, Yes, I have he thought not knowing how to answer it. So he bluntly answered "yes." he declared and looked at him "why do you ask?" he shifted his eyes about. I feel it all the time when around you. he thought as a sinking feeling fill his chest in replace as the other faded.

"I just wanted to know how would I go about telling someone, that person, that I.." he sighed, loved them.. he thought. Come on Xaki, spit it out, just let him know how you feel! he thought to himself. He didn't really know how to ask the question, nor did he know how to go about asking the question. He was afraid of the outcome, lately, he'd been afraid of several things.

Looking at the ground he wondering what Xaki meant by this, looking up to meat his amethyst eyes he smiled lightly. If only he were thinking of me when he thought such things. he thought enviously it's impossible... no one could ever like me much less... forcing the thought from his head he looked up at the moon that was now high in the sky, looking at the bed of moss he placed in the small shelter he looked at Xaki "we should get some rest for tomorrow."

"Yes, that sounds like a great idea..." Xaki yawned and ran his hand through his hair . In doing so, he cringed as if something had impaled or, "shanked"(XD) him. Apparently, it had dried some, but was a bit knotted and entangled.. Unexpectedly, the eldest extended a hand to trace the jaw of the other, and pulled him into a dee[ kiss. He raised a hand to the other side of his face to keep Xaki's head in place. The one recieving the action was somewhat shocked, but in ecstasy at the same time..