Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1 | Thread

Dec 24, 2024 2:05 pm

OOC:

Skies of Smoke and Flame

The kingdom of Lannia has lived in peace for a thousand years. The people of Lannia do not know the ways of war, and have no stomach for violence.

The conquering armies of the Styrovites now rampage across Lannia with none to stop them, putting all to the sword and the torch. We are the Council of Sages that has been assembled to create — through ancient sorcery and reckless science — soldiers able to stand against the Styrovites. Inspired by myths of a spirit called Orcus who killed the wicked, we have chosen to name your creations Orcs.

WHO ARE YOU?
Each Sage should let the Chronicler (me) know their name, their expertise, and why they were asked to join the Council. You may invent any and all details of your Sage, but if you need inspiration, you can consult the listing below.

Then, we will choose a Secret Motivation for our Sage from one those listed below (and keep that one to yourselves).

Sage Inspirations

Descriptors
Court
High
Assistant
People’s
Renowned
Self-Appointed
New
Dreaded
Reclusive
Honorary

Expertises
Druid
Witch
Hierophant
Alchemist
General
Thaumaturge
Librarian
Physician
Enchanter
Wizard

Titles
of the West
of the Arcane Arts
of the Deep Woods
of the Grand Academy
to the Guild
of the Realm
Emeritus
Ex Mortis
Eternal
At Arms

Secret Motivations

Prove my field of study is the most valuable
Be remembered as the savior of Lannia
Protect my people at all costs
Push the boundaries of what magic and learning are capable of
Wreak terrible vengeance for all I have suffered
Sow chaos, discord, and havoc

Selixa, the High King's Witch

Jdoublep Inactive for 1 months

Dec 24, 2024 2:13 pm

Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1

Welcome, Council. Some of you may know me. For those that do not, I am Selixa Thriceborn, Exalted Witch of the High King. I am here for one reason: to ensure that the High King's (and thus the people of Lannia's) interests are kept at the forefront of every decision we make. Our task is almost too much to consider: create new life and mold its purpose for this world. But consider we must. I am here as a reminder: our King is always watching. May his grace never wane.

Velledaine, New Druid of the Deep Woods

Dmbrainiac

Dec 26, 2024 12:26 pm

Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1

An elven woman with curling ram's horns protruding from her forehead taps her staff on the floor.

"I am Velledaine, the New Druid of the Deep Woods," she intones in a strong voice. "My predecessor met with a rather unfortunate end, so I have been appointed to take his place. My primary concern is upholding the delicate balance of the natural world. We must be mindful of the ramifications of introducing a brand new apex species to our ecosystems. Winning the war will mean nothing if we devastate the forest in the process."

Selixa, the High King's Witch

Jdoublep Inactive for 1 months

Dec 26, 2024 4:07 pm

Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1

"Velladaine, I find your concerns valid in the utmost, for what is Lannia without her verdant forests and varied fauna? It does seem that our great task presents an interesting puzzle in this regard. I've faith in the Council to keep ecological impact at the forefront of our decisions.

I believe we've two more Council members to arrive before our great work can begin."

Redcroc

Dec 26, 2024 9:14 pm

Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1

A large, lithe figure clad in black and grey enters the chamber.

A raspy, cold voice echoes out from behind an elaborately engraved mask. ""I am Semiyon, the Dread General Eternal. The High King has tasked me with joining this council to teach warfare and combat to the new creations as the people of Lannia have become weak and powerless. And my method of combat will help these... orcs... channel death itself against the Styrovite invaders. "

Lord Melmoth Perikles

sonofirony

Dec 27, 2024 8:50 pm

Dawn of the Orcs - Chapter 1

A black-robed figure ambles into the chamber with the aid of well-polished oak walking stick. His back apears bowed, his gait laboured, and his gaze is towards the ground across which he tentatively traipses. The figure's head is covered by a black Biggins hat which many would recognise as the mark of a Master of the Order of Librarians - an impression that would be strengthend by the large reddish-brown volume that is cradled to his body by his free left arm. Reaching his appointed seat in the chamber, the elder allows the large volume to fall to the table with a loud, echoing, bang.

The man lets out a sound somewhere between a sign and a groan as he straightens his back and lifts his eyes to regard his fellow Counsellors. At last, he clears his throat and begins to speak in a rich, resonating, baritone voice:

"Your excellencies, please accept my apologies for my tardy arrival; I find my will superintended by a wilting constituition. I am Melmoth Perikles, Master of the Order of Librarians of the Tower of Wisdom. My lord, the High King, has instructed me to attend this honourable chamber in order to share with his most excellent counsellors, what the ancients have to tell us about the secret and awesome art of Egregorics - that is, the animation of matter by.... shall we say.... less than natural means."

With that the Master Librarian nods his head and sinks into his chair with an exclamation of relief.

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