Sons of Exodus (Open =D)

[Wesley Fawx]

The setting is a foreign world. 35% of the world's population lives in a single city in isolation between two great mountain ranges. They know nothing of the outside world. They've never had any reason to venture beyond the valley they call home. There are those who are curious but an tyranical government supresses any inquisition as to what's beyond the mountain pass. There are those in the city who want to escape the viscious dictator that controls their everyday life, so they have come together to form a rebel group called The Sons of Exodus with the soul purpose of escaping the clutches of the overlord Marcus Serecin. The Serecin family has ruled the city between the mountains for generations back to when history first began. At first their rules were just and fair, but slowly over time they have corrupted and become pious, greedy politicians.

Welcome to Vardinus

Vardinus is built out of both faces of two great mountains. Each on opposit ends of the valley. Systems of steam powered cable carts, bridges, and tram systems connect the two faces and two parts of the city. Most of the Citizens live on the Northern face. This side is where the working class and lower class citizens live. In these districts the king's guards are ever present looming over the citizens like a dark cloud waiting for them to slip up. Their armour is a pale slate blue with veins of yellow energy coursing through it. Their weapons vary from large imposing pole arms to sinister looking daggers. Most of the people in this district are laborers spending their time working farms or making a product to sell. Everyone works hard, and they all look it. Throughout the city there are plenty of children running about. most of them look dirty, but content. They often ride home-made or salvaged hover boards around the city getting into trouble or causing the guards a bit of mayhem. There are always strat animals roaming the streets. They're generally sweet animals hungry and desperate, but sweet.

The northern district is divided into 3 districts: Residential, Crafting, and the Market. The Market is always crowded at any time of day until late in hte evening. The Crafting district is filled with the grunting and clanging of blacksmiths, potters, alchemists, jewlers and all assortments of craftsmen and women. This district also houses the black market of Vardinus, which sells all manners of rare and exotic items, as well as daily odds and ends that would be too expensive to buy from the legal market or are just cheaper in general because of their shady obtainment.


This is the story of the Sons of Exodus. We all are a son, or and ally. Furries, Mystical beings, and humans are welcome. Please fill out the form below when entering the RP

[u]Username:[/u]
[u]Name: [/u]
[u]Age: [/u]
[u]Race: [/u]
[u]Position:[/u] [Both your order (if applicable) and what you do in it]
[u]Skills: [/u]
[u]Appearance:[/u]
[u]Bio:[/u]

 

[Wesley Fawx]

The Sons

Leader
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Council
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Guardians
Nacaru ~Wesley Fawx~
none x however many we need
Members
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Job Descriptions:
Leader: Makes executive decisions with advisory aid from the concil. He has the final say in all major decisions, as well as power over the full military force of the sons

Council: Council members hold high authority and aid the Leader in his duties.

Guardians: Guardians are protectors of the Sons. They do not leave on skirmishes or other mission unless they are specifically called upon. Each one has their own specialty in which they excel at greatly, and along with their speciaty they have learned basic skills in various mystic arts.

Members: Each member has a special skill or service tat they offer to the Sons. Anyone who wishes to join that does not have something to contribute is declined. All members must be able to fight or aid the cause in some way. Citizens of no special talent are restricted on admission under law that they would be a felon if associated with the Sons and would be a fugitive of the law without helping our cause in any way.  

[xXAngel of ProtectionXx]

(Id join, but 1st id like to know more about the technology and about the roles of the members)  

[Wesley Fawx]

xXAngel of ProtectionXx

(Id join, but 1st id like to know more about the technology and about the roles of the members)

I'm workin on it, if I was smart I would put (Under construction) in the title.... but that would be the smart thing to do  

[Wesley Fawx]

Rules:

Follow the TOS and dont god mod. That's pretty much it XD

List of Characters:
Username: Wesley Fawx
Name: Nacaru
Age: 24
Race: Seraphim
Position: Guardian: Central Guardian
Skills: Specializes in the long sword and martial arts. Special profeciency in fire magic
Appearance: 6'4 Lean and strong. His long white hair flows down just passed his shoulders. The front of his hair is pulled back by a pair of dark tinted goggles. His eyes are a burning white save his pupils. He usually wears a grey tank top with a red scarf covering his neck chin and shoulders. His right hand has a tall glove strapped on at the elbow and stopping in the middle of his palm. The glove is mainly leather straps with large snaps connecting them and chains laced through it. His left hand is simple adorned with a small leather half-finger glove. He usually wears form fitting jeans with a single chain conecting his wallet to his belt, and strong leather boots beneath the hem of his jeans. His wings are a brilliant white tipped in black
Bio: He was born and raised in the city. His parents were ex-military they were dishonourable discharged for conspiracy. He was raised learning martial arts as a form of discipline. He found the Sons at the age of 20 and joined along with his parents as guardians.

 

[Wesley Fawx]

In a rustic almost run down smokey bar a few guys and a few girls dance on a stage. The men in not but a speedo and the women in sexy lingerie. They danced in coulples sometimes, and sometimes alone, sometimes men with men, sometimes women with women, and sometimes a man and a woman. The bar tender laughed abnoxiously at an absurd pun Nacaru made about an egg crossing the road because it had the 'inclination' to.