09-14-2020, 12:31 AM
You were a soldier once, fighting for what you believed in whether it was the ever-grinding cogs of the machine, or the restoration of the Monarchy, the righting of wrongs. For independence, or to see the world cast down in flames.
Whatever the reason, you fought, you killed, and the killing went on so long that many of those born never knew anything but a world of war. Had grown to maturity in it's backdrop and followed it's needs to the front line. You killed for what you believed in, and risked your life for the same reason. You saw friends die to the enemies spells and swords. To Magitech and Magic.
But most of all, you saw them die to the plague with the coming of Saekanis, everything changed your comrades dropped like flies to the damnable plague, until you, like them succumbed to it as well.
When you awoke, you did not awake unchanged. Your victory was lost from your grasp, your comrades were dead, or worse reveled in their newfound connection to the Winter Wolf, and even your soul was defiled, leaving you warped and bestial. But the very thought burns in you, that the monster who stole everything from you would demand your fealty as well? Would demand your soul?
No. Once, you were something else, and if you could change into this, you could change back. Or change into something different. But whatever the means, whatever the cost....
Saekanis must pay.
Whatever the reason, you fought, you killed, and the killing went on so long that many of those born never knew anything but a world of war. Had grown to maturity in it's backdrop and followed it's needs to the front line. You killed for what you believed in, and risked your life for the same reason. You saw friends die to the enemies spells and swords. To Magitech and Magic.
But most of all, you saw them die to the plague with the coming of Saekanis, everything changed your comrades dropped like flies to the damnable plague, until you, like them succumbed to it as well.
When you awoke, you did not awake unchanged. Your victory was lost from your grasp, your comrades were dead, or worse reveled in their newfound connection to the Winter Wolf, and even your soul was defiled, leaving you warped and bestial. But the very thought burns in you, that the monster who stole everything from you would demand your fealty as well? Would demand your soul?
No. Once, you were something else, and if you could change into this, you could change back. Or change into something different. But whatever the means, whatever the cost....
Saekanis must pay.
The Dogs of War
So, I thought that the whole thing with the Saekanis plague was a pretty interesting idea, and I thought it would be interesting to do a character who's less happy with the sudden transformation and more vengeful about it. Now, I'll be totally content if I'm the only one who wants to do this, but I also figured, why not see if anyone would like to collaborate and get a group together/work out group dynamics before the TS starts. I don't see this as really an 'organized guild' so much as a social group that would be fun to RP.
https://discord.gg/Y2RdbXq
So, I thought that the whole thing with the Saekanis plague was a pretty interesting idea, and I thought it would be interesting to do a character who's less happy with the sudden transformation and more vengeful about it. Now, I'll be totally content if I'm the only one who wants to do this, but I also figured, why not see if anyone would like to collaborate and get a group together/work out group dynamics before the TS starts. I don't see this as really an 'organized guild' so much as a social group that would be fun to RP.
https://discord.gg/Y2RdbXq