New Player Roles and Legends

[Note: Gonna add abit of actually reality into this so beware *ooohh scary*] Edit: Sorry this is for my character Obier ID:49572 The remaining faint memories are clouded.... twisted and confusing... Their truths and lights are turned into riddles and swirling darkness. What I knew once all too well has been "Cleansed" and removed from my mind... I remember nothing. What is this place I see before me... This isn't right... This isn't the world I knew.. Where is the barren wasteland I hated? What has happend to people I surely knew? I curled myself up into a heap at the foot of the roman bust statue, It's piercing stare rained down onto me as I began to sha…

Due to Mur's announcement about the most creative forum topic, i browsed my folder of fun stuff and found this one... Regardless of any prices, i've kept this from your eyes far too long already! This is the story of how i got my 2nd Pimped Grasan ever, Murry, ID:523743. Prequel: I've been sitting around at Bob with Zlei (whom i, retrospectively, strongly suspect of having his godly hands in all of this <.<) when somebody ruined my suit, for some reason or other. I took on the clothing of my then only pimped grasan, and he was left there, hiding naked behind bob, while i went to wash my suit. Somebody, i can't quite remember whom, has then thrown my poor gras…

I know I haven't been in existence for very long in this game, but, I thought I would begin to create a real character for myself. What is below is what will become part of my own back story. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I miss my home... In heaven, in the great above, we knew nothing but joy. Life was a perfection. As the gods' chosen, we lived in peace. We had law, but it was only a formality, really, for no crime had ever been committed. I only had only but one true rule to follow... My life, my purpose, was to s…

My backstory is finally finished! I worked really hard on this, please tell me what you think of it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [font="Century Gothic"]I miss my home... [/font] [font="Book Antiqua"]In heaven, in the great above, we knew nothing but joy. Life was a perfection. As the gods' chosen, we lived in peace. We had law, but it was only a formality, really, for no crime had ever been committed. I only had but one true rule to follow... [/font] -----My life, my purpose, was to serve the gods, as was the truth for all of my brothers. However, to my g…

I feel the need to put something on paper, to leave a mark and to clarify Ravenstrider, not just for others, but for myself as well. I am not a writer, so my words will be simple and uncompelling, my auto-portrait blurry and incomplete, but I hope at least, that this imperfect image painted by words will complement my actions and show myself to you. I am who I am... Human, flawed... Simple and complicated at the same time. What drives me? What is my place in this realm? Can I dare say for certain? During my short stay here, I have been called a fool numerous times. I can not deny, I can act in such a way, seeking to amuse myself, to drive away dullness …

I am Rask, first born son of Khalazdad, first King of Necrovion, gotten from the womb of his favorite wife, born within the barren walls of Deathmarrow. I was bathed in sand and branded for the Shades before I knew the caress of the living. I have emerged from my self-imposed isolation in the desert. I have sand in my skin and in my blood. I wish to claim my birth right.

[color="#808080"]"Darkness! I see darnkess. I hear nothing, i fell nothing - where am I? I move my head and I realized something with my head is unfamiliar to me. Yet my whole body feels so. My body? I try raising my hands and touch my chest but my fingers touch only a rib of bone. My finger? I try looking at them but all i black around me. I try to feel with them but I have no feeling in my fingertips anymore. Hard phalanges instead of soft skin protecting warm tissue. I get scared. What happend to me? I can´t remember anything, who am I? Where is this? Why am I laying on my back, face up? Is this maybe, a coffin? Am, am I...dead? No can't be, I wouldn…

There always seemed to be a distance between the man Driftwood, and those that were near him. Amongst salons and throngs alike there was something that hovered around him, shivered about him that kept all others at bay. There were, of course, times where what could be called a guard was dropped. That term however, is completely improper. One could ask The Archivist Pamplemousse, or perhaps the Pirate-Captain Cryxus ( though admittedly, it has been some time since that one has seen it). Ask of them how his gaze sparkles when the dreadlocks are pulled away, or how that same gaze glowers and smolders when the tendrils hide his face. He smiled softly, one of the moments wh…

Last week, some of you may have noticed an event at the Gazebo of Equilibrium. I need a violin string, for a purpose I can't divulge, and it was suggested to me that an Aramor on Golemus would know likely have a Knator I could use to attain the gut. It might seem like a stretch, but it is important that the Knator be as present as possible; it couldn't be my Knator. So I summoned |Abra, the empty aramor, to the GoE, and began to speak with him. He was incredibly confused, but we reached an agreement. He would give me his Knator and I would return in a week to teleport him out again, should he want to leave. Grido then teleported him back to the island. I promise…

Flamewarrior is a mystery even to me!!! I require help with his role in MagicDuel, Loreroot, and possibly the Guardians of the Root. So far, he can cook, give pedicures, manicures, and make new footwear for those who need it. I am willing to read ideas/suggestions.

[b]To be continued and edit in time, with new quests added[/b] [i]Creation of the Artifacts, part 1[/i] Tankfans was walking through Loreroot, and when night fell, he decided to take some sleep... After falling a sleeping, he dreamed of many things... White Spirit, within form of a wild cat, appeared in his dream, trying to tell him something. He saw a symbol, and it reminded him of a crafter, Udgard, for no apparent reason. When he woke up, under an influence of a dream, Tankfans went to look for Udgard. After explained of him what he dreamed, and showed him the symbol from his dream that he draw upon waking, Udgard, altough looking unsure, he also looked like he a…

Chapter I - Prologue A man was walking around the streets in the Eastern Lands. He was of middle age, although he looked much older. He was formally dressed with a coat and a bowler hat. He followed a staircase, which led to a lively pub in old-fashioned looks. There were two tables, two blazers, which ligthened the place, a bench and a bar with different various bevarage. Around half a dozen people were drinking, talking, laughing. The man went inside, ordered a glass of wine and rest his arms on the bar thinking. It was day 325 of the 4th year. The common topics were about the new alliances in the Eastern Lands - The Caretakers, the mysterious Seal of Six. Other top…

Since i'm old, i'm getting forgetful(not an rp thing,i just have a shocking memory), so can people post here or message me with things they remember about events that i've been involved with, little moments, conversations we've had, literally anything that i've done in MD(except things like; I saw you banning so-an-so). Don't (purely) repeat things others have said unless you've got extra details to it please, and if you can put an approx date on it i'd appreciate it, thanks

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Greetings once again, i ask for your support once again for my title i desire "The Last Guardian Of Golemus Golemicarum". I have worked hard and long for my title (1 year +) with a short break of around 1 year+. I think its time i try for my title again:) Ive left out some information of my discovery of the secrets which i uncovered which i was requested to keep hidden for now by enemies & allies. My word holds, even if you are my enemy i will not break our agreements so please do not worry. Anything else i have added to my scroll or you have heard me speak of it. This is my current scroll where i have written part of my tale. My other post (which is now closed)…

It seems that Adam's mental problem is getting worse. The other day he was hallucinating and eating the prison bars, yesterday he tried to kill himself, and earlier today is much worse: Day 351 Year 4 [b]The Deadly Paws[/b] [attachment=1331:ADAM INSANE!.jpg] His hallucination and mental illness is getting dangerous for others and for himself. He can kill an inmate if this continues without medical treatment, now he believes that he is a Cat and, apparently, killed Peace. Fiju, an Inmate Healthcare Supervisor is not always around, and I am Bored has no knowledge about health or mental problems, this will not be resolved and will just get even worse as the days pass…

My name is Gremlin, I am a Guardian Angel for those who are in need. I am also a Knight of the Half Moon sworn to Protect the Sybil and the Lorerootian Nation. Even though I ahve became half tainted and inflicted with a multipule personality I am still peoples Guardian angel and Protector of Loreroot, The Sybil of CoE and THE SISTERHOOD.

Tales from the prison Day 06 Greetings to all of MD family..i'm witting you you all.. well not all of you ..anyway.. its 6 days since i'm locked in the prison and i feel wonderful!!! Actually i have never been better except when i was born Also i really hope to stay here for a very long time and every day i wake up in my cell i pray to the shades that .Grido. will stay on his position for eternity..Also i must say that i'm very proud now that i realized that i FINALLY have a TAG!!!!! actually i have TWO. 600 days of activity and finally its all mine!!! Its a small one amd it says (Jail)(Jail) but im happy with it Anyway i do have some complaints regardless a prison.. …

Tribunal is my home and I wish to see it prosper. I am the barkeeper at the pub located in Tribunal and will still bartend there though I have been marked as a Traitor to the Caretaker alliance. I am also a dancer and I may occasionally put on a performance if asked and if I am not interrupting any current costumers.

I suport Fiju's fredom of speech. To ban him from the forum or even to close his topics I consider an abuse.

[size="6"][center]The Tainted A return and a sacrifice [/center][/size][size="5"] After releasing herself from the gauntlet at Willow's Walk, Ailith entrapped within her nymphly form the residue of the liquid dust and the remnants of the taint that remained. A being of energy, the crystals that yrthilian prepared for her allowed her to encase the dust, protecting herself from it with the love she has for the realm and the people in it. Becoming the Transient Watcher, she started to continue her work as peacekeeper and started to try to revive the Dimensional Shifters guild on behalf of Shoeps. The tainted issue was gradually put to the back of her mind and she worked…

I am the rider of the powerful winged beast protecting the skies..........I am a weapon researcher too.....I try to make new weapons and to see my story please read my papers.....it is slightly big and if needed I am ready to paste it here

I'm not sure if this is the right place to post my story but geographically it's the closest place ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mine is the tale of an island.... Sharpwind island.... a small island south west of Golemus Golemicarum It is basically a huge rock shaped like a sphere and filled with caverns, a hard place that the wind hits all day and numerous whirlwinds constantly appear across it's coast. There are legends that the God of wind cursed this island, to be tormented forever by the winds... It is said that the caverns are winding endlessly like a huge maze, in the center of …

[font="Lucida Console"]The only memory I have of life before coming into this realm visited me in a dream. This dream came to my as I was curled up next to Amoran at the base of the Oak Fort... [b] We were suffering a winter without end, a season of blowing granular ice and frosty winds. The clouds floated, heavy, nestled between the ridges of looming mountains. The bears were emaciated, our supplies were exhausted, and the village folk were frightened. Naturally, they looked to the druids for help. It was on one special evening, crowning the day which marked the beginning of my first moon cycle, that the druids decided that my initiation into the Order wou…

I do not have much to say but I thought that I should post something. I am an Acolyte in the Necrovion Sentienls. I once was a slave and am pretty much one at heart but I can't be a slave any longer. I am mainly a dancer *shrugs* Only you can say how good or awful I am. That is pretty much all that I have to say about myself... Feel free to post any comments.