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Perfect, we just need one more character.

With the creation of the Icecrown, snow and cold plowed into Uldum, creating a blanket of white. The Icecrown lay inside the temple sitting atop a pedestal.
(I'm not really sure what you're going for, so I used Warcraft city names after looking at your profile. Should it not satisfy, let me know.)

(Well, to be perfectly honest you are halfway correct. I just used the name, and also the Rp has not actually started yet, I'm still waiting for a few more players.)

(Fair enough.)

Oop: Is this open?

Yes, still gathering players so feel free to join.

Oop: Alright, I think I'll use this character

Hehe.. Sarkaras, I wonder who that is a reference to.

Oop: No body really It's the name of a Wildstar character of mine, renamed the character but decided to reuse the name

Haha, alrighty then. I thought it was a reference to Sargaras, the dark titan

Oop: No clue who that is Are we going to start soon?

We will start soon, I just want to make sure we have a large enough group for this.

Alright, anyone even generally interested should post and roll a d100 with said post.

Demitra sat their waiting. She personally didn't even care where she was. She just waited for something to happen, a war, a fight, and adventure. It didn't really matter. She would go out and find her own but waiting for something to find her was always more interesting. She had had so many small things happen like that, but where ever she was which she didn't really know would have to do.

(Well, seems we know who is going first xD now we wait for more players.)

Bastion stood at the top of cliff that over looked the seemingly endless tundra. He took a deep breath and exhaled it with a grin. It was good to be among the living again. Death was just so....... boring, and the Hall of Heroes wasn't the paradise it was supposed to be.

Barbarians singing and feasting, recanting tales of past glories, arm wrestling for gods sake. Something had brought him back, what that was he had no idea but one thing was for certain. He was no longer in An this, here he wouldn't be bound by the laws of a heroic emperor, here he could be anything.

A small chuckle came from his throat, soon the chuckle became a full on maniacal laugh. "Get ready! It's gonna get messy!" He yelled out over the tundra

What better sensation could there be than wind slapping against the face while the cool, fresh scent of ocean air filled the nostrils? The half-elf briefly closed her violet eyes, leaning so far over the bow that on any other ship she would have been immediately pulled back by a crewmen. But these men didn't seem to mind, or otherwise they knew she would mind if they attempted to stop her. She let herself breathe in the sea, her long, curly, blonde braid flapping in the wind behind her.

"Enjoying yourself, Captain?"

The half-elf straightened herself and reopened her eyes, smiling at her first mate, who had addressed her. "Yes, as always, Fless."

The captain was never happier than when she was at sea, but as she looked back around at her crew - all of them men, of varying races - she felt the familiar pull of adventure. She didn't know where it would take her, or the men who followed her so loyally, but she was eager to start on the path, whatever it might be.

(Perfect starting posts guys, just waiting on one more person, but if you want to invite friends go ahead and do so ^-^)

Out in the lush green grassy fields, Max wandered along the path before eventually coming over to a cliff which in front of him he saw a beautiful sight of the area around him. From small villages in the distance to even the woods or a rocky area on the right of his view. It was all quite nice to take him and even from here, he could just feel the light, cool wind blow against his fur which made him smile as he felt as fresh as ever for any adventure out there. It had been a while since he had headed off on a long-term journey, but he finally felt ready to take on the world's dark side and would make sure it would crawl back to its corner while the safety and comfort of the world would remain on striving.

Checking his equipment, he pulled out a notebook that contained a map and on the map it showed the region he was in and the areas around him. Pointing at the area he was in and figuring out where to go, he noticed that a bigger village in the distance of the view he was staring at would be his next stop for his journey. Taking a breath in and swallowing in the view one more time, he sighed contently and proceeded on towards the village along a safe but long path.

Wisteria sat on the tree stump with Dream on her lap.She didn't mind the cat as it curled up on her and dozed off.She was looking at a map,littered with many red circles on different places.Sighing,she closed the map and ran a hand through her silver locks.She put her map inside the satchel and stared at the cat.Sighing again,she picked up the sleeping cat and held it in front of her."Why did he had to be so damn rude,Dream?" she said to her cat.The feeling of someone holding it woke it up.The cat purred in response and Wisteria put it down on the forest floor.

"Well,good thing I have my horse.But the directions..." honestly she was lost.She didn't know where she was,even though she mustered all the intelligence and memory she could find in her brain to figure it out.The chestnut horse neighed,causing Wisteria to look at it.

"Alright,we'll find a way.We have to.Somehow.."