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The Maker smiles sadly on his Grey Wardens,
so the Chantry says,
as no sacrifice is greater than theirs.
The Grey Wardens are an ancient order of warriors, named so for their ability to tame and ride grey-coated gryphons, plunging into battle and turning the tides of war. They exist as neutral exemplars of peace, taught to never meddle in the affairs of political office, and provide only aid in an effort to aid the greater good.
They can exist in any place, often roving between the realms of all the kingdoms, forging onward to new adventures so that they might cure mankind of its hubris, and purge the all blighted things from this world.
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• We are a roleplay group in Furcadia that exists to aid each other in collaborative storytelling, and plot together, in a harassment/drama free environment.
• Joining this group means that you accept the only OOC rule, that harassment, bullying, and general meanness is not tolerable, and doing so will result in immediate expulsion.
• Due to the nature of the Wardens, it is not necessary to have a base of operations. Their existence may be played out in any low-tech fantasy/medieval dream in Furcadia, and it can be fun if you invite other Wardens to participate in your storytelling there.• Characters will be ranked in accordance with IC events, which can be gently nudged along by activity and frequent participation. We also encourage you to participate in dream-wide plots of wherever your character has decided to stay, and with proof, this will count toward the ranks and notoriety system.
• Characters are encouraged and expected to remain in accordance with the rules of the dream they have offered their patronage. The group leaders will not bargain on your behalf if you have greatly offended or mussed with a dream's rules, and can result in your expulsion from the group.
• Dramatic plots are encouraged, and welcomed. If you have ideas, do not hesitate to share them, because we all love to have fun roleplays. Especially when every moment as you on the edge of your seat. -
Men and women from every race; warriors and mages, barbarians and kings...
Once upon a time we were kings, or beggars, the most devout of men, or noosed. Once we stood in the streams of the midsummer sun, among our beloved ones, and sang gaily at our hearths for life yet had not turned us. Whence we came, who we are, it all matters naught, for we have writ in our blood, pledged our sacrifice; that we will keep a lonely vigil, endure hardship, and suffer a painful and violent death most assuredly.
Darkness cannot be conquered, and so must our flesh and bone be the shield of the people, a thankless and solemn duty. It is a life few would volunteer or desire, but it is a path of valor and honour, and a reward to know that we have become something more than we were.
Pledge yourself, and therefore sacrifice yourself, to the Grey Wardens.
Victory
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In war, victory.
In peace, vigilance.
In death, sacrifice.
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“The Grey Wardens hold a lonely vigil, enduring lives of hardship and sacrifice to protect the world from an evil that can never truly be conquered. Few would volunteer for this: the suffering, isolation, and promise of a violent death. But the path of a Warden is also one of valor, and those who give themselves to the cause are rewarded with the knowledge that they have become something more than they were."
