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George Rozas

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He watched from the village edge - the skies were coated in the darkest clouds, rain fell from them with enough force to flood the low plains. Somewhere high above great crashing echoed down to his ears, his fellow tribesmen cowering within their huts as if they could pretend it didn't exist. Were it not for the occasional flashes of streaking light illuminating the world he wouldn't have seen more than an arm's length away.

Once more, the skies were angry.

Hraldmir wasn't cowed like his brethren - he alone stood in the open atop the cliff's edge, drenched with water that chilled him to the bone and clutching his spear until his knuckles were bone white. His fingers tingled, beginning to lack feeling, but he remained defiant in the face of the furious sky roaring down at him and the rest of the land. His body trembled - cold or fear? Both, his mind told him. He was afraid, but he was brave as well.

He screamed at the sky with all his might, challenging the storm but drowned out by its rushing winds and crashing downpour. He would not cower as he had done with his tribe so many times before, he would stand and face the fury of the heavens head on!

He sucked in a breath to scream again only to be cutoff by the crashing of the sky, causing him to choke. He spluttered, coughing past the discomfort and raising his head again to glower - the streaking light came again, illuminating all for just a second. His eyes flew wide as a great shape dropped from the clouds, the streaking light tearing off of its illuminated form to launch in random directions. The shape was immense, inconceivably big for Hraldmir's mind, and it fell distantly - the crashing of the skies masking any sound it may have made from crashing into the ground.

Stirred by what he had witnessed the man wasted no time. He descended the cliff in the dark, guided only by his muscle memory of scaling it a thousand times past - and at the base, even tired as he was, he sprinted through the trees and across I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 03:44:37

George Rozas

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the plains as fast as he could bring himself to move. His body screamed at him, demanding he rest, but he couldn't hear it over the pounding of blood in his ears. He ran, and ran, for what felt like forever - stumbling, tripping, scratching and cutting his body with each trip and scrape. Guided only by the occasional flash of light in the sky and his memory - he knew the place the shape had landed.

It was not the place he recognized - the valley was no more, rainwater steadily seeping into the great crater that had formed around the shape.

No - it was no shape. Hraldmir stared in awe at the immense form of a light-shining beast. Bigger than any hut, bigger than the entire village... Bigger still. The man could find no comparison for the beast's size even as he slid down the mudbank of the crater's edge, the smell of something strange overwhelming his senses. It glowed, jolts of the streaking light forming and moving across its form - its feathers, he realized. Great wings that could cover the valley before its destruction, they looked broken and damaged - the body of the beast torn, bloody with raking claw marks.

Hraldmir hit the base of the crater and stumbled forwards from the slippery bank, hitting against the side of one of the great wings - the streaking light hit him, made his arms numb, but somehow he knew it was only mild. It was not the great flashes in the sky, but something passive. Before him the beast shifted - breathed. It lived?

He climbed atop the beast, scaling its wings and walking across its wide back - as if crossing the plains. Avoiding the gouges in its body that were akin to rivers, all the way until he reached a chasm of a wound. Something sharp had pierced it, the great bird. Something that must have been as large as it was. He felt tempted to look at the sky, but his eyes fixated upon the wound. He stepped forwards, into it, and the beast shook from what must have been pain.

But it could do nothing, he realized. It was helpless, I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 04:01:17

George Rozas

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it was dying . His feet carried onwards, to the deepest point of the wound, he saw it - the great bird's heart, exposed, beating, pierced but not deeply. Still, its blood flowed thick in the opposite direction, spilling out upon the land. The beast shook again as a sound emerged, a sound like the skies crashing - and there Hraldmir realized it was the beast's cry. It suffered.

He gripped his spear tight.

Even a beast as immense as this, with wounds so grievous it could not recover - it would still take time to bleed out all the while in pain. Despite recognizing the beast as the source of the sky's crashing fury he could not help but feel for the suffering of the bird.

He raised the spear and dug in his heels.

The suffering would not continue, he would bring about its end. It would not take much more, the beast was at its end already, just one thrust...

He stabbed down, the spear disappeared into the torn heart - and all at once Hraldmir's vision lit up with the brightest lights and the most horrendous pain engulfing his body. The streaking light leapt from the bird to him, and it filled him, covered him, and he could not open his mouth to scream, could not move, he could only suffer in place of the great bird he had ended the breaths of.

In a few hours he would awaken, forever changed - and so would start his impact upon history. I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 04:12:05

George Rozas

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~SUMMARY~

Welcome to something vaguely different! The intro no doubt makes little sense to anyone who didn't see me talking about what this is supposed to be, but let me explain - you are Immortal.

You weren't always immortal. In fact, you were an ordinary human up until something happened to you - a run-in with something mythical, legendary, magical - anything of the sort that could potentially grant you the power of an unaging soul. In the intro, the tribesman Hraldmir watched a great bird fall from the sky during a storm, found his way to its crash site, and landed the finishing blow to end its suffering by stabbing its heart - in doing so he gained the power of the Thunderbird and all that entails, including immortality.

But your origin could be any number of things. Perhaps you were possessed by a demon, yet you managed to suppress the creature and subsume its will with your own? Maybe a crystal of pure magical energy infused itself with your soul? Your powers are tied to your origin, so choose wisely.

To clarify - immortality is not invulnerability. You can still be killed, however you no longer age beyond the point where you gained your immortality, and therefore can survive the eons. More than that, you gained supernatural abilities befitting your origin - such as Hraldmir, harnessing the power of storms. However, there are also a few shared aspects of your immortality - physical abilities beyond the norm and a greater fortitude to live and move where others would be dashed against the rocks.

The choice of when in history you originated is up to you, with a hard limit on around 2000BC. We will be living through our modern history, only we will know the truth of what happened, most likely we are the cause of many events - and the elements of the supernatural that have been forgotten may be our foes.

Timeskips will occur to key moments, the inbetween and how often we met in those times is down to you. I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 04:12:21 - Last edited on 23-Jul-2020 15:47:13 by George Rozas

George Rozas

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~FORMAT~

Name:
Apparent age: (When did you stop aging?)
Estimated year of your origin: (Hard limit of 2000BC earliest)
Gender:

Origin: (How did you come by your immortality?)

Abilities: (What have you gained from your origin?)

Appearance:

Other:

(Due to the roleplay's premise, a short history is unnecessary)

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Hraldmir - Me I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 04:12:26 - Last edited on 23-Jul-2020 15:47:38 by George Rozas

George Rozas

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~TIMELINE~

This exists to keep track of what years we have roleplayed through and a summary of things that occurred.

1205BC - The Trojan War rages in the lands of ancient Greece, the siege of Troy entering into its tenth year. Many heroes of both the attackers and defenders have fallen in battle, from the invincible Achilles to Paris; the one who started it all. The walls of Troy stand as strong as ever, and fatigue has long since set upon all - how much longer shall it continue? I am Inferi.

23-Jul-2020 04:12:34 - Last edited on 24-Jul-2020 02:59:14 by George Rozas

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