Reven
Grim Republic of Reven | |
Overview | |
Nobles | 7 |
Council | |
Depraved Prince | Hendrick Armsworth |
Imperial Seneschal | Hendrick Armsworth |
Regions | |
Description
A RP Heavy Lawful Evil Tyrannical Empire, focused on role play and status gained through the Blood Oath and Favor with the Disciples and Emperor. We look to bring continent wide role play through regional RP and inclusion of Nobles & Adventurers regardless of their patron realm.
Introduction
Xlair Silverblade, the "Blood Eternal" cursed to wear the Armor of Arshava, a torture device made by the Silverblade family of necromancers with the intention to kill and enslave Xlair. Instead he was able to conquer it by using the blood of his enemies to sate and bind with the armor itself.
He would take revenge upon his household, destroy it, and come to Beluaterra. He took Wudenkin due to it's history with evil and power and is seeking divine lore, worship and oaths of strength by blood toward the common goal of finding relics of power to open a portal to the gods with the intention of finding the Dark Mistress.
The Dark Mistress is believed to be the source of the undead blight upon this world, ultimately it is the goal of the Sanguine Empire to defeat her. He has appointed disciples, those who have shown dedication and loyalty toward the cause. A secret ceremony binds them closer to the Emperor then the other blood sworn, but the oath remains the same
Blood Oath
From this day forward, I am Sworn to Emperor Xlair Silverblade.
As it has been given, it can be taken, by his word.
Through him I shall have power.
Through him I shall have immortality.
Through him, and only him, shall I have absolution.
For now, and forever.
So do I swear, In Blood Eternal.
Diplomacy
- Thalmarkin - Neutral
- Relations currently strained due to the secession of the Duchy of Providence and the recent war declaration involving "Mad King" Zatar.
- Ar Agyr - Peace
- The first neutral realm to sign peace with the Empire.
- Caelint - Peace
- The second neutral realm to sign peace with the Empire.
- Nothoi - Peace
- Territorial claims settled by diplomacy.
- Shattered Vales - Peace
- To avoid fighting during the war with Thalmarkin
- Obia'Syela - Neutral
- Currently unclear. Wary.
- Nova - Neutral
- Chilled at best.
Controlled Regions
Claimed Regions
Culture
Prominent Stories (Roleplays)
Here list the most prominent stories of Vordul Sanguinis' history that have been recorded:
- {WIP}
Nobility
The Emperor and his Disciples | |||
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Xlair Silverblade stands 7'2" tall, with a slender but muscular frame. His skin is a pale alabaster and stretched taught over high cheekbones, a firm square jaw, and a narrow nose. His eyes are black, and the fury within them makes them resemble burning coals that lock on anything he finds worth his attention. He wears his long thick raven black hair down, where it reaches to the middle of his back. | |||
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A mountainous man covered in black metal, with a pigfaced bascinet. He carries a large bladed, two handed Axe in one hand. This menacing giant is Emperor Xlair Silverblade's personal guard, butcher and is seldom seen very far from the Emperor's side. | |||
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Craglan the Cold Drraad'da Mejor is as pale as snow. His hair a wave of white and silver and his eyes like gently lit ice. His features are sharp; predatory, including sharp teeth and strong fingertips with a bit of a claw. He wears a leather robe that is lined with a lush fur, and carries a Crystal Staff. He wears a bejeweled sword at his waist and is often seen looking into The Crystal Skull, which people had seen him talk to. A jeweled haversack is worn across the shoulder beneath the robe and pouches of many sizes can be seen around his belt. A white snake with a blue pattern is often seen draping and slithering on his person; Scycle, Craglan's familiar from another age when Magic yet survived in its truest form. | |||
Eriol is a young man, at only 17 years of age. He has pale white skin with a splotch of black, messy hair. He stands 6 feet tall, but has a muscular build; a testament to the farming life of his youth. Eriol is a kind and brave man. Despite his kindness, he is fiercely loyal to the rather bloodthirsty Emperor, and has dedicated his life to his service, despite their different views. Although he is an honorable young man, he always has a snide comment at the ready, and views himself as more important than he truly is. An able commander and warrior, he has taken his assignment to the ambassadorial corps with frustration, although he seems to have a talent for it. Recently, his demeanor has taken a dark turn after being punished for a minor affront to the God-Emperor. | |||
Standing at around 5' 7", Godfrey is rather slender for a Greybrook. While his skin has minor scars of war, it is his mind and strength of faith that he values more than his swordarm. Well kept in appearance and manners, he is usually seen wearing his courtly robes bar when he is serving in the army where a modest set of lighter armour is used to enable greater flexibility. Godfrey is known to be inquisitive and intense but good willed. | |||
Standing at just a smidge over 4 feet tall, Gunhilda is an axe bearing warrior hailing from the icy northern reaches of Thalmarkin. Bulging muscles pressing against restrictive armour, she is stout and brawny. Devoted to finding glory in battle, she seeks adventure and war to test her mettle. | |||
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A grizzled veteran of the Invasions, Gustav has little time for small men with small aspirations. He has seen things that would drive most mortal men insane, and it is questionable whether he is still sane, despite his implacable demeanor. His arm is a constant reminder of the past, and he is never quite free of its weight. | |||
Long Dark Black hair flows from the top of Renthars head, dark brown eyes penetrating the most courageous of souls. He stands tall at 6'2" and 210 lbs. He wears his armor finely engraved and polished to perfection. No flaw can be found in his attire or his dominate confidence. |
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Appearance | Name | Titles | Description |
Sullen face, shaven head, clad in ragged leathers and steel. Ambrose is a hedge knight by name and an opportunistic mercenary by trade. | |||
Everything Nyx loves melts away before her eyes. | |||
Laird Hamish of the Clan Atholl. He stands at an impressive 5 foot 11 inches. Dressed in his the colours of his clans tartan his kilt stops just at the knee's. He grasp's his basket-hilted broadsword with his right hand. He is always accompanied by his Bagpiper and standard bearer. | |||
Standing around 5'10 with broad shoulders. Jehan has brown eyes and long brown hair with a trimmed beard. | |||
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From the pale Striga complexion and icy blue eyes to his baffling, obtuse manner of speech, there is something deeply unsettling about Halamance.He is at once considerate and callous, chivalrous and yet unspeakably cruel. Halamance would think nothing about using the blood of murdered prisoners to water his gardens at dawn, before going on to teach the children of Imperial nobles courtly literature at noon.In battle he stands by his men clad in heavy maille, his black cloak emblazoned with the crimson Striga dragon. He fights ambidextrously, a simple steel lance in one hand, his heirloom sword Panzerfaust in the other. | |||
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Appearance | Name | Titles | Description |
Tall for a woman, she is very near six feet tall and admittedly lanky because of it. In her gambeson and plate she appears around the same size as the men on the field. Her hair is plain and brown, usually forgotten in a careless bun to fit under her helm.Destiny lead her to distant lands, where she met Xlair Silverblade at just sixteen. Working as a farmer, hunter and cook in his camp the wild land and its blood thirsty natives gave her more experience and skills then any conventional education ever had. She returned home as a truly changed person. | |||
Sol, the Eldest child of the Tempest family hails from the province of Yipinalke. Born with the gift of fire magic Sol was trained to harness the power of her namesake with complimented knight training. Upon coming of age to be a lady she was quite skilled with a single blade and modest magic skills. On her 17th birthday Sol could be described as a slender women standing around 5ft7 with skin as pale as snow and blonde hair to match. Her eyes normally are a faint golden color however glimmer like topaz while spell casting. This is off putting to some common folk who often refer to her as the tempest witch. | |||
This man stands at 6'4" weighing close to two-hundred and fifty pounds. He carries a large two handed sword and speaks like a scholar. He met Xlair almost a lifetime ago, and speaks of their relationship and his loyalty as if Xlair gave him a new life. | |||
Standing at a frightening 7’6”, Woelfen is the largest of his family to date. His snow white hair is constantly a mess, falling forward to cover his rainbow coloured eyes and to hide the visible signs of madness. He wears the traditional Guile patchwork armour and wields a massive warhammer known as “Night’s Embrace”. He can most usually be found experimenting on local peasantry and the occasional rogue. | |||
Englebert, son of Sevastian, son of Jonsu. Englebert is the tallest member of House Schwarzherzig, standing well over six feet. He is lean and lanky. His eyes are cold, two pinpoints of ice. His face is often expressionless, and his voice is gravelly and emotionless. | |||
For some years, Vittoria de Medici has proven herself a capable warrior and military leader in the north of Beluaterra. From a naïve, opportunistic girl, she has become a general, a mother and for a short while, even a queen. Living in her late husband's shadow, her natural cunning is needed now more than ever - for both her and her five children. She is of average height is often found wearing a set of light armour with a metal pauldron on her left side, and one made of fur on her right. |
Disclaimer
OOC from Xlair Silverblade to the realm. | |||
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Please note that we understand the evil and strict nature of Vordul Sanguinis is not the standard within Battlemaster. We've set this up with as much intention to be unique, as we have set it to be challenging. This is not "easy mode", it will be a cruel grind through role playing and decisive action toward moving up the chain of the command. As much as I (OOC) would love to make you all Disciples, take and follow all advice given, that's simply not possible. I will echo the words often told to me about Battlemaster, this is a slow game, no one is going to make it from Forsworn to Disciple in a short amount of time. It will take a lot of work, dealing with strict Disciples, undertaking quests and demands, and showing that you're a good follower/Sworn before you'll make any progress upward.
Xlair Silverblade |