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Welcome to the Roleplayer's Haven, a website dedicated to the roleplayers of Age of Conan!
Please review our FAQ for information about this site and participating. The General FAQ is for tips on how to use the site. The Community Guidelines section contains general guidelines on interacting with the community. The Roleplaying Tips and Hints FAQ contains ideas on roleplaying in AoC, but should be taken as tips and hints only, not solid rules.
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I'm currently fighting a war with some spammers who're getting past CAPTCHA. I may have deleted an actual post or two by accident. If you see a post of yours that's missing, please repost it!
The snow clung to the fiery curls of the man's beard like the most tenacious burrs or brambles. The blue paint on his face had long since cracked and flaked to be nearly unrecognizable. Had it once been a bird? Hard to tell. His thick furs held much of the winter's offal as did his gloved hands and large scabbard. As he walked south through the swirling blizzard, he half hoped one woman had moved on and forgotten him... and half hoped she would be waiting to give him the worst tounge lashing he'd ever recieved... A small smile quirked the corner of his mouth, and he trudged ever south... back toward civilization...
Full Name: Lora Ashly Cleo
Nick Names: Fox, Miss. Red, Puppet
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: 25
Race: Stygian/ Chimerian
Gender: Female
Hair: Blond
Eyes: yellow
Skin: light brown
Height: 5.5
Weight:130lb
Place of Residence: Seen mostly in Kemi
Place of Birth: Stygia
Known Relatives: None
Group/Guild Association: Legion in flames, The Agency, Rose Scribes.
Guild Rank: n/a
Religion/Philosophy: Circle of life
Occupation: Ninja/ assassin
Weapon of Choice: Daggers
Enemies: Unknown
Likes:
Favorite foods: Squash
Favorite Drink: Mint tea
Favorite Color: Red
Dislikes: Know it alls
Hobbies: Clay work, Flute, exercising, and children’s games
Physical Features: Lora has markings of slave of set and portal of set along her body as well as a small tear drop size tattoo of a fox foot behind her left ear.
Next Wednesday, November 11th, the web server will come down in the morning for the installation of a new operating system. If everything goes as expected, I plan for the site to be back up by noon. I'll be working to backup everything over the next week, but you should likely go ahead and back up anything truly precious to you (if you don't already have a copy somewhere). I fully expect everything to come back up as you see it now, but I don't want anyone to lose their creativity because of a technical error.
I plan to lock down RP-Haven during the day Tuesday so I can back up the database without people adding blogs and updating things, etc.
If you have any questions, reply here.
(OOCly letting everyone know that the Phallus of Amun Ra was a fake which keptah obtained so the real one is still out there ;) you can PM satet-ga in game and be IC if you want to know more. :) Be apart of his event! :D)
((Here's the link to Thorgard's entire background. NOTE: It's not finished as of yet ;) But can explain alot.))
http://forums.ageofconan.com/showthread.php?t=197820
The darkness embraced her warmly. The moon was high, full.
It was the fifth turning.
The falling leaves brushed against her legs, a light tickling. She smiled at the sensation. The air was crisp, the scent of the trees, and wild grasses filled the air. She liked these new boots, it had taken time to make, but the effort had paid off. The sticks could not break through as easily.
She only moved by night now. Sometimes, at the beginning, she had watched those she loved. Giggling to herself, as the “guards” had no idea she was there. Lurking in the tall grasses, curled up in a tree. All to soon though, it became to painful to stay. They had become her family, hearing their laughter. The familiar bickering. Then, all to soon, she heard them calling for her.
It was to dangerous.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgnEU77kcA8
Seen these guys in West Sac during the Mayhem Festival! Got to shake the hand of the lead singer, that was a big props to boost my day! ^_^ I also saw Behemoth live for the first time!!!
Small and wizened is the priest. Dark and golden silks hang from an emaciated frame, as if tossed temporarily and with disdain for ephemeral social conventions, to mellow the truth of this diminutive shuffling figure - truth as embodied in the symbol of twin golden serpents, dangling as a pendant from a grizzled neck. Truth given a face: a bald head, a hawk nose, a diminished but nonetheless masculine form who - along with others of similar countenance - develops and perpetuates reality as perceived and understood by all in their domain.
Eevo Shandor awoke from his slumber with a moan and a sigh. He opened his eyes, his vision clouded by years of sleep. Every muscle in his body ached from atrophy and cracked as he slowly struggled to move. Hours passed with increasing pain as he slowly regained control of his body. Finally sitting up he managed to glimpse his surroundings. His eyes adjusted to the light and he found himself lying in the rubble that was once the Magic tower in a great city, a city which boasted the King's Guard as her champions. He spit the dust out of his lungs and looked at his hands, skeletal and pale... at least they were familiar, he thought with a smile cracking over his ruined face.
The a reddened hue sat upon the moon again tonight. The image quivered slightly as heat rose from the swamp. The usual marble of her heavenly body sullied and stained...
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"Commander Terralia...send in the midnight brigade reserves....pay them whatever they wish. Commander Inoxia see that someone takes care of that pest Laeris and her thugs inside the city. Hassan come with me its time to push the line."
A hot night in Xu'Set
I'll be cross posting this over on Cimmeria's forums, but I wanted to have the conversation here as well.
Roleplayer's Haven started as a site for roleplayers on the Shadow Council Server over on WoW. It was wildly successful and still fulfills its function there despite my having left the game a year ago (check out the WoW version of the site at http://www.rp-haven.com).
For some reason, its not really caught on a lot here in AoC. We had an upsurge of participants on Hyperborea, but after the merge, very few folks from Cimmeria seem interested.
So, I'm asking here... what can I do to make the site somewhere you'd be interested in posting your stories to and coordinating with fellow RPers on? How can it be improved?
Throw out your ideas, no matter how crazy... I can't promise I'll fulfill all of them or even agree with them, but I'll do my best.
So, ok I am not the most plugged into the MMO scene so I am assuming this is common knowledge. But for those that haven't heard of it- I came across a site talking about 'the new Funcom MMO' that will be released next. Here is the trailer (which is awesome....).
The Secret World will have no classes or levels. Tornquist…describes it as an “action-adventure-MMORPG” with “fast, reactive combat”. Although there will naturally be character progression and an incentive to play the game for a long time, “The Secret World begins where other MMOs end,” he says. “There’s no grind to get to a preconceived place.”…Furthermore, the entire game (which we know will include London, New York, Seoul, New England and Egypt as launch locations) will be open from the start.
Be sure to check out the actual Funcom forums within the role-playing section for my character's story. It is broken up and MUCH easier to understand all four characters and what each one has to do with each other.
[Evil Cyril]: (When Cyril was influenced by Keptah.)
[Good Alternate Dimension Cyril AKA Void Cyril]: (When Cyril's soul was free from Keptah's influence, when Cyril and Keptah's soul were seperated. Good Cyril only exists in the alternate dimension.)
[Evil Keptah]: (When Keptah devoured Cyril's soul and took total control over Cyril's body.)
[Void Keptah]: (The alternate dimension Keptah who's past is mysterious, only difference is Cyril's background is MUCH differen't in the alternate dimension. Also in the alternate dimension, the Void Cyril was fully destroyed.)
Link is below:
((okay. I'm sure this excuse is getting old by now... but I've been Wicked busy. I went home for a bit, and now I'm back in Iraq... and I finally got my computer! ... but something happened to it in the mail, and the monitor wont work >.< so... while I work on that... any updated on the Caradoc story I should know about? And also... I dont know how to transfer my character to Cimmeria, or if its even possible anymore. Can anyone help? Well... thats it for now...
-Caradoc- ))
I just want you guys to know I miss you *cries*
One day I will figure out how to squeeze an extra 6 hours out of my day. When that day comes, beware, for you all will be tested with my blades.
Inside the temple stood a man and woman, both staring at each other as though the world had melted around them. Their hands were placed palm to palm, laurels on their heads. Allomi's curls almost covered the bright green leaves, which caused Tholden to laugh as he brushed them down again and again between the priest's chanting. The prayer seemed to last forever, the steady hum of the priest's voice washing over them. As they did, Allomi's eyes fixated on Tholden's face. With the candles lit, the incense lit to send a sweet fragrance through the air, it felt more like a dream. I love you... He didn't have to say the words for her to hear them whispering in his mind. They were visibly shining deep in his eyes.
Family Name: Sigard Skeld Maelvogar
Refered Name: Sigard, or Maelvogar (Since name change, though its still a reference to his last name)
Race: Aesir, half Cimmerian
Class: Barbarian
Sex: Male
Height: 6'3
Build: Broad Bulk
Eye Colour: Bright Blue
Age: 24
Alignment: Viking, raider, good hearted, good natured.
Clan: Grim Wolves of Lacheish
Rank: Chiefton
I really love the site and look forward to taking the time to develop some more RP focused themes for our guild and its members.
Chymera had always been a strange girl. Growing up in Budshur, she was the only daughter of a middle class merchant and his wife. She had no real friends because she was quiet and kept to herself. When she did venture out seeking companionship, other children found her a little odd. On Chymera’s sixth birthday, her father came home one day with a little puppy whom she named Eos. Eos became her one and only friend. They did everything together and were never apart.
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