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Roleplay - Origins...

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Bosun
Dec 21, 2009
396
The Pirate Admiral strutted about his ship early that morning remembering the escape from prison. He now laughed at the memory of getting Avery to pay Anne the bet, and the fact that he had to wear Polarian peasant attire. He decided it best not to wake his crew this mourn so he decided to walk into town and train with his blades.

The air parted way as his blows came down, he channeled what he did not let anyone but Shepard see, his pure anger. His strikes were savage, the wooden post he practiced on was now no more then a pile of fire wood to be kindled. He stalked to the next post in this training yard and struck hard with his rapier, so hard that even the valenciansteel could not hold, and it broke. He picked up the peices and called upon his power of fire and redeemed the blade. He then thought of his heritage, what he would be if the homeland of his ancestors had not fallen.

Unlike most pirates he was a military genius of land, sky, and air. His knowledge of military strategies could only be challenged by Kane or the Marleybonian High Generals. He had a natural knack for winning, which was regular in his family line, especially since his great great great great grandfather had been the high Strategus of Dragonspyre and his many greats before that too. His thrice great grandfather had been same rank of his grandfather with the exception of being closest advisor to the ruler of Dragonspyre, his greats after that were likewise. when his father had come of age to take control of the armies is when ,the Pirate Admiral is told, the Dragon Titan came with his many legions and destroyed Dragonspyre. His father barely escaped along with about twenty survivors, his mother being one of them. While they were leaving to the Storm Gate they were assaulted by crazed drakes. His father fended them off with the aid of several wizards but was injured and fell to unconsciousness. His mother was a trained healer and in a few weeks his father was up on his feet again, though he had a slightlimp for the rest of his days. They fell in love and married evatually having a child. His mother had an impressive lineage like his father's. Her side had many generals, most metioned in the main history of Dragonspyre, and also had many wizards.

The Admiral inherited weak magic compared to some wizards, like the type he use to mend his sword. He used his anger that grows in him once in a red moon to summon fire to repair his blade. He thought what he would be if the Titan had not come.

{Hope you like this thread guys! What is your pirate's origin? Tell us! Aurevoir mon amis! Viva la Dragonspyre!}
Gunner's Mate
Oct 11, 2012
283
noahdd on Nov 8, 2013 wrote:
The Pirate Admiral strutted about his ship early that morning remembering the escape from prison. He now laughed at the memory of getting Avery to pay Anne the bet, and the fact that he had to wear Polarian peasant attire. He decided it best not to wake his crew this mourn so he decided to walk into town and train with his blades.

The air parted way as his blows came down, he channeled what he did not let anyone but Shepard see, his pure anger. His strikes were savage, the wooden post he practiced on was now no more then a pile of fire wood to be kindled. He stalked to the next post in this training yard and struck hard with his rapier, so hard that even the valenciansteel could not hold, and it broke. He picked up the peices and called upon his power of fire and redeemed the blade. He then thought of his heritage, what he would be if the homeland of his ancestors had not fallen.

Unlike most pirates he was a military genius of land, sky, and air. His knowledge of military strategies could only be challenged by Kane or the Marleybonian High Generals. He had a natural knack for winning, which was regular in his family line, especially since his great great great great grandfather had been the high Strategus of Dragonspyre and his many greats before that too. His thrice great grandfather had been same rank of his grandfather with the exception of being closest advisor to the ruler of Dragonspyre, his greats after that were likewise. when his father had come of age to take control of the armies is when ,the Pirate Admiral is told, the Dragon Titan came with his many legions and destroyed Dragonspyre. His father barely escaped along with about twenty survivors, his mother being one of them. While they were leaving to the Storm Gate they were assaulted by crazed drakes. His father fended them off with the aid of several wizards but was injured and fell to unconsciousness. His mother was a trained healer and in a few weeks his father was up on his feet again, though he had a slightlimp for the rest of his days. They fell in love and married evatually having a child. His mother had an impressive lineage like his father's. Her side had many generals, most metioned in the main history of Dragonspyre, and also had many wizards.

The Admiral inherited weak magic compared to some wizards, like the type he use to mend his sword. He used his anger that grows in him once in a red moon to summon fire to repair his blade. He thought what he would be if the Titan had not come.

{Hope you like this thread guys! What is your pirate's origin? Tell us! Aurevoir mon amis! Viva la Dragonspyre!}
Omar was standing on the cliff overlooking Avery's Pirate Town and slowly looked back to his old lives before he was a Pirate, when he was a wandering traveler and when he was famed as a gladiator in his Beloved homeland.
Omar never knew much about his parents to begin with, making his Sacrifice to the Mysteries really that drastic at the moment. He grew up under the care and devotion of the Djerit Family in Krokotopia after a Sandstorm separated his parents during an expedition of sorts. He grew up as a Gladiator in the Grand Arenas and soon became one of the family's greatest Champions.
His affiliation with the Order of the Fang began with a Battle with Kai Amate the Great. Kai Amate was one of the only people to ever defeat him in Combat. Sparing him, Kai Amate let him live due to the impression he made on him the night before and brought him to a secret meeting of the Order in what is now known as the Balance School. Omar, his eyes now opened to the cruelty of the Krok's enslavement of the Manders, soon became a member of the Order, coming to meetings when a tournament at the Krokosphink occurred.
Omar loved his life then, but it was not to be. It began after a great tournament. Omar was part of the winning team and the Tomb of Storms rejoiced in the Temple of Storms and bestowed gifts of magic to the Tomb's Champions. Omar left a wee bit early to meet the Order that night. As he entered the Sanctum of the Well of Spirits, he caught a thief trying to escape with a certain relic or book, Omar never specifies which. The culprit, realizing Omar's presence, slips down the stairs and the item flew into the Well. In an effort to save the relic, Omar hurled himself into the Well to save it. The thief grabbed his feet and Omar knocked the item onto the edge of the Well, but Omar's left hand dipped into the sacred waters in the process.
Something happened when the waters knocked him out. What happened is something Omar has never told anyone. When he woke up in the Balance School, he found that his left arm was nought but bones, yet he couls still move them with ease. Afraid for his safety, the Order snuck him out of Krok, charging the Thief to look after him. Omar loved his Homeland and vowed to return one day.
His old life was finished, the next phase of it was about to begin.
(To Be Continued…)
Lieutenant
Sep 17, 2011
160
noahdd on Nov 8, 2013 wrote:
The Pirate Admiral strutted about his ship early that morning remembering the escape from prison. He now laughed at the memory of getting Avery to pay Anne the bet, and the fact that he had to wear Polarian peasant attire. He decided it best not to wake his crew this mourn so he decided to walk into town and train with his blades.

The air parted way as his blows came down, he channeled what he did not let anyone but Shepard see, his pure anger. His strikes were savage, the wooden post he practiced on was now no more then a pile of fire wood to be kindled. He stalked to the next post in this training yard and struck hard with his rapier, so hard that even the valenciansteel could not hold, and it broke. He picked up the peices and called upon his power of fire and redeemed the blade. He then thought of his heritage, what he would be if the homeland of his ancestors had not fallen.

Unlike most pirates he was a military genius of land, sky, and air. His knowledge of military strategies could only be challenged by Kane or the Marleybonian High Generals. He had a natural knack for winning, which was regular in his family line, especially since his great great great great grandfather had been the high Strategus of Dragonspyre and his many greats before that too. His thrice great grandfather had been same rank of his grandfather with the exception of being closest advisor to the ruler of Dragonspyre, his greats after that were likewise. when his father had come of age to take control of the armies is when ,the Pirate Admiral is told, the Dragon Titan came with his many legions and destroyed Dragonspyre. His father barely escaped along with about twenty survivors, his mother being one of them. While they were leaving to the Storm Gate they were assaulted by crazed drakes. His father fended them off with the aid of several wizards but was injured and fell to unconsciousness. His mother was a trained healer and in a few weeks his father was up on his feet again, though he had a slightlimp for the rest of his days. They fell in love and married evatually having a child. His mother had an impressive lineage like his father's. Her side had many generals, most metioned in the main history of Dragonspyre, and also had many wizards.

The Admiral inherited weak magic compared to some wizards, like the type he use to mend his sword. He used his anger that grows in him once in a red moon to summon fire to repair his blade. He thought what he would be if the Titan had not come.

{Hope you like this thread guys! What is your pirate's origin? Tell us! Aurevoir mon amis! Viva la Dragonspyre!}
Pearl and Connor each had a knife in hand, etching their names and doodling on the bones that made Scrimshaw what it was. They looked at each other, smiling with a competitive look, trying to out-draw the other. Pearl drew one of the many galleons that lined the docks, and memories quickly flooded her mind.
~
The day was bright and sunny, the cool breeze blew softly against the siblings' faces. The Port Regal skyway was a lovely place, and their father was getting paid to protect it. Pearl and Connor sat near their father, enjoying the lovely song he played on the lute. They laughed and clapped to the beat, their father just as merry as they were. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire filled the air. An Armada ship approached their own galleon. The father took out his staff, looking at the ship with hostility. He looked at his children.
"Run."
Pearl grabbed Connor by the arm, not before however, he could take the lute. They ran across the deck as cannons started marring the wood. Gaspard de Vole, their father's first mate, found them in the rising smoke, and carried the two little ones on his shoulders. The trio jumped onto the lifeboat and managed to row far enough from the ship just to watch it explode in a fury of lightning and fire.
A galleon from Her Royal Majesty's Navy approached the small lifeboat, bringing them onto the ship, and throwing them into a single cell. The reason why they did that was unknown.
When the moon rose in the night, Gaspard had already managed to pick the lock to the cell. The trio snuck out. Alas, Connor's clumsiness awoke a wave of redcoats. He tripped over a wire which was attached to a musket. It fired, and those that guarded the cell awoke. They managed to capture him, but Pearl and Gaspard escaped into the night on the dinghy that they had left.
They rowed to the Tradewinds Skyway, resting in Puerto Mico for a short time. Pearl, angry at Gaspard for not saving Connor, took the dinghy while he slept and rowed to Scrimshaw. The life of piracy was the only life she knew, and she became cold.
In the nights to come for the next nine years, she dreamed of finding her little brother. She dreamed of running away from the horrible care of the Wharf Rats. She dreamed of sunny days in the Port Regal skyway, spent being merry with Connor by her side. She dreamed of traveling to Valencia, and putting an end to the Armada's menace with the force of her and her little brother. This dreaming sustained a certain warmth inside. Since she found Connor, she no longer needed some of her dreams. He cared for the embers of her heart. Now, they say if you manage to get past the metal barricades of her outer self, you will find a flame of passion and kindness.
~
(Connor's side of the story in another post... Corny end on Pearl's side FTW.)
Lieutenant
Sep 17, 2011
160
noahdd on Nov 8, 2013 wrote:
The Pirate Admiral strutted about his ship early that morning remembering the escape from prison. He now laughed at the memory of getting Avery to pay Anne the bet, and the fact that he had to wear Polarian peasant attire. He decided it best not to wake his crew this mourn so he decided to walk into town and train with his blades.

The air parted way as his blows came down, he channeled what he did not let anyone but Shepard see, his pure anger. His strikes were savage, the wooden post he practiced on was now no more then a pile of fire wood to be kindled. He stalked to the next post in this training yard and struck hard with his rapier, so hard that even the valenciansteel could not hold, and it broke. He picked up the peices and called upon his power of fire and redeemed the blade. He then thought of his heritage, what he would be if the homeland of his ancestors had not fallen.

Unlike most pirates he was a military genius of land, sky, and air. His knowledge of military strategies could only be challenged by Kane or the Marleybonian High Generals. He had a natural knack for winning, which was regular in his family line, especially since his great great great great grandfather had been the high Strategus of Dragonspyre and his many greats before that too. His thrice great grandfather had been same rank of his grandfather with the exception of being closest advisor to the ruler of Dragonspyre, his greats after that were likewise. when his father had come of age to take control of the armies is when ,the Pirate Admiral is told, the Dragon Titan came with his many legions and destroyed Dragonspyre. His father barely escaped along with about twenty survivors, his mother being one of them. While they were leaving to the Storm Gate they were assaulted by crazed drakes. His father fended them off with the aid of several wizards but was injured and fell to unconsciousness. His mother was a trained healer and in a few weeks his father was up on his feet again, though he had a slightlimp for the rest of his days. They fell in love and married evatually having a child. His mother had an impressive lineage like his father's. Her side had many generals, most metioned in the main history of Dragonspyre, and also had many wizards.

The Admiral inherited weak magic compared to some wizards, like the type he use to mend his sword. He used his anger that grows in him once in a red moon to summon fire to repair his blade. He thought what he would be if the Titan had not come.

{Hope you like this thread guys! What is your pirate's origin? Tell us! Aurevoir mon amis! Viva la Dragonspyre!}
Connor peeked over to Pearl's drawing of a galleon and smiled in remembrance. He looked back to his portion of the Leviathan bone and chuckled. The emblem of Marleybone was etched into it, and was signed by him in a very smart fashion. He shook his head as his reel of memories started.
~
Connor knew something was wrong the moment he tripped on that piece of wire. Pearl tried to come back and get him, but Gaspard shooed her off, trying to get her onto the deck as soon as possible. They had left him in the darkness of the ship as the redcoats came swarming in. If things could get any more black, they just did as Connor lost consciousness.
"Is the boy okay?"
"Yes he is, sir."
"Good."
Connor awoke to see a redcoat kneeling over him. Behind him, a dog in a blue overcoat and gold vest stood. That dog seemed to be the leading officer of the ship. The two dogs breathed a sigh of relief as he opened his eyes. The officer lifted his chin in the air.
"Well then private. See to that the boy is taken care of. I don't want to cause more trouble for Old Boz by taking an undernourished child there."
With that, the commander strutted away.
The next several days Connor spent were filled with playing the lute until his fingers were sore (though he enjoyed playing it), sharing provisions with the redcoats, and doing the work a cabin boy would have to do.
The ship finally had to go back to Marleybone to restock on supplies, and fortunately for Connor, the redcoat that had cared for him had adopted him as a foster child after talking the officer into it.
For the next nine years, Connor was raised in the society of the Dogs, his home right next to Big Ben. His foster mother usually cared for him, but when she died unexpectedly from an illness, he was forced to serve in the Navy next to his foster father. He was taught how to shoot a musket, and developed an aim that rivaled that of the greatest shooters of the Her Royal Majesty's Army and Navy.
Connor lived in happiness in Marleybone, and also found joy in flirting with girls his age. With this happiness though, he had a great sadness buried inside. Over the years, he led himself to believe that his sister, Pearl, and left him on purpose. He was convinced that she had never loved him. He denied ever having known the life of piracy, and having any living siblings. He had developed a stone wall for when he confronted Pearl.
While serving in Port Regal, the ship he served on sank by the hands of the Armada, losing his foster father in the process. Connor luckily escaped and rowed toward Tradewinds Skyway. A pirate ship took pity on him, and took him in on their crew. Pearl was on that ship. The wall Connor had built quickly crumbled against Pearl's affection. Their reunion was a happy one, and the two had been a dual force of pirating ever since.
~
"Connor, I'm tired. Let's go to a tavern, aye?"
"Of course."
The siblings walked to the tavern, arm in arm, ready to enjoy the evening.
Lieutenant
Feb 20, 2010
184
Here is Black Lily's origin story! More on Silver Fiona later.

No one really knows where Black Lily came from. She just showed up on the docks of Skull Island, looking shocked and suprised. Well, i am the only one who knows where she came from, so draw up a chair.
One day, Black Lily was practicing her spells in Darkmoor. Her parents knocked on the door and told her they were moving out of Darkmoor so she could continue her studies. So she took her books and followed them. It was a long and dangerous journey out of Darkmoor, but they made it one piece. But sadly, they were caught in a storm and were shipwrecked on an island. Her parents were able to put there heads together and teleport her somewhere else, but they were stuck. So the little witchdoctor found herself in Wizard City, but she was rejected because she was learning hoodoo privatley with Malistare. So she was kicked out in Port Regal but was then captured by the Armada. She was about to blow up the cell block but Boochbeard and Sir Gandy did it for her and brought her to Skull Island. That is why she is so sullen. It's also because she hasn't found a teleportation spell to rescue her parents from that one island. She is used to be a very happy child, until all of that happened.
So, now you know why she is so glum, and who she really is.

Ciao for now,
Silver Fiona.
Ensign
Sep 21, 2013
2
Anne stood over a cliff, the moonlight's ray hitting it exactly. Her mother rushed for Anne to come inside, as a storm was forming. But, as soon as she turned her back. A ship full of cutthroats entered their peaceful little island. Anne ran as fast as she could at to her home. Where her uncle Mike and mother were waiting for her. Mike answered the door, sword in hand "Anne, go inside. Pack your things. I'll hold these bullies off!" He said raising his sword. His eyepatch and hair seemed to glow In the subtitle moonlight. She nodded and went inside. Where her mother slowly guided Anne and her 3 brothers to a small dingy, as they sailed away. Anne felt far from happy. Her mom waved to them, tears in her eyes and the door behind her burst open and cutthroats grabbed her. Anne attempted to jump off but her brother's Kenneth and Ryan held her back. "Anne. things are going to be alright. You just need to rest" said Ryan patting her back. Anne nodded. When she woke they arrived in Skull Island. As her brother's got off, she stayed on and sailed back to their little refuge. It hadn't been over a hour since the attack, as the sky's were still dark. The cutthroats had left by the looks of it, though the house itself had been ransacked and looked as if it was about to crumble. She saw her uncle Mike, his hair mangled, his body was decaying definitely. She quickly whispered some words, and her uncle rose up. Though, he was still in the state of decay. His body had not healed, as she expected it to. She walked inside to resurrect her mother. But, her mother urged her not to as she held out a pendant.
"My daughter, take this amulet so that I shall always be with you" The pendant looped perfectly in Anne's hand as she said her final goodbyes to her mother, she and the new 'Dead' Mike got aboard the dingy, and began another long journey to Skull Island.
(I hoped you enjoyed reading it, as it was my first post here on the message boards!)
Captain
Oct 15, 2012
538
Frozenmuskets on Nov 11, 2013 wrote:
Here is Black Lily's origin story! More on Silver Fiona later.

No one really knows where Black Lily came from. She just showed up on the docks of Skull Island, looking shocked and suprised. Well, i am the only one who knows where she came from, so draw up a chair.
One day, Black Lily was practicing her spells in Darkmoor. Her parents knocked on the door and told her they were moving out of Darkmoor so she could continue her studies. So she took her books and followed them. It was a long and dangerous journey out of Darkmoor, but they made it one piece. But sadly, they were caught in a storm and were shipwrecked on an island. Her parents were able to put there heads together and teleport her somewhere else, but they were stuck. So the little witchdoctor found herself in Wizard City, but she was rejected because she was learning hoodoo privatley with Malistare. So she was kicked out in Port Regal but was then captured by the Armada. She was about to blow up the cell block but Boochbeard and Sir Gandy did it for her and brought her to Skull Island. That is why she is so sullen. It's also because she hasn't found a teleportation spell to rescue her parents from that one island. She is used to be a very happy child, until all of that happened.
So, now you know why she is so glum, and who she really is.

Ciao for now,
Silver Fiona.
(japanese words)
The story of silver joseph vane part 1
April 25th 2009 the day silver joseph vane's parents died(As far as silver joseph vane knows)
The Late Gold Wayne Vane Olson:Good morning joseph,
Young Silver joseph vane:Hi dad lets go to breakfeast shall we?
Gold Wayne Vane:Sure son.
*After breakfeast*
Lucky Jack russel:mornin' capn and good day to you,mr.joseph guess what we have now landed in shahara isle.
Gold Wayne Vane:Thanks mr russel,well son time we go
Young silver joseph vane:Great dad.
Deacon Prototype:Master Kane,We have found Mr.Vane Or should i say the late,shall we deal with him now
Kane:No,we will wait for him to get the treasure than while he is looking for it we will plant the bomb on the ship set it to 8 hours and then once they return they will all DIE whilst sailing back to cool ranch then we will escape our crates we get joseph,his son and he will be a clockwork like us it is brilliant
*A few hours later*
Young silver joseph vane:Daddy there it is...The treasure of prince ahabut.
Gold wayne vane:Your right there it is good kid now let's bring it back to the ship
*after bringing the treasure back to the ship*
Young Silver joseph vane:we did it dad now i have decided the first thing to buy from it wall-e Let's watch it daddy
Gold wayne vane:Ok go watch the first act i will come back after i take off my boots
*meanwhile during the second act the bomb sets off blows up the front of the ship vus killing calamity rose vane*
*the armada,including deacon's prototype kane and phule gets out of various crates and barrels on the ship and kills many people on the ship and then barges in joseph's room*
Gold Wayne Vane:Armada!What are you doing in my ship!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Deacon Prototype:We are Here For your child and your life Surrender to the armada and we shall let you live Kane Would love some new clockwork's especially partially living clockwork's in his armada we have not had one's for a while
*Deacon pulls the cables from the tv*
Gold Wayne Vane:Joseph We will finish these clockwork's with jack russel as well grab that wooden sword and let's make those training not worthless
*Joseph and his father fights off the armada but than*
Phule(Dark side):I suppose the plans of fighting off my clockwork's did not work besides i already killed off half of the crew mind if i kill more?
Gold Wayne Vane:N-No dont you dare!!!
Phule(Good side):I will at least let your child escape*Dark Side* But you only have five minutes make your time*
Gold Wayne Vane:Son,listen Escape with Lucky Jack Russel On the raft he made from the debris
Young Silver Joseph Vane:I will miss you dad very much your my most respected man i trust as you say and i will head to the raft immediatly i guess this is goodbye
*The young joseph heads to the raft and mr.wayne vane paddled on a piece of debris with some oars his fate to this day is still not known
to be contuinued.
Lieutenant
Sep 17, 2011
160
The Mysterious Man on Nov 11, 2013 wrote:
Anne stood over a cliff, the moonlight's ray hitting it exactly. Her mother rushed for Anne to come inside, as a storm was forming. But, as soon as she turned her back. A ship full of cutthroats entered their peaceful little island. Anne ran as fast as she could at to her home. Where her uncle Mike and mother were waiting for her. Mike answered the door, sword in hand "Anne, go inside. Pack your things. I'll hold these bullies off!" He said raising his sword. His eyepatch and hair seemed to glow In the subtitle moonlight. She nodded and went inside. Where her mother slowly guided Anne and her 3 brothers to a small dingy, as they sailed away. Anne felt far from happy. Her mom waved to them, tears in her eyes and the door behind her burst open and cutthroats grabbed her. Anne attempted to jump off but her brother's Kenneth and Ryan held her back. "Anne. things are going to be alright. You just need to rest" said Ryan patting her back. Anne nodded. When she woke they arrived in Skull Island. As her brother's got off, she stayed on and sailed back to their little refuge. It hadn't been over a hour since the attack, as the sky's were still dark. The cutthroats had left by the looks of it, though the house itself had been ransacked and looked as if it was about to crumble. She saw her uncle Mike, his hair mangled, his body was decaying definitely. She quickly whispered some words, and her uncle rose up. Though, he was still in the state of decay. His body had not healed, as she expected it to. She walked inside to resurrect her mother. But, her mother urged her not to as she held out a pendant.
"My daughter, take this amulet so that I shall always be with you" The pendant looped perfectly in Anne's hand as she said her final goodbyes to her mother, she and the new 'Dead' Mike got aboard the dingy, and began another long journey to Skull Island.
(I hoped you enjoyed reading it, as it was my first post here on the message boards!)
This was touching, very touching. It was a joy to read, but now I can't decide whether to smile at this, or cry...