Character name: Luthian Farrow (last name may be forgotten yet and replaced with Fellcaller or something like that)
Class:Warlock
Why do you want to join the Cult?:
It's a long and odd story but I was curious about Forsaken RP I think best explains itHow did you come to learn about the Cult:
I saw it on some forums
Anything else you'd like us to know?
>Mainly on my other Character but seeing as others have alts I said I'd try it out.
>Probably more importantly Luthian if it makes sense lorewise will start off as a priest more of a preacher or a priest who lost his powers due to his dispare of being undead and slowly turn to the "dark arts" as he realises the light has forsaken him so to speak.
>I plan to start RPing his as that Forsaken sterotype "I'm not dead no I don't believe you" blahh blahh blahh.
Then gradually have him slip into his darker persona e.g "I once followed the light but then I woke up like this and realised after many lectures that the light only protects when it wants to.whereas shadows will always hide you"
IC application:
Luthian was a devout follower of the light.
While rushing to his duties in the chapel his saw a fellow Brother rushing past and vanish around a corner into an alley.
When Luthian asked where he had gone he was uneasy of the explanation he received.
He confided his worries to another in the order and both set out under the cover of darkness to discover the truth one night.
They followed the wayward brother beyond the alley and into the woods.
Luthian and his companion watched as they took in the horror of some dark ritual.
All went quiet and a voice shouted " bring forth the vessel".Luthian's head turned following the speakers hand just in time to see his companion strike him with the branch.
Luthian awoke groggy and bleeding from his head. His would be companion stood over him pinning him in place while the wayward brother stood near the other man holding a knife.
Knowing his time on this earth grew short Luthian closed his eyes and muttered a prayer for the men's souls.
The men laughed as they hoisted him up and forced him to kneel.Luthian looked up at the wayward brother just as the knife entered his gut.
"Why...Brother?"Luthian asked as the life slowly ebbed out of his body. The man placed a chalice under the wound and held it high after filling it.
He leaned down and whispered into Luthian's ear.” Power ..dear Brother for power"
The wayward Brother stood up and the others cheered as he drank from the chalice.
Those cheers were the last things Luthian would hear as he collapsed on the forest floor.
Again Luthian woke up dazed by a bright light comming from an angelic figure in front of him.Too entranced by the light he didn't heed it's words and pulled himself up holding his wound as he staggered towards what looked like a small village (Deathknell)
Wed Apr 27, 2011 4:37 am
Any other officer? 