This is where you will post your character profile and breathe in the sweet breath of life! Hopefully the admins will be here and your character will be accepted pretty quickly, but you are not allowed to rp without being accepted. Template is inside.
It's back. We have decided to give logs another go. So post all your character bios in your own thread and you can keep track of who plays who. Also, its a good place for subplots to emerge. -wink wink-
This is where the unwanted or unused characters will be posted for others to adopt. Guests should probably check this place out first if there is anything posted.
Leaving for a bit or for good? Please post it here to let the admins know so as they might do something with your character if you're leaving us forever more or make sure we don't have an activity check and you get deleted. You don't need to post anything unless you will be gone for more than three days.
This is where the status of any offspring will be posted before birth. Both parents need to post their status and from that, the admins will give you how many their will be, what they will look like and what their health is, you may after that decide the names and personalities.
This romantic and mysterious tract of land has a long historical pedigree. Creatures who come to Avalon strong in the disciplines of the Old Knowledge are strangely transformed. They are fused into a form of cosmic consciousness that reflects the patterns of esoteric memory that are shaped into the very landscape itself.
In a forest of light there must be some darkness residing in it. In Akarui Forest the light almost seems everlasting. Throughout the sunlight hours the luminosity of the sun is perpetual with very few shadows that stretch out on the ground. It shines brilliantly throughout the thin, layer of foliage and vegetation, even though this woodland is relatively large. Daylight shines upon all in this forest, amongst the creatures residing in it, the forest floor, the trees that have grown there ever since the day of time, and on an ceaseless stream that go into small waterfalls that cascade down a cliff to a sparkling lake. When hours of daylight revolve into hours of darkness the moonlight will act as the sun for this forest. At night the forest shines in illumination to the moon. Just like the sun it stays bright all nighttime, but it looks much more beautiful and is a more preferred time for the hunt. Once you enter this forest of light it almost seems cleansing of the darkness inside.
A land full of new surprises and fantasies yet discovered. A place regarded as a haven for the new born wolfs, and protection from the scorching heat. This snow covered shelter exhibits lively green plants that don't die from the cold, nor wither from no sunlight. The tundra is placed inside a deep embedded cave that runs for miles into the nearest mountains. The snow formed inside it has been created from an aquifer that slowly seeps through cracks in the ceiling and then freezes making the affect of snow falling from the sky. Over the many centuries, dens had been built into the walls making a warm place at night for them to stay. Harmony and peace thrives through the santuary, for it has been kept secret from the dark since the war began. Now Damon and Hope reign over the miles of territory making the lives of others possible.
The land of the valley is very plush and green. To one side is a waterfall, the sparkling water falling and going to a river that flows through the entire valley. There are caves that serve as the dens of the leaders and betas of the pack, along with some of the other members if the alpha allows it. These caves can also serve as a feasting area or a pack meeting area. The caves are a system and lead down to hotsprings where tired or injured wolves can relax and feel better. Then there is the small woodland area found there as well. It is either here, that most of the game will be caught. Close in size, to its neighbor, the Vale of Moonlight, Firestar valley is still unique in having its cavees and hotsprings. Not to mention the lush waterfall.
Those who enter the Vale in daylight see a magnificent vista of sparkling water on the lake and ancient trees on the valley floor and walls. The huge, rocky walls of the proud valley rise majestically over the foliage and a waterfall at the far west end cascades in a never-ending melody down the harsh drop into the river below. The south wall of the valley is riddled with caves and tunnels that make perfect dens for the pack that inhabits the Vale. However, when night falls, this place of light and wonder transforms into a silent wonderland. The lake is positioned just so that when the full moon rises it is reflected in a mirror nearly unbroken by ripples though a few pierce the perfection. The cliffs become half-lit, haunted platforms upon which the moonbeams dance, causing the eyes of mortals to see spectres and apparitions, espcially on the west wall, where the waterfall's spray makes it hard to see. Mists often cloud the Vale on cool autumn and spring nights and in those swirling tendrils sparkle bits of moonlight that have wandered down from the heavens to be caught in the misty net. This place is truly a natural wonder, but beware of entering, for if you do you may not wish to leave.
From a place of danger and fear, to the one true haven- the only aknowledged and widely known entrance to Veritas et Sanctus is through the Painted Canyon, a dangerous trek from the barren gouge in the earth left by an ancient river, up a narrow path that allowed only one wolf abreast to a plateau far above the canyon floor dusted in red chalk. From there it's simple- cut into the wall of the canyon is an almost perfectly round hole large enough something even bigger than a draft horse. Into the rock are cut natural corridors that descend down to beautiful underground pits filled with the clearest water and rivers, or ascend into the year-round steamy underground spring where strangely plants grow and thrive on the smallest amount of light let through the ground by small gaps in stone and earth reinforced by above ground plants and their roots. Within this thick growth thrives smaller versions of above ground prey such as pygmy deer. By fault of the founder's nature these curious corridors have gathered a group of foundlings convinced of equality and the end of alignment segregation. However kind those who inhabit this underground sanctuary they hold a common mantra- do not tread on me and thus are commonly associated with the snake not for malicious intent but for their common determination to avoid conflict yet speed to assume the best defense (Which commonly is offense).
Russet streams of orange and red leak through the black stained trees towering overhead. All goes quiet as the dying day takes its last breaths with the setting sun and night sets in to cool the forest and bring peace to its darken residents. The birds have stopped their gleeful song and retired to the safe haven of their nests, making way for the sonic screams of the night-birds, the bats as they hunt in the darkness. The moon peaks through the trees as if to catch a glimpse at the hell-spawned beauties within the dark property. They are law here, the hell-bent. A light within these grounds would surely die. No neutral can fathom the blackness within these souls. They are in, so many ways, Hell’s children, the Devil’s advocates. Black blood flows through their veins and not a one would hesitate to kill. That is what they do, these beautiful creatures of the night, kill and corrupt. Their nature and way of life. Within Agre Cruento, the Land Stained with Blood, it is quite literally, kill or be killed. Here you have no allies, but you have a purpose. Through the dark forest and down the gorge, over the three hills and through the red meadow the misfits of lupine society make their home and protect it with all they have. Death is well understood. It is merely life that isn’t. And no more do the wolves here think of it. Life is no more than a puzzle game. If you die you lose.
Snow falls softly, like sorrowful tears from the sky on this snow white paradise. Black stained trees are forever covered in ice and fluffy snow. Ice rims the sides of every waterway. It did not always snow here, no, there was once a time when this domain had never seen the sight of snow. It once was a place surrounded by water and mist. A brave warrior reigned over the land. His skill surpassed all other. One day his land came under attack. A rival pack of a fellow darken had attempted to have him and his pack mates slaughtered and steal his land. The warrior fought, long and hard, as did his companions and his ivory-furred mate, but they were very small in number and the enemy was three to one. Many wolves, from both sides, were killed that day. They kept falling until it was just the warrior and his mate against at least a dozen opposing wolves. The warrior took on most, but with him distracted, the enemy leader snuck around and ushered a lethal blow the white pelted beauty. The warrior, hearing her final scream, slaughtered the wolves attacking him with a new found power and rushed to her. Her snow white pelt had been stained crimson. The warrior knew she was dead and he knew that, with his wounds, he would not be far behind her. With his last bit of strength, he killed the enemies and crawled beside his mate. In his dying breath, he asked the moon to grant his land snow, so that his beloved would forever be remembered. As if his mate, herself, began to cry from his death, the sky opened up and the lands first snow fell.
These vast plains cover a large chunk of ToD land. Tall grass and wild flowers grow in the meadow, making a perfect place to hunt wild horse, a variety of deer, and bear. A shallow forest grows around the meadow and through it, more mountainous areas for feline pray, birds, and mountain goat.
The Canyon is a very dangerous place to venture. Within its many rocky crevices and unseen turns could lie many hidden enemies, wolves that seek many vile, unlawful objectives. This is an excellent place for an ambush and a perfect place for forcing your will upon others. None are safe here.
Long ago this forest was abandoned of all life. Always now, this forest is surrounded by an eerie aura and a deafening silence. No birds flock here. No wolves fill the night with their song. Nothing. Nothing moves, nothing makes any noise, nothing is alive. Come here and beware. The forest is said to take some wolves and make them see things that are not there. It leads the astray and swallows them whole. Nothing is left after, no body, no blood, they're just gone. Many get lost. Not many come back.
This forest is confusingly ever changing as if it has feelings and changes upon every mood. Upon some days it is beautiful and bright and welcomes all its visitors, but on other days it can be dark and ominous as if it would steal you away and never set you free if you were to enter.
The Mirror of Time is a large pond filled with koi and lovely white Lily. Softly, a small waterfall sounds in the distance. Looking into this pond if like looking into the past. It could show you times of happiness and become a great beauty to behold… or it could show great sadness and loss, existing as no more than an empty dream.
A contest well be posted every once in awhile for any and all people to join. The stories can get R rated, so some people might not wanna look in here. The winner of a contest will earn something very special from the market for entering. Good luck!!!
This is where all wolves will receive blessings and curses. There is a list within this board of every wolf on ToD. If your character has been accepted, it's on the list. The blessings/curses will be changed every two weeks or so, so be sure to check back here to see if your wolf has anything beside its name.
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As some may already know, a new plot will soon be in effect. Once everything is set up and running, we will have auditions set up for Elemental Royals for four of the 5 elements: Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. [Spirit is shared between Asmaria and Zenith.]
This is the board any and all threads will be moved to once they are complete or if the people in them have stoped posting and they have become dead. Once a thread is sent here, there is no coming back.
This is the board a charcter will be moved to once it is dead. It could either die of old age or injuries or an illness, but eventually all wolves will die, unless kept alive with youth injections.