We can tell our caravan's story of fighting monsters, collecting myrrh, and discovering the secret of the crystals.
Clavat: regular town folk with more physical strength than magic
Selkie: Strange and outgoing people of the sea, usually they have light blue,or blonde hair
Yuke: mysterious beings that seem to be created out of spare parts, great with magic and solving mysteries
Lilties: the short red bonbon creatures of the story, capable of making strong armour and have a strong defense. honorable and loyal creatures
mog: carries our challice; which we cannot travel without. As we fight the creatures to collect the myrrh from the myrrh trees, mog carries it so our hands can be free to do battle
You wanna try it out?
You wanna try it out?
Cool! So, hey, just choose what character you want and we'll get stated( If possible, can you pick 2 different characters from different tribes?)
Yeah, I'll do it.
I think I'll pick Lilties and Selkie.
cool...i'll pick yukes and clavat.....i'll create my characters up tomorrow
Okay... yeah I'll think of characters and post them up tommorow.
Yukes: Mika Raguel
Belongs to a family of 4: mother,fater an older brother, and herself
Personality: Explorativ, makes discoveries, loyal but conservative. Really good with fire and ice magic. Also with holy(made by combining a life stone and fire stone)
Apperance: heart shaped helmet, pink and white travel clothes, uses rune hammer as weapon
Clavat: Ronan Shust
Family of five: mother father, younger brother and sister and himself
Personality: outgoing and eager to fight and save lives causing him to sometimes make rash decisions. loves to speak and hear his voice, loyal and would never leave a friend behind. Has more stegnth than magis. great at fire and ice, and graviy magic
Apperance: Wears cap, light colored clothing, brown blue eyes.a little under average height. Uses regular clavat sword.
Lilties: Kites Jason
has a father and an older brother.
Trade: Blacksmith/ amour smithing
Personality: Egotistic and a bit of a hermit. Really minds privacy and takes insults too easily.
Appearance: Big and burly. Wears a simple shirt and pants and gauntlets. Always carrying a hammer on him.
Has a mother and a father. Two brothers and a sister. The youngest in the family.
Personality: A very secretive person. He can disappear whenever he wants to and doesn't like to share.
Appearance: always wears a mask except when sleeping. Blue hair and blue eyes. pale white skin
your characters are epic! Okay what do you want our village called, we'll head out with our caravan soon
I'm not sure, lets call it... Khardij. I think it means outsider in yemen... Or something like that I'm not sure, then again I don't know their language.
Ok!That sounds awesome. We can both keep journal entries f what we encounter on our caravan.
Ok then here we go!
Today, we set off on an adventure. The excitment and energy fills the air as we get wise words from the elders, telling us to return home no matter what. The caravan of Khardij village begin it's adventure today!
Journal 1 (or two?)
Well, I guess it's time to go and explore the world, I'm wondering what's out there. I'm excited to see what I encounter. I want to go as soon as possible, but I have to make sure I have all the supplies.
((that was great!))
As I bid my family a farewell, my older brother Ranuk, tries to act tough, boating on how he should be the one to go. But as the caravan rounded to pick me up, he waited there, staring solomly. And when our parents helped to put my bag into the caravan's storage area, he gave me a quick hug, wishing me a safe journey ahead. I felt something in which the clavats and selkies may call joy well up inside of me.
As the caravan comes around the bend, my heart races at lightning speed. My mother tries to hug me close but im bouncing around like a child with 20 sugar sticks. My father gives me ten gil(which could buy my favorite: a stripped apple) and pats me on my shoulder. I grab the bag myself and toss it into the caravan's back. Before I hop in, I am pulled back by my younger siblings who hug me tightly *cant...breath* and give me huge sloppy wet kisses. I push away wiping my cheeks and climbing aboard as they run giggling behind mother, as we pull away I wave goodbye, and am suprised at the quickness of my watering eyes. Wiping them away I think, there is no more time for that
I said my goodbyes to my family trying not to be to emotional. I kept my sad feelings under control and smiled as we went away. Everything was going to change and I knew that.
Well, hopefully the trade in which my father taught me will help in our journey greatly! I want to build many things and contraptions especially steam works and armour. I'm also sad that I'm leaving my family although I know I'm going to encounter much more blacksmiths and learn many new things. It's bittersweet somehow.