This is a fantasy role play. It takes place somewhere around the Renaissance era, right in between the transition between the Dark Ages and the Renaissance. Please put in a description of your character, and while you may have more that one, please make sure we can tell which one is which. The rules I go by in Role Play are usually:

*NO one sentence posts
*Please do not insert one million time skips, I will try to do this also
*Put Out Of Character comments in brackets
*No god-modding
*Please make sure people can READ YOUR POSTS
*Thank you.
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Rosen Jack opened his eyes, trying to remember what had happened. He had, in fact, lost all memory of his past exept for his name. He jumped up, and then he realized that jumping on semi-thin ice was not a good idea. The ice cracked a little, but he did not fall into the water.

He noticed a staff lying beside where he had been, and he picked it up. It was made out of wood. Suddenly, his hands were very cold, but he didn't really mind. He examined his blue robes, and he noticed silver thread making ornate patterns on his robe.

He walked into the town. "What is the date, and where am I?" he asked someone. They looked at him. "It's the Dark ages, and you are in the small town of Balthazor." the person replied. Rosen smiled. The person smiled. Rosen decided to walk until he reached another village, and he saw a giant sign that read:

Dragon's Sign Guild (For Mages)

He looked at it curiously, and then he walked into the guild. This would be right up his alley: He was a talented frost mage, something told him. He smiled, even though he felt glares everywhere once he walked into the guild.

[Rosen Jack
Magic Type: Frost, Star, and Water magic
Gender: Male
Appearance: Light blond hair, ice blue eyes, slim, semi-tall, semi-pale complexion
Age: Seemingly young]

[...By the way if you really really have to, you can use chars from anime/manga.]

[Pria Sol, tall, thin, and breathtakingly beautiful with silky orange red hair and golden eyes, and some freckles on the bridge of her nose. Female, late teens? She is a mage, but no one knows what she can do yet.]

Pria was sitting by the fireplace at the Dragon's Sign, as she usually did on afternoons like this.

A young man walks in, and he looked familiar. "It couldn't be" she mutters to herself. But as he looks around, somewhat clueless but bold expression on his face, she smirks. "This guy could be fun, lots of fun." She gets up and walks over to him.

"Hey, can I get you a drink?" she asks with a smile.

[ Edited Dec 20, 2012 ]

(Joining... because I seriously have nothing to do. lol
Name: Felicia Arienne
Nickname: Feli
Age: 17
Race: Human, Witchdoctor
Gender: Female
Hometown: Unknown
Appearance: Long auburn hair, crimson eyes, pale-skinned, thin, large scar across her left eye
Personality: Intelligent, torturous, violent, sweet, insane {Let's just say Yandere, lol}
Quirks: Always has a insane look in her eyes, changes personality from sweet to violent frequently
Magic type: Dark magic. Uses voodoo dolls for torture and staffs for combat, will resort to knives or other sharp objects at times
Bio: Was raised by abusive parents. She lost her sanity at a very young age and was taken in by a Witchdoctor after she tortured her parents to death.)

Feli snuck into Dragon's Sign and sat down by he fireplace, cradling one of her voodoo dolls in her arms. She pricked it with a needle from time to time, imagining the sounds of suffering from her victim down in her underground torture chamber.

"How I wish I was there to hear him scream..." She said with a giggle as she looked around the room. She decided to listen into a conversation that was going on between a pretty girl and a man.

Rosen jumped when he heard someone talking to him, accidentally freezing a small area of the floor. "Uh, I guess so--- hey, why is everyone crowding me...?" he asked when he saw someone else trying to join the conversation. The second one freaked him out, looking as insane as someone hopped up on some weird spells. Suddenly, he noticed a biting pain in his arm, and he saw that his arm was bleeding from deep scratches. "Ugh, that's right. A wolf attacked me..." he grumbled.

He picked up his staff from the floor and he brushed off his arm.

Pria also noticed Felicia watching them, and gave her a smile and a small wave as she and the young man left the Dragon's Sign and headed for the tavern. She was always very very careful not to make enemies.

She led the young man to a booth, and lit the blown out candle swiftly with a flick of her fingers. She then fetched two beers and sat down across from the man. She spoke in a hushed voice. "If you really are who I think you are, then you have some nerve prancing into the Dragon's Sign like that. My advice is you stay away from there unless you got someone to watch your back. Anywhere north of this village is quite dangerous for you."

She sips her beer and observes him discreetly. In the flickering candlelight she sees now that he's somewhat injured, as if he were in a fight. "You should get those scrapes looked after. I bet they were Morgim's wolves, hunting for Rosen Jack, and if that's you the poison will kill you within 24 hours. I hear it's a painless death too, affects your brain and..." her eyes sparkle as she drifts off into thought

(OOC: I want to be a little more descriptive of my character, so this is her after she lost her sanity as a child.

)

Feli followed the pretty girl and the man out of Dragon's Sign and into the tavern. She sat close enough for her to listen into their conversation, and her ears perked up when she head the words "the poison will kill you in 24 hours." That sounded fun! Maybe she could help with this man's torture...

She slowly got up, walked over to the two and quickly pricked the man's arm with a needle, coating the tip of the needle with his blood. She hurried back over to her seat and pulled out a brand new voodoo doll from her robes that she finished crafting this morning. It took her a straight twelve hours to craft. Feli then stuck the needle into the doll, letting the blood soak in. In a couple of seconds, this doll would be attuned to that man. She giggled uncontrollably and left the tavern.

Feli hurried back to the Witchdoctor's Sanctum, which was her home and was well hidden. She greeted her master, Emeric Soleil, and entered the Fun-Fun Underground Torture Chamber so she could perform all kinds of fun tricks on her new victim! When she entered, she saw that her old subject was dead. An insane smile grew on Feli's face and she broke into crazy, psychopathic laughter.

She took a large dagger and set the voodoo doll that was attuned to the man from the tavern onto a table. Feli stabbed the doll, imagining the screams coming from the man. She started laughing again; the insane look in her eyes grew by the second.

"This is so fun!" She exclaimed while stabbing the doll continuously.

[Edit: Please delete this]

[ Edited Jan 25, 2013 ]

[Hello gaiz]

[I'm going to redo my last post. It was a bit unfair to Feri)

Rosen felt a needle prick his arm, and then he heard the door close quietly. He swore. Probably voodoo. "Crap. As if my day couldn't get worse--- SH_T!!!!" he swore, noticing that he was bleeding. A LOT. Dang, as if a wolf bite wasn't enough. "Oh, dear Cosmos... going to... faint..." he mumbled. He picked up his staff and tried to walk to the door, but he was faint from bleeding so much, so he was really only falling towards the door. His eye twitched and he looked towards Pria. "Can you help me?" he whispered.

He jumped as a wolf jumped through the door. "...? Crap! Not another one of you! Ice, ice, away with you!" he said, instinctively pointing his staff at the creature. To even his surprise, razor sharp bolts of ice flew at the creature, and it ran out of the door yelping. Rosen seemed impressed. "Well, impressive, me." he whispered, sinking into darkness.

[ Edited Jan 25, 2013 ]