Ideas for my excalibur short story.

Dafft

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radarhe I mean warhead could be like the all-knowing skald!

Grimster could be the hobo SB
 

Kagato

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Zzang said:
Kagato (name suggestions?) Leader of the heavy cavalry division.

Awww, im honoured :cheers: Sounds like it'll be fun, I look forward to seeing it progress.

Regarding your earlier background, isn't the 'current' Albion King, King Constantine? He is Arthurs successor if you follow Mythics daoc history, however he does not really get mentioned alot, at least not till the next expansion.
 

Knolan

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i would call heretics bullshit tbh.. its priests that went to study the "dark" side
(bloody hard explaining things i know all the dutch words for but cant find em in english:() anyway they sure are part of history and religion, especially in those times when religion was such a hot item.

imo ofc
 

Matmardigan

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Zzang said:
Mid army heroes.
(some of each kind?)
(Call me roleplayer all u want, but u know who spanks who's asses around here)


Grogan Troll Ivaders 4 Mid army Heros imo.

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and plz some respect to the brave Albion who gave his life 2 weaken the opposing forces :)
 

Kerith

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imo give a story about the rise of the warlocks, and combined plight of albion and hibernia to vanquish the new dreaded foe !!!
 

Downanael

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Kerith said:
imo give a story about the rise of the warlocks, and combined plight of albion and hibernia to vanquish the new dreaded foe !!!

Just use garlic and stake for vampiirs. Not sure do it work on warlocks thought
 

Brack

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saadyst 4 hib!

outlaw zoyster ofc xD

sumit like the infil bit but with vampiirs like bliizard :D
 

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Smert the Ranger
His father Vitales was a skilled Scythian warrior who seeked for adventure in other lands fought with Celts in many battles and eventyally became part of their society got married. When his wife gave birth to their first chile he gave his son a Scythian name and trained him from early age in close combat as well and as main art using bow as only Scythian know (Scythian warrios/also called horse people well known of their mastery in using bow).
His son Smert who recently come to age now serves in ranks of hib army agains invades and during offencive operations performing scouting operations using tricks he was taught by his father and fighting in great battles in archers ranks supporting the hibernia army.
 

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Someone from Scythia? ;P old civilization somewhere near balkan/ukraina wasnt it ? :D I might be way off
 

Spetsnaz

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a ppl who lived and dominated in East Europe/Asia (territory when now Ukraine/Russia till China) at same time celts was dominating in Northen and central Europe

info for u:
The vast areas of rolling grassland and steppe extending from China to the Ukraine was not settled by farming peoples until they were able to develop a culture enabling them to survive in an environment with extreme contrasts of climate and relatively infertile soils. The Scythians were the first great pastoral nomadic group in Central Asia. In the latter half of the seventh century BCE they were reported as allies of the Assyrians against the Medes, who were rising to power in northwestern Persia, and the Cimmerians, a little-known people who preceded the Scythians in southern Russia. The Greek historian Herodotus wrote that in the fifth century BCE the Scythians ruled from the Don River, in present southern Russia, to the Carpathian Mountains, in central Europe. They remained in power until displaced by the Sarmatians in the second and first centuries BCE They had no written language.
A vast territory is needed to support herds of domestic stock. The Scythians or steppe people were nomads relying on the horse and wagon for mobility, living in stout felt tents, and subsisting largely on horse's milk and cheese, as well as on food from hunting and fishing. When well established, the tribes in the west of the Scythian empire became agriculturists who raised wheat, some of it for export. Eastward the Scythians stayed as pastoral normads; among these nomads was the ruling tribe, which the Greeks called the Royal Scythes. In the spring and summer they ranged about the open steppe seeking pasture for their herds. In the winter they camped along protected river valleys. The men rode on horseback, the women on cattle-drawn wagons on which their felt tents were set. Polygamy was practiced, at least among families of chiefs, and the son inherited his father's wives. The Scythians never washed in water, but for ritual purification they had a kind of vapor bath. Men wore trousers tucked into soft boots. In fighting, the Scythes used bows and arrows from horseback, and followed the guerrilla tactics typical of central Asian nomads.

The Russian archaeologist Sergei Ivanovich Rudenko, who did four large excavations at Pazyryk in northeastern Siberia between 1947-9. He reports, that the chiefs of Pazyryk were elaborately tattooed, wore woolen and leather clothes, and employed skillful artists to adorn their horse trappings and harnesses with elaborate stylized animal art. After death the body of an ordinary Scythian was drawn in a wagon among the tribal camps for forty days, then buried. The corpse was laid on the bottom of a small log tomb, usually on its back, head towards the east and arms and legs extended.

For a king, or high official, the funeral cortege was more elaborate. On burial the body was placed in a special coffin made of a larch tree trunk and placed into a large log square pit or barrow. The body was embalmed or mummified. Concubines and attendants were sacrificed and laid beside the royal corpse with full compliment articles (Chinese silk and mirrors, jewelry). Fine chariots and valuable horses were killed and placed into the barrows as well. Because of lack of space their bodies often lay in a shaft one on top of another, dressed with bridle, saddle and head decorations. Tombs are still scattered throughout southern Russia and the Crimea, the Caucasus, and Anatolia. Modern archeology have recovered artifacts of metal treasures, funeral ornaments and furnishings of elaborate burials. Whether of their own manufacturer, or the work of Greek craftsmen, Scythian gold ornaments attest to what an ancient Roman author calls the "Scythian lust for gold." Later tombs dated from the sixth century BCE include the Sarmatians as well as the Scythians.

The Scythians lived to the north of the well-traveled trade routes we call today "The Silk Routes." Their territory was constantly being explored and sometimes colonized by settled farmers, whose own lands were becoming overpopulated or overgrazed. Enormous areas of steppe was needed to support even a small band of horsemen, for just a slight increase in population could drastically affect the food supplies of the original inhabitants. The result was constant displacement of populations as the Scythians sought to expand their shrinking territory to accommodate their own population pressures.


im from Ukraine o_O
 

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eatmeh, the shade - loreal, because im worth it :/
 

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Bob the short sighted scout. He managed to get through training due to his fathers History and connections with the Defenders of Albion and wanders the Frontiers without ever seeing anybody, friendly forces or enemy. His hearing is great tho as he has often heard a sound simmilar to that of a stampede, reveberating around the valleys of the Frontiers :D
 

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i will make a SUPREME Dramaqueen in ANY tale! :D

-Jerelyn *want at least 15 mins of fame*
 

Jobbegea

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get a valkyre in it aswell.

shivae's norse sword valkyre (don't know excact name:p)
think she is the highest rr on excal of valks
 

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mmm =)

Ow Ow !! can i be the fat, riche, storry telling Firby general who cares more about his looks than his battle preformance ? :cheers:

please pritty trole !! for old times sake hehe :twak:
 

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Ahh, beautiful stuff! As Chronicler of Albion, it does my heart good to read of fellow roleplayers like this! For background material, make sure to visit the Library section of GOA's DAoC website. Perhaps the first time this will come in handy. :)

Of course, I cannot but help to recall my own dabblings in the noble arts of chronicling. Below is an excerpt from the foreword of my old tome of stories:
Belomar Fleetfoot said:
My name is Belomar Fleetfoot, wandering minstrel, warrior poet, and general scoundrel in the fair realm of Albion. Our world is part of the Excalibur universe, and this is the place I was born, grew up, and rose to power in. Brought up from humble beginnings in the bustling and then sparkling city of Camelot, I was but a child when King Arthur Uther Pendragon died, thus ending the glorious rule of Camelot of the civilized world, plunging it into a Dark Age unbeknowst both before and after. This was also the time when the encroachments of our vile neighbors, enchanting Hibernia and dread Midgard, began, and all of Albion had to muster its forces to fight off their dark legions.

My older brother numbered in that first army, commanded by Sir Lancelot of the Round Table, that strode north to battle the immense Norse host that had appeared in the craggy Pennine Mountains. My father, once a proud scout in King Arthur’s army, had received a near-mortal injury during that ill fated battle against Mordred years past, and our family was thus poor, supported by his meager soldier’s pension and my mother’s skill at sewing. Highlanders originally hailing from far-flung Ludlow, we now lived in a humble house in the southeast part of the capital city. Therefore, my brother was not the noble paladin I had hoped he would be when he joined Sir Lancelot’s defenders, but instead looked young and afraid with his footsoldier’s pike and worn leather armor. Still, I was very proud and very envious of him, standing that day in the cheering crowd that lined the streets of Camelot with my father’s secure hand on my shoulder, watching my brother wave happily as he took his station in the marching ranks of armsmen, a forest of pikes disappearing out through the north gates towards the frontiers of Snowdonia.

I vowed to join him as soon as I was able. Never mind that my affinity, unlike my brother’s, lay towards music and not warfare; I wanted to become an armsman too. I was fifteen at the time, just one year from being accounted a man and able to join the army.
I really need to post this whole thing in the Creative Section some time. :)
 

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Can i be the Hibernian whorehouse inkeeper? Myg could be the dark lady slut :D
And Elkie would be my slave :clap:
 

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