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Hopefully this turns out alright. *cough* *cough* Hey all, this is my first foray into the lands of CYOA's! I've been reading a few of the stories on here, and am currently reading a fantasy story so I thought I would try my hand at it. I spent about a week mulling over some of the details in my head, because I just couldn't stop thinking about it and the little story I have in my head screamed to be let loose, so here we are.
First off, this will be set in a medieval fantasy setting with maybe some Victorian age themes going on (I haven't gotten that far yet
). Second, since this is really my first time doing this I've tried to blend a few systems I've seen others use into my own and see how it works and, hopefully, it turns out alright. Third, moving back to point #1, think of this fantasy setting as a mish mash of Dungeons & Dragons, The Elder Scrolls (mostly Morrowind and Oblivion if you're familiar), Lord of the Rings, and a teensy bit of other fantasy settings and elements all rolled into one. With that out of the way let's begin, shall we? Oh, and before I forget, I'll try not to be so wordy in the future; I just have a thing for details.
Nearly one-thousand years ago in the kingdom of Eborthia in the world of Zelios, the rift touched goblin mercenary hero Kein "Bladestorm" Bleekblood saved the kingdom of Eborthia from a terrible darkness brought on by the nations very ruler, Xavier Swartherton. Xavier was an extremely accomplished mage and had dreams of domination and power over the entire population of not only Eborthia, but the outlying nations as well and so resorted to terrible blood magic and demon summoning to further his own power. Xavier sacrificed thousands and slew any that stood in his way, and would have succeeded if not for Bladestorm. Despite being a goblin, he was also Rift Touched; when he was in his mother's womb a magical rift, a source of magic in the world, blinked into existence right on top of her while out on a raid. Against all odds she survived.
A rift is used to recharge both the magical reserves of a being and doubly recharge magical crystals used to cast spells, but from a distance. If someone comes into contact with a rift then they are damage, and if someone foolishly decides to jump into a rift then the results range from serious injury, crippling, madness, and death. However, against all odds, Bladestorm's mother not only survived, but another rare phenomenon happened; while in his mother's womb, the unborn Bladestorm absorbed all the magic of the rift into his body becoming Rift Touched. Rift Touched are unique and powerful beings, and can only be born into creation while in the womb of a mother that survives being plunged fully in the magics of a magical rift. They are, in essence, the rarest of all beings in the known world of Zelios and their power ranges depending on the effects of the rift - they can have a slight advantage over others in terms of magic, strength, speed, skill, intelligence and more, they can also have unique maladies or effects as a result as well that are greatly varied. There's also one very unusual aspect to being a Rift Touched - the eyes, no matter the color of the parents or species, are always a brilliant and beautiful emerald green that glow with magical energies.
Now, Bladestorm was a goblin and at the time there was no separation between the now known Feral Goblins and the Goblins and Half-Goblins that are capable of functioning in a society, so he faced many hardships ranging from discrimination, persecution, attempted murders, and unequal opportunities throughout the early parts of his career as a mercenary due to his goblin heritage. The reasons for him becoming a mercenary in the first place were quite simple; he was more intelligent than most goblins, and he despised the lifestyle of the goblins. He was disgusted with the wanton raids on traveling merchant caravans and small time adventurers, he was abhorrent of the filthy living conditions that were the norm of his people, and he was especially critical of the murder of men and children and the taking of women to be used for continuous rapes. Unfortunately, he was quite vocal in his tribe, the Bleekblood tribe, and thus became ostracized by his kinsmen and family. It all came to a head when the current chieftain and his shaman advisor tried to murder him; at which point he used his considerable skills with the blade and promptly eviscerated both figures, which didn't go over too well with the rest of the tribe and, like the chieftain and shaman, were quickly and bloodily dispatched by Bladestorm.
With his tribe dead and nowhere else to turn, Bladestorm wandered the countryside alone and without a hope to survive. Upon chance he stumbled upon a traveling caravan composed almost entirely of magical beings and misfits - an unbound succubi, an uncharacteristically open-minded elf warrior, a shrewd tentacle beast merchant, an unbound inucbus with a unhealthy fascination with fire, a mage catgirl, and a very grumpy orc - which welcomed him, and his considerable skills with a blade, to join his group as a friend and bodyguard. Given time he earned the trust and companionship of each in the group and, due to the connections of the shrewd tentacle beast, was able to find work as a mercenary and earn himself a reputation as the best swordsman in the lands, despite the hardships he faced due to his being a goblin.
As the years progressed and Bladestorm's reputation and fame grew, so too did his friendships. He was known as a honest, kind, compassionate, yet firm man with a strong sense of right and justice that quickly earned him the respect and grace of many - from lords and nobles, to fellow mercenaries and soldiers, to generals and paupers - he was almost universally loved and respected by all save for Xavier Swartherton and the nobles in the capital city of Eborthia, Lumin, better known as the City of Light due to having a magical rift that is constantly open in the center of the city that gives fuel to all manner of magical boons, and which bathes the housing structure that was built around the rift a gentle white light. Bladestorm's many friendships that he gained over the years turned into many allies when Xavier, who's darkness was covering the land in a sea of evil demonic servants and blighted creatures, attempted to summon and bind an Archdevil from one of the lower planes of the Hells which would require hundreds of blood sacrifices and his own magics in order to summon, and even more blood from powerful mages and even then it would not be enough. To make up for this lack of blood and in his madness for power he decided to use the rift in the center of the city as further fuel the magics necessary for such a feat.
Preena, the catgirl and one of Bladestorm's lovers, was also a master mage who, along with other masters of the arcane arts, knew that if Xavier were to use the powerful rift in the city to summon the Archdevil that the Archdevil would be able to use his vast powers to link every rift in the world and open them all to his plane of Hell, loosing hordes of demons all under his control across the globe. Knowing the danger, Bladestorm called on his many friends and allies to strike against Xavier before the summoning could take place, and amassed an army comprised of the near total population of Eborthia and led the charge to the capital and against Xavier's allies and demonic minion hordes. The battle to the capital was long and bloody, with thousands dying on both sides and growing every step that Bladestorm's army took towards the capital, but after weeks of fighting Bladestorm and his company managed to fight their way to Xavier's domain, but it was only a half victory.
Knowing his defeat was inevitable Xavier was able to hastily sacrifice a little over half of the required blood sacrifices and all of the powerful mages, their powerful magics adding fuel to their blood and, in a last bid of defiance, Xavier drained all his blood to complete the ritual to summon the Archdevil. It succeeded, but only partially as the Archdevil was summoned only at little less than half of his full power, but it still would have been enough to conquer most of the world once he came into contact with the rift in the city. Seeing no other alternatives, Bladestorm led his company into battle against the Archdevil and, though it was a long and exhausting fight, Bladestorm was able to plunge his prized sword, Windshear, into the fiends skull and banished him back to his own plane of Hell. With the defeat of the Archdevil and the death of Xavier Swartherton, the blighted monster and demonic servants scattered and fell under the might of Bladestorm's army.
With both dire threats defeated and most of Xavier's allied forces decimated, including almost the entirety of the ruling classes of Lumin, the people of Eborthia elected Bladestorm, despite being a goblin, as their new king and ruler, much to his chagrin. Despite his reluctance, he had the support of the people and he humbly took up the mantle to undo the damage that was done and helped to usher in a new age of freedom, peace, and equality that neither Eborthia nor the rest of the world had ever seen.
Under his rule and example and the example set by his many friends and allies, much of the stigma regarding the monster and magical races was eliminated. Magical and monster races are allowed to join the army and own property and even mingle and marry those outside their own people, though it is much better than it was there are still issues that arise from time to time, mostly from those entering Eborthia from other lands that are shocked at how open the societies are. He was also able to set up a system where people were able to elect those they wanted to rule and represent them, though there is still a monarchical system of governance that is accepted if for no other reason than good and just leaders. There is still slavery in Eborthia, however, it is much changed from the old days. Unable to fully eliminate slavery due to some of the remaining ruling classes having built themselves off the backs of slavery a compromise was met; those that were slaves were immediately freed across the land and if they wished to remain in servitude then they could. However, part of the compromise, on top of the slave having to consent to being a slave, is that they are treated fairly and humanely and given all the rights of a regular citizen despite their willful servitude. Abuses of the slave would be severely dealt with and if it was discovered that a slave did not enter a contractual willful servitude of a master or mistress, then the master or mistress would have all their slaves freed, all their assets seized and given to the former slaves as payment, and the master or mistress would be jailed or, if their crimes were especially grievous, publicly executed.
Nearly one thousand years after Bladestorm, Xavier Swartherton, and the transition of leadership and the subsequent changes that followed, another Rift Touched has emerged. The first to be born in nearly 75 years, and the first in Eborthia since the time of Bladestorm. Born to an elf father and human mother, she is a half-elf, which in itself is also quite rare considering many elves are too arrogant to mingle with other races in such a fashion or they don't want to find a mate in other races considering their own longevity, and feeling the heartbreak of having their loved one die of old age while they live on. Such a sentiment is not unfounded considering elves that don't focus on the magical arts, which almost always extends the life of any practitioner well beyond their natural means, live on average up to seven-hundred years whereas humans are lucky to reach one-hundred sixty.
This Rift Touched's name is Colette Neilanwittr, named after her late great-grandmother who was also a powerful mage. Her last name is that of her father, who hails from the great forested elven nation of Wehndarwil far to the west and over the mountains that border Eborthia on the west and south. The Neilanwittr's are a highly respected and wise family of elves that help guide the elven people, and were less than enthusiastic to learn that one of their own had fallen in love with a human. Other lands had little love of elves and were even less inclined to treat a half-elf fairly as is the norm. With little other options Colette's mother and father, Katherine and Olweilff, decided to travel to Eborthia to escape the persecution of their coupling and the undoubted persecution their unborn child would face. However, upon entering the borders of Eborthia upon the caravan they were escorting with Katherine's brother William - Olweilff being an accomplished fighter of considerable skill and renown, and likewise Katherine taking after her grandmother being a powerful and learned mage, whereas William was more of the roguish type that refused to discuss his work with the couple - and setting up camp for the night, Katherine wandered a little ways away from the camp to relieve herself when a powerful magical rift blinked into existence right on top of her.
Katherine, much to everyone in the caravan's surprise and William and Olweilff's incredible relief, survived the harrowing event and, unbeknownst to the couple, had marked their unborn daughter of only three weeks in the womb with the power of the rift. The couple and Katherine's dodgy, sarcastic, yet loving brother traveled Eborthia for weeks searching for a place to live until the happened upon a quaint little town called Veilwood that bordered a dense forest on Eborthia's southern edge, which the forest itself bordered the vast mountains that separated Eborthia from southern lands. The town was perfect for the family, because as it turned out the town was nearly dominated entirely by elf, human, and elf-human couples that sought a place of refuge from the other places of the world that frowned upon them. There were others of course, a few goblin and half-goblins here and there, a surprisingly stunning orc woman and her human mate, and a stern succubus that acted as the town's leader of the guard. Other than that, it was a haven for elves, half-elves, and their families.
Thus this is the home that Colette has known for twenty years, though not without it's fair share of excitement, she yearns to go out and explore her country and the world and all the wonders that it holds. Today is the day she has decided to finally leave home and venture forth into the great unknown - she grabs her backpack and fills it with supplies that will help her survive her journey, at least until she reaches the next town, goes to her mother, father, and uncle who each give her a hug, a kiss, and some money that will help her on her journey. She says her goodbyes to the townsfolk and her friends that she's known and whom she loves, passes Justine - the stern succubus guard whom she served under for a few years and took her on some adventures in the surrounding woods, much to her surprise considering Justine's general demeanor most of the time - with a hug, a smile, a quick word of good luck, and a wave before Colette continues on down the road out of town. Taking one last look back, Colette remembers all the wonderful memories she's built over her life thus far, she takes a breathe then turns back towards the road and continues to walk on.
"Let's see if I can find my destiny somewhere out there, or maybe something interesting?" She says to herself while continuing to walk down the road with an wide, joy filled grin plastering her face.
Each step Colette takes leads her further into the heart of Eborthia...
First off, this will be set in a medieval fantasy setting with maybe some Victorian age themes going on (I haven't gotten that far yet
Introduction
Nearly one-thousand years ago in the kingdom of Eborthia in the world of Zelios, the rift touched goblin mercenary hero Kein "Bladestorm" Bleekblood saved the kingdom of Eborthia from a terrible darkness brought on by the nations very ruler, Xavier Swartherton. Xavier was an extremely accomplished mage and had dreams of domination and power over the entire population of not only Eborthia, but the outlying nations as well and so resorted to terrible blood magic and demon summoning to further his own power. Xavier sacrificed thousands and slew any that stood in his way, and would have succeeded if not for Bladestorm. Despite being a goblin, he was also Rift Touched; when he was in his mother's womb a magical rift, a source of magic in the world, blinked into existence right on top of her while out on a raid. Against all odds she survived.
A rift is used to recharge both the magical reserves of a being and doubly recharge magical crystals used to cast spells, but from a distance. If someone comes into contact with a rift then they are damage, and if someone foolishly decides to jump into a rift then the results range from serious injury, crippling, madness, and death. However, against all odds, Bladestorm's mother not only survived, but another rare phenomenon happened; while in his mother's womb, the unborn Bladestorm absorbed all the magic of the rift into his body becoming Rift Touched. Rift Touched are unique and powerful beings, and can only be born into creation while in the womb of a mother that survives being plunged fully in the magics of a magical rift. They are, in essence, the rarest of all beings in the known world of Zelios and their power ranges depending on the effects of the rift - they can have a slight advantage over others in terms of magic, strength, speed, skill, intelligence and more, they can also have unique maladies or effects as a result as well that are greatly varied. There's also one very unusual aspect to being a Rift Touched - the eyes, no matter the color of the parents or species, are always a brilliant and beautiful emerald green that glow with magical energies.
Now, Bladestorm was a goblin and at the time there was no separation between the now known Feral Goblins and the Goblins and Half-Goblins that are capable of functioning in a society, so he faced many hardships ranging from discrimination, persecution, attempted murders, and unequal opportunities throughout the early parts of his career as a mercenary due to his goblin heritage. The reasons for him becoming a mercenary in the first place were quite simple; he was more intelligent than most goblins, and he despised the lifestyle of the goblins. He was disgusted with the wanton raids on traveling merchant caravans and small time adventurers, he was abhorrent of the filthy living conditions that were the norm of his people, and he was especially critical of the murder of men and children and the taking of women to be used for continuous rapes. Unfortunately, he was quite vocal in his tribe, the Bleekblood tribe, and thus became ostracized by his kinsmen and family. It all came to a head when the current chieftain and his shaman advisor tried to murder him; at which point he used his considerable skills with the blade and promptly eviscerated both figures, which didn't go over too well with the rest of the tribe and, like the chieftain and shaman, were quickly and bloodily dispatched by Bladestorm.
With his tribe dead and nowhere else to turn, Bladestorm wandered the countryside alone and without a hope to survive. Upon chance he stumbled upon a traveling caravan composed almost entirely of magical beings and misfits - an unbound succubi, an uncharacteristically open-minded elf warrior, a shrewd tentacle beast merchant, an unbound inucbus with a unhealthy fascination with fire, a mage catgirl, and a very grumpy orc - which welcomed him, and his considerable skills with a blade, to join his group as a friend and bodyguard. Given time he earned the trust and companionship of each in the group and, due to the connections of the shrewd tentacle beast, was able to find work as a mercenary and earn himself a reputation as the best swordsman in the lands, despite the hardships he faced due to his being a goblin.
As the years progressed and Bladestorm's reputation and fame grew, so too did his friendships. He was known as a honest, kind, compassionate, yet firm man with a strong sense of right and justice that quickly earned him the respect and grace of many - from lords and nobles, to fellow mercenaries and soldiers, to generals and paupers - he was almost universally loved and respected by all save for Xavier Swartherton and the nobles in the capital city of Eborthia, Lumin, better known as the City of Light due to having a magical rift that is constantly open in the center of the city that gives fuel to all manner of magical boons, and which bathes the housing structure that was built around the rift a gentle white light. Bladestorm's many friendships that he gained over the years turned into many allies when Xavier, who's darkness was covering the land in a sea of evil demonic servants and blighted creatures, attempted to summon and bind an Archdevil from one of the lower planes of the Hells which would require hundreds of blood sacrifices and his own magics in order to summon, and even more blood from powerful mages and even then it would not be enough. To make up for this lack of blood and in his madness for power he decided to use the rift in the center of the city as further fuel the magics necessary for such a feat.
Preena, the catgirl and one of Bladestorm's lovers, was also a master mage who, along with other masters of the arcane arts, knew that if Xavier were to use the powerful rift in the city to summon the Archdevil that the Archdevil would be able to use his vast powers to link every rift in the world and open them all to his plane of Hell, loosing hordes of demons all under his control across the globe. Knowing the danger, Bladestorm called on his many friends and allies to strike against Xavier before the summoning could take place, and amassed an army comprised of the near total population of Eborthia and led the charge to the capital and against Xavier's allies and demonic minion hordes. The battle to the capital was long and bloody, with thousands dying on both sides and growing every step that Bladestorm's army took towards the capital, but after weeks of fighting Bladestorm and his company managed to fight their way to Xavier's domain, but it was only a half victory.
Knowing his defeat was inevitable Xavier was able to hastily sacrifice a little over half of the required blood sacrifices and all of the powerful mages, their powerful magics adding fuel to their blood and, in a last bid of defiance, Xavier drained all his blood to complete the ritual to summon the Archdevil. It succeeded, but only partially as the Archdevil was summoned only at little less than half of his full power, but it still would have been enough to conquer most of the world once he came into contact with the rift in the city. Seeing no other alternatives, Bladestorm led his company into battle against the Archdevil and, though it was a long and exhausting fight, Bladestorm was able to plunge his prized sword, Windshear, into the fiends skull and banished him back to his own plane of Hell. With the defeat of the Archdevil and the death of Xavier Swartherton, the blighted monster and demonic servants scattered and fell under the might of Bladestorm's army.
With both dire threats defeated and most of Xavier's allied forces decimated, including almost the entirety of the ruling classes of Lumin, the people of Eborthia elected Bladestorm, despite being a goblin, as their new king and ruler, much to his chagrin. Despite his reluctance, he had the support of the people and he humbly took up the mantle to undo the damage that was done and helped to usher in a new age of freedom, peace, and equality that neither Eborthia nor the rest of the world had ever seen.
Under his rule and example and the example set by his many friends and allies, much of the stigma regarding the monster and magical races was eliminated. Magical and monster races are allowed to join the army and own property and even mingle and marry those outside their own people, though it is much better than it was there are still issues that arise from time to time, mostly from those entering Eborthia from other lands that are shocked at how open the societies are. He was also able to set up a system where people were able to elect those they wanted to rule and represent them, though there is still a monarchical system of governance that is accepted if for no other reason than good and just leaders. There is still slavery in Eborthia, however, it is much changed from the old days. Unable to fully eliminate slavery due to some of the remaining ruling classes having built themselves off the backs of slavery a compromise was met; those that were slaves were immediately freed across the land and if they wished to remain in servitude then they could. However, part of the compromise, on top of the slave having to consent to being a slave, is that they are treated fairly and humanely and given all the rights of a regular citizen despite their willful servitude. Abuses of the slave would be severely dealt with and if it was discovered that a slave did not enter a contractual willful servitude of a master or mistress, then the master or mistress would have all their slaves freed, all their assets seized and given to the former slaves as payment, and the master or mistress would be jailed or, if their crimes were especially grievous, publicly executed.
A brief history of our heroine
Nearly one thousand years after Bladestorm, Xavier Swartherton, and the transition of leadership and the subsequent changes that followed, another Rift Touched has emerged. The first to be born in nearly 75 years, and the first in Eborthia since the time of Bladestorm. Born to an elf father and human mother, she is a half-elf, which in itself is also quite rare considering many elves are too arrogant to mingle with other races in such a fashion or they don't want to find a mate in other races considering their own longevity, and feeling the heartbreak of having their loved one die of old age while they live on. Such a sentiment is not unfounded considering elves that don't focus on the magical arts, which almost always extends the life of any practitioner well beyond their natural means, live on average up to seven-hundred years whereas humans are lucky to reach one-hundred sixty.
This Rift Touched's name is Colette Neilanwittr, named after her late great-grandmother who was also a powerful mage. Her last name is that of her father, who hails from the great forested elven nation of Wehndarwil far to the west and over the mountains that border Eborthia on the west and south. The Neilanwittr's are a highly respected and wise family of elves that help guide the elven people, and were less than enthusiastic to learn that one of their own had fallen in love with a human. Other lands had little love of elves and were even less inclined to treat a half-elf fairly as is the norm. With little other options Colette's mother and father, Katherine and Olweilff, decided to travel to Eborthia to escape the persecution of their coupling and the undoubted persecution their unborn child would face. However, upon entering the borders of Eborthia upon the caravan they were escorting with Katherine's brother William - Olweilff being an accomplished fighter of considerable skill and renown, and likewise Katherine taking after her grandmother being a powerful and learned mage, whereas William was more of the roguish type that refused to discuss his work with the couple - and setting up camp for the night, Katherine wandered a little ways away from the camp to relieve herself when a powerful magical rift blinked into existence right on top of her.
Katherine, much to everyone in the caravan's surprise and William and Olweilff's incredible relief, survived the harrowing event and, unbeknownst to the couple, had marked their unborn daughter of only three weeks in the womb with the power of the rift. The couple and Katherine's dodgy, sarcastic, yet loving brother traveled Eborthia for weeks searching for a place to live until the happened upon a quaint little town called Veilwood that bordered a dense forest on Eborthia's southern edge, which the forest itself bordered the vast mountains that separated Eborthia from southern lands. The town was perfect for the family, because as it turned out the town was nearly dominated entirely by elf, human, and elf-human couples that sought a place of refuge from the other places of the world that frowned upon them. There were others of course, a few goblin and half-goblins here and there, a surprisingly stunning orc woman and her human mate, and a stern succubus that acted as the town's leader of the guard. Other than that, it was a haven for elves, half-elves, and their families.
Thus this is the home that Colette has known for twenty years, though not without it's fair share of excitement, she yearns to go out and explore her country and the world and all the wonders that it holds. Today is the day she has decided to finally leave home and venture forth into the great unknown - she grabs her backpack and fills it with supplies that will help her survive her journey, at least until she reaches the next town, goes to her mother, father, and uncle who each give her a hug, a kiss, and some money that will help her on her journey. She says her goodbyes to the townsfolk and her friends that she's known and whom she loves, passes Justine - the stern succubus guard whom she served under for a few years and took her on some adventures in the surrounding woods, much to her surprise considering Justine's general demeanor most of the time - with a hug, a smile, a quick word of good luck, and a wave before Colette continues on down the road out of town. Taking one last look back, Colette remembers all the wonderful memories she's built over her life thus far, she takes a breathe then turns back towards the road and continues to walk on.
"Let's see if I can find my destiny somewhere out there, or maybe something interesting?" She says to herself while continuing to walk down the road with an wide, joy filled grin plastering her face.
Each step Colette takes leads her further into the heart of Eborthia...
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