OCC: Awakening: Age of Conflict
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 3:32 pm
Chateau du Terreche
The torrential rains beat against the stained glass windows as thunder crashed overhead. Lowering his blade, blood dripping from the broken tip, Sir Arith stared in disbelief. “It is over?”
“It is over,” a second knight agreed, dropping the broken halves of his lance next to the corpse of Magus, the last and greatest of the Sorcerers. “The evil of their kind has finally been extinguished.”
“Artorius, how can you be certain?” Arith asked. “Their kind have hidden before-”
“The Grail assured us that Magus was the only remaining living Sorcerer in the world. And with the destruction of the Death Scepter by Sir Lancel, we need not worry about any undead either.”
“Then it is finished.” Arith leaned wearily against the wall. “The Order of the Temple has accomplished its mission…”
Genetic and Environmental Anomaly Research Syndicate (GEARS), outside Kansas City, Missouri
“It has begun,” Dr. Kevin Nexado said. “Prepare to inject.”
Inside the sealed room, the lab assistant leaned over and injected the serum into the first patient. “Beginning nanotech treatment, the assistant said, his voice muffled by his gas mask. Around the room, small vents opened, pouring a cold fog of particles out.
For a moment, tester and patient were obscured by the mists. Dr. Nexado leaned forward impatiently. “Jacobs? How is the patient?”
From out of the mists the body of the lab assistant came hurtling at high speed, smashing through the reinforced safety glass like it was wet paper. Dr. Nexado scrambled backwards as the patient stepped into view…
The demise of the Sorcerer Magus signaled the end of the Third Age, ushering in the Fourth Age, the Age of Peace.
A Templar scout has reported a government quarantine of a research facility in Missouri. Interviews of an escaped janitor have confirmed the Temple Council’s worst fears- someone, using modern technology, has started to recreate the Sorcerer power to mutate and control humans and animals. Now it is time to begin the Fifth and final Age, the Age of Conflict.
You are a Templar knight, born into a wealthy family and raised without being told the nature of your legacy. You have been summoned before the Temple Council, to join others like you in an attack on the G.E.A.R.S. facility, to eliminate any mutated creatures and destroy all traces of the technology before the situation escalates.
Good luck.
The fate of humanity rests in your hands.
Name: Michael Quinn
Occupation: Investment Manager
Weapon of Choice: Crossbow
Personality: Outgoing, friendly.
Name: >your name<
Occupation: >be realistic – I don’t want to see any military backgrounds<
Weapon of Choice: >any common medieval weapon – no katanas, magic weapons, ninja gear, etc.<
Personality: >whatever<
Note: While the Sorcerers used magic, the Templars do not.
No race other than 100% human.
Templar’s have the ability sense the presence of nearby creatures mutated by the Sorcerers or the nanotech.
Templars will be equipped with titanium-alloy plate armor, cut to a personal fit.
The torrential rains beat against the stained glass windows as thunder crashed overhead. Lowering his blade, blood dripping from the broken tip, Sir Arith stared in disbelief. “It is over?”
“It is over,” a second knight agreed, dropping the broken halves of his lance next to the corpse of Magus, the last and greatest of the Sorcerers. “The evil of their kind has finally been extinguished.”
“Artorius, how can you be certain?” Arith asked. “Their kind have hidden before-”
“The Grail assured us that Magus was the only remaining living Sorcerer in the world. And with the destruction of the Death Scepter by Sir Lancel, we need not worry about any undead either.”
“Then it is finished.” Arith leaned wearily against the wall. “The Order of the Temple has accomplished its mission…”
Genetic and Environmental Anomaly Research Syndicate (GEARS), outside Kansas City, Missouri
“It has begun,” Dr. Kevin Nexado said. “Prepare to inject.”
Inside the sealed room, the lab assistant leaned over and injected the serum into the first patient. “Beginning nanotech treatment, the assistant said, his voice muffled by his gas mask. Around the room, small vents opened, pouring a cold fog of particles out.
For a moment, tester and patient were obscured by the mists. Dr. Nexado leaned forward impatiently. “Jacobs? How is the patient?”
From out of the mists the body of the lab assistant came hurtling at high speed, smashing through the reinforced safety glass like it was wet paper. Dr. Nexado scrambled backwards as the patient stepped into view…
The demise of the Sorcerer Magus signaled the end of the Third Age, ushering in the Fourth Age, the Age of Peace.
A Templar scout has reported a government quarantine of a research facility in Missouri. Interviews of an escaped janitor have confirmed the Temple Council’s worst fears- someone, using modern technology, has started to recreate the Sorcerer power to mutate and control humans and animals. Now it is time to begin the Fifth and final Age, the Age of Conflict.
You are a Templar knight, born into a wealthy family and raised without being told the nature of your legacy. You have been summoned before the Temple Council, to join others like you in an attack on the G.E.A.R.S. facility, to eliminate any mutated creatures and destroy all traces of the technology before the situation escalates.
Good luck.
The fate of humanity rests in your hands.
Name: Michael Quinn
Occupation: Investment Manager
Weapon of Choice: Crossbow
Personality: Outgoing, friendly.
Name: >your name<
Occupation: >be realistic – I don’t want to see any military backgrounds<
Weapon of Choice: >any common medieval weapon – no katanas, magic weapons, ninja gear, etc.<
Personality: >whatever<
Note: While the Sorcerers used magic, the Templars do not.
No race other than 100% human.
Templar’s have the ability sense the presence of nearby creatures mutated by the Sorcerers or the nanotech.
Templars will be equipped with titanium-alloy plate armor, cut to a personal fit.
