When my sensors picked up abnormal readings of a possible rift, I was excited and scared, and I can admit I was more scared. I couldn't control it, and I couldn't tell what was causing it. I am working on isolating one of the locations near by my lab. After I showed my readings to the authorities, they did let me close off the section of an abandoned air force base, just so they could humor me later. But I need to figure out what is going on. Until then, I'm just going to be watching this closely.
A crack in the air occrued today, and something amazing happened. A human appeared through it. A human, I thought they were only a myth. He even interracted with me.
Human: Ho there wolf man!
Me: Uh, hello!
Human: I'm knight Redcliff of Baulders Gate.
Me: Baulder's Gate? Where's that?
Human: Why in Faerun, and what realm is this you call?
Me: Earth, you are in San Fancisco at Alameda Air Force Base, though this field has been abandoned
I assumed by now that we shared the same language.
Human: Ah, you my flying soldiers?
His face turned serious by now, I grew worried that he had an explaination
Human: My wizards are telling me that great splits in our realm have been occurring. They are all saying that they are leading to this realm.
Me: Wait, all over your realm?
The human nods
Human: I've been permitted to warn you that great evils are going to invade your world.
Just as he gave me that warning, one of my assistants ran to me.
Assistant Preachor: Andrews, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'm getting reports of zombies, strange beings, and even dragons appearing. They are tearing the world apart.
Me: This can't be.
Redcliff: So it has begun...
The world has been shot to hell almost, the base has been reactivated for civilian use. I've been seeing refugees come to San Francisco from all over the world. Thankfully, the wizards of Baulder's Gate have used the untapped energy that Earth provided to shield San Francisco from any invasion and even natural disasters. Elsewhere, its a different story. But now, even the races of Faerun are growing accustomed to the advanced weapons we have now, mainly in firearms. But only rogue groups of bandits, and cults are part of our worries, its the magic that we are not prepared for. Though some of us furs are grasping the concepts and are being taught, most of us are only getting used to this.
A Dwarf named Battlehammer came to me and proposed that we should figure out how to end this crisis. I set out word to find anyone interested from either realm. I can only pray that we figure out what is happening. Until then, as some of the knights say, "May Bahamut help us save this land."
Sex: (male, female, or N/A pending on race)
Race/Species: (Furry, fantasy, or human, your choice)
Age: (make sure it’s playing to how your race ages)
Specialty: (this is pretty much your class or your role)
Skills: (what can you do within your role, healing, stealth, perception, insight, specific knowledge, I'll allow 4 different fields of your choice, I'll let you know if it is too broad)
Background: (Give us a little back story to who your character is, and what happened to him/her/it when the planeshift occurred and how he/she/it got through the year in all the chaos)
Weapons: (Can be modern armaments to reasonably enchanted melee or traditional ranged weapons, special weapons will be awarded during this rp)
Equipment: (Simple, what do you carry on you, what kind of armor, what supplies do you have)
Abilities: (Can you perform magic, and what kind, or what latent ability do you have)
You are allowed to be creative with what you have. Its been over a year, weapons, armor, and items have circulated between Earth and the Forgotten Realms. So go nuts.
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Specialty: Combat Medic
Skills: Healing (More physical, some magic), Stealth, Perception, Herbalism
Background: Cooper was in school to become an EMT and having hopes of working out of the Mayo Clinic when the Planeshift occurred. He quickly jumped on the first ground transport to the safe zone in California. When he arrived there, half of the convoy was taken out from goblin ambushes and drake attacks. After he checked in as a volunteer to the hospital, he was taken aside by an elf who convinced him to learn some magic healing and survival tactics. He spent the year perfecting some basic fighting techniques with an elf made longsword and recieved training in assault rifles from the various military guards from around the world and Faerun. But he still wasn't cleared to leave the safe zone any time soon.
Weapons: IMI Tavor, Longsword, Ruger Mk. 2 (.22 cal suppressed), Dagger
Equipment: First aid kit, flashlight, studded leather armor,
Abilities: can cast up to 3 healing aura's a day