The Labyrinth Library

[Olspher]

Seeing as I do not believe anyone has ever set up a Random Role play I thought I would revive this one that I originally started on City of If. So here it goes...


Story and Plot:
A great and majestic door stood in the mountains next to a tiny village in the greater surrounding area known as Lanthern. This was not something the villagers had build or were proud of in any sense, in fact they were mainly confused... for this door had not been there the day before. Why a door had decided to appear in the mountains next to the village no one could say, but it had, and so being the sentient beings as they were, the Lantherians did the inevitable, they investigated. First the older elite went to investigate as was their apparent right, but soon the peasantry and little children were all milling about in front of the door wondering what to do. The intricacies of the wood work and gold encrusted mosaics swirling across it's surfaces had quite an effect on the simple villagers who could never have conceived such creations. They seemed to tell of a library (something unknown to the peasants) or grandeur and never-ending knowledge. Though to the avid observer, of which the peasants most certainly were not, there was a touch of sinisterness and foreboding... a darkness hidden within the beautiful mosaics. At one point one of the bravest and most curious of the group, a dangerous combination indeed, approached the door and gave it a light push. He almost stumbled forward, because the door swung open as if it was pulling him in. All the villagers seemed to suddenly focus their attention on the door and in silent agreement they slowly entered an new world together, unaware that they would never leave it... As these clueless villagers viewed in dumbstruck awe a massive vault leading off into the distance with shelf upon shelf of books. There were mountains made of book shelves, hills, plains, and all sorts of odd varying shapes! There was a great wall in the distance with many diffrent specks dotting it, presumably entryways. In all likelihood leading to another equally big vault with yet more books! There was light coming from millions of diffrent sources on the ceiling (very high above them) as well as diffrent places along the shelves. The sources of light ranged from candles to light-bulbs (another thing that baffled the villagers) to yet more even odder things. It took a long time for this to all soak into the group of villagers, but when it did they were ready to go back to there simple and comforting lives, so they turned to go, only to find there was no longer any door, nothing at all.

Imagine this story repeated many times over, through many worlds and dimensions and you understand how the Labyrinth Library was populated... but all of this happened quite a long time ago and doesn't really concern us. Since then no others have entered the library and diffrent classes have developed within those who found themselves there. Though there were many species that entered the Library, they have since separated contributing to a completly diverse population (it should be noted that all were humanoid in nature, with varying eye, skin, hair... and so on).

Character Creation

Name: Put your name!

Class/Profession:
Philosopher: Those in the Library who study the books to understand why they are there and the deeper secrets of the library.

Scholar: Those who study the books of the Library for the sake of knowing and understanding in and of themselves.

Bandit: In such a confusion as the library is there are always thief's, those who reap the benefits of others.

Warrior: Those who care nothing about books and "greater understanding" and spend there time perfecting the art of the sword and hiring themselves out to those who need them.

Wanderer: Those who wander from city to city, village to village, they are explorers and commonly deal in the area of rare books, though they themselves do not find much meaning in them.

Settler: Those who have settled down in one place or another and contribute to bettering their stationary society.



Character Appearance/Description: Describe your character OR put a picture in.

Personality: How your characters act's and thinks, and why. His/her's essence if you will.

Background: Your characters history, what has happened to him before this point in time.



Please acknowledge that all character will start in and around the massive city of Bartheon. Though it's pretty relaxed, just make sure that you are somewhere in this part of the Library because the idea is that the Library never ends... meaning that you could be infinity far away from all the other players.




Story So Far...

• Waren Berg (Olspher) and Julius (Elysium) have come together in a pub in the city of Bartheon, a bookstore (rare book dealers) has just been blown up next to the pub causing a commotion and strangely attracting almost every RPer in the LL.
  
  
• Ston y'Raln (Saosidon) is translating a book of some sort
  
  
• Grima Murvos (Cerebril) has eaten a cat.
  

[Cerebril]

Transfer over of my character from before

Name: Grima Murvos

Class: Bandit

Description:

Personality: A strange thief that steal shiny objects, he is somewhat insane but is very sly and knows much of the library.

Background: Originally a scholar, he went mad trying to map the library. After he went mad he avoided human contact for 10 years. He eventually became a bandit because the voice in his head told him to.

He has long nails and sharp teeth. these are his weapons.

[Olspher]

Name: Waren Berg

Class/Profession: Philosopher

Character Appearance/Description:

Personality: Quite and incredibly absent minded for a majority of the time. He is constantly pondering the greater truths of the library and what they all mean and he tends to be obsessed with rare books. He keeps to himself a great deal of the time, and though he has a few good friends in several cities they are not always there to stop him from doing something stupid to discover a new understanding (such as sticking a nail in the side of his eye to better understand how he viewed the world). Many would think he is more of a scholar, but he concerns himself overall to finding a universal truth that unites everything in existence... he obviously has his work cut out for him.

Background: He came from a family settled in a small town, his father was a scholar down on his luck but still taught his son the art of curiosity. It only took a philosopher passing through his town to decide his fate. After many years of wondering and thinking about things he saw around him a pattern developed. Soon he found himself looking for an ultimate unifying theory to allow all the things he saw to be possible, and he has been searching ever since.

[saosidon]

Name: Ston y'Raln

Class: Philosopher/Wanderer

Character appearance/description: Please refer to attached image. Bluish-grey skin, black nails, red eyes; brown trousers, coil of rope tied around the waist.

Personality: Vacant, distant; determined, but misaimed.

Background: Ston was sent to explore the 'Raln' (Labyrinth) many years ago, with a rope tying him back to the real world. Since then, the rope has always trailed behind him into darkness, and though it is very likely cut, there is always hope that the tug to bring him back will come...

Attachments:

[Jalorn]

Name: Julius the Abstruse

Class: Wanderer

Physical Description: Julius possesses fair features: deep blue eyes and long brown hair that he curiously hides behind a hood. He is always cloaked, though not always with the same garment. He is tall, but carries himself with such purpose that he seems much taller.

Background: He does not know who he truly is. He can remember his life from when he was a small child, but never knew his parents. He took his name from a book he read long ago but lost. One of his many goals is to find this book again, and in the attempt he has found many rare books that he both sells and keeps. He wanders throughout the Labyrinth and people regard him with both curiosity and caution.

Personality: He speaks seldom and his keen gaze pierces even the most hardened of individuals. He is called a wanderer by those who see him from afar, but those who meet with him to trade or speak know by his profound sense of purpose and the gleaming sword at his waist that he is of far more interest and complexity.

Attachments:

[Olspher]

I will let people submit their characters for another few days or so.

[Cerebril]

Isnt this everyone on the site?

[Jalorn]

not everyone, no

[saosidon]

RE: Julius the Abstruse's picture

Holy crap it's the Gatekeeper in his reckless youth!

[saosidon]

Y'know, I think this has been a bit longer than a few days.

[Jalorn]

Yeah... I do believe we should GET ON WITH IT. *elbows a sleeping Bookwizard*

[Olspher]

Waren stood on the outskirts of Bartheon, taking in the new scenery, many claimed that the library all looked the same to them, it was much diffrent for Waren. All parts of the library were diffrent to him, emitting diffrent energies, diffrent feelings, so subtle that you had to truly be looking for them to find them.... and to understand them. Here he felt... a new beginning... or a fast approaching end, a place of rebirth, and a place of death. Waren smiled to himself... today shall be interesting he thought to himself.

In his bag he held two rare books, one of which he planned to sell to solve he money problems, he had no use for the text anyways. The other he kept at all times and meant a great deal to him. As he walked into the towering city sprawled all over the place as if it had been picked up and thrown to one random place in the library he thought of that one book. "Occultus Verum Libri Locus" or The Hidden Truths of the Library or as the author strangely put it "Book Place". It was one of the few books books written by the dwellers of the library (or so it was assumed), and it had changed the way Waren Berg looked at everything around him and assigned him a new purpose in life. It spoke of the Library as a connected web of knowledge, it's theories and ideas stretching beyond just the words, becoming so complex that Waren marveled it had been written by a mere mortal. He resolved he would read it later, for now he had business to attend to. With that he walked into the more concentrated city area...

(Remember others can join well the RP progresses)

[Olspher]

People... you were complaining I had not started this yet, now it seems as if you have completly forgotten about it.

[saosidon]

((Well, I was waiting back to see what everyone else did, as per usual, but it seems that cannot be done. Hang on.))

[saosidon]

Ston awoke, right arm hanging off the edge of the roof which he made his bed. Yawning widely, he peered over and observed the day's events with bleary eyes.

...Eventually, he decided it was time to get going. Climbing over the edge of the building, he jumped down to the floor, hooves cracking the dirt.

It didn't take long for him to remember the exact location of the book he was currenlty working on. He bent back, cracking the vertebrae of his neck, then trotted off to the left.

[Jalorn]

Julius awoke with a jolt. Another dream... he was beginning to wonder if they meant something. And always they were of men he did not know. Except one; the broken one with the hunched back. He would ponder it later; he had business in Bartheon.

He rolled up his bedding and slung his satchel over his neck. Fastening his belt, he pulled out a perfect golden sphere hung on a small silver chain. Julius gazed at it intently, then hung it around his neck, making sure that it was tucked beneath his shirt. He donned his cloak, put the hood up, and made for the city with a brisk pace.

[Olspher]

Waren looked upon the city dwellers milling about around him and smiled, funny, he thought, how people could lead such simple lives in such a complex place. He supposed simplicity was a force existing everywhere, no matter how complex the 'where' may be. The shop he was heading for was on the other side of the inner city and it would take him a few minutes to get there.

Well Waren walked he scratched his beard in thought, interested in his new surroundings. He had heard many things about Bartheon, that it was the largest city in the library, that it held a long forgotten secret, even that it was in the exact center of the library (there was of course no way to tell if this was true as no one even knew if the library had and end). All of this talk was what had brought Waren to this city, and he was not disappointed. The city was fascinating, as soon as he got some money, he would have time to study it more...

[Jalorn]

"Bartheon," Julius said aloud.

He stood on the edge of the city, scrutinizing it like a wolf would a forest at night, searching for something that another might not see. The dusty light from the great torches that lined the walls was brighter here than he had remembered. Or perhaps was it that he was darker?
Julius could see hundreds of people moving in the spaces between the shops and homes, some of which were built from the elegant paneling of the library, and others which were nothing more than hollow stacks of books. At last he spotted the place he needed.
He smiled briefly under his hood, then strode into the city.

[Cerebril]

Night was falling, and the lands outside the lamps of Bartheon grew dark. When one walked here they often observed a strange feeling, like they were walking through one of the old tales motehers tell to scare their children. Trees seemed to move, even when their was no wind. And far rom the sounds of the city, the queeit was absolute and prevading. If one happened to be walking there that night, the would have observed the Silence be broken by a large black cat. It obviously belonged to someone in the city, considering it was well fed and had a shiny silver bell attached to its collar that jangeled as it moved. It stooped and began to meow, but was cut short as a black shape passed in front of the moon and snapped its neck. "Yesssss, gooood, its has a treasure with its too." ...... The thing that had at least once been a man stuffed the bell in a pouch by his side, for he was only wearing a shred of cloth over his loins with the pouch hanging from it. He then looked at the cat. It was dinnertime.

[Olspher]

Waren adopted his cool slightly arrogant expression, scratching his beard thoughtfully as he stared at the keeper of the Book Exchange hoping it would make him unconformable. "You can not be serious" he said. "Oh, have no doubt I am, this book is worth a quarter of what you say!" exclaimed the man. Waren stared at him intensely "You are no doubt accustom to fooling lucky peasants! As you can see sir, I am not so, and I know how valuable this book is. I even thought I was giving you a deal on it. I have sold other books signed with this mark *at this he gestures at a complex symbol on the inside cover of the book* for much more, so if you will not pay it's true worth, then I shall take it elsewhere. Waren knew very well that he would most likely have to go to another city to do this, and he did not have enough money to do this. He hoped this damed man would not pick up on this.

The man looked as if he was going to explode, but finally he grudgingly held out his hand. Waren momentarily thought about refusing and asking for the money first, but he deemed it a bit to much, so he handed the book over. The man came back with some odds and ends of all the many diffrent coinages that had been made within the library. Waren looked through the mess and motioned that it was correct. Now it was time to find out how much truth was in these claims about Bartheon...