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The Labyrinth - Page 1 - The Labyrinth - By Sefirea - Overview
The Emperor is dead. The gruelling twenty seven year civil war ended abruptly in a single night of flames and blood. The home estate torn asunder, tarnished marble and ash dusted dirt a bleak adornment to the halberd that stood centre stage in the grey, barren wasteland of a courtyard.

"See, Virius. This is where it all happen'."
Gruff, broken words cracked through the air as near silent footsteps kicked up a thin layer of soot in their wake. Two figures rounding a blackened wall and into view. One garbed in shimmering plates of silver and red armour from head to toe, a matching cape sweeping the ground lightly behind him with each powerful stride.. The other little more than half his height, eyes like saucers filled with wonder as he tailed along.

"Broke on in, they did. Dead of nigh'. Oh he knew they were on their way, but there weren't nout' he could do by then. Armies, shattered. Coins spent and even his own looked wearily to the bastard. Barely a handful didn't pack up and leave they say."
Bellowing a hearty laugh, the man gestured towards the motionless weapon, leading the two closer.

"Lord Iulianus lead 'em on in. They swept through the halls and the wings. E'rryone, rounded, and brought here. Right here, the man that turned our world int'a hell finally met his end. And now, t'make sure nobody forgets what we all suffered through. What we lost to get ourselves here, that's why the build's beginning."
Peering at the faint glimmering light that reflected in the weapon's head, a gnarled grin stood proud upon the man's face whilst his companion, silent up until this point, took another glance about the area.

"But, that still doesn't explain why Emperor Iulianus is gathering people for it."
Smile fading somewhat, with all the pace of continental drift, the elder of the two turned to face the child, eyes turned aside.

"A spectacle needs its main act. And people... definitely won't forget this on-"
"General Lucilla. They're ready for him now."

The appearance of a lone figure drew the attention of them both, a long, billowing robe stretching down and muffling his form in the cloth that matched Lucilla's colours. Face cloaked behind a low dipped hood, a stave of white birch rested lightly in grasp, adorned with a beautiful blue orb at it's peak.
"Go on. I'm sure you'll do fine. Bring your family honour, Nerva." A swallow breaking his words, the dictionary definition of a perfectly formed smile masking the elder man's face. "We'll see you when you get back out."
Nodding once, Nerva straightened himself up, matching a more genuine smile to his fathers. One hand shooting up into a quick salute. Then, turning, he quickly took off to join the armoured grunt whilst Lucilla watched his boy walk away from him for the last time.

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Held several years following the death of the old Emperor, a Grand Labyrinth was constructed to commemorate the lives lost on that faithful day. An opportunity for the Great Houses to earn back prestige for their name and show their faithfulness to Emperor Iulianus. From all around the empire, sons and daughters were offered to take part in the festival, whilst outlying villages and towns were drafted into the terror that was to unfold with little more than their lives on the line.

An enormous, masterpiece of construction, spanning several cities in size at least, the Labyrinth as it was named, consisted of winding hallways, different levels, traps, treasures and thousands of varying rooms, all manners of beasts and barbarians thrown into the mix with the sole aim of surviving.
The last receiving the honour of leaving their old life behind to join Emperor Iulianus as a member of the grand council, regardless of their past life.

The rest meet their fate in that cold, dark abyss.
This is your tale of The Labyrinth.

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Humans - The most common of the sapient race that dominate the land, they come in all different shapes and sizes and are, generally, the all round average of the different races.
(Average height Male: 5'10" (178cm) - Female: 5'5 (165cm) They are able to learn the magic, however it does not come easily to them. Most, if not all humans proving to not be particularly powerful in this area, however they have greater standing in socienty and almost always a greater starting situation for entering the Laybrinth.)

Demi-Human - Generally considered a subservient race to the more dominant human society, demi-humans exist as a far broader variety of beast-like creatures. Generally they grow to be shorter than the average human and are slightly less intelligent, however different breeds boast enhanced physical features. Strength, speed, sight, hearing, even boasted size. Nothing is beyond reason to assume that somewhere, a breed of demi-humans has arisen bearing one or two of these enhanced attributes.
(Essentially furries. Average height Male: 5'6" (168cm) - Female: 5'2" (157cm) Any breed or hybrid is allowed other than Reptiles types. (See Drakkin) Wildly unusual colours/patterns would be more prominent in those raised as servant as it may have been specifically bred in. Slightly less intelligent overall with no talent for the arcane arts. And range of physical enhancements are find, use at your discretion for character creation.)

Draakin - Large. Proud. Powerful. The Draakin are a warrior race of Dragon-like individuals. Generally solitary, preferring to live in very small clusters or simple pods of family members, the Drakkin tend live far from Human societies. They are towering bi-pedal goliaths with the strength to match and intelligence that rivals humanities. Two large sets of wings span from their backs, the second set slightly lower along their spine, boasting excellent flying capabilities, however they tend to be claustrophobic. Their large size and ability to fly does not lend well to tight, confined spaces.
(Bi-pedal dragon people. Average height Male: 7'8" (234cm) - Female: 7'10" (239cm). Almost armoured scales line their entire bodies, making them both resistant to magic and conventional weapons, however their size and build tends to make clothing unsuitable for their bodies, whilst weapons prove too small to be of use. Whilst heavily resistant to physical magical assaults, their minds are no safer than anyone else's and the Draakin have no talent for magic themselves.)

Fae - Standing just a touch more than a foot tall at their highest, the Fae are a race that closely resembles the tales Humans told of the once great Fairy cities. They live amongst Humans as near equals despite their shorter stature and the dwindling numbers of their race. Boasting an immense grasp of the arcane, magic flows through their bodies like blood making them a vital tool in society. Magic existing almost tethered as a lifeforce to the Fae, then are able to alter their appearance to whatever they desire at will and even shape and adapt their form as needed, however if their tether to the flow of magic is damaged, their bodies don't last long without it.
(Fairies! Average height Male: 1'4" (0.41cm) - Female 1'1" (0.33cm) They possess incredibly powerful magic compared to other races at the cost that whilst others merely feel a drain on their reserves to perform magic, the Fae's bodies are physically weakened by over exertion of it's use. Potentially leading to blackouts or even death if overused too much. Their actual bodies are incredibly frail to physical impacts, be it magical or otherwise, however their mental prowess renders them all but immune to mental based magical assaults. Oh, and yes, they have wings if they want to!)

Lycan - The beasts and terrors of the developed world. They cannot easily be reasoned with nor easily dealt with, the Lycan are large, wolf-like animals with barely a sentient level of intelligence. Whilst they can speak to one another, the Common language is something that few grasp, nor something that is considered. Living in primitive packs, they're fast, strong and viciously efficient in combat. The mentality proving too volitile for mounts, leaving the Empire to have purged most Lycan from their realm.
(Think Dire Wolves, but if they were sort of sentient. Average height (At shoulder) Male: 4'9" (145cm) - Female: 4'8" (142cm). Extremely fast, extremely strong and extremely good at tracking. They can see in near perfect darkness, hear much further than any other race and their sense of smell is unrivalled. However, they have a very base level of intelligence. Most cannot understand the Common language, none can speak it and they are mostly driven by instinct. They have no ability to use magic and are mostly seen as beasts for the Labyrinth, meaning they can never win the event.)

More races will be added in coming days. If you have a race idea that you think would be great, message me! I'll see about getting it included for everyone to use. However, unless a race has been pre-approved and is present on this description, do not use it as a sentient race for a playable character. (Beasts and monsters and the sort are fine to make up and go wild with.)


1. Enjoy yourself! If you're not having a good time, then probably best to not continue. :P
2. Races. The available Playable Races are listed above. You can only make characters based within these races. To get a new race added, PM me.
3. Additions. Try to keep the flow of the story going. Nothing wrong with throwing a wrench into the works, but if a character is currently exploring a new room, then suddenly having them be above ground in a restaurant doesn't really work.
4. Quality of additions. I'm not too fussy on size or writing quality, but do try to put in a decent amount of effort. If you feel that what you've written is good and you're happy with it, then that's all I ask.
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