The Immortal War



Welcome to My Roleplay!
My name's Tiffany. This is based on a role-play I created a few years ago and would like to remake.

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Romania is split in half.

For centuries, werewolves and vampires have fought over the country. The Vampires currently own the shore line, and the werewolves' territory covers everything behind the mountains. The shore territory is well kept. It is made of of thick woods, separated by dirt roads and small villages where fearful villagers, mostly human, lived, flourishing, despite diminishing numbers due to feeding vampires. The werewolves mostly hunted the wildlife that lived in their territory. The lycans were notoriously good at being self-sufficient and has leaned to successfully live off the land, although they do have a few devolved areas in their territory.

At this moment, the two sides are at a stand-off. Each is laying low to train and gather numbers and weapons. A range of dangerous, heavily wooded mountains separate the two races. The terrain and it's inhabitants are extremely dangerous. Beasts outsiders have never seen live in the mountains.

The Varcainen Mansion
Located in: Constanta

Protected, in the back of the Vampire's territory, is the power house for the vampire's war efforts in Romania. It is a legend rebuilt by two women. This is where the Varcainen clan resides. They meet, train and bond here. The two queens live here and open their doors to other vampires willing and ready to fight against their mortal enemies, the lycans.



The Lycan's Den
Located in: Alba Lulia

The Lycan's Den is a sturdy, building, despite it's shoddy appearance. It is quite spacious inside. Werewolves generally don't mind sharing personal space and often enjoy the cozy, close quarters the Lycan's Den has to offer. It's surrounded entirely by thick woods, making it hard to sneak up on the forest-savvy lycans.




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One Upon A Time,.

The Varcainen Clan was a powerful force when the vampire-werewolf war broke out. Originally settled in Transylvania and having come in from Hungry, the Varcainens came with the intent on settling on new land to expand their power. The began pushing the werewolves from their homes and enslaving them to build and farm for them. There was a large revolt. The werewolf slaves turned on their vampire masters, lifting their farm tools and using their brutal strength to fight back. The Varcainen's military was called in. The drove through the country of Romania, hunting down and killing lycans as they found them, finally settling near The Black Sea. the werewolves did well to hide, repopulate and rebuild.

The gathered on the other side of the mountains to formulate revenge on the blood-suckers that took their land and their lives. Head strong and blood-thirsty lycans assembled at the mountain top just before dawn and laid seige on the mansion, killing all the vampires they could seek out. They burnt the building to the ground and reaped the riches the vampires have looted themselves over the years. It was poetic justice at it's best.

This did nothing but fuel the vampire's hatred and, often admittedly bigoted opinions of the werewolves. From the ashes, two young fledglings emerged. Vanity and Sadie Varcainen, twin daughters of Vincent, the Varcainen leader. The two made the decision to lay low, feeding off of woodland animals from rabbits to deer. The girls rebuilt the mansion with some help of the area's elves, who believed that the werewolves were cowardly to attack during the day, when the vampires were entirely vulnerable. The dark elves formed an alliance with the Varcainens.

However, the Lycans have had formed an alliance with the forest elves as well. They were a proud race that lived off the land along side the werewolves. They traded furs and meats openly with each other.

Vampires traded with all sorts of vendors who were able to access the harbor they built by sea. They acquired technology knowledge much quicker than the lycans because of this and were able to create better, more advanced weapons to combat the might strength of the powerful lycan.


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Rules.

General Role-play Rules
Please, as we all know, keep it PG-13 c:
Please do not God Mod or create and Over-Powered Character.
(If you need help deciding if your character is considered over-powered, please feel free to contact me c: )
Your profile must be accepted before you can post, please wait for me to post it up!
Please be able to type at least one paragraph, most of the time. Everyone has writers block once in a while, but please don't be lazy!
Please do not kill off any characters without approval of the user.
Other Races are allowed, but I will ultimately make the decision on what races are allowed.
Please, no hybrids with more than two races, it gets silly. Thanks!
Please put any OOC chat in parenthesis (( )).
Please refrain from excessive OOC chat, Thank you!

Vampire Rules
Vampires have super-human speed, strength and hearing.
Vampires can be killed by beheading, being lit on fire, being pierced through the heart or contact with direct sunlight.
Vampires must feed on blood from a living creature.
Human blood makes for stronger vampires.
Humans are turned by being drained and then drinking from a vampire.
Vampires may have one special ability.
(seduction, mind-reading ect...)

Werewolf Rules
Werewolves and incredibly strong. They are armed with sharp claws and a nasty bite.
Werewolves may change whenever they like,
(However they absolutely must change during a full-moon.)
Werewolves can be killed by beheading, being lit on fire or being pierced through and major artery.
Silver is a weakness, but not a death sentence.
Werewolves can communicate with nature.

*Rules are subject to change as needed!*

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Main characters.

Varcainens

Vanity Varcainen
Played By: Blue In The Face
Appearance: X
Age: 541 Appears to be: 20
Personality: Serious when it comes to business, but she has a playful side as well. Vanity is still a young vampire, in her own eyes. She's aware that she has plenty to learn, but it barely makes her humble. In fact she is very proud of herself, her clan and her family's legacy. She doesn't like to lose. Vanity is very protective other those she loves and is kin to, but should someone break the hard to acquire trust, it will be difficult for them to, if at all, be accepted as a trust worthy again in her eyes.
Weapons: Snake-Sword
(A versitile close-combat/long-range weapon that morphs effortlessly from a sword to a whip and back again)
Small dagger
(A quick, nimble weapon made for sudden, up-close strikes to vital organs)
Ability: Seduction

Sadie Varcainen
Played By: Blue In The Face
Appearance: X
Age: 541 Appears to be: 20
Personality: Sadie lets her sister handle the politics. She considers herself second in command. She prefers to flirt and mingle, but that doesn't mean she not as deadly a fighter as her sister. She's loyal to the end, unless someone betrays her. Sadie is very in-tune with her sister and can tell when she's in trouble.
Weapons: Dual swords, attached to each other by chains at the hilt,
(allows for long range and short range combat)
Ability: Mind-Reading

Werewolves

Axel Corrigan
Played By: (Open)
Appearance: X
Age: 670 Appears to be: 27
Personality: Axel is a strong, intelligent leader who is always looking out for his pack. He has his mind set on destroying the Varcainen empire as revenge for Vanity and Sadie taking his parent's lives. He looks after his younger brother, Koal, who is second in command. Axel is a good leader, but is easily offended when someone tries to disrespect his authority. He is the alpha male and he expects everybody to respect that.
Weapons:


Koal Corrigan
Played By: (Open)
Appearance: X
Age: 419 Appears to be: 22
Personality: Koal, smaller than his brother, has taken to more academic studies. He's training himself in the magic arts with the help of local forest elves they are aligned with. He also hates the vampires, being well aware of the fact that his parent's stuffed heads sit mounted in their mansion. Koal is training, but is certainly weaker than his older brother. He is obedient to his brother but can be rebellious against others that try to tell him what to do.
Weapons:


Koda Aceron
Played By: DeViAnT01
Appearance: X
Race: Werewolf
Age: 113 but appears to be 13
Personality: Koda can be loud and sometimes obnoxious, but his temper gets the best of him sometimes. Even though he is a bit stubborn, he still listens to the head of the pack. And when given a task, Koda will stop at nothing to finish it.
Weapons: Razor-bladed claws

Other

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Characters.

Vampires

Other

Werewolves

Wylvan Zaur Urgoth
Played By: Andraus
Appearance:x
Age: 31
Personality: Resilient, Wise, Street smart, and kind. Wylvan is a Warrior of the Highest Caliber, but does not take sides in this conflict, as the Royal family wishs, he only defends those who are in Desparate need of protection, but demands Payment for his Services when he is no-longer needed. Unknown to most Wylvan, before the war began, was once a highly respected member of the black Counciel, the Ancheint Order that kept balance between the races, thus he has earned respect from both races.
Weapons: A Elm bow crafted by the Dark elves before they sided with the Vampires, and a Ancheint Cryptic dagger said to have been blessed by the Seers.

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(( Open & Accepting! ))

Vanity sat in her thrown, her long, strong legs were draped over one arm and her slender back was propped up against the other. She sat quietly, looking around at the trophies she and her sister have collected since they rebuilt together. A devious smile pulled at her soft, cherry lips, watching the dead, fake eyes in the lycan heads above her thrown. Vanity shifted, placing her feet on the ground and resting her hands in her lap. She glanced over to Sadie's empty thrown and stood. Tonight, Vanity was dressed in a pair of leather pants that hugged her hips as they swayed when she walked. She wore a black shirt that hugged her chest and hugged her visible, toned torso in black straps. Her sword was at her side and her dagger rested, sheathed, in a holster around her thigh. She wore a pair of five-inch stilettos on her feet, bringing her to a full height of five feet, five inches. Powerful things come in small packages, though. Vanity walked out of the thrown room, closing and locking the door behind her as she stepped into the large foyer of her's and her sister's home.

Sadie was upstairs, dressing for the night. She put on a red dress with a ruffled tutu beneath to give her dress a desired puff. She tugged on her short dress to adjust to to hug her hour-glass body. The vampiress tossed her red hair over her slender shoulders, letting it cascade over her chest and she exited her room, leaving her weapons secured and locked up. Unlike Vanity, she was a little more confident in their safety. Since Sadie and Vanity had killed the Corrigan leaders, things seemed more quiet. Sadie was coming down the long, wide stair case as Vanity was coming out of the thrown room adjacent to the staircase and was closing the doors as she looked up at her sister with a smile. "Hey, Sadie." she said affectionately. For many years, the sisters lived together, on their own. Sadie smiled back and nodded.

"Empty, still." she whispered, looking up into the dark rafters of their home. She placed her petite hands on her waist and looked to her sister. "Do you think we'll be built up in time for the big one?" she asked, watching her sister quietly. Vanity just watched her sister though. That was a loaded question, after-all. She shrugged.

"I hope so." Sadie looked around quietly. That wasn't a good enough answer, but she knew the stress Vanity was under to bring the mansion back to what it once was. She just nodded and sauntered towards the sitting area to turn on their fire place. Vanity's golden hues followed her sister's movements for a moment before she looked towards the large, double doors and began moving towards them. "I'm going out for a smoke." she said over her shoulder as she pulled a pack from her pocket. Inside were ten, long clove cigarettes and lighter. Vanity leaned up against the doors, propping her foot against the door as she lit the cigarette and inhaled the deep, clove taste into her mouth and releasing the smoke through her nostrils.

Inside, Sadie sat on a long, soft sofa across from the fire and watched the flames lick at the brick walls.

Wylvan, on the Coast Constanta, was walking along the Shore on a Starlite night, Enjoying the Fresh air in his face and the spray of water, He sat down near the Coast but away from the water thinking "This war shall ravage this coast......by the time its over this Sea will be Stained blood red, and thus the moon will glow red, As The Last memeber of the Counciel I must Protect this land, even if It means my Death, but then again, that wouldbe most accepted, from what I have seen in my life". He Stayed in that Position until from the Night a Ear-Piercing scream Broke out and he jumped upright and Tried to Fallow where the sound had came from

Vanity smiled as she silently smoked her clove. Her delicate fingers pinched the filter between her knuckles. She, too, heard a scream and she stood up. Her pointed hears would twitch at the smallest sounds, now- and her golden hues narrowed as she made an effort to inspect the immediate area. It sounded far off, though, but animals skittered, giving hints as to where to find the source of the scream. She tossed her smoke and opened one of the double doors. "Sadie, stay here," she hollered in. "I'm going to inspect something, lock the doors, I'll be back in a few minutes." and with that, the door slammed and Vanity took off.

"What?" Sadie called, stumbling to her feet and running over to the door. She opened it. The night was quiet, all she could smell was the cigarette Vanity left on the stairs. She looked around, peeking her pretty face out the doors as she stepped onto the landing of the extravagant stoop. Sadie sighed and shook her head, crushing the cigarette under her heels and turned around, closing the door behind her and locking it. She curled back up on the couch, resting her chest up against the back and her arms along the top to watch the door. She wet her soft lips and narrowed her golden eyes at the door as she watched, and listened.

In the thicket of theforest, You see a women, crying over 4 bodies of vampires, and her cloths stained red, The trees around her were marked with claws, arrows, swords, and more. " Please help me.....theyre all dead.....please!" you can smell wolf still in the area, along with hearing retreating footssteps from the trees tops of the forest.

Vanity narrowed her eyes. First, she smelled blood. Her pupils grew and her sped picked up. She was a mere blur in the dark trees as she dodged over and under the low branches and fallen logs. She would slide to a dead halt as she looked at the girl in horror. Vanity was breathing hard, filling her lungs with the faint scent of wolf. Her sweet lips curled into a disgusted sneer as she looked around quickly before looking back to the girl. "Which way did they go?" she hissed.

Sadie twitched anxiously at home, she had a bad feeling for her sister's safety. However, like her sister told her, she sat behind. She sighed and placed her chin on her arms, furrowing her brow as her imagination expanded on all the terrible things that could happen.

The girl smiled "Right here!" She grabbed you, pinningy ou down, as several wolfs come from the trees and surrond you "Your so gulliable Vanity" She changed into a wolf " You made this look to easy, hahaha!" But as she laughed, and Arrow as silent as Night, struck one of the Wolfs Straight in the throat "What the? What the hell was that!?!?" She looked around, but saw nothing.

Sadie got onto her knees. She felt anxious. "Where are you?" she asked, biting on her lower lips softly. She sighed and rested over the edge of the couch. Vanity grunted as she fell to the ground, bringing her knees to her chest as she fell to wedge them between herself and the wolf. As the arrow piercing one of the wolves distracted the rest, she kicked her feet into the stomach of the woman on top of her, kicking her off of her as she stood, pulling her sword from it's sheath and lunging at the closest werewolf, stabbing for his chest as a quick blur of speed. What a cowardly thing to do, she'd punish them for it.

As the wolfs start to spring, Arrows from all around strike them, 5 of the 7 that were still alive were killed from critical shots from the arrows, leaving the girl and one wolf. "Who is out there?!?! Show Yourself " Out of the Trees, Wylvan Ermges, with his bow in hand and dagger in sheeth "You asked....I answeared " "what are you?!?! A Tratior to your own race?!?" "No, I am no Tratior...I just hate it when people gang up on a Single Vampire, espically to one who has done nothing to provoke....yet... " He Kills the one wolf gaurding the women, then he Draws the Dagger on his side and sliced open her throat

Vanity looked up, her golden eyes narrowed at the wolf that saved her life. She sheathed her sword and crossed her arms beneath her breasts as she watched the two interact.

Sadie stood from the couch and paced the front door nervously. "Vanity..." she said softly. The feeling of urgency faded but still, Sadie felt nervous. She watched the door with a desperate stare as she combed her thin fingers through her dark red locks. She sighed after a few minutes and sighed, turning her back to cross through the sitting room to move through a swinging, wood door into a dark bar and lounge setting. The room was rectangular and long. On one end was the bar. A long, dark wood counter top shined under the dark red lights. Long stools lined the bar. The cushions were thick and covered in dark red vinyl. The wall the bar faced was lined with a long, clean mirror. Clean wine goblets hung from the cabinets against the mirror. Along the other sets were soft, red vinyl booths with high backs for added privacy.

Sadie walked around to the other side of the bar and took a packet of synthetic blood, something she and Vanity had ordered for dry periods or lazy days, and mixed it with some cold tomato juice. Leaving her drink on the bar counter, she leaped the counter effortlessly and retrieved her beverage once she was on the other side. Sadie sauntered back into the sitting room and knelt back on the velvet couch, facing the door with her back to the fire, letting it warm her bare back. Her short dress left her back completely exposed.

Vanity watched as the wolf killed the woman who has attacked her. She watched the dead body bleed out and she couldn't but smile. Vanity tossed her thick, dark locks from her ironically angelic face and set her golden eyes on her rescuer. "Thank you," muttered her cherry lips. She felt a little discouraged but she did her best not to show it. "I suppose I owe you something in return." she said expectantly, placing her petite hands on her cocked hips.

Wylvan Smiled at the young Vampiress and placed his hand under her cheek "When im no longer needed, I shall take what is owed......but for now, it seems that you need me, so I shall Stay around, let me introduce myself, I am Wylvan Zaur Urgoth, The last Surviving Memeber of the Black Counciel, Now, if i make ask Vampiress, who may you be? you do not look like the Average Vampire or of the Rare Noble"

She pulled away from his hand cautiously, wrinkling her small nose. "This usually doesn't happen." she assured him, stepping back a little, watching him. "But my name's Vanity." she told him. "My sister and I are currently rebuilding." She cleared her throat and looked him over quietly. "What are you doing in these parts anyway?" she asked. "This isn't exactly werewolf country." She watched him, staring hard. Her sweet face was tense with questions. She didn't trust him, and why should she. Vanity had just watched him kill his own kind, what should stop him from trying to kill a mortal nemesis.

Sadie sipped sheepishly on her drink back at the mansion, waiting on her sister, or anybody, really, to visit. Everything seemed fine, she wasn't aware of any more disturbances. Now, she was just bored. Still, she couldn't leave the mansion unattended. Sadie slinked through a set of double doors with a dark wood frame and four, frosted glass panels a piece. Inside was a piano and a large dance floor. She sat behind the piano and played whatever her fingers wished to play, humming a tune as she simply played freely.

"oh i was planning on Leaving you see, and i wanted to Take one last look at the lake view in Starlight, Its Really beautiful, when I heard that Fake Scream, I watched you approach the girl and when she signaled them to attack I took my Elm Bow off my Back And Started my Slaughter, Also Just to let you know I dont take sides in Conflict, I only help Those when needed, that was the Sacred oath Of the Black Counciel, Before The Nobles of both Races issued Death Warrents on us all, Except me, for you see I Dont Kill anyone of Either Race Unless Im Doing it for Defensive of another, therefor I have Earned Respect and Fear from both your kin and my Kin" Wylvan Explained, Taking out a Flask of Wolf Red Wine "Would you like some? I got it from a Friend in England"

"It's very nice to meet you." said said, biting her silver tongue. She, instead, wet her sweet lips as he offered her wine and she shook her head. "No, thank you but I should really be getting back home. I left my sister suddenly and she's probably worried." It was as if she could feel her sister's anxiousness. "I'm sorry to run so suddenly," she explained, "But my mansion is just near the harbor. I'm sure my sister and I could find something useful for you to do." she said. "...since you're so eager to help, of course."

"Eager is an Under estimate, Also one last thing, The Reason Im Respected by your People was Because I Created The Lycan Vampire Peace Treaty in Normandy, England, Spain, and Now Im working on Hungrey and Translyvania" He said taking a swing of the wine. " I stopped Pointless Blood-fueds in small Areas and Am Working to end the Conflict here before The Black Sea is Stained Blood Red"

She paused before running off as he spoke to her. It sounded good, but she need more than stories, perhaps once she got to know him, if her prejudice would allow it, she could trust him. Still, even now, she didn't want to refuse his help. "In that case." she said, turning to face him again. "I truly do hope you stop by the mansion, if only to meet my sister, and discuss how you can help us." she told him. Her instincts were giving her green lights, but all of her logic was telling her no. Sometimes, though, you just need to go with your gut. The vampiress nodded after extending her invitation and took off in a fuzzy blur toward her mansion. Her quick nimble movements made little to no sound as she moved through the warm night. Vanity slowed to a quick trot as she ascended up the stairs to knock on the double doors.

Sadie jumped at the knocking. She had lazily dozed off for a few minutes. She looked down at the empty glass on the wood floors. She cleared her throat and pushed herself off the couch to unlock the main doors and let her sister in. "Vanity!" she said, hugging her. Vanity stood, victim to a wicked hug that pinned her arms to her side. Vanity wiggled away from her sister and nodded.

"I was ambushed-" she began. "Maybe five or six werewolves." Her sister's intrigue peaked. Her golden eyes widened, focused on her sister's pretty face. "I was saved by a werewolf, a rogue of some sort." Vanity looked back to Sadie thoughtfully, "He said he wants to help us, but I'm a little weary to simply trust a werewolf." she told her. Sadie leaned against the back of the cough gingerly and rubbed the soft skin of her neck.

"I don't know..." Sadie said, her soft voice was uneasy. "Maybe we can feel him out." Sadie offered, not wanting to disregard someone who could possibly give them a lot of advantages. She watched her sister who narrowed her eyes pensively before she nodded.

"Yeah, We can do that." she said. "I told him he can come here to discuss ways he thinks he might be able to help." she told her sister before motioning to the bar. "I want something to drink." she told her as she began to walk, tailed by Sadie, who picked up the empty glass she dropped before following her sister through the swinging door.

You see me In the kitchen, Reading A Random Book, and Drinking from my Flask. You notice that a Window was Open and that you left a Fallowable Scent "Sorry If I didnt knock, but I could find the door on this huge Place, so I just Came threw the Window. Now Exactly Why would you want To Invite me here, most of the Vampires I earned trust from Made me Do Impossible Tasks first"

Vanity and Sadie paused once through the swinging door. Vanity placed her hands on her waist and Sadie crossed hers beneath her chest. The two women approached him, Vanity in the lead, as usual. "Well, that's what you've come here to discuss." the vampiress told him quietly.

Sadie looked him over expectantly. From the start, she could tell he was a werewolf and, already, that didn't sit right with her. However he saved her sister so her feelings were mixed, to say the least. "Well who just barges into a place without asking? That's sort of rude, you know." she added, staring him down with her own, golden eyes. In Sadie's opinion, the front door was an obvious feature of the mansion, with two large doors adorning it and a large set of stairs, too.

Vanity held a delicate finger up to her sister's a moment. "While I can understand where my sister is coming from, I don't think she understands you're here to help." Vanity explained to the werewolf. Sadie walked around to the other side of the bar and placed the glass inside a stainless steel sink before leaning over the bar counter, watching her sister and the werewolf. Vanity slid her rump onto one of the barstools. "You offered us help back in the forest." Vanity told him softly. "We need to know what kind of help you have to give." she said thoughtfully, running her knuckles against her smooth, pale cheek. Sadie nodded in agreement.

"Anything Really " He placed the book down "I can do a Sort of things, Such as Speak in hundreds of Languages from Mayan, to Latin to insects and parasites, Also as you saw in the Forest im a fighter of Unbeleivable Skill, I can Shoot a Bug off your head from a thosend yards and I can take down a Orge Troll with just my Dagger " he pulled out the Anchient artifact and placed it on the Counter " As far as my 'Social' Skills go, I can Take the Image of Dozens of different People, So stay well hidden amonest the crowd, and I can Persuade, Seduce, Fool, and Steal from even the King Himself" Wylvan looked at the Two girls "Is that the answear you wanted?"