The Fate of Frosa

[Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ]

Greetings! This forum's main section is dedicated to feral canine based RP with fantasy and sy-fy elements and is not intended to be realistic by any stretch of the imagination. (Though we also have a Dragon RP, a SyFy RP, and a Stray Dog RP. In our Dragon and SyFy RP) For our intents and purposes only wolves and foxes are allowed. Wolf dogs are as well however they must be high content. If you are new to the concept of RP and wish to learn, we would be more than happy to have you and to show you the ropes, and all are welcome here so long as you will adhere to our rules. I thank you for your time and I hope you have a pleasant time here! 






PLEASE BE AWARE THERE WILL BE VIOLENCE (SOMETIMES GRAPHIC POTENTIALLY) AND FOUL LANGUAGE. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK.






Setting: We find ourselves in the enchanted world of Frosa, where technology intermingles with magic and most of the world is left wild, and untamed. In this world there is good, evil, and those that are indifferent. Various races are sprawled out amongst these lands, in some places intermingling. The places where the denizens of this world live range from large and developed sprawling urban areas, to roaming tribes and those lurking below the surface. Our story starts in the frozen birch and needle baring tree forests of the north, in an area know as the Frostbite Mountains, for the land is nestled into a range of snow peaked, jagged mountains; and the desert where the Howling Hills Pack resides which is surrounded by mountains with a few little streams coming down into the dry land, blessing it with life. There are a few caves on a mountain nearby, presumably dens and number of cacti and purple sage bushes in the flats leading to the mountains. Ontop of the shorter, flat-topped mountains there were rather short and acacia looking trees mixed in with a few tall pines; however, trees were few and far between. Whisper's of a returning ancient, all destroying evil, slowly have started to gnaw at the lands and all who hear the rumors. Unforeseeable pestilence. Disease, famine of any shape or form, slithers its way over the lands, constricting the life out of it. Birds taking flight oh their homes at wrong times, leaving mixed omens behind, sending even the oldest and wisest minds into a panic induced confusion. Will we flee? Fight for our new homes and lives? Or will we all join the nothingness once more.







I have developed a special stats system that gives weather, items, dens and your actual stat and rank real meaning! This is utilized in our other RP's on our forum as well! 







We also have a Dragon RP, a SyFy RP, and a Stray Dog RP. In our Dragon and SyFy RP, we have several species you may choose from that have their own ups and downs and it will greatly alter how the world interacts with you, and you it! Please stop by and give us a look and thank you for your time :3 







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