The Scalebreaker Legion - Strength, Honor, Courage and Vigilance. [Heavy-RP]

[Chtaan]

Extracts from the journal of Nae'run Thalar...

Entry 1

Something has gone terribly wrong. Only a few hours ago the skies have begun tearing open, unleashing all manner of devastation upon the region. Initially i was under the assumption that we had caused it with the Sylch Core's explosion, but it became clear to me that this was not the result of a mere accident. I have a sickening feeling in my stomach most likely resulting from my suspicion of dragon activity. These rifts in the skies seem to unleash creatures from the six planes, domains of each of the dragon gods. I suspect that Akylios, Maelforge and the others have perhaps reforged their alliance with Regulos, either that or the cunning Regulos has discovered some way to bind them to his will. I will discover the truth behind this apocalyptic turn of events, but for now i have people to meet.


Entry 2

I spoke with Orphiel and one of his subordinates, a man called Rahn Chuluun. I explained my theories and they agreed although they seemed far more blaming towards the Vigil then the Bloodstorm. I did however learn something quite incredible to say the least. It would seem that the Defiants have developed new technology that allows them to resurrect fallen heroes from any point in history. These "ascendants" as they call them are according to them the weapon that will tip the edge in their favor in the war against the Bloodstorm. Most interesting indeed...


Entry 3

I have a plan, with my newfound knowledge of these Ascendants i have convinced Sylver to grant me access to their machines so that i may reach into the pages of history and tear out my own legend. In the first years of the Dragonslayer Covenant there was a great warrior that served the Covenant loyally through several historical events. His leadership was unquestioned and the Covenant won many battles thanks in part to this specific Bhami. They called him Chtaan, wise, honorable and fought like a devil. He is the perfect soul to lead my newest creation - The Scalebreaker Legion. With my financial backing and Chtaan's warfare background i am optimistic that the Legion shall become a force to be reckoned with.

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*A crumpled up poster swirls around an empty alleyway before being pinned to a stone wall by the wind.. It reads...*

The Call of the Legion.

We call upon those strong enough to fight a seemingly endless war!
We call upon the honorable, who carry respect even for their foes!
We call upon those courageous enough to go against the odds!
We call upon the vigilant, those who desire to protect this world from evil!

Enlist in The Scalebreaker Legion and serve Telara from within a strong brotherhood...

Consult a Legion recruiter at King's Retreat today..

Will you heed the call?


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Hello all you beautiful people on this server, i'd like to introduce to you the new guild that was officially created the 5th of March 2011.

The Scalebreaker Legion is a heavy roleplaying guild on the Argent server, defiant side. By heavy RP i mean that the main focus of the guild is roleplay and everything else comes second, but that doesn't mean we don't engage in other aspects of the game. Quite the contrary, we intend to be very active in each of the aspects weather it be PvP, end-game content, crafting and of course the general PvE side of rift.

The general idea behind the Legion is explained a bit in the History section of this post but to summarize. The Scalebreaker Legion was formed by Nae'Run Thalan, an Eth historian and inventor. The idea behind it was to establish a prominent military force on Telara, strong enough to consistently oppose the dragon gods and the planar corruption that seeps from their rifts. You could say that the Legion is based loosely on the Dragonslayer Covenant that was founded by Orphelius long before the age of the Defiant.


What we are looking for..

• Mature players interested in engaging in some meaningful and fun roleplay.
• Friendly players who get along well with others.
• A sense of humor is a massive plus, but you can also be dull as an ox if your able to RP.
• Active players who show an active interest in the guild.
• Creativity and imaginative freedom is almost as big of a plus as humor.
• Players who can differentiate between IC and OOC.
• Players who believe pizza is healthy.

Some of the things we can offer to you!

• A strong connected brotherhood of helpful players.
• Regular creative events (The plan is daily events).
• Regular campaigns and plotlines.
• A very nice forum section to allow the members some interaction outside of Rift.
• An elaborate Legion style promotions systems of 10 ranks for those ambitious.
• Friendly leadership. (OOC mostly)
• Specialized divisions as soon as the guild roster allows for it.
• Brainstorming leadership that will constantly try to keep you from getting bored.

And much more!


If you are interested then you can either head on to the website located at http://scalebreakers.enjin.com or contact myself in-game (Chtaan).

Note: The website is still under construction so the information there is limited.


Thank you for your time!

[Chtaan]

*Flyers are strung up all over Freemarch*

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[Keyeth Landoriel]

The Tall Kelari relaxed against against a wooden post at King's Retreat, the cowl of his cloak pulled low over his face, revealing naught of his features but the lower half of his face. At his feet rested a powerful feline, its pale eyes scanning the activity at the camp as it bustled with the morning's activities... War was coming.

The elf was clad in a heavy suit of armour, his cloak was silver-grey and wrapped around him as if in an effort to warm him. His slender hands caressed the pommel of his massive greatsword, the blade buried in the soft earth near his feet. He sighed, barely audibly, his mind wandering through images of his recent past.

A few inches away from his face was one of the Legion's recruitment posters, the call-to-arms that he hoped others would answer, those with the heart to face the wicked fiends that had invaded Telara and take the fight to their Dragon-lords.

He pushed himself a few inches off the post, raising a hand to pull the cowl of his cloak off his face, revealing his dark-blue, almost purple skin, his silvery eyes and stark white hair. He narrowed his gaze as he saw the crowd brush past, and raised his strong, baritone voice for those nearest to hear

'Hear ye! The Legion is now recruiting brave souls who have lost, or who have not. Those who will fight for adventure, or those who must fight for survival! Join us today, so that we may write our own history!'

oo: Shameless recruiting bump post.

[Jan Karl'Servath]

Great RPer, great concept, great potential.

I will be applying with an alt, that's for sure.

Thumbs up guys!

[Damasc]

We're still recruiting, we have openings for all callings, we have positions in the guild for many tasks from fighters, scouts and even crafters, just poke any of us ingame.

[Cayhn]

Love the idea, applied!

[Chtaan]

Introducing the Wyrmslayer Regiment, a division within the Scalebreaker Legion.

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The legionnaires stood silently in formation, their shields battered and bloodied. The commander stood in front of the formation screaming out orders to prepare them but he could barely be heard over the thunderous sounds emitting from the colossal tear in the sky. The formation was tired, they had stood waiting for the tear to open for over an hour now. The veterans in the line remained calm, their legs not showing a hint of exhaust. The formation was diverse however, the back row was filled with new recruits fresh off the wagon. This was the first battle for some and it showed on their terrified expression. The commander paced back and forth in the front until he heard a definite "clank!" coming from the back of the formation. He arched his back and stood on his toes gazing over the formation. "Weakness shows itself early" he thought to himself as he saw one of the recruits fleeing the battle with his shield laying on the ground a bit behind the formation. The commander grunted and then proceeded to address the formation, this time raising his voice considerably.

"If i see any of you displaying acts of desertion you better run fast! For will cut you down and end your meaningless existence! This is not just our battle! This is in the favor of Telara and everyone in it! If you will not fight for your lives in this world then your lives are worthless!"

As the commander let loose those last words the formation began to beat their weapons into their shields producing a glorious harmonious orchestra of cold metal, nearly overwhelming the other sounds in the valley. Suddenly the noise from the tear increased ten fold as the sky burst open violently. The formation instantly ceased their shield beatings and stared in awe at the massive earth rift that had appeared before them. The commander unshielded his blade and raised his shield high before releasing a roaring battlecry. "In the name of the Legion!" he yelled as loud as his lungs were able to and the formation behind him met his cry with a unanimous "Death to the dragons!" as they all charged towards the rift...

[Chtaan]

Introducing The Dragon's Shadow, or better known as "The Shades". A specialized division within the Scalebreaker Legion.

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There he stood in a valley almost completely void of light, trying to cover up his fearful expression with a transparent bold look. He was Rashem, one of the Patriarch‘s envoys and errand runners. They considered themselves nobility simply because they communicated with Patriarch Thalar through cryptic messages. Perhaps they were but there were those in the Legion that considered them nothing more then easily manipulated puppets.

His forehead started running with sweat and as he reached into his pocket for a burlap cloth he was interrupted by a cold hissing female voice coming from the shadows behind him.

„The little crone shows itself, why are you here crone? Has your master finally realized your pathetic uselessness hoping i would dispose of you?“

Rashem‘s eyes widened and a cold chill ran up the back of his neck. He slowly turned around to face the voice but was greeted by nothing more then a shadow in the depths of the alley and the barely noticable outlines of a figure deep within.
He cleared his throat putting great effort into concealing his fear.

„The Patriarch demands to-„

Before he could finish he was interrupted by the cold voice within the shadows.

„He demands? If he would demand anything of us it would be through the dragon eye, but since your here and the dragon eye remains cold it tells me that this is more a servant sticking his nose where it does not belong trying to make himself seem like more then the pathetic little worm that he truly is.“

Rashem started to sweat more intently, his eyes jumping around giving away his now apparent nervousness. His straight and clean dialogue replaced by a pathetic stutter.

„I- I don‘t know where this hostility is coming from.. b-but I‘ll have you know that-„

Again he was interrupted by the voice..

„Spare me the incoherent babble, I grow bored with you. Run back to your master and tell him we have finished our task successfully... as we always do...“

As she spoke the figure in front of Rashem stepped forward holding a severed hand in it‘s palm. Rashem eyed the hand but what surprised him more was that the figure in front of him was not the one that he had been speaking to.. This time the voice came from his left side and as he looked around frantically trying to pinpoint the source of the voice he realized that he was surrounded by far more figures creeping in the shadows then he had anticipated..

„I-I‘ll relay your message to the Patriarch straight away!“ He swirled on his left foot and ran out of the valley as fast as he could.. Never looking back...

[Damasc]

Bump from death, still recruiting, poke anyone in game for an interview

[Damasc]

Introducing The Titan's Anvil. A specialized division within the Scalebreaker Legion.

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The forge of the Chancel of Labors, the air is heavy with the smell of molten metal and the pungent smell of the sweat of men's brows. The clanging of hammers striking superheated metal into shape echo throughout the large hall and ring through nearby ears.

"And what do you want here recruit?"

The recruit turns to the source of the voice to see a large Bahmi clad in blood red armour adorned with a dragon pattern over one shoulder.

"I'm sorry sir, I came to see Reztak, I'm new here."

The Bahmi lets out a hearty chuckle and pets you on the right shoulder with a heavy hand before walking off to a nearby anvil, taking a hammer into his gauntlet and glaring back to you.

"I am Reztak, you've came to join us I take it?"

The recruit nods in response as the Bahmi begins to hammer away at a glowing piece of metal which is shaped like a longsword.

"If you wish to join us then so be it, we will quickly find out if you are worthy, if you have the strength to hammer, the might to forge and the endurance to withstand the heat."

The Bahmi slams the hammer down hard upon the blade letting out a loud ring through the hall. The recruit darts off out of fear and scampers out of the hall as quick as his legs can carry him.

"Such a shame, we lose more recruits that way."

The Bahmi lets out a bellowing laugh and keeps working away.