Post by Darklady5 on Jan 31, 2013 14:06:53 GMT -5
We currently have two species available. Heres a little info on the two you may choose from.
THE HUMI
'They were the first. They existed before the great collapse, and even now they still perserve. Resilliant as they are, they are limited by their short sighted views and endless drive to conquer." - Azmal Forfoot, The Book Of Lori
The Humi are pretty much humans. Unblemished by the mutating gasses that fell upon the world, the Humi escaped during the great collapse. As a result Humi cannot traverse through infected sections of land without gas-masks, and are limited in some forms. However they are the versatile race, able to spread themselves as a jack of all trades, should they wish. Humi believe Muti to be monsters, though with some exception. Humi live a more comfertable life, though comfortable is a word used loosly.THE HUMI
'They were the first. They existed before the great collapse, and even now they still perserve. Resilliant as they are, they are limited by their short sighted views and endless drive to conquer." - Azmal Forfoot, The Book Of Lori
THE MUTI
'And so from the smog of poisoned mist they rose, spectres, our worst fears given life in the faces we once loved, hated, knew. Nightmares given voice, twisted thoughts brought to the surface, and struggling always to be accepted.' - Jenna Cunningham, The Book of Lori
The Muti are a race dwarfed in number by the Humi. Unable to completely escape the effects of the gas that lay waste to civilizations, certain biological traits saved them from complete morph into senseless beasts. Muti are enhanced in specific areas, depending on the Muti, but are weakened in others. They are generally regarded in fear or anger. As the 'New Threat' as well as faction wars has risen, some Muti are accepted more readily then others, depending on many factors. There is always a general unease, however. Muti must often battle with their own inner selves, as every day is a fight to keep themselves from becomming 'full Muti' like the monsters that creep beyond the towns walls.'And so from the smog of poisoned mist they rose, spectres, our worst fears given life in the faces we once loved, hated, knew. Nightmares given voice, twisted thoughts brought to the surface, and struggling always to be accepted.' - Jenna Cunningham, The Book of Lori