Time of Hardship

Eons ago a grand war tore our planet apart. Tales regarding the war's nature, and cause differ from region to region, but the plot is the same for all, but those who know the full truth.
Technology had advanced to the point where immortality was within man's grasp, but when it came time to decide who would live forever and who would die after a normal human lifetime (+- 90 years), the ones with money wanted to live forever to enjoy their wealth, the poor wanted the technology to be used to improve the standard of life among the down trodden.
An agreement was never reached, and all nations attacked the Union of States that had created the fountain of youth. Soon the war had crippled all the nations of our world, once grand cities across the globe lay in rubble, and the bones were piled into walls twenty feet high, that stretched for miles end to end.
It was during this time that another science, previously unknown to man, was discovered.
Out of the ashes of war rose a group of enlighted beings, calling themselves "The Magi". Like the mythic wizards of old, these men and women could sculpt and wield the elements to destroy their foes, or save their allies. This art was given the name "Magik" for it was the only word that could describe the weapon's of the archane, and their awesome destructive and empathic power.
Technology and Majik, are two sciences based on polar opposites. Tech, uses the laws of physics, gravity, and energy to focuss as weapons or spread as defenses, the entire concept is based on what is probable to happen. Magik however, makes the impossible probable, bend and twisting the laws of the world on a tiny scale.
Together these things could not exist peacefully and the war took a new turn for the worse.
Armed with nothing but their hands and robes, a battalion of fivehundred Magi, marched on the Capital City of the Union(as it became know). The resistence was fierce and the casualties great on both sides.
A single Mage, Cirad, the father of Magik himself, stepped up above the chaos on a blanket of air, and floated to the center of the battle, fifty feet above the fight.
A dark energy collected about him and Cirad spoke.
"All that once was will be again, all that is, will be what it was, man and beast, ground and sky, life and death. It is all one, and will always be one."
A single beam of light pierced the heavens and run right through Cirad, making the ultimate sacrafice. His soul like an excelerant on a fire, the beam spread out from the body, as Cirad fell from the light.
At that moment the world was reborn. The scorched forests and grasslands, teamed with life once more. The ripped and shredded regions melded and repaired the damage of man's war.
All became as it had been, ages before, at the dawn of Man.

For a long time the children of men suffered greatly, their numbers broken and scattered, with no traces of their former power. Many more died in that short time of just over five hundred years.

Towns have come together, and fend off the wild as best they can. Man has survived this hardship, but the true test of mankind's resilience will come soon.

Weapons.
Low tech arms, such as steel swords and daggers are abundant in places where smelting and smithing is possible.
Bows and Crossbows have replaced handguns for long range combat.
Primitive Handguns are still made by those who have had the knowledge passed down to them from ancestors who had lived during "The War"/"The War of Man"(as it became known)

Armor
Anything hard can be fashioned into armor, bark, fur, leather, scale, and it is not uncommon to see people walking around in tacky handmade suits of body armor.

Magik
The art of Magik was lost to man at the end of the war, and only recently have human's, many youths of about 7-15, started again to show Magikal potential.
At the start of training a Mage is assigned an element that suits his or her nature. While the Mage can cast from other elements, or classes as Magi refer to them, but the power of his/her own elelment will always far over shadow the power of any other type of spell they can cast.
(I'm pretty lenient when it comes to magik and how a character controls it, as long as no one summons down a giant meteor or something, I'll let you figure out the style that your Character uses)

Elements/Classes of Magik
Fire:
Burns consumes, destroys. Master's of fire Magiks are often hot-headed, foul tempered, and lack forethought.
Water:
Water can crush or sustain. Masters of this class, can heal, and summon torrents of water, steam, or rain. They are often level headed, cool and clearminded
Earth:
Moving a mountain to defend a city, or creating a spike of stone to impale your enemy where he stands. Masters of Earth are strong silent, and empathic, feeling the pain of the world clearly.
Air:
Sucking the oxygen from an opponents lungs or floating. Masters of air are aloof, and tricky, often devious as well.

Branch Schools
Nature:
Involves summonning wildlife, and comuning with the animals. All Magi exibit this skill to some extent, but it is few and far between when coming to specialists. At this time nature's power is at it's height, and the energy is unruly and chaotic for a logical Magi's mind to grasp.
Plane-Walkers:
Specially gifted Magik-user, with intuitive Nature based Magik aptitude. Without training, it is said that the Plane Walker moves through it's natural surroundings as if it were part of them. They are uncomfortable away from the nature they love, and rarely venture below ground, or up mountains, and disdain towns, and larger cities with a firey passion. Animals regard these beings as one of their own, and often it is seen that admist a natural disaster on an expanding town, one will see a Plane Walker triumphing as the champion of nature, admidst his furred brothers and sisters.
Summonning/Conjuring:
Summoning Magik ranges from creating an element from thin air, to creating a large cottage with beds and a self lighting fireplace, to summonning a three-headed venomous monster to your side, to creating visions and illusions in the minds of ones enemies.
Specialists of this school are called Summoners, and are generally authoritive, and chaotic, bordering on excentric or insane even. They a distrusted due to their craft's delving into life and death, but because of it's wide rang of aplications Magi have not deemed it a forbidon art. All Magi use summonning to some degree.

Forbiddon Schools.
Life.(Life is also one of the six Element Classes, along with fire,water,ect)
Do not confuse this form of Magik with healing, Life Magik deals with the very soul of the magik's target. Magi law prohibits the study of this School, and conciders tampering with another being's soul the most evil, immoral, sadistic, and dangerous offence possible to commit, save destroying the soul altogether.
Death (The Final Elemental Class)
Death magik is twisted and sick in every manner. It is not possible for a healthy mind to curve and bend to the degrees required to even study this art. Death Magik, can kill, raise the souls of the dead into corpses, and create mindless savage and monsters. This School is also referred to as the Black Arts.

The Magi
The guild of Magik, know as the Magi, are descendants of the original five hundred to accompany Cirad to the last battle. For the most part this group is responsible for finding prospective mages, and training said mages into forces for good. The Magi set all the Laws globally, and use powerful Magiks to ferry them between capitals.

The Citadel
The Magi's one and only school for the Archane Arts. The Citadel exists outside of normal reality, but time, and the other laws function regularly. Within several million beings could live comfortably with enough supply for a two decade siege. It is here that all Magi receive their training, their methods are guarded secrets, but every few years when the Citadel appears on the prime plane, a public competition is held between the Elemental Classes, it is not uncommon for students to die in this exhibition, in fact death is expected.

Commoners
Those who can't wield magik still make up a huge part of society. From thieves to Warriors, Priests to beggars.
The government varies from continent to continent, as well as public regulations regarding theft, murder, and the possession of tech arms(handguns ect), which have been outlawed in many Magik using nations to prevent another war.

Central City (Capital)
The center of the world as it is called. Central is the largest man/furre made city. With help from the Magi, a great portal was constructed, that allows travel between similar structures in other cities, as well as The Magi Citadel. Just over three million furres and humans live here, with little crime and a firm grasp on both ancient Arts.

Tech Zone
Half of Central City is primitive and hand wrought, made of timbers and plaster. This area has businesses that cater to those who lack Magik potential, Weapon shops, Armor Smiths, General Suppliers, a few bars, and much low income housing.

Archane Sector
In this half of the city the walls themselves are alive, under constant watch of Magi-Battlemages, and can reform in the event of an attack or disturbance. The area his enchanters and tailors, and who knows what else in it.

Species

Human:
The Humans were presumably the creatures who used to reside at the top of the food chain, then all but the strongest perished. Humans now are considered all the same race, even though colors vary, it is reasoned that the differences are far smaller in importance than the reclaiming of the world.
Furre:
It is unknown how these creatures came to be. One day a tribe of Furres made contact with Central, since, humans and the anthromorphs have existed in peace, amazed by differences in culture, and eager to find an ally in a harsh world.

Character sheet Suggestion

Name
Age
Race (anything just don't go too nuts)
Phys Desc
General Attitude

Combat Training.

Weapon Spec?(includes shields and fists, if you have a specialization it is assumed that you had 7-10 years to devote to training with said weapon.

Magik?

Magik Spec.
Rank (level of training, graduates are considered to be Magi)

Armor(Heavy metals and stones disrupt Magik, Magi prefer to wear light robes, and rely on agility)

Animal companion(if Plane Walker)
Animal Desc

Bastion I love this! I'm joining.

Name: Shiro.
Age: 12
Gender: Male.
Species: Fox Furre.
Appearance:This pic.

Element: Water but his second strongest element is wind.
Combat Training:Has had some training. He knows how to handle a sword but he's better with his Magik.
BIO: Shiro is a nice kid. He's calm and curious. His family is well off and live in a city remenicent of ancient Rome. His Father studies the ancient artifacts from the ruined city not far away. Shiro was discoverd to have power like the Magi. Both his parents have it but to a very minor degree. Nothing like what he can do. So to train with his Gifts Shiro was sent off to the Cinidel to learn.

Name: Vicente valentire
Age: 9
Gender: Male.
Appearance: a boy with long braided blue hair his eyes seem to rotate between color with his moods but they are useualy a soft violet color he wears white robes with a long katana on the back
Element: Water
BIO: Vicente is a bit of a shy preson he prefers to try to keep himself away from others but is useualy forced into situations he dose not like now he goes around with a gang of misfits that all despise him for his power but know they need him. he prefers to use his powers to make and help but will use it to kill if necesary

Vicente looks around a bird made of water on his shoulder

Name: Tanner
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Black hair tied in a ponytail that reaches down to his shoulders. Wears silver Organization XIII-style cloak. Has a shamshir hanging at his hip.
BIO: He's lived on his own since he was 9 when his parents were killed by bandits. He has taught himself how to fight and use his magic so his control of his magic isn't as good as most others. He is cold and distant to people until he learns to trust them.
Weapon Specialty: Katana
Magic Specialty: Earth
Magic Training: 5 years self-taught
Armor: Silver, Organization XIII-style cloak

I didn't expect such a response, gonna finishe off the intro soon as possible.

Name: Nickolas Hann
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Species: Fox furre
Appearance: He wears red robes streaked with black, as they are warm and comfortable. A simple blade hands at his side more for show than battle, and he wears it proudly, his father having passed on the blade to him and he could use it well enough, should he find it necessary.
Element: Fire
Bio: He was a bit of a hot head to be true, but he was rash and sound of mind, his magic for battle and common use only, and he was not a complete fool, having some wit, but he was also cursed with a short fuse and angered quickly.

He stood on a rock and felt the cool breeze in his dark fur, his green eyes glittering.

intro complete, any questions?

((nope looks like fun))

Name: Dacian
Age: 15
Race: Wolf/human Anthro
Phys Desc


General Attitude
Dacian is removed and often slow to reach any verdict or emotion. He's lazy and patient.

Combat Training. Hand to hand.

Magik Spec. Earth.
Rank First Year official, 4 years self taught.

(((can we start ))

(Yes lets start. OH and I edited my character sheet since we can use furrs. Hehehe.)

[Let's, edited mine as well, prefer a furry char]

"All new students to the central hall, all new students to the central hall." A voice calls over the hum of the Citadel.
Dacian motions with his paw to the first-years he is in charge of today.
"You all heard, that means you guys, get there or get lost."

Shiro got his pack and followed to the Central hall. He'd made it here all the way from his small village and he wasn't about to miss on on any of this. He wanted to develop his gift to it's fullest.

Tanner is acting as security in the central hall just in case things get out of control. He looks towards the door as he sees Bastion leading the new first-years, Bastion was his rival. When it came to pure power they were about equal, but while he was more imaginitive with his magic, Bastion's control was easily better than his. It was a friendly rivalry and Tanner planned on winning against him in the school's tournaments this year. He looked at the twenty or so first-years, he saw only a few with more than average power levels. His trainer had said that being able to sense magic was a common trait for all Magi, but that his was more advanced than most. He turned his attention as the headmaster moved to the front to address the new students...

An arch of flames highlights the stage in the front center of the hall. Dacian smiles and his seat, and the ground beneath it, raise slightly so that he can see over the crowds.
A single blue beam of light fires down from the ceiling above a quartz podium, and an elderly man with thinning hair steps up.
"Welcome! All new arrivals to Citadel, I hope you are all well and rested." he speaks, but his voice is amplified tenfold to reach the back of the hall, "I am Mr. Yipplesnipple, I am your headmaster for your stay here. I will be responsible for each and everyone of you during your stay here, so try to behave as much as you can. Training starts tomorrow at 7:00 sharp, your second year," Dacian points at himself for clarification to his group," should have a copy of your schedules, and will accompany your to most of your classes, listen to them, because they are far more familiar with the school, and outlying Citadel grounds.."

(Wow this just sorta started to loose appeal to me. It's way to much like Harry Potter. I'm not that big a fan of it. I quite honestly thought this was gonna be more adventure style.)

Shiro sat at his seat paying close attention to what was being said.

(It's called a false sense of security, just bare with me)

"Thats it now get out!" The old man barked, "I have more important...*mumble mumble*"
Dacian chuckles and shakes his head. The headmaster steps from the stage and disappears through the stage door.
"You know they say the old guy is crazy.." the youth snickers as he turns back to the large double door they entered through, "Black Arts, Crazy.."
The wolf boy starts walking back out.
"Come, I want to show you all something." he says as the last tip of his tail fur vanishes out the door.

He left the hall after getting there, annoyed at the old man, but says nothing about it, following Dacian slowly, curious. [sorry about the late post.]

Shiro quickly followed Dacian out the door. Man the head master is kinda loony. Shiro thought to himself. Maybe it's the water around here. Note to self. Boil the local water before drinking it.

After walking for a bit. Dacian stops and points down into a courtyard, filled with lifelike stone statues of furre and human alike, all in various forms of battle.
"Those were Mr. Yipplesnipple's rivals last year for head Mage. All of them frozen in stone."

"So your saying all the statues out there are actually real people frozen in stoen. And Mr.Yipplesnipple was one too? Wow no wonder he's a lil grumpy. I would be too being a bird pirch for a while." Shiro said in a bit of awe over this. "Who ever freezes and un freezes em must be talented."

He followed them out to the garden and stared. "Wow...no wonder he's not very pleasant.......must suck to be them right now......"

Tanner follows the group and chuckles as he hears their responses. He waves to Dacian and mouths that he wants to meet him after class. He then walks off and lays down in the sun, enjoying the sunlight.

Vicente walked though the streets seven of his group members behind him each of them becides Vicente had a spider tatoo on there back Vicente was the so called leader of there group but theyhad had plan to be rid of him he hardly ever spoke but they feared his power and his ferocaty with that blade he carried on his back