The Eternal Storm [Hosted, Private RP]

(A closer introduction for my beloved participants.
 
It wasn’t right to stay.
 
Sure, Greenhill is your home. You loved it’s comforting, green and rolling hills, the thick pinewoodland and the stone built homes with dozens of memories. But the storm has destroyed that comfort. The hills are a white, infertile carpet, the pine trees are high staples of ice and snow and the stone homes offer no warmth and comfort.
 
Those who are staying call you a coward for leaving. A traitor to the community, seeking to save his own skin. They don’t understand what is coming. They don’t want to understand what is coming.
 
Your first thoughts of migration came in thr form of northern refugees, who often passed the village in their flight southwards. “Souths’ goa’ food” they say, “Souths’ green an’ warm!”. They spoke of the storm often taking entire walled castles down in the north with their ferocity.
 
The thing that got you to move was when the blacksmith’s filly saw dead things in the forest.
 
There were no living creatures in the forests since weeks before she saw it.
 
You don’t want to starve here in this pit. You’re not a coward. You’re going to fight for your life whilst the true cravens rot barricaded in their homes, hoping for a arrival of better times, which shall not come for perhaps years. . . !
 
You have your weapon and hope with yourself. And you are headed southwards to take part of a better life.
 
Now, onwards into this Eternal Storm you go.
 

 
(I think I did it. It’s not deleted!)
 
(So, I welcome you to the RP, and here are the rules.)
 
(You can only own one character. For multiple characters, ask me for permission through private mail.)
 
(Technology is early medieval, and I don’t want overpowered characters dominating the RP. It ruins the story and the experience itself by being the Godly warrior monk taliban paladin.)
 
(I say, I’ll begin a start up in a day or more. Then we will let you begin RPing. This current stage is discussion and planning.)

(Alright. Those who are joining should likely post their sheets?
 
(If not then i guess due to the fact the characters are known we just say who we are using?)

@Jinx  
(Chef doesn’t seem to like character sheets.  
I think we’re just supposed to develop them throughout the RP.)

@Steve61594  
(Well my kirin will be here

@Steve61594
 
(I’m allergic to them. People write entire backstories and personalities into a sheet and literally reveal the entire character in only but a minute.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(Tl;dr version at the bottom.)  
(Same reason I hate having “Backstory:” or “Personality:” in a sheet. If I can get away with it, I just remove those parts and pretend it never happened :/  
I also hate having to come up with either one. Personalities are more complicated than “kind” or “zany.” Backstories are just a waste of time, in most cases- or they just don’t apply.  
Appearances, race, and gender can all be done upon introduction, and the name can be learned by interacting with the character. They’re almost pointless, unless you’ve been on a hiatus and don’t remember you character well, but I guess you could just make one in a PM and send to yourself.)
 
(Tl;dr version: Character sheets are redundant in just about every way.)

@Steve61594
 
(Simply write Batman into personality parts and backgrond parts. It works.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(“Born and raised in Batman. When he gets mad, he Batmans everyone to Batman.”)  
(Truly ingenious.)  
(Alright, I’ll quit clogging the place up with OOC chat- even if it hasn’t started yet.)

@Steve61594
 
(It’s okay, don’t worry.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(Alrighty.)

(Iiiincoming.)

Outside was a cold wasteland. The snowfall had stopped and then sun was noticeable as a blurry speck on the grey sky.
 
A small colon of refugees are passing through your village, using the main road leading southwards. This road was a wet mass of water and mud from it’s constant usage. These refugees, meanwhile, had about eleven members with them, all being ponies dressed in torn lumps that were supposed to be “clothing” or “cloaks”. The strongest of them pulled carts loaded with few goods and valuables, most of it being covered by thick fabric to either conserve or hide.
 
You could join them, because the more the merrier and safer, right?
 
But something in your mind spoke against it. They are strangers, might even rob you or steal from you if you close your eyes to sleep on the journey.
 
Not much was left but to go alone or see if like minded individuals are going to also go southwards.
 
(Giddy up. I’ve got the start up set ready.)

(If you have a problem in how to start off then ask me for help. I am the host, after all.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
The town smith watched them pass by. She already had her things ready, she just had to go. She grabbed the weapons she felt attached to and her armor. She tosses a cloak over it and went to meet them. Her eyes said all that needed said. She wanted to leave.
 
(If you don’t like her being a smith, I can change it.)  
(Brief question: Is this anthro?)

(Btw im not exactly doing any interaction atm.)

@Steve61594
 
(Should it be anthro?)

(But you have to consider the fact that anthromorphs kill the early Equestrian core atmosphere. Plus, it’s more tradition bound to use normal ponies.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(I say it should be optional.

@Jinx
 
(But wouldn’t it then conflict with normal ponies and raise existentional questions?)

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(Stop overthinking it.)

@Chef Unionista ZGU
 
@Jinx  
(It’s not overthinking- that’s the first thing that comes to mind.  
Anthro is more convenient, but normal quadrupeds are fine, considering the theme. We just need to adapt our stuff to fit.)

(Mine can only be quadruped. I have placed it with anthro before.

@Jinx
 
(It is my duty as host to make the RP enjoyable as I wanted it to be presented. If I do not overthink certain problems, then could the later or mid phase of the RP break.)
 
 
@Jinx
 
@Steve61594
 
As the dracony made her way out of the village by secretive means would she already be at the edge of the ice and snow tainted pine forest. A thought came to her, should she band up with the refugee ponies once out of village sight or simply march southwards in hope of catching better companionship or simply being a lone wolf?
 
The smith was greeted by an younger stallion who had a wild look in his eyes, “you also headinth’ south? I’ve got someyer’ folks wif’ me,” he pointed at a skeleton-like stallion with only a grey cloak as protection. She could recognise him as the Greenhill’s infamous gambler, Unfortunate Roll. His destiny had the same quality as his forename when the storm came. He trotted past her as he followed the colon, uninterested to greet her, maybe not even noticing her either.
 
“If yer’ going southwards thun’ yer’ be best wif’ us.” The refugee added, repeating his previous words.

@Chef Unionista ZGU  
(We dont question existance when rping with mixed types. We just do shit.)
 
 
@Chef Unionista ZGU  
she would likely track the group, staying hidden