NEW FLASH: The Lost Cities have been destroyed.Â
All. Of. Them. In fact, the whole earth has been shot to hell. Nothing is green anymore, the buildings have been destroyed, and everyone lives on the run. The Elves know that it's the humans fault, but the humans have a different story, one involving a group of black cloaked elves and a doomsday device.Â
So yeah, everyone's ticked at each other, and no one will take the blame.Â
The people are pretty mutch on there own, scavenging to eat and living in the wild, in hideouts they've made. Some people have made a trade out of it, forming a black market for the survivers, or makeshift hospitals for those who need medical care- that is, if you're the same species.Â
Some people have turned to rebuilding... but that's never gone well, because the opposite species will destroy what you've built or claim it for themselves.Â
Elves with abilities are better off, at least those that stick together, but again, most people are on their own. Probably because they were survivors.Â
Most importantly, everyone has lost someone, wether from when the destruction happened or from trying to survive. You all carry a pain in your heart, and that is what drives you to keep going.Â
The forms will look like this:
Name:
Gender:
Species:
Age:
Ability:(If an Elf)
Appearance:
Personality: (please try to keep it relatively relatable, nothing super cheesy or rediculusly hardcore)
Breif backstory: (notes about who you lost)