⠀Forged in Fire
A dutch/english medieval fantasy RPG
Welcome to Forged in Fire


Forged in Fire is a high fantasy role-playing game, which is set in a world where legends come alive. Dragons exist, magic is at the tip of your fingers and the lands are beautiful beyond imagination. Join us in a journey throughout Avalance. Create your character and allow yourself to be surprised by the many adventures that lie ahead. Where one moment your character might be on its way to finding love, he could encounter a dragon or a unicorn the next. Nothing is impossible in these lands.


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WINTER

As winter arrives, the temperature lowers and the Highlands are covered in a blanket of snow, while the rest of Avalance deals with more rain and periods of wet snow.


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A Reign of Destruction

The people of Avalance wonder whether they have a new problem on their hands as the rain keeps crashing down from above. As if that wasn't enough, the King starts raising their taxes, taking from what little they have left.

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Demi
7

Character Sheet
Age: 43
Magic: None
Occupation: Lord of The Last Hearth
Arvyd Lochlain

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on Sun 18 Aug 2019, 22:46



Today was a rueful day.

It wasn’t often that Arvyd had to punish people, let alone execute them. The Last Hearth only counted a small number of people, mostly due to its harsh climate. No one chose to live here unless they were already born and raised here. It caused most of the people within the city to know each other fairly well. This meant that there was also a great amount of social control within the city. People did not often resort to crime, since they could often rely on the other inhabitants of the city. Moreover, engaging in such behaviour would bring shame upon your whole family. Within a day, the entirety of The Last Hearth would know of what you did, and the people there were very slow to forget. But perhaps the thing that put off most people when it came to committing an offense, was the severe forms of punishment that criminals were subjected to all the way in the north. Some considered their ways to be savage, but Arvyd thought of them as just. If you stole something, you lost a hand. If you killed someone, you lost your head. An eye for an eye.

Today, there had been a fool who had murdered someone over a family squabble. He had caught his wife in the midst of having an extramarital affair and he had murdered both her and her lover in cold blood. While Arvyd would probably have done the exact same, he could not tolerate it of his people. The man had been imprisoned and sentenced to death. Arvyd had decided to not carry out the sentence alone this time, though. He thought it was important for his sons to know what it meant to be Lord, what it meant to pass judgment onto others. He had to teach them to veil the judgment and swing the axe. He usually brought Connor along with him on these kinds of things, since he was his eldest, but it was just as important for Espen to learn.

Arvyd opened the door to the large town hall that doubled as their family’s home. His eyes scanned the hall for a second. Once he concluded that Espen was not in his immediate sight, he decided to yell out his name very loudly. That would probably get his attention.

& Espen
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Daan
2

Character Sheet
Age: 22
Magic: None
Occupation: Lord
Espen Lochlain
Espen Lochlain
Avalance Citizen

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on Mon 19 Aug 2019, 17:38
i let you get under my skin
seems the monster always wins
Espen cocked his head to the side as he quietly watched the sharp side of his axe slide over the stone. He grabbed onto the handle and lifted it up with ease, feeling his muscles flex under his clothes and smirked as he turned the ax a little, the sharp side pointing at his own face. A soft hum left his mouth as he inspected it, carefully reaching up and touching it with his finger. He was thinking of taking his horse and leaving town for a few hours, see if there was anything that he could bring back as dinner. He loved killing. Animals, of course, for the sake of being eaten.
The man looked up as he heard the voice of his father, rumbling like thunder, calling for him. A soft sigh left his mouth and he got up, lowering the ax and dropping the stone he had been sharpening it with. Slowly but surely, he made his way to the large town hall, swinging the ax around with his arm, testing if the balance was still alright. ”Yes, father?” he said as he appeared, his piercing blue eyes resting on the large man that was his good old man. There was no smile on his face, no other emotion really, just a blank look of two eyes that were so blue people might think it was the ocean captured behind glass. Espen moved his arm back and swung the ax over his head, letting it sink into a piece of wood next to him. The weapon sunk right in, only to stop moving altogether once the wood had slowed it down after a few centimeters. Sharp enough.
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BY MITZI





crawl on my belly til the sun goes down

i'll never wear your broken crown
The Executioner's Axe X10
Demi
7

Character Sheet
Age: 43
Magic: None
Occupation: Lord of The Last Hearth
Arvyd Lochlain

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on Mon 19 Aug 2019, 21:24



Arvyd almost expected to find Espen doing something slightly disturbing. His second son had always raised a few concerns with him and Karina. His interests were slightly.. unorthodox. Arvyd was able to recall a few incidents in the past where Karina had been rather horrified by Espen’s behaviour. Arvyd had given him the benefit of the doubt. The boy was simply trying to help them catch dinner. The boy was simply play-fighting and didn’t know his own strength yet. One day he would run out of excuses, however, and would have to face his son’s true nature. Perhaps today’s events would give him a little more insight into what that was exactly.

Arvyd remained in the doorway, his voice roaring through the solid wooden halls. His children knew better than to ignore him when he called for them. Eventually, Espen appeared, swinging his axe. He approached Arvyd, who already halfway turned back to the door, motioning him to follow. “I’m taking you with me today,” he commanded, leaving their home almost as soon as he had entered it. “I’ve got a special task for you.” A task that was important to have done at least once, even if it was a terrible thing to do. Arvyd greatly doubted that Espen found it as terrible as most people deemed it to be, however.
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