Several months after their last adventure in the desert, the O’Connell’s had finally found peace in their lives as they settle back down in their large mansion back in London. However peace was never meant to last for long for the Medjai Ardeth Bey had walked amongst their doorstep one fateful evening and had introduced them to yet another adventure. But this time the adventure has no true story for the key artifact within this adventure, the amulet of time travel has the ability to travel to different locations, never staying in one spot for a long period of time. Now the O’Connell’s find themselves in yet another deadly race against Imhotep and the Djed (yet another secret society). With many twists and turns in this epic tale the fate of humanity lies within your hands. This is Evil Eyes, an intermediate to advance RPG based on The Mummy. More?
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When the Medjai arrive at the Djed campsite they find themselves in the middle of a sandstorm created by Imhotep in which was used for their means to escape. (The World Is Not Enough) Upon escaping the Djed (and villains) they end up boarding their train in which is headed for Cairo. The next location of the amulet has been put into play by the three who can actually locate it, Imhotep, Anck-su-namun, and Evelyn. (The Dangerous Game) But much to the heroes and Medjai’s dismay, they find themselves far behind from the Djed, for their only means of transportation cannot keep up with a train.
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Silent Curse deals with the events that take place in ancient times, during and after the creations of the amulets.
Seth Fallon « Thread Started on Nov 24, 2008, 5:36pm »
THE PLAYER: Your Name: Aidan (Osir) Your Age: 18 Your Email: garouzoku@rocketmail.com Your Web URL: http://thesacredsilence.proboards.com/index.cgi Rping Experience: I've been doing this since I was ten; so about eight years.
THE CHARACTER: Character Name: Seth "Crowe" Fallon Age: 32 Gender: Male Alliance: Neutral Nationality: British Occupation: Writer/Journalist (also owns a small shop dedicated to not only writing, but Magick as well)
Hobbies:
Since he was just a boy, Seth has taken interest in the various forms of literature--writing, reading, poetry and the like. Seth is also quite the traveler, and of course he carries his journal with him where ever he goes to get the most out of his experiences. The man also favors fine art and Egyptology. Seth takes great pride in taking care of his small shop in london, known as "The Wadjet," in which he sells various forms of literature, cards, small pieces of self-print artwork, and various Magick supplies (he gets them from around the world, but most are in relation to British Wicca).
Likes:
Seth is one that loves learning and as such will go out of his way to retrieve many sorts of literature or items that deal with knowledge. He tends to love the fine and preforming arts, including acting and old Egyptian artifacts. Since he is an easy person to get along with, he rather enjoys the company of friends, and those who share the same interests as he does. Seth is also fascinated by Magick, whether it is healing or something a long those lines.
Dislikes:
Seth tends to dislike those who have no respect or care for others. He does not approve of those with no honor, and people who seem to be ignorant or annoying. The man also does not like those who would betray others, and of course hates it when others backstab to get what they want. Seth would be greatly upset if someone were to destroy something that was important to him, or even so the things he cares about most, and if a person was to destroy an item of the ancient times, this is also counted.
Personal Belongings:
Seth owns a wide collection of books on literature, art, magick, and Egyptology. Everywhere he goes he will take his journal with him to write about current situations, and things that are possible to come in the future--his journal is one of his most prized possessions. Seth has also acquired a small knife-like dagger, which might of been from around the natural ancient Egyptian times and he keeps it well put up in his home. On top of all that, he has a much valued set of rune stones and a deck of Tarot cards--which have an Egyptian like appearance to them.
Strengths:
[x] A natural with writing [x] Knows about ancient weaponry [x] Intelligent [x] Loyal and Protective [x] Caring [x] Aware of his surroundings
Weaknesses:
[x] Too protective [x] Has major headaches from his visions of a previous life [x] Confused about his role in life [x] Overly curious [x] Stubborn [x] Forgetful at times
Goals:
Seth has always wanted to publish a book in fantasy about ancient Egypt--known to him as The Sacred Silence. He would also like to know why he has all of these dreams and nightmares of wars, kings, and the ancient times of Egypt. Seth just wants the truth out of life, and whatever it takes to gain such knowledge, he will do so with out fail.
Physical Description:
Seth is one that is built well for his size, and while he isn't too tall, he is built slender. He does take the time to work out at local gyms in London, and so he has some muscle tone to himself. The man also has stunning blue eyes, and a clear facial complexion. Seth stands at about 6'0, but keeps his average weight in check, and also has several piercings on his face (ears mainly).
Seth had also gotten various tattoos from his small journey into Egypt, and they all show different meanings for him. One tattoo is located on his face, and it is barely noticable, but still there -- a small black pentagram is what it is. Generally he is not one for jewelery, but the single gold ring can be accounted for as an accessory.
He is just one that looks like he takes good care of himself, and has a "fighter's" look about him at times. The man also seems to like to hide his smile a lot, but when he does decide to show it, it is a sight to see. Usually he will carry his black-leather journal with him everywhere he goes, and sometimes he will bring a set of his Egyptian themed Tarot cards with him, because of his interest in the Magickal arts.
Personality:
Seth is an over-all good guy with a well balanced nature and attitude about him. Generally he would not harm another person, but if he was to defend someone close to him, he would definately take a chance to protect them. While he is classified as being the strong-silent type, he does have friends and people that he is close with. Usually Seth does not smile very much, but when he does it truly is something to see--he does not really follow what most think about him either, as he just goes with the flow of life.
Some of the things he enjoys the most in his little world is fine art, literature, and anything dealing with Magick. Seth also has a strong sort of connection with Egypt, and believes it to be his second home. Traveling the world is what he is also very fond of, and almost always does he write his experiences down in his black journal. Seth also likes the idea of the setting of Ancient Egypt, and eventually wants to finish his fantasy book about it, in which he dubbed as "The Sacred Silence."
Another thing about him is that he often has dreams, as if he were living in another lifetime. These dreams often have a very strong and fierce looking man in it, a Pharoah/king, and an ancient like setting to it. More often than not, these become like nightmares to Seth and it usually directs his subconscious mind into thinking that their is a war going on. Seth has also experienced difficult visions of this other lifetime, where he feels a strong connection to Egypt, and the one he deems as a king in his dreams.
History:
He was born, Seth Mikael Fallon in early September, of 1901. A whiney and courageous little infant he was, that seemed to capture the hearts of anyone that got near him. His father, Michael, was a business man and one that seemed to be entirely devoted to his family. Cassandra, his mother, was just the same but stayed at home to keep up with her wiley son. Seth wasn't an only child though, as he would soon figure out that he was going to have a new baby brother, in which the boy was going to be named Alan, after his grandfather. Seth was a year apart from his younger sibling, and both recieved the same amount of love--as there was no difference.
As Seth grew into a young boy, he was often fascinated by art and literature, mainly picking up an interest Egyptian works--even though he did not know who the Egyptians were at that time. Seth's father even began to take him alongside to where he worked and taught him much about what it was like to become a real business man. He was about ten when he got his first journal, and it was a very nice book as well (red leather, and his name engraved in a goldish colored lettering on the front), in which he quickly picked up a decent habit of writing in it's pages. It was also a fine source of learning as well, and since his father knew that he was fascinated with Egypt so much, he often clipped out small articles for him to write about that dealed with Egyptology.
Seth was just a happy and caring guy, who especially looked out for his younger brother Alan (he was noted as being very protective of him), keeping his distance from trouble and looking out for the well being of his friends. As he finally hit his teenaged years, Seth went to a great High School in London, and he took a general liking to his world history classes--especially when they talked about war, Egypt, and ancient weaponry. It was like he never got bored of the subject! Almost always he'd be the one to tutor his friends when it came to history, or even english for that matter, and his reputation amongst his peers was very much good (he was a well liked individual).
Seth eventually graduated from his High School, and then went to a fine college to study more on history, and of course literature. Now considered a respectable man, he picked up many things on his way through college, eventually taking interest in trying to get his own shop started. Seth worked many small jobs until he had enough money to pay for his dream shop, and eventually when he opened it, he was unsure of what to call it. Seth tried to think of a catchy name for it, and it was only until after his little trip to Egypt, that he came up with the name: "The Wadjet." The man thought it suited the store's purpose, and did not bother to change it at all.
But even though his trip to Egypt was a great one, something began to happen to him and he wasn't sure why. Seth began to have strange dreams about the olden times of Egypt, and it almost always included a strong dark figure in it--not to mention the voices! But it was not only in his dreams that they occured, as he was also having visions of similar occurances and it was something that worried him greatly. The man thought he was losing his mind, and even though he had tried to block it out, the same visions and night terrors continued. Seth was also given sharp headaches because of these visions, and they were of course not enjoyable.
But even so, he continued to run his shop and decided to keep the dreams a secret. Seth just tried to remain happy and he continued to keep up his good-nature towards the visitors of his shop. The man had even gained a bit more wealth, and bought a small home in Cairo, Egypt, where he will visit when he feels adventurous. But all in all, Seth still lives in London today, and is always in wondering about his dreams to the very moment in time.
Writing Sample:
The Flash Back
Fire was everywhere. Screams of pain and agony echoed back to smack those unloyal back in their faces. War. It was a war for survival and with the armed forces of Pharoah Seti I at the frontlines, victory was in truth for sure. At the very front of the lines of soldiers was a strong man; a warrior for certain, and the chosen leader of the military of the great king--Osir was his name. He was a brave and noble warrior, a protector, and a man of great honor. "Who dares to challenge the king's forces? You are no match for us--the militia of the great king Seti!" The man's voice rang out as he held one sword high for all to see.
A dream. Seth was of course dreaming again. But why was he having this same dream, over and over? For what reasons did he need to see these reccuring visions? It was uncertain, and as he lay there in his bed, he tossed and turned as if he were really in a battle. A battle in ancient Egypt. A time of great kings, and gods and goddesses. It was almost normal now for Seth to have this reccuring dreams and nightmares--only for certain fact that they were trying to tell him something. But what? What could it have been? Another dream appeared inside of his little dream world--something was not right.
Shadows. A complete and silent darkness. A light in the distance soon shown its brightest, only to etch closer and closer to blind the darkness of the focus. It was a ghastly haunt for someone to witness it, and even though it was a dream, it seemed very much real. And then a faint noise picked up on the scene, almost chilling to the ears and clearly just as scary as the darkness. The very same man in the other part of his dream was there, standing in the light, and almost with the appearance of floating in mid air. A ghost? An apparition? But as the vision continued on, Seth could also see another figure in the same scene as the man before. It was him.
But why would he be inside of his own dreams? Seth could clearly see himself in the same view as the other man, and it shocked him very much as to give his sleeping form a cold sweat. Something was definately up! What was it? And just why was he there? It was completely new to him to actually witness himself in a dream such as this, and the quietness of the scenario was quite spooky. But to continue on in such a fashion, Seth's astral body began to wander towards the man, holding an emotionless expression on his face, and not yielding once.
And then it began: a voice. Someone was calling out an unfarmiliar name. Osir! Osir! Who was it that the voice was calling to? It couldn't have been Seth, could it? It was a state of confusion as his sleeping astral body crept closer and closer towards the man dressed in a warrior's attire. Return to us! Osir! Osir! The voice continued to call out, and with it, the man before him reach out his strong hand. What was going on?
The dream Seth just continued to walk on though, only pausing once in front of the man. Slowly, he lifted his own hand up, and reach out towards the dark figure, sending a blinding flash to parade into the scene, finishing the dream.
Back in his bed, Seth sat up quickly and looked around his room, almost in panic. "What..was that? And why am I always..seeing these same dreams over and over again?" He stated, taking in deep breaths to calm his shaky form. It was something odd. These dreams. Scary. Odd. It made him worry from time to time. "And just, who is Osir? I really don't know anymore..this is all too crazy." Seth said, having soon wiped his terrible cold sweat from his face. Curiousity, and wonder soon crowed his thoughts, causing him to get up from his bed and stare out of his London home's window.
Still night time, and even more close to being day. Just all too weird. But he tried to remain focused on what he needed to do in his daily life time, and quickly switched his thoughts to something of a certain difference. His shop. The little London shop, known by most as "The Wadjet." Seth had been running his own shop for a while now, and he cleverly picked up the name from a trip to Egypt. Fancy, eh? We'll it was something that just clicked into his head after a while and it actually suited the shop.
The Wadjet had been around for about nine years, and offered a variety of different things: from Magick supplies, to self-inked art work, cards, and other interesting items. It was something that he loved to do, and business was very common around his little store. His visitors would often come in to check out the various Egyptian based art work and glyphs on the wall--not to mention his extended supply of Magick tools. A very amazing little sight to see!
Seth could tell that today would be a rough day for him, as he could feel a major headache coming on, like a compressed pile of brick's knocking into his cranium, and to his very opinion, it was not an enjoyable feeling. The man had to take care of his shop though, and with or with out the headache, he would do so. Seth just couldn't let the dream escape from his mind, and it was causing a great sense of distress for him. What was going on? What was going to be the out come of that very day? Who's to say?
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