The Immortal Cycle(NSFW/Violence/Fantasy)

In the year 2025, humanity had awoken a slumbering god, and for their foolishness the world was unmade and turned to the being Xetophreyis’ plaything. Man, beast, plant and stone, all returned to a primordial soup to be doled out as the new creator wished.
 
Now, in this new age of existence, Kine, Fae, and Men call the world of Erath home. From cave people to the barren south to the technocratic union’s in the frigid north, and all Civilizations in between, life will prosper in service of Xetophreyis fickle will.
 
It was in the old empyreal state of Thaldia that our heroes would begin their story, a destiny unknown but not unfulfilled if their hearts still beat.
 
(Character Sheet)  
Name:  
Age:  
Gender:  
Species:  
Culture:  
Class:  
Background:

Name: Velvet  
Age: 27(?)  
Gender: Female  
Species: Deer  
Culture: “”“Medieval”””?  
Class: Archer  
Background:
 
Name: Todd(?)  
Age: 24  
Gender: Male(?)  
Species: Fox  
Culture: I think 1700s? Pirate tiem  
Class: Swashbuckler?  
Background: Seaman

(Would you like to start your characters together?)

@Coltshan000  
(I don’t need it, but we can if it’s easier for you! :D I’d meant to make more but that can come later if needed/wanted)

Cool. How does an fort for your Archer and boat for your pirate?

@Coltshan000  
(I think those will do!)

Velvet stood atop the fort wall’s, watching for monsters and invading armies.
 
Todd was on a ship as it was embroiled in battle with another ships boarding party.

@Coltshan000  
She taps her hoof to a beat she’d heard from the bard, meanwhile if feral animals were smart like her or not. Either way, she hopes today won’t be too wild.
 
Todd faces them off with his pistol and sword, although the odds sure don’t seem to be in his favor. “Such a rude way to visit me,” Todd jokes to them, meanwhile working on a plan. He keeps his sword between he and them, occasionally swatting at them and their blades.

The local Militia conscripts watched and loitered about behind their walls. Luckily no signal smoke from any of the villages was alight.
 
The offenders battled with you as an Buccaneer fired her blunderbuss, thinning the crowd.

@Coltshan000  
Velvet sighs and brings out some little wooden cards to play with, keeping a mindful eye on her surroundings. She wouldn’t mind a weak mead right now…
 
He’d forgotten of the few he’d hired to help him out. He backs up and opens his arms out, pointing his sword behind him, completely exposing himself to attack. He gives a charming grin to those in the duel with him. “Come now, guests.”
 
(To give you an idea, the sword is out at his side, somewhat behind him, pointing straight back)

As Velvet thought of some drink she heard some thudding steps coming from afar behind the trees.
 
An vulture comes at you with cutlass in claw, hacking and slicing.

@Coltshan000  
She drops her cards and looks out there, trying to see the source of the noise. At first she thought it may be a feral animal, which is its own concern, and then her idea changed to something more intelligent. Either one would hide, so she’s got no clue until she sees it. Her grip on her bow tightens in anticipation.
 
He jumps back, although he still finds himself cut. Alas for the vulture, he steps forward again and, spinning his hand quickly so the sword faces forward, he thrusts into the bird quite effectively and perhaps even messily.
 
(I wish I could find where I saw that move, but I cannot ;-;)

@EclecticInspiration  
An cyclops soon emerged from the trees with a roar. Wielding an great tree club

@Coltshan000  
She turns back and looks to the loiterers, shouting to get their attention, “we’ve got a cyclops! Let’s stop the one-eye!” And with that, she pulls an arrow from the quiver on her belt, loads it into the bow, and fires it with enough energy to pierce steel plate.
 
(do not forget my fox :3)

The vulture croaks as his lifeblood spills. His fellows giving as their leader falls. Your crew cheers in victory.

Her arrow bites into its hides as it approaches with a small horde of Red Goblins.

@Coltshan000  
Velvet’s arrow will sink into the cyclops’ dominant shoulder, the broadhead sinking deep. It’s only just hit the mark and she’s already got another arrow on the bow.
 
Todd cheers and raises his sword in triumph, in spite of his blood dripping onto the ship. “Take their ship lads, and let’s put these folk in the brig ’ntil the morning!”

It growls as it comes towards the wall. Other soldiers and people go to defend the gate.
 
The prisoners are put in the brig as you get some weapons, guns, and ammo for the haul. The Buccaneer was an Parrot woman who comes over and slugs your shoulder, “Good fight cap’n!”

@Coltshan000  
“ARCHERS! VOLLEY!!” And so she looses about four more arrows into the thing’s upper body.
 
He winces a little but smiles nonetheless. “Thank ye, lass! Couldn’a done it without your blunderbuss shreddin’ their morale. What’s say to some ale and a song, eh lass?” He smiles in spite of himself.

They loose arrows from their shortbows at it as the cyclops slams his tree club at you on the ramparts.

“Parris chuckles and calls for the crew to break out the drink and celebrate.”

@Coltshan000  
She almost dodges out of the way, but the branches hit her! Now she is struggling to not fall off the wall…
 
@Coltshan000  
He began to sing a song they’d probably all knew by now, “♫When I was just a little lad, or so me mammy told me!♫”  
(singing along not needed, although at “that if I didn’t kiss a girl me lips would grow all moldy” he probably kisses the parrot lass on the cheek since she’s nearby)

Velvet cling against the inner wall as she struggled to pull herself up. One man had the novel idea to spear the cyclops with a javelin as the beast toppled onto its back.
 
Parris gave a happy thrum of her throat as you kiss her cheek, “Oh Captain~.”

@Coltshan000  
Her hooves kick a little, even clattering against the wall some as she dangles. She feels vulnerable, probably because she is. Also probably because she’s prey.
 
He’d smile and drink some ale during the chorus, then keep on.  
Alas, during this time, he kept bleeding from his injury. Once the song is over, he’d let his crew keep on singing while he goes and tends to the wheel, as well as his wounds, meanwhile enjoying the sounds. He should probably get some sleep, though.

An fellow soldier comes to your aid! The horse-man hefting you up with relative ease as the goblins that remain scatter batter into the wilds, “Velvet, you okay?” Captain Rumford asks.