Within this board lies the tale of Run Like The Wind. Read up on it to get an idea of how the site has evolved and grown.

As the name clearly states the rules can be found here. You must read them before doing anything else. Read ALL the rules because hidden somewhere in them is the password to the joining board. Follow the rules, they aren't hard to abide by.

Before you can even think of clicking on this board you MUST read the rules. Hidden in the rules is this board's password, which you must use to get access to it. Post your character's stats here and then you can begin to rp.

DO NOT POST HERE The Accepted characters will be moved here once the staff accepts them

Finally run out of muse for a character, and need to get rid of them? You may post their thread however you would like, but please just make sure you fill out the code inside. Once a character is dead, they're DEAD.

Don't feel like killing off your character, but you can't roleplay them anymore? Put them in here, and perhaps someone will come along to pick them up.

Here you MUST make a thread and post ALL of your character's stats, so you can have easier access, as well as provide access for other members and staff. Please only make one thread for all of your characters, and do not reply to another member's. It is rude.

This board is for anything that you want to post out of character. There are several sub-boards where you can post different things (i.e. absences, rants, etc.). About once a month there will be activity checks held on this board, please reply or else you will be deleted. This board is also guest friendly!

This board is where members, staff and guests alike may bring their suggestions. You may suggest new rules, eliminating rules, new skin/layout ideas, etc. This board is a privilege, not a right. Please see the rules inside before posting. If this board is abused by guests it will no longer be guest friendly. We want your help, not your negativity. Thank you.


THIS BOARD IS GUEST FRIENDLY!

This board is where each member may create a "profile" of themselves to share anything they want to about themselves. Please no phone numbers or Facebook posted publicly. This board IS guest friendly for viewing only. ONE thread per member!

Here you may advertise any site and become an affiliate with Run Like The Wind. Use the right sub-board to help us avoid confusion!
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Need a picture for a character or want to make other members a picture? This is the place for either. Request pictures from certain studios or request your own studio here!

Come here with the money in your account and you can buy a variety of items.

Do you have a service related to RLTW or DW that you'd like to sell to other members? Looking for things to spend your Monies on other than the typical store items? Then you've come to the right place!

Need a plot for your characters? Or have an idea you'd like to share? Go ahead and post them here!

Do you have too many characters? Do you have too many posts? Need a place to keep track of all of your threads? Me too but its ok! This place here will help! Limit one thread per member on this board.

Have your eyes on someone you want to steal? Make up a guessable riddle with those sharp wits, and in three days if the character isn't blocked, they're yours.

Here you will find a collection of the former herd lands found in RLTW that have gone inactive or been taken by force. This is being placed here as a courtesy to members so that their land information is not lost when the land is deleted or claimed. If you wish to claim a new land and use your old land stats please link to the old description with your new claiming thread.

Here is a "social land" where your characters can meet in real time and get to know each other quickly and with smaller "posts" on your part. Quality is still important here, so NO CHAT SPEAK WHATSOEVER! There are several c-boxes within this board so that meetings between characters don't get too crowded.

Tall grass, golden in the fall and emerald in the spring and summer, blanket a clear, open meadow. Evergreens surround the edges of the meadow, offering shelter from the open field. Wildflowers grow throughout, dotting the grass with blossoms of color. A small, clear pool flushed with fresh mountain water can be found somewhere near the middle, the edges made of soft brown sand. Wind through the tall grasses create a soft symphony of whispers Ethereal Meadows offer a place to find a home, love, or perhaps just a place to see what opportunities lay where. A claiming grounds, in other words, for both adults and mares. The land is relatively safe; the forest surrounding is thick and deters most predators and offers protection from the weather. It is a peaceful place, the atmosphere relaxing and soothing.

Though this place has always been called the foaling field it is no so much a field, but a young forest. Here White Birch mingle with spindly pines, a few aspens and young oak. The trees are all widely set and the land filled with lush greens, nearly all of them edible as well as vibrant flowers. There are hundreds of thickets, if not more scattered all throughout the area, providing comfortable places to rest or give birth. When the time for birthing is upon you this sheltered place offers the perfect location for the occasion. Your lanky little one will learn to take their first steps here; making it a very extraordinary place.

Grass carpets a small hill that looks over a sea, the blades salty from the proximity of the sea and almost a blue color. Soft, white, and remarkably clean fill the gap between the seashore and the azure grass. To left, the hill slopes upward, steeply, and rocks line the ground. The side of the hill gives way to a bluff, and within that bluff is a small cave the travels deep beneath the ground. Beneath the edge of the bluff is sand as well, but it is rocky as opposite to the rest of the beach. Boulders rest at the mouth of the cave. High tide fills the cave, making it nearly impossible to enter through the thrashing waves and slippery rocks. Low tide drains the cave, leaving the rocky floor damp and making accessible for only a short time. Crustaceans, starfish, and many other sea life can be found within, clinging to the rocks and waiting for high tide to return.

Rippling waves of brilliant emerald grasses sweep across the area known as the Halcyon Haven. Perfectly titled, it is a beautiful and tranquil area. A small stream cuts through the centre of it, but is no more than six inches at its deepest and only wide enough for foals to have to leap across – an adult could easily step right over it. The most beautiful structure in the meadow is a massive willow tree. Older than anything in the area, the tree towers above the meadow, its uppermost limbs stretching to reach almost 30 meters in height. Its boughs are long and reach out gloriously, a proud protector of such a sacred place. The long tendrils reach down and stroke the sod, some of them draping into the stream and forever dancing in the current. Among the grasses are flowers, whose many heads are graced in spectacular hues of bright ivories, stunning sapphires, wonderful carmine, and shocking xanthous. The stream is lined with stones of various hues as well, giving it an almost rainbow quality and causing the water to shimmer and shine brilliantly. The stream babbles lightly, chattering away and filling the air with a pretty music. The haven is draped in a feeling of serenity and safety, and is considered a place where anyone can come to have a few moments to themselves, to rest and relax.

In this land of valleys and hills, nearly every inch of the land is covered in a golden red carpet of soft, dead pine needles. The tall and straight pines grow in straight rows in some areas, though not everywhere. An occasion oak or maple dots the region like massive vanguards protecting the simple pines that seem to hold so little personality. Many believe the oaks and maples are actually ents, ancient beings who serve only their forests, only the trees know the truth of these tales. However, if you stay long in the Forest, you will understand that there is a presence here, a presence that bears no name, no end and no beginning. It whispers through the trees on even the stillest of days, and creeps along the boughs on the darkest of nights. It has been known to instill both great fear and immense calm. Trespassers be wary, for the Forest is not kind to all, but cruel to many.

Jagged, dark peaks reach into the sky, the points so sharp they appeared to be threatening to pierce through the atmosphere. Well-traversed paths can be seen winding around the mountain. At times, the paths are barely a foot across, with a sheer drop off to the side. High winds claw at the peaks, making the mountain paths even more dangerous and precarious. Loose shale cover parts of the footpaths, crumbling and breaking beneath the slightest of weight. Gnarled, stunted trees grow haphazardly from the rocks, branches twisted like witch’s fingers. Gaping caves hold dangerous secrets, warning all from entering with skeleton remains lying outside the mouths, as if the caves themselves spat them out to ward off unwelcomed visitors. A dark aura radiates from these malicious mountains, causing fear to quake in the softer of hearts.

Nearest to the Dark lands stretches out an expanse of forest that seems to go on for endless miles. Destruction’s Reach is aptly named. Tall trees clamber up to the heavens, but they are twisted and sinisterly bare of any flora. Their branches extend like the clawed and gnarled hands of a witch, ready to rake over the flesh of any creature foolish enough to walk too close to them. Terrifying tales of how the forest comes to life at night, or during the full moon, or the new moon – depending on which version is being told by whom – haunt the area. The soil is blackened and peaty, clinging to the hooves or limbs of whatever passes through here. There are a few trails, many of them little more than impressions from deer passing through the forest over many years. The bare quality of the trees gives the place a very stark look, an abandoned feeling that even the darkest and cruelest of hearts feel whenever they come near this place. Years before, in the time long before horses came to this land, lightning storms and severe earthquakes rocked the Reach. The result killed many trees and washed away the rich dirt that had been here in previous times. No trees grow in the Reach now, though the carcasses – rotted or unembellished ivory against the ebony soil – of many trees crisscross the ground. Destruction’s Reach is a haven for those whose hearts feel the calling of Dark.

Many an oak and aspen, and the weeping willow, offering the great protection and desirable foliage one needs, adorn this terrain. Concealed within this forest mixture a small copse of apple trees that bare tempting juicy and attractive fruit. Crystalline waters flow throughout the creeks and rivers that take their route, from the crystal river to this forest. Hidden, or more precisely concealed by the great forest lies a waterfall, pure crystalline, the sweetest water within this terrain. At the edge of the diamante pool pricks little patches of grass, the sweetest and inviting. Diamond pebbled layer the bottom of this splendid pool, an eye-catching display as the moon or the solar strikes its rays upon the falls, creating the essence of an enthralling light that bedazzles the forest with its everlasting glow, this territory is safest from the elements as the towering trees are the source of protection.

Ancient trees line a darkened row of trail that has been carved out by beings there long before any equines ever arrived. Willows drape their boughs over the dirt path, tracing maddened lines over the ages old granules. Huge oaks reach out desperately to one another, their limbs twining overhead to form a ceiling of sorts. No light – sun or moon – trickles down into this literal ‘Hall,’ the trees being too thick to allow it. Roots reach up and seek to grab and trip anything that wanders by, like gaping jaws of predators needing a meal. In a terrifying twist of nature, the trees are twined and warped, perversely teased by winds that blow in rapid bursts through here; visages of screaming creatures can be seen by the sickened and heated mind of the ill coming from the bark of the various trees. No grasses can be seen on the dirt path, long worn down by countless paws and hooves tracking day in and day out over the land. It’s called The Hall of the Dead by the horses of Run Like the Wind, and is the pathway to the dead.

The Warplains is an open, flat expanse of near scarlet red grass. Gnarled, windswept trees grow from the landscape, brittle-white and pitiful. Bones litter the ground, picked clean by scavengers, bleached and speckling the grass with dots of matte white. Buzzards circle endlessly above, black silhouettes in sky. They wait for their next meal; they wait for the next fallen warrior to feed on. Evidence of battles show obvious: scarred grounds, blood spattered across the patchy grass, old bones, and fresher ones, too. Stench of death lingers strong, but no bodies can be found. Stretching to the end of the field is a sharp bluff, lined with blood encrusted grass to the very edge until it finally gives way to shale. A single, treacherous path can be found leading down to an "inner sanctum": Tiff Cliff.

Far off from the other lands that make up the social aspect of Run Like the Wind is a plain that is filled mostly with broken and shattered pieces of limestone. Brought down from glaciers in eons long passed, the stones line the floor of the plain in an endless layer, built up over countless years. The stones hold many hundreds of colours spanning across the visual spectrum; greys, greens, pale blues, brilliant silvers, stunning blacks and reds, bright yellows, all lay together in a heaped pile that draw the eye to the natural beauty. Sheer rock walls rise on one side, protecting the one flank, while the other ends open out to the other lands across the area. It’s a massive land, more than wide enough to encompass hundreds of horses who seek refuge in this safe haven. Unlike the other lands, there is little to no plant life here, the flora unable to take root in the hardened soil that lies beneath the countless stones. Dubbed “Broken Stones” by the horses, this place is used as a meeting area; a place for the equines to congregate and converse with one another in peace, without fear of fighting or anger.

Here you will find all the information that you will need to begin rp'ing in the Dimension Warp. You MUST read the rules to find the answer to the secret question for the joining board!

THIS BOARD IS GUEST FRIENDLY!

Here is where you will post your characters stats so that they can be accepted. The password to this board is the answer to the secret question; "What is the name of the Warden's favorite pet mouse?"

Here is where you post all Character Logs, Adoptions, Character Deaths, Steals and Plots for the Dimension Warp.

Have your eyes on someone you want to steal? Make up a guessable riddle with those sharp wits, and in three days if the character isn't blocked, they're yours.

This is where you may post a character to be claimed or post stats to breed/mate characters. Any setting can be played within this board.

A vast expanse of wilderness; waterfalls, lakes, oceans, forests, mountains, and savannas, the sky is the limit. Threads may be set in RLTW present time, or the past or the future.

Here is where all civilization of the Dimension Warp exists. There are countless cities, towns, and villages located here. Threads may be set in the past or future of RLTW.

This is an area strictly for humans and is set BEFORE RLTW and all its occurrences. It may be thousands of years or just a few months before the end of Mankind, but no one here would have any knowledge of RLTW and thus the future. This is basically the REAL WORLD as it currently stands.

In this setting the world is set in the same time period as RLTW and all events in RLTW have occurred here as well. However ANYTHING goes here. You may RP any of your DW characters here it is an alternate reality a secondary timeline if you will of how things could have turned out differently had mankind survived, or aliens taken over the world, or horses and people worked together to save the planet, or fairies and gnomes and demons existed, etc.

In this board it is the future of RLTW. It can be a few years or a millennia into the future. Horses can have adapted in to bipedal human-like creatures or humans have simply been remade or re-evolved or whatever. The sky isn't the limit here, but infinity might be.

This is outerspace, as well as innerspace (those areas close to planets), as well as OTHER PLANETS! This is a place where earth is left behind and your characters can gain experiences they may never have thought possible.

This is a place of strange happenings, where the laws of physics do not exist, and the laws of science are laughable. Here the Multiverses lay in haphazard fashions and hardly anything is what it seems, and nothing is harmless.

Here is where you will find ALL the old threads from the social lands. Just ask a staff member to move the thread back for you if you're ready to keep it active.

Built deep in the country side, this extravagant manor is anything but ordinary. Built way back in history it has been restored to its former glory. This Manor isn't something that is easy to locate, but you will have no trouble finding it if you know where to look. A very light path marks the road to the centuries old manor from the city streets. It would take maybe an hour or so to get to this place; but once you've arrived your eyes will be feasted. As you come through the thick tree's you will first see an intimidating iron gate, settled between heavy duty stone walls that stretch further than the eye can see in each direction to the left and right. You must punch in a code to gain access or press the call button to alert the Master or his servents. Once past this, you will now see very fresh, green grass and lovely flora that line the winding mile long path to the Mansion.
Once you get closer you will come to a large circular fountain that rests infront of the Mansion. Within the water holds magnificant statues, as testiment to the grandor age of the manor.
Marble steps rest infront of the large double doors. As soon as the doors open our eyes will rest upon two curving stair cases. Granite and marble pillars support the frame of the home from the inside. The main hall is massive and a crystal chandelier hangs from the middle of the decorated ceiling, casting charming ligth throughout the hall. But, to the right when you first enter is the first entertainment room. It has everything to make a person comfertable. With a classic grand piano and a warm fireplace anythign else there woudl just be extra. Deper to the left, rests another room; the Kitchen. It is almost as large as the bottom floor. It holds professional style appliances and a chef to handle any needs.
The Ktchen extends to the dinning room where a very large square table sits. Twelve chairs in total sit in beauty around the table. A floral center peice finishing off the gold trimmed surface..
There is also numerous baths within the Mansion. The west wing is where the very select few of his servants stay. The other wing of the mansion is where Romeo sleeps. Hsi room is the grandest peice in the Mansion. With wide double doors that lead to a spacious room, it holds an oversized bed with red satin sheets and coverings. It alsosports four marble pillars with a black silk canopy. The room also holds a 70 inch TV and lounge chairs. Two love seats and a walk in closet bigger then most rooms. Thebathroom is floored in white carpet and a shower with jets at every angle. Leaving the mansion there is 400 acers of undisturbed trails and wilderness. 100 of those acer's are hold of an old stable that holds more than 40 stalls in the main part and a rec room. A full tack room and hay loft, with an indoor arena too. An attachment of this stable houses another indoor arena office space, and 30 more stalls. White fencing marks off the plethora of pastures and outdoor riding rings where almost anyone is welcome to come and work. There is also a darker half of this seemingly fairy-tale manor.. but you will have to find out for yourself just what lies beneath the floor. Remember; Not all that Glitters is Gold.

Master of The House: Romeo
Lady of The House: None to be named.

A great stone wall surrounds the sprawling landscape. Along the wall large towers stand watch with slitted windows protecting the guardsmen within. The wall is two layers thick, with a pathway along the top; open to the outside and an inner passageway, with slitted windows, just large enough to look through spaced intermittently along it's breadth.

Within the great stone walls lies an expanse of well kept landscape, surrounding large pastures and stables containing vanners, friesians and arabians of the most esteemed lineages.

Deeper within the gently rolling hills and slightly above the rest of the landscape Aemilius has built his home; a vast keep of light and glass and beauty. The chateau of glass has three stories above ground, while six extend beneath the land's surface.

Gardens surround the place; filled with vibrant colors and luscious aromas. Koi pond dot the gardens with small waterfalls and artificial streams built throughout the gardens to connect all the ponds. Natural stones line the intended paths and in some areas the plants grow tall enough to create small, secluded areas within the green and vibrant landscape.

Copses of tall and dense trees have been built around small cottages with similar architecture to the home. Each one has it's own personality, however, for the Lord of the Manor has built these secluded domains for some of his favorite "posessions". The largest, and darkest cottage belongs to a former Sidhe Queen whom Aemilius won in a bet with her mother. She is a dangerous creature to all but her master and for that reason, this is the only section of the sprawling estate that is off limits to all but the Lord.

Lord; Aemilius
Lady; --

Steele Manor isn't really all that fancy despite it's vast size. The owner, Lazarus, isn't concerned about the overall appearance of the place. It's on the inside that counts, as the saying goes. While the manor would be considered much too big for one person, Laz would disagree. It's more common to find a party of some sort happening within the boundaries of the pallid stone structure. It once had been a regal place with perfectly manicured lawns and flawless walls, now the walls were splattered with paint and graffiti, much of the lawn was taken up by miscellaneous things such as skate ramps and stages. People are often found passed out in various places. There is a very large in-ground pool in the back big enough to be a community swimming pool, though it's only used for parties and leisure. Inside the vandalized mansion is a much more prestigious place, underneath all the wreckage, that is. The floors are a beautiful marble and the finest of materials cover the place. The living room alone is big enough to fit an apartment in it. More people could be found lying around, graffiti is tagged about in random spots, red cups and bottles litter the ground, and other various paraphernalia could be found around the manor. Many rooms are decorated in random styles according to music and mood. Laz's room, the master bedroom, is as large as the living room and even more eccentric. He has enough 'toys' to open up his own...shop...and the biggest music collection one could ever hope to find. There is a stripper pole in the middle of the room and a stereo system so large it could shake the whole manor. He had even had various different sorts of lights installed in case he wanted to move the party to his room. His closet is filled halfway with clothes and shoes and halfway with some of his favorite objects, most being skateboards, then things such as bottles of Jack Daniels, accessories like lip rings and belts, and finally, an over-sized cardboard cut-out of an emu, for unknown reasons. In the foyer there is an extremely large chandelier that has had to have been replaced several times due to people, namely Laz, swinging and laying on it. The garage is filled with numerous vehicles because of Lazarus' kleptomania and love of fast things. While the place may look grungy and dirty, it's not entirely because of the current resident. Lazarus had actually found the place abandoned and trashed, already tagged in multiple places, and decided he'd take it up as his home. On the gate that opens to allow entrace there is a very big, bright, and hard-to-miss sign saying 'NO GOATS PAST THIS POINT'.

»The Broheim Lazarus Steele

The siblings' manor is a sprawling, decadent mansion; a mixture of contemporary extravagance and victorian beauty. The main house; nearly 35,000 square feet and the guest house of nearly 9,000 square feet rests on 100 acres of land. The main house sports a massive pool in the backyard and the guest house has it's own pool as well. In the main house there are 20 bedrooms, 20 full bathrooms, 3 half baths, 2 ball rooms, a formal banquet hall, a full bar, 3 dining rooms, 4 kitchens, 6 parlors/living rooms, a home theatre and other various amenities. The guest house has 8 bedrooms, a commons area and 8 full baths. The grounds feature lush gardens, a lit tennis court and european style grottos, horse stables and riding arena and its own private zoo with various large predators, mostly feline. The siblings bedrooms are the only part of the house that deviates from the typical victorian design. Ralic's room is decorated in whites and greys, it has an edgy yet comfortable design with neon lights highlighting areas of the room. It is an altogether a fresh and contemporary design with sharp edges to the layout. Ibiel's room has a much harsher look to it with massive sliding steal doors and window coverings, more for look than for protection. Her large bed is suspended on steal cables from the ceiling and their appears to be very little personal touches to the room, though this is the way Ibiel prefers it. Arezar's room is much closer in design to the entire house. The main differences are that the victorian look and feel is overshadowed by the goth intonations. The room is black with grey undertones, each week the dark decor is contrasted by a different set of throw pillows of brilliant hues.

Owners; Ralic, Ibiel, Arezar

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Open for claiming by Good Characters Only.

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Open for claiming by Undecided Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Undecided Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Good Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Good Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Evil Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Evil Characters Only.

Elemental Roots consists of 6 floors. Above ground it is an occult shop catering to both normal mortals, practitioners and supernatural beasts alike. The shop levels are connected by victorian styled spiraling staircases and are divided into various sections each. Anything and everything of the occult/supernatural world is available in these three stories from high end gothic, steampunk and vintage clothing and accessories; to books for both those new to the occult arts or those well versed in its danger and beauty; to the rarest of ingredients for potions and elixirs. They also deal in the strange; oddities of both the mortal and supernatural worlds from unique collectibles to priceless antiques. The entire layout of the building has a secretive and gloomy feel to it; enhancing the customers experience. The shop is open from dawn to the late hours of the night; catering to the needs of their customers.

Below street level, another three levels descend; these levels are dedicated to the nightlife; and exclusive, invitation only; ensuring that mortals cannot simply stumble upon a world that is not meant for them. The first level of the clubs was designed by Arezar. The place is filled with dancing light, and lighted platforms well above the dance floor where the most exotic dancers in the world perform their sensual dances. The floor plan is open; the place nearly one giant mosh pitt. The stage with live performers is situated above the main dance floor but low enough that the lusting crown can feel the passion from the singers and bands. Along the outside walls their are many secluded and not so secluded lounge areas where lust is given free reign over the patrons.

The next level is accessed by neon lighted staircases from above. It features three levels of luxurious seating; the ceiling throbbing with light and the music from above. It has a more relaxed sensation than the floor above and was designed by Ralic. Their is a small dance floor; the music from above fed into the speakers dotting the ceiling. here every patron can feel like a VIP.

The deepest level was designed by Ibiel and is a far more elegant experience than the previous levels. Again their is a small dance floor but the entire perimeter of the place features bars of various nature where patrons can get any drink or drug they desire. The Lighting is not throbbing or pulsating as in the other levels,instead it provides a smooth pleasurable atmosphere. Behind the bars are cages featuring beautiful dancers; displaying their unique talents for the relaxed audience.

Owners;; Ibiel, Arezar, Ralic

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Open for claiming by Good Characters Only.

Open for claiming by Good Characters Only.

Here is where you will find all of the old threads from the dominion boards. If you want them moved back and are ready to keep them active please notify a staff member.