Akutenshi  Akutenshi Emblem | |
|---|---|
| Server | Lumiel |
| Race | Asmodian |
| Style | RP/PvE/PvP |
| Contact | Poeros |
| Size | Small |
| Website | http://sin.tricerealm.com/forums/ |
OOC Info[]
Our theme:[]
An entertainment house
Setting:[]
The setting for the guild is like that of a Entertainment place, much like a Geshia house or the entertainer from SWG. There are girls there that can be hired to entertain (dance, music, conversation yatta yatta). There are two types; The artist and the one learned from the artist. While Akutenshi is not a family owned business, the people in it are very close nit and have taken to calling each other brother, sister and whatnot.
Recruitment:[]
Our recruitment system is simple. We do not have applications here, but rather recommendations. If you want to join and know one of the members in the legion, speak with them and ask if they will recommend you. If so, then someone from leadership will speak with you and send you an invite.
No drama:[]
As the saying goes "The only thing the ruins RP are RPers making drama." So in that regard, we have a no drama rule. Sometimes it happens no matter how hard we try, but there are some that go out of their way to make it happen. We do not want those people. The rule there is simple: You cause drama once, we talk to you. Cause it again, depending on the situation, you are kicked from the legion.
About us:[]
We are just a group of people looking to help promote role play on the server and have a good time. We are not so much a guild/legion but rather the community that hangs out with the girls.
Rules[]
Chain of Command[]
If you military or prior military then you already know what this means and you can skip down to the next rule.
For those of you that don't know what this means, allow me to explain. If a situation comes up that could be a problem, we normally ask that you try to solve it yourself. If you are not able to, then we have officers that you can speak with that will assist you. If that does not work, then the officers work with the leaders to find a solution. Going straight to the legion masters with your problem will normally resort in a "What did you do to solve it on your own?" and "Have you already spoken to an officer?" This is not us refusing help you, but us managing issues.
Drama free[]
As the saying goes "The only thing the ruins RP are RPers making drama." So in that regard, we have a no drama rule. Sometimes it happens no matter how hard we try, but there are some that go out of their way to make it happen. We do not want those people. The rule there is simple: You cause drama once, we talk to you. Cause it again, depending on the situation; you are kicked from the legion. This also stands for forum wars/trolling, global/public chat or anything else OOC.
Have fun[]
If you haven't noticed, this is a game. We are here to play the game had have fun in which way that we can. If for some reason the game becomes unfun, then it might be time to take a look at rule one and two.
Lore and History[]
Public Knowledge[]
Common knowledge about the guild is that the house fell from grace, some referring to it has a whore house. Recently it went under new management and from what can be seen they are trying to pull themselves out of the gutter. In an attempt to try and make more money, they have opened their home to others as a type of inn. A "Warrior's Refuge" is what some refer to it as right now, the warriors who are weary from battle come here and are cared for. They have food, a place to rest and their armor and weapons are cleaned. Some stay full time, becoming protectors of the House and helping to keep things in order with those that work there.
Public Figures[]
Poeros- Takes care of the girls and the affairs of the house. She is often called "Mother" since she frets like one of the girls. She is also one of the entertainers, earning her way through song.
Draconn- Head bodyguard for Akutenshi. Makes sure that the warriors are kept in order and the Akutenshi girls are safe.
History[]
The Entertainment House was actually founded by a women named Ranewen Melwasul when she was young. She noticed that in time with the war that was always raging on that there was little opportunity for the fighters to actually relax and refresh themselves. Originally she would travel and entertain the fighters with stories, food, drink and entertainment. The longer Ranewen did it, the more reputation she built. Other girls and some men came to her and asked to assist her with what she was doing. Some of them needed training, but the offer for help was something she never dreamed of.
There was also a time when those that didn't actually have any talent came to her to learn to sing, dance, tell stories and a number of other things. At this time Ranewen already had a number of girls that would go out for her and some of them would get donations from the soldiers. Using the money had collected over time, Ranewen opened up an entertainment house that was also a school for those that wish to train. The name of the school was actually chosen by one of the girl who said it should be called 'Akutenshi' which was a mixture of different characters from tall their names at the time. The reason behind it being that it was a place that people would go to be selfish and think about enjoying themselves in which ever way was offered.
"Our purpose is not for us to be flashy or to show off, but to help others relax and refresh." Was what she would say when anyone would ask her what the purpose of the house was. While is was not a popular profession, there were enough to work in the house and some to travel.
After a number of years, there was an accident in the house and Ranewen was killed. Many of the workers were upset by this lost, but they new that they couldn't give up the dream that Ranewen had. They elected Nienna Oronar to step up and take Ranewen's place. Try as she could, there was one difficulty after another till the House ended up losing money and going into debt. Around this time a few locals came up to lend the house money to help it get by, with the promise that they would get paid back. These locals were not kind and when it came time to payback what was owed, they destroyed the House and beat up several of the women.
In a desperate attempt to help bring money into the House and pay off what was owed, Nienna turned part of the house to whoring. It was not a pleasant idea, but it did help to bring more money in. Sadly, the more money they were able to make, the more that was demanded from them. This went on for a number of years, and the original purpose for the Entertainment House was gone and replaced with what it had become: a whore house. As the House’s debts grew and climbed steadily higher, Nienna and her girls were subjected to more frequent harrassment by the Ingas’s Larsal, the head of the crime syndicate that operated in the Lower Pandemonium. One evening, when Nienna was once again unable to make payments owed to Ingas, the crime lord’s men set about beating her. When several of her girls tried to intercede on her behalf, they too were beaten and raped. As their cries rang out through the house they came to draw the attention of Draconn, one of the House’s regular patrons.
Having been a customer within the House since its earliest days, Draconn had come to see the place as his home away from the Legions barracks and as such took grave issue with Ingas’ thugs and violently interceded, killing several of Ingas’ men before sending the rest of his dogs packing with their tails sorely tucked between their legs. But even as Nienna and her girls thanked him profusely for his aid, Draconn knew full well that his actions, while necessary, would only lead Ingas to retaliate in kind. After several bloody street confrontations between Draconn and Ingas’ blademen, Draconn decided to put an end to the ever growing conflict, as he had no wish to see the only place he truly felt at home burned to the ground. As such, Draconn convinced Nienna to let him help her and act on her behalf in dealing directly with Ingas. He would be her silent partner, offering her financial aid and his protection in exchange for a small share of the profits and access to the House day or night. Nienna, having know Draconn as an honest, if blunt man, agreed to his proposal. Draconn, in turn, wasted no time.
Selling his own families long abandoned estates outside the Pandemonium’s Citadel and using the inheritance left to him, Draconn confronted Ingas directly and paid the House’s debts in full. When Ingas questioned how Draconn had come into enough money to pay off the House’s debts to him, Draconn fabricated a convincing lie and told Ingas that he and his entire legion had decided to invest in the Entertainment House, as it was their favorite place for respite and relaxation. Draconn warned Ingas that the legion would act in every way imaginable to protect their investment from harm and that any further strong arm tactics by Ingas would be met with all the deadly force Draconn’s legion could muster. Having Ingas’ attention, and seeing the familiar spectre of fear dancing behind Ingas’ dark eyes, Draconn then pressed further, and renegotiated the monthly portion of the House’s earnings that Nienna would pay the crime lord. As Draconn suspected, Ingas grudgingly agreed, as the crime lord did not wish a full scale war over the paltry profits that the Entertainment House generated.
For a time the fortunes of both the Entertainment House and that of its occupants reversed. Nienna, no longer preoccupied with the ever present worries and fears she had once shouldered, slowly guided the House back to what it once was, and gradually rebuilt its illustrious reputation. And although sex was still a commodity for sale within the house, this was overshadowed by the finer skills and talents many of its young women displayed. The Entertainment House became a bastion for the arts, and drew both noble and commoner alike to its doors. Indeed, for a time it seemed as though Ranewen’s original dream and vision would surely be realized once again. Like a phoenix from the flames, the Entertainment House had risen to prominence within the lower Sanctum once more, and it was then, at its peak that the wheel of fate turned, and tragedy and misfortune soon came to befall the House once more.
The first blow to the House and Draconn came with the loss of the Poeros Liebent; Draconn’s mysterious friend and close companion who vanished seemingly into thin air. Her loss left the giant Asmodian near directionless with none but Nienna ever realizing how deeply Draconn had come to care for her.
The second blow came when Nienna herself fell; her immortal spark extinguished abruptly and without warning by her own hand. It was whispered that she had been Kineas’ Mistress; an Archon slain in the conflict between Zikel and Deltras. She was his secret love and she his, and as news came to her of his death at Elyosian hands it was said that all life seemed to drain from her face long before she ever drained the Aether from her own veins.
Not wishing to cause her giant protector and friend more undue grief, Nienna waited until Draconn was called away from the House in order to prepare the Asmodian legions for war against the Balaur and the newly discovered Elyosians. Mere moments after seeing Draconn off and wishing him well, Nienna returned to the House and drew herself a bath. Slidding into the waters warm depths she prayed upon Aion to forever reunite her with the one she loved in death, as he could not do in life and then slit her own wrists and slowly bled her infinite life out in a fit of sorrow; her only remaining desire to still the painful beat of her shattered heart.
Those few that new Draconn well would later remark that, upon hearing of Nienna’s death, the little warmth, joy and humanity remaining within the giant Asmodian’s heart after first losing Poeros, and enduring two ordinary lifetimes of battle, slaughter, and war was utterly stripped from him; his already hardened heart growing as cold as one dead within his massive chest.
For almost a year Draconn stayed away, and the Entertainment House, without Nienna’s guidance or its erstwhile protector, floundered and slid back into the morass of vile debauchery it had but so recently climbed out of. One Entertainer after another stepped into the role of House Mother, and each in turn proved themselves to be ineffectual leaders; each one lacking the steadfast ambition, drive and vision that Ranewen and Nienna had so embodied.
Ingas, emboldened once more by the House’s seeming lack of leadership, slowly moved in and demanded payments for his protection; siphoning off much of the money earned by the women and forcing all of them; Entertainer, Miko and Orian alike; to whore themselves for his ever greater profit. When a few Entertainer resisted, Ingas had the house put to the torch and burned them out, forcing the girls to submit to his will and take refuge within the new house he then set-up for them to work within. Soon the once illustrious Entertainment House was no more then a brothel and its girls little better than slaves forced to sweat beneath the very scum of humanity.
If it had not been for a chance encounter and a near miraculous twist of fate; it is likely that both Draconn and the Entertainment House would have met their ends in the most grim of fashions. As Draconn’s legion waged a losing war against the Balaur, and death seemed to hover about him upon its night-shrouded wings, the giant Asmodian found salvation in the most unlikely of ways. With his armor rent and torn, his weapon lying beyond his grasp and the Balaur standing victorious above him, Draconn did something he had not done in two lifetimes. He prayed to Aion to but see those he had loved and cared for one last time before he died.
Aion’s answer was terrible in its utterance as the very skies and air of the abyss itself seemed to warp and ignite with flames of searing blue fire and white lightning which shimmered with pure aether. As Draconn gazed upward into the scintilating skies above, a pillar of fire descended from the heavens, laying waste to the Balaur and scattering their bodies about like so ash before a raging bonfire. Soon the pillar was bearing down upon him as well, and just as Draconn prepared to be incinerated, a thunderstroke resounded above him and split the very heavens with a roar. Lightening struck the flaming column and the pillar of flame evaporated before his eyes. Yet there, hovering at its center, was the lithe form of a woman surrounded by a crackling nimbus of rippling white light. She was as a vision, and as Draconn reached out to touch this fiery angel that had liberated and saved him from certain death she collapsed before him. It was only then that he saw her clearly for the first time; the sight of her long raven-black hair and misty grey-blue eyes at once bringing a smile, so long forgotten, to his stoic face. Poeros had returned.
Upon learning from Draconn of Nienna’s death and the House’s fate, Poeros demanded that Draconn lead her back to the House and convinced him that together, as partners, they could set the wrongs and misfortunes of the past year right. Feeling a sense of purpose and life stir once more within his hardened heart, Draconn agreed, and as Poeros saw to cleaning up and rebuilding the house from within, Draconn worked to protect it from without. It wasn’t long before Ingas’s men came calling.
Realizing that Ingas would not relinquish his control of the House without a fight, Poeros and Draconn obliged him. The two Deava’s, working in unison made overtures to Lisip, Ingas’ chief rival for control over Lower Pandemonium, and with the minor crime lords backing quickly decimated Ingas’ men. With his strength depleted, and his hold over Lower Pandemonium weakened, it wasn’t long before Ingas’ mangled body was found lying in a dung heap, his head bent back upon his neck at an impossible angle and a Entertainer’s fan protruding from his right eye socket.
In short order Lisip assumed control of Lower Pandemonium, and as agreed upon for their aid against Ingas, left the House in Poeros’ and Draconn’s care, free of any interference as they slowly restore the Entertainment House to its former grace and glory once more.