NPC Foot Soldier Elite's are average in most categories but excel in one category. Sell them appropriately.
NPC Captains are as we are only slightly less disciplined. Sell them as being a pain in the butt opponent that we may not always kill outright, numerous encounters.
NPC Generals are as us. Kill or be killed. Sell based on story. Strong encounters. Important characters to the RP world. Consider them as you would a great foe.
NPC The Big Bad. There is going to be a character in this RP that is well above normal. It will take a combined effort from multiple players to defeat this threat. If you encounter alone and try to defeat you will DIE. Unless you retreat from being nearly defeated. This guy is not to be taken lightly. He is all around better than any one of our characters. I will give more details in the PM.
Okay so all of our characters are going to be base humans. No superpowers. A degree of extraordinary skills and talents to be sure that seem super-human, but ultimately are not. We are all Masters of certain MA and highly disciplined in a certain weapon group. I would like these weapons to be determined prior to the start of the Role Play. Everyone has a Primary Weapon Skill, a Secondary, and a Hidden Weapon.
The basic idea is a Dynasty Warriors type setting. We all play officers who are amazing at what they do and we all cross paths in one way or another. Romance, partnership, betrayal, love, lust, rivalry, ext, ext, ext. You get the idea. I want our characters to bring personalization to a world of warfare.
Emperor Pao calls forth the seven storms ushering in his final transformation. This beckoning reaps the fruits of cataclysmic harvest. His kin are called to his side as Ren and Serinah join Sun, upon this union the elements adjust giving way to a fusion of Qi energy.
The power of three is demonstrated as the Shen shed the coils of modernization taking inside themselves the primal ills of primordial heritage. Their forms twist as one giving shape to a Monster unlike any the world has ever seen in ages long since forgotten. A colossal three headed dragon. It's hide was of the purest celestial gold and it's eyes were as burning jade gemstones. Six jade gems in all each as majestic as it's twin, each a giant testimony of silent desperation.
The fatal echoes of the shifting reverberates off the solid foundation around it as the effects cause even the most steadfast of sediments to crumble to a fine dust. The brute stands taller then the tallest of the skyscrapers that reach for the heavens below its gaze. It is stout and stands on firm legs with two gargantuan tails that drape well behind it liken to that of train of a Bridle gown. This creature also has two sets of hulking arms both reptilian and manlike in appearance. These four arms have four clawed hands attached to them engulfed in green clouds of destructive Qi energy.
The Golden Dragon God of the East has been born. The devastation that follows is immense. All that stand before the cosmic might of this beast fall as it smacks down the largest of buildings like an angry toddler smashing his Lego display to tiny bits.
The very pillars of creation shake and the heavens rattle and quake in fearful dread of the Mighty Dragon God. The sight of it alone makes even the gods of its origin question their divinity. It lays waste to the section of the teeming Metropolis that has desired its wrath. Millions parish in the blink of an eye, as the ant-farm crashes down before them. Unable to do anything to prevent it, unable to even retreat from its appetite for destruction.