[(E)RP] Euphoria: Isle of Slaves (Story-Driven, 18+, US)

So we piqued your interest? Let’s see if we can seal the deal … we’d love to have you if you’re looking for a heavy RP experience. We’re a bit newer and you’ll be able to get in at the ground level. In mere days we have a growing community …

Edit: Since this post, we’ve gained over 400+ in our community! Thank you!

Server Information
Server Name: Server Name: Euphoria: Isle of Slaves (Season 1)
Server Start Date: 09/18/20 (Get in while we’re fresh!)
Server Discord: Server Discord: discord.gg/CqUf73A
Server IP: 51.81.242.235:28030
Server Starting Kits: Yes! (Level Boost/RP Gear/Armor & Weapons)

[Roleplay
Objective: To provide a safe, respectful and fun experience for those looking for Heavy (E)RP utilizing the Conan Exiles: Isle of Siptah universe.

What We Value: The creative process and your InCharacter story.

The Abridged Premise for Your Character:
You were being taken to the Exiled Lands via ship. The captain had other plans for you and the chained crew. You were to be sold instead for a profit. Your new life would begin as slave, or would it? Call it fate, call it destiny … storms rocked the bowels, sending the ship crashing into shore. As chaos ensued you were taken to a nearby holding cell (your journey starts here in the server). You must make the choice on the island. Will you forever be a runaway, take charge of your new freedom as a Master, or will you seek the resources of another through servitude as a slave?

Lore
Euphoria Season 1: Isle of Slaves
Every great journey starts with even better intentions. You didn’t quite plan on things going the way they went for you. But that never stopped you.

You were resilient. Through inclusion or through ostracization, you danced with destiny. Through love or through loss, you fought with fate.

Yet here you were, chained to the bowels of a wooden coffin. The dimly lit candle only gave enough light for your pupils to focus on the other shadows which rode alongside a path you never planned. A direction which never mattered, because you didn’t have a choice. In the depths of a large ship, you were simply the cargo for the final destination. To your left and right were the criminals, thieves, and the framed. Amongst the innocent or the guilty, the trials of the journey made every last one of you the same. All headed for that final destination …

The Exiled Lands.

But you always danced with destiny …
You always fought with fate …

Rumors started to circle amongst your ears. The meager rations twisted your hearing as you began to lose sense of the days and time. Hallucinating was commonplace in the bowels of the wooden coffin. What you heard though awoke an inner chill which gut-punched your senses back to the real world.

You were going to be sold as slaves to the highest bidder on an Island known as …

The Isle of Slaves.

Days went by … and as the intensity of the rumors grew, so did the waves. The compliant waters which your wooden coffin floated upon began to rock. As if to give it life once more, shaking you to dance once more. Sparking a fire to fight fate. Your journey didn’t end here.

You are resilient.

The wooden panels on the ship began to cave, the candles were extinguished with the gusts of wind, and you felt the chill of the water fill that wooden coffin. Holding your breath a final time as the water rushed to take you along, you closed your eyes for possibly the final time.

But you always danced with destiny …
You always fought with fate …

You survived. Awakening in a cell, you had been stripped of all your clothing. Battered, bruised, but breathing, this was the start to a new journey. Because every great journey starts with even better intention. You didn’t quite plan on things going the way they went for you. But that never stopped you.

You are resilient. Through inclusion or through ostracization, you dance with destiny. Through love or through loss, you fight with fate. How will you forge your own path on this new land runaway?
Will you place a stake in the ground, claiming what is rightfully yours and call yourself a Master?
Or will you submit to those who may seek your services for protection and call yourself a Slave?

The choice is yours.

Welcome to the Isle of Slaves.

Joined a few days ago. Great smaller community.

Thanks!

We are in Season 2 and have over 400+ members part of a family feeling community. Come join us and take a peek for some great RP!