Welcome to Oaths and Bloodlines, a literate to semi-literate roleplay server inspired by the John Wick universe.

John Wick’s defiance of the High Table shattered the illusion of absolute order. In a matter of years, he brought down lords, desecrated sanctuaries, and proved that even the most sacred laws could bleed. His war left scars the Table could not ignore. Though Wick himself is gone, his legend lingers like smoke—an eternal reminder that one man can unmake the unbreakable.

"With Consequences.." - John Wick

To prevent such defiance from ever rising again, the High Table reshaped its world. Out of fear and necessity, it forged a new gatekeeper: the Academy. Posing as an elite international college for the wealthy and powerful, the Academy is in truth a crucible for assassins—an institution where heirs, prodigies, and chosen recruits are stripped of innocence and reforged into weapons loyal to the Table. At eighteen, blood heirs of the underworld and select outsiders are admitted. For three grueling years, they are taught not only the arts of killing—combat, poisons, firearms, and strategy—but also the subtler weapons of etiquette, negotiation, espionage, and the codes that govern the Table’s dominion.

"Exactly. Rules. Without them, we'd live with the animals." - Winston Scott
Each year unlocks new privileges: access to contracts, mentorships with seasoned killers, and knowledge of secrets buried deep within the underworld. Graduation is earned only through survival. To fail is to vanish; to endure is to emerge as a sanctioned assassin, permitted to operate beneath one’s own name, family crest, and coin.

"How you do anything is how you do everything." - Marquis

It has been scarcely two years since Wick’s rebellion, and the Academy now thrives. Its halls are filled with heirs of bloodlines older than nations and newcomers desperate to carve their names into legend. Yet whispers haunt the corridors. Some believe another Baba Yaga will rise from within. Others insist the Academy itself is nothing more than gilded chains, binding loyalty through fear. And a few, in hushed defiance, wonder if Wick’s legacy was never rebellion at all—but freedom.

"Fools talk. Cowards are silent. But wise men listen.": - Koji Shimazu

In the end, the Academy is where it all begins, and where all power is bound by oaths and bloodlines.

'Those who cling to death, live. Those who cling to life, die." - Caine