[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
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Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jan 11, 2016 19:45:55 GMT -8
Seawalls of Greyhaven
The Seawalls of Greyhaven have protected this land for many years from invaders from the sea. The only way to reach this city by sea is by small paddleboats. The only cavern there is on this Seawall that is big enough for large ships is protected by the Phoenix Imperium Royal Navy. And troublemakers can expect to be caught by bunkers in the side of the cliffs with enchanted ballista and archers with fiery arrows.
The air here is nippy, as it sits not too far from a frozen tundra. The skies tend to stay cloudy and rain is regular. The people here have learned to make use of the sea for the vast majority of the food. Despite the rough look of the people beyond these Seawalls are very welcoming.
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 22, 2016 23:04:20 GMT -8
Invaders would indeed have much trouble scaling the cliffs in an amphibious assault on Greyhaven.
It would seem strange, then, to any outsiders who witnessed the coming spectacle--a fleet of naval ships, bearing the new flags of Goraia, appeared on the horizon. Growing closer and closer, it seemed the people of Greyhaven had been prepared for such an event. While not everyone left their homes, those who desired to resettle or join with their leader Wolfgang would eventually board the ships with their belongings and families... all had been approved by Wolfgang as a cargo operation, though any Phoenix State naval resistance to what eventually unfolded to be the truth of mass exodus, would be met with firm military response in kind. Reinforcements awaited just beyond the visible horizon.
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Feb 25, 2016 17:33:41 GMT -8
A single hawk flew through the air, bearing witness to the spectacle of ships looming on the horizon.
Somewhere a few miles away, a young fair skinned woman, originally from the Saskatoon clan, was sitting on a grassy plain in deep meditation. In her mind, she saw the clouds, the cool air, the glistening waters...
Her brow furrowed however when she saw the ships. The flag appeared to be a corrupted version of the civilization of Medan.
"... I didn't think they'd come to us instead."
The young woman groaned and sat up. She stretched her back. "Well, better tell Sangilak and the others." She climbed onto her nearby pet buffalo, a horned, dark striped creature.
After several minutes the hawk would return from its flight and sit on her shoulder.
"Our lands are just east of them. They had better be safe. Dammit Zaltos, always at war..."
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