King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Jan 27, 2016 18:44:19 GMT -8
The kings smile disappears as Highlan speaks. The king turns his gaze on the older man.
"I am not speaking to you, I am speaking to her."
Renaux nods indicating Ahremen.
"So far as I know, manners still dictate that you wait to be addressed, before speaking in the presence of royalty. If you wished to speak for your group... You should have spoken first."
Renaux once again turns to address Ahremen.
"As I said you are free to visit Travére, and make a case for your religion. The palace is a more appropriate venue for this discussion."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 23:50:40 GMT -8
Edward, and Reuna Laurént popped into existence inside the little bakery. The time mages tares around confused, this was not Reuna's tower. That was odd he didn't make mistakes. What could possibly have brought them here. He scours through his magical knowledge, trying to come up with a theory. He begins to think aloud, ignoring the bakers who are staring at them shocked. "Hrmm, we are clearly off course. Not by a wide margin though, this is Glaçage's Baked Goods in Bayonné. I can think of two possible explanation, though a combination of both is likely. First my glasses limit my time sight, which might have thrown of my aim. Second we were making physical contact. Our physical connection, would allow your magics to intermingle with mine. If we shared the same subconscious desire, it would further thrown me off. But why a cake shop? I don't want cake at the moment, the only thing I want is to spend more ti..." Oh, oh dear. Edward releases Reu's hands and coughs. Trying once again to hide his blush. "Er, I mean yes I want cakes. We must both want dessert. It is the only explanation." |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 12, 2016 0:03:02 GMT -8
Reuna looked around, and was immediately bewildered at the realization that they weren't in her tower. Her brow crinkled as she tried to puzzle out why Edward had brought them here.. until she realized the time mage was just as confused as she was. When he began to theorize aloud, her features carefully blanked into a smooth, emotionless mask. Ah. So her subconscious desire to stay with him, despite her current rampant self-loathing, had coincided with his wish for the same.. and had disrupted his magic to bring them here.
With her hands released, Reuna forced a smile and turned toward the no doubt concerned bakers, and addressed them. "Hello. May we have two of your most delicious chocolate cake items, please?" The bakers seemed to understand this, at least, and quickly moved about. Soon two small plates were being placed before them, adorned with tiny chocolate cakes, topped with dark chocolate frosting and a single strawberry, then drizzled with milk chocolate. "Thank you very much." Taking both of the little cakes, she moved toward a vacant table and sat down, placing one of the plates before herself, and the other in front of the chair across from her.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 12, 2016 16:07:46 GMT -8
Edward slides into the seat across from Reuna. He is part embarrassed, part giddy. Even if she was having doubts right now, on some level she wanted to spend more time with him. Every little bit of confirmation that maybe, just maybe, she might love him back sent him over the moon. His embarrassment soon washes away. It was hard not to be happy, when he sat across from the woman he loved. He digs into the cake, finding it oddly lack luster.
"I think I prefer the strawberry cake, you and Gavin made the other day."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 12, 2016 22:40:31 GMT -8
Taking a bite of the little cake, Reuna sighed. It was quite tasty, but her current mood made it hard to appreciate. Still, she was able to smile at Edward when he mentioned the cake made by herself and his son the other day. "I'll have to make it again sometime, then." Her gaze lowered back to the cake as her smile faded. She was trying so hard not to bring their date down any further, but she was torn between the desire to spend more time with him, and the urge to hide herself away in her tower and struggle with her negative emotions.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 9:22:52 GMT -8
Edward fidgets in his seat. He can sense Reuna's rapidly declining mood, but doesn't know how to change it. Did she simply need time and space? Or was it better for him to force the issue. He tries to think of a topic. Once that would be safe, light hearted, maybe distract her from her negative thoughts.
"So... What are the odds, that Gavin terrorized Roy into submission?"
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 10:21:09 GMT -8
The question caught her with a mouthful of cake, and she had to quickly withdraw the fork and raise her free hand to cover her mouth as she giggled. She had immediately pictured them returning to her tower to find poor Roy bound to a chair and looking disheveled, as Gavin ran around him waving a wooden sword. Oh, that mental image was far too entertaining. As she finished chewing and swallowed, her hand fell, revealing a smile. "I think the chances are good. Roy is a level-headed young man, and far too easily cowed. I'm willing to bet Gavin has the poor boy frazzled and refusing to ever watch him again."
There were only a couple of bites of her little cake left, and Reuna took her time slicing into the remaining bit of chocolate goodness, pushing the bit of cake around on her plate before spearing it with her fork. "We really should find him a playmate. I've noticed that not many of the other mages at the Academy seem to have children, however, nor do they appear to be terribly interested in having them. I wonder why that is."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 14:41:58 GMT -8
Edward flashes Reu a relieved smile. He had picked a safe topic, fantastic. Hopefully he could draw her further out of her negativity, before they returned hom... To her tower. He mentally chastised himself. No matter how right it felt in his heart, he shouldn't think of her tower as home. He hadn't won her yet, and he had to plan for the worst. His smile only wavered slightly, and he thought about her question.
"Hmmm, I think it is because the school employees only the best. When it comes to magic the best tend to be obsessed. Focused on it to the exclusion of all others. I was like that in my youth. I could barely remember to feed myself, or sleep. One time I passed out in the library, slept through it closing. Of course it was the weekend so I was stuck inside for two days. I ate a portion of a sofa I got so hungry."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 14:59:06 GMT -8
Falling silent as she prodded the last piece of her little cake, Reuna listened as he spoke. It was true. She was quite good at what she did, and she had been obsessed in her younger years.. although that was mostly due to a desire to never be powerless again, never let herself be put back into chains and... She bustled those thoughts out of her mind, or rather was forced to as Edward confessed to.. eating part of a sofa. "That is truly the definition of 'desperate times call for desperate measures'. I suppose you were a bit more careful after that?"
She was procrastinating on eating that last piece of cake, and she knew it. Her own emotions confused her. She wanted to be around Edward, but she also wanted to be hidden away, alone, in her tower, to try and sort out her feelings toward him.. but thinking of her tower made her think of her bed, and how she wanted-- Clamping down on that thought, Reuna tried very hard not to blush as she finally ate that last piece of tiny cake, savoring it while she set the fork down and folded her hands in her lap.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 18:04:30 GMT -8
"You would think I would have been but no. I just started carrying food in my pockets."
Edward chuckles at the memories of a youth spent in academia. He had changed much since then, and he hoped to change more. Then he ate the last piece of his cake. Right, it was over now. Time to go back to her tower. Relieve Roy of the tyranny of Gavin. He gets to his feet, and hesitates.
"I suppose we should return now..."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 18:09:36 GMT -8
That bit of information drew another laugh from her, those fine lines at the corner of her eyes visible as those amethyst hues crinkled mirthfully. "Of course, you would simply go with the pragmatic solution." When Edward consumed the last of his cake and stood, reality set in. Oh, right. Gavin and Roy. Poor Roy probably did need saving right about now. Despite the brief expression of disappointment that flickered across her features, Reuna stood as well.
"You're right.. we probably should." Moving closer to him, Reuna took his hands, looking up into Edward's gaze. It was obviously difficult, but she mustered a hopeful tone as she gazed up at him, her eyes alight with a timid happiness. "..Perhaps.. we could go out again, soon..?" Even if she couldn't love him.. she wanted to see him happy. If courting her made him happy.. she could live with that.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 18:37:20 GMT -8
Edward sighs slightly disappointed. Perhaps he should have asked her, if she wanted to walk to the harbor. Then she is holding his hands. She ask a question that make his heat beat faster. She wanted to go out again! He hadn't screwed up! He had felt like things were going well, but the confirmation made him sag with relief.
"I would love that."
Then he popped them both out of existence, time to see the damage.
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Empress Naoki
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Roleplay posts: 2,238
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Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jul 27, 2016 22:58:28 GMT -8
[Enter with Artemis, Skarlet, Elizabeth Finch, and St. George] Leading her group around the streets of Bayonne as they wait for the governor to finish with his lunch break, one of the passing shops catches Naoki’s eye. Raising a hand to indicate that she’s stopping, she does, turning to face and examine the shop more closely. “ Cakes,” she says, stating the obvious. “Lots and lots of little cakes. Let’s have some cakes, shall we?” With that, she moves to the door, proceeding through, but holding it open for whoever comes directly behind her. Once inside, she nods once to the shopkeeper, before moving all the way over to one side and beginning to eye up the selection. She reflects for a moment on something she once said, “I’m terribly indecisive in that way, [...] choosing between multiple seemingly equally attractive options, without any clear way to determine the ideal one to choose.”
The statement still holds true, she muses silently as she continues to eye up the selection. So many damn cakes. |
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jul 28, 2016 1:19:21 GMT -8
Liz digs through St. George's saddlebags and comes out with a large bag of jangling items, likely gold. She knew better than to carry that much money around, especially in the City of Bayonne, but anybody stupid enough to go through a griffin's saddlebags...well, they tended to get what they deserved.
She walked in to the bakery, taking in everything and making a decision before anyone else could after she noted the indecision on Naoki's face.
"Can we get two of everything please? It all looks so good and I don't think we would be able to decide what we wanted."
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The Godmother
Committed
Roleplay posts: 60
Age: 38
Physical Description: The Godmother is tall and lithe with red hair and a pretty face; a beauty in every sense of the word. She has a very persuasive smile, and is never seen frowning. The constant use of pure fairy dust has made her look fairly young for her age.
Clothes and Equipment: Extremely fancy clothing, imported all the way from Katashima. The Godmother carries a long, thin knife (poisoned) and a pouch of fairy dust wherever she goes.
Registered: Dec 5, 2015 10:11:14 GMT -8
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Post by The Godmother on Jul 29, 2016 20:53:35 GMT -8
The Godmother stepped into the shop, high heels clicking sharply against the tile as she walked. As she walked through the door, she spotted the cat-eared woman and stopped. She wasn't sure, but the woman perfectly matched the descriptions she'd heard of High Lady Naoki of Isra. From what she remembered of the reports, High Lady Naoki was always accompanied by several bodyguards, and was not to be trifled with. She stepped into line behind the group, smiling politely at them. Eventually, she decided that it might be interesting to talk to a woman who held so much power, all on her own.
"Excuse me, but are you all from Isra? I couldn't help but note your accents."
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jul 31, 2016 16:08:09 GMT -8
Being addressed, Naoki swivels about on the heel of one foot to face the woman behind her, politely raising an inquisitive eyebrow. She’s an interesting sort, Naoki thinks. Dressed very well to be standing alone in a cake shop in Bayonne. Idly, Naoki wonders what the woman would look like without the silk, bent over one of these display cases. The image brings a slight smirk to her lips, but she dismisses it promptly. When she responds, it is after a moment’s delay, and with a carefully ponderous sort of tone, as if she isn’t quite sure in which direction The Godmother intends to take the conversation, or why she’s even begun it at all.
“We are, yes. Passing through on our way to Travere.”
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Jul 31, 2016 16:51:22 GMT -8
Skarlet eyes the different cakes, wondering what kind would taste good to her. When the red haired woman entered the shop, Skarlet eyed her suspiciously. She points at a cake though, "I'll have this, I recognize some of the ingredients as something I can taste."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 20, 2024 8:41:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 16:52:40 GMT -8
Liz digs through St. George's saddlebags and comes out with a large bag of jangling items, likely gold. She knew better than to carry that much money around, especially in the City of Bayonne, but anybody stupid enough to go through a griffin's saddlebags...well, they tended to get what they deserved. She walked in to the bakery, taking in everything and making a decision before anyone else could after she noted the indecision on Naoki's face. "Can we get two of everything please? It all looks so good and I don't think we would be able to decide what we wanted." The store owner, Mr. Glaçage, smiled warmly at the group and nodded. They looked as though they could pay. It seemed that he would be making bank off of these lovely tourists. "Of course! Two of everything it is! Let me just box them up for you." He began carefully packing the cakes into a large, ornate cardboard box. Once he finished, he looked up and spotted the Godmother. His face turned pale, and he stood up straight. "Oh! Good evening, ma'am! Can I help you with anything today?" |
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Aug 1, 2016 3:21:05 GMT -8
She handed over the appropriate amount of gold to the cashier as she took the box, it was heavier than she had expected.
"Thank you very much, have a nice day."
She noted the man's reaction to the Godmother walking in to the bakery, a curious one certainly. She didn't look very dangerous, except about the eyes, they had a very dangerous look about them. She kept a careful eye on the woman as she selected one of the cakes at random from the box and began to eat it.
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The Godmother
Committed
Roleplay posts: 60
Age: 38
Physical Description: The Godmother is tall and lithe with red hair and a pretty face; a beauty in every sense of the word. She has a very persuasive smile, and is never seen frowning. The constant use of pure fairy dust has made her look fairly young for her age.
Clothes and Equipment: Extremely fancy clothing, imported all the way from Katashima. The Godmother carries a long, thin knife (poisoned) and a pouch of fairy dust wherever she goes.
Registered: Dec 5, 2015 10:11:14 GMT -8
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Post by The Godmother on Aug 1, 2016 8:43:07 GMT -8
The Godmother smiled at the baker, pausing to touch up her bright red lipstick before responding. She enjoyed cakes, and took her time when making her choice.
"I'll have one of those pink ones, Mr. Glaçage. Just a small one. I'm watching my figure, after all."
As the baker boxed up a very small and very pink cake, the Godmother turned back to Naoki and the others. They certainly were an...interesting group.
"Only passing through? Why not linger for a while? There's plenty of fun to be had in Bayonne, and you don't look to be the sort of people who're held to a schedule. If I had to guess, I'd say that you were the type of women that people wait for."
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