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.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
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 Apr 11, 2016 9:00:36 GMT -8
Madame Naoki turns as Poros enters the room, a single rolled scroll held in one hand. She returns his nod of greeting, though with slightly less enthusiasm.
“Ah, Poros, good to see you. Alphabetize the contexts of those two piles onto that shelf by last name of submitter, if you would.”
Using the scroll as a pointer, Naoki indicates the piles of documents and shelf she’s referring to.
“Those are all of the tax returns submitted in the first year of The Free City’s operation. At this point, they’re essentially useless to us, so we’re not going to bother organizing them further quite yet. By the time you’re finished with that, I’ll probably be finished sorting out the second year’s returns, and then we can sort those.”
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 11, 2016 11:36:17 GMT -8
Artemis enters the room soundlessly, bearing a silver and black china tea service. After clearing some scrolls, she sets it on the desk, and pours three cups. One of them receives a sizable portion of cream and sugar, and is placed before Naoki.
"How would you like your tea, Mr. Welchion?" she inquires.
After preparing his tea, she makes her own cup, with a very small amount of sugar and no cream, and finds a seat on a small, ink-spattered stool, where she sits demurely and sips her drink.
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
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Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 12, 2016 5:11:20 GMT -8
"Certainly, ma'am!" Poros walked over to the piles of scrolls and quickly fashioned some placeholders for potential future markings of where a certain letter started and ended. After a few dozen scrolls Poros found it hard to keep track of everything, having to go through the alphabet every time he wanted to place a scroll. Not even mentioning some of the weird letters Elves, Gnomes and other creatures used in their names. He ended up writing the entire alphabet on the placeholders, placeholder one was A, placeholder two was B and so on...
He sometimes glared over to miss Naoki. Something was off about her today. She must have decided he was not worth her time or something. He didn't care, not today. He did his job as best he could and would not lose this shot at a better life because his heart told him to make everyone love him. Poros tried to catch Naoki's eyes a few times from the position he was working, but he either had no luck or she cared even less than him at this point.
He was pondering many things while sorting this mess out. After all, this was a job she could have used an ogre for. As little as he wanted Naoki to feel at ease with him, he knew what was coming and he could use all the allies he could get.
Artemis was suddenly beside him, he was so lost in thought he hadn't noticed her approaching. It is not usual to hear Artemis approaching anyway but that was neither here nor there. "Ack! Gods, why do you do this, Artemis? Oh tea? Right, sure... Uh, a small amount of sugar will suffice, thank you."
Both of them had seemed lifesavers just yesterday, while today he figured something had changed. Poros imagined it was his attitude towards causing nightmares in dreams or real life, he didn't know. He only knew that nowhere was safe.
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 12, 2016 9:01:12 GMT -8
A smirk flits over Artemis's face as Poros starts. Moving quietly was a crucial skill for any covert combatant worth their salt, but there were some fringe benefits. Startling unwary people was one of them.
Poros seemed rather pensive today, moreso than the boredom of sorting papers would generally warrant. She makes a mental note to observe his moods carefully. Naoki was going to be spending a good deal of time proximal to him, and if his mental state was unstable, that would have to be dealt with as soon as possible - with whatever degree of intervention necessary.
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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.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
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 Apr 12, 2016 13:00:33 GMT -8
After she sees Poros started on his task, Naoki returns her gaze to the bookshelf before her, though her focus is elsewhere. Her hands move systematically, silently and efficiently sorting the documents from the shelf into piles. Though the paper pass before her eyes, she does truly see them, or retain the information contained within for longer than is necessary to make the binary decision of which pile to sort them into.
Presently, she remembers the tea, and seats herself in the room’s chair. Her eyes drill into a spot on the floor as she takes sip after sip. Soon enough, the teacup is drained, and Naoki only realizes after attempting to sip twice to no avail. Absently, she returns the empty cup to its saucer on the desk and rises to return to her sorting. Though she is aware of his presence, Poros’ glares go unnoticed, Naoki simply continues to function, sorting document after document. All the while, her earring glimmers and shines incessantly, purple light occasionally playing across whatever years-old tax return she’s considering.
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 13, 2016 5:36:25 GMT -8
The tea close by, Poros continued working. At first he took a few sips of the tea, a great tea at that. He never stopped organizing, just take five seconds to have a little taste of the tea. Later he seemed to forget the tea was there. Still half a cup close to him. He worked through the first stack of scrolls, putting names together wasn't hard. Only when the name said 'Welchion'.
Poros halted work for a second as he would have to start the second pile. He saw the half - empty cup and drank from it. It was a lot colder but still drinkable. He sighed and took a look around the treasury.
"How protected is this place?" He didn't want to shout. He did wonder though.
Protected enough probably. Naoki seemed busy, so Poros nervously went to Artemis whenever he did see her.
"Artemis, question, what kind of magical protection is around the Citadel? Or, you know, the treasury in general?"
There was no immediate reason to panic, but the message left in his new home told him enough. They knew where he was, it was quite possible for them to just come and snatch him from anywhere when he wasn't sleeping.
"Is it okay for me to put up some magical glyphs down in case of no magical protection or is this something I should discuss with Mrs. Faraway?"
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 13, 2016 7:02:31 GMT -8
Artemis has been sitting in her chair, the gem on her choker glimmering from time to time, her tea long since consumed. She quirks an eyebrow at his question, as mental pieces fall into place. So he was feeling nervous about something. Interesting.
"The wards of the citadel are very significant, but they are primarily passive in nature. From what I can determine, they have a strong defensive effect against attacks or hostile entry from the outside. Once inside the radius, I don't sense any active intervention components. They would likely call the guards at a hostile action, although what that trigger level of hostility might be, or the response time, I cannot say."
"As for the treasury specifically, it is protected by its own private suite of wards, with a similar nature. It does additionally possess a passive monitoring effect, however, cataloging the entry and exit times of those accessing the vault, and this office. Your typical set of protection magics on the vault itself, too, I would imagine. I wouldn't know, I haven't exactly tried to break in," she says with a smirk.
"Modifications to the wards would have to go through the Conjunction or the Enclave," she continues, "as the facilities themselves are not under the jurisdiction of the Treasury department."
Here, she fixes Poros with a searching gaze. "Now, why do you ask?"
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 14, 2016 6:38:26 GMT -8
"I see, so a very potent magical defence with no real way to stop angelic creatures or anything like that? Or no, there probably is, some sort of barrier right, that's good." Poros had almost turned around when Artemis asked the question.
"I, uh, You can say I'm expecting visitors." He smiled but not quite. "If the wards are stronger here they would not want to surprise me here, they would do it somewhere else. So it is nothing important." He shrugged. "Even if they did, your boss would be in no danger. Poros pointed at the second stack of scrolls. "I'll just go and do that..." he nodded very nervously.
He still didn't know what to make of Artemis but for some reason he decided asking her would be better than asking Naoki. Not that he didn't realize she would not know in less than 5 minutes. He just felt more comfortable with a person who stayed exactly who she was. Naoki hadn't only been avoiding every question he threw at her non work related, she was also waay too nice for the majority of the time. Those other moments she seemed darker than himself.
Poros started on the second pile of scrolls. On the woodwork behind the scrolls he would write a name, very gently. No one who wouldn't look for it would find it. Just to make him feel more at ease.
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 14, 2016 7:51:52 GMT -8
Artemis calls out after Poros as he turns to go back to his work, an icy undercurrent lurking in her carefully neutral tone. "You would do well to elaborate very clearly on the nature of your guest, Mr. Welchion. You are working in the presence of the most important woman in Isra, and it is not your place to judge whether or not your expected 'visitor' poses a threat to her security."
She shifts in her chair, any tones of relaxation disappearing in an instant.
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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.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
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 Apr 14, 2016 15:05:14 GMT -8
As Artemis calls out, Naoki is roused to a state of full alertness. The glimmering of her earring slows noticeably, her ears swiveling to face Artemis and Poros. She glances between the two, and mentally catches up to the state of the conversation. A troubling development, yes, but Artemis had already asked the important question. All that’s left for Naoki to do is look to Poros for his answer.
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 15, 2016 16:30:15 GMT -8
After scratching the name, he looked up. It was nice to see that Artemis took her job very seriously. However, if they decided to come and get him... There would be no stopping them with the current wards.
"Very well, you want elaboration?" Poros walked back over to Artemis. "These people are not interested in Madame Naoki, so she is safe. In the case that there would be problems, I would vouch for her, so she would be safe. In the case that madame Naoki or you go to far in the eyes of the Angel, my magics would keep them at bay, so she would be safe." Poros had been talking louder and louder to Artemis. He looked her in the eyes. Then averted his gaze to the ground and whispered.
"I apologise, there was no reason to be that loud." He took Artemis by the arm, gently but with clear purpose.
He whispered: "No one of your midnight sun managed to make it to my new home. When I came there after the lovely dinner yesterday, I found runes scorched on the table. I know of only one person who would show interest in me and uses runes like that. She is an angel of justice and works together with a guy whose basic ability is to tear through planes. If they come, they're coming for me, let me die and you'll be fine."
"I still hope they won't visit here, though... It'd be bad if any of you two lovely ladies got caught between our little struggle." Poros winked at Artemis, then courteously took her hand and bowed. "Again, apologies for a minute ago" Then released her hand and went back over to his workspace, one glare going towards Naoki, to see what she was doing.
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 16, 2016 6:38:14 GMT -8
Artemis rebuffs his attempt to take her hand. When she speaks, her voice has dropped all pretense of neutrality, and the syllables cut through the air like the bite of winter. "I don't believe you understand me, Mr. Welchion, so allow me to outline your position. You have just pronounced that you are being hunted by a being capable of penetrating the wards here, you work in this space alongside the most important woman in Isra, and you state that you are the only one who would be endangered by this being, but are evasive as to why, and are attempting to avoid the subject entirely. You are currently a risk. Unless you explain, very precisely, who is hunting you, why they are hunting you, and why they are a threat only to you, you will continue to be a risk."
Artemis skewers Poros with a steely gaze. "I don't like risks."
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 16, 2016 17:15:39 GMT -8
Poros turned around to Artemis again. "No, you should have rephrased that. You don't like me." Poros walked over to the scrolls he had already placed away in the closet. He took one and walked back to Artemis.
"You don't like clarity out of fear of your master and friend. I understand and respect that." Poros handed Artemis the scroll. The scroll itself had a big name on it. Opening would reveal tax returns for big projects. The name on the scroll spelled W - E - L - C - H - I - O - N.
"However, My siblings do not know her, nor care for her, like you don't care for me." Poros smiled. "How much do you want me to stay alive?" He waited very expectantly for 2 seconds. "That is how much they would want to harm others that happen to be near. My siblings are powerful, not crazy."
Poros slowly took the scroll bak out of Artemis' hands. "I pledged myself to Naoki, maybe some trust would be nice. I understand you can't after one day but really..."
He taks the scroll, closes it up carefully if Artemis would've opened it and returned to work on the second batch of scrolls.
Poros loudly says something directed at Artemis while working: "I'm not even sure they are hunting me, I just got an eerie message and knowing my sister, that's bad news."
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 16, 2016 17:50:50 GMT -8
Artemis's voice returns to a more conversational tone. "Let me tell you a few little stories, Mr. Welchion. Recently, the Madame and I took a carriage ride with some of our associates. On this journey, we encountered a dragon measuring over four kilometers long. At the end of the encounter, it fled, power broken and measuring a little more than 100 meters. One of our employees was attacked by a demon who I understand to be very high in the line of succession to the position of Demonlord of Wrath. Our man survived, his assailant was driven off. During Red Fletcher's attack on Isra, the Midnight Sun was attacked by a literal archangel, who attempted to kill one of our employees. That archangel's wing feathers now grace several sinfully comfortable pairs of my undergarments."
"We take care of our own, and you now fall under that group. Nonetheless, we do expect that those we protect will be forthright with us. If you are holding back information for fear of casting ill light on your siblings, you need not do so. We are not the Justice Department. If you do not know the information, you need only say that. However, the Madame, and the Midnight Sun, require a clear picture of the situation in order to act, and will not take action without that picture unless absolutely necessary. I am exempt from that rule. It is my job to make snap decisions as required to ensure the absolute minimum level of threat to the Madame. You are entirely correct in your assessment that I don't like you, or trust you. It's not you specifically, I simply don't like or trust anyone; It's my business not to. Do you understand my position?"
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 18, 2016 1:35:09 GMT -8
"I do" Poros put away one of the scrolls in its intended place. "I understand your position very well and I am touched by your intents to protect me," he said while his face was almost as indifferent as Artemis'. He put away one of the scrolls under the letter 'D'.
"Now can I ask you a very serious question?" Another found it's rightful place among the scrolls. "How do you, yourself or your organisation, act when one of your own... No, if Madame Naoki's daughter would turn her back on her and the organisation and go to work for a rival organisation that has the possibility of dismantling the Midnight Sun? What would your organisation do then? Well, if Naoki was more heartless..." Several more scrolls found their way into their designated spots in the closets.
He left Artemis enough time to overthink this. "The real problem is that my father knows quite well how to pull the angel's strings. With her in charge of my sister, my sister cannot react. So striking her down would be falsely executing my sister." Poros looked away.
"I don't care how dangerous the angel can be, I'm not hurting my sister. That, and talent of course, is why I decided to let my focus be psychic magic. Only when the angel gives control over to my sister she can avoid it, making it a win win situation for me." Three more scrolls were added to the place where it said 'R'.
"My brother is different. The only thing he is loyal to is women. The angel being a, believe me, fine specimen of the female race he is often entranced by her and will do whatever she says. Don't get me wrong, he's not a smoothtalker, he's just... Syl, I guess." The stack had been lowered to about two thirds of what there used to be and Poros stopped putting away scrolls for a time.
"This is what I wanted to do if they did come here. Just so you get the full picture. They come here to take me away, fine. It's going to happen anyway, maybe I can reason with father. They came here to take me away and kill everyone that helped me. Not so good, I would point out to my brother that you are my friends," Poros looked Artemis up and down, "Yes, you heard me and that killing you would erase any possibility of getting my trust back. This would also point you lovely ladies out to my brother which inclines him to take my side. In theory at least. If that failed, I have a small fear trap in place which would hopefully turn the angel into my sister again. It would hurt her a little bit but she has become used to my magics from overusing them on her when we were smaller." Poros grabbed another scroll and turned to the big wooden shelves.
"That is all I know and all information I can give you. My family acts as its own group with five formidable people defending it and a small army at its command. I know that would be the ones they send, though... Father is too preoccupied with exploiting refugees and normal folk and mother is probably having her own weird fun. Since I am the third one in that list that leaves only two and they would at least make a possible fight two on one."
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 18, 2016 10:48:21 GMT -8
Artemis listens to him in silence, nodding when he is finished. The hypothetical is pointedly ignored. Artemis already knows the answer. There's no point at the moment in letting him know that.
"That leaves only one question, then. Why are they hunting you? I gather from what you have said that you have the potential to bring down what your family has built. How would you accomplish this, and why would you do so?"
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
___________
Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
__________
Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on Apr 20, 2016 3:13:09 GMT -8
"I thought you and Naoki talked?" Poros crossed his arms. "I have already mentioned to Madame Naoki that a part of the merchant's guild is conspiring against her and the treasury to pay next to no taxes. There are other things I can tell about them that would leave them in sore shoes instead of the well - regarded family they are now."
Poros tapped his fingers on his chin. "But I assume the family just wants me to come back, whatever my motivations for it may be. Once a Welchion, always a Welchion they say. I think I have gone past friendly conversations with my father, though."
He took another scroll and placed it under 'W'. "The how is easy, the why more difficult. For instance, your words were carefully chosen. I have the potential to bring down what my family has built. I am not interested in using it. Not yet, anyway."
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Apr 20, 2016 5:55:18 GMT -8
Artemis suppresses a flash of irritation. Getting answers from this man was like pulling teeth. She asks another set of questions, "Why do you not wish to bring them down yet, and what would move you to do so?"
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Poros Welchion
Established
Under the protection of Madame Naoki, for being an 'asset' to her. Life is great
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 24
Physical Description: Brown medium long hair, blue eyes, cleanly shaven.
1m79 tall and quite slender for a man of his position.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears nice clothes, as the son of a wealthy merchant.
Has a sword which he is adept at using, he just doesn't like to.
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Player's online availability : not too often, just started, I'll see (CET)
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 23:47:00 GMT -8
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Post by Poros Welchion on May 3, 2016 11:02:45 GMT -8
Poros chuckled.
"I believe that our boss would know that knowledge is power" He looked over to Naoki. "I'm quite certain that she would use this knowledge in her way. However, right now I am just a pawn in her game. No, I don't even exist in her game right now. I am a working force she tolerates." Grinning at Artemis' irritation he takes a few large steps to stand close to her, just close enough to pierce her personal space. His eyes turn glossy and Artemis would suspect him to start crying.
"I am tired of being treated as no one, Artemis. I... I want to be someone... I want to be more than a pain. I want to mean more to you." Poros grabbed her right hand with both of his. Marry me Artemis!"
"Ow sheesh, that is just weird." a familiar male voice would appear from much further than she saw him. It sounded much like Poros'.
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Jom Welchion
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 19
Physical Description: She was once blonde, but the blood of her enemies has stained her hair so it is more of an orange color. She is about 5'5 with a face that is often mistaken for friendly. Her blue eyes try to watch everything around her.
Clothes and Equipment: Opting for platemail over the more useless armors most female warriors wear for protection. She does not use the upper legs for better agility and dexterity. Most of the time she wears nice ruby colored robes underneath them. In the end she is still a part of one of the wealthiest families in Isra. Her sword 'Volujin' was made by dwarven grand master smiths. Tailored to her balance, tailored to her need for bigger and stronger enemies the runic magics within the sword even carve through dragon scales like butter. After all, only then does it become a fair fight.
Player's online availability : often? idk
Registered: Mar 1, 2016 10:08:00 GMT -8
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Post by Jom Welchion on May 6, 2016 6:33:27 GMT -8
A voice would whisper in Poros' ear. A soft womanly voice that talked to him in warmth.
"Stop annoying the ladies, I know you're not comfortable. She didn't do anything wrong, take your fate in your own hands." The voice would shift to his other ear. "I wonder if you realize how little you bleed."
The voice would shift to Artemis. The voice seemed to walk around her if this was even possible. "Do not be alarmed, he doesn't wish to hurt you. He feels threatened, that's why he does stupid things. My name is Jomflipo and I am at your service to help you stop the damage his magic caused. He needs guidance, not punishment. His heart is pure, his past is ugly. Please let it go. Please guide him. If not... I don't know where he will end up."
as fast as the voice came, it disappeared again.
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