Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Feb 24, 2016 11:14:50 GMT -8
"Huh?"
Vain stares at Basacial blankly.
"I don't have an apartment! I moved..."
He continues to stare until something clicks.
"Oh! You bought the building! And you thought I'd been living there? No, I moved out to Carmela Island, up topside. Then I moved to Andraste's place."
Gesturing vaguely in the direction of Isra, he adds:
"In the Conjunction of Isra. Didn't you know that? I didn't know you bought the building. I guess I was...uh...busy."
Thinking back to the day he was supposed to be evicted, Vain remembers exactly what he was doing: hiding from an angry king. Who knew that woman was actually the queen of Solaria?
"Sorry about that, buddy. I had no idea. Thanks for the help, though. I never knew you cared that much!"
He grins and hugs Basacial again.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Feb 28, 2016 23:50:40 GMT -8
Andraste can't help but give a little half smile at the antics of the two friends. They are such polar opposites. It just goes to show how little such things really matter when it comes to friendship, she supposes. "Mm. I do not doubt you have known him longer than I. However, I do not find that most have the patience for his ridiculousness as I do," responds Andraste placidly.
In any case, she hangs back for the moment, staying silent as the two demons work out their differences. She opens her tome and begins to read over the various new incantations she's inscribed there, engraving them into her mind as she waits for Vain to...well, do whatever it is his purpose here is.
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Feb 29, 2016 12:01:47 GMT -8
Basacial very nearly throttles Vain. Indeed the mutt might have done so, if he wasn't being hugged. Instead he awkwardly pats the incubus on the back. He is now holding the pen still, torn between his fondness for Vain, and an overwhelming urge to murder him. Fortunately this wasn't an unusual state of affairs, when dealing with his friend.
"Vain as I said the next time you move, tell me. If you don't I am charging you back rent, after thirty years it will be steep. Now did you need something in particular, or did you just want to chat?"
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Feb 29, 2016 12:11:36 GMT -8
Vain thinks for a moment, tapping his chin in an exaggerated manner.
"Well...really, I'm just here to say hi. And it's a good thing, too. I would have never known that you thought I was living back in the circle of lust."
Sipping his drink, he stretches and yawns.
"You're always so nice to me, Basacial. Hmm...oh, what's going on down below? I haven't been there, for obvious reasons."
He squeezes Andraste.
"Anything cool happen? Anyone get overthrown?"
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Feb 29, 2016 12:52:51 GMT -8
Basacial returns to his chair, sighing in irritation. Vain just didn't understand, what it meant to have a job. Basacial indicates that the incubus, should sit in the chair across from him. He should put like a collar on Vain, or a mark. Just someway to keep track of the incubus. He enjoyed Vain's company, at least when he was prepared for it. When Vain should up unannounced, it was so much harded not to murder the incubus.
"Maelik rose to grace, or at the very least he is trying. He has been supplanted by Zuu. I am in the final stages of my own coup, in the circle of Greed. I am already the richest demon in hell, and soon I will be among the, if not the most powerful demon. What about you, what have you been up to? Besides being placed on a mortals leash? Would you like me to fix that by the way?"
As he says the last part, he begins drawing in demonic energy. First rule of fighting, never fight fair. In close quarters tearing her head off would be easy, but always good to have a bit of magic ready.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Feb 29, 2016 13:01:31 GMT -8
Vain's eyes widen.
"Really? Uncle Mae? I just saw him a little while ago! He lives in Isra too! He was uprooted? And who's Zuu?"
He shrugs. He'll have to poke Uncle Mae about this. When Basacial offers to deal with Andraste, he chuckles.
"Oh...no. It's fine. I don't mind. There's no need for that."
Laying a calming hand on Basacial's shoulder, he continues:
"I like being around her. It's nice. So...what are you going to do as demonlord?"
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Fol-lu, Skywarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 123
Age: Pretty Dang Old
Physical Description: Fol-lu has two forms, one which is his human form. In this form, he appears as an elegant looking man standing at an even 6’0’’ with long black hair. This is only his preferred mortal form, however, and he can take others if need be.
His draconic form is is that of an enormous feathered dragon, with a gleaming golden gem (the Dragon's Tear) embedded in his forehead, just between two golden eyes. The gem radiates with magical power, granted only to the Skywarden. The Skywarden's true form is roughly 200 feet long, and it is in this form that he is most powerful. He has the ability to decrease the size of this form at will.
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Clothes and Equipment: Fol-lu wears whatever is appropriate for the situation, whether that be a garb of silken finery or a set of comfortable traveling clothes. He also wears armor in battle at times, and commonly uses a polearm of legendary qualities. The weapon’s shaft is about as long as a short spear, except it is tipped with a long single edged blade that curves upwards at the tip for increased slashing power, this weapon is commonly referred to as a glaive. His weapon and armor can be summoned at will through the use of magic, since carrying around such things are an inconvenience one with power such as Fol-lu's does not have to deal with.
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Registered: Feb 15, 2016 20:58:32 GMT -8
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Post by Fol-lu, Skywarden on Feb 29, 2016 17:33:29 GMT -8
Now with the Mourning Star on his person, Fol-lu would find the nearest cross-roads and perform the same process, turning about to find himself once again at Abyssal Acquisitions. He would briskly walk over to the front door and give it a sharp knock, waiting to be let in.
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Feb 29, 2016 17:51:21 GMT -8
(Vain.)
Oh hells, Vain thought being collared was nice. The idiot had probably fallen in love, or something equally idiotic. Briefly, Basacial debates taking the decision, out of his friends hands. Ultimately he relents, releasing the energy gathered.
"You better not be thinking about rising to grace Vain. I would hate to have to kill you. Also what do you think I am going to do as Demonlord? I am going to acquire more wealth and power! I am not going to be done until I own all of hell."
(Fol-lu)
The door swings open, and Basacial sits exactly where he was before. He is writing up a new contract, and simply indicates the chair in front of him. Once Fol-lu is seated the demon says, not bothering to look up.
"Place it on the table."
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Fol-lu, Skywarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 123
Age: Pretty Dang Old
Physical Description: Fol-lu has two forms, one which is his human form. In this form, he appears as an elegant looking man standing at an even 6’0’’ with long black hair. This is only his preferred mortal form, however, and he can take others if need be.
His draconic form is is that of an enormous feathered dragon, with a gleaming golden gem (the Dragon's Tear) embedded in his forehead, just between two golden eyes. The gem radiates with magical power, granted only to the Skywarden. The Skywarden's true form is roughly 200 feet long, and it is in this form that he is most powerful. He has the ability to decrease the size of this form at will.
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Clothes and Equipment: Fol-lu wears whatever is appropriate for the situation, whether that be a garb of silken finery or a set of comfortable traveling clothes. He also wears armor in battle at times, and commonly uses a polearm of legendary qualities. The weapon’s shaft is about as long as a short spear, except it is tipped with a long single edged blade that curves upwards at the tip for increased slashing power, this weapon is commonly referred to as a glaive. His weapon and armor can be summoned at will through the use of magic, since carrying around such things are an inconvenience one with power such as Fol-lu's does not have to deal with.
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Registered: Feb 15, 2016 20:58:32 GMT -8
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Post by Fol-lu, Skywarden on Feb 29, 2016 20:26:07 GMT -8
As the door swings open Fol-lu steps in, walking over the the offered chair and sitting in it.
As requested he produces the giant gem that is the Mourning Star from the pack he had strapped to his back when he had walked in.
"There it is, the Mourning Star, as promised," he said curtly, his piercing gaze boring into the demon, "So now will you tell me the location of the other half of the Dragon's Tear?"
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Feb 29, 2016 20:48:14 GMT -8
Andraste begins to whisper an incantation of Greater Banishing at Basacial's threat, her onyx channeling stone glowing as she raises a brow. It may be subtle, but the intent is clear. If he plans on hurting her, it will not be easy.
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Feb 29, 2016 21:23:24 GMT -8
(Fol-lu) Basacial eyes The Mourning Star approvingly. He knows it's the real thing, he can sense the power radiating off it. He closes a hand over it, and crushes it. The strength imbued within it flows into him. The demon stands up smiling broadly, as power rushes through his veins. Aw yes this is what he wanted. He was already as strong as a demonlord, but since he was a mutt it wasn't enough. Now though, now he was strong enough to be almost unassailable. He would take the lordship of greed. His form shifts and changes, he has a new battle form. Armored plating grows over his body, his skin darkens, his hair whitens, and horns sprout. The air groans with his increased demonic power. This he liked, this was good. He looks at Fol-lu, and his voice reverberates unnaturally. "The dragons tear, is kept within what is known as the century temple. You are lucky, it only opens once every hundred years, and it so happens that it is opening next month. If I were you I would acquire some help. Many have braved the temple, only one person has survived."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Feb 29, 2016 21:29:06 GMT -8
"Rising to grace?"
Vain chuckles.
"Oh no, nothing like that. It's just that we got tethered together somehow. If she dies, I die too. That sorta thing. We're working on it."
He pats Andraste gently on the arm.
"There there, no banishing. We're all friends here."
Turning back to Basacial, he grins.
"All of hell, Basacial? You always were the ambitious one. I never wanted anything like that."
He bites his lip, suddenly remembering something.
"I wonder how my old boss is doing. I'm pretty sure I got fired after I got bound to Andraste, but I haven't been able to check. I do know she hasn't given me any paychecks, so I'm probably fired."
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Fol-lu, Skywarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 123
Age: Pretty Dang Old
Physical Description: Fol-lu has two forms, one which is his human form. In this form, he appears as an elegant looking man standing at an even 6’0’’ with long black hair. This is only his preferred mortal form, however, and he can take others if need be.
His draconic form is is that of an enormous feathered dragon, with a gleaming golden gem (the Dragon's Tear) embedded in his forehead, just between two golden eyes. The gem radiates with magical power, granted only to the Skywarden. The Skywarden's true form is roughly 200 feet long, and it is in this form that he is most powerful. He has the ability to decrease the size of this form at will.
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Clothes and Equipment: Fol-lu wears whatever is appropriate for the situation, whether that be a garb of silken finery or a set of comfortable traveling clothes. He also wears armor in battle at times, and commonly uses a polearm of legendary qualities. The weapon’s shaft is about as long as a short spear, except it is tipped with a long single edged blade that curves upwards at the tip for increased slashing power, this weapon is commonly referred to as a glaive. His weapon and armor can be summoned at will through the use of magic, since carrying around such things are an inconvenience one with power such as Fol-lu's does not have to deal with.
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Registered: Feb 15, 2016 20:58:32 GMT -8
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Post by Fol-lu, Skywarden on Mar 1, 2016 8:35:40 GMT -8
Fol-lu eyed the demon curiously as he bathed in his new power. Fol-lu expression did not betray any emotions as he did so however, his eyebrows neither rising nor dropping.
Finally, as Basacial told him the location of the Dragon's Tear, Fol-lu would smile ever so slight, the corner of his lips twitch ever so slightly.
Rising from his chair, Fol-lu would incline his head slightly as a sign of gratitude and respect, "A pleasure doing business with you, Basacial," and with those words Fol-lu would depart.
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Mar 2, 2016 23:23:31 GMT -8
Well if Andraste's death caused Vain's, it made his acceptance more agreeable. Basacial concluded that there were worse things, than being tethered to a beautiful mortal. Though he wondered how or if, she could keep up with Vain's prodigious lusts. Basacial pulls a drawer in his desk open, and pulls out a ledger. He flips through the pages for a moment, before responding.
"Vain, I am fairly certain your mother didn't fire you. Though yes, I imagine she has suspended your allowance. Still knowing her if you beg, she will likely reinstate it. Of course you will have to..."
Basacial paused, he was about to say ditch the mortal. Then decided he didn't want to deal, with the back lash he might receive from her. Especially since now he knew he couldn't kill her. Basacial was many things, evil, malicious, sadistic, but he wasn't known as the most honest demon in hell for nothing. He followed his own code of honor, and that code included loyalty to his friends.
"Go to hellscape. I wouldn't recommend you do that with your mortal though. I doubt your mother would be as understanding as me. Though I suppose she wouldn't kill Andraste, just severe the bond, then keep your mortal for herself."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Mar 3, 2016 7:19:21 GMT -8
"Bleh."
Vain sticks out his tongue at Basacial.
"Why'd you have to go and tell Andraste here? It sounds better my way."
He sighs.
"I can't go home just yet. Maybe later. Tell my mom I said hi, alright?"
Stretching, he glances at a clock on the wall.
"Well, we'd best get going. Thanks for letting us come over, Basacial. It was good seeing you."
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on Mar 3, 2016 8:41:25 GMT -8
Basacial had already gone back to work. The Deal Maker was an industrious sort, and it wasn't in his nature to remain idle long. We gestures vaugly half a wave good bye, half to open the door for his guest.
"Goodbye Vain. My door is always open if you need help. Though the next time you wish to make a social call, let me know in advance please. We could have had far more fun, if I actually cleared some time for you."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Mar 3, 2016 19:31:03 GMT -8
"See ya, Basacial! Thanks for everything, and good luck with getting to Demonlord! Enjoy your pineapple!"
Vain fist-bumps Basacial, then grabs Andraste by the hand and drags her out the door.
"I'll come visit again soon!"
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Fol-lu, Skywarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 123
Age: Pretty Dang Old
Physical Description: Fol-lu has two forms, one which is his human form. In this form, he appears as an elegant looking man standing at an even 6’0’’ with long black hair. This is only his preferred mortal form, however, and he can take others if need be.
His draconic form is is that of an enormous feathered dragon, with a gleaming golden gem (the Dragon's Tear) embedded in his forehead, just between two golden eyes. The gem radiates with magical power, granted only to the Skywarden. The Skywarden's true form is roughly 200 feet long, and it is in this form that he is most powerful. He has the ability to decrease the size of this form at will.
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Clothes and Equipment: Fol-lu wears whatever is appropriate for the situation, whether that be a garb of silken finery or a set of comfortable traveling clothes. He also wears armor in battle at times, and commonly uses a polearm of legendary qualities. The weapon’s shaft is about as long as a short spear, except it is tipped with a long single edged blade that curves upwards at the tip for increased slashing power, this weapon is commonly referred to as a glaive. His weapon and armor can be summoned at will through the use of magic, since carrying around such things are an inconvenience one with power such as Fol-lu's does not have to deal with.
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Registered: Feb 15, 2016 20:58:32 GMT -8
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Post by Fol-lu, Skywarden on Oct 10, 2016 10:56:50 GMT -8
Fol-lu would soon spot a suitable crossroads down below from where he flew on Va'nei's back, and would quickly indicate for them to land. Once they landed Fol-lu would waste no time in explaining things and beginning the process of 'summoning' Abyssal Acquisitions. "The legends say that to reach Abyssal Acquisitions and meet the contract demon one must come to a cross-roads and dig a hole. Inside that hole one must place a strand of hair, a drop of blood, and then spit into it. Then bury it up and turn in a circle to see the building." He knew it might sound a bit absurd but he knew it would definitely work. He wondered, however, if only him doing it would allow for them all to spot the building as well. Summoning a small dagger, he would cut a lock of black hair, prick his finger for a drop of blood, and then spit in a small hole before burying it up. Then he would turn around and find the familiar building standing before him. ooc tags: Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden Sa'ashrana, Manawarden Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Oct 10, 2016 11:01:15 GMT -8
Va'nei came soaring in for a landing and alighted, letting Fol-lu off her back before taking her human shape. She listened to his explanation with a skeptical expression, but said nothing. Just watched in silence as he performed this little.. ritual, and waited to see if it would work.
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on Oct 11, 2016 3:54:20 GMT -8
Neva landed just behind Va'nei, wondering why they were at some random crossroads until Fol-lu explained it.
"When last I was awake, summoning a demon involved a lot of blood or a lot of hedonism, glad to see they streamlined the process."
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