Goraia
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 24, 2016 11:25:18 GMT -8
It was said that there was a flash of light one fateful day, an illumination so intense one could see the red glow of their blood through the flesh of their hands and arms and an afterimage that muddled the vision for minutes. A scarlet beam tore through the air, visible through closed eyelids, coning outwards from that singular point atop the castle to a radius that engulfed most of the city's old arena. A deafening roar and the electrifying scent of ozone permeated the air as smoke cleared over several minutes. What remained were a few ominous pillars ringed around the left hemisphere of a diagonally bored hole in the earth, which extended to petrifying lengths down underneath the city and partially beyond. A few of the more secretive underground passages, chambers, and catacombs beneath the coliseum went untouched, having slipped beneath the angle of the beam, though nothing but air remained of the stands or the performance ring. From high above in the sky, atop the tallest spire of the castle of Goraia, Judgment had been passed for the first time.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Feb 24, 2016 12:57:08 GMT -8
It was in those secret passages and chambers where Lamina resides, having laid claim to the abandoned arena and given permission by the government of Medan to live within its walls. So when a magnificent shock tore most of the coliseum away, a once subterranean hallway led now into nothing--a steep drop of immeasurable proportion. She came crawling to the edge, stranded in two levels beneath the earth with no way to the surface, visibly coughing for air. Still alive, she seemed trapped and dazed... should one eventually lower a rope to her, she could get out, but the truth is she had been hiding from the regime change that happened overhead and only made secretive ventures to grab food and other necessities.
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Goraia
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 24, 2016 13:27:36 GMT -8
Eventually, a rope would be lowered. They'd wait as long as needed to let the young girl get her breath back and gain her composure, and then cling on. She'd be hoisted to the surface, but straight into the custody of several heavily armed guards.
"Look at this one. Cut on the shoulder. Might have been a gladiator. She's so little.. I wonder what she was still doing down there."
Lamina herself was essentially ignored, but surrounded by guards who had no intention of simply letting her go.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Feb 24, 2016 14:00:57 GMT -8
She clung to the rope and was pulled to the surface. Here she grasped for safe land and curled over the grass, coughing some of the dust from before. Catching her breath, she stands up very slowly, dusting herself off. She looked around, and fear immediately plunged into her heart. She was being spoken about, but her feelings were not being regarded, and she was surrounded by soldiers...
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Goraia
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 24, 2016 14:09:26 GMT -8
"I think I remember her. I've seen this girl fight before. Very impressive," one of the guards said, as more still arrived on the scene.
"A gift, then! To our exalted Lord Zephidel, or to our hard-working Supreme General, Zagarus?"
The men began to chuckle.
"To Zagarus, and if he so chooses he will gift her to Zephidel," suggested another, and before long it had been unanimously agreed--a chain and a shackle to go around the neck would soon be brought forward, and if met without resistance, be affixed to the girl so that the captain could take her chains...
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Feb 24, 2016 14:22:15 GMT -8
Realizing all too suddenly what was about to transpire, she found herself without her faithful weapons, with which she'd feel inclined to fight her way out of this circle, regardless of how many surrounded her. But unarmed, without equalizers, she was small and frail. To escape was impossible now. As the shackle went around her neck, she bowed her head, and silently, began to cry..
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Goraia
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 24, 2016 14:27:07 GMT -8
Some of the men began to laugh as she sobbed. Up close, the celebrity slasher was but a young girl.
She was kicked hard in the back of the shin to start moving, as the guards formed a column and made their exit through an increasingly dense crowd of people who had come to witness the destruction and subsequent capture.
"Out of the way, move it! Make way! Make way!"
The people began to part, and the procession would move on to the castle.
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