Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Oct 19, 2016 14:57:08 GMT -8
Sisi looked terrified, but didn't resist much, unsure what was about to happen and slowly submitting to the fact that she was not getting out of this any time soon. He stood up and leaned forward against the table and raised his right hand while casting a spell under his breath. "Visp ve svabol ui crodr, rinovup ricin tepohaic jilinth."He firmly placed his rough palm atop her head and hair, in between her cat ears. His magic would move through the connection, and his eyes would glow a brighter shade of blue. Inside, he tried to look around in Sisi's mind for clues to a location. Where they all were camped out, and then, he'd look for a path there. It might take a while, or be extremely discomforting, having the power of a dragon wind through her thoughts, but he had to look. Another thing for him to search for was any easy correlations between whatever they spoke and Common. It wasn't the priority however.
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Sisi
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Registered: Aug 27, 2016 21:30:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sisi on Nov 13, 2016 9:50:29 GMT -8
Jarkoopi might be able to figure out a slight path to where they lived, though he might also be able to extrapolate that they were a largely nomadic people, with cities of dwellings being quite rare and centralized. All would seem hazy, but the previous expedition had come close to discovering their whereabouts. Many clues and definitions of what she knew about her people and her tribe would seem out of reach, as she not only spoke another language - naturally, she thought in that language, too.
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Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Nov 14, 2016 8:19:24 GMT -8
Jarkoopi might be able to figure out a slight path to where they lived, though he might also be able to extrapolate that they were a largely nomadic people, with cities of dwellings being quite rare and centralized. All would seem hazy, but the previous expedition had come close to discovering their whereabouts. Many clues and definitions of what she knew about her people and her tribe would seem out of reach, as she not only spoke another language - naturally, she thought in that language, too. Overall, Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui was quite displeased with what he could dig up from Sisi's mind. However, it would suffice for trying to find their most recent living grounds, using the newly found knowledge and picking up after where they'd left off. The language barrier still annoyed the dragon, but it was not the girl's fault. He removed his hand from her head and began giving commands to both of the guards, "Sit her back down, then you," he pointed to the one on the left, "Send word to @haughty, he may have his prisoner back." he shuffled out of the cell and then Jarkoopi point at the remaining guard at attention, "Take these out of here," he gestured to the objects Jarkoopi initially brought in, "and fetch the girl some more water and food." Both soldiers left, Jarkoopi was sitting down across from Sisi. "I'm sorry, my dear. But this has to happen." He said, fully knowing @haughty was not well known for being kind with his hostages, and that at some point, their tribe would be marched upon. Surprisingly, it seemed the dragon had some sympathy for the young cat-girl who had been through a lot the past few days.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 3, 2024 19:34:46 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2016 6:45:04 GMT -8
Smugly with his hands behind his back and trailed by many books levitating behind him, Volk stepped in. "All's well that ends well?" He asked curiously. He waved his hands around letting some of the books settle beside Sisi, others around the room in key places. After a few short chants and waves of his hand he squatted in front of the cat-girl making chalk markings on the floor.
With a grin he looked up, a golden tooth gleaming in what little light entered the cell. "You see, I want to know everything you do. It does not have to hurt, but I'll make sure it does. But first I want you to know of our world. I want you to know the common tongue, and to have your horizons broadened a lot more. Of course, when you understand our conversations, when you get images of what we are capable of, you will be very scared. I just want to see that utter fear when you know the infinitesimal horrors about to come to you. I want you to have guilt over things you did not do. In short, fun." He waited for her reaction, giddy as ever for what he was about to do.
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