Ailionóra uí Muineacháin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Ancient.
Physical Description: As with all of the Fae, Ailionóra is tall and lithe, at a respectable 5'11", and although she is thousands of years old, she appears to be in her mid-twenties. She has long hair that falls to her hips, which is a mix of shades of auburn with golden highlights, and bright green eyes. She has a delicately-formed bone structure resulting in limbs and fingers that are just slightly longer in proportion than a human, and features that are wildly beautiful in an almost harsh and feral kind of way, along with the pointed ears possessed by all her kind. Her skin is lightly tanned from several lifetimes spent out in the Wyld, and heavily adorned with a great number of intricate tattoos in varying shades of green ink that she proudly displays.
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Clothes and Equipment: While safely at home within the Wyld, Ailionóra typically wears very little, allowing her to be closer to the nature within the Wyld. Her usual attire typically consists of a vest in any number of colors that bares her shoulders, back, and midriff, paired with a knee-length loincloth, and accessorized with gauntlets, upper arm bands, and various beaded necklaces and belts. She can occasionally be seen carrying a long spear, most often while out in the Wyld engaged in the Hunt. When outside the Wyld, she dresses a bit more conservatively, but still tends to wear dresses that display her shoulders and the tattoos on the skin there. When attending to important matters of Fae governance, either within the Wyld or when dealing with the Council of Alban, she often carries an staff composed of intricately twined pieces of wood, adorned with ever-blooming flowers and a few magic-focusing crystals of green and gold.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:51:15 GMT -8
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Post by Ailionóra uí Muineacháin on Jul 31, 2016 19:36:22 GMT -8
The caravan moved out.
<Exit>
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Alanis Waterbloom
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 140-ish, but who cares?
Physical Description: Reddish brown hair, dark eyes, not particularly athletic-looking but with reflexes and speed comparable to most other elves.
Clothes and Equipment: A white robe, a silver tiara, she carries no weapons of any kind
Registered: Jun 9, 2016 15:24:46 GMT -8
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Post by Alanis Waterbloom on Oct 3, 2016 16:50:05 GMT -8
As the thick forest breaks and the treehouse community is revealed, Alanis suddenly feels at home. In fact, most of the Land-Tillers are relieved and start to smile about in wonder. The elven tree houses were a sight to behold back home, and the ones here were no less well-crafted. Alanis' face lights up, child-like, looking around to see where the Fae Queen was and from where she would arrive.
Some of the mages seem to act a bit odd, reaching their hands out as if an invisible force, like flowing water, pour over this hands. What they are sensing is the phenomenal amount of ambient earth energy in the region. The druids do the same, overwhelmed by the life force of the Feywild home.
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Ailionóra uí Muineacháin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Ancient.
Physical Description: As with all of the Fae, Ailionóra is tall and lithe, at a respectable 5'11", and although she is thousands of years old, she appears to be in her mid-twenties. She has long hair that falls to her hips, which is a mix of shades of auburn with golden highlights, and bright green eyes. She has a delicately-formed bone structure resulting in limbs and fingers that are just slightly longer in proportion than a human, and features that are wildly beautiful in an almost harsh and feral kind of way, along with the pointed ears possessed by all her kind. Her skin is lightly tanned from several lifetimes spent out in the Wyld, and heavily adorned with a great number of intricate tattoos in varying shades of green ink that she proudly displays.
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Clothes and Equipment: While safely at home within the Wyld, Ailionóra typically wears very little, allowing her to be closer to the nature within the Wyld. Her usual attire typically consists of a vest in any number of colors that bares her shoulders, back, and midriff, paired with a knee-length loincloth, and accessorized with gauntlets, upper arm bands, and various beaded necklaces and belts. She can occasionally be seen carrying a long spear, most often while out in the Wyld engaged in the Hunt. When outside the Wyld, she dresses a bit more conservatively, but still tends to wear dresses that display her shoulders and the tattoos on the skin there. When attending to important matters of Fae governance, either within the Wyld or when dealing with the Council of Alban, she often carries an staff composed of intricately twined pieces of wood, adorned with ever-blooming flowers and a few magic-focusing crystals of green and gold.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:51:15 GMT -8
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Post by Ailionóra uí Muineacháin on Oct 3, 2016 20:33:15 GMT -8
The male who was leading them stopped just inside the gates and turned to speak to Alanis.
"I will let the Mór Crann know you've arrived. Refresh yourself if you like." As he said this and departed, Fae poured out of tree trunks, leading the party to covered open-air patios with furniture, offering platters with food and drink, and bowls of water with rose petals in them to wash their faces and hands. It would be several long minutes before Ailionóra made her appearance, descending from the winding stairway of a tree and crossing the ground to where Alanis was. Her feet were bare, her hair flowing freely, a revealing gown seemingly made of leaves clinging to her body - arms bared, plunging low in the front to reveal much of her copious cleavage, and parted at mid-thigh to flow to either side of her body, revealing most of her numerous tattoos that almost seemed to writhe as though alive, such was her power. If they thought the male who'd led them here was strong in druidic magic, the Mór Crann made him seem a weakling.
"Alanis Waterbloom of the Land-Tillers. I remember you from the king's coronation. What brings you to my Wyld?" The Fae queen arched a red brow, eyeing the woman curiously. She hadn't expected the female to actually venture into such dangerous territory, but that she had raised the Fae woman's opinion of her.
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Alanis Waterbloom
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 140-ish, but who cares?
Physical Description: Reddish brown hair, dark eyes, not particularly athletic-looking but with reflexes and speed comparable to most other elves.
Clothes and Equipment: A white robe, a silver tiara, she carries no weapons of any kind
Registered: Jun 9, 2016 15:24:46 GMT -8
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Post by Alanis Waterbloom on Oct 4, 2016 10:02:05 GMT -8
The Land-Tillers were still freshening up and enjoying their food when Ailionora appeared.
One of the first things Alanis marveled at upon seeing the great Fae queen was her hair. She had seen it before but dear lord. So much of it. And it was so orange, and shiny, and completely smooth-
"Mor Crann, so that is the title of reverence one should bestow on you." Alanis bowed politely.
She remained amicable and stoic despite feeling intimidated. The druidic magic coming from the Mor Crann was palpable, like steam from a volcanic vent. Her frame and physical strength (which clearly she made no attempt to hide) also imposed even on the burly male earth mages of the Land-Tiller's Saskatoon clan. Alanis' own garments consisted of her standard white silk gown which, while more modest than Ailionora's, still left breathing room for her arms and ankles so that she could maneuver through jungle. Alanis was suddenly aware of how out of place she looked among the rest of the crowd, who were more suitably in leathers. And yes, she was a tad bit jealous at the Fae Queen's cleavage. Again, none of this showed on her actual visage.
"Mor Crann, we're here simply because we wish to learn more about the Wyld itself. We wish to understand nature in its rawest and most powerful form. The Expanse is tame and kind-hearted compared to this place. I suppose the proper term for us would be explorers. However, if possible we would also like to gain your friendship and respect. You did say we were welcome to the city after all."
When she was done speaking, Alanis began to unconsciously part her hair back with one hand, adjusting it with her interwoven tiara.
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Ailionóra uí Muineacháin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Ancient.
Physical Description: As with all of the Fae, Ailionóra is tall and lithe, at a respectable 5'11", and although she is thousands of years old, she appears to be in her mid-twenties. She has long hair that falls to her hips, which is a mix of shades of auburn with golden highlights, and bright green eyes. She has a delicately-formed bone structure resulting in limbs and fingers that are just slightly longer in proportion than a human, and features that are wildly beautiful in an almost harsh and feral kind of way, along with the pointed ears possessed by all her kind. Her skin is lightly tanned from several lifetimes spent out in the Wyld, and heavily adorned with a great number of intricate tattoos in varying shades of green ink that she proudly displays.
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Clothes and Equipment: While safely at home within the Wyld, Ailionóra typically wears very little, allowing her to be closer to the nature within the Wyld. Her usual attire typically consists of a vest in any number of colors that bares her shoulders, back, and midriff, paired with a knee-length loincloth, and accessorized with gauntlets, upper arm bands, and various beaded necklaces and belts. She can occasionally be seen carrying a long spear, most often while out in the Wyld engaged in the Hunt. When outside the Wyld, she dresses a bit more conservatively, but still tends to wear dresses that display her shoulders and the tattoos on the skin there. When attending to important matters of Fae governance, either within the Wyld or when dealing with the Council of Alban, she often carries an staff composed of intricately twined pieces of wood, adorned with ever-blooming flowers and a few magic-focusing crystals of green and gold.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:51:15 GMT -8
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Post by Ailionóra uí Muineacháin on Oct 4, 2016 13:03:49 GMT -8
A red brow quirked upward at the response gained from Alanis. So, they wanted to learn about the Wyld, and to befriend the Fae. Ailionóra pondered this for several long moments, and then her lips curled into a grin which revealed slightly pointed canines.
"Very well then. You may remain within the city and learn of the Wyld - and those of you who wish to will be invited to participate in our Hunts. We will teach you our ways and show you how we live. On one condition: None of what we share must be given to others outside of your own nation, and I would ask that you use extreme discretion when choosing those who will be granted this knowledge. The Wyld is ancient, and our ways are kept secret for many reasons, the greatest of which is maintaining the safety of Alban itself. Do we have an agreement?"
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Alanis Waterbloom
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 140-ish, but who cares?
Physical Description: Reddish brown hair, dark eyes, not particularly athletic-looking but with reflexes and speed comparable to most other elves.
Clothes and Equipment: A white robe, a silver tiara, she carries no weapons of any kind
Registered: Jun 9, 2016 15:24:46 GMT -8
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Post by Alanis Waterbloom on Oct 4, 2016 13:41:28 GMT -8
Alanis noted the eyebrow raise yet again. It was a gestured she had used back at the banquet. Her forehead muscles must get a lot of exercise, she thought to herself.
"Very well, what we learn here will be kept between certain individuals between our nations." The rest of the party bowed respectfully.
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Ailionóra uí Muineacháin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Ancient.
Physical Description: As with all of the Fae, Ailionóra is tall and lithe, at a respectable 5'11", and although she is thousands of years old, she appears to be in her mid-twenties. She has long hair that falls to her hips, which is a mix of shades of auburn with golden highlights, and bright green eyes. She has a delicately-formed bone structure resulting in limbs and fingers that are just slightly longer in proportion than a human, and features that are wildly beautiful in an almost harsh and feral kind of way, along with the pointed ears possessed by all her kind. Her skin is lightly tanned from several lifetimes spent out in the Wyld, and heavily adorned with a great number of intricate tattoos in varying shades of green ink that she proudly displays.
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Clothes and Equipment: While safely at home within the Wyld, Ailionóra typically wears very little, allowing her to be closer to the nature within the Wyld. Her usual attire typically consists of a vest in any number of colors that bares her shoulders, back, and midriff, paired with a knee-length loincloth, and accessorized with gauntlets, upper arm bands, and various beaded necklaces and belts. She can occasionally be seen carrying a long spear, most often while out in the Wyld engaged in the Hunt. When outside the Wyld, she dresses a bit more conservatively, but still tends to wear dresses that display her shoulders and the tattoos on the skin there. When attending to important matters of Fae governance, either within the Wyld or when dealing with the Council of Alban, she often carries an staff composed of intricately twined pieces of wood, adorned with ever-blooming flowers and a few magic-focusing crystals of green and gold.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:51:15 GMT -8
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Post by Ailionóra uí Muineacháin on Oct 4, 2016 13:48:38 GMT -8
"Excellent. I will see to it you are provided lodging. Tomorrow, your lessons will begin." She made to leave, then paused, and turned back. Moving slightly closer to Alanis, she lowered her voice for the Elf's ears alone.
"Should you wish to speak to me privately, simply ask any of the Fae to show you to my home. You will be welcome there." Assuming the Elf had nothing to say in response, Ailionóra would simply give her a very thorough visual once-over, then turn and depart. Ascending back into the trees, ostensibly returning to her home.
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Alanis Waterbloom
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 140-ish, but who cares?
Physical Description: Reddish brown hair, dark eyes, not particularly athletic-looking but with reflexes and speed comparable to most other elves.
Clothes and Equipment: A white robe, a silver tiara, she carries no weapons of any kind
Registered: Jun 9, 2016 15:24:46 GMT -8
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Post by Alanis Waterbloom on Oct 7, 2016 10:08:02 GMT -8
Alanis' face turned red. "Uhhh... I may take you up on that, at some point, a hehe." She smiled politely.
Did Ailionora just...? Nah it couldn't be.
<The next morning>
Alanis and company stayed up light discussing among themselves the wonders of the wild. Alanis was still wondering how exactly she could achieve that particular shade of orange someday. Regardless, the Land-Tillers slept surprisingly well. The vast earth energy made their dreams vivid and intense, but it also helped refresh their bodies. They awoke at the crack of dawn, ready to face whatever Ailionora had in store for them, especially Alanis herself.
They approached the center of the town and waited for their imposing instructor.
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Ailionóra uí Muineacháin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Ancient.
Physical Description: As with all of the Fae, Ailionóra is tall and lithe, at a respectable 5'11", and although she is thousands of years old, she appears to be in her mid-twenties. She has long hair that falls to her hips, which is a mix of shades of auburn with golden highlights, and bright green eyes. She has a delicately-formed bone structure resulting in limbs and fingers that are just slightly longer in proportion than a human, and features that are wildly beautiful in an almost harsh and feral kind of way, along with the pointed ears possessed by all her kind. Her skin is lightly tanned from several lifetimes spent out in the Wyld, and heavily adorned with a great number of intricate tattoos in varying shades of green ink that she proudly displays.
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Clothes and Equipment: While safely at home within the Wyld, Ailionóra typically wears very little, allowing her to be closer to the nature within the Wyld. Her usual attire typically consists of a vest in any number of colors that bares her shoulders, back, and midriff, paired with a knee-length loincloth, and accessorized with gauntlets, upper arm bands, and various beaded necklaces and belts. She can occasionally be seen carrying a long spear, most often while out in the Wyld engaged in the Hunt. When outside the Wyld, she dresses a bit more conservatively, but still tends to wear dresses that display her shoulders and the tattoos on the skin there. When attending to important matters of Fae governance, either within the Wyld or when dealing with the Council of Alban, she often carries an staff composed of intricately twined pieces of wood, adorned with ever-blooming flowers and a few magic-focusing crystals of green and gold.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:51:15 GMT -8
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Post by Ailionóra uí Muineacháin on Oct 7, 2016 16:03:04 GMT -8
Ailionóra made her appearance rather quickly, walking up with her spear in hand, clad in her armor and being trailed by her giant cat mount. She came to a stop near the group and eyed them all thoughtfully as other Fae clad in armor and bearing weapons of various sorts began to gather.
"We go into the Wyld. Be on your guard - it is not forgiving of ignorance or carelessness." Without further ado, she began leading the way toward the gates.
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Alanis Waterbloom
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 140-ish, but who cares?
Physical Description: Reddish brown hair, dark eyes, not particularly athletic-looking but with reflexes and speed comparable to most other elves.
Clothes and Equipment: A white robe, a silver tiara, she carries no weapons of any kind
Registered: Jun 9, 2016 15:24:46 GMT -8
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Post by Alanis Waterbloom on Oct 8, 2016 21:45:53 GMT -8
Alanis gestured her party to follow. They all drew out whatever weapons they had (mostly swords and bows), or reared up their earth and druid magics. Alanis however, had no weapon.
"Oh, uh... hunting, yes..." She looked around somewhat insecurely. Her Land-Tiller cohorts shrugged as they armed themselves. "Just play it off. You're our healer. We got your back." One of them whispered. Alanis nodded and quickly moved in formation in the middle of her people. Right. She was the healer. This was literally true of course.
She didn't need to impress the giant voluptuous fae woman by strangling a wolf with her bare hands! And she was an elf! She could move through the trees as fast as any other humanoid, probably faster in fact! Yah... yah, she was fine.
"Onward!" She exclaimed while pointing forward unnecessarily, trying not to think about her pitiful biceps.
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