King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Apr 30, 2016 21:01:55 GMT -8
"It appears as though you have your answer Warlord. No sense in waiting sooner started sooner finished."
Avering turns on his heel and re-boards the Shrike. The meeting had gone better than he had anticipated. It was incredible fortune that the Warlord was present at the docks. He had feared he would have to talk his way into council chambers. Still the task they were given was one that worried him. From the sounds of it they would have to fight a terrifying beast with the Shrike. His actual use in this fight would likely be minimal. That was problematic since Averin knew he would need to prove himself. Having the crew of the Shrike do the work for him didn't help him at all. He needed to show that he was strong enough to lead.
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Warlord Ei Halvard
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 180
Physical Description: Of the Dwarven race, Ei Halvard is about 4'5" (relatively tall for a dwarven male), has jet black hair, and thick stony muscles.
Clothes and Equipment: Bronze armor, iron boots, lead alloy axe.
Registered: Apr 2, 2016 16:08:04 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Ei Halvard on May 1, 2016 18:02:59 GMT -8
Halvard raised a finger. "A moment please." He gestured for his attendants to bring him some papers, which he wrote on with surprisingly fine script.
"Here are the orders. Bring those to the largest structure in the manufacturing district and they will install the weapons system. Afterwards you can immediately meet me at our Wyld base. Be quick, and remember what is at stake. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't be joining you. May the stones of the earth beat with your heart."
Halvard saluted them before returning to his brethren. Many of them scowled, trusting in their warlord but not so much in the humans themselves.
(You can move on now if you wish.)
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Captain Arthur Maddock
Established
Roleplay posts: 36
Age: 28
Physical Description: Arthur is of roughly average height for a human male at 5'10", with a light but solid build of essentially no body fat at about 160 lbs. His figure, nonetheless, is very striking thanks to his hair (so pale blonde as to look white in almost any light) and eyes (ostensibly a light grey, but appearing silver in many settings). A very quick way to get on the Captain's bad side is to call his face androgynous, pretty, or anything of the sort -- the eccentric pirate has heard it often before, and generally responds violently. Considering his profession, Arthur has incredibly few scars... whether due to prowess in battle or cunningly avoiding it being a matter of some debate outside of his crew.
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Clothes and Equipment: Arthur is almost always clad in one of several identical outfits consisting of his black tricorn hat trimmed in a dark red (and adorned with what the Captain often claims is "a genuine pixie skull, mate"), a lace-up white shirt generally worn unlaced at the top to help him stay cool and because he thinks it looks dashing, black lace-up pants worn laced up and belted with a length of silk cloth because it wouldn't do to have one's pants fall down in a boarding action, very fine black leather boots, and generally a black long coat with a very elaborate, high collar to shield him from both sun and inclement weather. Like many sailors he wears some few ornaments, primarily beads, in his hair -- even the few he wears tend to click together when he turns his head rapidly or in a strong wind. His only jewelry consists of an old silver signet ring bearing caravels on waves and, like almost every member of the Silver Shrike's crew, a simple necklace bearing a ship's wheel charm. Arthur keeps several daggers concealed about his person, like any sensible brigand, and carries his schiavona -- a basket-hilted blade much like a slightly shorter, broader rapier, a weapon of war rather than one for dueling and useful for both cut and thrust -- at all times, including to the head or bed. He has been known to carry a hand-crossbow for the initial stages of a boarding action.
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Registered: Apr 1, 2016 14:16:58 GMT -8
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Post by Captain Arthur Maddock on May 1, 2016 18:42:26 GMT -8
An only mildly mocking salute was given in return -- the inevitable impression was that, for Arthur, that had been a very sharp salute indeed. And with that the Shrike was off, quickly casting off and rising before turning around onto the heading dictated by those orders that had been taken by a particularly rough-looking yeoman. It wouldn't be long before they arrived...
(On to Hammer)
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Commodore Gothmog Bloodsail
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 28
Physical Description: Gothmog stands at an intimidating 8'2" with a weight of almost 400lbs of solid muscle. He is pierced or tattooed over nearly every inch of his green body. The tattoos depict his numerous seafaring adventures, from leviathan slaying to mermaid seduction.
Clothes and Equipment: He is clothed in the uniform of a ship's captain, with a wicked looking cutlass and a hand crossbow on either hip. A fearsome looking harpoon is slung across his back, and a patch covers one eye. The patch is enchanted, aiding him in seeing the patterns of wind and water.
Registered: May 25, 2016 7:24:56 GMT -8
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Post by Commodore Gothmog Bloodsail on Feb 27, 2017 11:35:37 GMT -8
Depravity cut through the waters near the naval base, and for a fleeting moment the Orc Captain was tempted to pit the ship against the Dwarven vessels he saw milling about. Empress Naoki would likely not approve though, and he was fairly certain it would end his career, so he refrained, instead basking in the glory of being indisputably the biggest and baddest on the sea as he expertly guided the ship alongside one of the docks, the gangplank clattering down to allow those on board to disembark. <Enter official Isran delegation>
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Warlord Ei Halvard
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 180
Physical Description: Of the Dwarven race, Ei Halvard is about 4'5" (relatively tall for a dwarven male), has jet black hair, and thick stony muscles.
Clothes and Equipment: Bronze armor, iron boots, lead alloy axe.
Registered: Apr 2, 2016 16:08:04 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Ei Halvard on Feb 27, 2017 15:57:20 GMT -8
Even as the mammoth ship entered the Airgid channel, it could expect heavy escort. With the end of the civil war and the economy on the rise, there were more and more expensive air ships being built. Perhaps two or three would hover over the Depravity. Flanking the Depravity would be several fast traveling sloops with a compliment of metallurgists specifically trained to take down enemy vessels.
Of course, no one would dare actually attack the Depravity, as it made no hostile intentions towards them. The Sea Guard would be informed that a diplomat from another continent would be arriving. The Sea Guard were ordered to escort the large vessel... and take lots and lots of notes.
As the Depravity sailed along the coast, the crewmen would notice shipyards alongside the channel. Great platforms of lumber were rolled into large structures close to the bank (there was no shortage of lumber, thanks to the wyld), and dozens of dwarfs worked with exceptional speed, skill, and efficiency. From that distance they would look almost like ants, except they were assembling the leaf instead of taking it apart.
When the ship finally made landfall, the crew could expect two rows of dwarfs along the opposite sides of the dock. Of course compared to the humans and orcs they would seem somewhat comical, like little surly tin cans. Their armor was intricately designed, their beards were long, and their eyes were cold.
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Ying-Na of the Acacia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'7", athletic, darker skinned, more prominent epicanthic fold than Jun, straight, jet black hair with strands grey, warm cunning smile and deep brown eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A rare, blue/black wildebeest hybrid in perfect health with no deformities, dubbed Indigo by Ying-Na
An enchanted black recurve composite bow with a slight blue glow; both it and any arrows fired from it are highly resistant to damage (the arrows lose this effect after a few minutes without exposure).
A Katashiman longbow which can shoot elemental arrows.
A quiver with dozens of handmade-arrows, along with an arrow-making kit
Lamellar hardwood armor on top of a high density silk gambeson.
two karambit hidden in her belt
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 21:13:33 GMT -8
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Post by Ying-Na of the Acacia on Feb 28, 2017 8:06:06 GMT -8
Ying Na elects to stay inboard the ship, ostensibly to keep an eye on the Depravity. In reality she ate too much Avelian cuisine and is now suffering from diarrhea.
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