Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on May 14, 2016 20:08:48 GMT -8
The sound of wolves howling below could be heard as the ship soared into the skies above the Moors; should anyone glance down, they'd see several members of the Wolf tribe below them. Scouts, obviously. Several moments later, there was a loud screech from above, and a large, feathered, vaguely humanoid form shot out of the sky. The male member of the Hawk Tribe landed on the deck near Averin with ease, clacking his beak and blinking large golden eyes thoughtfully.
"You must be the son of Arach. I am Aechronn, of the Hawk Tribe. Please, follow me to Tursachan; Madadh Allaidh and the other Tribe leaders await you there." Flapping his wings, the Hawk launched himself back into the sky and wheeled around, then began leading the way toward the sacred gathering place of the Tribe.
<Exit to Tursachan>
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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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Post by King Averin Arach on May 14, 2016 20:22:46 GMT -8
Averin stared curiously down at the gathered wolves. He couldn't quite make them out from this distance, but their shape was... Different from what he expected. An idea further confirmed when one of the hawk men landed on the ship. The one day king, turned and before he could say anything the creature gave his message and departed. Evidently formality wasn't a big thing for this people. Turning to Eirwynn he says levelly.
"Well you heard the hawk. If you would."
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Eirwynn Rodrick
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 28
Physical Description: Of average height for a human, Eirwynn is 5'5" and curvaceous, with slightly-tanned skin and a sturdy bone structure. She has dark brown hair that falls to just past her shoulders, and hazel eyes that have often been described as 'mercurial', as their exact coloring shifts between varying shades of brown, gold, and green depending upon her mood. Her face is attractive, if not beautiful in an eye-catching way, and she has often been described as 'cute' - which is a surefire way to end up with a sword pointed at your face. She has a smattering of scars across her body, including one across the right side of her face that bisects her eyebrow and continues down below her eye, but that's likely to be expected, given her chosen career.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her chosen attire generally consists of a pair of tight-fitting brown breeches, paired with a low-cut white shirt with slightly-loose sleeves, and a pair of low-heeled brown leather boots that come to a stop just shy of her knees. This is occasionally accessorized with any of a number of underbust corsets in varying colors, and/or a long brown coat that she often wears open. Typical accessories consist of a two brown leather belts - one wide, which seems to be purely for ornamental purposes (aside from holding her sword's scabbard), and a thinner one which carries a few pouches that hold various items (compass, coins, and a few heinous powders, mostly) - a red sash tied around her hips, and a number of charms and beads strung throughout her hair. She has two necklaces that she never takes off, one bearing a ship's wheel charm, and the other bearing a trio of roughly-cut semi-precious stones in black, blue, and white. She has a schiavona which never leaves her side, even when she's sleeping. What is perhaps her most distinctive possession is an oddly-shaped wood-and-metal club that she wears at her hip; despite its appearance, the item is in fact a weapon, and a projectile one at that, which she fondly refers to as her 'Thumper', given the noise the projectile bludgeoning instrument makes when it impacts its intended target - usually someone's skull. Enchanted by one of the rare wizards (who happens to be a close family friend) of Alban, the instrument is bespelled to return to her hand once thrown. It's her favored method of disciplining crew members, and they've all learned to fear the odd weapon, especially when it begins to emanate smoke as a sign of its owner's annoyance.
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Post by Eirwynn Rodrick on May 14, 2016 20:34:39 GMT -8
This was the first time Eirwynn had actually seen one of the Wildlings up close, and her brows hitched skyward in surprise. Huh. For some reason, she'd always pictured them as being slightly more.. well.. human. Apparently not! She watched the hawkman soar off, then looked at Averin and nodded. "Aye, yer lordship." She glanced at the helmsman, as Arthur was still up in the rigging doing.. gods only knew what, really, but what was new? The man nodded, and as the ship began to pick up speed, it followed the course set by the hawk, leading them deep into the heart of the Moors.
<Exit The Silver Shrike and all occupants to Tursachan>
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Ailionóra uà 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 uà Muineacháin on Jun 23, 2016 20:32:10 GMT -8
A trio of Fae came to hover anxiously at the border of the Wyld and the Moors. Perched atop their feline mounts, they looked out upon the open lands, awaiting the appearance of one of the Wildling scouts. AS soon as they were spotted, the leader raised his spear and called out in a loud, firm voice.
"The King has returned! The Mór Crann asks that Madadh Allaidh join them as they march to Avelius!" Barely had their message been conveyed than they turned and loped back into the trees, disappearing easily amid the mammoth trunks.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2016 20:46:40 GMT -8
The sand turned to grassland and rockies, and then it became damp. The lands grew darker with more fog, and the earth was practically mud and wet grass under his boots. He felt like he was breathing water as the terrain shifted to the bogs and swamps of the Moors. But he kept moving. Even as the wet ground sucked at his boots and made walking harder, he soldiered on.
He tried to be a little more alert with the new surroundings - a place as dank and dark as this was likely to have some wildlife that would look to take him for a meal. And the thought of anything living in the area never once crossed his mind - who in their right mind would live in a place like this?
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 13, 2016 14:08:29 GMT -8
It wouldn't be long before Josidiah would realize he was most definitely not alone within these Moors. He would hear the howling of wolves in the distance, growing rapidly closer, until finally the source of the howling became visible. A group of about eight wolf-like creatures - for surely these animals that were as tall at the shoulder as the average human - came loping into view, their fur in varying colors and patterns, ranging from pure white to the deepest ebony. They came to a stop within a dozen yards of the male, and the one at their fore - a big, bulky male with rich reddish fur - broke away from the rest to approach the interloper. As he moved, his form seemed to change, the cracking of bones accompany his body taking on a slightly more humanoid appearance, until he was standing upright - looming at a near seven feet in height - walking along on lupine paws, with semi-human hands (albeit with paw pads and tipped with fearsome claws) at the ends of powerful, muscled arms. As he came to a halt precisely ten feet away, he spoke in a deep bass growl.
"You there. State your alliance and your business in the Moors."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2016 17:43:58 GMT -8
The first howl brought his trudging to a stop and he listened, what little strength he had allowing him to tense for a fight. And then the beasts charged into view. He winced as he tried to bend his knees to brace for the fight he figured was coming, but damn it was hard.
When the leader approached and took shape, the Elven male watched carefully - at least they weren't wild beasts looking to take him for dinner. To hear one speak brought his brows high as he watched with something akin to surprise, but this didn't bring the tension out of his form. They still didn't sound very friendly.
"I... have no alliance," he grunts, having to breath between word to adjust to the ache he felt in his being. "No business... I washed up... on shore. I'm just... trying to find... where I am."
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 13, 2016 22:29:38 GMT -8
The lupine being sniffed warily in his direction, ears swiveling toward the pointy-eared male as he spoke, and then a grunt came from him. The man certainly did smell like the sea, which was moderately puzzling. But since he apparently wasn't one of the knife ears of the Wyld, he wouldn't attack. A subtle growl had the mini-pack behind him easing their wary postures, taking seats as he eyed the Elf.
"You're in the Moors of Alban. There's a human city, Dwarven lands, and the Wyld which is the place of the Fae. We can escort you to the borders of any of these places.. though it's a long walk and you smell exhausted. If you need rest and food, you can return with us to our camp, for a time."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2016 1:05:01 GMT -8
Seeing the leader ease up on his aggression, and watching the pack settle in more comfortably, allowed him to exhale a heavy breath of relief. His knees nearly buckled but somehow he remained standing.
"I'd... forever be in... indebted to you..." Josidiah felt his head swim a bit, the edges of his vision going dark. A hand to his head and a gentle shake seemed to push back the exhaustion for a little longer. "I think... rest would be good."
Right now, the idea of a heavy dinner and a soft bed was heaven.
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 14, 2016 8:37:05 GMT -8
The male nodded his understanding, then turned to the patrolling pack. With a gruff growl, they spread out, forming a loose circle around the male. Then they would escort him away from the edges of the Moors and to the Hill Dens.
<Exit>
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Nov 20, 2016 17:14:33 GMT -8
Cairex made his way over what he knew by now to be the border with the Moors. He had his brown leather vest and pants on, massive broadsword slung across his back alongside some basic supplies.
The Knight of Alban was using a roundabout method of getting to the Wyld, for he desired to hunt once more. But, he decided to see if any of the warriors of the Moors would care to hunt with him. The people of the Moors and the Wyld had a long-standing mistrust for one another, and that would only be improved by effective cooperation at the lower levels, getting the more rank and file members to trust one another. He had left the wolf pack behind this time, they had become imminently familiar with the castle and guarded it at night from anybody trying to make their way in via clandestine methods.
Cairex hummed a cheery tune as he walked through the Moors, waiting for the patrol that he knew would eventually spot him.
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 20, 2016 20:39:15 GMT -8
Cairex was right; it didn't take long at all for a patrol to come loping along and happen upon the Albish knight. The mini-pack of eight approached, reverting to their more humanoid shapes and calling out to the male in excited barks and howls before their leader spoke with a wolfish grin.
"Forgepyre! What brings you to the Moors?"
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Nov 21, 2016 4:35:40 GMT -8
Cairex grinnned at the greeting, tail wagging happily. He missed being among his own kind, and while the pack in Avelius helped, there was only so much time one could spend amongst humans before desiring to split something in two.
"I am passing through, mostly at least, thought I would spend a couple days here before moving on. I go to hunt in the Wyld, and figured you might have some younger warriors wanting to prove their mettle."
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 21, 2016 8:23:10 GMT -8
"Hn. We might at that. Will you come with us to the den in the hills? The tribe is currently there. I'm sure you'll find some pups willing to go with you." Chuckles rumbled through the patrol. Actual youngsters wouldn't be allowed to go on such a trek, of course, but it amused them to call the unproven warriors 'pups' because it got their hackles up. Always entertaining to watch them puff themselves up and try to act tough.
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Nov 21, 2016 13:57:20 GMT -8
"Aye, I thought you'd never ask." He laughed, heartily. He was in good spirits this day, among the closest thing he had left to family.
Assuming they began heading back to the Den, he would offer his tale of dealing with the wizard and the dragon as a good travelling yarn, telling of the destruction and trial caused by the wizard.
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:35:52 GMT -8
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Nov 21, 2016 17:07:33 GMT -8
The patrol traveled at a somewhat leisurely pace with Cairex, leading him back to the location in question.
<Exit to the Hill Dens>
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2017 18:16:40 GMT -8
It was time for a good hunt. The question was, which prey would she find first? The Moors had a number of different kinds, and each blood offered different aspects. Granted, the meat was all good. The lieutenant could be seen carefully navigating rocky hills on a wild pony, trying not to create too much noise and keeping a keen eye out for anything that might appear now at dusk.
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Boireann Allaidh
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Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:35:52 GMT -8
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Jan 22, 2017 11:40:05 GMT -8
If the female was as good of a hunter as she thought she was, she'd realize quickly that she was being watched, although the watchers were careful to keep themselves hidden. She might even be able to spot furry forms loping between rocky outcroppings, taking cover while they tracked her passage, and the single avian circling high above, far out of range, couldn't be missed. The unspoken message was clear: If this human was really foolish enough to venture into the lands of the Wildlings, and try to hunt them in their own territory, she wasn't going to do so without a hell of a fight on her hands.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2017 14:02:56 GMT -8
Indeed, she knew. These creatures didn't let wanderers remain so in their territories for very long without making contact - or in this case, watching her. The blood magic was already active in her left eye - giving her a second sight, where each warm body was visible amongst the cold rocks of the hills.
For now, she was moving in little by little, watching for the largest form that was tracking her. THAT would likely make a grand trophy for her leader.
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Boireann Allaidh
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: 34
Physical Description: Of an average height for her species, Boireann stands at a full 6'1" in her mostly-humanoid form. Her fur is a rich, soft black interspersed with bits of sable and silver, and her eyes are a dark, gleaming shade of gold flecked and streaked with jade green. While in this shape, she has hands just like a human, albeit tipped with claws and bearing paw-pads, and she has a feminine shape, complete with full breasts, small waist, and flaring hips. Whether in her more humanoid form of her more bestial one, she has the head, hind legs, and full, fluffy tail of a wolf. In the thick mane of the fur/hair on her head are woven beads of wood and bone and a few simple metal charms. While in her more bestial form, she is a large and hulking wolf that only bears a vague resemblance to a human, more muscular and slightly hunched-over compared to her more humanoid shape, with true front paws rather than hands.
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Clothes and Equipment: Clothing within the Tribes is a rarity, but on the times when Outsiders venture into the Moors - or the even less frequent times when Boireann leaves the Wolf Tribe to venture outside the Moors - she wears simple leathers, consisting of a banded top that covers her breasts, and a dangling loincloth. Whether inside the tribe or out, she can always be seen wearing a few different items of jewelry: An bracelet around her upper left arm, three small hoop earrings in each canine ear, a matrimonial band around the fourth digit of her right hand, and an encircling chain belt around her hips. She carries no weaponry or equipment, her claws and teeth being enough.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 10:35:52 GMT -8
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Post by Boireann Allaidh on Feb 4, 2017 10:36:15 GMT -8
After several long minutes, the figures began to emerge from their places - half a dozen wolves, and four badgers who were very nearly frothing at the mouth, looking like they were itching for a fight. One wolf seemed to be in charge and stepped forward, a male with sable fur and a booming voice who growled at her across the distance.
"Your kind are not welcome here, abomination. Leave the Moors. Now."
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