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 28, 2016 5:19:43 GMT -8
"I will be around for a couple of days, and more than happy to speak with you."
He nodded in response to her half-bow then followed Boireann into the large cavern. Cairex took his seat next to Boireann and helped himself to a hearty, but appropriate, sampling of everything that was provided.
"You are right to be concerned, the Fae harbor little in the way of good will towards your people. I aim to fix that. For now, any who travel with me should be afforded the same protections as I am, I have a standing invitation to visit their city and very few would actively seek to risk the wrath of their Queen....or the King Averin, who I am also a representative of."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 7:46:01 GMT -8
Josidiah had chewed through a few pieces of the meat and potato, and when she appeared again he was swallowing a bit down with some water. Hearing the praise to his appetite brought his eyes down, a very faint color tinting his cheeks. How was he supposed to answer that?
Instead, he simply nods as he snaps up the last bit of meat to eat - carefully easing himself into sitting up with only a little ache in his being. It was actually nice to be able to move even this well. His free hand went for the bandaging over his shoulder, preparing to tug it off so she could do as needed.
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 3, 2016 9:13:51 GMT -8
"Here, let me. I would not wish you to harm yourself on accident." Ifanna knelt beside him, reaching forward to gently unwrap the bandage and peel away the spent poultice. She sniffed surreptitiously at the wound, making sure the scent of infection was absent, and once satisfied that it was, began to gently wipe away the poultice's residue from his skin with a damp cloth.
"I do not know what you plan to do once you are healed, but a friend of our tribe has recently arrived from Avelius. He says a delegation from the mainland will be arriving in the city soon, and that you may be able to bargain with them for passage off of Alban, if you like." With his skin cleaned, she carefully applied the new poultice she'd prepared and began to wind bandages around his shoulder again, her movements swift and sure, but filled with the tenderness of one used to the task.
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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 Dec 3, 2016 9:17:44 GMT -8
"Hm. Centuries of muted hostilities and twenty years of outright war have not endeared the Fae to us, or us to them, and I am uncertain how much one person may be able to achieve in terms of mending this rift. But I will trust you to see our young warriors safely into and out of the Wyld, Cairex - it is not my place, or anyone's place, to forbid them a chance to prove themselves, should any choose to accompany you." She nodded and continued eating. It seemed that word had already gotten out, and half a dozen of the younger warriors were clustered near one of he entrances to the cavern, talking quietly among themselves and casting eager looks toward Cairex. Boireann chuckled, amused by this.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 9:45:13 GMT -8
"Here, let me. I would not wish you to harm yourself on accident." Ifanna knelt beside him, reaching forward to gently unwrap the bandage and peel away the spent poultice. She sniffed surreptitiously at the wound, making sure the scent of infection was absent, and once satisfied that it was, began to gently wipe away the poultice's residue from his skin with a damp cloth.
"I do not know what you plan to do once you are healed, but a friend of our tribe has recently arrived from Avelius. He says a delegation from the mainland will be arriving in the city soon, and that you may be able to bargain with them for passage off of Alban, if you like." With his skin cleaned, she carefully applied the new poultice she'd prepared and began to wind bandages around his shoulder again, her movements swift and sure, but filled with the tenderness of one used to the task. The male remained very still as she worked, not wanting to make this any harder for her. When she spoke of a friend offering to take him off the island, his ear twitched just a bit to signify he was listening - and his expression deepened to a depressed one. His head was kept down, eyes searching for some unknown answer in the furs and the tray of food and the wall. "... I don't know what I'll do," he mumbles. "I honestly don't... I haven't for some time."
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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 Dec 4, 2016 9:46:15 GMT -8
"Whelps are always eager for a chance at a fight. Or to prove their mettle."
He chuckled to himself, remembering his own "younger" days. He was likely not that much older than they, but years of solitude and then being a knight had made him feel far older than his years.
"How many would you recommend I take?"
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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 Dec 4, 2016 11:38:17 GMT -8
"There are four who will be facing their trial to become full-fledged hunters for the Tribe in the coming summer. I would think they would benefit the most from your adventure." She gestured toward the younglings gathered, specifically to a quartet who were slightly taller than the others, and seemed a bit more sure of themselves, three males and a female. Then she hesitated, a piece of meat held between two claws, and looked at Cairex with a somewhat serious gaze.
"I suspect Ifanna may ask to go with you. If she does, I ask that you keep a very close eye on her. Our menders are very few, and she is of great value to us. It would be very difficult for the tribe if she were to die."
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 4, 2016 11:43:47 GMT -8
"I would suggest that you go to the Spires and seek the guidance of the spirits.. but that is a place sacred to the People, and I do not think the Elders would grant permission for you to set foot there." She sounded apologetic as she said this, tying off the bandage and making sure it was secure, though not too tight as to cut off blood flow to the area in question. She leaned back then, gathering her supplies and the dishes from what food he'd finished, leaving the remainder of the food for Josidiah to consume as he wished. She paused before leaving, giving him a sympathetic look.
"I do not know what sort of trials and hardships have brought you to the shores of Alban, and I will not ask you to share them with me if you do not feel comfortable doing so. But there is one thing I can tell you: You cannot let the pain of your past keep you from going forward with your life. The spirits test us all, and some of their methods are harsh, but in the end, it drives us to reach the height of our potential."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 16:02:14 GMT -8
Her words did little to soothe his weary soul, or help mend any of his torment. Instead, he steadily became more bitter - the expression in his downcast eyes painfully apparent.
"If what was done to me was just a test, then I curse those very spirits for doing something so cruel just to serve me a lesson - and I'll never forgive them for it."
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 4, 2016 16:36:27 GMT -8
"That is your choice. As it is also your choice to give up. Rest well." Ifanna sensed there was no point in her trying to offer comfort or advice. Instead, she simply stood and exited the area, pulling the curtain shut behind her, assuming Josidiah didn't stop her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 17:01:22 GMT -8
Josidiah said nothing more, feeling his bitterness settle in to a point it almost made him sick. But he clenched his jaw, and eased himself into lying back down with his back to the curtain. There was no rest or sleep in his near future, so he resorted to simply staring at the wall and trying to shut his mind down despite how it wandered.
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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 Dec 5, 2016 7:11:20 GMT -8
"Best to take the younger ones anyway I think. Less history of them with the Fae to begin with, and younger minds are usually quicker to form new opinions."
He paused to eat some more food while considering Boireann's words on the mender.
"I would be happy to have her along. I shall look after her like she was Kong Averin himself."
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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 Dec 5, 2016 11:00:22 GMT -8
"Good. Then we are in agreement. I look forward to your return, and I am sure Madadh will be pleased to see you among us again as well. He should be back shortly after we move to our winter dens." She cast a warning glance at the younglings, who dispersed into smaller clusters and spread out to various areas of the cavern. She took a few final bites of food and sips of her drink before standing.
"Forgive me, I must go tend to some preparations, if our young ones are to go with you. Enjoy yourself." With that, she'd hurry out of the cavern, heading down a tunnel across the way.
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 5, 2016 11:03:26 GMT -8
Since Josidiah didn't try to stop her, Ifanna deposited the items she was carrying in their respective places - her tools in her nest and the leavings of his meal in the food preparation cavern - before making her way toward the main gathering cavern. She arrived just in time to see Boireann depart, leaving Cairex alone near the cavern's center. The Mender approached and sank down near him, but not too close as to be rude, not wanting to infringe upon his personal space given they were only newly met.
"Hello again." She snagged a piece of meat from Boireann's half-finished meal and popped it into her mouth, chewing with relish.
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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 Dec 5, 2016 17:47:19 GMT -8
"Thank you for your assistance."
Cairex gave a respectful nod then turned to deal with his food. He had just taken a massive bite of venison when Ifanna sat down.
"Hrmffe..." He swallowed a large piece, choked for a moment and took a swallow of water to clear it.
"Hello to you too."
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 6, 2016 9:00:08 GMT -8
Ifanna glanced at him and the corners of her mouth tilted up in a near-smile, while she huffed a soft sound of amusement. Perhaps she shouldn't laugh, she hadn't meant to take him by surprise after all, but it was rather funny to hear the noise he made. At least he didn't choke. She began taking bits and pieces of the food left behind by Boireann, eating in a rapid, nearly dainty manner. Almost birdlike.
"So you are taking some of our younglings with you to the Wyld." It wasn't a question, rather a thoughtful statement of fact. She eyed Cairex in a considering manner for a moment, then nodded, as though affirming something to herself.
"I wish to come with you."
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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 Dec 7, 2016 4:12:39 GMT -8
"I suspected as much, or Boireann did at least. She has given her blessing for you to come with us to Scath'lean. We will be leaving the day after tomorrow."
There was no reason to beat around the bush, and he polished off the last of his meat as he awaited her reply.
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 7, 2016 10:12:03 GMT -8
Ifanna seemed openly surprised by this, her ears flicking forward and perking noticeably as her nostrils flared with a sharp intake of breath. She knew their Alpha's mate was extremely perceptive, but Ifanna thought she'd hidden her wishes quite well. Apparently not. Still, that was a relief, and the female seemed immensely pleased by this fact as she took a few more bites of food. Having finished what remained of Boireann's abandoned meal, she focused the bulk of her attention on Cairex.
"This is a relief. I was afraid I would have to persuade her. Before the war began, we had an uneasy truce with the Fae, and had some small trade with them, including many plants that were very useful for healing. It is my hope that I can gather a few of these while we are there, although the ideal course of action would be to reestablish trade with the Fae to have a steady supply." She figured she owed him an explanation of why she wanted to come. Ifanna wasn't much of one for fighting just for the sake of it, an oddity among the Wolf Tribe, but perhaps expected of a Mender. They tended to have gentle natures, preferring healing to violence.
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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 Dec 8, 2016 5:44:33 GMT -8
"It is exactly that kind of thing I am trying to promote with this mission. I am a stranger to these lands I now call home, and I know it would make things far easier for our King if his people were united in word and spirit."
The mission wasn't necessarily sanctioned by the King, but Cairex was certain he would not object to it. And it got the notoriously undiplomatic werewolf away from the presence of the visiting High Lady of Isra.
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Ifanna the Mender
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 29
Physical Description: Small for one of the Wildlings - and one of the Wolf Tribe - Ifanna stands slightly less than six feet tall. She has golden fur with white markings and patches of grey, and golden eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ifanna wears little in the way of clothing like many of her people, although she has a small amount of jewelry. She always has a leather belt around her hips that bears several small pouches, carrying the herbs and medicines that she uses in her craft.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Nov 19, 2016 10:22:56 GMT -8
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Post by Ifanna the Mender on Dec 9, 2016 9:54:49 GMT -8
Ifanna looked at Cairex with an obvious expression of surprise.. and a bit of concern.
"Do you mean to take us to the Fae city, then?" There was obvious worry in her voice. Going into the Wyld was one thing.. approaching the lone Fae stronghold within that ancient forest was another. She had no doubt that all of them, aside from Cairex, would be slaughtered on sight if they came within view of the city's gates.
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