Okami
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 22
Physical Description: Okami is a young lycanthrope thief. Thanks to his... profession and heritage he has a very respectable build, standing 5,9 feet and weighting around 68 kilograms. He has no prominent muscles whatsoever, sacrificing size for development.
Okami's skin is tanned, his eyes, dark brown, and his hair limp and black. It's long enough for him to tie it as a ponytail reaching few centimeters below the shoulders.
His face is clean, meaning there's no facial hair, he likes to keep it like that and shaves every time he seems a beard starting to come to life on his persona.
Clothes and Equipment: Okami wears leather clothing, which offers him basic protection. His leather is black with a few purple stripes dyed at the edges. The left sleeve is long whereas the right is non-existent, but he does not let this arm go nude though. On it he wears black leather bracer which protects his forearm. A black fabric hood, along a purple scarf which covers his mouth and nose help hide his identity. Lastly, black leather armor above gray pants are what protect his lower body.
When it comes down to equipment, Okami prefers to keep it down to the essentials. He wields two steel daggers, although he will use one for a more tactical style of fighting. He also keeps a few throwing knives along a portable bow and a supply of five arrows. A set of lock-picks and his already-mentioned leather armor.
Player's online availability : Most of the time...
Registered: Apr 16, 2015 14:52:20 GMT -8
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Post by Okami on May 7, 2015 13:22:06 GMT -8
[Enters from a random workshop in the Central Square] Okami entered to the Chapel when all his partners were gathered in, he came right in time to hear that he was going to be within a team of three persons counting him. It was almost time for them to part different ways in the look of these amazing gems Camilla was talking about, he just hoped for his order to be in time. *Two days ago in the night just after Okami bought the new daggers and throwing knifes* [/i] ”Arhg!”[/b] Okami groaned out of pain as he felt how he got cut in the arm with his own dagger as he tried to catch it with the use of the chain it had attached to it; he had already cut more than ten times that night trying to do it, his injuries were healing already since they cuts weren’t deep enough to deal serious damage and his lycan heritage. This would require a lot of technique and something else Okami did not have, but didn’t know what was that, he sat for hours thinking what he needed in order to complete the technique, he had already developed one but, it required some sort of gadget in order to be efficient since the chain wrapping Okami’s forearms blocked some of his elbow’s movement, then he realized, what he needed, he immediately ran toward the closer mechanic workshop, it was late, but not late enough for places to close, so he was lucky to get there in time using his enhanced speed (Lycans have enhanced everything :v ). “Oh, welcome… as you can see… it’s kinda late but we are still working so, what do you need boya?” A man looked at Okami as he entered through the door. ”Well, I need a mechanism that could help me with this”[/b] Okami shown the chained daggers to the man before launching them and taking them back but cutting himself in the process. “Oh, A retail system? Aye we can do that but I’d take at least three days taking in count that you want to use it with those things” He replied. ”I need them for after tomorrow… I know it’ll be hard (and expensive…)”[/b] “YOU CRAZY KID?! THIS AIN’T EASY; WE NEED AN ALCHEMIST, A MAGE, AT LEAST OTHER TWO MECHANICS AND A BLACKSMITH IN ORDER TO FINISH IN THAT SET OF TIME, NO JUST NO” the man complained screaming out loud as he shocked his fist with the work table. ”… There isn’t a need to make so much noise gentleman… I know how hard this’ll be, I’ll pay thirty gold in advance so you can hire the needed men and buy the materials… Also, if you can make me something to hold throwing knifes, some sort of special sheath…”[/b] “ARGH! CAN YOU HEAR?!-“the man screamed before calming down as he saw how most workers started to stare at them. “Ok kid… Guess we can do it… but the total cost its fifty gold and one hundred silver if you want the best quality” the man explained Okami. ”Thanks…”[/b] Okami said before leaving the place. *In the chapel* Okami gazed at his team, a man and a dog… interesting how a talking dog ended being part of the quest, but little did Okami care about it, he then went outside the chapel to wait for them. [Enters to Central Squeare]
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Rakki
Established
Online: Arriving at the Lake of Dreams
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: 20
Physical Description: Rakki is a bipedal anthropomorphic canine resembling a lab or perhaps a collie or shepherd of some kind. He sports thick, shaggy brown fur in addition to similarly colored but distinctly longer hair atop his head. His facial structure is nearly fully canine, and he sports a greater number of muscles in his face, which allow him to express a wider range of more human emotions. He has four fingers and one opposable thumb on each hand, with each finger ending in a claw rather than a fingernail. Although he walks upright, Rakki walks with a digitigrade (toe walking) stance, and his feet largely resemble that of a dog, preventing him from donning ordinary footwear. Rakki possesses a tail, which is medium length relative to his body and does not drag upon the ground.
Picture reference: http://i.imgur.com/llsw5bf.jpg
Clothes and Equipment: Rakki possesses relatively little clothing and equipment. He is usually clothed in robes made of stitched-together sack cloth, with a simple rope belt to prevent them from coming open. He walks barefoot, but thanks to the thick pads on his feet this usually presents little difficulty.
Other than his cloths, he possesses a rather large bindle made of a stick and a big patch of sack cloth, with small pockets stitched onto the inside. He uses it to carry only a flint, assorted herbs, gauze, any rations, and a small skillet.
Player's online availability : Practically anytime, less reliable on weekends.
Registered: May 4, 2015 20:24:17 GMT -8
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Post by Rakki on May 7, 2015 14:02:36 GMT -8
Rakki arose as requested, trying his best not to appear too visibly pleased by Camilla's simple affirmation. Much like a feral dog, the chimera was a sucker for positive reinforcement of any kind, so much so that he had to reach down and grasp his tail to prevent it from waggling all over the place.
A giddy grin was plastered across his muzzle as he turned to his new travelling companions. "This is quite an undertaking. Are you prepared to face what perils may lie ahead of us?" (I'm going to refrain from posting any further until Zax is done with work)
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Zax Miguel
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 27 years old
Physical Description: A lean young man with tan skin and dusty brown hair. His beard is kept short and well trimmed. He has dark blue eyes and a scar from a knife wound starting on his chin and moving up just under his lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Dark green travelers cloak (slightly damaged)
Grey tunic, brown pants (2 pair each)
Leather Backpack and sleeping roll
Steel Cutlass with an Ivory Handle
2 Steel Daggers
Wine Skin and Cloth Coin bag
Short bow and Hide Quiver with supply of arrows
Registered: Apr 29, 2015 9:37:03 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Miguel on May 7, 2015 15:13:24 GMT -8
Zax sits in the back of chapel listening to the Princess. He wore a new brown tunic, he had to replace his clothing that was damaged in the bar fight the night before. Once his orders were received he approached Rakki, "Well we certainly got the best end of the quest. Unknown lands, do we all have the supplies we need? I bought some trail rations and everything we need to cure meats. Way I figure it, we can hunt along the way."
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Rakki
Established
Online: Arriving at the Lake of Dreams
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: 20
Physical Description: Rakki is a bipedal anthropomorphic canine resembling a lab or perhaps a collie or shepherd of some kind. He sports thick, shaggy brown fur in addition to similarly colored but distinctly longer hair atop his head. His facial structure is nearly fully canine, and he sports a greater number of muscles in his face, which allow him to express a wider range of more human emotions. He has four fingers and one opposable thumb on each hand, with each finger ending in a claw rather than a fingernail. Although he walks upright, Rakki walks with a digitigrade (toe walking) stance, and his feet largely resemble that of a dog, preventing him from donning ordinary footwear. Rakki possesses a tail, which is medium length relative to his body and does not drag upon the ground.
Picture reference: http://i.imgur.com/llsw5bf.jpg
Clothes and Equipment: Rakki possesses relatively little clothing and equipment. He is usually clothed in robes made of stitched-together sack cloth, with a simple rope belt to prevent them from coming open. He walks barefoot, but thanks to the thick pads on his feet this usually presents little difficulty.
Other than his cloths, he possesses a rather large bindle made of a stick and a big patch of sack cloth, with small pockets stitched onto the inside. He uses it to carry only a flint, assorted herbs, gauze, any rations, and a small skillet.
Player's online availability : Practically anytime, less reliable on weekends.
Registered: May 4, 2015 20:24:17 GMT -8
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Post by Rakki on May 7, 2015 15:21:02 GMT -8
Rakki nodded in agreement with Zax's suggestion. Other than a few tools, herbs difficult to find in the wilderness, and a day's worth of water, the canine carried practically nothing on his person when he traveled. Years of wilderness survival left him capable of surviving some of the harshest conditions without any sort of supplies other than what the land provided. "Agreed. I am beginning to see why the Princess chose to send us three out into uncharted territory." He mused, scratching the scruff of his chin as he spoke."No sense in weighing ourselves down, it'll only make the journey longer." As he spoke, his stomach protested loud. "guh...that said, it would be unwise to leave on an empty stomach. Shall we stop at a tavern...a different tavern from the one last night perhaps?"
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Zax Miguel
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 27 years old
Physical Description: A lean young man with tan skin and dusty brown hair. His beard is kept short and well trimmed. He has dark blue eyes and a scar from a knife wound starting on his chin and moving up just under his lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Dark green travelers cloak (slightly damaged)
Grey tunic, brown pants (2 pair each)
Leather Backpack and sleeping roll
Steel Cutlass with an Ivory Handle
2 Steel Daggers
Wine Skin and Cloth Coin bag
Short bow and Hide Quiver with supply of arrows
Registered: Apr 29, 2015 9:37:03 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Miguel on May 7, 2015 16:34:49 GMT -8
Zax grinned, "Yes I don't suppose the tavern from last night would work. I would love a bite to eat before we begin our trek."
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Rakki
Established
Online: Arriving at the Lake of Dreams
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: 20
Physical Description: Rakki is a bipedal anthropomorphic canine resembling a lab or perhaps a collie or shepherd of some kind. He sports thick, shaggy brown fur in addition to similarly colored but distinctly longer hair atop his head. His facial structure is nearly fully canine, and he sports a greater number of muscles in his face, which allow him to express a wider range of more human emotions. He has four fingers and one opposable thumb on each hand, with each finger ending in a claw rather than a fingernail. Although he walks upright, Rakki walks with a digitigrade (toe walking) stance, and his feet largely resemble that of a dog, preventing him from donning ordinary footwear. Rakki possesses a tail, which is medium length relative to his body and does not drag upon the ground.
Picture reference: http://i.imgur.com/llsw5bf.jpg
Clothes and Equipment: Rakki possesses relatively little clothing and equipment. He is usually clothed in robes made of stitched-together sack cloth, with a simple rope belt to prevent them from coming open. He walks barefoot, but thanks to the thick pads on his feet this usually presents little difficulty.
Other than his cloths, he possesses a rather large bindle made of a stick and a big patch of sack cloth, with small pockets stitched onto the inside. He uses it to carry only a flint, assorted herbs, gauze, any rations, and a small skillet.
Player's online availability : Practically anytime, less reliable on weekends.
Registered: May 4, 2015 20:24:17 GMT -8
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Post by Rakki on May 7, 2015 16:43:55 GMT -8
"Aye." Rakki stepped closer to Zax, gingerly pulling him aside for partly private word. "Listen...This may be a long journey, and so we must all learn to cooperate. I don't ask much, but I cannot abide the likes of the senseless violence that I witnessed last night." He spoke gravely, not antagonizing Zax but fully conveying how strongly he felt about the situation. "I can tell from your life force alone that you are strong and skilled enough to have dispatched all of those ruffians without killing anyone, and yet you slayed two men. If we are to travel together, I simply cannot abide such things. Please...I ask you only to avoid bloodshed unless your survival depends upon it."
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Zax Miguel
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 27 years old
Physical Description: A lean young man with tan skin and dusty brown hair. His beard is kept short and well trimmed. He has dark blue eyes and a scar from a knife wound starting on his chin and moving up just under his lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Dark green travelers cloak (slightly damaged)
Grey tunic, brown pants (2 pair each)
Leather Backpack and sleeping roll
Steel Cutlass with an Ivory Handle
2 Steel Daggers
Wine Skin and Cloth Coin bag
Short bow and Hide Quiver with supply of arrows
Registered: Apr 29, 2015 9:37:03 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Miguel on May 7, 2015 17:08:24 GMT -8
Zax pulled back from Rakki a bit, "Look Dogman, had I not been wounded I killed more then the two men, if it was up to me we would have dispatched all of those ruffians. I won't abide spies not when we seek something so incredibly dangerous, any of those men that survived last night are no doubt reporting back to whoever hired them. What do they want, just stop the Princess from finding these artifacts? No, I don't believe so. By not killing those men we potentially put the people of this kingdom in grave danger. Someone knows what we're after and that concerns me deeply" Zax pulled back in closer to Rakki, "That said I do not wish to offend you, as long as it will not endanger the people of this kingdom I will spare all the lives I can. You are now my companion and brother in arms until this mission is over if necessary I will kill for you, if necessary I will die for you my friend."
Zax readjusts his pack, wincing a bit from his wounded shoulder, "I will pray there will be no need for further bloodshed on our travels, I will agree to avoid needless death, but should there be a need I will do what is necessary. I do hope you understand."
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on May 7, 2015 17:11:49 GMT -8
Camilla smiled at the show of camaraderie already happening. And since nobody else seemed to be speaking up, she motioned for her party to come with her. Those in her party could ask more questions if she hadn't been clear enough. But for now? She wanted to get on the road before it grew to be too late in the day for the journey to begin. "Be well to all of you. Please come back safely."
And with that, she was already headed to the stables, and then to the Usque.
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Rakki
Established
Online: Arriving at the Lake of Dreams
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: 20
Physical Description: Rakki is a bipedal anthropomorphic canine resembling a lab or perhaps a collie or shepherd of some kind. He sports thick, shaggy brown fur in addition to similarly colored but distinctly longer hair atop his head. His facial structure is nearly fully canine, and he sports a greater number of muscles in his face, which allow him to express a wider range of more human emotions. He has four fingers and one opposable thumb on each hand, with each finger ending in a claw rather than a fingernail. Although he walks upright, Rakki walks with a digitigrade (toe walking) stance, and his feet largely resemble that of a dog, preventing him from donning ordinary footwear. Rakki possesses a tail, which is medium length relative to his body and does not drag upon the ground.
Picture reference: http://i.imgur.com/llsw5bf.jpg
Clothes and Equipment: Rakki possesses relatively little clothing and equipment. He is usually clothed in robes made of stitched-together sack cloth, with a simple rope belt to prevent them from coming open. He walks barefoot, but thanks to the thick pads on his feet this usually presents little difficulty.
Other than his cloths, he possesses a rather large bindle made of a stick and a big patch of sack cloth, with small pockets stitched onto the inside. He uses it to carry only a flint, assorted herbs, gauze, any rations, and a small skillet.
Player's online availability : Practically anytime, less reliable on weekends.
Registered: May 4, 2015 20:24:17 GMT -8
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Post by Rakki on May 7, 2015 17:24:05 GMT -8
Rakki was taken aback by the man's reply at first, but his words were sound and he could find no fault in them. In fact, he admired his conviction and willingness to compromise, perhaps he had judged him a little too harshly. He replied only with a nod, and then shook his hand firmly. "Okami seems to be preoccupied with his own affairs at the moment...shall we find something to eat, then collect him and begin our journey?"
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Zax Miguel
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 27 years old
Physical Description: A lean young man with tan skin and dusty brown hair. His beard is kept short and well trimmed. He has dark blue eyes and a scar from a knife wound starting on his chin and moving up just under his lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Dark green travelers cloak (slightly damaged)
Grey tunic, brown pants (2 pair each)
Leather Backpack and sleeping roll
Steel Cutlass with an Ivory Handle
2 Steel Daggers
Wine Skin and Cloth Coin bag
Short bow and Hide Quiver with supply of arrows
Registered: Apr 29, 2015 9:37:03 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Miguel on May 7, 2015 17:59:07 GMT -8
Zax smiled as he shook Rakki's hand, "Indeed let us have a hearty meal then recover our friend."
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William, John, and Paul
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: ?
Physical Description: An old blind man. Always flanked by two men. One carrying the Staff of the First Tree, the other carrying a book titled: The Way of the Seven Paths.
Clothes and Equipment: Ring of Onyx
Tarot Deck
Rough brown robe
Registered: Dec 2, 2015 9:38:38 GMT -8
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Post by William, John, and Paul on Dec 4, 2015 0:58:13 GMT -8
The trio of priest, from a foreign religion, walked into the chapel. They were led by a blind man wearing an onyx ring. One disciple in black carried a gnarled root that was shaped into a staff. The second similarly clad subordinate held a large leather bound book.
The blind man walked down the isle and prostrated himself before the alter. The priest with the staff stepped forward and held the root in the air. The third priest spread his hand over the book and began to chant in an alien tongue. "Sy'Thag aheh'Euah grauw" The book opened and pages began to flip. If one were to look at the turning pages at this moment it would be viewed as a flick book of their life.
This strange ceremony would continue.
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William, John, and Paul
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: ?
Physical Description: An old blind man. Always flanked by two men. One carrying the Staff of the First Tree, the other carrying a book titled: The Way of the Seven Paths.
Clothes and Equipment: Ring of Onyx
Tarot Deck
Rough brown robe
Registered: Dec 2, 2015 9:38:38 GMT -8
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Post by William, John, and Paul on Dec 5, 2015 11:48:50 GMT -8
The chanting grew to a fever and then, suddenly died. A far off voice, sounding from above, filled the silence. "Greetings from The Homeland brother William." The voice said.
"You devoted wanderer reports from the Kingdom of Medan, High Priest." William pushed himself to his knees and cast his blind eyes to the ceiling.
"Have you seen any signs of brother Shaun." Asked the voice
"No, we are simply communicating our location to you. We are in a small chapel. The flow of the Wanderer is strong here."
"Good. The location is recorded. Be on your way brother William." The voice quieted and did not return. The three men left the church.
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Umbra the Dragonling
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 20
Physical Description: In his Dragon form, Umbra takes the form of a soot-black young dragon, whose eyes shimmer green like mad emeralds. His wings were broken long ago, but any external injuries have healed. Nevertheless, his wings are extremely sensitive and he winces at the touch.
Human form Umbra looks like a young adult boy, with dark hair and similarly green eyes.
Source for human-form Umbra:
http://imgur.com/a/twqX9
Source for dragon-form Umbra:
https://i.imgur.com/WhWVbxP
Clothes and Equipment: Human-form umbra wears dark leather pants and trendy dark shoes. He leaves his upper body bare, save for elaborate tattoos.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 0:04:11 GMT -8
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Post by Umbra the Dragonling on Feb 26, 2016 3:43:38 GMT -8
The chapel was empty and quiet. As Umbra stepped inside, the acoustics magnified the footsteps of his slender, naked human feet, sounding like heavy rainfall on the church floor. Of all the remnants untouched By Zephidel in the city, this one would suffice to give him shelter, for now.
Umbra iniated his transformation -which he detested- And as the bones snapped into place and his skin dissolved into solid black scales, he eyed the arches on the ceiling. He figured, they would be a fine plce to hide, and should he be discovered, the stained glass would provide a valid, if dramatic, exit point. When Umbra felt his wings were large enough to carry him, he fluttered high to the ceiling level to assess the situation, and roost for the time being.
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Wedge
Established
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: 35
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, including helm.
Registered: Feb 26, 2016 0:37:23 GMT -8
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Post by Wedge on Feb 26, 2016 8:45:03 GMT -8
Also upon the roof was Wedge, sitting there on his break. the city was fun to watch at night, and he had a minimal job that allowed him to get away with a lot of hiding throughout the day. the city was a sight to behold. At night, the burning fires of the industrial complex of stonevale could be seen all around. Magical spotlights affixed to towers came alive and searched far off streets every so often, and the hole in the coliseum where mining was done was massive and filled with lights during the night. frightened, he looked over to Umbra. "Whoa!" city theme music:
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Umbra the Dragonling
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 20
Physical Description: In his Dragon form, Umbra takes the form of a soot-black young dragon, whose eyes shimmer green like mad emeralds. His wings were broken long ago, but any external injuries have healed. Nevertheless, his wings are extremely sensitive and he winces at the touch.
Human form Umbra looks like a young adult boy, with dark hair and similarly green eyes.
Source for human-form Umbra:
http://imgur.com/a/twqX9
Source for dragon-form Umbra:
https://i.imgur.com/WhWVbxP
Clothes and Equipment: Human-form umbra wears dark leather pants and trendy dark shoes. He leaves his upper body bare, save for elaborate tattoos.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 0:04:11 GMT -8
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Post by Umbra the Dragonling on Feb 26, 2016 12:03:06 GMT -8
Umbra indeed did slip out to the roof, after looking around the chapel from the supporting beams by the ceiling and finding them sufficient for his needs. In a moment of curiosity, he slipped to the roof through one of the glass paintings, which had been damaged, possibly during the renovations.
Umbra was lucky he blended in against the marble, he could easily be mistaken for a gargoyle if he stood perfectly still. When he was absolutely sure nobody was watching, he used his sharp claws, with the assistance of his wings, to make his way to the roof. And right as he pushed himself over the edge...
Crap.
He was staring a Goraian guard square in the eye, flinched by the surprise. Idiot! Of course they would patrol the rooftops. What were you thinking! Umbra hesitated. Of course this tin can deserved to die. He was ruining his survival plan, for Twilight's sake! But if he'd just toss him overboard, his cover would be blown. Therefore he chose an uncharacteristic move:
"Don't move." He said, staring intently. His voice was calm, even, but serious. "Don't scream. Don't make a sound. Or I will. Kill. You."
Umbra was frozen in place, waiting for the guard to react.
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Wedge
Established
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: 35
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, including helm.
Registered: Feb 26, 2016 0:37:23 GMT -8
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Post by Wedge on Feb 26, 2016 12:08:10 GMT -8
!!
Wedge said nothing. He wasn't even on duty. He'd stay as silent as he needed to just be let go.
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Umbra the Dragonling
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 20
Physical Description: In his Dragon form, Umbra takes the form of a soot-black young dragon, whose eyes shimmer green like mad emeralds. His wings were broken long ago, but any external injuries have healed. Nevertheless, his wings are extremely sensitive and he winces at the touch.
Human form Umbra looks like a young adult boy, with dark hair and similarly green eyes.
Source for human-form Umbra:
http://imgur.com/a/twqX9
Source for dragon-form Umbra:
https://i.imgur.com/WhWVbxP
Clothes and Equipment: Human-form umbra wears dark leather pants and trendy dark shoes. He leaves his upper body bare, save for elaborate tattoos.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 0:04:11 GMT -8
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Post by Umbra the Dragonling on Feb 26, 2016 12:27:49 GMT -8
Oh hey, a coward! I love cowards! The soldier seemed to be taken off guard. Umbra had the advantage now, so he made the most off it. Time to have some fun.
Umbra inched closer, still locking eyes with the soldier. "Here's what's going to happen. You will eat that steaming pile of garbage you call lunch. You will do this quickly. Then you will pack your things and leave. Next time you feel like taking a break from standing around with a stick up your ass, you will not come here. You will go elsewhere. You will also tell the other soldiers not to come here. Because..." Umbra was now right in front of him. He slammed his talon to the roof and ripped of a tile. "It's slippery and you might fall." He proceeded to slam the tile to the wall right next to the man's head, where it crumbled to tiny pieces.
He gave the man a look like his head would be next. "Are we clear on this?" He arched his neck so that his mouth was close enough for the man to smell his breath. It reeked of sulphur and iron.
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Wedge
Established
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: 35
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, including helm.
Registered: Feb 26, 2016 0:37:23 GMT -8
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Post by Wedge on Feb 26, 2016 12:46:17 GMT -8
"...yes..." he gulped. Fuck this. He'd be out of here as soon as humanly possible.
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Umbra the Dragonling
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 20
Physical Description: In his Dragon form, Umbra takes the form of a soot-black young dragon, whose eyes shimmer green like mad emeralds. His wings were broken long ago, but any external injuries have healed. Nevertheless, his wings are extremely sensitive and he winces at the touch.
Human form Umbra looks like a young adult boy, with dark hair and similarly green eyes.
Source for human-form Umbra:
http://imgur.com/a/twqX9
Source for dragon-form Umbra:
https://i.imgur.com/WhWVbxP
Clothes and Equipment: Human-form umbra wears dark leather pants and trendy dark shoes. He leaves his upper body bare, save for elaborate tattoos.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 0:04:11 GMT -8
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Post by Umbra the Dragonling on Feb 26, 2016 12:51:36 GMT -8
"Good boy." Umbra tapped him on the cheeck with his talon and climbed back down. He set himself comfortably onto a support beam and closed his eyes. That should keep them away from here for a while. Even if he tells them what happened, I should be able to use it in my advantage. Umbra chortled. There's no bad publicity.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 8, 2024 17:37:28 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 19:12:09 GMT -8
Erich von Ludendorff went up to the chapel to receive his orders from Wedge, having recently joined the army in Stonevale. He was sort of religious, but beyond belief in the gods and a devotion to keeping the holy way of the state, the chapel did not hold much for him. He looked up at the roof where the guard sat, a dragon nearby him. "Uh... hello up there?" he called up to the man. "I've come looking for my next instructions."
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