Uriel Graves
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 25
Physical Description: Ginger,
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Clothes and Equipment: There's very little in the way of medical equipment that Uriel does not have. Bandages, herbs, extremely large and pointed surgical tools: there's no doubt the man has it all! He carries it all in an oversized backpack.
He's usually seen in breeches, blouses, robes, and dusters. He carries a short, thin sword with some type of paralyzing agent filled in a hollow tip.
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Registered: Dec 17, 2017 14:14:29 GMT -8
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Post by Uriel Graves on May 29, 2018 15:04:26 GMT -8
The shadow of Uriel's creased brow loomed over his eyes as the man stared at Frankeneblin. "Now, hold on," he started. The man laced his fingers together and brought them to his lips, which stretched into a thin line. "Why are you askin', Doctor? Tha's a right suspicious question you're throwin' at me; you know that?"
Uriel was suddenly much less comfortable than before if that was even possible. He felt his insides quiver. "I can't say that I really understand the consequences of, ah... losing those bits."
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Dr. Frankeneblin
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 34
Physical Description: Viktor is an average sized gnome if approximately 3.5ft, and in reasonably good shape for a gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears long (for him), black robes. He has a variety of small tools inside a tool case hidden inside his robes. His staff is a plain steel rod that he uses to gesture and perform magic
Registered: May 11, 2016 10:02:04 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Frankeneblin on Jun 4, 2018 9:00:12 GMT -8
"I am a necromancer Mr. Graves, all of my questions are suspicious. Simply put, I think I need more power to channel into this to get your friend here back to normal and a willing soul is far easier to work with than an unwilling one." He stated all of this in a matter of fact tone, almost as if he is lecturing students, rather than trying to save a girl's life.
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Uriel Graves
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 25
Physical Description: Ginger,
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Clothes and Equipment: There's very little in the way of medical equipment that Uriel does not have. Bandages, herbs, extremely large and pointed surgical tools: there's no doubt the man has it all! He carries it all in an oversized backpack.
He's usually seen in breeches, blouses, robes, and dusters. He carries a short, thin sword with some type of paralyzing agent filled in a hollow tip.
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Registered: Dec 17, 2017 14:14:29 GMT -8
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Post by Uriel Graves on Jun 11, 2018 18:57:33 GMT -8
Poala worked against her constraints when she heard this. The frown on her face was evident. She was weathered, tired- the pain was tremendous throughout the various experiments, leeching most of her energy, leaving her in a veil of sweat, soot, and whatever else Frankeneblin had thrown at her- but she had enough energy to rebel.
Seeing this, Uriel sighed.
"Alright, doc. Let's get on with it."
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Dr. Frankeneblin
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 34
Physical Description: Viktor is an average sized gnome if approximately 3.5ft, and in reasonably good shape for a gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears long (for him), black robes. He has a variety of small tools inside a tool case hidden inside his robes. His staff is a plain steel rod that he uses to gesture and perform magic
Registered: May 11, 2016 10:02:04 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Frankeneblin on Jun 13, 2018 8:23:36 GMT -8
"You don't even need the soul until your afterlife...I think. Not sure what effect missing a part of it has on that. Perhaps the Gods will be favorable since you're giving up an eternal piece of you to give this girl a chance at a good life. I can promise you are not selling it to anyone. Now hold still." He ordered, drawing a rather...ethereal looking dagger and stabbing it into Uriel's hand for a moment. After that moment he pulled it out, sticking the ethereal blade into a runic circle on the table, which caused all the arcane energy to heighten in intensity and power.
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Uriel Graves
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 25
Physical Description: Ginger,
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Clothes and Equipment: There's very little in the way of medical equipment that Uriel does not have. Bandages, herbs, extremely large and pointed surgical tools: there's no doubt the man has it all! He carries it all in an oversized backpack.
He's usually seen in breeches, blouses, robes, and dusters. He carries a short, thin sword with some type of paralyzing agent filled in a hollow tip.
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Registered: Dec 17, 2017 14:14:29 GMT -8
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Post by Uriel Graves on Jun 20, 2018 11:05:55 GMT -8
It happened much faster than Uriel was expecting. He winced, expecting he dagger to hurt quite a bit. "Not even sure I care about it much for it to affect me, doc," he said to Frankeneblin.
Poala writhed even more as she watched, now furious. This wasn't what she had asked for. She didn't want anyone to get hurt on her account! This was ridiculous!
And yet, the child could not even scream.
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Dr. Frankeneblin
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 34
Physical Description: Viktor is an average sized gnome if approximately 3.5ft, and in reasonably good shape for a gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears long (for him), black robes. He has a variety of small tools inside a tool case hidden inside his robes. His staff is a plain steel rod that he uses to gesture and perform magic
Registered: May 11, 2016 10:02:04 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Frankeneblin on Jun 25, 2018 4:57:58 GMT -8
"That's the spirit!" He said jovially, either at Uriel's rather brazen attitude towards his own soul or at the unintentional pun he had made.
"Calm down child. The dagger doesn't hurt and he probably won't even need that part of his soul anyway." The doctor said, in a rather unconvincing fashion. He then began the incantations again, newly powered by the soul energies, and watched as the mutations began to fade.
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Uriel Graves
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 25
Physical Description: Ginger,
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Clothes and Equipment: There's very little in the way of medical equipment that Uriel does not have. Bandages, herbs, extremely large and pointed surgical tools: there's no doubt the man has it all! He carries it all in an oversized backpack.
He's usually seen in breeches, blouses, robes, and dusters. He carries a short, thin sword with some type of paralyzing agent filled in a hollow tip.
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Registered: Dec 17, 2017 14:14:29 GMT -8
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Post by Uriel Graves on Jul 18, 2018 21:42:30 GMT -8
The young girl was unconvinced. At two and a half, she really should have been more upset that she was chained to a table. To show such concern for someone else's life when she, herself, was in a fair amount of pain, was strange for a child.
Her concern melted away- if only momentarily- as she noticed the first change in her physique. Her skin, once striped, spotted, and a myriad of colors, was becoming a light shade of beige. She lifted her head, brows crinkling. The claws that once adorned her hand shrunk into thin, delicate fingernails. Fuzzy, furlike hairs grew out into thick golden tresses. Cloppy hooves filled out into legs with plump, pink toes.
Uriel watched speechlessly. He raised a hand to comb through his greasy hair in disbelief. It took him a moment, but eventually, he opened his mouth to speak.
"Gods above," he breathed. "Yer a splittin' image of your mother, you know that?"
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Dr. Frankeneblin
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 34
Physical Description: Viktor is an average sized gnome if approximately 3.5ft, and in reasonably good shape for a gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears long (for him), black robes. He has a variety of small tools inside a tool case hidden inside his robes. His staff is a plain steel rod that he uses to gesture and perform magic
Registered: May 11, 2016 10:02:04 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Frankeneblin on Aug 3, 2018 8:33:19 GMT -8
"It worked!" He exclaimed, internally far more excited about having solved a challenging than having helped a child.
"I would like to thank you for bringing me such an exquisite challenge Mr. Graves. I have learned much, enough so that I will waive my usual fee."
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Uriel Graves
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 25
Physical Description: Ginger,
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Clothes and Equipment: There's very little in the way of medical equipment that Uriel does not have. Bandages, herbs, extremely large and pointed surgical tools: there's no doubt the man has it all! He carries it all in an oversized backpack.
He's usually seen in breeches, blouses, robes, and dusters. He carries a short, thin sword with some type of paralyzing agent filled in a hollow tip.
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Registered: Dec 17, 2017 14:14:29 GMT -8
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Post by Uriel Graves on Aug 9, 2018 13:23:54 GMT -8
Uriel stared at Frankeneblin for a long, flat second. "What's... the usual fee?" he asked, quite curious. He needed to know how much he almost lost. Then again, anything would have been worth the price of helping his niece. He waved his hand, dismissing the thought. "Never mind. I'm just... thank you, Doc-"
He reached over to help unshackle the child. "You know, there's a whole village of 'em that could use your help. Might even fetch a price for..." He paused, noticing something important he looked over. The stones were still in her skin. These hadn't been a mutation, like the rest. He glanced at Frankeneblin for answers.
"D'you think this'll cause a lot of problems...?"
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