Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Nov 21, 2016 22:15:08 GMT -8
In response to the group's responses toward what she said, Naoki exhales slowly deeply and turns her glance downward to stare back at the eyes looking up at her. At this moment, Naoki’s responsibilities, the weight of the world, seems to weigh more heavily than ever on her shoulders. Between the upcoming war, the combined stresses of managing a nation, and Artemis, her constant companion of ten years, never more than a room or two away, not being there… It’s a bit much, all at once.
And as therapeutic as it may be to try to tell someone about Artemis and her affliction- just to tell someone, both about the affliction and how lonely and broken Artemis’ lack of presence makes her feel, now probably isn’t the time. Jun and Arya probably don’t want to hear about it anyway, so Naoki finds herself welcoming change in subject Jun provides, and attempts to refocus her thoughts on what sort of amusing thing Forni might say in response to the stated question, and how Jun might react to that, or what Jun might do if she were to lean forward suddenly.
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Fornilan the Squicky
Established
You can call me Forni~
Roleplay posts: 31
Physical Description: Currently, Fornilan is about the size of the average human hand, with his little tentacles all stretched out, and no more than six inches in height. His skin is composed of a smooth substance that can secrete a slick ooze which smells vaguely musky yet floral. He has a quartet of little red-and-white-striped horns atop his tiny bulbous head that match the patterning of his octet of tentacles, and a pair of big black eyes. He has no nose to speak of, but a tiny mouth - filled with razor-sharp teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: ..He's a mass of tentacles, why would he need clothes or equipment?
Player's online availability : Here and there.
Registered: Oct 24, 2016 20:07:33 GMT -8
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Post by Fornilan the Squicky on Nov 22, 2016 9:46:51 GMT -8
The distraction via topic provided by Jun seemed to be quite welcome to Naoki, which immediately cheered Forni. He looked away from his current perch and up at the Land-Tiller, but any attempt at response was completely derailed as Jun began to pet him. He leaned into her touch, uttering a low purr-like growl as he positively vibrated with delight, something which would no doubt feel quite interesting to Naoki. After a few moments, he gave himself a little shake and made a throat-clearing noise, his little tentacles continuing to wriggle their way across the High Lady's skin as he chirped an answer to the question he'd been asked.
"Well that depends on how you mean the question, Miss Jun! Do you mean, 'What can you do?', or 'What is your reason for being with Naoki?', or something else? Because I could always give a demonstration, if you're looking for an answer to the former."
He bared his pointy teeth in a mischievous grin, which was paired with a teasing cackle and a not-so-subtle wriggling of his tentacles in the holy mage's direction. Then he did something that might perhaps startle Jun, as he wriggled his way fully up and out of Naoki's shirt.. then launched himself from her chest and onto Jun's hand, whereupon he began scooting his way up her wrist and arm.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Nov 22, 2016 22:47:04 GMT -8
Jun recoiled slightly, but allowed the odd creature to scoot its way up her arm. "Uh, uh... UH!"
Morbid curiosity prevented her from objecting. "I guess I meant all of the above?!"
She kept glancing back and forth between the creature, Naoki, and Arya, as if looking for some sort of cue or reassurance. Her eyes seemed to scream what the f*ck what the f*ck what the f*ck! A vague pretense of a smile though was enough to give the creature consent for what it was about to do. She did have to admit, with a raise of her arm, that the thing was very cute and funny feeling as it wriggled up her arm.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Nov 24, 2016 21:14:39 GMT -8
Arya too would distract herself with the shift in topic back onto Forni, as she would also admit he was quite the interesting little fella. Her brow would raise slightly when he leaped from Naoki's bosom and onto Jun's hand,
"Huh... hes quite agile too..." she thought out loud.
She would then lean forward a bit to watch him more closely as he slithered up Jun's arm, also taking a slight gamble in reaching out and attempting to pet him herself, he looked to be quite pettable.
"So you can do things beyond being adorable? I wonder what that could be..." she mused, a small smirk akin to the one she had on a previous comment forming.
Arya knew Forni was a lust demon, so she suspected some sort of abilities pertaining to that, but on the other hand, he just seemed so dang innocent and cute.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Nov 24, 2016 23:59:45 GMT -8
As Forni vibrates and scoots his way about, Naoki bites her lip but holds her tongue, making a mental note to investigate the extent of his abilities to vibrate at a later date. Then, he jumps, which startles Naoki but not quite to the same extent that Jun is startled. Giggling slightly, Naoki looks on as Forni begins to wriggle his way up Jun’s arm, and derives amusement from the expression on her face as he does.
As Jun speaks, though, Naoki’s eyebrows truly begin to raise, and one ear twitches, as if unsure. Did she just ask Forni for a demonstration of his skills? She did.
More than okay with this turn of events, Naoki turns her smirk from amusement to salacious and sidles her way over toward Arya in the spirit of inclusiveness. After all, Forni isn’t as large as all that, and Naoki has some things of her own to demonstrate as well. She comes up from behind on Arya’s left, placing her right hand on Arya’s left shoulder, and looks around the shoulder to get a better look at Jun and Forni.
Arya and Jun both, if they find themselves clearheaded enough to, might notice an amount of magic seemingly coming from Naoki, of the demonic but not at all threatening variety. At the same moment, the atmosphere of the room would seem to change slightly, to become slightly hotter, slightly heavier, and very probably translating those characteristics onto the room’s occupants, along with somewhat increased sensitivity of the flesh and a certain sort of… open mindedness and sense of need intended to make one more receptive to carnal suggestions.
However, the atmosphere is not at all overpowering. With the smallest amount of conscious thought put into the matter, one could, if they noticed it, resist its suggestions and retain a clear head. However, that doesn’t seem to be Naoki’s intention in the least. As she looks on around Arya’s shoulder, she would, if not dissuaded, begin to rub the aforementioned shoulder gently, and curls what would presumably be her tail down around the inside of the other woman’s leg in a rather sensuous manner. She intends to remain primarily an observer for a short while longer, and runs her tongue along her upper lip as Forni continues.
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Fornilan the Squicky
Established
You can call me Forni~
Roleplay posts: 31
Physical Description: Currently, Fornilan is about the size of the average human hand, with his little tentacles all stretched out, and no more than six inches in height. His skin is composed of a smooth substance that can secrete a slick ooze which smells vaguely musky yet floral. He has a quartet of little red-and-white-striped horns atop his tiny bulbous head that match the patterning of his octet of tentacles, and a pair of big black eyes. He has no nose to speak of, but a tiny mouth - filled with razor-sharp teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: ..He's a mass of tentacles, why would he need clothes or equipment?
Player's online availability : Here and there.
Registered: Oct 24, 2016 20:07:33 GMT -8
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Post by Fornilan the Squicky on Nov 25, 2016 12:38:22 GMT -8
Forni paused in his path along Jun's arm, gripping her bicep with his tentacles to hold himself in place, and leaned into Arya's touch with a rumbling purr as he was petted. The little guy sure did love to receive attention and affection! In fact, it seemed to be making him.. swell slightly, his little tentacles becoming slightly longer and a touch more robust as his bulbous body puffed up just a tad. Then he was resuming his course, not stopping until he was perched on Jun's shoulder closest to Arya. He noted Naoki moving to sit beside the paladin and uttered a quiet cackle.
"I was given to Naoki by the Demonlady of Lust to serve her however she wishes, whether it be companionship, entertainment, or my.. other services. Those being, I can make myself bigger when needed - though not much bigger, not until I've grown more - I can make more tentacles, and I have a special.. gift."
This 'gift' would be displayed as more of the aforementioned tentacles popped into existence, bringing him from a total of eight up to ten (the additional two being longer and more bulbous at the end, much like those on a quid). One of those new tentacles rose, and Jun would see the gleam of some sort of liquid upon the smooth surface before the bulbous pad gently patted her on the cheek, transferring the substance from him to Jun's skin. She'd find the liquid to be not terribly unpleasant - it had a faintly musky, slightly floral scent to it, and wasn't at all sticky, tacky, or globby. It was rather like the oils used in massage, easily rubbed into the skin and soon forgotten. But the interesting part would be what happened after the goo seeped into her flesh - it would inspire a sensation of mild warmth and tingling, not just in the spot where it had been deposited, but in other, more sensitive spots on her body. Forni then blinked innocently up at her. Perhaps a little too innocently.
"These tentacles ain't just for show, you know!"
Speaking of, a pair of those tentacles were slowly worming their way beneath the edge of Jun's top as his body plumped up even more, making him just a little larger.
"I'd be happy to show you and Miss Arya what I can do, if you would both like it.. and if it's okay with Mistress."
He looked hopefully between the three women, his smooth skin beginning to glisten as more of the aphrodisiac fluid welled up from within his body.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Nov 26, 2016 12:05:09 GMT -8
Jun was mesmerized by every action the little creature took, every tentacle wiggle, every swell and pulse of the organism's squishy little body. Of all the things she had experienced in the last few years, this was by far the strangest.
Hardly any change was registered in her slightly agape face as the small creature dabbed her cheek with the oil. When she felt the wetness, she gently reached up with her opposite arm to feel the oil. That's when the sensation hit her. She inhaled sharply. She was so entranced by Fornilan that she didn't even notice how not tense she actually was. Although her mind was extremely alert and carefully watching the creature, her body was very relaxed. It wasn't until she felt a sudden wave of endorphins and a warm, anxious, urgent sensation in her nether regions that she suddenly realized how good she felt.
When did this happen? How did I not notice this before?
She then became aware of the magic presence around her. It was a type of magic she had never seen before. It was very calming, kind, naughty. Like the elements it had a personality, but one was very distinct. Definitely demonic, but not maliciously so. It felt... good.
Should I... let this happen?
Jun's head drooped slightly and she stared idly at the floor, almost as if she was surrendering to something, but not quite. She slowly closed her eyes and inhaled sharply again as another tingling wave flashed through her soul.
"I... think I get the idea..."
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Nov 28, 2016 21:32:01 GMT -8
Arya watched as Forni did his thing with Jun for a bit, completely rapt with the scene playing out before her. Looking on, other emotions and sensations seemed to begin to well up as well, and was it getting a bit warm? Arya was not completely caught off guard by the growing sensitivity her body seemed to feel then. In fact, she did not even notice it as it came to her, instead, one moment she was clear headed, and the next she was starting to feel it, a growing need to did not seem like it could be sated.
The growing need could be sated quite easily, as the paladin realized, however. She was not completely ignorant as to what was happening, as she could still feel the vaguely demonic aura. Yet it was not hostile at all, and she found she could think clearly if she wanted, the ever growing response to this question, however, is that she didn't want to. The feelings the lust aura brought were just so enticing.
Naoki's touch was unexpected, though, as she had not noticed the cat woman's approach from behind. Her shoulder would tense for the briefest moment as she felt the touch, but it was just as quickly that Arya was leaning slightly into the touch, her eyes closing momentarily as she sighed. Even that simple gesture of massaging her shoulder felt amazing, yet it was not enough.
She would then open her eyes again, and look over to Jun. This would, of course, give her a bit of concern as she thought if she should go through with this as well. Arya had never viewed Jun in that way after all.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Nov 29, 2016 2:51:31 GMT -8
If at any point, Naoki manages to catch Forni’s eye and his eys only, the look she would give him would seem to say 'Yes, it’s ok with me, do it, lather her up and screw her silly'.
Naoki can be very expressive, sometimes.
In any case, Naoki finds herself still quite satisfied with how things are going, but not in any particular rush. Even if all this meeting results in is some massaging and the shared utilization of Forni’s skills, Naoki thinks that that would be alright, as far as she’s concerned. That would be enjoyable enough -- Forni is no slouch when it comes to such things, and it would open the door to future meetings. However, Naoki isn’t really one to settle for less than the ideal.
“You know,” Naoki begins, speaking softly to Arya, “I’m a very good masseuse.”
As if to reinforce this, Naoki steps forward slightly and to one side to stand very close behind Arya, and pulls her hand backward simultaneously, intending to bring Arya to lean backward slightly onto her chest, the warmth of which would be felt easily through the light fabric of Arya’s shirt. The angle at which Naoki is standing would -- if Arya leans back into Naoki and turns slightly match the angle, face her somewhat away from Jun and Forni, to where Arya would be able to see them by turning her head or eyes to the right, but not by looking directly ahead.
Simultaneously, Naoki dials up the demonic magic a tad, intensifying all of its effects slightly but not altering it in any perceptible manner.
Next, Naoki places both of her hands on the tops of Arya’s shoulders where they begin to transition into the collarbone. Like snakes, they slide up toward the neck and then back down, taking advantage of Arya’s choice of shirt to slide their way under, and into direct contact with the skin. They too, seem to be quite warm, and soft besides. In this manner, Naoki resumes the massaging motion, though the areas which she is able to reach are rather limited due to the way the pair of them are standing such that Naoki has to reach up and around, and how the majority of Arya’s back would presumably be pressed into Naoki’s bosom, and thus inaccessible. Still, this doesn’t seem to stop Naoki from delivering the beginnings of what she intends to be a truly excellent massage.
“Would you like to lay down…?” comes the question. The way in which it is asked seems to leave room for an alternative, but it is unstated.
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Fornilan the Squicky
Established
You can call me Forni~
Roleplay posts: 31
Physical Description: Currently, Fornilan is about the size of the average human hand, with his little tentacles all stretched out, and no more than six inches in height. His skin is composed of a smooth substance that can secrete a slick ooze which smells vaguely musky yet floral. He has a quartet of little red-and-white-striped horns atop his tiny bulbous head that match the patterning of his octet of tentacles, and a pair of big black eyes. He has no nose to speak of, but a tiny mouth - filled with razor-sharp teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: ..He's a mass of tentacles, why would he need clothes or equipment?
Player's online availability : Here and there.
Registered: Oct 24, 2016 20:07:33 GMT -8
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Post by Fornilan the Squicky on Nov 29, 2016 9:47:12 GMT -8
With Naoki's approval garnered and Jun apparently willing to let things proceed, Forni wasted no time in proceeding. His tentacles soothingly caressed Jun's cheeks, jaw, and neck, before his body slithered around her front and disappeared into her shirt. His touch was expert as his tentacles roamed across her bosom beneath the fabric, leaving behind a trail of that fluid. He clearly knew what he was doing, and what he was doing was decidedly not spoken of in polite society! But Jun would most likely enjoy it.. a great deal. Especially when, after a time, he would vacate her top and begin a very determined trek downward.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 2, 2016 21:41:20 GMT -8
Jun's breath became increasingly labored. She seemed catatonic even as the little thing seeped lower and lower into her apparently coveted region.
It wasn't long before her labored gasps began to resemble moans...
But right before Forni made contact with the jewel of that region, (or more precisely just before it could lift the lid of the chest containing the jewel), Jun let out a-
"OH MY GOD I JUST REMEMBERED I FORGOT TO DO LAUNDRY!"
There was a bright flash of light and Forni would suddenly find himself floating in midair for a brief second as Jun had teleported straight at the door which she immediately swiveled towards in an attempt to escape.
There was a very loud bang and a slightly sickening crunching sound.
Jun had forgotten to actually open the door.
She plopped back, her body swiveled slightly, and she sat on the floor. She stared blankly at the wooden door while attempting to process what just happened. A single drop of blood slithered its way down from her nose.
Also, due to a slight teleportation malfunction, Forni, who had likely plopped onto the ground, would find a pair of panties floating down in pursuit of him. If he remained right where he was they would gently land on his head.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
***
Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Dec 7, 2016 13:00:26 GMT -8
Arya would indeed lean slightly into Naoki and her relaxing touch. Underneath those deft fingers of her's Naoki would find Arya's shoulders and neck to be quite firm, yet the paladin seemed to be quite relaxed. This was due to the paladin's overall build, which had little in the way of fat, and was composed mostly of lean muscle.
The warmth was also oddly welcoming, as she felt it through her white shirt, along with the scent that Naoki seemed to have about her, a floral fragance of some sort. This of course, gave Arya a momentary thought, what did she smell like? Of course, she had taken a bath that same day, but its not as if she used any fancy scented soap and all that. The worst that could be was that she smelled like soap, she guessed.
At this point, Arya's eyes were closed and she occassionally let out a soft murr of pleasure from deep in her throat as Naoki massaged her. She had no problem lying down to continue this either, as she had no idea a massage could feel this good, but perhaps the aura that pervaded the room, now intensified, enhanced the experience. Of course, before she could lie down, Jun would yell out, and teleport across the room, leaving a pair of panties in her wake that plopped down on the ground along with Forni.
Arya immediately snapped back to her fully aware, not so relaxed self as she stood up straight once again. This happened completely on reaction as the sudden tone in the room changed drastically. Perhaps it was her warrior instinct, as Arya had come very close to actually pulling magical energy from the air in response to a surprise attack. She hadn't gotten this far, though, as she saw the scene before her, and instead would just stand there, quite surprised.
Her eyes would shoot from the panties on the ground, and Jun sitting on the ground across the way, still trying to process exactly what had happened, and failing.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Dec 9, 2016 18:54:11 GMT -8
Breaking out into a bit of a smirk as Arya seems to be getting into it, Naoki continues her ministrations right up until the point where Jun starts yelling and Arya pulls away. At this point, Naoki’s hands freeze in place while her ears wince at the sudden loud noise. She had been listening carefully to Arya’s murmuring, and it’s somewhat startling. Still, she recovers quickly enough and turns to observe as Jun smacks into the door.
After Jun seems to have stopped and is sitting on the floor, Naoki lowers her hands to her sides slowly, exhaling deeply as she does so. The look on her face is one of exasperation and disappointment. Exasperation with Jun for being so difficult in this regard, and disappointment that she’s gone ahead and ruined- or at least thrown a wrench in what was going to be an excellent massage for Arya. She could have just quietly excused herself and left, rather than causing a fuss and startling everyone.
Still, Naoki doesn’t have anything in particular to say. Jun doesn’t seem to be badly hurt and she’s far more qualified to treat herself than Naoki is, and Naoki doesn’t have any comments she’d like to voice aloud. So she simply crosses her arms under her chest, leans to rest primarily atop her right leg, and pouts her lips a bit, still eyeing Jun with some level of displeasure, but not so overtly as to be taken particularly seriously. In this manner, she stands silently, her effects on the atmosphere in the room still in place, but toned back down a tad.
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Fornilan the Squicky
Established
You can call me Forni~
Roleplay posts: 31
Physical Description: Currently, Fornilan is about the size of the average human hand, with his little tentacles all stretched out, and no more than six inches in height. His skin is composed of a smooth substance that can secrete a slick ooze which smells vaguely musky yet floral. He has a quartet of little red-and-white-striped horns atop his tiny bulbous head that match the patterning of his octet of tentacles, and a pair of big black eyes. He has no nose to speak of, but a tiny mouth - filled with razor-sharp teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: ..He's a mass of tentacles, why would he need clothes or equipment?
Player's online availability : Here and there.
Registered: Oct 24, 2016 20:07:33 GMT -8
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Post by Fornilan the Squicky on Dec 10, 2016 9:06:08 GMT -8
Forni jolted in surprise as Jun abruptly yelled, and before he could have time to really process what, exactly, was going on, he found himself landing on the floor with a squishy plop that elicited a startled squeak from the tiny tentacle demon. Too stunned to really do much other than stare, let alone move, he wailed in dismay as the unexpected garment floated down atop his head, covering his eyes.
"Waaah, I'm blind! ..Oh wait." His tentacles reached up and maneuvered the pair of unmentionables off of his head, blinking at them owlishly once he was liberated and could see them properly. Oooh, panties. A mischievous cackle came from the small creature as he shifted his body and tucked the panties away.. somewhere. Where, exactly, was a huge mystery, because it wasn't like he had pockets or a built-in storage compartment for such things. And yet, somehow, he apparently did? Because it seemed he withdrew a handkerchief from the same hammer-space, and held it at the ready as he scooted swiftly across the floor (leaving a light trail of goo as he did, which rapidly evaporated) toward where Jun sat. He then wriggled his way up her body and began to gently dab the blood from her face with the handkerchief in question as he cooed softly.
"Poor Miss Jun. You're bleeding. It doesn't look like your nose is broken, though. You should really go sit down on the cushions where it's more comfortable, and we'll get you some wine to soothe your nerves. You're wound tighter than a Wrath demon who hasn't killed anyone in a week. You really should relax, you know."
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 13, 2016 1:11:20 GMT -8
Jun poked the tip of her nose and muttered "Vokrii." The drop of blood slid back up into her nose like magic, which was logical given that it was magic.
When she was able to pull herself away from her venerable door, she slipped into a smug sort of grin, looked over to Forni, and gently petted him on the head with a single finger.
Why do I exist?
"You're very kind. Very, very, very kind. Exceptionally kind." Jun stood back up and carefully placed Forni on her palm, before sauntering over to Madame Naoki. "Very very, extremely, possibly excessively kind..." Jun placed the little squid creature back into Naoki's cleavage, giving her another peculiar, indecipherable expression, a mix of smugness and annoyance perhaps? Embarrassment? Even a bit of seduction?
"Uh, so... Like I was saying, I left my stove on back home so, I should go. Also, you know, war and stuff. Gotta get ready. Have, have fun you guys. It was nice meeting you Forni. Arya, High Lady." She gave her cutest little wave to Forni and then strode out of the room, not waiting to listen to any inquiries about whether it was the stove or laundry she had forgotten. Just as she stepped out of the room, Naoki and Arya would catch a glimpse of her scratching her buttocks uncomfortably. Apparently she hadn't realized where the draft was coming from...
It was only after she left the room that a muffled "AW SON OF A WHOREMONGER" could be heard from the hall. However, Jun did not return.
<Exit>
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Dec 21, 2016 15:36:22 GMT -8
Arya too would frown slightly at Jun after things had settled down, as Naoki had stopped massaging her as a result. Arya wondered then why Jun was so jumpy, as clearly whatever she said then was just an excuse. Arya did remember that Jun had a boyfriend, perhaps she still did? That could explain her reluctance to indulge, though Arya could relate to her if she had been apprehensive. Arya herself had been somewhat nervous at the Chalet with Artemis, at least beforehand. However, the act itself was definitely worth it. Even though Arya had been initially disappointed, she had gotten over it and that experience did help her in a way.
The reason Arya was quite alright with spending some quality time with Naoki and Forni here was because of course, it was fun, but she also knew what to expect, at least. There was also the fact that she was going to war soon, and it was possible she might die. While this thought wasn't on her mind at that moment, it did play a part into her decision making. Of course, there was also the lust aura, which while not completely overpowering also helped to make the decision easier.
Eventually, some time after Jun had left Arya would speak, "So... that was a bit strange, even for Jun. I would, however, be willing to pick up where we left off if you'd like."
The paladin had in the meantime moved to sit on the nearby soft couch at this point, having shifted over there during the moments of awkward silence that had followed after Jun's departure. Arya would offer a small sheepish smile, hopefully, that would be enough to get things going again.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Dec 22, 2016 21:48:15 GMT -8
Naoki requires no further prompting. Turning away from the door, she once again aligns Arya in her sights and begins to sidle over to her.
“Of course. Just because some people…!” she calls in the direction of the door, “are prudish and not comfortable with themselves doesn’t mean that the rest of us should wait. Go ahead and take your clothes off and lay down over here, it has a hole for one’s face.”
Using her tail, Naoki gestures toward another item of furniture in the den, off a short way to Arya’s left. It seems more or less like a couch, but an especially large one in length and width, without armrests. And, as stated, it does indeed have a hole for one’s face, as well as a mild indentation where one’s chest would lie, though whether this indentation came as a feature or is simply the result of use is unclear. Further, it also has a glass bottle mostly filled with some yellowish liquid sitting atop it, capped with a cork. In any case, the couch is of the high standard of quality that Naoki maintains, and seems to be more or less the most comfortable way possible to lay with one’s face down.
Though she doesn’t address Forni directly, Naoki gestures over toward the aforementioned couch, suggesting that he be an active participant in the massage, and in the process, flashes him a grin, looking very much like the cat that’s about to eat the canary.
Moving toward the couch herself, Naoki also begins to disrobe. Why her top needs to come off to deliver a massage isn’t explained, but it comes off regardless and joins her trousers in a small pile off to one side of the couch. From atop the couch, she takes the bottle, uncorks it, drips some onto one hand, re-corks the bottle with some difficulty and sets it aside, before beginning to rub the liquid between her hands a bit. Massage oil, presumably, though the bottle is not labeled.
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Fornilan the Squicky
Established
You can call me Forni~
Roleplay posts: 31
Physical Description: Currently, Fornilan is about the size of the average human hand, with his little tentacles all stretched out, and no more than six inches in height. His skin is composed of a smooth substance that can secrete a slick ooze which smells vaguely musky yet floral. He has a quartet of little red-and-white-striped horns atop his tiny bulbous head that match the patterning of his octet of tentacles, and a pair of big black eyes. He has no nose to speak of, but a tiny mouth - filled with razor-sharp teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: ..He's a mass of tentacles, why would he need clothes or equipment?
Player's online availability : Here and there.
Registered: Oct 24, 2016 20:07:33 GMT -8
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Post by Fornilan the Squicky on Dec 23, 2016 12:36:47 GMT -8
Forni pouted visibly as he was deposited into Naoki's cleavage again, and waved his handkerchief after the departing Jun in a forlorn manner. The handkerchief was then squirreled away back into whatever hammerspace he'd drawn it from, and he scrambled down out of Naoki's shirt at her gesture, scurrying his way over to the item of furniture where Arya was now (likely) reclining. He worked his way up onto the plush surface alongside the paladin, his tentacles plumping up as he wormed his way down to her.. feet?
Yes. Her feet. And the reason why soon became evident as those extremely dexterous tentacles began to firmly and expertly massage Arya's feet and ankles. That aphrodisiac fluid began to seep from his skin and be worked into Arya's as he went about his work, pressing just right to avoid tickling but firmly enough to work away any pesky tension.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Jan 1, 2017 17:35:24 GMT -8
Arya herself would also grin, seemingly quite eager to get on with the evening's activities. Without a further word the paladin would begin disrobing herself, slowly ambling her way towards the couch as she did so. The paladin would abandon her white top en-route, sliding it over her head and revealing her pleasant figure. Once she reached the couch she would remove her black form fitting pants as well, revealing more of her tight yet pleasing body, yet not all of it just yet as she bent downwards to drag the garment over her feet and completely off along with her shoes.
Now adequately disrobed while still reserving some of the fun for later, Arya would recline upon the couch, though not before letting her crimson hues explore Naoki's body quite openly. The look she gave Naoki seemed to indicate she like what she saw, and couldn't wait for what laid ahead. Arya at this point had let the heavy lust aura wash over her, which she found to enhance the mood quite a bit.
Forni would begin first, as Arya felt him begin to work at her feet. The sensation was quite incredible as those odd appendages of the demon seemed to be almost unnaturally adept at working out the tension she didn't even know was present. The aphrodisiac that started to seep into her would enhance these feelings, and coupled with the lust aura would make the sense of need she felt almost unbearable. Arya let out a shuddering sigh then, would she even make it through the massage?
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jan 2, 2017 18:05:06 GMT -8
Never one to pass up a good ogle, Naoki reciprocates Arya’s appraisal. For as accurate of a description Artemis provided, it is Naoki’s opinion that observing the article itself firsthand is vastly superior. Smirking slightly, Naoki notes with some amusement that it’s not very often that the other person is more eager than she is before she’s even begun to properly tease them. That’ll be the theme then, teasing, she decides.
In any case, once Arya is laying down, Naoki doesn’t have anything in particular to say, so she opts simply to proceed. Having adequately gotten the massage oil onto her hands, Naoki proceeds to put one knee up on the table, and from there, move onto the table. She positions herself in such a way that she straddles Arya, with her knees on each side Arya’s hips, her feet resting near Arya’s knees. Such as it is, it’s impossible to avoid contact, so Arya might note that Naoki is quite warm. Perhaps unnaturally so.
Simultaneously, Naoki dials back considerably on the portion of the magic granted to her which allows her to set the mood so perfectly. Down to a level that one might consider warm, but not quite hot. It wouldn’t do for Arya to give in before the fun really starts, and Naoki figures that she has much more experience managing individuals without any sort of influence than the alternative. Additionally, Naoki makes a point of holding her tail up so that it does not bump Forni.
After pausing for a moment to allow Arya an initial reaction/shudder/what have you, Naoki adjusts herself slightly to be a bit more comfortable, and proceeds to inform Arya, in one of her lower voices, “I’m going to begin, take three deep breaths.”
At this point, Naoki places her hands on Arya’s back, on her shoulder blades such that her thumbs are pointed upward toward the base of Arya’s neck, and her fingers are off to the side. In this manner, she proceeds to breathe with Arya, attempting to ensure that the other woman is relaxed. For as much as she intends to tease, the massage isn’t going to work very well if Arya is teetering on the edge the entire time.
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