Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Jun 16, 2016 7:16:49 GMT -8
Artemis chuckles at Naoki's recounting of Paul's antics from her seat behind the primary couch. "Ah, Paul was quite the character. His little game was pretty amusing, up until the point when he came in with the largest pear I've seen to date. I don't know where he found it, or how he got it back, because he was struggling to carry it - it was nearly two pounds. He flew in, over my head, and was about to bring it down to start his play, when it slipped out of his grasp. He was almost touching the ceiling at the time. I was... displeased, and sore, for several days."
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Francois Nicolet Montcalm
Established
Liberty! Equality! Brotherhood!
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 43
Physical Description: In regards to build he is as average as one may be. Marginally less than 6 feet tall, working man's muscles, well bred if not handsome features, as well as a black mustache and thin yet very dark black hair coupled with hazel eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He will wear sensible and semi-formal clothing no matter the occasion, and a cap when outdoors. He has basic experience fighting dirty and making weapons out of every day things; pitchforks, scythes, even baguettes dried rock hard for use as a club, one of which he will always carry.
Registered: Jun 15, 2016 6:24:29 GMT -8
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Post by Francois Nicolet Montcalm on Jun 16, 2016 17:28:58 GMT -8
Francois is pushing along a little cart of his, his pastries, little sandwiches, and finally beverages are all there. He is dressed in a checkered suit and a hat and is not afraid of getting dirty. He knows that this little venture should provide him with at least some local knowledge, and reputation, perhaps he could meet some people. He could be heard shouting, his accented voice arousing the attention of anyone near him. "Tea! Tea! Imported, for but a few copper coins! Chocolate pastries, excellent for the sweet tooth!" He would fan his hand so as to make it appear as though he was spreading the smell to himself, but was really wafting the smell to spread to others so that the deliciousness would make them come.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Jun 17, 2016 6:53:31 GMT -8
“Yeesh”, responds Kate, to Artemis’ story. “Fairies can be mean little things, right? Good thing you didn’t have any coconuts lying around. Of course, why would you? That’s silly. Who would decorate their bedroom with coconuts? Hahaha…” Change the subject, change the subject… "Oh look!”
Kate reached over the railing to point out a dapper bloke doing business with a delicate dolly. She spied some sweets she felt were up to her standards and voiced a request: “Um, sweetie? Could you maybe get me just a few of those delicious chocolate chip cookies for dessert? I already ate my greens, didn’t I?” Kate had money but figured Naoki would be the one treating. She was the one who was well off (No duh) plus it was her idea to come here in the first place. Kate figured the cookies were part of a complete theatre experience, even if she hadn’t visited one before this.
Before Naoki had a chance to respond, Kate was already waving at the vendor. “Here, here! Well have a bag- TWO bags of chocolate chip cookies.” She flashed an enthusiastic smile.
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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 Jun 17, 2016 7:40:57 GMT -8
Kate’s request earns her a jokingly exasperated sort of sigh and a slight smirk.
“You ate one mango and it was a very nice shade of orange.”
Still, with a little indignant sort of huff, that’s a plausible enough excuse to send Naoki reaching for her bag. Any excuse to fund a bit more of Kate to grab is solid enough in her book. As she does so, Naoki considers the logistical issues involved in conducting a transaction through twenty feet of open, vertical air. The only stairs up to their seating box are in the rear, and are not at all accessible to the vendor. One would think that the man would simply be able to toss the cookies up, but the defensive measures in place around the seating box would put a swift stop to that with a bright flash of magic. Can’t have displeased combatants or would-be-assassins loosing arrows up this direction, after all.
With that in mind, Naoki beckons to the page boy standing just to the side of the stairs. Handing him a pouch clinking with coins, she performs a rapid series of hand signals to silently dictate her instructions.
Nodding once in response, the page accepts the bag and scampers off down the stairs far more quickly than he really seems like he should be able to. Presently, he would find his way over to where François is pushing his wares. Inclining his head up in the direction of the seating box and jingling his pouch, he attempts to nonverbally communicate that he’s with them, and that he would like to purchase two bags of chocolate chip cookies on Kate’s behalf using the money in the pouch.
Additionally, Naoki rejoins Kate on the railing, sneaking in a glance in Kate’s direction, (How gorgeous she looks when she smiles…) before also turning her attention down to the pastry-man, to observe the proxy transaction to be carried out with the page boy.
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Francois Nicolet Montcalm
Established
Liberty! Equality! Brotherhood!
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 43
Physical Description: In regards to build he is as average as one may be. Marginally less than 6 feet tall, working man's muscles, well bred if not handsome features, as well as a black mustache and thin yet very dark black hair coupled with hazel eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He will wear sensible and semi-formal clothing no matter the occasion, and a cap when outdoors. He has basic experience fighting dirty and making weapons out of every day things; pitchforks, scythes, even baguettes dried rock hard for use as a club, one of which he will always carry.
Registered: Jun 15, 2016 6:24:29 GMT -8
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Post by Francois Nicolet Montcalm on Jun 17, 2016 8:47:48 GMT -8
François would look up, at back down at the messenger. Israns he learned, were not specific with their requests, as patrons were in Gauldin. In Gauldin, people would very nearly tell you how to prepare the meal they wanted. How dark a chocolate should it be? Should the cookies be hot and fresh so that they would melt in the eater's mouth, or should they be cooled, and chewy? Did they want the cookies he had with spices? He decided to get a metal tray, and put on it a very large series of various cookies, different ingredients, preparation, etc. On the metal tray would also be some napkins and a single mint, as was the man's policy. "Sample it all, on the house. Return when a choice has been made." With that he would hand the messenger the tray, and sneak a lollipop into his pocket. "Our little secret, eh?" While waiting for the customer to try the different cookies he would continue selling his produce.
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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 Jun 17, 2016 9:42:50 GMT -8
Somewhat confused, the page accepts the tray of cookies, and nods slowly. How many cookies must this man be carrying about, that he has so many varieties able to be sampled? It would seem to the page that it would probably be simpler and much easier to offer one or maybe two varieties of widely-liked cookies, and leave it at that. With all of these varieties, they can’t all be priced the same. And if he allows people to mix and match, the bill would quickly become something of an arithmetic problem.
Regardless, it isn’t his place to judge such things. Following an affirmative nod from Naoki, he turns about and makes his way back up to the seating booth.
As he arrives, Naoki holds up a halting hand, pausing before he can deliver them all the way to the sofa. If questioned, she murmurs to Kate, “Let me check them.”
From her bag, Naoki produces her mug. That same, black, ceramic mug which she has used on so many occasions. Leaving the tray in the page’s careful hands, and making sure they’re well out of sight of the pastry-man, Naoki places the mug on the tray, and carefully selects one of the cookies between her thumb and forefinger. Attempting not to mar the face of the cookie, she lowers it into the mug and releases it.
Nothing happens. The cookie sits in the mug, and the mug makes no attempt to prevent it from doing so. Carefully, the cookie is removed, and another is placed in the mug.
Again, nothing. From this, one may be able to (correctly) conclude that the mug has some manner of detection for unscrupulous… additions to food or drink. Poisons, contaminants, laxatives and the like. Presumably, if any had been present in the cookies, the mug would have reacted in some way. But it does not, giving the metaphorical green light on Cookie Sampling Time.
Nodding to herself, Naoki takes the tray from the page- mug and all, and reseats herself on the sofa, resting the tray across her lap. The testing process took only a handful of moments, and aside from a few finger-marks, the cookies are untouched. And… if one is to be honest with themselves, rather appetizing. In the spirit of courtesy, Naoki does not select a cookie for herself, offering Kate first dibs, as it were.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Jun 17, 2016 10:30:30 GMT -8
The desire grew in wait. Kate watched with unpaired enthusiasm when her cookies were being tested. She understood it was for both of their safety but ah, the aroma. When Naoki sat down with the cookies, Kate prowled the herd of cookies, her small hand hovering above the plate.
Finally she swept down with a graceful motion, and seized not one but three cookies, all different shades of white and brown. She took an elegant bite out all of them, judging the nuances in the texture and sweetness individually. They were all equally delicious. One had a slight crisp to it, the other carried a touch of moistness, and third contained some hint of apple- nay, apple cider. This posed a dilemma, how could she limit herself to only buying one or two bags? Pray tell, should she get three? Surely she wouldn't succumb to such depths of depravity, would she?
Screw it, She reasoned. I’m not even paying, Kate opened her mouth wide and stuffed her face with all three flavours.
“Mfft Tfft Gfft! Wfft Shfft Gfft Mff!” Kate’s speech was so incoherent with her mouth full, not even the narrator could make sense of it, but her body language was signalling that the pastries were to her liking. "Moff! We Neeff Moff!", She mumbled, and signalled the vendor with the universal sign of delicious food and good vibes.
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Francois Nicolet Montcalm
Established
Liberty! Equality! Brotherhood!
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 43
Physical Description: In regards to build he is as average as one may be. Marginally less than 6 feet tall, working man's muscles, well bred if not handsome features, as well as a black mustache and thin yet very dark black hair coupled with hazel eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He will wear sensible and semi-formal clothing no matter the occasion, and a cap when outdoors. He has basic experience fighting dirty and making weapons out of every day things; pitchforks, scythes, even baguettes dried rock hard for use as a club, one of which he will always carry.
Registered: Jun 15, 2016 6:24:29 GMT -8
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Post by Francois Nicolet Montcalm on Jun 17, 2016 11:18:20 GMT -8
Just having sold a bacon sandwich with a lot of BCBs (Burnt crunchy bits) the Gauldish man noticed the wave. This time he prepared a bill. The foods would be reasonably priced, although the prices of a delicacy still present; after all, lots of foreign spices and fillings were present, and the stuff was rare. He wondered if he should give them the cookie with... Maria's juice? He did not know if the stuff was even legal here in Isra. He condemned it's use but tough times are tough times, even if you must smile. He would fill up a bag with three of each cookie, this would end up being about thrice what he previously gave them. This way the over-indulgent appetites would be satisfied, his pocket filled, and there would be some left for others to buy.
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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 Jun 18, 2016 5:48:52 GMT -8
Observing Kate’s antics, Naoki isn’t quite sure what to think. Kate’s break in composure wasn’t quite expected… But is is it warranted? Are the cookies truly as good as all that?...
There’s only one way to find out, she supposes. Sliding one off the edge of the tray with thumb and forefinger, Naoki raises the pastry first not to her lips, but her eye, taking a moment to examine it.
For all the world, it simply seems like a cookie. A pretty reasonable looking cookie… Some bits of chocolate are visible, and some manner of white dusting has been applied to the top, perhaps powdered sugar… but nothing so obviously far departed from her general understanding of cookies causes this one to stand out to such an extreme degree. It must be in the taste, then. (As she supposes it ought to be.)
Lowering the cookie, Naoki inserts one edge into her mouth, almost cautiously. She bites, and chews, a thoughtful sort of look on her face. Nodding slowly, is is forced to admit, this is a damn fine cookie. Though she doesn’t show her enthusiasm in such an unladylike way, the remainder of the cookie is swiftly consumed and an appreciative sort of “MmMmmm…” follows. Reaching for another, Naoki’s other hand waves in the direction of the page, dispatching him once more.
He takes off once again down the stairs with that same outrageous speed, the lollypop having found its way into his mouth at some point. However, in the handful of moments it takes him to make his way down to where François is standing, the lollipop and all evidence of its presence have disappeared. Once again, he presents the pouch of coins, and attempts to perform the transaction.
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Francois Nicolet Montcalm
Established
Liberty! Equality! Brotherhood!
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 43
Physical Description: In regards to build he is as average as one may be. Marginally less than 6 feet tall, working man's muscles, well bred if not handsome features, as well as a black mustache and thin yet very dark black hair coupled with hazel eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He will wear sensible and semi-formal clothing no matter the occasion, and a cap when outdoors. He has basic experience fighting dirty and making weapons out of every day things; pitchforks, scythes, even baguettes dried rock hard for use as a club, one of which he will always carry.
Registered: Jun 15, 2016 6:24:29 GMT -8
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Post by Francois Nicolet Montcalm on Jun 18, 2016 17:00:11 GMT -8
The man gladly passes the bag with several pouches within it so as to separate the hotter cookies from each other. Otherwise they would melt, and lose flavour. Before taking the lad's money he asks him a question. "Tell me, I have not been in Isra for long, who is it that you are working for?"
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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 Jun 19, 2016 2:25:07 GMT -8
Unfortunately enough, the page is deaf. Though he sees François’ lips move, clearly directing some manner of inquiry in his direction, he cannot hear it.
Instead, he extends the index finger of his right hand, touches it to his ear, and drags a line across his face down to the corner of his lips. In some forms of nonverbal communication, this signal is equivalent to the phrase “I’m deaf.” But whether or not François is acquainted enough to decipher this is up to him. However, judging by the Isran badge affixed to the page’s otherwise plain black tunic, one may be able to surmise that he is a government worker in some capacity.
Assuming that the transaction goes smoothly and the proper number of coins may be transferred, the page nods to the man in thanks before abruptly turning on his heel to disappear off in the direction he came, bag of cookies clutched in one hand.
For her part, Naoki watches the exchange from above, having polished off the remainder of the samples with Kate. When the page returns to the seating box, Naoki is waiting for him by the door, accepting the bag with a grateful nod. Opening the bag and one of the pouches at random, the first of the second batch of cookies goes not to Kate, nor Naoki, or anyone else seated in the booth for that matter, but rather the page boy who was kind enough to do the legwork, as Naoki hands him two of the cookies from the open bag, still warm from whatever manner of heating apparatus François is using.
A deep bow and a wide smile speak to his gratitude and also serve to excuse him, as the page takes his prize off to go snack on somewhere else.
Nodding slightly to herself, Naoki turns back about and proceeds back to the sofa. The scent- or rather, scents are intoxicating. Reminiscent of Maelik’s own cooking, in the way the smell of it seems to leverage itself not only into one’s nose, but the very forefront of one’s consciousness, dominating one’s attention in a way that a smell really not ought to be able to.
Still, Naoki manages to make her way back over to Kate, and only when she is there to properly witness the event does Naoki pull wide the lips of the bag, displaying the treasure within for her perusal.
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Francois Nicolet Montcalm
Established
Liberty! Equality! Brotherhood!
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 43
Physical Description: In regards to build he is as average as one may be. Marginally less than 6 feet tall, working man's muscles, well bred if not handsome features, as well as a black mustache and thin yet very dark black hair coupled with hazel eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He will wear sensible and semi-formal clothing no matter the occasion, and a cap when outdoors. He has basic experience fighting dirty and making weapons out of every day things; pitchforks, scythes, even baguettes dried rock hard for use as a club, one of which he will always carry.
Registered: Jun 15, 2016 6:24:29 GMT -8
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Post by Francois Nicolet Montcalm on Jun 20, 2016 7:55:39 GMT -8
The Gauldish man smirks. He thinks in his mind about how clever someone must be to use a deaf boy, after all they can't reveal anything? He considered using the sign language he learned in Gauldin, but he decided not to. He reckoned that just like verbal language, it would be different here. Letting the boy go off with the delights he has prepared, he continues on. He considers going off to one of the losers of the matches and offering them something.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Jun 21, 2016 12:24:32 GMT -8
Fanning the mouth of the small bag, Kate allows the tender waft of the freshly baked cookies fill the air. She take one, and adjusts her seating position. She wasn’t quite finished chewing when she spoke. “What a neat little business he has. We should use the Arena more often.” She took yet another cookie. They were of the perfect size to be snacked on, but he dared not think how much weight she was gaining. “You should hire that guy. Make ‘im the minister of snacks department.” Kate snickered.
Eventually, the roars of the crowd died down. The sun was giving it’s way to night’s reign when the matches were close to wrapping up. Kate realised their time was almost up. “Well that was… Not the kind of date we usually have.” Said Kate as she rose from the sofa and stretched her back. "I kind of liked it. Not every date needs to be exuberant. I know this was a work thing for you but I’m glad I could come too.” Kate flashed a look of sudden realisation. Her mouth opened to release the vowel ‘A’
“Speaking of work things. I need to buy some tissues. The Dragon Mustard is in season and… Actually, it’s kind of gross so I’m just going to skip that. I just really need them for the morning so I better run.” She smooched Naoki on the cheek and waved everyone else goodbye. “Bye! Don’t forget to take me with you when you leave for the Expanse.” She made her way along back, signing the deaf page that she appreciated the cookies, and that she hoped they could see each other again and also that beavers made excellent jackhammers.
She felt happy for taking those sign lessons as she made her way off off the stadium and into the streets, not yet fully crowded by the weary audience.
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Sept 23, 2016 17:29:02 GMT -8
With the matches over, she straightened and turned to Alden Marshal.
"I'd say Zephiros and Aegon would make good candidates. I'll leave it to you to invite them. Contact me if you need me." Rising from her seat, she'd turn and make her way out. Unless stopped, Takhana would go home.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Sept 23, 2016 18:47:08 GMT -8
"I'll send them to you once the offer is made."
Alden responds as she takes off. Formal inductions were her duty. Paperwork, presenting the badges, getting people settled. Her title may have been the administrator but he was fairly certain she was more important to the operation than he was. But he was still the leader which meant recruiting new and promising talent was his job. Alden get's up and makes his goodbyes to lady Naoki.
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Ganymede Galaii
Dedicated
The Muse of Merry-Making
Roleplay posts: 219
Age: Any one she wants.
Physical Description: She takes a humanoid appearance, with long hair, nails, and eyes that changes colors depending on the mood she's in (usually found in some sort of periwinkle, lilac hue, tho). She usually takes a lush, hourglass-shaped feminine form.
Clothes and Equipment: Ganymede is always dressed in daring and bold fashion choices -- if she's in a good mood. If she's in a bad mood, she'll usually be clothed in dark and somber colors. She dresses according to the way she feels -- or according to the theme of her latest party.
Registered: Mar 15, 2017 13:43:35 GMT -8
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Post by Ganymede Galaii on Apr 26, 2017 20:29:06 GMT -8
The Festival is about to begin! All of Isra is decorated in the iconic purple flowers, with splashes of blue and gold. Boughs cover doorways and sway between buildings. The merry spirit is in the air, and beyond the walls of the city, one can see the fair grounds being erected, flags of all the nations waving upon the poles. THE FESTIVAL WILL BEGIN AT 7AM PACIFIC TIME, FRIDAY, APRIL 28th, 2017 CLICK HERE FOR MORE DETAILS
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Oct 20, 2017 17:18:08 GMT -8
Aia Heijra had been busy managing the development of the Varan District. Though she had carried her sword with her at all times, Aia could not help but feel disconnected from her ancestral weapon. A hunger to fight consumed her; she was Varan, and the Varan were a warrior people. Deciding to take a break the Varan shieldmaiden ventured to the Oculus Solis Arena, where she endeavored to find an opponent to duel - and perhaps sate the fighting spirit inside of her.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Oct 20, 2017 18:35:06 GMT -8
Aia Heijra would hear the faint sounds of a grown man chuckling, the sound echoing off the empty halls of the arena, along with what sounded like bird chirps. Entering into the arena she would see a young man in his mid twenties sitting in the stands at the very bottom near the ring. His green pieces of plate armor covered key points on his body: his left shoulder, his legs, and his hips. The rest was dark brown and while thick seemed far more flexible than metal. He was leaning forward, shaking his head as he smiled while a tiny creature fluttered in front of him. It was difficult to see from her distance, but Aia would see a fairy barely 6 inches in height with short, blonde hair and wearing a pink skirt. After chirping enough the little fairy floated over and landed on the man's red, floppy hair and let out a sigh. The man's chuckle turned to a sigh as well and ending in a faint smile. He looked to the entrance and noticed Aia. "Oh, uh...hello there, ma'am." He said, somewhat surprised someone would be here at all, "I didn't realize there was practice today."
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Oct 21, 2017 4:25:55 GMT -8
Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake Aia approached Riley casually, smiling eagerly. "Practice? Well, I'm new here - to the arena I mean." She shrugged, and then bluntly said "I just came to fight." She twisted the ends of her long, blonde hair as if thinking and would say "but I guess a little bit of practice beforehand wouldn't hurt." Realizing the two had not introduced themselves to each other, Aia held a hand out; Varan custom would see both individuals grip the others forearm as a sort of introductory greeting. "Greetings, brother. I am Aia, of Clan Heijra, the House of the Boar. And you are?" Aia's eyes darted to the fairy for a brief moment, and then back to Riley.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Oct 21, 2017 9:59:17 GMT -8
"Riley, Riley Fletcher ma'am." He said as he stood up to shake her hand. The fairy on his head sat up and looked at Aia curiously. Riley gestured to her with a single finger.
"This is my friend Cheesecake." He said. The fairy chirped and waved happily. "Well, I suppose if you're looking for a fight I have time. Would you be interested in a duel? What's your weapon of choice?"
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