Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 11, 2016 18:07:34 GMT -8
Kin'Zik was actually mildly surprised at the number of people in the valley. Apparently, the Land Tillers had turned it into quite the attraction. He notices a crowd lolly-gagging near a bridge and curious he goes to see what the fuss is. It transpired that a woman was along the bridge and some had stopped to admire her form.
The priest presses a fist to his jaw and eyes her curiously, this was the first lowland woman he'd seen after all. She wasn't bad, not the most beauteous woman he'd seen that title still fell to her grace of course, but she wasn't hard to look at. Something in her gate though told him something and it made the priest chuckle. Evidently, women of Ilesia's ilk were present everywhere, not just Esdara.
Overall he deemed the woman the first Low Lander that he'd seen that was worth talking to. Well except Lord Spero, but he hadn't had the opportunity to talk to that man. So without further adieu he walks towards the woman and gives her a slight bow.
"Greetings, I am Corenis Kin'Zik Tearney... A priest of Esdar and inhabitant of the island. I work for their graces The Winged Crown of Mercy and The Winged Blade of Justice, the rulers of all Esdara. You seem to be of better stock than most milling around this valley, so I wondered if you might answer some questions about the surface."
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 11, 2016 18:20:25 GMT -8
It was only a matter of time before some brave soul thought they could speak to her. Osma was quite used to having to tolerate this. She smirked below her look of disinterest as she glanced at Coren-blah-blah-blah and then turned her eyes away. Colorful fish swam in the water, making it swirl with lucent plankton. What she got from his welcome speech was that he was a priest (Eh.) and that he worked for the rulers of the land (oh?). At that she turned her head to face him. Lanky elf. Gaw, she hated elves. How was a human supposed to compete with the beauty of an elf? Her hands rose and her eyes rolled as she realized the land was so pretty because she was in an elven country. Figures. "I am the fairest of all that I knew ." With a pout, she turned her back to the lookers and crossed her arms. "Whatta want to know?" Her lip curled up as she looked at him. So smug and blonde and pale. AS IF that was the only form of beauty. "I have never graced this..." what did he call it? "Esdar with my presence before. So I am afraid I am not much help. Why don't you go ask a elven woman? With their effortless good looks and...." There was something pressing on her brain, behind her vanity. There was a need for an elf. Something, someone, needed something from an elf... Warlord Shintaro Nishida Osma's thick brows rose high as she lifted up her head. "ELF!" she shouted, then turned to face him. Her hand took him by the arm. "You're an elf. Are you a healer?"
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 11, 2016 18:36:10 GMT -8
The reaction of the lowland woman was odd, indeed Kin'Zik wasn't entirely certain she was sane. Vanity was certainly present as she insists she is the fairest, followed by a downright petulant agreement to his request. What in the name of Esdar had he done to promote such hostility? She also wasn't very good at listening since she'd gotten pretty much all of what he'd said wrong. He opens his mouth to make some corrections and to make his exit since he found he regretted speaking to her when she shouts at him. Raising his hands the priest lets out a sigh as he sorts out what she'd just said.
"To clear a few things up. Esdar is our god, Esdara is the island currently floating above your head, I asked you to answer questions relating to the surface, as in the places that are not a floating island, which I assume you have graced. Finally, though I am a healer, I am not an elf."
To illustrate this point he shifts some hair revealing the round tips of his ears. Though elves weren't uncommon in Esdara he didn't number among their rank, he was human just a very pretty one.
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 11, 2016 18:41:31 GMT -8
His hand rose, did that mean he wanted her to back up? She got the feeling that he did but she wasn't sure of the signs of someone being so clear about not wanting her around.
Esdar, Esdara. ToMAYtoe, Tomatoe.Something about a floating island. Not important, what was important was the answers to the questions OSMA asked. Duh.
"Yeah, yeah can you...wait. You aren't an elf?" No way an human man was that pretty. She looked at his ears, narrowing her eyes as if that would help. "Oh, wow." Don't laugh. "Okay."
He totally looked like a tall, sixteen year old girl now.
Focus.
"Do you huh, do you know of any elven healers? I huh," Holding in the chuckle. "Have a friend and-ppffff, I'm sorry. Are you sure you aren't an elf?"
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 11, 2016 19:00:54 GMT -8
Kin'Zik arches a single eyebrow and debates his options. The woman was either lack-witted, raised in a barn, hard of hearing, or some combination of all three. After a moment he settles on all three. He decides to exercise patience for the moment, though he'd really like to put the woman in her place. He gives the woman a tolerant smile.
"I am quite certain of my own lineage. Why do you require an elven healer, wouldn't any healer do?"
Though he seriously doubted this woman could convince a healer to willingly accompany her. It had taken him all of a minute to find her company nearly intolerable.
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 11, 2016 19:09:46 GMT -8
"No, any healer will not do." She said this as if it honestly bothered her even with her large pride aside. Her finger curled to her lip and she paced to the other side of the bridge without regard to those crossing it. "The infection is still present. It must be magic. I don't know magic all that well, but I am assuming it's elven. Maybe it isn't. If it is not, how ever would we get any other kind of fae to help? Such fickle, vain little creatures." She paced back.
Pot calling the kettle black.
"I am more likely to find an healer here. Gaw! That's what I should have been doing this whole time." She put her hands to her hair, but barely touched the strains. Didn' want to mess up her do. "I am likely to find one here, right? A healer who knows magic. But how to get them to come back with me?"
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 11, 2016 19:26:10 GMT -8
It was rather odd to see the woman cognizant of the issue he himself had seen, though he imagines how she reached the conclusion differs. The priest crosses his arms and shrugs his shoulders.
"Well yes, most of the clergy can heal with magic."
He doesn't clarify if he can heal with magic or not, since he doesn't want to get too involved with this woman.
"As to how you can convince them, I haven't the foggiest."
This was a complete lie, but he was still trying to be polite and forgiving like a priest should. After all, perhaps lowlanders didn't bother teaching their children basic manners.
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Mei of the Celadine
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 22
Physical Description: Dainty and diminutive, Mei is barely over five feet tall, with a delicate bone structure that is most readily reflected in the finely-formed features that compose her face. Her hair is long, falling past her hips, and a rich brown color, the same as her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mei usually wears a simple set of Celadine kimono-style robes, light and flowing and easy to move around in. Tucked into the obi of these robes are a number of pouches full of seeds and the like.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 11:00:04 GMT -8
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Post by Mei of the Celadine on Oct 12, 2016 8:26:20 GMT -8
Mei had been watching the happenings between the vain woman and the priest with a decidedly bemused expression. She was currently perched in the branches of a tree near the bridge, shamelessly listening in while she ate an apple. Finally she piped up, using her ability to throw her voice so that it was heard right next to Kin'Zik's ear.
"I don't think you'll get much out of that one. She's too wrapped up in herself. If you need something, I'll try to help." Whenever the Esdaran inevitably looked around to discern the source of the voice, Mei would grin and wave at him in a friendly manner.
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 12, 2016 12:16:32 GMT -8
He spoke like he couldn't cast magic. Maybe it was a rank thing or a human thing or something. Whatever. What mattered to her was that she go someone to stop the stress induced oozing from Warlord Shintaro Nishida 's eye hole. A leader needed to lead and they were a lot nicer if they weren't in pain half the time. Not that the Warlord had been mean. Osma had gotten a comfy room in the castle so that she could treat his eye. If his eye was forever treated...would she lose the room. MMmmmmmm. Perhaps she didn't want to find an healer. But if she didn't, someone soon would. One could not swing a cat by the tail without smacking into some who could cast something. Who was to say that any healer could undo the magic feed infection? Or, perhaps she could learn how to do it herself. Mostly get someone to do it for her and then take the credit. Old school Osma style. She glanced over the priest. What would get her way out of him? He seemed annoyed by her. Stupid head. She tried flirting by playing with her hair and swaying side to side as she said: "I would greatly appreciate if you would take me to someone who could help." She tried the hint of monentary gain by saying: "It is for a leader of a new country. I am sure he will be very grateful." She tried the hint of fame by saying: "We don't have many ballads written yet, but I hear that the troubadours are just wanting for something to sing about. What things rhyme with Kin?" He seemed distracted by something. "Hello?" Osma snapped to get his attention back on her.
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 12, 2016 14:56:32 GMT -8
Kin'Zik tilts his head as he hears a voice speaking near his ear, that was certainly interesting. It only takes him a moment to spot the woman in the nearby tree and he gives her a smile, it seemed there was someone who at least possessed some manners here. Then the rude woman was snapping at him and he looks back to her. What had she been saying? Oh right, she'd launched into a pathetically transparent attempt to manipulate him.
"Well I can certainly advise her grace that you're lord is looking for a healer, she may send a diplomatic envoy with a clergy member to foster diplomatic ties. Or I suppose you could try and track down Lord Spero up on the island, from all accounts he's some sort of divine being. Unfortunately for me, my duties mean it is doubtful that the troubadours will need to figure out what rhymes with my name, I very much doubt I will be traveling to other countries anytime soon."
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 12, 2016 15:00:41 GMT -8
He was of very little help. If he had done what she wanted him to do he would have A) dropped everything and go back with her at once to do it himself, then have to leave very soon or B) taken her see Lord S...shit....Lord Speedo.
Her head lifted to see the floating island. "Up-up there? To see the Winged Woman of Endurance or Lord Speedo? How do I get up there? Can't you just take me. It seems so much easier."
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Mei of the Celadine
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 22
Physical Description: Dainty and diminutive, Mei is barely over five feet tall, with a delicate bone structure that is most readily reflected in the finely-formed features that compose her face. Her hair is long, falling past her hips, and a rich brown color, the same as her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mei usually wears a simple set of Celadine kimono-style robes, light and flowing and easy to move around in. Tucked into the obi of these robes are a number of pouches full of seeds and the like.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 11:00:04 GMT -8
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Post by Mei of the Celadine on Oct 12, 2016 15:03:24 GMT -8
Mei giggled around a mouthful of apple as she listened to the exchange between the Esdaran and the.. female. Oh, this was entertaining. She remained silent this time, however, simply continuing to eat her apple and watch, greatly amused.
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 12, 2016 18:44:14 GMT -8
The urge to smack his palm to his face and curse was very nearly overwhelming. The woman was dense enough that he was surprised she wasn't crushed under the weight of her own stupidity. The woman was clearly listening at least somewhat, but her ability to actually retain what was said was nearly non-existent. She was also clearly blinded by her own self-importance, he'd literally never met a more irritating noble woman despite having dealt with them for years.
"Lord Spero and The Winged Crown of Grace."
This is said with his rapidly thinning patience evident in every syllable. He then lifts a hand to point toward the shimmering silver portal.
"That is a portal up to Esdara, any are welcome to use it. Well, I would love to attend you I have business in the valley to resolve. So you will have to go on your own, unless you want to wait until I am finished."
Which he sincerely hoped she didn't, he'd bemoan Esdar for sending him this trial if he hadn't approached her.
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Osma Gaiman
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 193
Age: 22
Physical Description: Physical Description:
Osma has fair skin, since she never had to toil outdoors. Her brown hair is so dark it is almost black and rests in long waves down to her waist. Her eyebrows are thick, since plucking them hasn't been invented yet. Her lips are full. Her brown eyes common.
She wasn't hit with the ugly stick when she was born, if one doesn't take into account an ugly personality.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes and Equipment
A few dresses of good quality, made for warmth. Animal furs and lots of Stag horns on everything. Its a symbol of the noble house she is from.
Plant powders and the like hidden in "poison rings" and necklaces. Etc.
Knife and other tools used to harvest plants and birth babies.
Registered: Sept 17, 2016 8:24:18 GMT -8
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Post by Osma Gaiman on Oct 12, 2016 18:51:10 GMT -8
"Yes, those people. Who did you think I said." She wasn't not wrong. HE and his robe wearing self were wrong. There sure where a lot of people she meet who wore robes. Maybe she she should give it a try. What color should she get? Osma began to glance around for inspiration. OH! That woman's was pretty. It would be a lot prettier on Osma than on her . Crazy, apple eating tree sitting hippy.
She turned her head to look at the shimmering portal. IT was beautiful too. Osma's voice was low as she stated, "I like it here." She wanted it. The land, the water, the trees, that portal. She wanted it to be hers.
Osma got what Osma wanted. It would take years,decades even and something shiny was sure to distract her. "No, no. You are not longer useful to me." She waved her fingers towards where she thought his face still was and began to walk away without a thank you.
[[Exit Osma unless you have something more.]]
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 12, 2016 19:02:59 GMT -8
Kin'Zik lets out a sigh of relief when the woman takes her leave. Thank Esdar that was over with. Turning he makes his way over to the woman in the tree who had seemed far more polite. He looks up at her and says with a smile.
"You said you may be able to assist me?"
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Mei of the Celadine
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 22
Physical Description: Dainty and diminutive, Mei is barely over five feet tall, with a delicate bone structure that is most readily reflected in the finely-formed features that compose her face. Her hair is long, falling past her hips, and a rich brown color, the same as her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mei usually wears a simple set of Celadine kimono-style robes, light and flowing and easy to move around in. Tucked into the obi of these robes are a number of pouches full of seeds and the like.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 11:00:04 GMT -8
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Post by Mei of the Celadine on Oct 12, 2016 20:20:03 GMT -8
Mei watched as the woman left, then chucked her apple core into the water passing under the bridge nearby. She looked down as Kin'Zik approached and gave him a beaming grin, then carefully scrambled down from her perch, landing lightly in the thick grass on bare feet. Pulling a few leaves out of her hair, she turned to face him, looking cheery and friendly.
"Maybe! I'm not sure what you're after, but I recognize your robes - you're a priest from Esdara, so I figure you must be down here for a good reason, especially since you're the first Esdaran I've seen leave the island. I'm Mei of the Celadine, one of the Land-Tillers who decided to live here in the Valley." Her hand was offered to him as she introduced herself.
"Not to mention you looked like you were seeking something in particular. So what is it you're looking for?"
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Registered: Jul 1, 2016 20:05:42 GMT -8
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 13, 2016 12:22:17 GMT -8
Kin'zik takes the offered hand bowing and brushing his lips against her knuckles in a courtly bow. He then straightens and releases her hand least she become uncomfortable by a lingering touch.
"Greetings Lady Mei, I am Corenis Kin'Zik Tearney hand of their graces The Winged Crown of Grace and The Winged Blade of Justice. Your assessment is correct, in order to better serve my lord and lady I decided to be the first of my people to tread foot upon the surface. You see I believe that they require someone within their court with some first-hand knowledge of what the land below is like. Though I can't stray too far from the valley, I did want to find someone willing to tell me more of the various nations upon the surface. We received some limited information from the brave heroes who helped us, but I am hoping to expand upon that."
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Mei of the Celadine
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 22
Physical Description: Dainty and diminutive, Mei is barely over five feet tall, with a delicate bone structure that is most readily reflected in the finely-formed features that compose her face. Her hair is long, falling past her hips, and a rich brown color, the same as her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mei usually wears a simple set of Celadine kimono-style robes, light and flowing and easy to move around in. Tucked into the obi of these robes are a number of pouches full of seeds and the like.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 11:00:04 GMT -8
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Post by Mei of the Celadine on Oct 13, 2016 20:35:34 GMT -8
The kiss to her knuckles and the bow that accompanied the gesture made Mei grin, and she laughed softly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. How charming! The contact didn't seem to bother her, but she looked intrigued as he spoke of what brought him down from the island.
"Ah! That makes quite a bit of sense. Well, I could get you a book with some maps of the nations, and I can tell you what I know about the world."
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Kin'Zik Tearney
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: Kin'Zik is a tall man standing at 6'3 with blond hair so light it is almost white. His eyes are a grey that borders on silver. His build is slender boarding on frail and although he isn't sickly he does lack strength. His features are delicate and a bit haughty, with a narrow jaw, piercing eyes, and high cheekbones.
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Clothes and Equipment: An elaborate white robe trimmed with gold. Despite being only a Corenis within the priesthood, Kin'Zik's robes are finer than most of his fellows. He is evasive as to how he affords such things, but speculation does not paint a pretty picture. He also wield a staff which he uses to channel his magics.
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Post by Kin'Zik Tearney on Oct 14, 2016 10:36:36 GMT -8
The response Mei provides brings a wide smile to Kin'Zik's face. Books and a first-hand account, excellent. The priest gives her a wide charming smile and says with genuine thanks.
"That would be wonderful, we already know much of the Land Tillers as you are our closest neighbours. So though I find your culture most interesting I would appreciate any first-hand knowledge you can give me of the other nations. The books as well will be a great boon to my lord and lady, I am sure they would be thrilled to have such additions to their library, I will of course pay you so you can get them replaced."
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Mei of the Celadine
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Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 22
Physical Description: Dainty and diminutive, Mei is barely over five feet tall, with a delicate bone structure that is most readily reflected in the finely-formed features that compose her face. Her hair is long, falling past her hips, and a rich brown color, the same as her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mei usually wears a simple set of Celadine kimono-style robes, light and flowing and easy to move around in. Tucked into the obi of these robes are a number of pouches full of seeds and the like.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 11:00:04 GMT -8
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Post by Mei of the Celadine on Oct 14, 2016 17:15:58 GMT -8
"No need for that! Our belief is to provide whatever is in need for no cost. Maybe one day you can do a favor for me, but that's the most I'll accept as payment." She waved her hand in an airy manner to dismiss the prospect of being paid for the books, then began to walk off, gesturing for Kin'Zik to follow her. There was a cluster of buildings up ahead in the near distance with people milling about, and it seemed she was leading him there.
"Actually, you might be able to do something for me one day. I want to go up to Esdara and do a broad scope chronicling of the plant life you have up there, but from what I understand, the traveling papers handed out to visitors are just temporary ones. I figure this venture will take at least a year, maybe more. Anything you could do to help me with obtaining something more long-term?"
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