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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Aug 7, 2016 18:58:21 GMT -8
A simple arch of wood, stone, and plaster, this gate marks the border of Cyrili from the main road. Manned by the local garrison of military, security is very lax in the sleepy farming village. |
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Hansel von Dietzhoff
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Roleplay posts: 400 
Age: 17
Physical Description: Quite tall at 6'1, Hansel has a pale complexion coupled with nearly white blonde hair and a set of heterochromatic eyes. His boyish features are well defined but covered in many small scars. The young man's frame is best described as sinewy with significant muscle placed upon a relatively thin body. Across his body one would find many cosmetics scars, brands and a few tattoos be it of scripture or strange tribal symbolism. However most noticeable are the two large wings on either shoulder blade, and the cross on his chest and back crossing his breast from stomach to neck.
Clothes and Equipment: Typically Hans will wear a bodyglove of buunvar leather, over which is blessed chainmail and plate. His preferred weapon is a moderately sized Executioner's sword of Hagbane silver with the end rounded and sharpened to at least pierce flesh. However for sidearms he carries a powerful longbow and an ensemble of Holy falchion and dagger.
The lad also will usually possess a mount; either a blessed horse, pegasus or hyppogryph. The beast will always carry heavy barding and bears a lance and kite shield for its rider.
Registered: Aug 30, 2016 13:29:47 GMT -8
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Post by Hansel von Dietzhoff on Nov 30, 2016 10:02:51 GMT -8
Hansel would have dismounted a considerable distance from here along with Liv Featherstone glad to have the town finally in sights. Before going through the gates he would say "Well, I suppose this is where our trip really starts." stretching every so often. It was a long journey and just as he thought there was some respite, they flew once more. |
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Liv Featherstone
Dedicated
Call me Livilla.. I DARE you.
Roleplay posts: 167 
Age: 17
Physical Description: Often described as 'elfin', Livilla - who prefers to be called Liv (and gods help you if you call her 'Livilla' within her hearing) - is pint-sized and delicate, coming in at a thoroughly unimpressive 5'2". With a delicate bone structure, she's wiry and nimble, with not a whole lot in the way of muscle mass, and she looks like she weighs about as much as a wet puppy, which isn't far from the truth. She has girlish features that are usually adorned with one of three expressions - mischief, focus, or curiosity. Anything else is somewhat rare. She keeps her brown hair cut short and shaggy just even with her shoulders, and her eyes are a mercurial hazel that go from brown, to green, to grey, to gold, to blue in an instant, usually reflecting her thoughts and/or mood.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Liv wears a pair of low-slung, tight-fitting breeches with buckles up the sides and a brown leather belt around her hips. These are habitually tucked into a pair of mid-calf brown leather boots with laces, buckles, and two-inch heels, the toebox and counter of which are covered in a thin shell of enchanted brass. A short, thin white blouse with a low scoop neck, short puff sleeves, and ruffled edges, is worn beneath a corset that looks much like her breeches, with detachable straps that fasten at the top and go over her shoulders. Over all this, she wears a button-up moss green coat with slightly puffy shoulders and a large collar, which falls to mid-thigh, adorned with various buckles, straps, and decorative chains, the sleeves of which are habitually rolled up to just short of her elbows. Around her right wrist she wears an enchanted brown leather bracer with three small buckles (that can be activated to form a magical shield), and always atop her head is a brown leather pageboy hat with a small brim and a brass fleur de lis charm. Around her hips she wears a belt strung with random tools of her trade, and belt pouches filled with various odds and ends. One of the most noticeable of these is a small, strange rod that appears to be composed of brass, and is obviously enchanted, although what exactly this enchantment may be is generally unknown. She wears it at her right hip, within easy reach, at all times; this rod is magically hardened and can extend however long she needs it to, allowing her to defend herself, and a small infusion of mana fills it with varying amounts of electricity, allowing her to zap people and flee, when needed.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: May 23, 2016 13:36:10 GMT -8
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Post by Liv Featherstone on Nov 30, 2016 12:48:04 GMT -8
Liv was very glad to dismount from the hippogryph, and although she wasn't waddling in agony like she had the first night, she was still very clearly a bit sore. She followed Hansel up to the gates, looking at the sleepy little village's entryway.
"Looks that way.. this place is actually kinda cute, in a quaint pastoral sorta way."
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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Nov 30, 2016 12:49:38 GMT -8
A pair of guards were lounging to either side of the archway, leaning against their spears and chatting. They glanced toward the approaching newcomers as Hansel and Livilla neared, and one of them nodded to them in a cordial manner.
"Welcome to Cyrili. Mind if we see your papers?"
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Hansel von Dietzhoff
Dedicated
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Roleplay posts: 400
Age: 17
Physical Description: Quite tall at 6'1, Hansel has a pale complexion coupled with nearly white blonde hair and a set of heterochromatic eyes. His boyish features are well defined but covered in many small scars. The young man's frame is best described as sinewy with significant muscle placed upon a relatively thin body. Across his body one would find many cosmetics scars, brands and a few tattoos be it of scripture or strange tribal symbolism. However most noticeable are the two large wings on either shoulder blade, and the cross on his chest and back crossing his breast from stomach to neck.
Clothes and Equipment: Typically Hans will wear a bodyglove of buunvar leather, over which is blessed chainmail and plate. His preferred weapon is a moderately sized Executioner's sword of Hagbane silver with the end rounded and sharpened to at least pierce flesh. However for sidearms he carries a powerful longbow and an ensemble of Holy falchion and dagger.
The lad also will usually possess a mount; either a blessed horse, pegasus or hyppogryph. The beast will always carry heavy barding and bears a lance and kite shield for its rider.
Registered: Aug 30, 2016 13:29:47 GMT -8
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Post by Hansel von Dietzhoff on Nov 30, 2016 16:51:20 GMT -8
Hansel walked over to the Guards, giving his papers to them. "You never told me your full name." he said, wondering as to why that was. He tried not to sound to inquisitive, knowing that the question could easily come across the wrong way if there was a reason for not telling him.
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Liv Featherstone
Dedicated
Call me Livilla.. I DARE you.
Roleplay posts: 167
Age: 17
Physical Description: Often described as 'elfin', Livilla - who prefers to be called Liv (and gods help you if you call her 'Livilla' within her hearing) - is pint-sized and delicate, coming in at a thoroughly unimpressive 5'2". With a delicate bone structure, she's wiry and nimble, with not a whole lot in the way of muscle mass, and she looks like she weighs about as much as a wet puppy, which isn't far from the truth. She has girlish features that are usually adorned with one of three expressions - mischief, focus, or curiosity. Anything else is somewhat rare. She keeps her brown hair cut short and shaggy just even with her shoulders, and her eyes are a mercurial hazel that go from brown, to green, to grey, to gold, to blue in an instant, usually reflecting her thoughts and/or mood.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Liv wears a pair of low-slung, tight-fitting breeches with buckles up the sides and a brown leather belt around her hips. These are habitually tucked into a pair of mid-calf brown leather boots with laces, buckles, and two-inch heels, the toebox and counter of which are covered in a thin shell of enchanted brass. A short, thin white blouse with a low scoop neck, short puff sleeves, and ruffled edges, is worn beneath a corset that looks much like her breeches, with detachable straps that fasten at the top and go over her shoulders. Over all this, she wears a button-up moss green coat with slightly puffy shoulders and a large collar, which falls to mid-thigh, adorned with various buckles, straps, and decorative chains, the sleeves of which are habitually rolled up to just short of her elbows. Around her right wrist she wears an enchanted brown leather bracer with three small buckles (that can be activated to form a magical shield), and always atop her head is a brown leather pageboy hat with a small brim and a brass fleur de lis charm. Around her hips she wears a belt strung with random tools of her trade, and belt pouches filled with various odds and ends. One of the most noticeable of these is a small, strange rod that appears to be composed of brass, and is obviously enchanted, although what exactly this enchantment may be is generally unknown. She wears it at her right hip, within easy reach, at all times; this rod is magically hardened and can extend however long she needs it to, allowing her to defend herself, and a small infusion of mana fills it with varying amounts of electricity, allowing her to zap people and flee, when needed.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: May 23, 2016 13:36:10 GMT -8
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Post by Liv Featherstone on Nov 30, 2016 18:36:14 GMT -8
Liv fished out her papers and handed them over to the guard, then shot a look at Hansel, her lips pursing slightly to one side. She flushed and shifted her gaze away, not comfortable with seeing his reaction as she shared her reasoning.
"I don't like givin' out my name, mostly 'cause I don't like the name itself. I'm not some prissy little girl named Livilla, I'm Liv the artificer. The only person who ever called me Livilla was my dad."
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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Nov 30, 2016 18:37:31 GMT -8
The guard examined their papers and, satisfied with their authenticity, handed them back.
"Everything looks to be in order. Enjoy your stay. Be careful on the bridges, it can be a bit disorienting if you're not used to the height."
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Hansel von Dietzhoff
Dedicated
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Roleplay posts: 400
Age: 17
Physical Description: Quite tall at 6'1, Hansel has a pale complexion coupled with nearly white blonde hair and a set of heterochromatic eyes. His boyish features are well defined but covered in many small scars. The young man's frame is best described as sinewy with significant muscle placed upon a relatively thin body. Across his body one would find many cosmetics scars, brands and a few tattoos be it of scripture or strange tribal symbolism. However most noticeable are the two large wings on either shoulder blade, and the cross on his chest and back crossing his breast from stomach to neck.
Clothes and Equipment: Typically Hans will wear a bodyglove of buunvar leather, over which is blessed chainmail and plate. His preferred weapon is a moderately sized Executioner's sword of Hagbane silver with the end rounded and sharpened to at least pierce flesh. However for sidearms he carries a powerful longbow and an ensemble of Holy falchion and dagger.
The lad also will usually possess a mount; either a blessed horse, pegasus or hyppogryph. The beast will always carry heavy barding and bears a lance and kite shield for its rider.
Registered: Aug 30, 2016 13:29:47 GMT -8
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Post by Hansel von Dietzhoff on Dec 1, 2016 5:57:37 GMT -8
Hansel didn't change his expression knowing that any change after the explanation could be seen as mocking of it. "Adding two syllables to your name does not reduce the value of it. I like a girl named Livilla just as much as one named Liv. But if you don't like it I suppose I'll just keep on with Liv."
Taking the papers back he walked along with her across the bridge. "Where do you want to visit in here first? Oh, and do you think it best we stayed the night here or waited to get to the city?" He asked, rather quickly if she had an unhappy reaction to his words regarding her name.
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Liv Featherstone
Dedicated
Call me Livilla.. I DARE you.
Roleplay posts: 167
Age: 17
Physical Description: Often described as 'elfin', Livilla - who prefers to be called Liv (and gods help you if you call her 'Livilla' within her hearing) - is pint-sized and delicate, coming in at a thoroughly unimpressive 5'2". With a delicate bone structure, she's wiry and nimble, with not a whole lot in the way of muscle mass, and she looks like she weighs about as much as a wet puppy, which isn't far from the truth. She has girlish features that are usually adorned with one of three expressions - mischief, focus, or curiosity. Anything else is somewhat rare. She keeps her brown hair cut short and shaggy just even with her shoulders, and her eyes are a mercurial hazel that go from brown, to green, to grey, to gold, to blue in an instant, usually reflecting her thoughts and/or mood.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Liv wears a pair of low-slung, tight-fitting breeches with buckles up the sides and a brown leather belt around her hips. These are habitually tucked into a pair of mid-calf brown leather boots with laces, buckles, and two-inch heels, the toebox and counter of which are covered in a thin shell of enchanted brass. A short, thin white blouse with a low scoop neck, short puff sleeves, and ruffled edges, is worn beneath a corset that looks much like her breeches, with detachable straps that fasten at the top and go over her shoulders. Over all this, she wears a button-up moss green coat with slightly puffy shoulders and a large collar, which falls to mid-thigh, adorned with various buckles, straps, and decorative chains, the sleeves of which are habitually rolled up to just short of her elbows. Around her right wrist she wears an enchanted brown leather bracer with three small buckles (that can be activated to form a magical shield), and always atop her head is a brown leather pageboy hat with a small brim and a brass fleur de lis charm. Around her hips she wears a belt strung with random tools of her trade, and belt pouches filled with various odds and ends. One of the most noticeable of these is a small, strange rod that appears to be composed of brass, and is obviously enchanted, although what exactly this enchantment may be is generally unknown. She wears it at her right hip, within easy reach, at all times; this rod is magically hardened and can extend however long she needs it to, allowing her to defend herself, and a small infusion of mana fills it with varying amounts of electricity, allowing her to zap people and flee, when needed.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: May 23, 2016 13:36:10 GMT -8
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Post by Liv Featherstone on Dec 1, 2016 8:49:32 GMT -8
Liv tensed notably as he said he 'liked' her regardless of her name. Deciding to ignore the entirety of that statement and the ones surrounding it, she took her papers back and tucked them into her coat pocket again, before grasping the straps of her pack and hitching it up unnecessarily upon her shoulders. Then she started forward, glancing down at the.. open air beneath their rope bridge with a sort of wide-eyed expression. No wonder the guards said to be careful. She quickly looked up again, toward the bulk of the village ahead of them.
"No need to rush around, yeah? Let's take our time and enjoy the place. See what's to be had and make our decisions from there."
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Hansel von Dietzhoff
Dedicated
π―π π»ππππ π―πππππ
Roleplay posts: 400
Age: 17
Physical Description: Quite tall at 6'1, Hansel has a pale complexion coupled with nearly white blonde hair and a set of heterochromatic eyes. His boyish features are well defined but covered in many small scars. The young man's frame is best described as sinewy with significant muscle placed upon a relatively thin body. Across his body one would find many cosmetics scars, brands and a few tattoos be it of scripture or strange tribal symbolism. However most noticeable are the two large wings on either shoulder blade, and the cross on his chest and back crossing his breast from stomach to neck.
Clothes and Equipment: Typically Hans will wear a bodyglove of buunvar leather, over which is blessed chainmail and plate. His preferred weapon is a moderately sized Executioner's sword of Hagbane silver with the end rounded and sharpened to at least pierce flesh. However for sidearms he carries a powerful longbow and an ensemble of Holy falchion and dagger.
The lad also will usually possess a mount; either a blessed horse, pegasus or hyppogryph. The beast will always carry heavy barding and bears a lance and kite shield for its rider.
Registered: Aug 30, 2016 13:29:47 GMT -8
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Post by Hansel von Dietzhoff on Dec 1, 2016 11:56:16 GMT -8
Hans nodded, for they stumble that run too fast. He followed, affording himself a smile as he was behind her. They had come here and had no plans for the foreseeable future. Besides, he had made that vow to not worry. He did not mind the elevation although he occasionally had a little trouble breathing from the constant changes in height. Eventually it normalized as they walked on to Cyrili.
Exeunt
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