The Steelscape
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Roleplay posts: 49
Registered: Sept 6, 2016 13:45:09 GMT -8
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Post by The Steelscape on Sept 7, 2016 11:16:14 GMT -8
The most affordable and easily accessible option for those visiting the Steelscape is the Equinox Hotel. A towering building of steel, with a few windows in it, the Hotel is unlike most others found on the overworld. What it lacks in niceties it makes up for in sheer capacity and affordability. The building is fifteen floors tall, nearly all of the space being used for rooms. Magical lifts, manned by attendants, are used to get to each floor swiftly. The only part of the building, not rooms is the first floor, fifth floor, and tenth floor which each contain dining halls, bathing facilities, and the check in/check out desk. Those staying will be given a key to their room along with a room number. The rooms doors are reinforced and also contain a magical alert to those inside if forced entry is attempted.
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Lenny Labree
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Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 7, 2016 20:14:36 GMT -8
Lenny entered the building, Roy presumably in tow behind him. Making his way over to an unoccupied clerk. Although the entrance was fairly busy, there were enough clerks to ensure a lack of lines.
Creatures of all varieties moved through the room, many holding the keys to their rooms. A Dragonborn could be seen speaking in a whisper to a troll while over on the other side of the room a minotaur seemed to be playing poker with a cyclops. None of the various monsters and creatures in the room seemed to find any of this out of the ordinary.
“I’ll help make sure this clerk here gives you a good deal, you can do the initial bargaining, though.”
Lenny lowered his voice in an almost conspiratorial tone as he said this to Roy.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 7, 2016 20:18:02 GMT -8
Roy peeked his head inside, and stepped right back out when he saw so many monsters walking around. What was this place? Why were there trolls and ogres walking around? He turned back to his "guide", worried.
"Lenny...what is this place? Not just the hotel, the whole Steelscape? What is this whole city? Everything's so...strange here."
After a moment, he added:
"Also, what's Equinox? I keep seeing it everywhere."
Indeed, he'd seen references to the mysterious Equinox on various storefronts and wagons. Hopefully it wouldn't be a cult. This city seemed like just the right place to be run by a cult, and he didn't like cults.
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Lenny Labree
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Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 7, 2016 20:29:55 GMT -8
“Oh that’s right, you don’t know anything about this place do you?”
Lenny had forgotten that Roy was completely clueless about The Steelscape, he had thought the boy had some idea of what this was, but apparently not.
“Well, you see, The Steelscape acts as a refuge for monsters and other nonhumanoid creatures that might be persecuted or hated on the overworld. That’s why ninety percent of the population isn’t human, although, in terms of a single race, humans are still probably the largest even if you don’t see many walking around.”
At the mention of Equinox, Lenny would nod sagely before speaking. At least, he tried to appear sagely, considering his appearance it probably failed to have the desired effect.
“Equinox refers to Equinox Industries, the largest company down here. They own nearly all the major shops and lead in nearly all the major industries in The Steelscape. They also serve as the government around here, but the laws are generally pretty loose and they don’t do much to interfere with other businesses.”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 8, 2016 4:33:13 GMT -8
Roy nodded. It was all making sense now. A place of refuge for the monsters rejected by society, all owned by a mysterious company. It was better than a cult, he supposed. Still, company-owned cities made him nervous. Why couldn't they have it all be owned by the people, or by the king? Why did it have to be a company? That just sounded evil.
"What does Equinox industries do, Lenny? What's their main business? Surely they didn't get big enough to own a whole city by selling lemonade?"
The thought of lemonade made him thirsty. Roy had always loved lemonade, especially lemon ice slushes. His cousin Robert used to buy them for him when they went to the fair.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 8, 2016 7:14:58 GMT -8
A quizzical look would appear on Lenny’s face for a moment as if he was trying to remember the answer to Roy’s question.
“Well, although they dabble in a whole host of businesses, their primary ones are mining, metalworking, and potion making. They make a lot of money from those three and I suppose you could count their labs as a business…”
Trundling over to the nearby bar that was in The Equinox Hotel, Lenny would pass the man a few silver coins and return to Roy with a glass of something in his hand.
“You should try something from the bar over there, they get the drinks here directly from Equinox Brewery. They’re quite tasty I’d say!”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 8, 2016 10:43:08 GMT -8
"Oh? Well, that's alright I suppose..."
Roy nodded, head spinning. Mining? Labs? This Equinox was sounding more and more like an evil corporation by the moment. Roy briefly considered leaving the city and taking his chances on the road, but decided against it. Even an evil corporation protected its assets, and customers were most definitely assets. At Lenny's suggestion, he shuffled nervously up to the bar and waved to the bartender.
"Excuse me, would you happen to have tea here?"
After all, he certainly wasn't going to drink some concoction made up by an evil corporation. That was how people ended up growing tentacles and stuff. Roy didn't want tentacles.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 8, 2016 11:16:13 GMT -8
The bartender turned around, eying Roy up and down as he requested some tea. At first, Roy might think him a human, but then he would notice the rather long fangs extending from the man's mouth. It seemed Roy had run into another Vampire.
“Tea you say? Well, I suppose we have some tea, not a particularly popular item but if you’re sure you want some…”
Looking rather bored, the bartender turns his back to Roy and begins preparing the tea. After a few minutes, he would return to the counter, placing a steaming cup on it. The liquid inside was an orangish color.
“Peach tea, I can add some more sugar or milk to it if you want. That’ll be 3 silver. Unless you plan to get a room here, if you do you can get four free drinks per day.”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 8, 2016 12:39:44 GMT -8
Roy accepted the tea eagerly, giving it a quick sniff. He enjoyed tea almost as much as lemonade or hot chocolate. When the bartender asked if he'd like milk or sugar, he nodded.
"Yes please. I'll take milk and sugar. And I think I will get a room here. How much is it for a night?"
He held the mug with both hands, comforted by its warmth. Surely peach tea couldn't be evil, could it? No matter how evil the person who made it was, peach tea was one of the most non-evil drinks in existence. And if he got a room here, he could get three more mugs of it for free! How exciting!
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 8, 2016 12:54:49 GMT -8
The bartender would nod and pour some milk and sugar in the tea, mixing it with a spoon before handing the cup to Roy.
“Rooms are fifty silver per night. You can pay here if you like. The room number is on the key and there are signs showing what floor your room number is on.”
Assuming Roy wished to pay at the bar for the room, the bartender would pull a key from a shelf behind him, handing it to Roy.
“You seem a bit skittish, you new to The Steelscape?”
Seeming to just notice something, the bartender leaned in towards Roy, sniffing the air slightly.
“Oh, you’re a vampire too aren’t you? There are quite a few of us down here. We even have our own district in the city.”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 8, 2016 13:18:36 GMT -8
Fifty silver? That seemed a bit high to Roy, but he didn't complain. After all, he didn't want the bartender to get mad and eat him. He handed over the cash and took the key, sipping at his drink. When the bartender asked if he was new, he nodded.
"Yes, I got lost and wandered over here. I'd never even heard of this place before."
He nearly jumped when the bartender asked about his vampire-ness. The bartender was a vampire too? Poor Roy would be eaten for sure! He replied hesitantly, voice shaking as he trembled in his seat.
"Oh...yes, I'm a v-vampire...I h-haven't met very many others, though."
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 8, 2016 20:25:21 GMT -8
“Well, it is true that it was only recently opened to the world at large. Before now things were kept much quieter and not many new people arrived other than refugees. Now that will be changing, though, I suspect more of the citizens from here to travel elsewhere.”
The bartender surveyed Roy’s tenseness with curiosity. Why was the young vampire so jumpy about meeting another vampire? Had he just been turned perhaps and still considered himself a human?
“How long have you been a vampire? You seem quite rather startled by seeing another vampire. Did you have a bad experience with other vampires or something?”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 8, 2016 20:43:46 GMT -8
Roy shook his head, taking a sip of the tea to steady himself. Mmm...non-evil peach tea. It was comforting, but not comforting enough. The bartender seemed kind, but my what big teeth he had. Roy took a deep and unnecessary breath before answering.
"I haven't been a vampire for very long...maybe a year or so. I haven't seen very many others...vampires are scary. This whole place is scary. I'm not used to it at all."
He shivered, glancing around nervously. Any minute now, something with too many teeth would pick him up and eat him. He was sure of it. It didn't seem like a very safe place to be.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Sept 9, 2016 10:30:29 GMT -8
“Ah, I see… Well, you’ll soon get used to being one I suspect. In vampire years you’re only a babe. In a few more decades I’m sure you’ll feel more sure of yourself.”
With that, the bartender turned around went off to serve another customer, a rather small troll who was only a little over five feet in height.
Lenny would walk over to Roy, continuing to smile for no apparent reason.
“How’s your tea, my young friend? I’ve never had any, but it smells pretty good, maybe I ought to try some once. Well, I’m up to my room, my room is number 453 if you need me.”
With that, Lenny would make his way over to one of the magic lifts and the attendant would activate it, causing the lift to begin rising at a fairly decent speed.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 9, 2016 10:43:36 GMT -8
Roy nodded at the bartender, sipping his tea. The man was right, he would probably get used to it eventually. Still, it was kind of weird. He nearly jumped out of his seat when Lenny popped up behind him, and but calmed down slightly when he saw who it was.
"Oh...hi, Lenny. It's good, I like tea. Um...see ya."
He waved awkwardly as Lenny walked off and headed up the magical lifting box. That was odd, Roy hadn't seen one of those before. He sipped his tea, wondering how it worked. Perhaps it was powered by a lifting spell or a weightlessness spell, or perhaps a combination of both.
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Ravven Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: 17
Physical Description: Around 5'9 tall and an extremely thin build. Features pure white hair like all Fletchers and has blue eyes. Most would consider him good looking, except for the fact he usually wears a downturned expression. His back has a number of strange symbols on it.
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Clothes and Equipment: He wears a plain black shirt along with black pants, both quite light and easily to move around in. Over these he wears a grey colored cloak complete with a hood that is waterproof and also quite light. His boots are quite well made, sturdy and also possessing excellent traction. It should be noted his cloak has a number of pockets in it, which he puts to good use. Various objects like a lockpick, compass, and other useful small objects are kept inside it.
For weapons, he carries a sturdy walking staff made of a strange type of wood that is a pale white color. It is taller than he is and enchanted in some way as it will block swords and other weapons without taking any notable damage. He also carries poison daggers, poison blow darts, and packets of various poisons and medicines.
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Registered: Oct 21, 2015 16:41:47 GMT -8
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Post by Ravven Fletcher on Sept 9, 2016 11:05:02 GMT -8
Ravven moved through the crowd in the entrance room of the hotel, making his way over to the bar. He had been in the Steelscape for about three months now, the demon inside him forcing him to make his way here. Although he had initially hated living here, after getting used to it, he found it not as bad as he had expected.
Although he would still occasionally steal from shops, he mainly did errand running and message delivery for various people in The Steelscape. He was currently saving up enough to get his own house down here, but for now, he was living in this hotel.
As he approached the bar, he noticed the outline of someone who looked familiar. Was that really his cousin Roy down here? It couldn’t be, could it?
Hesitantly walking up behind Roy, he would tap him on the shoulder.
“Is that you Roy…?”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 9, 2016 11:12:10 GMT -8
Roy turned around, startled, and immediately recognized his angsty little cousin. What was he doing down here? The poor boy must be terrified. Roy grinned at Ravven, forgetting that a smile full of fangs was somewhat less friendly than usual.
"Ravven! I didn't expect to see you down here. What brings you to this place? How long have you been here? I just showed up. How are you doing? Is the demon thing still an issue?"
He pulled up a seat and gestured for Ravven to sit down. He hadn't seen his cousin in forever, and was eager to see a friendly face down here for once.
"Are you hungry, Ravven? I was planning on getting some food, I'll buy you a meal too!"
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Ravven Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: 17
Physical Description: Around 5'9 tall and an extremely thin build. Features pure white hair like all Fletchers and has blue eyes. Most would consider him good looking, except for the fact he usually wears a downturned expression. His back has a number of strange symbols on it.
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Clothes and Equipment: He wears a plain black shirt along with black pants, both quite light and easily to move around in. Over these he wears a grey colored cloak complete with a hood that is waterproof and also quite light. His boots are quite well made, sturdy and also possessing excellent traction. It should be noted his cloak has a number of pockets in it, which he puts to good use. Various objects like a lockpick, compass, and other useful small objects are kept inside it.
For weapons, he carries a sturdy walking staff made of a strange type of wood that is a pale white color. It is taller than he is and enchanted in some way as it will block swords and other weapons without taking any notable damage. He also carries poison daggers, poison blow darts, and packets of various poisons and medicines.
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Registered: Oct 21, 2015 16:41:47 GMT -8
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Post by Ravven Fletcher on Sept 9, 2016 20:45:25 GMT -8
Upon Roy confirming his identity, Ravven would embrace him enthusiastically, he hadn’t seen anyone that could be considered “friendly” in quite some time. He didn’t seem disturbed by Roy’s vampire fangs in the slightest, perhaps partly due to living in The Steelscape.
“I’ve been living down here for a couple of months now. I went down here initially because the demon took control for a time and the next thing I knew I was down here. Overall though I’m keeping the demon under control and it can rarely influence me these days.”
Glancing around at his surroundings for a moment, Ravven appeared to be checking for something before he continued speaking.
“Although I didn’t like it down here initially, I’ve gotten a bit more used to it now. It’s not as bad as it looks, to be honest, and I’ve managed to get a number of errand jobs which make me a decent wage.”
At the mention of food, Ravven would nod.
“I’d appreciate that, I’ve been trying to save my money to get myself a place. Since you’re offering to get me food, would you like to stay with me in my room here, it’d be cheaper that way!”
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Sept 9, 2016 22:26:25 GMT -8
Roy nodded, smiling happily. He was glad to hear that his angsty little cousin was doing well. Ravven seemed to be handling his demon problem just fine, after all. He was looking forward to catching up over dinner. When Ravven offered to share his room, however, Roy hesitated.
"Well, I'm glad that you're doing so well, Ravven! Odd jobs are a very respectable way of making a living. I just rented a room, though...I wonder if I can get a refund. Do you think they'll give me one?"
He waved to the vampire bartender, beckoning him over.
"Excuse me, sir...is there any way I could get a refund on the room? I've changed my mind, and I won't be needing it..."
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Ravven Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: 17
Physical Description: Around 5'9 tall and an extremely thin build. Features pure white hair like all Fletchers and has blue eyes. Most would consider him good looking, except for the fact he usually wears a downturned expression. His back has a number of strange symbols on it.
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Clothes and Equipment: He wears a plain black shirt along with black pants, both quite light and easily to move around in. Over these he wears a grey colored cloak complete with a hood that is waterproof and also quite light. His boots are quite well made, sturdy and also possessing excellent traction. It should be noted his cloak has a number of pockets in it, which he puts to good use. Various objects like a lockpick, compass, and other useful small objects are kept inside it.
For weapons, he carries a sturdy walking staff made of a strange type of wood that is a pale white color. It is taller than he is and enchanted in some way as it will block swords and other weapons without taking any notable damage. He also carries poison daggers, poison blow darts, and packets of various poisons and medicines.
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Registered: Oct 21, 2015 16:41:47 GMT -8
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Post by Ravven Fletcher on Sept 10, 2016 14:01:06 GMT -8
The bartender would move over to Roy, looking slightly puzzled why Roy was needing him again. At the request of a refund, he would let out a sigh, clearly being somewhat annoyed by the request.
“Well, we don’t normally offer such refunds, but I suppose since you’re new to The Steelscape and seem a bit confused I’ll let you have one this once…”
Once Roy had handed the keys to his room back over to the bartender, the man would hand him back his fifty silver and then go back to work.
Ravven would wave for Roy to follow him once the transaction was complete, standing near one of the magic lifts. Once Roy got in it with Ravven, it would begin to ascend upwards.
“So what brought you down here Roy? Looking for some vampire friends? There are quite a few vampires down here from what I’ve seen.”
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