Sagan
New
Starting trouble.
Roleplay posts: 9 
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Slender, and tall, although not overtly overbearing. A mess of mouse brown hair sits atop his head, and what skin is exposed betrays a pale complexion.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing a plain, nondescript porcelain mask — little more than a geometry to obscure his face with two ghastly ovular holes for sight — and sporting a tattered robe torn in long vertical strips, his only equipment is a long sword strung and sheathed in an unusual fashion across the small of his back, and a silver arrowhead hanging from a yarn around his neck, enchanted to ward off magic.
Registered: May 11, 2015 15:12:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sagan on May 13, 2015 15:45:50 GMT -8
Sagan smirked, a wicked grin invisible to the world behind his mask as the last machinations of his waking dreams fled from his consciousness. His hand left his medallion as he jumped to the feet, feeling the warmth of the unfettered sun, and the relentless tug of the ocean bourn breeze. As he stepped onto the raft, reexamining the map detailing the coastline of Medan to reaffirm his bearings, a single thought crept into his mind as he cast off to the world beyond; he was going to enjoy it here.
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Captain Valic Ice-heart
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: Thousands
Physical Description: Captain Valic is 6'4 with a muscular build. Scars are scattered throughout his body from various bouts in the past. One noticeable trait about Valic is a scar that runs through the right side of his face that shines an icy blue. Along with his grey skin a frosty aura emits from his body. Leaving behind a frosty handprint and footprint wherever he walks and touches.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a stereotypical pirate attire. He possesses a cutlass for combat and a balisong knife as an alternative. In the sea he has an enchanted sloop that can submerge underwater and resurface at his will. It is unnaturally fast to pursue other ships.
Player's online availability : In the evenings
Registered: Aug 20, 2016 15:07:31 GMT -8
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Post by Captain Valic Ice-heart on Aug 20, 2016 15:58:39 GMT -8
Freedom at last. A sloop slowly emerged from the cold, icy churning waters of the Deserted Isles. Tattered sails, algae, and barnacles invading the ship itself. Euryale was waiting for thousands of years for its captain to return. Now her wait is over. On top of the deck of the sloop would be a figure that hasn't been seen in ages. Captain Valic Ice-heart turns around to look at the state of his ship. "Quam miserum est mihi pulcra nauis." says Valic quietly. But nonetheless there is work to be done. Valic Ice-heart starts to chant in his language, conjuring up a necromancy spell. After a couple of minutes a greenish aura begins to surround him. Valic exhales before yelling into the air. The greenish aura being expelled out of his body and sent into the sea. The demonic, intimidating yell could be heard for miles. Moments later beings would heed his call. Undead beings, victims of the seas begin to crawl onto The Euryale, yearning to serve a captain once more. Now looking at his crew he orders them to man the ship and get ready to set sail.
After everyone gets accustomed to their new ship Valic shouts an order. "Demergere parati ad homines!", the ship begins to submerge once more but not to the ocean floor, only enough to be unseen from the surface of the water. Then the ship begins to move underwater and out of The Deserted Isles.
<Exit Deserted Isles>
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