Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 1, 2016 17:40:29 GMT -8
Ray wouldn't say anything and would let Romelia speak for the both of them. He in turn would now give Romelia a shocked look. Anything short of groveling would probably get them killed in this situation. Either way it was too late now, hopefully, they would be spared.
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 2, 2016 2:35:03 GMT -8
The large demonlord chuckled, though even his laughter seemed to be sinister and angry as it reverberated about.
"I shall let you leave if you so wish, but there must be something in it for me, because I could just leave you here to rot and then bind your souls to my will. But I will give you the option of serving me instead."
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Romelia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 19
Physical Description: Romelia sports the Fletcher family's signature white hair and pale skin. She has sharp, pointy teeth behind her plump and pretty lips, and has a rather slim and petite figure. She stands about 5'3".
Clothes and Equipment: Having always been a particularly vain young lady, Romelia wears only the finest pirate clothes with an absurdly extravagant hat. She carries a long cutlass with an intricately engraved hand guard.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 21:24:01 GMT -8
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Post by Romelia Fletcher on Nov 4, 2016 6:32:29 GMT -8
"S-serve you? What do you mean by that?"
Romelia's voice quivered ever so slightly, and she hated herself for it. Why did she have to be scared? She was supposed to be the scary one! Back on the ship, she would have thrown any member of the crew overboard for even suggesting that she might be scared. Out here, though, there was no ship. There wasn't any crew, either. She was all alone out here with Ray and a hulking demon. What could he possibly want? She didn't know, and wasn't sure she wanted to find out.
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Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 7, 2016 12:49:52 GMT -8
Ray would look up from where he was staring at the ground, a somewhat surprised look on his face, though it was also laced with a fear. What could the demon possibly want from them?
Ray would listen closely for the demon's reply to Romelia's question, the anticipation was killing him.
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 8, 2016 5:22:34 GMT -8
"As you can plainly see, my form, while magnificent in its entirety, makes interacting with the mortals difficult. They get scared, or attack me with holy magic, or some such other inconvenience. My brethren are fortunate to have forms that allow them to interact far better, bt I prefer using my heralds. I send them out to fuel the flames of anger and hatred amongst the peoples of the world. Their is a war in motion, prime time for me to get others involved."
Ira got up from his throne as he spoke, beginning to stride towards the pair.
"Serve me well and I will grant you powers you can not imagine."
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Romelia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 19
Physical Description: Romelia sports the Fletcher family's signature white hair and pale skin. She has sharp, pointy teeth behind her plump and pretty lips, and has a rather slim and petite figure. She stands about 5'3".
Clothes and Equipment: Having always been a particularly vain young lady, Romelia wears only the finest pirate clothes with an absurdly extravagant hat. She carries a long cutlass with an intricately engraved hand guard.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 21:24:01 GMT -8
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Post by Romelia Fletcher on Nov 10, 2016 17:51:09 GMT -8
"Serve you? We do that...and you'll grant us powers?"
Romelia considered the demon's offer. She wasn't particularly fond of serving a demon, but it didn't seem as though she had much of a choice. Besides, she liked the idea of powers beyond her imagination. She certainly couldn't fight the demon, but if she served him, perhaps he would be more...agreeable. She nodded slowly.
"I suppose...that could work out. What sort of work would you have us do? I'm willing to serve in exchange for power."
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Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 15, 2016 10:43:55 GMT -8
Ray's brows raised slightly at the mention of power, he definitely could do with some of that.
"I'd be willing to do some stuff for you in exchange for power," he said. Ray did not stop to think that perhaps the task given to them would outweigh the reward of power given to them. All he heard was that this powerful demon would grant them power, and what pirate would turn down such an enticing prospect as gaining other-worldly powers?
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 16, 2016 6:38:52 GMT -8
For the first time, the Demonlord of Wrath's mouth split into a wide smile. With a wave of his hand some tables, appropriately-sized for regularly sized people, appeared. On it was all manner of food, mostly in the form of meat, potatoes, and some manner of veggies was on the tables, all of it smelling delicious amd ready for consumption.
"I believe humans hunger yes? Sit, and eat. And I shall tell you what I require of you."
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Romelia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 19
Physical Description: Romelia sports the Fletcher family's signature white hair and pale skin. She has sharp, pointy teeth behind her plump and pretty lips, and has a rather slim and petite figure. She stands about 5'3".
Clothes and Equipment: Having always been a particularly vain young lady, Romelia wears only the finest pirate clothes with an absurdly extravagant hat. She carries a long cutlass with an intricately engraved hand guard.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 21:24:01 GMT -8
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Post by Romelia Fletcher on Nov 17, 2016 14:29:20 GMT -8
Romelia hesitated for a moment, then got to her feet and walked over to the table. She knew, of course, that you weren't supposed to accept food from demons. Everyone knew that. She was already going to work for him, though? What harm could it be? Besides, it looked delicious and she was starving. It had been weeks since she'd had a meal of anything besides parsnips and giant squid. She'd had chocolate on the ship, of course, but that was gone. Her precious box of chocolate had most likely sunk to the bottom of the sea to deteriorate for all eternity. What a waste. She patted her pocket, reassuring herself that she still had a few bars left on her person. Hopefully the water hadn't ruined them. She loaded up a generous plate and started eating, glancing over at Ray.
"Come on, Ray. Eat your food. You're like a stick."
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Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 19, 2016 20:41:54 GMT -8
Ray would stare with daggers at Romelia,
"Shut up..."
He would, however, sit down after a few moments and begin eating. The food looked absolutely delicious. He began with very tasty looking chicken leg he ripped off from a roasted chicken, and would continue on to eat many more things from there on out.
Wiping some grease off his mouth, Ray would eventually look up at the Demonlord,
"So what do ya want from us, eh?"
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 20, 2016 18:09:49 GMT -8
Ira remained in his chair, but waved his mighty blade about as it suited him.
"First of all, now that you have agreed to enter my service, you will address me as Lord, understood? Respect is not a hard thing to give. Secondly, I wish for more players to get involved in this war that is brewing between Isra and Goraia. The leader of the Black Tower, one Lord Seryl, seems to harbor a lot of resentment towards the nation of Goraia. I wish the pair of you to fuel that hatred, get him to succumb to it and enter the war."
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Romelia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 19
Physical Description: Romelia sports the Fletcher family's signature white hair and pale skin. She has sharp, pointy teeth behind her plump and pretty lips, and has a rather slim and petite figure. She stands about 5'3".
Clothes and Equipment: Having always been a particularly vain young lady, Romelia wears only the finest pirate clothes with an absurdly extravagant hat. She carries a long cutlass with an intricately engraved hand guard.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 21:24:01 GMT -8
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Post by Romelia Fletcher on Nov 26, 2016 22:58:29 GMT -8
Romelia swallowed her mouthful of food and nodded. It didn't sound particularly easy, goading a lord to the point of war. She was sure it could be done, however. After all, she had knack for convincing people to fight that came with being the first mate of a pirate ship.
"Sounds good...Lord. But what about these powers you mentioned? What will they be, and how will they help?"
She took another bite of the food. It was delicious, especially considering that it had been made by a demon.
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Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 28, 2016 12:00:58 GMT -8
Ray seemed intrigued by the misson. It seemed easy enough, especially since he already harbored hatred towards Goraia.
"So why does he harbor resentment towards them exactly..? It might make it easier to goad him into attacking."
Perhaps it was a family member or something that Goraia killed off. Just mentioning the name would be enough to throw many into a furious state.
"Also yeah, exactly what powers will we get?"
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 28, 2016 13:03:13 GMT -8
"Because he used to be a noble of Medan and presumably they massacred his family."
He paused to take a sip of what was most likely lava before continuing.
"Not overtly fond of them myself either. They are evil, not emotional, and while they inspire a lot of hatred towards them, they do not appear to really have any. They're just sadistic."
Another sip and a belch that sounded more like a sizzle as droplets of molten rock landed around the pair.
"It will start with just the ability to amplify emptions, or more precisely suppress someone's reason. The rest of the powers will come as you embrace your inner wrath."
Unsaid was that their own wrath would be far easier to trigger and last a helluva lot longer.
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Romelia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 19
Physical Description: Romelia sports the Fletcher family's signature white hair and pale skin. She has sharp, pointy teeth behind her plump and pretty lips, and has a rather slim and petite figure. She stands about 5'3".
Clothes and Equipment: Having always been a particularly vain young lady, Romelia wears only the finest pirate clothes with an absurdly extravagant hat. She carries a long cutlass with an intricately engraved hand guard.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 21:24:01 GMT -8
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Post by Romelia Fletcher on Nov 30, 2016 10:50:56 GMT -8
Romelia nodded, sipping on a glass of ale. The powers were a little disappointing, but it wouldn't be too bad. After all, he'd said that it was just a start.
"Alright, that sounds good...Lord. That's just to start, you said? We should be able to drive them to war easily enough..."
Driving a faction to war wasn't something she'd ever thought she'd be doing, but here she was, so she figured that she may as well make the most of it.
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Ray Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 17
Physical Description: Height: 6'0''
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Build: Sleek and muscular
General: Ray is devilishly handsome all around, probably due to being half Kelpie, which are known to attract their victims with their looks.
Clothes and Equipment: Ray has never particularly liked wearing much clothes, and often is shirtless as it is more comfortable for him due to his ability to absorb water through his skin. Too much clothes feels suffocating to him. When he is wearing something on his upper body however it is a loose coat that gives him much needed breathing room.
Player's online availability : Arrrg.
Registered: Mar 23, 2016 13:50:44 GMT -8
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Post by Ray Fletcher on Nov 30, 2016 12:19:42 GMT -8
Ray would frown slightly, clearly quite disappointed with the abilities listed thus far. He was hoping for at least a couple of demon wings or something like that.
He would flinch slightly at the droplets of molten rock falling around him, one particular drop nearly landing on his hand and burning a hole through it.
He pushed his plate forward slightly then, indicating he had eaten his fill, and would also drain his cup of the mead he had chosen to drink before turning once again to the Demonlord.
"Alright, well I'm ready to go. Where can we find this Lord Seryl guy? Do you think you can use your demon powers to send us on over? I don't think we'd fair too well traveling out of this lovely place you call home."
There was the slightest tinge of sarcasm on that last statement about the hellish landscape that surrounded the Demonlord's fortress.
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 30, 2016 14:43:03 GMT -8
"Serve me well and you will get more. And yes, he is the head of the Black Tower, which I can get you close to. Good luck."
He smashed a fist on the arm of his throne and they disappeared, headed for the Free Plains of Isra. He cared little if they succeeded or were executed, they were but pawns that had yet to prove themselves.
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Tiandra, All Consuming
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 3,572
Physical Description: Tiandra is as alluring as any succubus. She has a curvaceous and toned figure. Alabaster skin, and flowing silver hair. Delicate features, with a pert nose, full lips, and alluring lavender eyes. Her demonic heritage is only obvious thanks to her large slightly curved horns, and crimson wings.
Normal appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/1c/7e/ee/1c7eee6db784900c035722a02b33abe7.jpg
Her battle form: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c5/cf/0a/c5cf0a040d5d50a8476a809494091084.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Tiandra wears the latest and finest fashion of hell. Her only weapon is an enchanted cat o' nine tails.
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Registered: Mar 11, 2016 10:19:10 GMT -8
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Post by Tiandra, All Consuming on Nov 30, 2016 18:45:08 GMT -8
A pillar of demonic hellfire burst from the ground and rockets into the sky. Piercing the clouds above and burning them away, the heat radiating from the pillar is immense the stone near it bubbles and cracks, any lesser demons that strayed too close to would be incinerated nearly instantly. Out from the pillar struts the figure of Tiandra, the right hand of @basacial. She approaches the gate with her normal sultry gait, she knew she was attractive to most and was not afraid to flaunt it. Her voice filled with respect a seduction tinged with only the barest hint of malice and contempt rings out clearly.
"I am Tiandra here on behalf of my Lord Basacial, I seek audience with Demonlord Ira on his behalf."
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Ira, Demonlord of Wrath
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: He stands upwards of 20ft tall with bright red, angry skin. Massive muscles dominate his large frame. Unlike many of his fellow demon lords, Ira has no human form, instead, he shrinks down if he needs to interact with the lesser immortals or mortals, or fit through a door without destroying it.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears demonic plate mail (not shown in pic) all the time. It is black in color, with silver highlights. Dried blood is a frequent feature on it as well, the blood of those who make him angry, an easy task to accomplish. He wields a flaming sword, matched by a barbed whip used to retrieve those who attempt to flee after incurring his ire.
Registered: Oct 15, 2016 11:02:32 GMT -8
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Post by Ira, Demonlord of Wrath on Nov 30, 2016 19:05:57 GMT -8
Cain and Abel look at her for a moment, determining from who she gains her power. The Demonlord of Greed was not currently on Ira's angry list, and she would pass unhindered by the pair. The gate would open as she approached and once more the Demonlord could be found at the end of a grand hall.
The table laden with food had disappeared, and in its place a large circular table, which had on it a map of the overworld with small (relative to Ira) pins on it. Goraia, Gauldin, and Isra all had red pins, and the Land-Tillers and the Black Tower had blue pins. Ira looked up as Tiandra approached, Cain and Abel having already psychically informed him of her presence.
"You have your audience with me, Tiandra All-Consuming. What does the Demonlord of Greed want?" His voice boomed throughout the room, though this was more an effect of his massive size than any magic.
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Tiandra, All Consuming
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 3,572
Physical Description: Tiandra is as alluring as any succubus. She has a curvaceous and toned figure. Alabaster skin, and flowing silver hair. Delicate features, with a pert nose, full lips, and alluring lavender eyes. Her demonic heritage is only obvious thanks to her large slightly curved horns, and crimson wings.
Normal appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/1c/7e/ee/1c7eee6db784900c035722a02b33abe7.jpg
Her battle form: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c5/cf/0a/c5cf0a040d5d50a8476a809494091084.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Tiandra wears the latest and finest fashion of hell. Her only weapon is an enchanted cat o' nine tails.
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Registered: Mar 11, 2016 10:19:10 GMT -8
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Post by Tiandra, All Consuming on Dec 1, 2016 14:26:43 GMT -8
"Ooooooo straight to the point, I like that." Tiandra grins saucily and minces around the room. She trails a hand over the various items and examines everything before she comes to a stop near Ira. She gives a deep curtsy, somehow conveying in it her trademarked blend of perfect civility and barely veiled contempt. "My lord wishes an audience with the great Demonlord of Wrath, either in his own abode or if Lord Ira would prefer on neutral ground."
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