Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 24, 2017 5:56:31 GMT -8
The High Priest nodded and rose as well when Kelly and Hope got up to leave. "Yes, of course. Have a nice night, you two." He started to head out of the bar, then spotted Feanor. The priest paused, then walked over. They didn't get very many elves in Lux, and he'd never met one before. He knew what they were, of course. Patting the child on the head, he ushered him away. "Run along, Timmy. Welcome, stranger. It isn't often that we get elves all the way out here in Lux. What brings you here?" The elf was not happy to see he had been noticed by the priest, but hid his rapidly growing discontent with some difficulty. He was hungry dammit. "Just passing through, needed a place to stay for the night is all."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 24, 2017 8:45:08 GMT -8
The priest nodded.
"Well, you've certainly come to the right place. This inn is pretty nice and you'll definitely be comfortable in the rooms. Sit a while, though. Where are you headed? Anywhere in particular, or just wandering? Oh, but where are my manners? Would you like something to eat, or drink? My treat, of course. Consider it hospitality from the Church of Light."
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Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 24, 2017 11:12:33 GMT -8
"Wandering mostly, just trying to help out where I can I guess, put my skills to good use as it were."
He was a bit suspicious of the offer of free food, but he didn'the have much money, and nodded gratefully.
"Much obliged to you for it, long as I don'the have to sit through a sermon for it." He chuckled a bit, having never been one for church type things.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 24, 2017 14:24:26 GMT -8
The priest chuckled.
"Oh no, no sermon necessary. You look like one who already walks in the Light, unlike some people."
He glanced up the stairs towards the rooms, where Kelly and Hope had just gone to bed. The girl was fine, she seemed decent enough. The man, though...he'd walk in darkness for the rest of his days. The priest shook his head. Such a shame.
"Anyways, what sort of skills do you possess? We may have a few things worth doing."
The waitress came over to take Feanor's order, then left to fetch the food.
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Registered: Apr 25, 2024 20:57:27 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2017 14:36:07 GMT -8
"Hey! I said I would listen!" Kelly called back, misinterpreting the priest's comments. She grumbled to herself before heading up stairs to get some sleep.
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Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 25, 2017 4:20:14 GMT -8
Feanor ordered a simple meal of chicken, rice, and beans, but good-sized portions of them all.
"That's a relief. I am a Ranger, so I posses numerous skills that protect those who choose to make their existence on the frontiers, far from society. Fighting, hunting, healing, whatever is required of me."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 25, 2017 8:50:52 GMT -8
The priest nodded, and yawned.
"That's good to hear. Say, could you stick around until tomorrow? We might be able to use your skills. Tomorrow is the day when we go out and help the poor and downtrodden, and we might have use for a healer. We have an excellent town doctor, but I'm sure one more wouldn't hurt. Who knows, maybe you'll even be able to teach her a thing or two."
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Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 25, 2017 9:44:32 GMT -8
"Sure thing, though my healing is mostly natural remedies, likely things he or she already knows."
He felt tired too, but was mostly hungry.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 25, 2017 11:39:28 GMT -8
The priest nodded thoughtfully. The town doctor knew quite a few things already, but another set of trained hands was always good.
"Yes, well we'd still appreciate your help. I'm heading off now, but I look forward to seeing you in the morning."
He got up and left, and Feanor's food arrived.
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Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 25, 2017 12:22:56 GMT -8
Feanor nodded and then turned his attention to the food, swiftly devouring it before purchasing a room and retiring for the evening.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 25, 2017 12:45:27 GMT -8
The next morning, the travelers would be woken by the sound of the town church's bell tower ringing. If they looked out the window, they would see people heading towards the Church of Light. @banditkelly and Feanor Vala would find steaming hot plates of food in front of their doors, along with notes inviting them to join the ceremony when they were ready. However, Hope "Not an Assassin" would find his door locked from the outside. The window was barred shut as well. If anyone looked from the hall, they'd see that the door was barred, and a burly villager stood outside.
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Feanor Vala
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 132
Age: 79
Physical Description: He is a tall, sturdily built elf, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. He is a bit taller than most Esdaran males, at a height between 6'2" and 6'3". His typical elfin figure is a lot stronger than it appears, and is clearly battle-scarred from years in the service.
Clothes and Equipment: His equipment is the basic gray-silver-whitish armor of the Esdaran army. A longbow with an accompanying arrow quiver is always slung across his back when not in use, and a battleaxe is always found at his hip or in his hand. Daggers are hidden in his boots and one inside of his belt, in addition to additional straps across his armor that can be used to stow and/or hide additional equipment as necessary.
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 16:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feanor Vala on Apr 25, 2017 13:15:47 GMT -8
Feanor took the food and enjoyed it slowly, taking his time with every bite and savoring every morsel. He would also take a while to get ready, using the early morning light to inspect every inch of his gear, ensuring it was properly sharp, strung, or pointed. When he was finally ready, he left the Inn a perfect representation of what a Frontier Ranger should look like.
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Balthazar the Alchemist
Established
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 34
Physical Description: Approximately 6’7 in height with a somewhat gangly build. His body is covered completely by surprisingly flexible armor plates that overlay a skin fitting cloth outfit. Over the armor, he wears a voluminous black cloak that features a rather sizable collar that is usually turned up. His mask has a beaklike metal extension on the front of it with two metal hoses attached to directly below the beak-like extension. These hoses connect to the armor on his back, making them mostly obscured by the cloak he wears. On top of the mask, he wears a plain black top hat that’s in surprisingly good shape. His eyes are obscured by a dark tinted glass.
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Clothes and Equipment: A flexible suit of armor made from enchanted alloy. Despite being in relatively thin sheets, it’s highly durable and resistant to a wide manner of attacks. The cloth it's attached to and the cloak that covers it also appears to have been enchanted in some ways. Wears gloves of a similar material that have what appears to be runes of some kind written on them. A rather strange looking crossbow that’s unusually large is strapped to his back along with a glaive. There appear to be many objects carried in the coat's pockets, although they are obscured from view. In addition to this, Balthazar carries a worn looking travelers bag.
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Registered: Apr 16, 2017 11:57:08 GMT -8
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Post by Balthazar the Alchemist on Apr 25, 2017 13:27:35 GMT -8
Even the first of those traveling to the church would find Balthazar already waiting across from the church. As soon as it was clear the church was letting people inside, Balthazar would head towards it, whispering something into Ebony’s ear before departing towards the building. He wondered if they would request him to remove his mask for the church service or if they would be too frightened to object. Assuming he was allowed in, Balthazar would take a look at the inside of the church, looking for anything of interest.
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Registered: Apr 25, 2024 20:57:27 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 19:58:07 GMT -8
Kelly yawned and rubbed her eyes as she made her way down the hallway to breakfast. The smell of eggs and bacon was enough to rouse her from sleep, but as she passed by Hope's door she noticed it was barred shut and had a guard out front. She stopped and backed up a bit.
"...Uh...." She asked the guard, "Isn't that the door of the darkness guy?"
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 26, 2017 9:09:08 GMT -8
The guard looked down at Kelly, recognizing her as one of the newcomers.
"I'm sorry, Miss. Nobody's allowed in here. High Priest's orders. I don't know where your friend is, perhaps he left in the night. He did seem like someone who walked in the darkness, after all. You should head to the church, the ceremony should be starting soon. You should go eat your breakfast, I cooked it myself."
The man grinned. He didn't look like much of a chef, but the food certainly smelled good. Perhaps looks could be deceiving.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2017 9:10:40 GMT -8
She narrowed her eyes at him. It would take more than that to trick her.
"He left in the middle of the night...yet you have his door barred up and guarded." She reiterated, unconvinced. Kelly crossed her arms.
"The priest just doesn't want him at this ceremony, does he?"
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 26, 2017 9:13:49 GMT -8
The guard shrugged.
"Who am I to say what High Priest Lucian wants? He's a man of the Light, it guides him in what he does. People like you and me couldn't possibly fathom what goes through his mind on a daily basis, especially on a Reaffirmation day. I just do as he says, and everything goes smoothly. Run along and eat your breakfast, miss. The eggs are getting cold."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2017 9:22:17 GMT -8
"Hm...alright..."
Kelly slowly walked down to breakfast, thinking about how she can get Hope out of there. She didn't like the guy but locking him up for beliefs? That doesn't really paint a positive picture of this luminosity-based religion.
As she sat down to her breakfast, she looked around at who was still around. She pulled out a piece of paper and began to write something down on it, taking a bite of her breakfast every once in a while.
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Hope "Not an Assassin"
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 30
Physical Description: average height man
Black hair, brown eyes, brown skin
Clothes and Equipment: Trousers and hooded jacket made from the leathered hide of an adult Basilisk
Padded shoes
Crossbow, hidden blades and a larger silver blade that was tempered especially for him.
Registered: Apr 19, 2017 17:38:32 GMT -8
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Post by Hope "Not an Assassin" on Apr 26, 2017 9:27:08 GMT -8
*BANG BANG BANG*
"Hello?! Whats going on? Someone may have locked the door by accident?" Hope asked as he banged on the door.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Apr 26, 2017 9:46:37 GMT -8
The guard turned to the door at the banging, and knocked right back.
"You stay quiet, sir. You'll have to stay in there today. Priest's orders."
Meanwhile, Kelly would find that the eggs were good, if rather lacking in salt. The other patrons chattered happily, seemingly excited about the ceremony.
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