Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 7, 2018 2:29:07 GMT -8
The Empress turns one palm upward and sighs mostly to herself. Admittedly, yes, The Citadel is a very interesting place. But it is her fortress, her seat of power, the center of all Imperial authority around which the rest of the world orbits. Not a carnival.
Is she going to permit Keph here to just... wander about? As she considers this, The Empress asks, “Why has Keph seen The Enclave?”
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Sept 9, 2018 23:25:37 GMT -8
Naoki might think the Citadel wasn't a carnival, but to Keph all was the world had to offer was there for him to see and enjoy - even the centre of the most influential kingdom in the land!
The young man tapped at his chin once more, eyes darting towards the ceiling as if it held the answer, he quickly recalled the circumstances under which he had visited the Enclave - a wave of embarrassment washing over him as he asked himself how he could've forgotten, even if he had only forgotten briefly!
"Keph went there because the Enclave looked interesting, there he met Miss Jun who took interest in Rara and decided to take Keph as an apprentice and show him the rest of the Enclave." While he wanted to brag further on how a (supposedly) great hero saw the obvious worth in someone as great as himself, he toned it down a notch, as he was certain the Empress wouldn't find any perceived arrogance as a positive.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 10, 2018 3:16:16 GMT -8
“Ahh, so you’re the apprentice Jun was talking about,” Lady Naoki says, pointing at Keph. “I see, I see.”
“In that case, very well, have at it,” she continues, “But do this.”
“As you explore The Citadel, take notes. I can’t very well spend all day poking my nose about, so you’ll do so in my stead and bring your notes back for me to review. Take note of anything that seems out of place, in disrepair, not functioning as intended, or could constitute a security risk. In one week’s time, be prepared to submit to me your report. ... Is this agreeable?”
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Sept 11, 2018 19:46:05 GMT -8
Ah, so she had heard of him and his amazing feats - whatever those might be. For a brief moment, he appeared quite pleased with himself, even more so when she had seemingly given him free reign of the Citadel, so great confusion came when she announced a condition. The young man cocked his head, finger tapping at his chin as she gave him her proposition, after a few moments of consideration he would reply in text:
"Has she turned the date into a sudden job offer?"
After all, that's what this was, right? The Empress was going through quick dates with several individuals to see who she might be interested in, except that it had fancy wording to try and make it appear otherwise and instead of a nice picnic or a walk by the lake, she coldly judged everyone from atop of her throne. This wasn't to say he was surprised considering how cold and calculating she appeared nor did it mean he wasn't interested in her offer, after all, he was getting essentially what he was here for and possibly more, but it wasn't difficult to notice how confused the hunter was; he had never had a date turn into a job offer... granted he couldn't really remember if he had ever just been on a date!
On top of it all, a more important, nagging question popped up in his head - one he wasn't going to bother asking as he feared it might shatter the proposal - why exactly was she even offering him this? If she wanted to allow him to just roam as he wished, she could just tell him he was welcome to, but she didn't! Was she just taking a gamble and hoping that he might actually prove useful while on his urban exploration? Was she just finding an excuse so people wouldn't question why he was there when others were probably not allowed within fifty feet of the Citadel's walls? Or did she just find the idea of occasionally seeing Keph wandering about amusing? Chances are that he'll likely never find out!
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 12, 2018 10:55:42 GMT -8
“Oh, is this a date?”
“I apologize, I didn’t realize!" The Empress continue with one hand on her chest. "If this was a date, Keph should have said something when I asked!” Though she seems serious, she’s having a grand old time stringing Keph about.
“But Keph has hardly come dressed for a date, now has he?” The Empress gestures at him, what with his dirty cloak, plain linen pants, loaded up with mismatched accessories, carrying a great big bag of goodness-knows-what.
“Looking as if he just came in off the road. Pah.” She scoffs in mock-disgust.
“Give me that,” The Empress prompts, gesturing at Keph’s parchment with an open hand.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Sept 12, 2018 19:02:24 GMT -8
Keph cocked his head - was this not a date?
The young man squinted his eyes at the Empress as she put on her show, not that he was sure it was a show (although he did suspect it), he was honestly further confused by his sudden display, she has until now only revealed a seemingly cold demeanour towards him.
The criticism of his clothing brought a concerned look from his face - was he really that poorly dressed? He thought his attire was pretty cool; everyone loves a bold, swashbuckling adventurer, so what was wrong with wearing such for a date? Were those of the city really that disturbed by a few patches of grime here and there on the clothing of a woodsman such as himself?
Her next comment drew more confused looks from him... after all, he did come off the streets and he was invited into the Citadel none the less. Keph scratched the back of his head, turning to look back the hallway he had entered from. He was starting to definitely feel like his presence was not nearly as welcome as he had first assumed.
Never the less, the young man handed his notebook over with a heavy sigh and slumped shoulders, he supposed there was little harm in handing it to her, he had a second one and it wasn't too easy deciphering all that was written in it without context.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 13, 2018 14:30:08 GMT -8
At a gesture, a pageboy brings a quill and ink for The Empress to use. It only takes her a few moments to finish writing.
“Take this,” she says, returning Keph his notebook, “and go. Go find a tailor and get yourself something nice to wear. Go clean yourself up, and meet me at The Moonlight Eclipse tomorrow at sundown. Then, it will be a date.”
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Sept 16, 2018 13:07:15 GMT -8
Keph curiously watched as the pageboy walked up to the Empress and delivered a quill and ink to her. It must be great to have someone like that around, always at the ready to give them their writing materials - it made the young adventurer at tad jealous.
He cocked his head as she handed the notebook to him, his eyes immediately darting to see what she had written on it. Initially, the message didn't make any sense but as the Empress explained it to him, his face got redder-and-redder. He stood there, frozen in place, eyes staring at the Empress - had he just gotten a proper date?
He gave her a poorly-done salute, before turning to run out of the throne unable to really stand the embarrassing situation any longer. He only stopped to write one last message:
"Keph will see miss Naoki, tomorrow." After displaying it to her, and giving one final wave, he ran for the doors.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 22, 2018 15:03:01 GMT -8
The Empress sits silently, staring back at Keph entirely straight-faced. It’s only once the door is closed behind him that she begins laughing hysterically.
“Did you see the look on his face?” she asks a pageboy as he takes the ink and quill. “Like a tomato!”
“That’s brilliant; I liked him.” For a few moments, The Empress sits quietly, smiling to herself.
“Bring me some water,” she instructs. “And send in the next one.”
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Sept 22, 2018 15:10:07 GMT -8
The pageboy leads Sir Muffinton through the halls of The Citadel to the doors of The Throne. Usually, this is when he delivers a short etiquette primer, but he decides that it isn’t needed in this case. Assuming that Sir Muffinton seems ready enough, the page boy opens the door and gestures inward, allowing Sir Muffinton to enter. Red carpet designates the path, ending a short distance from the stairs. The Empress sits upon the throne, one leg over the other.
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Ershadt
Established
Sneaky gnome
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: Some gnome-years
Physical Description: Gnome sized.
Clothes and Equipment: Not at all clad in worn leather armor and carrying various tools to break things open with.
Player's online availability : When you least expect it!
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:58:08 GMT -8
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Post by Ershadt on Oct 18, 2018 23:02:54 GMT -8
[Continued from The Keep Hall ] Still pressed against the walls and short enough to effectively hide behind chairs, tables and pots on the way Ershadt made way down the hallways of the Citadel. Quite an excellently skilled sneaking gnome he couldn't navigate the right way down a straight allay if it had arrows painted on the floor but luck always seemed to favor him in one or another form. Often in the form of escape rather than treasure admittedly. Inching a little further and poking his head around the corner he saw a short boy with white hair exiting a couple of large doors led on by some official looking dude. Ershadt knew that any abandoned room was a room with things for his taking - and his guts told him that this room was indeed abandoned and he sneaked closer to the entrance careful that he did not catch the eyes of any guards that might be present. But he was short and absolutely brilliant at sneaking, at least compared to the other two oafs, so those two things definitely counted as a plus. Ershadt then gently pushed open the large door with his hand and as he entered he turned and closed it behind him as silently as possible. Ershadt sensed that it was a big room even as he closed the door with his back to it - perhaps it was even the treasure room and he had finally struck gold? He turned back took a few steps into the room that was nicely furnished but quickly noticed that although it was adorned with fine carpets, statues and velvet curtains most was not something he could carry back and disappointment struck him - however not before a grim fear took hold as he suddenly noticed he was not at all alone and on a throne further into the room sat a shadow. A shadow with dog ears. 'The dog empress..!' Ershadt mimicked with his lips. The one who had thrown him around like a sack of potatoes and had called his mother such awful, awful things that day. He stiffened up but knew that now that he was here he had to put on some kind of act and reminded himself of that he was wearing a costume that would disguise his true identity. A fake moustache, a monocle and the red curtain he had draped himself in was something he had picked himself and had worked until now. "Oh... ohhh..! Well hello there what a fine day to shine upon such beauty!" he said, feeling his stomach going uneasy about calling her a beauty. "I am Duke... Gravy of..." Ershadt looked around as his eye caught hold of a nearby silver trinket. "Of Trinkton! It is our pleasure to meet you!" he said with a contorted voice and bowed.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 19, 2018 11:31:11 GMT -8
As the doors loudly creak open, all eyes turn to Duke Gravy as he enters The Throne. Not only the eyes of The Empress but also those of the Imperial Sentinels tasked with guarding her and the pageboy in the process of delivering tea.
Gesturing for the pageboy to wait, The Empress leans forward in her seat to peer at her latest visitor. Her eyesight is good, but something—many things, are amiss.
“Why are you here?” she asks, clutching the armrests of her throne.
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Ershadt
Established
Sneaky gnome
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: Some gnome-years
Physical Description: Gnome sized.
Clothes and Equipment: Not at all clad in worn leather armor and carrying various tools to break things open with.
Player's online availability : When you least expect it!
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:58:08 GMT -8
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Post by Ershadt on Oct 21, 2018 0:27:58 GMT -8
Ershadt suddenly realized that what he might have thought to be statues were bigfolk clad in steel from their feet to their heads and he gulped his eyes tried to count exactly how many were present - this was however cut short by the skeptical gaze of the empress and a question that seemed to cut through Ershadt's pretended politeness.
"Yes why indeed..! The empress has such a sharp mind!" Ershadt said knowing that silence right now would only raise further questions to his legitimacy and he knew he had to go all in on his character if he were to have any chance of not being dragged to the dungeons.
"I was simply attracted by the prospect of courting such a magnificent beauty as my lady empress Naoki." he said and took a few steps forwards trying to appear more confident. "As I said I hail from Trinkton and offer you marriage along with..." he said as his mind raced. "Along with the much famed soup recipes of my country! Unequaled our soup can calm a monster making it a kitten or transforming a frigtened mouse a stout defender of the country! Also the soup tastes delicious!" he said and rubbed his stomach chuckling with the slightly deeper fake voice he had twisted his own into.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 21, 2018 18:11:01 GMT -8
There’s a long pause after Duke Gravy finishes speaking during which The Empress squints at him.
“Very well, then,” she reluctantly supposes. “It is a pleasure, to meet you, Duke Gravy.”
“Come here, so I can see you.” The Empress beckons him closer and points. “Stand there.”
At the end of the rug, there’s a conspicuous spot, worn by footsteps, where the pattern terminates into a circular spot. It’s where those addressing The Empress on her throne might stand.
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Ershadt
Established
Sneaky gnome
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: Some gnome-years
Physical Description: Gnome sized.
Clothes and Equipment: Not at all clad in worn leather armor and carrying various tools to break things open with.
Player's online availability : When you least expect it!
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:58:08 GMT -8
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Post by Ershadt on Oct 22, 2018 10:08:36 GMT -8
Ershadt lights up and steps forwards confidently. "Our curry soup is especially tasteful albeit a bit rich on curry - it being its only ingredient." Ershadt explained rather merrily, the recipe being those his mother made when he was still a child.
Placing his small feet inside the circle with little hesitation, Ershadt crossed his arms weighing down on the pillow he used to stuff his belly region. "But don't take my word for it empress, I would like to invite you to a soup dinner where I'm sure my country's soup will thoroughly impress you!" the words slipped out of his mouth, slightly shocked by how stupid he was able to act in a tight spot.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 22, 2018 21:43:52 GMT -8
"Mhhhhhh." The Empress grimaces. She doesn’t seem enthusiastic about the idea.
“I think I’ll take your word for it.”, The Empress says, pulling up on the end of her armrest. It’s a lever.
This causes a large trapdoor to open, dropping the floor out from beneath Duke Gravy. Almost the entirety of the rug and much of the floor to either side drop away, leaving the guards with only a narrow walkway on each side. Some distance below the trapdoor there is a chute, which then leads into a greased metal tube, leading to destinations unknown.
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Ershadt
Established
Sneaky gnome
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: Some gnome-years
Physical Description: Gnome sized.
Clothes and Equipment: Not at all clad in worn leather armor and carrying various tools to break things open with.
Player's online availability : When you least expect it!
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:58:08 GMT -8
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Post by Ershadt on Oct 23, 2018 9:56:51 GMT -8
Ershadt frowned in confusion as she seemed rather dismissive in how she talked to him. "Hey, that soup can't be i-iiiimaaagiiiiineeeeeddd.....!" Ershadt cried out as suddenly the floor itself disappeared from beneath his feet as the empress was brutally flushing duke Gravy and gave a very clear indication as to where in the queue he might find himself among the prospects.
Normally a gnome was quite slippery when he wanted to but inside the dark greased tube Ershadt was thrown around like a pinball scooting back and forth having completely lost his sense of up and down inside the tumbling chaos. Damning his choices all the way through the tube he could only hope that Lumpy and Qelci had found themselves in a similar or worse predicament. And knowing them, they probably had. But more importantly - between the swearing and cursing - he assured himself that the dog queen wouldn't have seen the last to Duke Gra... ehh Ershadt and the other gnomes. She would pay for this - and pies wouldn't suffice next time.
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Post by Grand Duchy of Voruta on Oct 25, 2018 17:15:02 GMT -8
The clicking of boot heels and shifting of long robes on the marble floor announced the trio long before they appeared down the red carpet to the throne. They walked two in the front, one in the back being shielded by the pair. The ones in front wore flowing burgundy robes with silver trim and brown fur along the hems. Atop their heads were kolpaks decorated with hawk feathers pinned with the badge of the Duchy of Voruta.
Approaching the throne, they were announced from the rear, "A delegation from the Grand Duchy of Voruta!" The trio stopped as they neared the base of the throne and bowed deeply before Naoki, pulling their caps off with a flourish before the Empress of their domains.
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Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Oct 25, 2018 17:22:20 GMT -8
Rudiger was unsure what to think at this time. His life had been torn apart within the space of a few minutes, and the thirty years were being attempted to be sewed back together within the space of a few hours. Not that the rich silken shirt underneath the red velvet robe was uncomfortable, but it was definitely much richer than he was used to wearing. He nearly jumped when they were announced to the Empress, not expecting... well, he didn't know what to expect anymore, honestly he would've preferred facing down a starved werewolf to the Empress of the entirety of Isra. He remained composed however and bowed just as deeply, if not a little awkwardly due to lack of practice. He didn't need to sweep off a cap, as that was one piece of Vorutan fashion he refused to wear.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 25, 2018 18:37:59 GMT -8
“Greetings,” The Empress responds, gesturing. “It’s been some time since a representative of Voruta has graced my court.”
With their accents and their funny little hats. She isn’t quite sure what to make of the trio. It’s two of a kind and the chap in the back, but of what standing? If she knew the intricacies of Vorutan fashion, perhaps she could tell, but for now, it’s Two Chaps with Hats and The Other One.
“Introduce ourselves, and say what it is you would ask of me.”
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