Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jul 22, 2018 18:11:42 GMT -8
"Oh, I do apologize for him." She said rather calmly. Internally she was panicking, if Khorne was already up here, that did not bode well.
"It seems like he was summoned, I would suppose." She shrugged, looking at Naoki. "Is that all?" She asks, suspicious.
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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 Jul 23, 2018 10:38:25 GMT -8
Venus’s response gives Naoki pause, and she quirks an eyebrow. “... I assumed that you would be more concerned. I’m mildly concerned.”
“If you’ve come to me for help against him, that implies that he is a powerful foe. He has bigger spikes than you do, at least.” The playful jab is out of place in the setting.
“He must have noticed my staff and had I stuck around, he probably would have attacked. His presence so relatively close seems like something we should... do something about.” Naoki gestures toward Venus, suggesting that perhaps she would have an idea.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jul 23, 2018 19:44:26 GMT -8
"If Khorne is in this realm already, then either my mages are very ahead of schedule, and more proficient than I thought, or he came willingly. If it's the former, we have little to worry beyond him inciting a war or two. If it's the latter, then all that's left is to leave." She said pointedly, stressing the final word. "It's not like I can fight him. He would annhilate me off the face of any realm." She said, dropping her current form to reveal her true, more demonic appearance.
"I need to contact Eros and make sure that the court mages are prepared to bind him. I don't think he came willingly, he was likely summoned, but if he decides to come back before we can bind him, we are thoroughly screwed. Do believe me, I'm well aware of how screwing works, too." The demoness said, before whispering to one of her serpents. The snake slithered off. While she seemed calm, a single glance at her eyes showed she was panicking.
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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 Jul 28, 2018 19:56:40 GMT -8
The Empress exhales sharply at Venus’s joke but nods acknowledgment. “I see.”
For a moment, she thinks. She considers her arrays of contingencies and the preparations involved with each. Which things would need to be tended to and in what priority, and what means she has to avoid such a fiasco altogether.
“Remind me,” Naoki says, “of what is involved with ‘binding’ him, and why we would like to do that. I feel as if I am ignorant of the mechanics of power at play here.”
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jul 28, 2018 20:21:31 GMT -8
"Binding his power would drastically reduce what he can do. At the height of his power, he could inspire even the other demonic rings to war." She said pointedly, forming a sort of magical hologram, depicting the scenes. "Of course I was with my mother and father during that, as I was but a youngling, but I still remember. I shudder to think what havoc he could wreak upon this world, especially with Nharkotep by his side." A peal of thunder, but she waves her hand in dismissal.
The hologram shows what looks like Isra, but in ruins. Dead, mangled corpses strewn across the land. "Binding him would limit his power exponentially. My court mages would essentially take his connection to the Second Ring, akin to a knotted rope, and cut it into a thin string. He'll still have his own reserves, but he won't have as much of access to his plane. He will come, though. I assure you of that. He will bring war, and that war will empower him. Hatred and Anger are his tools, as much as he is theirs. I have contacted an ally of the Third Ring, Arakhna, and she will, thankfully, assist us. If there is any of the hells that could challenge Khorne, and that would, beyond the Brimstone Court, it would be Arakhna." Venus said with a sigh of relief.
"I have a demonic radar set up within my manor. It will alert me if any of my kind come in. Be it a scout, a commander, a general or even a lord themselves. With your permission, I can have them deployed across Isra. They will alert me," she taps her choker, which has a small onyx on it. "If a demon enters the city. Only the one in my manor alerts me in terms of the world itself." She hummed for a moment, before pulling out a small onyx, much like the one she wore. "For you, if you so desire."
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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 Jul 31, 2018 11:19:15 GMT -8
“Mm, thank you.” Naoki takes the bit of onyx and stashes it in her pouch to examine later. “You should speak to Grandma about your ‘radar,’” she says. “It sounds similar to some of the things she’s told me about.”
“But I believe I understand, though I’m not sure what to say. Other than he would do well not to underestimate me.”
In an abrupt change of topic, she continues, “Would this be a bad time to suggest we reconvene at The Eclipse later tonight?”
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jul 31, 2018 13:01:27 GMT -8
She hummed, sending a telepathic message to Grandma, about the radar. She hummed at the change of topic.
"Not really, it's not as if I have anything else to do. Any particular reason?"
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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 Aug 6, 2018 17:26:20 GMT -8
Naoki looks confused for a moment, gestures to Venus’s body, then the room around them.
“I think they might get angry if we did it here,” she says, referring to the Inquisitors, “You know how they are. They probably prefer to watch through their orbs anyway. … I’ll see you tonight.”
Naoki starts backpedaling for the door, hitting Venus with the fingers guns on the way out.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Aug 6, 2018 19:21:51 GMT -8
"You are the Empress." She murmured, confused. But she shrugged, if Naoki was not comfortable with that, so be it. She awkwardly returned the finger guns, wondering if this was a new way form of displaying respect.
An idea popped in her head. Next time she met with Grandma, she'd do the gesture! Surely that would get her in good graces. Venus, a few minutes later, stood up and left, her appearance shifting to a more.. Exotic and sensual form.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jan 6, 2019 0:38:53 GMT -8
Grandma sat behind her rather sizable oak desk, her expression far more severe than normal. Her usual neutral or slightly amused expression was replaced with a deep scowl and there was no sign of the usual twinkle in her eye. Both of her hands rested on top of the desk, the multitude of rings she wore glittering dangerously in the low light. Floating in front of Grandma was a scrying orb, the too smooth exterior aglow with magic. Displayed within the orb was the carnage that surrounding the Midnight Sun.
Inquisitors and additional guards had already been deployed by her, although at this point it was likely too late to catch the perpetrator. Still, even if locking down the entire Great Bazaar accomplished little in the way of finding out who perpetrated this act, it still served a purpose. It was a needlessly large show of force, a show of force to reassure the citizens of Isra’s power and warn those who would emulate the actions that had taken place tonight. It was regrettable it had taken this long to deploy a proper response, but even events as dark as this had a few bright spots. Those who claimed Isra’s recent security measures were becoming too invasive would have trouble arguing the point in the face of this tragedy. Steepling her fingers together, Grandma continued observing the events at the Midnight Sun, an oppressive silence filling her office.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Feb 10, 2019 14:59:04 GMT -8
Venus walked into the Empress’ Eye, in the same skin as that which she wore during the summit. “I do enjoy this one, perhaps I won't return it,” she thought aloud. The rose themed dress shimmered, as her blue eyes widened at the sweet treats. It seems her requests were being taken into consideration. She popped a Sugar Truffle into her mouth, chewing the ball with thought.
Hopefully Grandma would arrive soon, it was a matter of grave importance.. Something those idiots at the Summit didn't exactly comprehend. Then again, mortals were rather capricious creatures, often with nihilistic tendencies. It didn't surprise her that they lacked the awareness of what was truly at stake.
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Iulia Iotapa
Committed
Roleplay posts: 75
Age: 31
Physical Description: Iulia is a shorter woman of a trim and very fit build. She has medium-length brown hair, practically styled out of the way in a tight braid. Appearance-wise, Iulia is on the plain side of average.
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Clothes and Equipment: Iulia is never seen without a hat or other head covering of some sort. These tend towards practical and are extremely modest in style. Her usual headgear wardrobe rotates between a maroon beret with a small star insignia, or a black Breton cap. Iulia’s Isran Guard uniform consists of a standard tunic, jacket, crossbelt, and boots, but has a long skirt in place of the regular trousers. When not in uniform, Iulia tends towards long, dark-colored, and well fitted dresses.
As jewelry and other pieces of finery tend to get in the way of the more physical aspects of her work, Iulia tends to go without accessories of any sort when working. Her hands, well worn and scarred from boxing, are covered by gloves whenever appropriate. She possess a weighty and intricate pocket watch, a gift from her father.
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Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : as needed
Registered: Jun 28, 2018 8:07:17 GMT -8
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Post by Iulia Iotapa on May 6, 2019 3:49:57 GMT -8
The long hallways of The Empress’ Eye are a stark departure from the narrow confines of The Square. Stretches of identical obsidian and iron walls bleed into one another, constructing a maze with vaulted ceilings and a hostile intent to overwhelm any visitors.
The Investigator had only visited the headquarters for the Office of Surveillance once, and she had not been impressed with the need to return any time soon. The Square had this pleasant sort of business to it. You often had to walk and talk with your colleagues, dodging fellow offices, ducking around hurriedly opened doors, and otherwise dealing with an office far too small for its needs, but it was home.
This building fell on the extreme other end of the spectrum. Iulia nods at a few guards, absolutely hulking figures in jet black armor and heavily armed. No one offers even the smallest of friendly gestures in return.
It was too quiet. After a few seconds of discomfort, Iulia realized that even her footsteps over the polished marble floors failed to echo amongst the ribbed ceilings above. How odd.
Double doors stand at the far end of the hallway. It had taken the Investigator at least fifteen minutes to walk from the front gate all the way to the office, but she was finally here. With one last look at the letter she had received earlier this morning, Iulia pushes the doors open and enters the room beyond.
Investigator Iotapa,
Report to the Empress’ Eye by the fifth hour at the latest.
You will be told where to go upon arrival.
The letter was unsigned, but displayed a red wax seal bearing the emblem of the Office of Surveillance in the lower right hand corner.
A sour looking clerk had pursed his lip and murmured in a decidedly dismissive way when Iulia had tried to explain that she had been asked to report in. Only when she handed the letter over did the clerk act like the Investigator mattered. Interdepartmental rivalries exist, Iulia knew this, but purposefully waylaying an officer of The Guard? That was a bit much.
Now, as the doors swing silently open, Iulia steps into the room beyond.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on May 6, 2019 20:36:09 GMT -8
Once beyond the pair of oaken doors Iulia would find a room even more extreme in its appearance than the hallways and passages she had just passed through. The first thing that greeted her was the roar of open flames, accompanied by the occasional crackle. Black marble floors polished to a near mirror-like state reflected the light of towering pillars of flame. Each one was confined in square shaped recesses that perfectly mirrored each other. A thin layer of glass was all that prevented someone from stumbling into one of the several blazing infernos that lit the room. Despite the numerous fires, the room proved to be entirely smoke-free. Standing in stark contrast to the floor, the walls were entirely constructed of an ivory colored marble that glistened in the light of the open flames. Golden symbols that were reminiscent of runes adorned the walls, forming various abstract patterns.
Move a bit deeper into the chambers and Iulia would find a half circle of steps that spanned the entire width of the room, resulting in half of it being elevated. Dead center in the elevated half of the room was a desk of mahogany. Taking up the same space as three average sized desks, several stacks of paper, a bundle of scrolls, and a few quills rested on it. By now, it was likely Iulia had managed to hear the sound of running water over, a bit quieter than the roar of the flames but present nonetheless.
The source of this water would become clear to Iulia as soon as she turned her attention to the wall opposite her. A bit more than halfway up the wall were a pair of fountainheads. The fountainhead to the left was the head of a sheep, while the one to the right was the head of a wolf, both were fashioned or at the very least plated entirely in gold.
The thought was likely to come to Iulia that this entire room was nothing more than an extravagant display. After all, who needed an office so big when it had only a single desk in it? Why was it lit with pillars of fire as opposed to the far less unobtrusive lighting magic used in the rest of the citadel?
After a few moments of pondering the rooms impractical and extravagant design, Iulia would likely take notice of the figure sitting behind the desk. Given the sheer scale of the room, the figure behind the desk was almost an afterthought. No one had entered the room with Iulia and the doors behind her had already been shut. The distant figure behind the desk didn’t address Iulia in any way.
Assuming Investigator Iulia took an action appropriate of her station and moved towards the figure, Iulia was likely to recognize who had called her here. Hair pulled back and done up in a tight bun, a dress of crimson red accompanied by a high collar, gloved hands covered in numerous rings—there was little mistaking the Imperial Vizier’s appearance.
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Iulia Iotapa
Committed
Roleplay posts: 75
Age: 31
Physical Description: Iulia is a shorter woman of a trim and very fit build. She has medium-length brown hair, practically styled out of the way in a tight braid. Appearance-wise, Iulia is on the plain side of average.
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Clothes and Equipment: Iulia is never seen without a hat or other head covering of some sort. These tend towards practical and are extremely modest in style. Her usual headgear wardrobe rotates between a maroon beret with a small star insignia, or a black Breton cap. Iulia’s Isran Guard uniform consists of a standard tunic, jacket, crossbelt, and boots, but has a long skirt in place of the regular trousers. When not in uniform, Iulia tends towards long, dark-colored, and well fitted dresses.
As jewelry and other pieces of finery tend to get in the way of the more physical aspects of her work, Iulia tends to go without accessories of any sort when working. Her hands, well worn and scarred from boxing, are covered by gloves whenever appropriate. She possess a weighty and intricate pocket watch, a gift from her father.
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Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : as needed
Registered: Jun 28, 2018 8:07:17 GMT -8
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Post by Iulia Iotapa on May 11, 2019 8:05:10 GMT -8
As soon as Iulia sees the opulent room, her attitude and mindset shifts. This was no meeting with some middling administrator within the Office of Surveillance. Any traces of curiosity are stamped out in favor of a resolute barrier of impassivity. Had this been a social call, Iulia would have scoffed at the lavish waste exemplified by this room. These thoughts have no time to pass through her consciousness today.
And there she was, sitting at the far end of the room, The Vizier.
Iulia keeps her face neutral as she walks the final few yards through the room to stand before the hulking desk. Her thoughts clip along faster and faster with each measured step. So the Imperial Vizier headed up Surveillance, then? There are implications here that warrant greater consideration in the near future. For now, it would best serve Iulia to be fully on guard.
Her right fist clasped over her heart in the traditional salute, Investigator Iotapa gives a short bow.
Whilst the two had never interacted in the past, rumors and stories of the Imperial Vizier existed both in the Foreign Service and the various Offices of The Guard. Despite having a fairly close relationship with the Empress, Iulia never once heard mention of the Vizier.
Now that it seems clear that the Vizier oversees the Office of Surveillance, the rumors have context. A woman of immense magical prowess and uncompromising political ruthlessness is a good fit for operating Isra’s intelligence gathering bureaus. How far did her control go?
“I received your summons from the Office of Surveillance, Vizier. How may I be of service today?”
She stands at attention, her grey eyes respectfully returning the gaze of the Vizier.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on May 12, 2019 10:16:25 GMT -8
Pen in hand, Grandma looked up from a document she had been reading as Iulia announced her arrival. Offering Iulia the faintest of smiles along with a nod of acknowledgment, Grandma carefully laid her pen on the desk before rolling the parchment up. Reaching for one of several stamps, the Vizier poured a small amount of wax on the scroll before gently pressing on it. Satisfied everything was in order, Grandma finally addressed Iulia.
“Ah yes, you must be Investigator Iulia. Please, take a seat.”
As Grandma motioned with a bejeweled hand, there was suddenly a chair between her and the desk. No strange sounds or flashes of light accompanied its arrival, it simply appeared.
“I’ve heard quite a few stories about you, Investigator. Quite a few of your superiors consider you one of the brightest rising stars in the Isran Guard; quite the feat taking into account some of the peculiar cases you’ve taken. You don’t shy away from the difficult cases like some of your fellow Investigators who prioritize a spotless track record over doing what needs to be done. Doing what needs to be done. I respect those who hold such a mindset.”
Steepling her wizened fingers together, Grandma leaned back in her chair. Iulia would find the Vizier’s impassive gaze fixed on her for an uncomfortably long time before Grandma finally broke the silence.
“Seven months ago, an attack on the Midnight Sun took place. You were one of the first investigators to arrive at the scene. You are also apart of the current task force of investigators charged with discovering who or what was behind the attack on the Midnight Sun. In your own words, tell me what you and your fellow investigators have uncovered so far about the attack.”
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Iulia Iotapa
Committed
Roleplay posts: 75
Age: 31
Physical Description: Iulia is a shorter woman of a trim and very fit build. She has medium-length brown hair, practically styled out of the way in a tight braid. Appearance-wise, Iulia is on the plain side of average.
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Clothes and Equipment: Iulia is never seen without a hat or other head covering of some sort. These tend towards practical and are extremely modest in style. Her usual headgear wardrobe rotates between a maroon beret with a small star insignia, or a black Breton cap. Iulia’s Isran Guard uniform consists of a standard tunic, jacket, crossbelt, and boots, but has a long skirt in place of the regular trousers. When not in uniform, Iulia tends towards long, dark-colored, and well fitted dresses.
As jewelry and other pieces of finery tend to get in the way of the more physical aspects of her work, Iulia tends to go without accessories of any sort when working. Her hands, well worn and scarred from boxing, are covered by gloves whenever appropriate. She possess a weighty and intricate pocket watch, a gift from her father.
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Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : as needed
Registered: Jun 28, 2018 8:07:17 GMT -8
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Post by Iulia Iotapa on May 16, 2019 1:45:09 GMT -8
This meeting was completely inappropriate. There were measures for conducting communication between both the offices of Investigation and of Surveillance, and these did not include issuing summons for a rank and file Investigator to be asked to give an informal report to an administrative official within a separate office. There was clearly some reason for circumventing the usual channels. Iulia bristled internally at the breach of protocol, but held her tongue. To the Vizier, Iulia simply met her gaze and nodded.
“Your words are kind, Vizier. I simply do my job and seem to have proven quite good at it. So long as my efforts help bring justice to Isra and her people, I am content.”
Now, to tackle the core thrust of this meeting. The Vizier had an angle here, but Iulia could not envision what it was she wanted. Surveillance should have sent for an official report from the Commissioner. Yet they had asked for Iulia Iotapa.
The best course would be to tell the truth. No harm there.
“So far, we’ve made the most success in our investigations into the nature and cause of the explosion. From this, we can construct a specific profile of our attacker. The explosion was caused by a highly complex device, some sort of alchemical distiller that imbued the payload with extraordinary levels of potency such that a massive bomb was not required to cause the extreme levels of damage we saw at The Midnight Sun. Such a device speaks either to a competent artificer, or someone with connections to an artificer.”
Out comes a small, ragged notebook. Its pages are filled with line after line of rather messy handwriting, a few small sketches, and what appear to be more than a few dried splotches of blood. Iulia flips to a dog eared page near the very back.
“Now, The Guard has paid visit to every artificer, alchemist, tinker, or even tangentially related craftsperson, both the legitimate and less legitimate ones. No luck here.”
There were still a few small avenues to pursue here. Iulia deemed it unnecessary to go into further details regarding the possibility that the explosive device came from outside Isra. That had little bearing on the overall case. All evidence pointed to the attacker being someone who currently resided in Isra, not a foreign agent sent to cause chaos.
“We are still working from the understanding that our attacker is Isran, or at least familiar with our politics enough to bomb The Midnight Sun at the same time as the Summit in order to send a message to the Empress. Nothing has given us reason to doubt this. Judging by the fact that this has, mercifully, been a single attack with no subsequent bombings, demands, or follow up, we can also determine that the attacker acted in isolation. Furthermore, the attacker may well have died in their own explosion, or else was seriously injured, or otherwise put off from attacking again.”
A pause. Grey eyes shine slightly as Iulia peers into one of the nearby fireplaces. The magical flames give off no heat, but Iulia still feels her mouth go dry as she remembers the scene at The Midnight Sun. As the fires lick away at the false logs, the smells of ash and burnt flesh seem to waft through the room.
“It is odd that an act of such brutality and destructive force would happen once without any sort of context afterwards. Assuming a single attacker, we can rule out a madman or someone out of their senses. So we are left with either an injured bomber, a dead one, or, probably the worst of all, someone content to play out a very long game.”
Any tone other than a polite or respectful one was likely to backfire significantly here, so the Investigator chooses her words carefully. In her prior life, Iulia would feel more at ease addressing the strangeness of this meeting. Yet Investigator Iotapa is just a small part of a well tuned machine. There is no purpose in questioning the orders that brought her here today. Not yet, at least.
“Now, if your office has anything to add that would aid your fellows over at Investigations, Imperial Vizier, I welcome the knowledge.”
Iulia places her notebook on the edge of the desk in front of her and pulls a small handkerchief out of one of her many pockets. With a practiced lethargy, she polishes the crystal lenses of her glasses and waits for the Vizier to speak.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on May 20, 2019 22:29:31 GMT -8
Grandma listened in complete silence as Iulia made her report. Leaning back in her seat, the old woman’s expression remained unreadable as Iulia outlined the investigation she was apart of. Letting the silence hang for a few moments as Iulia finished rattling off the report, Grandma finally offered a slow nod in the Inspectors direction.
“Your report mostly matches what members of the Inquisition uncovered during their independent investigation of the incident. Given it seems even the Office of Investigation has been unable to locate the perpetrator of the attack after this many months, I fear it’s likely they’re gone in the wind or as you mentioned, dead by their own hand. Short of committing another act such as this one I believe there is little chance in finding the terrorist at this point.”
Reaching out one of her glittering hands, Grandma was suddenly holding a wine glass. Tapping her fingers idly against the desk, she raised the glass to her lips and took a small sip. Still holding the glass her gaze refocused on Iulia, peering over the rim of the glass at the Investigator.
“Fortunately, the Inquisitors’ investigation into the Midnight Sun incident was not entirely fruitless. While they were unable to find the terrorist, their investigation uncovered other treasonous activity within the Isran Empire. Whether this new activity is related to the incident at the Midnight Sun is yet to be seen, but that is why I have called you here, Iulia Lotapa.”
Placing her glass to the side, Grandma leaned forward in her seat, somehow managing to loom over Iulia despite her small stature. Her casual, almost dismissive demeanor was now imposing and no signs of her kindly tone remained in the commanding voice she now directed at Iulia.
“I am appointing you to lead a task force made up of the most trusted members of the Isran Guard. The majority of them are from the Office of Investigation with the exception of a few members I’m lending you from the Office of Surveillance to assist you in a supportive capacity. The goal of this task force will be to investigate the treasonous activity that was recently uncovered by this office. You will send me daily reports on your progress in addition to coming in weekly and giving me an in-person update. To be clear, you shall be giving reports to me and me alone given I am considering even the administration within the guard to be potentially compromised.”
Pausing for a moment, Grandma gives Iulia a brief moment of respite before continuing.
“You will obviously be taken off any cases you are currently on as leading this task force will require your undivided attention. There are still more details I need to get into with you, but I shall give you a moment to ask any questions that spring to mind. This is a lot to take in after all.”
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on May 26, 2019 22:01:08 GMT -8
Venus wasn’t kept waiting too long before the pair of double doors opened with a click and Grandma strolled into the room. The elderly figure was wearing an unadorned robe of black, its hood pulled up and its long sleeves concealing her hands save for the occasional glint of her rings.
“Well, I can’t say I’m too surprised to see you here waiting for me. Not too happy with the result at the Summit I presume?” Grandma inquired dryly.
Walking past Venus and towards one of the bookshelves behind her, Grandma pressed in on a rather sizable black tome. Soundlessly the shelf slid to the side, revealing what was perhaps the only “cozy” room within the Empress’s Eye. Several leather seats were scattered around a small fireplace. In one corner was a liquor cabinet with a few glasses sitting atop it while the floor was made of a dark maple instead of the cold stone that adorned the rest of the compound.
“I doubt I need to tell you, but feel free to make yourself comfortable.”
Pouring two drinks, one for herself and one for Venus, Grandma slowly lowered herself into one of the chairs.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
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Post by Lady Venus on May 27, 2019 18:15:20 GMT -8
"Mortals are often foolish, but I have never quite seen such a nihilistic group in quite some time. That Rudiger fellow was interesting. Although not nearly as much as the Velmerys Queen, Belestrasza. She will most assuredly be one of the first my brother goes after once he learns of her sins."
Venus sighs, drinking the glass, and then swallowing the glass itself into her maw. "I truly don't understand mortals,. The sheer arrogance some possess in the face of deities. Something must be done, and soon. My spies have informed me that the Blood Prince has recruited the Spider Queen to his cause, as well as the Oracle of Bones." She pauses, before elaborating.
"The Spider Queen rules the Third Kingdom, and the Oracle of Bones is the most ancient and dangerous of our seers, he's even older than the Lady of Darkness, our most senior of magicians." She shuddered, and the room seemed darker. A darkness familiar to Grandma, but unpleasant nonetheless.
"I normally would consult Naoki on such matters as the Empress, but I figured you would likely be more adept at understanding the particulars of this.. Predicament. Mortals have been known to make deals with my brothers, and I do not doubt mortals have remained the same in the centuries."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Jun 1, 2019 19:16:53 GMT -8
“While they should heed your warning more than they did, they are not entirely helpless. As I’m sure you know, the power of your brethren when outside their realm pales in comparison to what they can muster on their home turf. While I remain confident in Isra’s safety from an incursion, I do acknowledge certain other nations might not fare so well.”
Grandma was curious to see Venus reaction to her words. She had a feeling might be expecting a more hearty agreement from Grandma than what she had given.
“Mmm… It’s been a while since someone has brought up Excidia.”
Tapping her index finger on the arm of her chair, Grandma took a sip from her glass before placing it back down on a chairside table.
“Regardless of how many influential demons Khorne gathers around him, if he knows what’s good for him he’ll not bother Isra. I’ll stoop to levels no demon would if he comes calling on Isra’s doorstep.”
While her voice remained calm, there was a certain flicker in the old woman’s eyes at the very notion of Isra being threatened.
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