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 16, 2019 17:34:47 GMT -8
“Mhmm, I see then. That certainly would set him off if the brief interaction I’ve had with him is anything to go by. He has to be one of the most wound up demons I’ve ever encountered. I suppose he can’t help himself given that his very nature is what fuels his strength.”
Idly tapping a wizened finger on the arm of her chair, Grandma grew silent. Perhaps she was waiting to see if Venus had any other topics she wished to bring up— perhaps she simply enjoyed watching as the fire licked away at what was left of the logs.
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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 Jun 21, 2019 14:02:28 GMT -8
"His wrath fuels him, that is correct. The angrier he is, the stronger he becomes. It is of the utmost importance that we find a way to dampen how strong he can grow, as his wrath can be infinite. I will be looking for allies elsewhere who can help with that. Then there is the matter of Kheroth on the Overworld though, which we may need to deal with. I've heard rumors he has terraformed a forest into a new Plagued Bastion."
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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 23, 2019 20:56:22 GMT -8
“You deal with Khorne then. I personally don’t have any desire to see his ugly mug again and don’t plan to unless he has the gall to show up here in Isra.”
Standing up from her seat, Grandma paced back and forth several times as she considered the matter of Kheroth. The blight he had created in the Overworld would be rather troublesome to deal with.
“I can confirm those rumors personally. Using a familiar I spoke with him inside his filthy fortress. I warned him to not send any of his diseases towards Isra but he seemed like a stubborn little git. The possibility of that blight infesting Isran lands is very real. Regardless of their individual strength, I personally find Kheroth more of a pressing problem than Khorne.”
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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 Jun 23, 2019 22:16:26 GMT -8
Venus elected to ignore the fact that that was in direct contrast to the original deal that led to Venus coming to Isra in the first place. The knowledge that Grandma had apparently spoken to Kheroth already changed some of Venus' initial plans. "Kheroth is certainly a more immediate concern," Venus conceded. "He rarely personally inflicts his diseases in any one way, but given Isra's popularity in the world.. Kheroth doesn't like being told what to do, it is a very real possibility he may decide to attempt to infect Isra for what he perceives as a slight."
Venus hummed in thought, twirling her fingers against one another. Kheroth likely wouldn't be so brazen as to come here himself, not without a clear declaration of war. However he would not be above sending Clefyd, or some other hag in his convoy to sow the seeds of disease within the outlying regions. His battle tactics however were more subtle, on par with Venus'. He wouldn't risk angering Venus or Isra so openly, not yet. "He won't openly send anything to Isra, but he will infect animals. Water supplies and vegetation. These are all suggestions, but this is what I would do if it were my kingdom at risk."
"Make all food regulations stricter in the Empire. Nothing gets passed without at the very least a cursory arcane glance, and nothing inside the capital without a thorough one. All who enter the capital are to be screened for any potential diseases as well, all done covertly so as to avoid a panic. Water is a much more fickle thing, so purifiers would be set up throughout all natural sources, with at least one archmage supervising. Bacteria and viruses lurk in the water, and knowing Kheroth like I do, he does loves to poison his foes with what they consume." Venus paused, then thought again. "I would also screen any whom enter the Citadel vigorously for even the faintest trace of magic that could be linked back to Kheroth. He, like all Demon Lords, has a very distinctive arcane aura, yet one eerily similar to my own. It would not be hard to use my own as a comparison. By all means, I could probably describe his aura in depth enough that any half-decent mage could decipher it easily from my own words. Kheroth is a very prickly sort, and if there's even the slightest sliver of thought that he's offended. There is a reason those 'celestial counterparts' despise him so. He turned their entire army into the Chthonic Host."
Venus sighed, running a hand through her hair. It was truly troublesome, having to try and coordinate all of these defenses. Khorne and Nharkotep alone were a nightmare, but should Kheroth get involved, especially against Isra? "Do you think diplomacy may work better with him? Kheroth is not foolish, he won't support my other brothers. But I wouldn't want us to alienate a potentially powerful ally such as him. He has quite a sway over the Old Guard in the Court." Namely that whore Clefyd that he kept around, as well as the entourage of sluts he called 'nymphs'.
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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 24, 2019 22:08:25 GMT -8
Raising one hand, a translucent, flickering orb began to form. Images began to appear in the orb—images of different places around Isra. Each one lasted barely a moment before another replaced it. Grandma’s gaze was focused in on the orb, unblinking as countless images flashed by while Venus spoke.
Looking up as Venus finished, Grandma offered a slow nod of her head, the flickering visions in the orb slowly fading.
“You know far more about Kheroth than me. The suggestions you propose also seem agreeable even without the threat of Kheroth, especially in the wake of the recent attack against the Midnight Sun. I will do what I can to get them implemented and leave training our mages to detect his ‘aura’ to you. What you propose will require quite a few mages, but I suppose that’s why we have the Enclave.”
The final question was a more difficult one. While implementing the various security measures Venus proposed was a simple decision, the question of diplomacy was a bit more complicated. Sending a normal ambassador in person was almost certainly out of the question given the fact that they might die from simply being in the same room as Kheroth.
“As I said, I know little of Kheroth, but if he’s not foolish then he should be at the very least open to negotiations. If he won’t support your other brothers then angering Isra would be a costly mistake for him. I assume your other brothers wouldn’t be above trying to kill him if he was already weakened by a conflict with Isra.”
Pausing for a moment, Grandma considered the question of who to send to negotiate with the demon. There was only one obvious choice that came to mind.
“If you think diplomacy will work, then I would suggest you do the negotiations yourself, assuming you two aren’t on terrible terms. Of course, if you can think of someone else in Isra who you believe could do a better job than yourself… Still, you’re the only one who’s had prior experience dealing with him before.”
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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 Jun 25, 2019 10:51:59 GMT -8
"Oh, I was indeed thinking myself as one oc the diplomats. But I was also thinking of yourself. A show of dominance is the most efficient way to deal with my kind. Add a cable of mages in case things go awry, and we could easily overpower him if need be it."
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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 25, 2019 21:59:44 GMT -8
Grandma considered Venus’ proposal for a moment, cane clicking as she paced back and forth. While she agreed a show of dominance was the best way to generally deal with demons, given the rocky encounter she’d had with Kheroth already… Still, at that time she’d been communicating through a familiar, if she went in person with Venus perhaps things would be different.
“I would be willing to accompany you to his fortress and speak to him if he’s willing to come out of it. If not I will simply send a projection of myself to accompany you while I wait outside with mages. It doesn’t sound as if he’d make a move against us during diplomatic proceedings, but should he try I intend to put myself in an optimal position to show him the error of his ways. I also think sending human mages into that place would be a mistake, unlike you and me they could easily be killed or corrupted by his blight."
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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 Jun 26, 2019 7:39:56 GMT -8
"You've been to his fortress before, how large was it? How many demons were present, and what were they doing?" She asked, mind whirling. The King of the Fifth Kingdom was a fearsome foe in battle, but his threat laid in his preparations. Time was of the essence, for if he was allowed to breed new diseases and monsters, then he'd have the advantage, as Venus would never be able to predict what he'd brew. Venus' semi-frequent expeditions into the loins of Naoki were quite rejuvenating in of itself. The first time with the cat like woman had restored nearly all the power she lost during the transitory period. Her voyages into the beds and, occasionally, hearts, of the men and women of Isra had even increased her power to what it was before. Mortals were so much more passionate than demons, it seemed. Then again, her union with the Songstress was quite self-satisfying to Venus' ego, seeing the proud demon brought so low.
"If he fled here, he is weak. I highly doubt he is at enough power that he could contest us. Hell, with the amount of power I've amassed, even if he was at what he was before, we could still fight him off. If we can strong-arm him into a deal, with a written contract or something of the sort, he won't be able to betray us. If we word it properly, he won't be able to attack Isra. He will have no choice but to help us. If he refuses, we kill him."
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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 27, 2019 16:04:31 GMT -8
“When I visited him last, he had perhaps a hundred or so demons, most of them inside of the fortress partaking in a ‘party’ of sorts. The fortress itself was sizable but mostly composed of flesh, blood, and other such distasteful building materials. Breaching it from the outside wouldn’t be a problem, but I wouldn’t enter it to negotiate with him.”
The mention of killing Kheroth brought a twisted smile to Grandma’s face, something stirring behind her gaze. Licking her lips, she nodded slowly at Venus’ words.
“I’m glad you don’t hold any sentimental feelings towards him. Should negotiations go south and we have to act against him… It’s not every day I get to feast on such a delicacy.”
Taking another drink straight from the bottle, Grandma shook herself slightly, as if bringing herself out of a daze.
“Of course, I suppose it would be preferable to force him to sign a contract and have him as an ally of sorts.” Given her almost dejected tone in which she spoke, it was clear which scenario the old woman found more exciting.
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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 Jun 27, 2019 17:06:25 GMT -8
"So he has yet to convert it to metal, fascinating." Thinking aloud, Venus continued. "About a hundred, which means only perhaps his Inner Circle and the Nymphs are with him, as well as perhaps a few special dukes or duchesses." She suppressed a laugh at Grandma's obvious desire.
"I may not be able to promise you Kheroth, but I should think that feasting upon Khorne's soul would be satisfactory? I'd be more than willing to facilitate that type of arrangement." Her eyes gleamed at the prospect of making a deal.
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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 29, 2019 18:31:52 GMT -8
“It’s been a while since I’ve visited, so perhaps things have changed. While I can’t see him gaining too much since I last saw him, but we won’t know until we pay him a visit.”
The mention of Khorne’s soul caused the old woman to shrug, although there was still a certain hungry look in her eyes.
“Khorne’s soul would also be satisfactory, but whether I’m in the right place at the right time to consume it is another matter. I shall simply take what I can get and if Khorne is on the menu, so be it. If you’re offering to bring him to me, then I’m willing to assist you in defeating him for that prize.”
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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 1, 2019 13:07:13 GMT -8
"It was my understanding that killing him would be a goal you desired regardless, given the threat he displays to Isra." She pointed out. "Khorne's soul is of little use to me, so you can have it. I do want Nharkotep's, however."
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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 Jul 1, 2019 22:18:46 GMT -8
“Both his death or his departure from the Overworld would be a satisfactory outcome for me. However, I will admit his death would be the preferable outcome out of the two.”
Tapping her finger on the top of her cane, Grandma gazed into the burning embers of the fire for a moment, considering Venus’ mention of Nharkotep.
“What plans do you have with Nharkotep’s if you don’t mind me asking?”
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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 2, 2019 16:31:59 GMT -8
Venus smiled at Grandma coolly. "I will take his soul, strip it down to its raw essence and consume it, of course. Perhaps the excess will be a nice treat every century or so." She elected to not share the fact that at his very core, Nharkotep was magic. His ambitions were not without potential, for if anyone could conquer the Hell-Father, it would be him. His trickery and deceit were well-known, which was why she needed to strip him down first, otherwise Venus ran the risk of him retaining consciousness and taking her body. Venus' power was strong, but if she consumed Nharkotep's might, her power would skyrocket, and she'd likely be able to take down even Khorne!
The thought pleased her.
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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 Jul 4, 2019 13:21:32 GMT -8
Grandma pursed her lips before nodding, apparently satisfied by the demoness’s answer. She had wondered if Venus had more elaborate plans for the soul of Nharkotep, but if all she wanted was to eat it… Well, Grandma of all people couldn’t begrudge her for that.
“Bolstering your power by taking your brothers… A sensible move. I suppose the difficult part will be cornering him. From the little I’ve heard about him, it will be far harder to get Nharkotep to reveal himself over Khorne.”
Exhaling slowly, the old woman continued gazing at the fire, her eyes gleaming in the rooms low light.
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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 13, 2019 10:57:39 GMT -8
"Nharkotep will indeed be more difficult. He's far trickier than Khorne, I'd say he's more dangerous due to the lack of predictability." She huffed, popping her knuckles.
"However," she cracked a grin. "I was a bit busy and managed to procure this little trinket," a gemstone materialized in her hand. "It should call his handmaidens, giving us a way into his court."
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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 Nov 9, 2019 11:58:17 GMT -8
Eyeing the gemstone with mild interesting, Grandma stifled a slight cough before responding to Venus’s words.
“While it’s impressive you managed to acquire such a thing, why exactly do you want a way into his court? He’ll be far stronger in his own realm than anywhere else and doubly so in his own court. I suppose if you wish to do some snooping around in it, that’s well and good, but I don’t intend to personally enter such a hazardous place.”
Grandma was cautious, sometimes too cautious, but that suited her just fine.
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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 Nov 15, 2019 20:31:56 GMT -8
A small gust of wind blew through the room as Nine and Grandma materialized into existence, the wind knocking several papers off the Vizier’s desk. It was a slightly different travel method than Grandma usually used to transport others, but she’d been in a bit more of a hurry than usual. Regrettable that it was a far less pleasant method of travel than portals.
“Hopefully that wasn’t too much for you dear. I know it’s a bit of a jarring experience. Here, take a seat, have some water.”
Ushering Nine to the nearby chair, Grandma headed over to a cabinet full of various bottles. Procuring perhaps the single bottle without any alcohol in it, Grandma offered Nine the glass of water before slowly lowering herself into the seat behind her desk.
“Care for any food?” Grandma asked offhandedly, pouring herself a glass of something that certainly wasn’t water.
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Leiko
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 16
Physical Description: Leiko stands at 5’7 and weighs 132 pounds. Hair is a light brown and usually long and unruly. Fur on ears matches hair color. He has dark brown symmetrical markings under each eye, his eyes themselves being a pale green. His build is on the leaner side but not unhealthily so.
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Clothes and Equipment: His clothing of choice is usually a combination of loose-fitting shirts and trousers, with a cloak thrown over them should the situation call for it. The clothes are usually dark greens or grays given their benefit of both blending in better and hiding dirt better! He has a pair of well-made leather boots that look very worn in. Carries a pack with basic survival supplies in it. Has several daggers hidden away for self-defense.
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Post by Leiko on Feb 9, 2020 20:14:55 GMT -8
Several hours after the events at the Tavern, Strålende was likely to begin awakening from the trance she’d been placed under. She would find herself laying on a surprisingly comfortable bed set in the corner of a square room. The floor and walls of the room were primarily made out of polished black marble. The exception to this was the wall to her front, it was made out of tightly spaced metal bars, beyond which was a long, faintly lit hallway.
To her right is another bed, a boy that looks near her age currently sound asleep on it. His ears and tail denote him as a demihuman of some variety. There is no sign of guards and things are currently very quiet, the only sound being the boys breathing.
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Strålende Verdiløs
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 15
Physical Description: ------------
Strålende is not a large girl, possessed of slender extremities and slim body that can't weigh more than 7 stone. Yet her body and mind have been sharpened by a lifetime on the streets of Isra's slum districts, evidenced by her callused hands and lean tone, as well as a spark of willful defiance in her hazel eyes. She has a mane of dark chestnut brown hair that she keeps cut short, though despite her best efforts it remains unruly and often gets in her eyes. She has a ruddy-cheeked, girlishly attractive face, with harshly downturned eyebrows and a pair of thin, yet full lips.
Clothes and Equipment: ------------
Her day to day dress is made up of mostly dull red and brown leathers, and while they are finer than most street children's dress, they are far from opulent. A thick leather set of tassets wraps around her hips and thighs, several pockets and frogges concealed beneath the leather plates to conceal small items or weaponry. A pair of old, worn furred leather boots reminiscent of Varan fashion, the only thing she has left of her homeland. She hides a pair of small, curved knives within her tassets for self defence or utility, and she has a full thief's kit complete with everything she might need to facilitate her skulduggery.
Registered: Feb 7, 2020 11:47:18 GMT -8
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Post by Strålende Verdiløs on Feb 9, 2020 20:41:08 GMT -8
Strålende's eyes open. Slowly at first, as if coming out of a deep sleep, but as her memories return they snap open and she sits straight up, nearly toppling out of the bed in her haste. She frantically pats herself down, flipping her tassets up and groaning in frustration as she sees what lies beneath.
Nothing. They've taken everything. Her picks, her climbing hooks, her knives, all of it, gone. All this time going without ever being so much as spotted by her marks, and this old...witch, or whatever she was, takes her down without raising a finger. And now, she's left with nothing once more.
She groans again and flops back into the bed, beating the back of her head against the mattress. She's really screwed up, this time. She looks over to the thick metal bars, and then, finally, her eyes come to rest upon her cellmate.
Strålende lets out a heavy sigh, and closes her eyes for several long moments. She can see no way to get out of this...but she ought to try.
Finally, she stands up out of bed and plods over to her cellmate, studying him with a critical eye. He doesn't look like the kind of person who would be a ton of help, but any port in a storm, they say. She presses her hand to his shoulder and shakes him gently. "Hey," she hisses, leaning down over him, "hey, wake up."
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