Ramike Thorval
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 19
Physical Description: Countless hours in the sun have left Ramike's fair skin freckled and her skilled hands leathery. Her long, and almost always braided, auburn hair reaches the middle of her back. Her penetrating grey eyes hardly miss a thing. She has an agile and fit physique. Her skin is a history of her life that take the shape of many scars. She has a number of tattoos that she tries to keep hidden from prying eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ramike's clothes are not particularly noteworthy. She typically dawns practical, dull colored clothing and dusty, but sturdy, leather boots. Her traveling cloak is dark brown wool with gold embroidered trim.
She keeps a medium sized dagger strapped to her thigh at all times. Her favored weapon is her bow of dark mahogany wood. Her quiver is embroidered with the same golden pattern as her cloak.
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Player's online availability : Multiple times daily
Registered: May 22, 2017 21:50:21 GMT -8
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Post by Ramike Thorval on May 28, 2017 20:52:08 GMT -8
Never one to cause a fuss, she did as she was told. She approached the railing that overlooked the abyss below. Looking up, she could see the top of the tower. Getting books from the whole library would take quite some time on foot, so Ramike balanced herself upon the stone railing and took a look back at Edwin and smiled, then jumped. She fell a few stories down before she thought she heard him yell after her. His worries would be quelled as she gave her arms, now the wings of a large hawk, a great flap and then flew upwards. She made her accent to the top of the tower, plucked a book off of the ground and flew back to the Historian. Without pausing to see the expression on his face, she dropped the book on a table near him and glided away. She retrieved a book from every floor and placed them all before Edwin. If the hawk had the capacity to, she would be laughing. Oh, how she loved to fly. She had made a point to bring the book that had been blown open by the window left ajar. She returned to the Historian and reverted to her human form, feathers melting into skin and cloth, her beak retracted and was replaced by an apologetic smile.
"I hope I didn't frighten you too badly." She said, still smiling. "Is this enough? I can fetch more if you need them." All in all, she had grabbed around twenty-five books. Ramike eyed the magical paraphernalia he had laid out before him, wondering if he would be able to teach her a thing or two about the magic that he performed.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 28, 2017 21:19:09 GMT -8
Oddly enough, as Ramike Thorval flew up towards the top of the tower, the ceiling didn't seem to get any closer. However, she still passed by level after level of bookshelves, and if she looked down she would see Edwin far below her. Once she returned, the bluejay with the crown would flutter over and land on her shoulder, chirping softly. As Edwin looked over the books, he'd see that they were all written in the same careful script. Oddly enough, none of them seemed to show any signs of age. They clearly weren't fresh and newly-written, but none of them were particularly old or decrepit either. Not a single one bore any illustrations or indications of who might have written them. Each contained an a fictitious story that Edwin had never seen or heard of, beautifully written enough to nearly draw The Historian into the world of the story. There were tales of damsels in distress, giant pies filled with blackbirds, and bullwhip-wielding adventurers fleeing giant rolling boulders, among others. As he read, the bluejay would chirp again and nip at Ramike's ear.
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Thaelyn Mortris
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 310
Age: 22
Physical Description: At 5'7", Thaelyn is just above average height for a woman, with a slender build that makes her just shy of willowy. Slight curves and a womanly shape keep her from looking boyish, if only barely. She has long red hair that falls to her knees, and rich crimson eyes that are usually filled with curiosity, set in a face with delicate features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Thaelyn wears a set of white and blood red armor which is inscribed inside with a complex series of magical runes. This provides her armor with a strength that belies its lightness, as well as serving as a sort of magical buffer that wards off most spells. She also carries a spear, or perhaps it's a staff - she seems to use it as a combination of both, using it both to fight and to channel her own magical abilities.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 12:11:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thaelyn Mortris on Feb 3, 2019 19:17:20 GMT -8
How long had she been wandering? Thaelyn wasn't even sure. A couple of months, at least, since she'd returned to Isra and found her whole world crashing down around her. It was all a blur of blood and magic and death. And in truth, she didn't really care. All she knew was that she was bleeding, again, and this place would be a dry roof over her head for a few hours. Then she'd be on her way again, off to collect the bounty on the murderers she'd just slaughtered.
Passing through the doors and leaving behind the telltale rumble of thunder, the normally inquisitive and book-loving Thaelyn didn't even glance at any of the tomes surrounding her. Instead, she made for the nearest available table and dropped her satchel on it, then began removing pieces of armor to get at the wound in her side. The once curvaceous body was now little more than lean muscle and scars, her expression hard and her eyes bleak as she revealed the injury. She could use her own blood magic to heal it, but didn't feel it was worth expending the energy. She'd just get stabbed again tomorrow, probably. So instead, she dug into her satchel, retrieved a half-empty bottle of spirits and some bandages, and began to half-heartedly clean and bind the ragged gash.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 4, 2019 11:12:12 GMT -8
It might take Thaelyn a moment to notice that someone had sat down across from her. After all, they hadn't made a single noise entering the library, walking across the floor, or even when they sat down. Of course, there was only one person who could move in such perfect silence and that was the reason the blood mage was in such a wreck.
Alden's expression is blank as he considers Thaelyn his head cocked to the side as he does so. He doesn't speak, not yet, just observes her for several long moments taking stock of the woman who'd vanished from his life. The woman who'd dropped off a letter on his doorstep unexpectedly several weeks ago and told him not to look for her.
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Thaelyn Mortris
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 310
Age: 22
Physical Description: At 5'7", Thaelyn is just above average height for a woman, with a slender build that makes her just shy of willowy. Slight curves and a womanly shape keep her from looking boyish, if only barely. She has long red hair that falls to her knees, and rich crimson eyes that are usually filled with curiosity, set in a face with delicate features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Thaelyn wears a set of white and blood red armor which is inscribed inside with a complex series of magical runes. This provides her armor with a strength that belies its lightness, as well as serving as a sort of magical buffer that wards off most spells. She also carries a spear, or perhaps it's a staff - she seems to use it as a combination of both, using it both to fight and to channel her own magical abilities.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 12:11:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thaelyn Mortris on Feb 4, 2019 14:11:51 GMT -8
It was a testament to her state of being that Thaelyn failed to notice that she was no longer alone for several minutes. She had just finished cleaning the wound with wads of cloth soaked with alcohol, and reached for the bandages on the table, when she saw the human-shaped shadow across the way. Her gaze shot upward and landed on the one face she least wanted to see again.
Well, okay, that wasn't true. Alden came second. The woman who'd taken her place in his life was first. She felt a faint echo of the agony that had destroyed her heart when she saw Alden embracing that female, but there was no sign of any emotion on her face, or in her eyes, nor was there any to be heard in her voice when she finally spoke. Looking away from him, she casually began winding the bandages around her wounded abdomen.
"I asked you not to follow me."
The Thaelyn he had once loved never would've been so calm, so emotionless, especially not when confronted with a situation like this. She was broken. His bubble had popped, never to appear again.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 4, 2019 14:32:27 GMT -8
"You did."
Alden responds neutrally as he continues to consider Thaelyn. It was obvious that she'd changed, she was not the woman he remembered, the woman he'd thought he'd loved. Of course, what was love to a man like him? He still wasn't sure, it was so hard to tell what was a truly valid emotion and what was just him trying to be normal. To not be broken. Still, she was in pain that much was clear and he felt that he owed it to her to at least try and ease that pain even if he wasn't sure he had the words.
"I am a monster." He says simply, beginning without giving her a chance to reply. "I've killed children. Plural. More than that, I learned recently that I killed children that might as well have been my siblings." The way he says this is matter of fact, he wasn't looking for sympathy. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out the ring she'd returned to him. "You said that you kept this ring on you to remind you of what you lived for. I do not know why you left, why you didn't stay in touch, I only know you came back."
Alden pauses and frowns. "Too many people tell me what I did was not my fault for me to believe that if I told you, you shouldn't have tried to live for me that you would accept that." He shrugs. "Although that is true, I am not sure I am worthy of love although I've been lucky enough to find people willing to try loving me. What I will say as I know how it feels to not want to continue living. I know how it feels to be confronted with something so utterly painful that you are awash in despair and want nothing more than to die."
He remembers the first time he'd felt that way. Laying on top of a village's worth of graves in an empty town in the mountains, knowing that every body in the ground was there because of him because he was nothing but a monster. With a sigh, he settles the ring on the table in front of him and comes to his feet. "It hurts now. I think it will hurt for a long time yet. But if you give up the pain doesn't stop, it just hurts other people. If you keep moving though you may find something else worth living for. Something better, something that is yours and yours alone that no one can take away from you." For him that had been his children, they'd stopped him from ending his life when he'd learned what he'd done during his training before he'd even been the monster known as Wrath.
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Thaelyn Mortris
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 310
Age: 22
Physical Description: At 5'7", Thaelyn is just above average height for a woman, with a slender build that makes her just shy of willowy. Slight curves and a womanly shape keep her from looking boyish, if only barely. She has long red hair that falls to her knees, and rich crimson eyes that are usually filled with curiosity, set in a face with delicate features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Thaelyn wears a set of white and blood red armor which is inscribed inside with a complex series of magical runes. This provides her armor with a strength that belies its lightness, as well as serving as a sort of magical buffer that wards off most spells. She also carries a spear, or perhaps it's a staff - she seems to use it as a combination of both, using it both to fight and to channel her own magical abilities.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 12:11:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thaelyn Mortris on Feb 4, 2019 20:08:41 GMT -8
Although she was silent as he began to speak, it might not be obvious that Thaelyn was listening to him, as she continued to apply the bandage to her body. Once it was secured, she pulled her armor back on, and settled into her chair. The bottle of alcohol, which was cheap and strong, was raised to her lips. And as she took a long pull of it, she finally looked at him again, her eyes dark and empty. She stared at Alden impassively as he tried to convince her he was a terrible person, that he wasn't worth her throwing her life away over, that she should find something to live for.
The bottle met the table's surface with a dull thunk, followed by the muted scraping of glass against wood as she moved the item across its surface. The reason became clear as the bottle hit the ring with a soft clink, and then she was pushing the item of jewelry back toward him. Her voice remained flat, quiet, when she spoke again.
"I wrote you. Every day, when I could. At least once a week. I don't know where the magic dumped my letters. Clearly, it doesn't matter now. I don't even know why you're here. You've moved on, and good for you. But I don't want that, which I'd think was obvious, considering I returned it to you. If you leave it here, I'm going to melt it into nothing and walk away. You could at least get your money back for it."
Her numbness wavered, threatening to slide away entirely, as a hint of sarcasm briefly popped into her tone. She gripped the neck of the bottle more tightly and pulled it back toward her as she settled in her chair again, her eyes flashing with anger and pain for all of a heartbeat. Then it was gone again.
"Nice little speech, I'll give you that. Not sure why you're here, though. It was easy enough to replace me, I didn't think it would be hard for you to concede to my request to be left alone. I'm not part of your life anymore, Alden. You don't owe me any explanations, you're not my protector, and you've no business advising me how to live. So please, if you ever cared about me, stop trying to reopen the wound. Nothing you could say or do could possibly make me be okay again."
She tipped more of the cheap booze down her throat, not even flinching at the burn, partially in a determined attempt to cling to her numbness. If that disappeared, she would completely lose it, and she would be damned if she cried in front of Alden. He'd been everything to her, him and his children, and he'd just as easily ripped it all away, leaving her with nothing. She could never be so vulnerable with him again.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2019 6:02:14 GMT -8
That Thaelyn hurt was quite obvious. That she hadn't appreciated his words was also obvious. Alden cocks his head to the side once more as she fires back, not seeming to mind her rant. He deserved whatever angry, vitriolic words she had for him. Actually, by his estimation what she'd given him was far kinder than what he deserved.
"I received no letters." He said simply. "One day you were here, the next you were gone. I looked for you but you were far more careful in covering your tracks last time so I assumed that you simply didn't want me to find you." He pauses and then he grimaces. "That thought hurt. Perhaps it made me give up before I should have. You were gone for more than a year, I felt lonely again. It hurts to feel lonely, I'm sorry I've inflicted that on you."
Absently rolling the ring between the table and his finger he ponders what else to say. "I'm not trying to make you okay again. I don't think I could fix anyone, hurting people is my only real skill. But I try not to hurt the people I care about, clearly, I am not successful in that. Now I feel as though you are going to get yourself killed and it will be my fault." The ring stops rolling, more blood on his hands always more blood. "Because I don't fix things. I just break them."
Perhaps it was his lot in life. Perhaps he was meant to be alone. Perhaps he should break things off with Kauri before he hurt her as well. Pushing himself to his feet he feels a great and terrible weight on his shoulders. He wasn't meant for good thing, he only brought death, if what he'd done to Thaelyn was any indication it was perhaps time he accepted that he couldn't change.
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Thaelyn Mortris
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 310
Age: 22
Physical Description: At 5'7", Thaelyn is just above average height for a woman, with a slender build that makes her just shy of willowy. Slight curves and a womanly shape keep her from looking boyish, if only barely. She has long red hair that falls to her knees, and rich crimson eyes that are usually filled with curiosity, set in a face with delicate features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Thaelyn wears a set of white and blood red armor which is inscribed inside with a complex series of magical runes. This provides her armor with a strength that belies its lightness, as well as serving as a sort of magical buffer that wards off most spells. She also carries a spear, or perhaps it's a staff - she seems to use it as a combination of both, using it both to fight and to channel her own magical abilities.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 12:11:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thaelyn Mortris on Feb 9, 2019 6:33:47 GMT -8
"You're right. I didn't want you to find me. Because people were going to hurt you and the kids. That's why I left. To take them out. I couldn't tell you because your children needed you. And I couldn't stand the thought of you being hurt. So I went to take care of it. Again, not that it matters. Nothing is going to change, I'm not stupid enough to think that sitting here pouring my heart out will make you take me back."
She inhaled sharply through her nose as she said this, her eyes welling with tears that she vigorously blinked away. Saying it aloud made it all come crashing down. She was alone again. And the source of her heartbreak was standing in front of her. Mocking her, or so it seemed to her aching heart. Tears surged again, a few managing to escape, before she hastily dashed them away with a battle-worn hand.
"Go home, Alden. Your children need you. I don't. Whatever happens to me is none of your concern. Don't take on consequences that aren't yours to bear."
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 10, 2019 6:39:56 GMT -8
"Your pain is my consequence."
Alden says his voice heavy with the weight that was now settling between his shoulders. He didn't have the words to help her, he didn't know what to say, and there was nothing he could do for her. With a heavy sigh, he turns and walking toward the door. There was nothing left for him, he'd hurt another person he cared for and she would likely die because of him.
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Thaelyn Mortris
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 310
Age: 22
Physical Description: At 5'7", Thaelyn is just above average height for a woman, with a slender build that makes her just shy of willowy. Slight curves and a womanly shape keep her from looking boyish, if only barely. She has long red hair that falls to her knees, and rich crimson eyes that are usually filled with curiosity, set in a face with delicate features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Thaelyn wears a set of white and blood red armor which is inscribed inside with a complex series of magical runes. This provides her armor with a strength that belies its lightness, as well as serving as a sort of magical buffer that wards off most spells. She also carries a spear, or perhaps it's a staff - she seems to use it as a combination of both, using it both to fight and to channel her own magical abilities.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 12:11:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thaelyn Mortris on Feb 10, 2019 13:24:58 GMT -8
As he began to walk away, the wall of ice around her heart groaned as cracks began to spread through it. Dammit. She couldn't just let him walk away, looking like he bore thousands of tragedies on his back.
"Alden."
Her voice caught on his name, and she swallowed thickly before continuing in a quiet tone.
"..I want you to be happy. Please forget about me. I'll be alright, one day."
If she lived that long. Thaelyn fully expected the downward spiral she was in to claim her life. It was just a matter of time. Hopefully Alden would never know when that day came.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 12, 2019 18:08:21 GMT -8
Alden pauses at her words his form freezing just before the doorframe. He doesn't turn but for the first time, a hint of emotion enters his voice, the weight of sorrow and regret. "I wish I could believe that. I didn't mean to hurt you Thaelyn, I just can't seem to help but hurt people." With that, he is gone, illustrating that two people can care about each other deeply but still hurt each other.
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