Eyla Volknir
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Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 26
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Wavy red hair frames her sharp poignant features. Her brilliant green eyes seem to glow amongst the contrast of her fiery hair and pale skin. Her deceptively light frame is adorned well with toned muscles.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/VfV80Lc.png
The picture shows her equipment well however, if she on horseback she will (normally) have a lance. Of course she has a full helm as well. Its adorned with the same scroll work as her armor and simple crest of long blue horse hair that flows from the top of her helmet to the small of her back.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 13:19:15 GMT -8
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Post by Eyla Volknir on Jul 22, 2017 15:52:50 GMT -8
At this point her men were already retreating. One of them looked to another older knight, "Should we wait for the Captain?"
He grumbled, "No, we have our orders."
Eyla was more than shocked at this point. If her men had engaged like she originally planned to do their would likely be no survivors. It would have been a massacre. It would have been the worst mistake in her career as a Royal Knight. Luckily the equipment and reinforcements she sent word for would work on both of these legendary beings in much the same manner.
A stunned Eyla spoke very calmly and clearly for being in such distress, a testament to her experience as a commander, "Your right. There is nothing to be gained from provoking them but death." Fenris took the lead and she kept her ram at a slow march so as to not overtake him. Her troops were already well ahead of them. We would all be dead if he had not intervened. She took a deep sigh, swallowed her already damaged pride, and spoke, "Thank you sir. May I ask your name?"
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Fenris
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Roleplay posts: 256
Registered: May 5, 2015 12:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Fenris on Jul 22, 2017 16:03:04 GMT -8
He was relieved that they were moving, and was more relieved he did not have to intervene anymore than he had too. As they made their way away from the gargantuan pair he was slightly caught off guard by her question. He could not give his real name, it would be... Complicated if he did. Then again he had been rather careless with it outside of Venland. Regardless he gave her an alias. "Rulf" he told her. "I came north from Valdyrog." he added. Valdyrog was a place to the far north of Norland, it was rare anyone went there, and the people who came from there were strange. There were many stories that said that Valdyrog was a place where the worlds interlapped. However there was a bit of a hint in the name he gave her, though it was common enough amongst the denizens of Venland it was also a known alias of his true name. Regardless they hopefully made it back to the pass without incident.
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Registered: May 9, 2024 14:11:45 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2017 16:35:27 GMT -8
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Eyla Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 26
Physical Description: =====
Wavy red hair frames her sharp poignant features. Her brilliant green eyes seem to glow amongst the contrast of her fiery hair and pale skin. Her deceptively light frame is adorned well with toned muscles.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/VfV80Lc.png
The picture shows her equipment well however, if she on horseback she will (normally) have a lance. Of course she has a full helm as well. Its adorned with the same scroll work as her armor and simple crest of long blue horse hair that flows from the top of her helmet to the small of her back.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 13:19:15 GMT -8
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Post by Eyla Volknir on Jul 22, 2017 17:31:22 GMT -8
"Rulf," she said it out loud to devote it to memory. "Valdyrog?" She chuckled to herself, "One would almost think you're one of the Old Gods, they way you intervened and saved us, your unusual calm through all of this and your homeland." The shock and worry from earlier faded as she talked, "My name is Eyla Volknir. What brought you from your home into these mountains? Surely it wasn't to wake a Jotun?"
With the Giant and Dragon ignoring them for the moment Eyla and her knights had nothing better to do at the moment other than wait for back up, pray to their gods that the situation didn't change, and talk among themselves.
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Fenris
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Roleplay posts: 256
Registered: May 5, 2015 12:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Fenris on Jul 22, 2017 17:48:30 GMT -8
He laughed. "Oh Valdyrog is not as strange as most claim." he told her. "Well I must admit im in shock." he told her. "Perhaps the weight of what has transpired has yet to fall upon me." he suggested. "I am a hunter and explorer among other things... I find myself in the wilds often, and came upon the cavern only to discover an old-one sleeping within... I tried to be friendly but she was not interested, or perhaps I am just not the most diplomatic person." he said with a shrug as he took out a skin and then took a draught from it partaking of some mead.
Soon they would find themselves amidst the men, reinforcements were coming, and Fenris was not sure if it was a good idea to bring such attention up close might provoke the jotun but then again Fenris was not sure how long she had been sleeping or how long she had been there. Regardless he found them making their way back to the knights waiting for Rune-Skaalds and other Knights to arrive.
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Eyla Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 26
Physical Description: =====
Wavy red hair frames her sharp poignant features. Her brilliant green eyes seem to glow amongst the contrast of her fiery hair and pale skin. Her deceptively light frame is adorned well with toned muscles.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/VfV80Lc.png
The picture shows her equipment well however, if she on horseback she will (normally) have a lance. Of course she has a full helm as well. Its adorned with the same scroll work as her armor and simple crest of long blue horse hair that flows from the top of her helmet to the small of her back.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 13:19:15 GMT -8
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Post by Eyla Volknir on Jul 23, 2017 1:19:41 GMT -8
The Knights were huddling together, their mounts as close together as antlers would allow. Their gazes cast toward the giantess and dragon.
Eyla looked at the man, "Accidents happen then." Her gaze drifted to her path, "No common man acts like you when a Wyrm and a Jotun are present. My own men are so scared they would abandon their commander," her displeasure with her knights was readily present. She returned her eyes to Fenris, "Where other men would flee you stayed calm. Only two things lead to that as a person. Experience with things so powerful or complete lack of the fear of death." She narrowed her eyes, "Not to mention that you saved us all." She hadn't mentioned it earlier but she did notice that he took the brunt of the Jotun's rage earlier. "Somehow you stopped it. You stopped the wrath of a Jotun from freezing us all to ice." As she talked she realized that her joking assumption from a moment ago may indeed be correct. Probably not, but between the Jotun and the Wyrm what's an Old-one thrown into the mix? Her eyes held on the man trying to look beyond his appearance.
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Fenris
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Roleplay posts: 256
Registered: May 5, 2015 12:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Fenris on Jul 23, 2017 2:24:28 GMT -8
Fenris looked at her and grimaced. Well he supposed it would be hard for anyone, even him, to hide their true nature in such a situation. He had hoped that she had been distracted by the blizzard earlier and not noticed his gallant little attempt to shield her. He scratched his head. "Or perhaps im just a fool." he said with a dismissive and yet jovial attitude. "Most would merely assume im an arrogant moron, and perhaps they would be right..." he did not want to continue evading it. "But if you do think im an Old-One, perhaps I can take advantage of that." he said making it seem like her believing such a thing would suit him just fine, and not work to her benefit. "Regardless I'm a bit hungry... Is there anything to eat?" he contemplated leaving as soon as possible. He did not need any problems.
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