The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Jul 22, 2017 12:06:25 GMT -8
Past the trodden paths, beyond the domain of hunters and loggers, further in than many dare venture, the forest becomes dangerous. Tales of walking trees and spiders the size of horses refer to this place, unseen by human eyes. They call it… The Deep Wood.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 1, 2017 12:45:28 GMT -8
Arya and Lenny Labree would follow their compasses all the way across the lands, eventually finding their way to the entrance of The Deep Wood. Arya would look up at the spooky canopy of trees, and the darkened path that led in further into the forest, "Well, this seems like the place, are you ready Lenny?" she asked, turning to her companion then, who she was quite sure was standing beside her.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 3, 2017 16:34:08 GMT -8
Lenny was indeed standing beside Arya as she turned to face him, a flask in his hand. This was about the fourth flask he had gone through while they had been traveling to this forest. Draining the last drop from the container and letting out a slightly disappointed sounding sigh, Lenny slid the empty flask back into his cloak.
“Yes, I think I’m about as ready as I’ll ever be for this forest. I’ve had enough drinks that I think this forest will start looking a bit livelier to me now. I suspect you’re better in the wilderness than I am, so you should probably take the lead. As they say, ladies first!”
The rather depressing woods that they were about to enter didn’t seem to have put a damper on Lenny’s cheerful mood. If anything, he had been getting increasingly more energetic as they got closer and closer to their destination, an effect of his drinks most likely.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 5, 2017 11:39:01 GMT -8
"Alright let's go then," Arya said. She paused for a second then, however. These woods would likely be quite dangerous and she wasn't wearing a helm at the moment. She tied her hair up then, before holding her hands together and beginning to pray, at least that what it looked like.
A few moments into her murmured prayer, however, a brilliant golden light began to shine around her head, bright golden lights outlining the form of a helm and linking together. Soon, the space in between these lines filled, forming an open faced helm with white plating and black trimming, like the rest of her armor.
With the proper head protection, Arya would now begin venturing farther into the woods with Lenny, her eyes on a swivel and her hand ready to draw her golden sword in a moment's notice.
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Aug 6, 2017 18:29:09 GMT -8
As Arya and Lenny make their way into the forest, they would find it at first to be somewhat pleasant. Beams of sunlight shine through openings in the canopy. Sounds of the woods abound; for such a place, it seems noisy. The pair would happen across a little trickle of a stream and have no difficulty in stepping over. Similar small obstacles would bar their path but none so mighty as to cause a delay or include any significant danger. Then, in the distance, a sound. Thump. Thump-th-thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Th-thump. Footsteps. Footsteps of something large, something with enough weight to cast pebbles into the air and set Lenny’s vials clinking together as it approaches. And it approaches quickly- fast enough to be upon them before the pair would be able to do very much. From between two trees, it comes, stomping its feet. A huge- a monstrous creature that towers nearly as tall as the trees around it, heads bobbing around branches as it leers at the pair. Part viper, part… Monster. One could conceivably call it a hydra of sorts. It stands mightily tall, Arya could walk through its legs without touching it. It seems to have a thick hide to it as a rhinoceros might if either have ever happened across one. Standing there in a small clearing, all of its heads are focused on Arya and Lenny- the prey. Tongues flick and slither as it sizes them up before the top head bears its fangs and hisses, spraying some liquid toward them.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 7, 2017 18:26:20 GMT -8
Lenny didn’t seem to take much mind of Arya conjuring herself a helmet, his attention diverted on the forest they were about to enter. Once the paladin had prepared herself, Lenny followed her lead as she walked into the woods. He wore a wide smile as he followed along behind her, all of his movements exaggerated, arms swinging back and forth as he almost skipped along behind her. Arya might notice Lenny seemed to be constantly sniffing at the air, almost like what a hunting dog might do.
The initially pleasant walk through the forest was interrupted by the large monster that appeared. It wasn’t something that Lenny specifically recognized, but he had heard rumors of creatures of a similar type to it before. What an interesting encounter!
“Well, it doesn’t look very friendly, but we shouldn’t judge it by appearances alone. Watch out for whatever it’s spraying out of its mouth though!”
The balding man nimbly ran over to a nearby tree to take cover from the liquid the creature spat out of its mouth. As soon as the ranged attack appeared to be over, however, Lenny was running over to study the ground where the liquid had landed. He seemed keen to investigate the substance despite the danger the creature might pose.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 8, 2017 7:31:57 GMT -8
Arya had been quite surprised by how peaceful and rather mundane the forest seemed like for the beginning of their walk through it. For such an apparently dangerous stretch of woods, this place sure seemed to be quite tame, perhaps the stories told about it were exaggerated?
It was then that they heard the thumping of something approaching, something large. Arya drew her sword then, the blade singing as it slid out of it's sheath. The creature was upon them quicker than Arya thought it would be though, and she paused for a second to look at the creature as it emerged from behind two trees.
Whatever it was, it certainly didn't look too friendly to Arya either. Arya would turn and run as fast as she could as well to take cover behind a tree across from the one Lenny took cover behind. As the giant viper hydra thing sprayed a liquid at them Arya would take the opportunity to gather mana from the gems embedded in her sword, the blade glistening with a golden sheen along with the surface of her armor as she did so.
She peeked out from behind the tree to see Lenny had walked out to inspect the liquid it had sprayed on the ground, right in front of the damn thing, "Lenny! Watch out that thing probably wants to eat us!" Arya stepped out from behind the tree, raising her sword in a guard and getting ready for it to attack them again. The guard was completely useless when fighting against a large creature such as this one, where the only way of defending against its attacks was to simply dodge them, but it was a force of habit for Arya at this point.
((200th post yay))
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Aug 8, 2017 13:59:49 GMT -8
In hindsight, the thing that stands out the most is the utter silence of the event. There is a flicker of motion, and the earth explodes beneath the hydra, jaws as large as its body bursting up from beneath and sinking teeth deeply into its sides. It thrashes and struggles in the creature's grasp but does so in vain, as the beast is swallowed whole. The compass in the party's possession reacts strangely to the appearance of this creature, pulling in the direction of it strongly enough to be felt. In fact, a strange, glittering gemstone flickers, set in the monster's head.
The huge worm emerges further from the ground, before sliding back beneath the earth, leaving no sign that either it or its prey were ever there at all.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 10, 2017 21:25:58 GMT -8
Lenny turns his attention away from the venom and towards the creature as Arya yells at him, only to witness it get swallowed whole and vanish into the ground right before his eyes. Scratching his head with a look of mild confusion on his face, Lenny turns to Arya, offering a half shrug.
“Well, I’m not sure what the hell that thing was, but it sure caused my compass to go crazy. If that gem on its head is what we’re looking for… Well, I hope we can get it from something else besides that monstrosity. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I could really put a dent in something that big, not without a lot of preparation at least.”
Walking over to Arya with an almost too casual air about him, he looked the paladin up and down, presumably making sure she wasn’t injured. Raising his compass up so both of them could get a good look at it, he motioned in the direction it pointed.
“I guess we just keep walking in the direction the compass points? You’re unharmed from the attack I hope? I have some wonderful drinks with medicinal properties about them, so let me know if you need any my dear.”
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
***
Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 14, 2017 10:35:18 GMT -8
Arya watches the giant worm eat the hydra-like creature, a rather dumbfounded look crossing over her features with her mouth slightly agape as the creature burrows back into the ground. She was so caught off guard that she had only noticed she was still standing in the same position, ready to fight the Hydra creature several seconds after it had disappeared beneath the ground, devoured by the giant worm creature.
Arya lowered her sword and looked at Lenny who spoke to her just a few moments later, his voice seemed too casual for what just happened, and she had a bit of trouble of forming a response to his oddly casual mannerisms at the moment, "Uh... yeah, I'm fine," she looked down at her compass then, sheathing her sword as she did so.
"Let's keep going then, I guess."
She would lead the way again, following the compass. She paid close attention to the forest around her, as well as the ground beneath her, just waiting for a giant worm to pop out from beneath them and swallow them whole.
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Aug 17, 2017 19:35:45 GMT -8
As they progress deeper into the woods, the traveling becomes easier, the underbrush giving way. Odd how dark it's getting, though. The trees loom taller, branches stretching out wider, to cast ever darker shade. The plantlife becomes more and more bizzare. Eventually, they come to a vast sea of moss. It's a particularly unusual sight. A sea of black moss stretches as far as the eye can see. It creeps up the trunks of the trees and covers the ground in a thick carpet. It might be possible to go around the moss, but there is no readily available path around, and it will take time.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 19, 2017 10:57:37 GMT -8
Lenny didn’t seem too bothered by how dark it was getting as they traveled deeper and deeper into the woods, but the vast sea of moss did seem to peak his interest. Approaching it with a hint of caution, Lenny leans over slightly so his nose is right above it, taking a sniff at the odd looking moss.
“Well, this is a rather odd sight… I’ve never seen this type of moss before nor have I seen this much regular moss in one place at once. You think this stuff is dangerous or…? I need a bit of a pick-me-up, so I’ll leave the decision of what to do next up to you. I don’t know much about the wilderness, so you tell me if you think this stuff looks safe to walk across or not.”
Reaching into one of countless cloak pockets, Lenny pulls forth a needle, stabbing it into his arm in a rather reckless manner. Letting out a sigh as whatever was in the needle enters his bloodstream, Lenny slumps down by a tree with a look of contentment on his face.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
***
Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 19, 2017 13:35:56 GMT -8
Arya paused, stopping in her tracks as they came upon the field of dark moss. She eyed it critically, looking down at her compass to check if they were heading in the right direction. Something didn't seem right about the moss, what if that giant worm creature popped up again from underneath it? Or even some other similarly terrible creature? Arya contemplated on what their next move should be, turning towards Lenny to perhaps come up with their next course of action together.
As Arya turned around, however, she found herself disappointed. Arya sighed, turning back around, "We will just walk through it. It would take too much time to go around..." she said, placing one armored foot carefully on the moss to see if it held her weight before walking forward carefully.
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Aug 20, 2017 7:09:07 GMT -8
There is a faint squelching as she steps onto the moss. A thin, clear fluid is being excreted by the plant. It's both odorless and significantly thinner than water. What a strange occurrence. Other than this, the moss seems totally unremarkable. The sea of moss stretches on as they walk. There is the occasional drip as more of the liquid falls from the trees, but no sound outside of that.
How odd. Before, it was possible to see the occasional animal, or to hear the song of the birds. The trees grow taller. The sky grows darker. The silence looms.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 20, 2017 11:06:24 GMT -8
Standing up with a shrug, Lenny followed after her. At first, he follows her exact path, but it doesn’t take long until he begins stomping on the moss, perhaps trying to see how much of the liquid can be extracted from the plant with this method. Once a decent amount of the liquid has been excreted from the plant, Lenny leans over, coating the tip of his finger in the liquid.
“Hmm, I wonder if this stuff has a taste. I’m feeling a bit thirsty and water won’t cut it… Eh, why not.”
Without any hesitation, he sticks the coated finger in his mouth, sucking it dry of the liquid.
“This moss doesn’t seem too hard to walk on or like it’ll cave in on us. It is odd how quiet it is around here though. Why aren’t there any animals around or anything? I don’t even hear any birds…”
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
***
Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 21, 2017 19:12:34 GMT -8
"Eh, I wouldn't taste it if I were you, it might get you sick..." Arya said, while navigating along the moss. Of course, Lenny tasted the strange liquid anyway, she wasn't going to stop him though.
Arya would continue walking forward, a hand resting on the pommel of her sword, the cool touch of metal reassuring to her. She felt considerably more uneasy about their surroundings than Lenny did, feeling as though something would attack them at any moment.
"I don't know... maybe no animals come out into the field of moss normally, it doesn't seem like there is much for them out here anyways..."
Or maybe there was some beast out here that the animals simply stayed away from, Arya would be lying if that thought didn't cross her mind. Arya checked her compass then, glancing down at it to make sure they were still heading in the right direction.
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Aug 22, 2017 7:25:54 GMT -8
The compass arrow points them straight ahead, along the path they were taking.
Lenny drinks the liquid, but it doesn't seem to give him any reaction, outside of making him even more flatulent than usual. As the group progresses, the moss creeps higher and higher, eventually spreading top the branches overhead, and hanging down in long sheets. The strange fluid continuously drips down from above. It seeps through clothes, and coats the skin.
It's not until an hour later, and several miles into this strange environment, that they find a cluster of humanoid shapes, standing in the middle of a particularly dense patch of the moss. They are totally obscured by the thick carpet, which has grown over them.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 23, 2017 8:50:46 GMT -8
“Meh, this doesn’t taste very interesting. I was hoping for a unique flavor from it… Oh well!”
Changing from his walk, Lenny begins skipping after Arya this time, humming the tune of a song that most likely originated from a tavern. His boots made a rather uncomfortable squishing sound as they repeatedly hit the moss with a fair bit of force due to his skipping.
“Damn, this place is kinda depressing. I should have purchased more bottles for this journey! I do have a few flask left though, you need a drink by any chan-! What in tarnation is that thing!?”
Lenny motioned wildly with his hand towards the cluster of humanoid shapes, taking a drink from his flask with his other hand simultaneously.
“You don’t think they might have been explorers like us, do you..?”
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Aug 24, 2017 14:06:32 GMT -8
Arya paused in her steps as they approached the moss covered humanoid shape. Whatever they were, they were unsettling and Arya didn't really want to stand around too long staring at them.
"Who knows what they were... We should just continue on and get this over with," Arya said, before hurrying forward past the statues, following her compass.
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Lenny Labree
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 43
Physical Description: A rather overweight balding man who going by appearances, one might think is in his late 50s to 60s, despite actually being 43. His eyes are a yellowish color and his skin is rather tanned from time spent outside. He appears to have had a rough life but despite this, usually wears a wide smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a rather large tan trenchcoat filled with many pockets, most filled with flask. He has a pair of spectacles he’ll occasionally wear for certain task. He carries around a wooden walking stick of some kind, with metal bands that have runes in them reinforcing it.
Registered: Nov 12, 2015 7:38:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lenny Labree on Aug 24, 2017 19:21:24 GMT -8
“Hold up a second, I want to get a look at what’s under that moss there…”
Shuffling over towards the moss covered lumps, Lenny lets out a loud belch as he tucks his flask back away in his coat. Bending over with a grunt and some grumbling about his back, Lenny begins to peel off the moss on the humanoid shapes, letting out a yawn as he does so.
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