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 25, 2017 11:21:43 GMT -8
The moss peels away easily, revealing a layer of thick, clear glass. Distorted by the surface, a skull, set in some kind of strange black fluid leers out at you through the hole in the moss. This was once a person. Strange that this thing is covered in glass, however. How did this happen?
Your clothes. Do they feel stiffer? The gentle dripping is suddenly more sinister.
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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 25, 2017 11:57:51 GMT -8
Arya turned around, walking closer to the peeled back moss and inspecting it as well.
"What happened to this person?" she asked, perhaps a bit pointlessly as Lenny probably didn't know. She then looked around at the liquid dripping down from the trees, "What if... this weird liquid did it to them?"
Arya looked around the forest again with a new sense of dread. She had been worried about the giant worm creature up until now, but what if they had to worry about the environment itself as well?
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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 25, 2017 17:26:13 GMT -8
“They almost look like some old drinking buddies of mine I used to know… Hmm, I don’t think it could have been caused by something like that, though. In all my days of drinking I’ve never seen a person end up in that condition.”
Lenny straightened back up, grunting once more as he did so. Damn, his joints were really getting bad in his old age. He needed some more of that fiery stuff from the Midnight Sun just about now. If he found the blasted thing they were looking for, he could get Naoki to make the drink for him personally. Oh, that would be just lovely!
“You think the liquid did it? I don’t know, I drank that moss juice and I’m feeling just fine! A bit stiff maybe, but that’s just me getting old!”
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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 25, 2017 21:31:52 GMT -8
Where are you, anyway? How far from the edge of this region are you? Is the answer to your problems even there if you search? All of these things are, for just a second, irrelevant. A patch of the moss gives way as Arya steps onto it. A segment fully three feet across falls down into a deep pit, filled with more of the clear liquid, almost a foot deep. The hollow is much wider at the bottom, with about three more of the doomed explorers transfixed in their final moments.
Unless she has uncommonly good reflexes, she will slip and fall into the pit, to splash down, utterly soaked in what is presumably liquid glass.
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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 27, 2017 12:56:41 GMT -8
Arya did have uncommonly good reflexes, as it turns out. As the ground began to give way, Arya let out a little yelp in surprise but reacted quickly. She would almost fall into the pit still, before catching herself on the edge of the pit behind her, holding on tightly.
Arya would pull herself back up onto solid ground then, taking a few deep breaths, "That was close..." she said, looking down into the pit and seeing three other explorers there who had fallen in. She then thought a bit more about the liquid and its hidden properties.
"Now that I think about it, my clothes feel a bit stiffer as well... maybe you shouldn't have drunk that liquid, it might be what turned these people into glass.
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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 28, 2017 19:56:56 GMT -8
“Hmm, I wonder if there’s a market for this type of thing in the East… I’ve heard they like some weird stuff over there.”
Lenny was pointedly looking at the various glass coated explorers Arya had accidentally uncovered.
“I do suppose you could be right though, maybe the liquid did cause this to happen to them. But I wouldn’t be too worried about me if I were you! The bartenders always tell me the same thing ‘you shouldn’t drink that’ and the next thing I know, I’m in a street gutter, it’s morning, and I’m right as rain!”
Turning away from the glassed explorers after deciding they’d be too heavy to carry, even if they would have some value on the Eastern market, Lenny pulls out his compass and begins heading in the direction it points.
“If this stuff does end up doing that to people, we probably should get a move on. I’m not worried about myself, but with all that armor on you… Well, it could get a bit dicey for you.”
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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 31, 2017 7:15:59 GMT -8
The sound of droplets falling has grown louder, faster. Frenetic, like the sound of rain. There is wind now, the faintest breeze, but growing ever faster. The trees begin to shift, darker silhouettes in the grey and the green. Something is wrong here. Something beyond the glass. Something beyond the twisted, ruined bodies.
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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 Sept 9, 2017 9:41:17 GMT -8
"You think the armor makes it worse?" she asked hesitantly, looking at herself and the armor she wore. Perhaps it did make things worse for her, with all that liquid glass dripping from up above it could possibly soak through the clothing underneath her armor and be trapped there.
She quickly shook those thoughts from her head for now, she felt dry enough still, "Let's just hurry up and find what we're looking for and get out of here..."
As the surroundings grew more and more sinister she grew more and more uneasy, and soon the liquid glass was no longer at the forefront of her mind.
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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 Sept 16, 2017 7:08:11 GMT -8
As the breeze began to blow, Lenny squinted towards the tree line. Were those people over there? If they were, they certainly didn’t look like normal people to Lenny.
“Hopefully hurrying will be enough. If that stuff hardens on your armor you might be in a bit of a pickle. Onward we go I suppose!”
Whipping out a needle attached to a long syringe, Lenny plunged the needle into his arm. A strange green looking liquid quickly entering his bloodstream from the needle. Ripping the needle out once finished, Lenny threw it away, his body quivering slightly. Arya would no doubt notice his veins standing out and also perhaps the fact his gaze was far sharper than before.
“Ahhh yes, that’s the ticket. This will let me move much faster, perhaps even let me carry you if it comes to that. Of course, if you’d like some for yourself, I’d be more than happy to accommodate.”
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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 Sept 16, 2017 11:42:52 GMT -8
The wind grows stronger by the moment. It roars through the woods, threatening to lift Arya off her feet. The trees are no longer swaying, they are thrashing. Branches reach down, clawing at the party. Is it the wind? Is it some beast, caught in some unimaginable suffering? There is a howling now, a screeching, whistling roar. It begins, but never seems to end. Even yelling at the top of their lungs, speaking over the noise is impossible. The shapes in the twilight loom larger. Shapes, barely recognizable as men, all covered in more of the black moss. As Arya blinks, another appears, mere feet away. Its skull is partially visible through the moss and the glass, the grimace of death leering at her.
And through all of this, the downpour of liquid glass grows more intense. It has begun to harden.
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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 Sept 19, 2017 9:29:13 GMT -8
Arya is understandably alarmed by the sudden and rather violent change in their surroundings. She draws her sword, the blade glowing with a golden light and humming as magic was channeled through the gems embedded near the base of the golden blade.
Arya saw the dark shapes surrounding them in the darkened woods and in the chaos she forgot if they had been there before and she had simply not noticed them or they had gotten closer to her somehow. When she blinked and one appeared much closer to her, however, she realized these things were moving somehow.
"Lenny! Those things aren't dead! Be careful!"
She swung her sword at the one that appeared before her to try and shatter it. Her movements were a bit slowed by the hardening glass but she figured if she kept moving it wouldn't be able to harden completely.
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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 Sept 29, 2017 21:28:13 GMT -8
Although Lenny reacted to the roaring wind, his reaction was one of confusion more than of fear. Looking up and around, Lenny seemed to be trying to discern which direction the wind is coming from.
“WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THIS DAMNED WIND. I HOPE YOU’RE OKAY THOUGH!”
Why was Arya attacking the statues was a question that dawned on Lenny. More importantly, when had a statue even gotten in front of her? Had it moved? Well, on the off chance it was dangerous, Lenny decided he might as well throw in a helping hand.
“WATCH OUT, THIS BOTTLE IS DANGEROUS!”
Reaching into one pocket with his right hand while clutching his cloak so it didn’t blow away with the other, Lenny hurled the potion towards some of the shadowy shapes that were farther away from Arya. Whether it would land near them with the strong gust of wind was another matter. Regardless, once the bottle impacted the ground, a pillar of blue flames would erupt from it, doing considerable damage to nearby terrain or people.
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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 Oct 4, 2017 10:51:27 GMT -8
The sword swings downward, a glittering light in the ever deepening shadows. At the same time, Lenny's bottle flies over her head, caught by the wind. The bottle shatters against a tree. There is a flash of light as the flames blossom and the sword makes impact. Time seems to slow down as, beginning with the tip, the sword shatters. Fissures spread down the blade, widening as new fractures form. They don't stop, continuing down to the hilt, and then to her arm, which fragments into countless glittering shards. The fire only seems to intensify, spreading faster and roaring louder, even as Arya shatters ever more slowly. Each new splinter breaking away slower and slower, revealing only glass beneath her clothes and armor. It shatters in its turn, dissipating into glittering nothingness. The trees have gone, vanishing into the fire. The figures are gone, as suddenly as they appeared. The wind has died, or perhaps it is merely that your ears have gone. Darkness and noise replaced by light and silence. There so little left of you. There is no pain as you vanish, only the flickering fire and the slowly encroaching feeling of nothing.
Arya wakes up some time later, collapsed on the edge of the mossy glade. It is impossible to determine where she arrived, or when. Lenny is gone, presumably at some other place. The breeze whistles by, as if laughing at you. You could have so easily died out there, in the madness and illusions.
Lenny wakes up at the edge of the forest, near where they entered.
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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 Oct 5, 2017 9:02:24 GMT -8
Arya wakes with a start, her breaths quick and shallow in a momentary panic as she awakened. She quickly drew her hands towards herself, feeling the cold armor that covered her limbs and her body, relieved to find that they were still present and not shattered. It was only for a few more moments thereafter that Arya laid there in the slightly dampened yet soft mossy floor before she gathered her thoughts and began to wonder about what had transpired.
She had awakened in an unfamiliar tract of the forest she remembers venturing into, and she remembers the damp, spongy moss she and Lenny had trekked across, yet she could not recall ever falling asleep or losing consciousness.
That reminded her! Where was Lenny? The paladin knew for sure the man was no figment of her imagination, no matter how odd and outlandish he had seemed. Arya quickly got up on shaky legs, looking around the forest,
"Lenny?" she called tentatively at first, receiving no answer but the mocking wind, "Lenny! Where are you?"
Did he continue on without me? she thought, looking at her compass to see which direction it pointed. She called out a few more times and looked around, finding no sign of Lenny. Arya would decide then to follow the compass, hoping that it led the way to Lenny, as she had not the slightest idea of where to start looking for him otherwise.
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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 Oct 6, 2017 20:33:26 GMT -8
The compass leads away from the moss, and further into the heart of the woods. However, the trees begin to thin as ruined buildings begin to jut from the ground. It is impossible to tell what they might once have been. Time and neglect have worked their magic, leaving little more than the occasional stone wall to mark the passing of this city. Here and there, presumably marking what had been a street, there are stone pedestals, cracked and broken by age. All, ruined, save one. Even this one survivor is worn down, edges blunted and corners missing.
On top of this pedestal is a statue. It is humanoid, but not human. It stands fully nine feet tall, and is disproportionately slender, with limbs slightly thinner than Arya's but fully twice as long. Long, slender fingers grasp a spear, if it can be called that. A smoothly tapering rod, ending in a viciously sharp point. Its head is faceless, a smooth plate. Two horns hurve smoothly outward and upward, extending almost two feet to either side of the head. The statue is not made of stone, but a glistening, almost oily green material.
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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 Oct 8, 2017 12:13:23 GMT -8
As Arya wandered through the ruined city now mostly reclaimed by the forest she momentarily wondered what sort of civilization once lived there, though she remained vigilant. She was much more wary of the forest now after losing Lenny seemingly out of nowhere with no explanation.
She followed the compass until she reached the strange green statue. She would pause in her path, inspecting the statue before cautiously approaching it. She had a thought for a moment that perhaps this statue could be made of the sort of rock she was searching for here in these woods with her compass.
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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 Oct 8, 2017 12:24:33 GMT -8
The statue moves in response. The motions are jittery and unstable, and the thing seems to lack joints, but still it moves. A static riddled voice emanates from where the face might once have been, chittering away in some strange tongue. Its motions are not violent. It keeps its spear pointed to the sky as it steps off its pedestal, and takes a knee. Smoothly, it offers her its spear, raising the weapon parallel to the ground on palms facing the sky. At the same time, its head nearly touches the ground.
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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 Oct 8, 2017 16:38:56 GMT -8
Arya seems puzzled by the statue's movements following her initial surprised that the thing moved at all. She quietly reprimands herself afterwards, though.
Of course the strange statue is actually alive...
At the offered spear Arya is initially hesitant but in the end steps forward to receive the 'gift'.
"Uhm... thank you," she says, not knowing for sure if the statue could understand her.
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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 Oct 10, 2017 9:15:39 GMT -8
The spear is surprisingly light, considering its length. Its surface is smooth, and clings oddly to arya's hands. It's a good feeling. The statue quietly crouches next to Arya, and places a hand on her shoulder. It points with one hand and gently pushes, turning her body in that direction with the other. It is pointing almost perpendicular to her current path, away from the buildings which loom taller in the distance. Its voice is even more broken now, an unstable metallic chatter. However, this time the words sound almost recognizable. She might pick out a word or two.
"...ment...haz...reach...uate..."
The voice trails off as the statue slumps. Whatever animated it before is gone now.
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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 Oct 11, 2017 10:44:25 GMT -8
Arya peers in the direction the statue pointed, still holding the spear. What was the statue trying to point out to her? She didn't see anything yet. The words it said were also rather useless for the most part, she was only able to make out a few... "reach" and "haz".
She thought more of the others words too, "ment" sounded like the end of some other word and "uate" was a little more difficult. Perhaps the statue meant "late" or some similar word? She didn't know for sure.
Arya figured the statue was warning her of something, though. Why else would it give her the spear? Perhaps she would need it to defend herself from something, something only the strange spear could kill. Arya would start moving in the direction the statue pointed, cautiously watching her surroundings.
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