Layla Rashmi
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Roleplay posts: 54
Physical Description: An attractive woman, apparently in her middle thirties, with deep midnight blue eyes and thick, black hair that falls past her hips in a silken curtain. Almost reaching five feet tall, she has a strong, muscular frame and generous curves obvious even strapped down beneath plate armor. Her skin is smooth and pale like a porcelain doll, though she pinkens in the sun and freckles in the summer.
Her voice is a smoky contralto, calling to mind whispers in the night in its pitch and timbre regardless of the volume. She speaks with a rough accent, strongly implying a lowborn lineage and street education. The glint of razors strapped to her boots reinforces the image, despite her pleasant smile.
Braided into her hair so that it hangs below and just behind her left ear, and held in place with a column of deep blue beads, is a long feather, coal black on the back and banded black-and-white on the underside.
She walks with a choreographed grace, as though every step were a dance to music only she can hear, the jingling and clanking of her armor, spurs, and/or jewelry often playing audible percussion accompaniment.
Up close, one might notice the scent of the deep forest on her: leaves, rain, good soil, and wild roses. Beneath and behind, though not quite concealed by it, is the lingering smell of sweat, smoke, and blood.
Clothes and Equipment:
When out and about, Layla is most often seen in plate armor with a long, white, high-collared coat over it. Slung low on her left hip is a pair of massive hand-and-a-half swords, clearly a matching set, one with a guard and pommel in steel grey, the other trimmed in gold. On her right hip hangs a heavy steel warhammer.
Registered: Jul 18, 2017 19:59:46 GMT -8
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Post by Layla Rashmi on Sept 2, 2017 14:31:13 GMT -8
“No… no, that will never do. It is too close to my title. I am the Shedder of Titles.” Layla gave a stern nod, holding Thalric’s gaze. Then she made a valiant effort to maintain a straight face, then failed utterly and burst out laughing again. She did at least get all through the statement before breaking, though.
“Tell you what. If you wander by the town hall tomorrow, I will send word they should expect you. If you was considerin’ the watch, that would be the place to start. If nothin’ else, it is the place to find out. Things is all just gettin’ set up an’ organized still, really, so I am sure they could use a hand on it.”
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 18, 2017 23:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by -Deleted- on Sept 2, 2017 14:42:32 GMT -8
"I'll admit I haven't taken too close a look at the local guard yet, so I might end up surprised. That's.. good, and true. I'd like to think, anyway.." Circe nodded again. "This is more her circus than mine, honestly, and I don't have much interest in.. 'retaking' anything. Maintaining the divide between the people here and whatever's out in the jungle is something I'd like to see done, however. At least enough that they won't have something happen if they wander a little ways out."
She looked between the two, her helm masking her expression. After a moment she let out a low sigh, shaking her head at Layla's proclamation.
"I guess checking with them might work best for now."
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Thalric Dale, Paladin
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Roleplay posts: 60
Age: 37
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One would think that the tall fellow, some inches over six feet in height, would be intimidating. The scars on his face, the blinded left eye, the battered full plate armor and beaten shield. He has a warrior's physique, though he does not have the hulking mass one would attribute to paragons of battle.
The gentle smile wipes any doubts away.
Thalric moves with militant readiness, those habits deep in his bones. His coal black hair and sky blue eye mark his as a commoner, though he has long since lost the lower-class accent to something middling, bridging the gap between merchant elite and nobility.
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Clothes and Equipment: Blessed Longsword // Holy sword
Enchanted Plate Armor and Steel Shield // Improved sturdiness and resilience against weapons
Enchanted Dire Wolf Cloak // Grants protection (not immunity) from the cold
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Player's online availability : Mornings, mostly. Early afternoons.
Registered: Aug 30, 2017 12:21:32 GMT -8
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Post by Thalric Dale, Paladin on Sept 2, 2017 14:49:19 GMT -8
"Then I'll spare you further headaches, Miss Circe, and be on my way. This one no doubt has enough to keep you busy," he said gently, smiling still as he offered both of them a proper, militant half bow and regarding them both. "The honor was mine."
He shrugged the pack much better onto his shoulders and gently made his way through the tumultuous crowd so he could ask someone proper for lodgings, leaving Circe and Layla to their own matters.
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 18, 2017 23:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by -Deleted- on Sept 2, 2017 14:57:57 GMT -8
"Be well, then." Circe simply offered a polite, if slightly awkward wave toward the man as he gathered his things and left. "Sorry I couldn't be of more help right now.. Maybe once I've got things better figured out myself." She exhaled another sigh, looking back around the room.
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