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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Sept 5, 2017 20:07:13 GMT -8
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 6, 2017 8:33:46 GMT -8
Resting under a tree, Riley had his hands behind his head and his eyes clothes. The cool wind blew over his face and ruffled his hair. Next to him was a tiny movement in the grass as Cheesecake rolled around for fun. Riley opened his eyes and looked over the field with a sigh. It was peaceful. He missed being able to just relax, but sadly his mind started to meander towards his past. Flashes of an elf woman and a halfling man filled his vision, as well as the men who killed them.
Whatever semblance of a smile he had faded as he leaned forward and rested his arms on his bent legs. Cheesecake stopped rolling and looked up to him with curious eyes. She chirped and floated up to his head. Riley let out a small smile as she hugged his face. He plucked her from his chin and plopped her on his shoulder where she chirped again and nuzzled the side of his head.
"Sorry, just thinking about something in the past." Riley said as he sighed his feelings away. He looked over the fields again as another breeze moved through the area.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 12:07:04 GMT -8
Durgash continued on his travels, occasionally watching the horizon carefully for animals, for his food supplies were running rather low. As he walked, he stumbled upon this vast, golden plain. Eyeing through the few trees that grew here, in the fading daylight he was easily able to spot Riley Fletcher and his companion. His pace quickened, and he shouted: "Hey! Who there!?" Readying his battleaxe, he rushed towards the unidentified figures.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 11, 2017 12:16:43 GMT -8
As Durgash called out to Riley, he turned around only to see a large green orc charging towards him. Wasn't expecting that, he thought to himself.
Quickly, Riley juked to the left to avoid the orc's axe attack, rolling back once and grabbing the scythe from his back. Cheesecake landed on Riley's head and drew a sword from seemingly nowhere.
"Who're you? What do you want?" Riley asked while remaining on his guard. His scythe was angled so the blade was on his left side, above both the orc and him and ready to be slammed down at a moment's notice.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 12:24:23 GMT -8
"Durgash not attacking human!" Durgash shouted, seeing Riley's drastic reaction. He paused for a moment, then answered the question directed to him. "Me Durgash. Durgash need hunt! You see animal? Durgash like hard, tasty boar meat roasted on fire!!!" Durgash shouted. "Durgash not have much food. Durgash exile from clan!!!" "Human help hunt with Durgash? Durgash very good hunter! Durgash also STRONG! BIG ORC!!!"
Then, his attention was directed to the Cheesecake, Riley's fairy companion. "Human! Watch out! You have bug!" Durgash said, honestly thinking the fairy a threat to Riley.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 11, 2017 12:28:14 GMT -8
Riley stared at him in confusion. Food? Exiled from his clan? It was unusual for Riley to see an orc alone so the creature's word didn't fall on deaf ears.
While Cheesecake stuck her tongue out at Durgash's insult, Riley scrounged through his backpack and produced beef jerky.
"I don't know about any boars in the area but I got this..." He said, holding out his hand to offer the food to Durgash. "It's yours if you want. Cheesecake can just find more....somehow. And don't worry, she's not a bug- she's just a fairy."
Cheesecake chirped in shock, stomping Riley's head. Riley rolled his eyes.
"Yes, just a fairy, as opposed to an archfey or something. C'mon, Cheese, let it go."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 12:40:07 GMT -8
Durgash thanked him. "Ah! You very good human! Much thanking you." He said as he took the beef jerky. He then put it in his mouth and started to chew on it. "Yes, good food..." "If no animals here, then where? Human know?" He asked and started to think about something. "We can make fire, so big and strong like Durgash! Then, Durgash can tell story." Durgash offered, thinking it would be as good a reward as any for the good gesture showed by Riley. "Yes, Durgash will gather wood. Durgash strong, trees fall like... flies!" Durgash shouted once again, looking at Cheesecake when he said the final word.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 11, 2017 12:45:27 GMT -8
"I guess I could relax here a little more. One sec, I'll get the firewood."
Cheesecake floated off Riley's head and put away her sword. Meanwhile, Riley walked over to the tree he was laying against and held his scythe up like he was preparing to strike. With a grunt, Riley slashed the air in front of him and let the blade plant into the ground on his right side. Seconds later the tree top slid off its trunk at a diagonal- where it was cut- and crashed to the ground. Putting the scythe on his back, Riley pulled a smaller hatchet from his backpack and began chopping smaller pieces off the fallen tree, which he then chucked to Cheesecake. Despite the size difference, Cheesecake managed to grab each piece and craft a bonfire out of the wood.
"So what's your story, Durgash? By the way, I'm Riley and this is Cheesecake." Riley said as he worked. Cheesecake chirped happily at her name as she built the bonfire.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 12:59:06 GMT -8
Perhaps a battleaxe wasn't the best tool to cut wood, but regardless, Durgash started swinging his battleaxe against the trees. With a mighty thud, they all fell. Soon, there were only trunks as far as the eye can see. "Durgash bring big wood! Wood log!!!" Durgash said as he brought the logs to Riley to cut into small pieces. Soon, they both sat in front of the fire. "Yes, yes. Hello Raaylee! And hello Cheeeese.. cake." Durgash greeted them as he begun to tell his story. "In the far lands, so far that Durgash not remember how far... There was village, so full of orcs! Everywhere! That's where Durgash was born. Durgash parent knew that Durgash will be strong and big orc! One day, Durgash joined orc clan! Bloody Hands clan. Much fighting, much looting! Against elvins! Stupid elvins. And goblins. Puny creatures. But then, Bloody Hands clan Warchief died! It was Burguk Warchief. Killed by stupid elvins!" For a moment, Durgash looks as if he was about to explode with rage. "Was very sad moment. Soon, new Warchief was here, but... Warchief was bad! Weak, not good leader of orcs! He was: Wurrzag. Such stupid! I was Bloody Hands Grunt, but I no want stupid Warchief! I go to Wurrzag, I say he is weak! In normal, orcs would say like this: 'No! You weak! Me kill you!' But no! Wurrzag said: 'You aretraitor, Durgash! Kill Durgash!' Then, orcs attacked me! And Azhog, friend Wurrzag hit me with strong club! There were many orcs, Durgash had to run! Now Durgash must kill Wurrzag and save Bloody Hands orcs!" He says nothing more, ending his story and waiting for Riley's reaction.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 11, 2017 13:55:31 GMT -8
Riley listened as best he could to Durgash's story. It reminded him of his own backstory, strangely enough. Being labeled as a traitor and cast out by their leader....it was too close to home. Coupled with his reminiscing on lost friends and family during that time, it turned Riley's attitude morose.
"I....well, I'm sorry to hear that, Durgash." He said sincerely, "I'm sure you won't believe me but I know where you're coming from. I've been in similar situations too."
Cheesecake, who had been sitting on Riley's head eating a piece of jerky, chirped suddenly. Riley nodded.
"That's true, they sounded like a bunch of jerks anyway. Probably best you were exiled rather than killed, at least you can find people that actually deserve you."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 14:01:20 GMT -8
Durgash seemed happier. "Yes, human says truth! Durgash will find greatest warriors, not weaklings like Wurrzag! Durgash heard of Herro Clan in southlands. Durgash going there, humans say Durgash can join clan. Training with human weapons! Make Durgash strong, Durgash kill Wurrzag!" Durgash shouted merrily.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Sept 11, 2017 14:12:31 GMT -8
"Hero clan?" Riley asked, never hearing of it. Almost immediately Cheesecake jumped up and chirped excitedly. Zooming back and forth like a dragonfly in front of Riley, she let off a cacophony of tweets and squeaks as she eagerly spoke to him. Eventually Riley batted her away and sighed.
"Alright, alright, we'll check it out....Durgash, can we come with you to this clan? Cheesecake wants to see it, she's a sucker for fairy tales....appropriately enough."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 14:25:39 GMT -8
"Yes! Riley come with Durgash. Will be fun! Can hunt monsters! Come, human! We must go south, very, very far." Durgash said, standing up. He packed some firewood to his bag, just in case and prepared for the journey to Aozora.
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Reese Cresno
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Physical Description: Reese is a very skeletal man, albeit one dressed to impress. He has a very wide grin, as would be expected of a person whose face lacks a skin. His bones are well-polished indeed, sometimes catching and reflecting a bit of light. This is possibly achieved with a bit of glaze, as normal skeletons are rather dull and lackluster.
Clothes and Equipment: Reese is always dressed in an immaculate suit, complete with a fine ironwood walking stick. A small chain hangs out of a jacket pocket. Were one to yank it out, they would find an elaborate medallion bearing a single, glowing, silver-etched eye.
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 11:48:35 GMT -8
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Post by Reese Cresno on Oct 18, 2017 13:36:47 GMT -8
Thrum. The deep sound echoes over the hills, a ripple of flattening grass following close behind. For the briefest of moments, there was complete silence as birds, insects, and frogs all ceased their song. Mother Nature herself seemed to be holding her breath as if waiting in hushed anticipation for some great earthquake or hellish beast.
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A glowing beam of light pierces the night, shining towards the heavens.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 23, 2017 22:48:07 GMT -8
[Enter from The Black Tower] The moon is nowhere to be found as Empress Naoki rides Haru over the Amberhills, but its light is not missed. Instead, the gross luminescence of an enormous beam of light stretches infinitely skyward, casting light across the hills for miles around. The beam is a product of a ritual conducted at The Black Tower, and its location marks the position of the fourth Gem of Croeria, that which is said to have power over Air. In one hand Empress Naoki holds a golden scepter, long and straight. On its length can be found the other three Gems of Croeria, those related to Fire, Water, and Earth. Uncharacteristically, Lady Naoki is clad in a suit of armor, ears to toes. For the first time perhaps ever, none of her skin is exposed, not even so much as an ankle. Despite this, the armor does little to conceal her identity. Aside from the fact that the helmet has allowances for soft little ears and there’s a scale-armored tail, the armor is every bit as shapely and elegant as its wearer, featuring the Isran crest prominently on the front and “Naoki” beautifully inscribed on each shoulder pad. Glowing yellow gemstones embedded throughout do well to lend favorable lighting and hint toward additional features. On this fateful evening, Naoki is feeling nothing if not apprehensive. This is the first time since moving to The Free City that she’s gone beyond the borders of Isra into unclaimed, uncharted territory. There is some comfort to be found in that Grandma is somewhere close, as well as in the absurdly powerful weapon she carries, but not enough to keep her from fidgeting. “ Circle around it,” she whispers to Haru. Peering down past one leg, Naoki sees… Grass. Hills. A tree. That is to say, nothing. 'Nothing' is simultaneously precisely what she’d like to see and entirely unsatisfying. It feels as if there should be something, but she doesn't want there to be because that would become an Issue. Shifting, she turns to look in the other direction, outward, into the darkness. Figuring it best to waste no time, she begins to reach out over the separating miles to those individuals who sit idle, awaiting her instructions.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Oct 24, 2017 11:02:51 GMT -8
[Enter from The Black Tower]
Although not directly behind Naoki, it didn’t take long for the cloud of mist to arrive at the Amber Hills. If not for the immense amount of light from the ritual, the gray cloud would be almost indiscernible in the night. Very soon, more allies would arrive, but for now, it was up to Grandma to keep an eye out on Naoki’s surroundings.
The mist shifted its shape, changing from an amorphous cloud of mist to something that almost resembled a humanoid. Tiny lines etched themselves into the figure and anyone close enough to it might notice a faint glow emanating from them.
While Naoki investigated the ground for signs of why the ritual had brought them here, Grandma stayed hovering in the sky high above, scanning the area for anything out of the ordinary. What they were doing here, it was something well out of Naoki’s comfort zone… For now at least. With how quickly she picked up on things Grandma wagered that wouldn’t be the case for long.
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Oct 24, 2017 15:09:18 GMT -8
Megan Zachurr was wandering the area on her ever-diligent quest to locate the Unholy Grail, with her staff Eulux in hand. Eulux had been starting to pull Megan toward the Amberhills when she was walking around Land-Tiller's Expanse. As part of her mission as a hero, she must always follow there here staff lead her to discover the magical wonders of the world and hopefully one day that Evil Cup. She had no idea what she was being pulled toward, but it must be something great as she notices the beacon lighting up the sky. "Blimey! This will be a good story!" She said allowed, she couldn't stop to considering continuing as Eulux aggressively pulled her along like an energetic dog. Unless she encountered resistence, she would be able to find whatever it was the divine staff detected. With the big light show Megan was prepared for a gathering, luckily she would have a head start. She'd very likely cross paths with the Empress and Grandma ( Raulio Fletcher may or may not be with her, up to him. Either way Megan will tell him about it so he can write a poem about it or something)
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Torrin Delmirev
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 31
Physical Description: This silvery dragonborn is truly massive to behold, at nearly eight feet tall with bulging muscles and some well-groomed scales. He keeps his teeth shiny white, and polishes his scales regularly. He usually smells of mint, and is completely cold to the touch.
Clothes and Equipment: Torrin keeps his armor as clean as his scales, and it is even a matching grey color. His armor is thick and heavy, limiting his speed in running, but making him all but impervious to most weaponry. He wields a fairly wicked looking sword, both ceremonial and functional amongst his people, as well as shield emblazoned with a silver dragon on it in honor of his ancestors.
Registered: Feb 17, 2017 16:12:58 GMT -8
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Post by Torrin Delmirev on Oct 25, 2017 8:56:24 GMT -8
Torrin and his roughly two dozen Sentinels had been awaiting the alert in their barracks for most of the day, repairing armor and honing weapons in preparation. When the summons came in, they were at the teleportation circle within moments, sent to the Amberhills only a few meters away from where Empress Naoki is. Burnished burgundy plate with gold trim and polished to an immaculate level was all that could be seen of the Sentinels. Each one of them fully armored and nearly indistinguishable from his or her fellows. They all seemed to be at least a foot taller than a human, and significantly heavier. Torrin saluted as he saw the Empress, his Sentinels standing at attention behind him. "Awaiting your orders Empress."
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Knight-Captain Calgary
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 24
Physical Description: A fitting description is tall, dark, and handsome. He is tall, coming in at about 6'4" and weighing 225lbs, he is one if the largest Dawn Riders. He has brown eyes, and keeps his black hair close to his scalp.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a full set of heavy plate armor, as does his Griffin. He wields a large shield and a larger maul. No ranged weapons of any sort, though he does have an Isran banner flying off the back of his Griffin
Registered: May 12, 2016 9:42:25 GMT -8
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Post by Knight-Captain Calgary on Oct 25, 2017 9:04:23 GMT -8
The Dawn Riders 1st Company appeared mere moments after the Sentinels, led by their gallant and inspiring Commodore. The veterans took off into the air almost immediately upon appearing, quickly gaining height to enable a commanding view of the area. The Riders maintained a holding pattern as they awaited further instructions as to their mission here.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Oct 26, 2017 13:46:26 GMT -8
Lamina felt that strange sensation for the third time in her life... a feeling of her body disappearing, a sort of rush, and total disorientation as she found herself warped away to a new location. The cool night air of the open field touched her face and blew through her hair, and the light of the room she was in had vanished, leaving her eyes to adjust to the singular beam that was visible in the distance. Slowly, she began moving towards the light.
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