Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 19, 2017 21:46:47 GMT -8
Keph's look however barely changed! The young man knew she wanted his delicious rabbit... he could see it in her eyes! While he considered just pouncing her and then making a run for it that would risk him dropping the rabbit; maybe this thieving barbarian could be negotiated with? Yes, it was best for the rabbit that he try and talk her out of attempting to take his meal, or at least distract her while he slowly nibbled at it.
Keph squinted and rolled his eyes in an exaggerated manner that was impossible to miss. What was she? Stupid? Of course he couldn't talk, who would have a notebook and writing utensils so easily at hand if they COULD talk? Yet, even after this clear display of lack of amusement with Lamina's question and his fairly aggressive thoughts he quickly returned to his far more innocent, bewildered look.
"Of course Keph cannot talk and he walked down the tunnels. How else would he get here?" He produced yet another note for Lamina to read, the young man had a surprising talent when it came to penmanship. Now, two things were clear from this note: the first is that Keph found the answers to Lamina's questions so obvious that she deserved the sass he was giving her and that he'd never really managed to adapt well to the usage of "I", "Me", and other first person terms used in Common as his native language lacked them... or well, maybe THAT wasn't so obvious but it was clear that he always referred to himself in the third person.
Nibble, nibble, nibble.
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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 Nov 24, 2017 22:41:22 GMT -8
"Hmm. Wellll... you're in my sword club. I started teaching here, the art of dueling. I'm Lamina Manira... I did gladiatorial games for a couple years and practiced all my life," she replied, after looking at his note. It was straightforward to say the least. And really, there was nothing wrong with him being down here. But, "that's...one of my swords. I don't mind, but umm..just a bit..unusual? Where are you from?"
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 25, 2017 18:58:38 GMT -8
Keph squinted his eyes at Lamina; her teaching dueling? Ha! Amusing joke! Gladiatorial combat? If anything, she'd master the art of comedy! Keph laughed heartily (and mockingly) while point at Lamina as she voiced her abilities (which Keph didn't for a second believe). He patted his knee and little bits of food would fly out of his mouth as laughter echoed about the room and the corridors outside of it. It took him a while, but soon enough he'd take a deep breathe and wipe a tear of joy from his eye.
"This individual is a good teller of jokes. She looks younger than Keph, clearly full of herself to believe she could be a gladiator." Keph's amazing handwriting would again betray the mocking tone of his written words!
While Keph looked probably no older than just a year or two than Lamina, it was surprising that he had recently just turned 18 giving them a good four year gap. Of course, this fact being unknown to Lamina might have very well just made his claim that she looked younger than him all the more insulting!
The young man briefly paused from his nibbling and instead point at himself while glaring at Lamina with confusion; he cocked his head only furthering this notion.
"Why would she want to know where Keph is from? If she must know, he's from the Far North and he shall say no more than that!" Keph huffed after he showed this new note, who did she think she was asking for such information from him? The nerve!
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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 Nov 25, 2017 21:31:37 GMT -8
Lamina was fuming. Her eyes narrowed slightly as he verbally prodded her from his piece of paper, her cheeks tinging red as she was clearly being slowly overcome by anger. She put her hands on her hips, slightly taken aback by his jester accusation. "... What? Do you even know who I am?" She leaned in slightly, as though scolding a child. "Apparently not. So maybe I didn't do the coliseum for very long... But.. but I'll have you know, I was a very successful gladiatorial entertainer, thank you very much." The end spoken matter-of-factly, she let it sink in that the "Far North" he wrote of had to have been the really far north, somewhere beyond the normal reach of civilizations like Isra and Medan.
"... Hmph."
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 25, 2017 22:28:15 GMT -8
Keph was clearly getting amused by Lamina's clear signs of anger and frustration as the young man grinned from behind the notebook which concealed the lower half of his face. Never the less, quiet chuckles could still be heard coming from him. The young lad shook his head and her questioning; the notebook was quickly turned towards him and soon another message was shot out: "Keph clearly doesn't know who she is. Yet, he believes the key word here is 'entertainer'. With her comedic sense, he can no doubt imagine that." The implication that Lamina was probably at best a simple arena clown which played the part of an idiot for the masses in between the actual fights was no doubt going to sting!
With Keph's white hair, it wasn't difficult to imagine that he was from some cliche village in the Far Northern lands covered in nothing but white snow; a place requiring foraging and fishing for the folk to survive and making sturdy men and women... and if you though that you'd be absolutely right. That would be about the perfect mental image one could have of the lands he had come from - not that Lamina would know, of course.
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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 Nov 25, 2017 22:38:49 GMT -8
While she didn't mind him at first, she began to question the notion of him staying for any prolonged amount of time. Down here, it was cozy, and seeing as how he didn't seem to have anywhere else to go, she'd have to shake him out. Or at least begin the process of getting him to think of where he might go next. He certainly had a way of getting at her composure... not that she was ever known for having a whole lot of that in the face of such relentless adversity.
"... Where are you even gonna go after this, anyway? And where did you even get that rabbit?" Now practically interrogating him for trivial information, she reaches out to the sword he was still cooking the rabbit over, taking it by its hilt in a snatching motion.
"Gimme that," she said with a rude glare.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 25, 2017 23:16:43 GMT -8
Keph's face turned to sheer horror as she grabbed that sword which he had used to pierce the rabbit! Not his food, that demon! That was it, he could not simply stand by as this ruthless creature attempted to steal all that was dear to him! Keph jumped back putting space in between him and her; it was on! (clickable)He immediately prepared himself, releasing his notebook and letting it fall to his side as it had remained tied to his satchel's side this entire time. He could not step aside as that fiend did what it wish with his poor delicious meal! Keph's hand immediately moved to grab his waterskin and pulled it up to his lips; his teeth dug into the cork and forced it open. Then, suddenly the man rotated on the heel of his foot, spiraling into a 180 degree rotation... then... Keph used「SPLASH ATTACK」!
Only the gods could tell if what Keph had done was completely by design, pure luck, or a bit of both, but somehow he managed to spiral in just the perfect way to launch almost all of the contents of the waterskin hurling near-perfectly towards Lamina's face! If it'd hit, the rabbit would probably be partially hit as well... but sacrifices needed to be made! Besides, to him, that rabbit would be juicy either way!
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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 Nov 25, 2017 23:34:26 GMT -8
Lamina screamed as he threw water all over her, her hands reaching towards her face and her body twisting slightly in reflex. It wasn't too effective; the girl got partially drenched in the sudden toss of water, taken off guard, water dripping from her thick bangs and down her dress, her arm only partially shielding her. For the first second the rabbit was forgotten, but when she lurched at him in indignation and anger, crossing that small span of distance to slap him mercilessly across the cheek with her left hand, she approached with her left side leading, her body partially shielding and distancing him from the sword and rabbit.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 25, 2017 23:52:39 GMT -8
Keph pumped his fist into the air! Ah ha, the attack had worked! Although sadly, it quickly became apparent that he had absolutely no idea what to do after that! In all honesty, he wasn't even quite that convinced the water would've hit her as neatly as it did! But this was fine, he was certain that if he was just calm, collected, and rolled with the punches all would be fi- *SLAP*
Keph spiraled along with the motion of Lamina's hand, doing another 180 rotation but this time in the opposite direction he had previously performed - granted, unlike last time the motion wasn't done willingly! His ear was ringing from the loud surprising noise and his entire cheek felt like it was on fire! Yet, just as he felt it was all going downhill, he again glimpsed the rabbit sticking out from the tip of the blade that this monster was attempting to keep away from him! Her hand was now busy and there was little she could do to stop him from counter-attacking... well aside from using that sword she still held, but this was a risk he was willing to take!
The young man's motions were agile, flexible, fluid! Yet, it was clear he lacked any actual martial training - most likely being self taught. His stance was horrid, granted one could question how seriously he was taking this... the answer of course would be quite serious.
After being sent for a loop, Keph immediately turned to Lamina pouncing at her in a motion more fitting for dog than a man... he even barked at her as he lunged to try and go in for a grapple! His hands stretching out, one aiming for her shoulder while the other aimed for the upper arm of the hand wielding the blade... granted "aiming" might be too giving Keph too much credit, with that untrained, savage pounce it was more like he was TRYING to grab those two specific body parts but actually just aiming in their general direction.
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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 Nov 26, 2017 0:08:09 GMT -8
Lamina did indeed use the sword in her defense, but of course it couldn't be the pointy end... not with the delicious rabbit still impaled around it! She placed the hilt before her in a haphazard motion, again taken slightly aback at his reaction. Her left hand reached up to meet his right. Her martial upbringing became apparent with the eagerness and finesse with which she defended, fingers locking tightly around his right wrist and sword hilt placed to slam hard against his sternum as she sought to knock his breath out. But his weight took her slightly off guard... she stumbled a little bit, and with her right hand occupied by the sword, he was just barely able to reach for her shoulder and control her to some degree, provided he continued to press the attack. If they ended up in a shoving match, which was the most likely outcome of this exchange, she would be the one stumbling back.
"Nnggh...! Get off me!"
Teeth bared, this was suddenly getting very personal. In a desperate attempt to prevent him from shoving her all the way to whichever wall was behind her, she stomped for his forward foot, trying to distract him with pain enough to retreat.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 26, 2017 0:19:25 GMT -8
Keph's ability to maintain balance was fairly impressive, even more so when it was noticeable that he lacked the martial upbringing that his opponent clearly had! He always seemed to be leaning too far forward, an angle at which you'd expect most people to just fall flat on their faces. But his feet just seemed to immediately move on their own any time he appeared even close to falling! This of course, gave him an advantage in the shoving match the grapple was quickly turning to.
Of course, Lamina would clearly not go down without a fight! While she'd probably never get a good chance to stomp on his foot due to the angle at which he kept himself (at least not without leaning too far back and causing herself to fall) his overly aggressive stance gave her ample opportunity to smack into Keph's sternum with the hilt of the blade. Simply said: it hurt. Keph would briefly wheeze as the air was knocked out of him, while his force definitely weakened from this, instead of reeling back he appeared to out of instinct push even further, his feet moving quick and quicker. Yet, while it might seem Keph was going to try and slam her into a wall whether he noticed himself or not it was appearing more and more likely that this would be solved on the ground as his pushing was likely to cause Lamina to start leaning too far back and possibly lose her balance if she were unable to stop him!
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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 Nov 27, 2017 16:49:44 GMT -8
She abandoned the thought of stomping his foot due to his awkwardly forward position and, to an extent, had to reciprocate, her legs stepping further back and her weight leaning into him to keep them both standing. She wanted to pull him down, bringing his head to her chest and leap backwards to literally drop her upper body's weight on him, but that wouldn't be happening any time soon with her hand on the sword and the other on his arm. She eventually hit the wall, "oof!" At a loss of what to do now, she began tugging sideways along the wall, trying to pull their shoving match away from the edge. But her tugging caused her to lose footing fall on her back.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 27, 2017 17:08:41 GMT -8
Keph continued his pushing at that odd angle, constantly trying to get Lamina to fall as she masterfully kept stepping backwards avoiding his efforts! As she finally managed to get her back to a wall, Keph was ready to pull some monkey-style level of martial artistry (not that he really ever learned any actual martial arts). He grit his teeth, readying himself to hop into Lamina, push himself off the wall with his feet, and take her to the ground with him... or possibly just face plant into said wall in attempting this difficult maneuver! Luckily, it was not needed as Lamina's attempts to get out of his grip ended up causing her to trip on her own.
He'd be quick to take this opportunity, immediately hopping onto Lamina! At this point, he was uncomfortably close; he was exhausted from all the effort he put in even after getting the wind knocked out of him by Lamina's pommel attack, and so knew he was in no position to try and hold Lamina down, so instead he kept himself as close to her as possible and was just sort of hugging onto her for dear life! His tired breathing would be palpable as his chest quickly expanded and then subsequently contracted from atop Lamina. All the while his cheek pressed up against her face - uncomfortably close!
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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 Nov 27, 2017 17:18:35 GMT -8
Lamina's eyes widened as this occurred, cheeks now tinged red with anger and embarrassment at her failure to keep things under control. She appeared mortified, as though some giant, dangerous, icky insect was clung to her chest, and unable to retreat any further, she kicked her right foot out, shoving off of it with all her might in an effort to roll them both over, allowing her to gain the advantageous position and instead pin him to the cold hard ground. "Ugh! Get.. off me!"
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 27, 2017 17:26:49 GMT -8
Keph almost fell asleep on top of Lamina from the exhaustion, but she just had to ruin his nap by yelling, kicking, and then starting to roll over! Oddly enough though, he didn't at all appear to resist her attempt to roll onto a dominant position... could it be that he was too tired? Maybe. But even weirder is that he appeared to help her roll, or so it might seem at first as his added efforts made the roll far too quick to allow Lamina to go in for a pin. It didn't stop there, as Keph was putting effort in keeping the rolling going! As soon as he was on top, they rolled, and so on, and so forth.
Throughout this amusing sight Keph began laughing loudly in amusement, at one point Lamina might've even heard a quiet 'weeeeeeeee'! It was all quite amusing... or at least it was for Keph as they kept going and going until... *CLONK!* As they were rolling and rolling they'd end up rolling into a weapon stand - or more specifically just Keph. As Keph was in the process of being rolled from the dominant position downwards he'd be the first and only one of the two to hit the stand. The hit knocked him to the side, off of Lamina and it was clear that he was done! The young lad was quite too exhausted and that hard hit had, for a second time today, knocked the wind out of him. He just laid there for a moment... recovering his breathe... before again... laughter! He just couldn't stop, even while struggling to breathe he just couldn't stop laughing in amusement at all that just occurred to the point that he was tearing up!
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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 Nov 27, 2017 18:31:14 GMT -8
They hit a weapons rack in the corner, one of the wooden ones that stood up on its own. A handful of sheathed swords of different length and build came falling atop them both before clattering to the floor as the rack teetered precariously on its wooden legs, ejecting the contents. Lamina was slightly winded, but she didn't let any of this show as she shoved against him, trying to push him and all that clutter off with all her might. Keph may have been laughing... but Lamina? She was not amused, and in her face, it showed. Her cheeks red and her hair slightly disheveled, she moved slowly back onto her feet, sword still in hand. It still skewered the rabbit, but all that jostling had slid it to the very point of the weapon. For this moment, she was beyond words, and now stood over him, scowling, her free hand finding her hip in a slight position of confident dominance.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 27, 2017 18:44:09 GMT -8
Keph kept laughing for quite a surprising while, his laughter only interrupted by his occasional shivers and coughs as he felt pain along his body from the scuffle that just had moments ago ended. Never the less, he still appeared quite gleeful! Almost rolling over in laughter, but again the pain preventing him from doing so. As Lamina's shadow loomed over him, he stopped, remembering that she was in fact still there.
He looked up at Lamina with an innocent smile, giving her a small wave from beneath her before again, shaking in pain. Noticing her disheveled hair and reddened cheeks, he couldn't help but smile further. He'd try to keep himself from laughing at her appearance... but quickly failed at that and again laughter would ensue... another good minute would pass before he'd acknowledge her without laughter.
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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 Nov 27, 2017 19:55:27 GMT -8
At a loss of what to say, she kicked Keph hard in the side as he laughed, a sharp lesson not to disrespect her again.
"..Hmph."
In a matter-of-factly sort of way, she turned her back to him now, walking several paces away so that she may taste the tax she had imposed on him for imposing on her - some of that delicious rabbit. Placing it now on a stone block in the corner, she'd begin cutting it, trying to claim for herself one of its meaty hindquarters. If she had the time and was not interrupted, she'd taste the meat, wondering how good a cook he really was.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 27, 2017 20:23:15 GMT -8
A loud: "Oomph!" would come from Keph as he was kicked in the side! This girl was truly a demon, he was already hurting and now she comes a long and still decides to kick him; there was likely not an ounce of goodness to be found in her soul! Never the less, he powered through the pain and gave another chuckle or two before stopping and just lied there trying to recover from that intense work out. Of course, this mean he was in no shape to stop Lamina from taking a bite out of his rabbit, not that he really cared at this point.
The rabbit's cooking was... well, it wasn't impressive but it also wasn't in any way bad. It's just about what you'd expect from meat cooked above the flame without any spices added to it. Never the less, it was still well cooked and the meat was nice and tender, but it sadly lacked flavor. It did say something about Keph's survivalist skills that he'd still manage to make such an edible meal with so little.
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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 Dec 20, 2017 21:10:52 GMT -8
"Hmmmmmmm....." Now the demon of a girl was judging his cooking with one bite.
"It's... not bad. Could be better. Looks like you could use some cooking lessons, mister. But you wouldn't find any of that down here. I teach lessons," she shamelessly advertised, "but not cooking lessons. I only teach fencing lessons. And you are in my dueling club." She put her hands on her hips, staring down at him without pity. She realized as the moment unfolded that she was beginning to feel slightly bad for being cruel to him now, but of course, she couldn't let that show.
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