Sing-Sing Bearbane
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 20
Physical Description: About 3 feet tall with grey skin, somewhat muscular and heavily built, not the fastest kobold but still agile and with high reflexes
Clothes and Equipment: A twisted branch through which earth magic may be channeled.
Registered: Jun 28, 2015 20:04:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sing-Sing Bearbane on May 6, 2018 22:07:23 GMT -8
Sing Sing did indeed scamper out of the way as the massive mammalian paws almost came down on him. As he backed off, the visions flooded his mind.
Now Sing Sing wasn't the brightest tool in the shed, or the sharpest penny in the fountain, but even he was starting to get the impression that they had made a mistake.
Still, he didn't voice his concerns outloud out of fear of antagonizing the demigods and maybe even Cairex, who might not agree with his sentiment.
He just cautiously waved at Anubis while backing up slightly. He liked fighting foes bigger and stronger than him on a good day. But this guy was clearly something else!
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on May 7, 2018 3:52:42 GMT -8
Cairex concurred wholeheartedly with the silent thoughts of his minuscule companion. He had not moved an inch since the thing had transformed, the only movement was his head as he raised it up to lock eyes with the creature.
"So what now? The two of you retire to a quiet life and clean up this temple?" He asked, already knowing the answer to that was no.
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Registered: May 2, 2024 20:18:27 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2018 22:50:59 GMT -8
Wadjet had vanished to hide kneeling beyond the bed, now having been smashed against the farthest wall with the sudden intrusion of the giant beast in this tiny chamber - slowly bringing her head up when the process was complete to look upon her fellow god. He was a beautiful as she remembered, and she smiled longingly at him as she came to her feet. Anubis focused his attention on the beast-kin that spoke to him, inhaling deeply once more and letting it out just as slowly. A deep, rumbling growl seemed to echo in his broad, armored chest. The maw parted and he spoke, a deep and beastly sound escaping in clear words that, unfortunately, were not Common. Wadjet would trot over beside the large head of Anubis and nuzzle up closely, arms embracing around his adorned head and her cheek pressing to the ridge below his eye in an affectionate gesture. "I know, my darling. Much has changed."
"Wa'atamanaa 'an 'urah. 'urid khalyana min hadhih aljudran alhajriat , liruyat alramal wahukmiha maratan 'ukhraa. 'urid ma hu li - wasa'ahram fireawn."
"No worries, Anubis - he is gone. It has been many years."
"Alfireawn mayt. 'ayn hu hawrs?"
Wadjet would cast her devious gaze to the pair that were still in their presence, having seemed to ignore the question and them entirely until this point. "Where is the falcon?" she asked sweetly, a sheer contrast to the massive beast seeming to quiver with contained power and carnage.
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Sing-Sing Bearbane
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 20
Physical Description: About 3 feet tall with grey skin, somewhat muscular and heavily built, not the fastest kobold but still agile and with high reflexes
Clothes and Equipment: A twisted branch through which earth magic may be channeled.
Registered: Jun 28, 2015 20:04:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sing-Sing Bearbane on May 27, 2018 17:57:26 GMT -8
Sing-Sing yawned. But it wasn't a real yawn. It was the sort of yawn that one used to diffused tension and make one's self seem far more relaxed than they actually were. He had never experienced this particular brand of anxiety before. It was sort of like wandering into the home of a rich and powerful kobold king, and then accidentally spilling his idols all over the floor, and then rushing to pick them all up and put them back in the same order and hope the king didn't notice. Only this time there was no putting things in order again, and the scope of what they had done was far grander than a single kobold's home, even a king's.
"Falcon? Falcon... falcon..." Sing-Sing thought back to when they had entered the temple. It had only been a few hours, but with all that had happened, it may as well have been eight months ago.
Sing-Sing raised his finger in remembrance. "There was falcon circling temple in sky when we arrive. But it not look special, just normal falcon."
He suddenly felt like he had dropped another idol on the floor. Perhaps he should have said nothing...
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Jun 4, 2018 8:57:18 GMT -8
"What falcon?" Cairex asked, still suspicious of the entities before him.
He did not trust anybody at the moment, as everybody seemed to be acting all sorts of weird, and there was far more magical things occurring than he was altogether happy about.
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Registered: May 2, 2024 20:18:27 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2018 7:32:01 GMT -8
A thin smile would spread across the woman's face as she continued to stroke the massive jackal-man's face - who seemed to just stare and blink and breathe heavy. "Then all is well." The one called Anubis shifted a little with a slightly pained and very annoyed grunt, seeming to adjust the walls and making them groan - dust and the odd chip or two of stone falling from the ceiling. He would go very still and shift his eyes over to Wadjet as she settled beside his head.
"Kan hdha tasmimaan mriea. Fireawn 'ahmq. La 'astatie altanafus huna."
Wadjet would giggle softly and give him another tender kiss to his cheek. "I know you're a little rusty, but you can do it."
With just a minute more the giant beast would let out a slow, heavy breath - and begin to dissolve. His entire form would begin to shift and seem to crumble and fall to pieces - like sand pouring from a vial. Only the sand of this creature was black as night. It would roll and settle to the ground, and seem to vanish into the cracks of the stones in the floor, leaving just the three of them standing alone in the room once again.
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Sing-Sing Bearbane
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 20
Physical Description: About 3 feet tall with grey skin, somewhat muscular and heavily built, not the fastest kobold but still agile and with high reflexes
Clothes and Equipment: A twisted branch through which earth magic may be channeled.
Registered: Jun 28, 2015 20:04:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sing-Sing Bearbane on Jul 3, 2018 21:42:53 GMT -8
Sing-Sing's eyes fell haplessly upon the sand. Really now, what had they unleashed? There was no way he could fight a demigod, and he doubted Cairex could either. So if they had, in fact, released malevolent beings, correcting their folly would prove exceedingly difficult. And Sing-Sing, while brave, had never really been a hero before.
But then again, what if these guys really were wrongly imprisoned? What if they had no intention of re-establishing a once great kingdom and just wanted to breath fresh air again? Was that so wrong? Wasn't centuries of being entombed in a desert enough?
Well, he was going to be damned if he didn't get at least something out of this besides a moral quandary. He pulled out a bag of holding from his pack and went back to the destroyed urns to start gathering shinies. That's right, he really did want the gold and jewels after all.
"World change much. Many kingdoms now. Magic everywhere. Great and powerful heroes. So long as you good, make many friends. But if you do mean things, mean things happen to you. This true for everyone." He spoke while gathering more shinies. This was the best he could do, warn them, a friendly tip for a new arrival to the world and a possible chastisement for beings bent on conquest. It was the closest he could come to a clean conscience right now.
(But at the end of the day, a kobold was a kobold. He wouldn't be giving up his shinies unless Cairex asked nicely.)
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Jul 6, 2018 5:55:07 GMT -8
"The Kobold is right. The world is likely far different than you remember. I don't know what your true motivations are, but if they are sinister then you will face foes far greater than us."
Cairex smiled a bit for the first time since entering the tomb at the kobold picking up the gems on the floor. Somethings, he mused, would likely never change.
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