Aegon
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 238
Age: ??
Physical Description: Six and a half feet tall, lean and fit, his black hair still long now has a braid that comes down the right side of his chest. dark and steely. A full beard now adorns his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: He now wears simple clothes. A sleeveless black tunic, dark brown cloth trousers, leather sandals, often a leather cuirass. A green hald cloak adorns his shoulders and can be used as a hood if he needs one.
He still has several magical orbs in his possession that float around his person invisible unless used. Those that glimpse them see golden orbs etched with various geometric patterns and studded with gems. Each with a secret.
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Registered: Jul 16, 2015 21:33:03 GMT -8
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Post by Aegon on Aug 24, 2018 7:32:00 GMT -8
In a silhouette of two people appeared in glowing white light that faded to a purple before fading away to nothing, leaving Aegon and Roxanne Fletcher in its wake. Aegon's feet pressed into the soft grass that he kept growing short and even in the controlled environment that was his domain. Back on his own turf he looked to Roxanne with slightly upturned smile and serious look in his eyes. " Sorry to surprise you with this. I know you had your reasons for the story, and while I was in the Marshals it was convenient for me too." He close his eyes and grinned, " But I wanted to meet your family and I've learned that I'm no good at lies."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 16, 2018 17:29:10 GMT -8
Roxanne sighed, glancing around at the increasingly familiar spring. She'd been here quite a few times in recent months, but there always seemed to be something new to notice every time she came here. Sitting down on the grass, she poked idly at one of the wildflowers that seemed to have popped up since the last time she'd been here. Had it really grown so quickly? Perhaps she simply hadn't noticed it last time. After all, it had been dark and she'd been rather distracted.
"I just wish you'd asked me first, Aegon. Now he's mad at me and doesn't like you and there's just all kinds of trouble that I don't want right now. You could have met my family, I could have given you some advice, or maybe I could have warned him first...what's done is done though, I guess. I don't want to go home now though, I'm not in the mood to be scolded..."
Sighing again, she laid back in the soft grass, looking up at the trees above. The grass was soft and comfortable, and remarkably free of bugs. Turning to Aegon once more, she asked:
"You really don't have a house here, do you? I mean, I guess you don't really need one, but still...imagine what my uncle would do if I told him that I was seeing a homeless, jobless, thousand-year-old man who was also a dragon. He'd yell so loud the chocolate would melt."
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