The Kingdom of Rondón
Committed
Seeking fearless soldiers, merchants, and frontiersmen
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: 400 - 450 years old
Physical Description: Gist: Having just recently conquered their neighboring kingdom of Zephyr, Rondón is going through a golden age, and its Queen is commissioning sea captains as privateers to explore and colonize nearby islands to bring underneath Rondón's green banner.
Capital City: Vinicio, formerly Rondón
Other Major Cities: Selanca, DeRuiz, Baloncia, Brais, Port Calar, Sincaro
Primary Language: Rondi (Fantasy Spanish)
Clothes and Equipment: Ruler: Queen Xiomara Vinicio
Heir: Prince Rafael, Princess Arenna
Primary Export: Gold, stone, wine, horses, lumber, iron, olives, luxury goods
Registered: Apr 5, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -8
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Post by The Kingdom of Rondón on Jan 21, 2018 10:49:36 GMT -8
Four islands rest in the mouth of the Ryel River -- and who so ever controls the islands, controls the Ryel River. They are mostly flat save for some gently rolling hills, like most of the terrain of Rolan on either side of the Ryel, with high grasses, chaparral, and "shorter", lighter wooded areas.
Commonly banked with fog that rolls off the Silverfire Sea, most of the islands are large enough to have at least one village each, and given the amount of fighting that happens on each of them, they are all surrounded by thick, wooden palisades. The "fighting" has never been quiet enough to allow for stone building, given the islands are constantly under Zephyr, Rondon, or foreign threat.
It is hard to keep these islands, but they are fertile, and they are key to the Ryel. Currents are strong on the outer two islands, but on low tide, sand bars often connected the inner islands in some places where the water recedes to only knee-deep. Other places, however, have a steep drop, and the locals of the islands are aware of a network of "underwater" caves that are accessible only during low tide.
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The Kingdom of Rondón
Committed
Seeking fearless soldiers, merchants, and frontiersmen
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: 400 - 450 years old
Physical Description: Gist: Having just recently conquered their neighboring kingdom of Zephyr, Rondón is going through a golden age, and its Queen is commissioning sea captains as privateers to explore and colonize nearby islands to bring underneath Rondón's green banner.
Capital City: Vinicio, formerly Rondón
Other Major Cities: Selanca, DeRuiz, Baloncia, Brais, Port Calar, Sincaro
Primary Language: Rondi (Fantasy Spanish)
Clothes and Equipment: Ruler: Queen Xiomara Vinicio
Heir: Prince Rafael, Princess Arenna
Primary Export: Gold, stone, wine, horses, lumber, iron, olives, luxury goods
Registered: Apr 5, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -8
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Post by The Kingdom of Rondón on Jan 24, 2018 20:33:14 GMT -8
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They did not see the Islands when they first approached. No, instead, fog laid thick and heavy over the ocean, a famous zephyy trick that the Rondi navigators knew well. The few mages that were on the ships -- as well as Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker''s own -- spoke between each other until-- "No," Rafael said to his main mage. "They cannot see us, either. Find another way," the young prince said, his blue eyes glowing but not yet crackling with his magic energy. His ship sailed alongside Windfeld's own, the Captain of each ship standing on the docks. The fog was so thick, that they could only see the outlines of each other. They were coming upon the islands that were already controlled by the Rondi -- at least, by claim. It did not seem to be so in practice, but silently, the ships came upon the shores, and the men unloaded as quietly as possible. Like ghosts they whispered over the shore, their own sounds muted by a spell spoken between the mages, who raised shields to 'hide' their presence from the Zephyy. Indeed, they remained quiet and calm... as if their prows had never broken a ripple through the water. The men slowly advanced until their leaders told them to halt... and through the mist, they saw the Zephyy warriors break through... looking for them. The Rondi men stayed quiet, as a message was passed to the men still at the ships with their trebuchet and ranged weapons there. In the distance, back on the ships, something was lit on fire, gaining in the interest of Zephyy-- -- until suddenly the mists were lifted, and the Rondi men roared forward on foot, clashing with the line of Zephyy men and giving the signal to the men back at the ships to come down with their cavalry, and to send flaming balls of fire into the air and into the light wooded forest where the Zephyy men had clearly been hiding. With the clash of Rondi with Zephyy, the fog was broken and dissipated like smoke. It revealed Zephyy ships rounding the edges of this first large island, coming for the Rondi ships, not all of which had grounded themselves. The opportunity for a clashing battle can be had, as well as a naval one for those who want.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 2, 2024 9:22:00 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2018 23:48:27 GMT -8
The Sea Serpent creaked through the waters as the fog smothered in its silence. This was a familiar sight for the Sea Serpent and a slight chill went through it's wooden skeleton as it sensed the oncoming danger. To say it was used to navigating in blinding fog was an understatement and through its telepatic communication with Windfeld the captain and the subtle reading of the currents it would make its way steadily. "What... a... mockery..." it almost whispered, the sound being almost only just audible to Windfeld. It would have been the wind in the sails, but it did in fact speak for those who knew how to listen. The soul of an ancient Sea Serpent lounged in the body of the ship, and it was getting very ready for what to come.
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Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker'
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 48
Physical Description: Standing about 1.75 m tall, Windfeld is neither tall nor very muscular, though rugged and whether bitten are words that describe him well. Windfeld has a large, brown full beard and two eyes of different color each. His right is brown and the left is light blue and mostly kept behind a black patch.
Clothes and Equipment: Windfeld wears black boots, a large worn blue coat with a hat to match. Besides various exotic jewelry on his fingers, he wears a distinct necklace with a four leaf clover pendant with black gemstones and an carved ivory skull in the middle.
Registered: Nov 1, 2017 10:14:38 GMT -8
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Post by Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker' on Jan 25, 2018 0:12:49 GMT -8
Windfeld's chuckles broke the silence of The Sea Serpent's crew as they all sprung to work. Along the way through the fog he had stood silently at the rudder and while steering the boat with one hand he had clenched his black pendant in the other. He was humming ever so silently. Listening... not only to the words of the ship but for 'that' too. Yes, he did feel its presence beneath the ship. Like a huge piece of driftwood the presence followed the ship where it went. It took immense concentration for Windfeld, but it seemed like their previous efforts had been successful. But he would wait until the fog had drifted to reveal it.
And when the magic fog did lift... Windfeld did not put his ship in position to fire. Rather he spoke to his ship and from the huge skull on the front a dense fog came soaring out covering The Sea Serpent once again - but this time it was on home turf. The fog would would roll over towards the ships at the shore and large banks, like a huge snake encircling its victim, but seek to avoid the friendly ones and thus covering their entrance to the island.
"Now you can go..." Windfeld said with a malign voice as the presence underneath the ship now moved forwards at a much higher pace. This could potentially spell disaster for the enemy fleet as the undead blue whale had perfect vision underneath the sea surface. Its goal was set to be the enemy fleet at the shore who would not see it coming nor know what hit them when it started ramming their ships from underneath with no concern for its own safety.
"Hmm... so those caves. I wonder if the tide is low enough now..." he mused. If indeed it was, he would navigate towards the caverns. There were no way he would put his soldiers on the front line only lightly armored and against trained soldiers. But maybe he'd take a stroll on the battlefield afterwards seeing who could be interesting subjects to his will.
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Jan 25, 2018 10:01:40 GMT -8
The samurai stood as statues on the ship as they docked the land. These two hundred had been among the elite of Jeoncho while they still had their honor, and now started a fight to regain that. Sure Zephyr was the enemy on the battlefield, and they all wanted to win and survive - but their honor as samurai of Tawakoshi was at stake and if the queen didn't praise them personally, this would be a failure. Suezo had been reluctant to face this fact ever since he was dishonored back and Jeoncho, but now that he was face to face with his destiny, he could no longer forsake himself. He clenched his fists and swore, that whatever happened here on these islands, in Zephyr or anywhere else, he would never succumb to the feeling of giving up again.
As the ship boarded land Suezo lead his men onto the shore and moved ahead as silently as possible. The fog broke and he finally caught the visage of the enemy. "Come on samurai of Tawakoshi! Regain your honor NOW!" he shouted as they would take on the Zephyr army head on. There were no hiding in this terrain anyway. Suezo's and the rest of the Tawakoshi samurai's amour was light and their nimble and agile movement served to fuel a fighting style that saw them dodging and deflecting the opponents attacks instead of blocking them head on. They would all keep close however and not get scattered. Suezo's primary weapon for this attack was a naginata which gave him the advantage or reach, and at the same time it was light enough for him to swing nimbly around as he aimed for the weak spots of the opposing soldiers armor.
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Nineteen (The Crimson Book)
Established
Hahahahahahaha
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Unknown, doesn't really matter.
Physical Description: It varies, currently the profile picture covers it for now though.
Clothes and Equipment: Grey Cloak.
Razor bladed knives.
Razors that extend from the bones that he has taken the form of.
Crimson Book of Spells
Player's online availability : I check periodically throughout most days.
Registered: Jan 12, 2018 14:22:34 GMT -8
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Post by Nineteen (The Crimson Book) on Jan 25, 2018 14:45:54 GMT -8
A cloaked being flies in charging his powers and spins around in a spiky spiny tornado of doom.
"NINJAGOOOOOOOO!"
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Crown Prince Rafael Vinicio
Established
The Crown Prince of Rondón
Roleplay posts: 44
Age: 19 Years
Physical Description: HT & WT: 5'11" & 185 lbs
SHAPE: Thin / Lean / Athletic
HR & EY: Brunette & Blue (from his Father's side)
SKIN: Light olive-tone
Clothes and Equipment: CLOTHES: Courtly, sophisticated, attired to occasion
JEWELRY: The Vinicio House Ring, rarely a crown, a simple necklace with a pendant of the Mother on it.
WEAPONS: ornate sabre, matching dagger
ARMOR: No armor unless noted in posts
STEED: Rondi-quality horse named Quixote
Allegiances: The Kingdom of Rondon, Queen Xiomara, House Vinicio
Registered: Apr 16, 2017 15:25:10 GMT -8
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Post by Crown Prince Rafael Vinicio on Jan 25, 2018 16:17:08 GMT -8
As the armies clashed on the hillocks, a call was given by those there as a signal for the cavalry that waited on the ships coming into the island's bay. The Crown Prince mounted his steed, and with a rallying war cry that echoed across the docks of the other horse-ladden ships, the horses beat into the sand of the islands and up the incline to the hill where a bloody battle was being waged. Suezo Oguro and his men rushed into the fray and found that man of the Zephyy men on the isles had leather-coated steel armor -- light(ish), and durable in a manner of speaking, and the heavy blades of the Rondi -- axes and polearms, like Suezo's naginata -- seemed to do more damage. With a baying call, Blood Hounds cape whipping from behind the Zephyy flanks -- weredogs from old Zephyy magic that immediately threw themselves into the battle, ripping at throats and clawing at faces, dragging warriors down so they could be impaled and maimed and killed by the Zephyy guerillas. Nineteen (The Crimson Book) would find his whirlwind effective for those men that were directly near them, shredding men and making them scream in agony -- including any Rondi or Tawakoshi man that might be too close to the whirling skeleton. Prince Rafael's banners batted in the wind as white sails of Zephyy AND Rondi ships seemed to surround the island. His focus was on the battle at hand, however. "Break!" he called to the men at the front -- and they had better fall to their left or their right depending on where they were in the group, because the Rondi Light Cavalry went BURSTING into the Zephyy men, trampling them under hoove and slicing at their throats with the sabres they wielded. Two cavalry men were instantly torn off their horses by the Blood Hounds (the hounds themselves as massive as great danes and with the bulk of pitbulls), and a flash of brilliant, electric light exploded from Rafael as he let loose his magic in a spray, sizzling four men in their metal armor and making them fall dead, the smell of burning flesh in the air and blood making the ground quickly turn to mud beneath their feet.
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Jan 25, 2018 23:53:12 GMT -8
As the war dogs came Suezo quickly reached for his katana wielding it with his naginata in the left hand as a means top block. The cutting motions with this weapon were quicker and the sharp blade easily slashed through the first dog's face putting it on the ground immediately. The other samurai would know how to handle beasts and the dogs that came too close could usually be warded off with the outside turning armor pieces on their arms and brought down with either a katana or wakizashi. There weredogs - if larger than a normal dog - was more difficult to handle, but the samurai would try to go for their throat with either a katana or naginata. The elite Tawakoshi men were used to fighting beasts - and ones more fearsome than these - and didn't hesitate in the face of it. The samurai were clearly strong and capable, but as with any war the sheer chaos can bring down the best men as Suezo saw a few of his own fall to powerful thrusts with pole arms, the weredogs and axes. It seemed like the war had begun and a lucky few had already regained their honor.
"Strafe right!" Suezo ordered his men in Tawakoshi language as he heard the rumbling noise of horses behind them and Rafael's shouting. As the Zephyr men were shaken, Suezo ordered the samurai to move up to the cavalry and advance further into enemy territory. Their advantage was being swift on their feet and agile in quick combat situations. Without their horses they were poor shock troopers though.
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The Kingdom of Rondón
Committed
Seeking fearless soldiers, merchants, and frontiersmen
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: 400 - 450 years old
Physical Description: Gist: Having just recently conquered their neighboring kingdom of Zephyr, Rondón is going through a golden age, and its Queen is commissioning sea captains as privateers to explore and colonize nearby islands to bring underneath Rondón's green banner.
Capital City: Vinicio, formerly Rondón
Other Major Cities: Selanca, DeRuiz, Baloncia, Brais, Port Calar, Sincaro
Primary Language: Rondi (Fantasy Spanish)
Clothes and Equipment: Ruler: Queen Xiomara Vinicio
Heir: Prince Rafael, Princess Arenna
Primary Export: Gold, stone, wine, horses, lumber, iron, olives, luxury goods
Registered: Apr 5, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -8
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Post by The Kingdom of Rondón on Jan 27, 2018 9:24:01 GMT -8
This first islands of LasIslas -- it was controlled by the Rondí for a long time, so the battle would not be hard won here. Yet, Zephyy ships came around the corners of the island and saw the Rondí fleet, including Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker''s ship. They made to pinch them... ... but the Sea Serpent unleashed something into the water, and the undead whale beneath the brackish waters SLAMMED into the underbody of the lead Zephyy ship on the side, and the screams and breaking of wood echoed like thunder in the air. Water thrashed as the sailors and soldiers on the ship were not prepared for this sudden undersea assault. It halted to the left assault of the Zephyy ships, and the right assault of the Zephyy ships saw what was happening and began to turn keel away from the island, back to the where they must have been making their launch point from the Zephyy-controlled islands in the mouth of the Ryel. The left assault of Zephyy ships were trying to battle the creature that had come upon it, firing harpoons into the water. Their screams were so thunderous that those fighting on the island could no doubt hear them. Indeed, once Raphael's cavalry broke through the line of men, and Suezo Oguro's elite samurai followed in the wake, the guerilla assault of the Zephyy seemed to be broken. Most men fought until they died -- including the Blood Hounds. Those beast were going to continue to thrash, to rip, to maim and destroy until someone put every single one of those beasts down. Some men, however, still valued their lives (although they knew this particular Zephyy assault was only to "slow" the Rondí down in preparation for harsher assaults on other islands) and went to their knees with their hands up, hoping that the Rondí and the foreign-looking Hizashi clans would be merciful in some way...
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Registered: May 2, 2024 9:22:00 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2018 12:15:32 GMT -8
"They... are up ahead... so close." The Sea Serpent whispered in anticipation will the wake of the large battle ships up ahead. "Please... empty the cargo captain." the ship would whisper to Windfeld as it cruised through the thick fog it's wooden body tensed up like springs as where they muscles on a beast about to hunt down its prey.
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Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker'
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 48
Physical Description: Standing about 1.75 m tall, Windfeld is neither tall nor very muscular, though rugged and whether bitten are words that describe him well. Windfeld has a large, brown full beard and two eyes of different color each. His right is brown and the left is light blue and mostly kept behind a black patch.
Clothes and Equipment: Windfeld wears black boots, a large worn blue coat with a hat to match. Besides various exotic jewelry on his fingers, he wears a distinct necklace with a four leaf clover pendant with black gemstones and an carved ivory skull in the middle.
Registered: Nov 1, 2017 10:14:38 GMT -8
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Post by Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker' on Jan 27, 2018 12:52:13 GMT -8
"Ahahaha..! So impatient aren't you! Just a little closer now though..." he said as he shouted across the deck. "Get the cargo latch open!" he said and gripped at his amulet. He knew that his whale would likely not stop from anything the crew on those ships could throw at it - and the screams were his evidence. Harpoons were useless against a dead whale and they could make it resemble a porcupine without affecting its ability to fight back. Only way was to cut off its fins or damage the brain severely, but he doubted that the panicked sailors would think of that before their time was over.
Windfeld felt it... The screams from the boats left behind that resonated with the ships he was chasing and would no doubt have them fearing what was chasing them. They were so easy targets, but he had not yet given them anything to fear... though he was close now. "Ahhh... I've always liked the idea of releasing doves into the air as a sign of peace." he said as he glanced upon the hundreds of long dead seagulls he had been carrying in the cargo hold of the ship. A 'gift' for the fleeing Rondí ships that he had prepared for something like this. As Windfeld started chanting unrecognizable words in a deep and guttural voice their little eyes would started to open one after the other before you'd hear the fluttering of desperate wings too. "Go my friends. Go." Windfeld said as the birds would ascend to the sky leaving the feathers behind that had fallen from their body since their death.
"You might not be able to fly all the way to Zephyr, but at this range there'll be no problem." Windfeld said and smirked. The undead seagulls would ascend over the mist and eye out the ships furthest away and dive into what would be a cruel and messy assault and start their persistent hunt for eyes, flesh, hair and whatever they could pluck from the poor victims on the Zephyr ships. It would mean chaos, fear and... opportunity.
The fast Sea Serpent would catch up to the slowest ship and sail unnoticed parallel to it, before Windfeld gave the order to light a few harpoons on fire and and shoot them into the Zephyr ship under concealment of the thick fog that had now swallowed that Zephy ship too. The screams from both their front and their back, the heavy fog and now the fire... This boat was for the taking and Windfeld navigated The Sea Serpent close enough to the Zephy ship that he and his men could board it. Any able bodied being with the ability to resist would be murdered mercilessly.
"Board and gut the ship! Kill any who resists 'head still attached'!" Windfeld commanded. Any who seemed to be either nobility, women and children would be taken hostage if surrendering. A most honorable act of the pirate - but he reckoned that he would have more corpses to play with than necessary anyway. The dead could be 'reused' to his advantage...
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Jan 27, 2018 13:09:55 GMT -8
It seemed like they had won the battle as the hounds and opposing militia had been defeated, leaving only the surrendered few back. Suezo was searching his feelings, and although he and his samurai had recently been on the losing side and was spared in a similar conflict in Tawakoshi, he felt that the Zephy men's vicious attack had been dishonorable and would have dealt them death if he was the commander. He wasn't though, and in the end the rules of this foreign country was what counted. "Don't touch them, samurai! We are not the judges of this country!" he would say as he signaled his men to spare the surrendering Zephy soldiers.
Suezo was still not comfortable with the Rondí way of behaving and acting, but nevertheless he went over to the crown prince Rafael. "Lord Rafael, sorry for disturbing. What will our next move be?" he asked and bowed out of respect. The young lord seemed like a worthy leader to Suezo, and though they could never forsaken their Hizashi lords in Tawakoshi, this guy was their master for now and Suezo was ready to honor that.
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Nineteen (The Crimson Book)
Established
Hahahahahahaha
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Unknown, doesn't really matter.
Physical Description: It varies, currently the profile picture covers it for now though.
Clothes and Equipment: Grey Cloak.
Razor bladed knives.
Razors that extend from the bones that he has taken the form of.
Crimson Book of Spells
Player's online availability : I check periodically throughout most days.
Registered: Jan 12, 2018 14:22:34 GMT -8
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Post by Nineteen (The Crimson Book) on Jan 27, 2018 14:06:49 GMT -8
Nineteen stops spinning and walks around dizzily.
"Stop the ride, I want to get off...Did we win?"
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Crown Prince Rafael Vinicio
Established
The Crown Prince of Rondón
Roleplay posts: 44
Age: 19 Years
Physical Description: HT & WT: 5'11" & 185 lbs
SHAPE: Thin / Lean / Athletic
HR & EY: Brunette & Blue (from his Father's side)
SKIN: Light olive-tone
Clothes and Equipment: CLOTHES: Courtly, sophisticated, attired to occasion
JEWELRY: The Vinicio House Ring, rarely a crown, a simple necklace with a pendant of the Mother on it.
WEAPONS: ornate sabre, matching dagger
ARMOR: No armor unless noted in posts
STEED: Rondi-quality horse named Quixote
Allegiances: The Kingdom of Rondon, Queen Xiomara, House Vinicio
Registered: Apr 16, 2017 15:25:10 GMT -8
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Post by Crown Prince Rafael Vinicio on Feb 2, 2018 17:19:33 GMT -8
The men could hear the terror off the island, where Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker' held command of his hip and the Rondi ships behind him as they attacked the Zephyy. Those that had been about to pinch on the otherside had turned back... but now a heavy fog settled over the Ryel River delta and the Four Sisters that stood between them... making it all the more eerie. Indeed,once the battles had come to an end, and Rafael had gestured for the Zephyy men to be put into chains, a round of hushed whispers went breezing through the men on the shore, the horses nervous by the sounds of it as well. No sooner had they begun to spoke of the demons of Xibalba that they heard the cries of something else (the undead seagulls) unleashed. It put a shiver down Rafael's spine, but he shook his head and snapped his men to attention. " Attencion!" he called to them. Suezo Oguro approached his horse, and Rafael dismounted to show his respect for the warriors. He had never seen such knights before -- had never seen such prowess with a sword, nor such ornamentation. " Men stay here to keep the island under Queen Xiomara, and we move on to the next island. There is a smaller island..." his voice trailed off as he pointed toward the distance. " Beyond the mist there. It is not worth battling on, and I doubt that any Zephyy man will be left upon it given the screams we are hearing." The odd way Prince Rafael said it... as if it was not the first time he'd heard such tortured screams. Not the screams of war, no, but the screams of nightmares... Hm.. His blue eyes still glowed with his magic as he looked at Suezo. " Do you and your men have horses?" Rafael asked, his cheeks coloring a little. He should have known this information, but couldn't be sure. It showed that he was "new" at being a commander of any legion.
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Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker'
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 48
Physical Description: Standing about 1.75 m tall, Windfeld is neither tall nor very muscular, though rugged and whether bitten are words that describe him well. Windfeld has a large, brown full beard and two eyes of different color each. His right is brown and the left is light blue and mostly kept behind a black patch.
Clothes and Equipment: Windfeld wears black boots, a large worn blue coat with a hat to match. Besides various exotic jewelry on his fingers, he wears a distinct necklace with a four leaf clover pendant with black gemstones and an carved ivory skull in the middle.
Registered: Nov 1, 2017 10:14:38 GMT -8
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Post by Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker' on Feb 3, 2018 5:06:34 GMT -8
Windfeld took a sip of a bottle of black rum humming a dark tune as he wiped his mouth and listened to the commotion on the other ship. Things looked to being going well right now, and as soon as his he heard the screams and sounds of fighting dying out, he would place the ship as close to the Zephyyship as possible and with the aid of a plank, he'd stroll over to the other side.
"Alright you lazy dogs, it's time to get up!" he suddenly yelled, as he clenched the amulet between his fingers. Before long the dead sailors started to get up on their feet again one by one. Some seemingly confused about their destiny. "Aghg... wh-what is this..?" one of them asked in terror, looking at his bloodied hands with a dazed look to his face. "I-I can't feel anything..!" he exclaimed seemingly about to panic when Windfeld kicked his legs away beneath him and grabbed his jaw.
"You're not supposed to feel anything anymore, boy. You're sailing under a new captain!" he said and grinned. "And don't worry about suffering, some people's souls just can't seem to get the f*** out of their body fast enough when they die and cling on after being reanimated. Just relax. That annoying self consciousness will fade before long and you'll be able to go to... what did they call that again? Oh yes. La Muerta i think." Windfeld said and released his grip again with a chuckle. Windfeld frowned as he felt his connection with the whale fade away. Both the distance and the fact he had just raised eighty or more undead sailors meant that his power didn't extend further. It was however unnecessary to worry about that, as the whale had probably gotten rid of the few ships there anyway by now. At the same time while hearing the seagulls screams dying out, he decided to release his bond to them too.
"Captain, we have found these two below deck!" One of Windfelds pirates reported. "Ohh lookie here, what is this?" Windfeld said and gazed at the young maiden who seemed terrified by the sight of the undead sailors. Besides her stood a young man not much older than twenty years. "Are you nobles?" Windfeld asked and menacingly stepped a few paces closer. "Y-yes we are from nobles from Zephyr..." the guy stuttered. "Oookay! Give them a bit of accommodation on the Sea Serpent!" he shouted to his men. "And make sure the fair lady gets a pillow..." he said and laughed. Interrogating them was a process he was too busy for right now, and he thought a quicker way would be to wait and have Rafael there too, who may be able to confirm their identities.
"Alright old Serpent... release that fog." he said as he walked back onto the deck of the Sea Serpent while the fog started dissipating quickly. The Rondí ships following would have gone a bit off course or slowed down, but could now navigate properly again. As the Rondí flagship sailed up besides The Sea Serpent, Windfeld told him to take his men and claim or sink the boats in front of them. The men had most likely either jumped ship while the rest had taken cover inside the cabins of the ships. Either way there were probably no one to steer the ships right now and they would be prime targets for the Rondí fleet.
"Wait for me when you're done and we'll meet up on the other side of this island to pick up any who wants go to the next couple of islands." Windfeld said. He had been pondering when his chance would be and it seemed like it was now. Along with his undead Zephyy ship that now sailed under Rondí banner as his own currently did, he sailed closer to the cliffs looking for the fabled network of caves, where a huge treasure might be hiding. If finding any caves Windfeld would lower the row boats and venture inside long with a good fifteen men.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2018 5:13:41 GMT -8
The ship reveled in the fighting on the Zephyy ship and took pleasure and every splash into the water it felt from the men trying to escape that way. When the fighting had died out, the Sea Serpent would have bowed to Windfeld if it could. "Yesss... put them in my bowel and let me digest their fear!" it said. The command to lift the fog was less to its taste, but it complied anyway, clearing the sky again to see.
"You treat me well captain Windfeld. The blood and gold of Lasislas will become ours!" the Sea Serpent said in a ravenous voice. Those two were its favorite prizes back when it had still been an animal that was able to move by itself.
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Feb 3, 2018 5:39:24 GMT -8
Suezo and his men were used to facing great danger, but the sounds they heard in the distance were nonetheless bone chilling. "What kind of oni could make those shrieks?" he pondered but was determined to keep his composure, for if he lost that, he had nothing left at all. As Rafael got off his horse Suezo bowed deeply but did catch a glimpse of that blue magic in his eyes. Was that what caused those arcs of lightning before? A few years ago Suezo had been among those who were tasked to find and rid Jeoncho of magic users by the order of the former shogun, so he knew magic and how dangerous it could be. But he had never held any personal grudges against those who wielded it, he had just carried out the orders from his lord.
"I'm sorry young lord Rafael, we were sent here with only enough horses to carry our stuff. I think we have no more than ten horses at our disposal here, and they are not trained in war." he said keeping his head bowed for a little longer before raising it again. "I'm sorry if we don't match your expectations, we shall try to fight with even more honor in our hearts for Rondón and her people from now on!" Suezo promised, figuring Rafael was displeased with their suitability for this war.
"We will follow you to the end. Please take us with you!" Suezo promised as he got all the way down to his knees so his head could touch the ground in a bow - the deepest sign of commitment and how of honor to a lord a samurai could offer. Quickly after the rest of Suezo's nearly two hundred samurai would do the same.
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Nineteen (The Crimson Book)
Established
Hahahahahahaha
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Unknown, doesn't really matter.
Physical Description: It varies, currently the profile picture covers it for now though.
Clothes and Equipment: Grey Cloak.
Razor bladed knives.
Razors that extend from the bones that he has taken the form of.
Crimson Book of Spells
Player's online availability : I check periodically throughout most days.
Registered: Jan 12, 2018 14:22:34 GMT -8
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Post by Nineteen (The Crimson Book) on Feb 14, 2018 1:01:43 GMT -8
"I have no idea what's going on..."
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The Kingdom of Rondón
Committed
Seeking fearless soldiers, merchants, and frontiersmen
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: 400 - 450 years old
Physical Description: Gist: Having just recently conquered their neighboring kingdom of Zephyr, Rondón is going through a golden age, and its Queen is commissioning sea captains as privateers to explore and colonize nearby islands to bring underneath Rondón's green banner.
Capital City: Vinicio, formerly Rondón
Other Major Cities: Selanca, DeRuiz, Baloncia, Brais, Port Calar, Sincaro
Primary Language: Rondi (Fantasy Spanish)
Clothes and Equipment: Ruler: Queen Xiomara Vinicio
Heir: Prince Rafael, Princess Arenna
Primary Export: Gold, stone, wine, horses, lumber, iron, olives, luxury goods
Registered: Apr 5, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -8
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Post by The Kingdom of Rondón on Mar 20, 2018 17:51:44 GMT -8
.............................. Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker'They were terrifying on the seas, the stuff of nightmares, stories that were already sweeping from Zephyy ship to Zephyy ship and across into the land. The undead whale... the gulls that came searching for eyes... when the Sea Serpent went sailing in the straight to try and look at the caves... ... he did see them, but they barely picked from above the water. The tide was too high, and although a boat could sail in there, every single man within it would need to be belly down within it, and there was no telling that the boat would actually manage to get any deeper or be ruined itself. He'd have to wait for another time,and sail his ship to the otherside of the island where... ...................... Suezo OguroRafael was thrown off by Suezo's seeming NEED to honor and be considered honorable by the young prince. The young man blinked, the bright blue from his eyes fading until they were their natural sapphire, and he reached out to put a hand on Suezo's shoulder. "You've fought well. Valiantly. I can't finish this war without you," Rafael told Suezo, trying to look him in the eye as he did so. He turned and spoke in quick Rondi to his other men. They nodded and followed his orders, and Rafael turned back to Suezo. "You and your men will be given Rondi warhorses. WE need to keep men behind to watch the island and defend it. The rest us move on across, where Admiral Windfeld will be waiting to take us to the next island. This victory alone was small -- the people of this island are loyal to Rondon. The next two that we go to will be full of Zephyy traitors, and there, your swiftness will be needed." Rafael turned and mounted his own horses, and the two hundred Rondi men who were going to stay behind gave up their horses to the Tawakoshi samurai. A few long minutes of orders and communication went around between them all. Four Rondi ships were going to stay near the bay, while the rest took off with other men to follow after Windfeld's ships. Meanwhile, the Rondi men went to the bay to wait for Windfeld -- to be ferried across to the next island...
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Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker'
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 48
Physical Description: Standing about 1.75 m tall, Windfeld is neither tall nor very muscular, though rugged and whether bitten are words that describe him well. Windfeld has a large, brown full beard and two eyes of different color each. His right is brown and the left is light blue and mostly kept behind a black patch.
Clothes and Equipment: Windfeld wears black boots, a large worn blue coat with a hat to match. Besides various exotic jewelry on his fingers, he wears a distinct necklace with a four leaf clover pendant with black gemstones and an carved ivory skull in the middle.
Registered: Nov 1, 2017 10:14:38 GMT -8
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Post by Windfeld 'Sea-shrieker' on Mar 22, 2018 22:50:46 GMT -8
Windfeld saw that the tide was not in his favor right now and with a disgruntled chuckle he signaled to his men to continue to the other side of the island. From here closer to the shore he had a great view of the dismantled Zephyy fleet, and it did look like the Rondí he little trouble with taking control of the remaining ships. To the Rondí these ships were probably the most expensive pieces of war spoil they could get their hands on and would be properly happy to seize them. But to Windfeld they were toys. You could steer a ship like you could steer any dead body - and dispose of it when it was no longer in a condition to your liking.
So it happened that Windfeld and the Rondí and Zephyy ships - one with a charming undead crew on board - docked on the other side of the now Rondí controlled part of Las Islas. "Well hello..! Who have we got here? Rafael my favorite sparring partner!" Windfeld said as he approached Rafael with no small amount of pirate friendliness. "We have caught a few Zephyy ships as you see - unspoiled. At least the ships themselves." he said with a murderous grin. His face turned more serious quickly though.
"Listen... Attacking head on would be the stupid solution with the advantage we carry here. There are four Zephyy ships and I could cloak their presence with mist like the Zephyy do, so they only see them shortly before they dock the harbor on the other side. Inside the ships you and whatever accomplished men you have in your mind would set foot on their land and and surprise them. Out from the fog only a little later me and the Rondí ships will appear to back you up. How does that sound huh?" he said and lit his pipe puffing a bit on it.
For some reason Windfeld seemed to enjoy the company of Rafael quite a bit and didn't seem to be discouraged by the the fact that the notion wasn't entirely shared by Rafael. "Ohh... One of the Zephyy ship is already full. We should have them dock first, after all they still carry their Zephyy clothes as a mark to their former lords." he said and gave a ruffled chuckle.
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