Zvir
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newly created
Physical Description: Six feet tall and chiseled from polished stone, Zvir is a fierce-looking creature. A humanoid body, with two digitigrade legs and a long, prehensile tail. Its hands are "clawed" and its head is dragon-like, elongated to a beak-like mouth, two sockets that glow red when active, and capped with two foot-long horns. It has two, large dragon-like wings.
Appears to be made of gray granite. Muscular, despite it not having any actual affect on its strength. It is etched with countless runes that encircle its throat, wrists and ankles and, when under duress or fighting particularly fiercely, they glow with a red light.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zvir wears only a rather richly-colored loincloth. It is unenchanted, and completely mundane but it seems to put mortals at ease.
Its spear, however, is enchanted to be particularly fatal. Made of the same stone as he is, the tip and haft are etched with runes and it is incredibly heavy but largely functions as metal. It's sharp, and difficult but not impossible, to destroy.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 12:02:12 GMT -8
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Post by Zvir on Apr 23, 2018 12:09:03 GMT -8
The seen that played before him was no more interesting to him than the march of many bugs upon the first floor. Yet, he was to protect theme people and thus he dragged his perceptions to Rune's questions. The smaller creature seemed more curious than he and he decided that simply listening to the answers of his questions would be enough to get the information he needed.
The men had looked old, as far as he knew. Perhaps they were marching to their deaths. "They discarded their items. A foolish thing, unless these are to be collected and distributed to the younger humans."
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Rickent
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 23
Physical Description: Rickent is an average man, of average build. He stands at 5'8".
Clothes and Equipment: For his everyday gear, he wears a leather chestpiece, and some light padded armor. His only abnormal piece of kit is his crossbow, which looks pretty ordinary.
Registered: Feb 12, 2018 21:52:31 GMT -8
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Post by Rickent on Apr 24, 2018 13:19:03 GMT -8
"Despite our occasional disastrous battle, some of the soldiers survive long enough to grow old. Some of them are content to retire outside the walls, living with their families and training the next generation of guards who have taken their posts. There are also those consumed by curiosity and zeal. Perhaps once every five to twenty years, they band together and form an expeditionary force. Soldiers of the fortress are not allowed past Primus. Not everything that comes through from the Beyond is immediately recognizable as monstrous. If you step through Dolmen Gate, there is no return journey. Should anyone do that and try to return, I'd shoot them just as surely as I did Ramuthra."
He fingers his badge again.
"They march to the Beyond, abandoning their posts, prestige, and privilege. They leave behind their badges of office and rank and go to their deaths. Asora hates it, but such is tradition. She meets them to challenge their resolve, but she can no more stop it than stop the moths from gathering to the light. Someday, when I am old and my aim is poor, I will march with them."
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Apr 26, 2018 9:50:54 GMT -8
Tradition was often a concept that Rune found somewhat odd. By his own observations, it made people often do odd things that he wouldn't think they would do otherwise. He had never seen such extreme tradition such as this, however.
"But... why? If they have served for so long here wouldn't they want to at least try and live out the rest of their lives outside of the Fort after retiring instead of killing themselves? It just seems like a waste..." Rune frowned. To just throw away your life like that, even when you are old seemed pointless. Life was always so full of potential, limitless potential, why throw it away for something so certain?
He also couldn't imagine potentially serving a large portion of his life here at the Fort only to reward himself at the end with some sort of ritualistic suicide, which for all intents and purposes he saw this tradition as.
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Zvir
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newly created
Physical Description: Six feet tall and chiseled from polished stone, Zvir is a fierce-looking creature. A humanoid body, with two digitigrade legs and a long, prehensile tail. Its hands are "clawed" and its head is dragon-like, elongated to a beak-like mouth, two sockets that glow red when active, and capped with two foot-long horns. It has two, large dragon-like wings.
Appears to be made of gray granite. Muscular, despite it not having any actual affect on its strength. It is etched with countless runes that encircle its throat, wrists and ankles and, when under duress or fighting particularly fiercely, they glow with a red light.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zvir wears only a rather richly-colored loincloth. It is unenchanted, and completely mundane but it seems to put mortals at ease.
Its spear, however, is enchanted to be particularly fatal. Made of the same stone as he is, the tip and haft are etched with runes and it is incredibly heavy but largely functions as metal. It's sharp, and difficult but not impossible, to destroy.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 12:02:12 GMT -8
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Post by Zvir on Apr 26, 2018 10:05:41 GMT -8
Listening to this bizarre tale, Zvir was silent. There was no logical reason for this ritual, which made it an unknown to him. Yet there were enough of those curious souls to march through so often. What is the point of the knowledge they could gain, if they could never bring it back? By Rickent's own admission, these people would be killed even if they could somehow return. The idea was strange and difficult to understand. There was no benefit, in his mind, to going through those gates. No difference they might make and so, in short, they were wasted. Even using blood magic and sacrificing their bodies would be a more meaningful end if said magic was used to defend the walls.
Despite his lack of understanding, however, he held no concerns of his own well-being in the case of such a ritual as he had no fear of aging. There was no retirement, beyond or Beyond these walls that awaited him at the end of his eternity.
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Rickent
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 23
Physical Description: Rickent is an average man, of average build. He stands at 5'8".
Clothes and Equipment: For his everyday gear, he wears a leather chestpiece, and some light padded armor. His only abnormal piece of kit is his crossbow, which looks pretty ordinary.
Registered: Feb 12, 2018 21:52:31 GMT -8
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Post by Rickent on Apr 27, 2018 14:59:05 GMT -8
Rickent starts walking along the wall, continuing the conversation as he goes,
"Perhaps you'll understand after your first battle. I'm not sure I would have, until I first saw one of the creatures from the Beyond. There is another world beyond Dolmen Gate, and it is as beautiful as it is dangerous. To see it in its full majesty, to experience its wonders for even a moment before the end. The price of this is death. I find this price acceptable."
He pauses for a moment, considering, before he marches onward,
"And there is a saying, too. 'Young soldiers die, but old soldiers merely fade'. I'm still a young soldier, so I can't say I understand it yet. Perhaps there are those who would disprove it."
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Apr 30, 2018 10:05:54 GMT -8
"Hmm..." Rune's brow creased momentarily as he thought over Rickent's response, but in the end, said no more and just followed him. He wasn't quite sure his views would change so easily, but he was willing to find out.
He followed after Rickent, whistling a tune idly. He was starting to get bored. Hopefully, they would be able to see Asora soon.
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Zvir
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newly created
Physical Description: Six feet tall and chiseled from polished stone, Zvir is a fierce-looking creature. A humanoid body, with two digitigrade legs and a long, prehensile tail. Its hands are "clawed" and its head is dragon-like, elongated to a beak-like mouth, two sockets that glow red when active, and capped with two foot-long horns. It has two, large dragon-like wings.
Appears to be made of gray granite. Muscular, despite it not having any actual affect on its strength. It is etched with countless runes that encircle its throat, wrists and ankles and, when under duress or fighting particularly fiercely, they glow with a red light.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zvir wears only a rather richly-colored loincloth. It is unenchanted, and completely mundane but it seems to put mortals at ease.
Its spear, however, is enchanted to be particularly fatal. Made of the same stone as he is, the tip and haft are etched with runes and it is incredibly heavy but largely functions as metal. It's sharp, and difficult but not impossible, to destroy.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 12:02:12 GMT -8
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Post by Zvir on May 9, 2018 17:58:49 GMT -8
"This place is the same as any other location." Zvir argued, but did not seem invested in proving his point as he trailed behind Rune, descending into the city. Whether this strange place in the Beyond was so powerful a lure as Rickent seemed to believe it was or not, he could not see the wisdom in perishing just to see it. Perhaps it was a sort of afterlife for these people, but even that thought was too difficult to manage for long. As his thought grew more complex, however, the rune once more forced them into their core simplicity. He was to defend this place, not make philosophical arguments against their mass suicide rate.
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Rickent
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 23
Physical Description: Rickent is an average man, of average build. He stands at 5'8".
Clothes and Equipment: For his everyday gear, he wears a leather chestpiece, and some light padded armor. His only abnormal piece of kit is his crossbow, which looks pretty ordinary.
Registered: Feb 12, 2018 21:52:31 GMT -8
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Post by Rickent on May 9, 2018 22:44:03 GMT -8
Rickent guides them back out into the military district, and up to a building built flush with Secundus. It is slightly taller than the surrounding buildings, but otherwise indistinguishable from the rest of the cityscape. He steps through a low archway and into the building proper. The archway itself houses a small, sturdy-looking gate, which hangs open.
The interior of the building is disorientingly built. The walls of the foyer are polished, seamless jet, so smooth that perfect reflections stare back at them from odd angles. The gate faces the wall, preventing sunlight from entering. A single lantern hangs from the ceiling, reflections of its flickering light stretching into infinity. Rickent stops at the center of the room, and gestures to the door in the far wall.
"Here we are. Asora awaits."
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on May 13, 2018 16:28:09 GMT -8
Rune follows Rickent into the strange building, marveling silently at the mirror polished walls. He guessed that they were a black marble of some sort, in pristine condition. Once Rickert motioned towards the door and spoke, Rune immediately stepped forward, eager to meet Asora.
"Right through this door? Oh boy, I hope she isn't still angry from that scene before" he said, striding towards the door and reaching out to open them and make his way through.
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