Eric
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 23
Physical Description: Eric is a lanky man of about 5'10" in height, with pretty standard features. He has brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, and no noteworthy features.
Clothes and Equipment: Eric wears a navy blue trench coat with light leather padding and a white shirt beneath, and wears a pair of well used boots. On his belt he keeps two bars of a strong steel.
Registered: Jan 13, 2018 8:38:14 GMT -8
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Post by Eric on Apr 28, 2018 5:56:03 GMT -8
Eric gave an affirmative “yep” to Hester’s order, walking along the left side of the group. He glances up at the stony ceiling every so often, looking for any threats from above.
He stopped as the mage announced their new problem, echoing the questions of his comrades. “What sort of problem?”
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Apr 23, 2024 4:14:33 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2018 19:06:51 GMT -8
"As Dirk here has noticed, we have been going in a circle. We are not descending or ascending, nor is the curve getting tighter, which confirms we are moving in a perfect circle. By my calculations, we should have past the entrance by now, yet we haven't, which is extremely odd..." Nero's voice trails off.
Nero coughs, whispering to himself as he examines the runes, "The Aelerians oft liked to use elaborate illusion based magic in their defenses, this is my first guess as to what this is..."
Nero rummaged around in his cloak before pulling out four silver rings, "These are enchanted with a magic suppressing effect, put them on and the illusions should no longer affect you."
He handed one to each of the adventurers, before slipping on one himself.
Immediately upon putting on the ring, the group's surroundings would seemingly change as the false visions faded. The glowing blue runes changed revealing themselves to be a pulsating red, though the hallway remained the same. They would feel very hungry all of the sudden as well, and thirsty. The soles of their feet and legs would feel sore as if they had been standing for an extended period, and perhaps their eyes would droop from drowsiness. In those few minutes in the illusion, a large amount of time had transpired rather quickly.
The party would find themselves standing in the spot where the runes had first activated, and as they peered further down the hall they would see the past victims of this dangerous farce, their flesh had long ago rotted away, leaving only bones after they died of dehydration, not realizing it at all under the effect of powerful illusions.
Nero, now breathing heavily as the effects of the time past hit him all at once would kneel momentarily, his gaze affixed down the hall as he rested for a few tics, "This may be the first of many dangers, I fear..." he said, as he stared down the darkened red-lit tunnel.
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Hester Fairweather
Committed
Roleplay posts: 51
Age: 25
Physical Description: A young woman, fairly tall standing five foot nine inches, and weighs a hair over one hundred and forty pounds. Her eyes are a striking brown and her hair a dirty red.
She has fair features and would be considered lovely to more than a few.
Yet this simple bard has many secretes... some grim. Sometimes , she could be found staring at the distance, with an expression of sorrow and anger.
Registered: Jul 23, 2017 14:03:19 GMT -8
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Post by Hester Fairweather on May 4, 2018 13:01:41 GMT -8
The weight of the time spent standing in a single place fell like a headmen's ax on Hester, she nearly dropped the near weightless sword, as the mage explained what had happened.
Sheer rage boiled from the "bard". " Are you a complete and utter moron?!" She hissed through clenched teeth. " You knew These people used illusions to this effect, and even planned for it! Yet did not so much as warn us that we may very likely encounter something like this?! Instead, you wait for us to fall headlong into this trap!?" The anger coursing through the warrior did little to battle the wariness, and she leaned against her weapon catching her breath.
" I can cut through spellcraft, reflect it back, and even find the sources with this sword. Had you but warned me of the possibility! " She growled. " I will not go one step further mage, not until you've answered some of my questions, and I will caution these two against going with you." Fire was in the woman's eyes as she attempted to use them to burn holes through that black hood of his.
Thirst and hunger slowly worked their way through the anger. " Do either of you have your own provisions?" Her tone was far gentler with her two comrades than it was for their current "leader" "If not I can share what I have." She offered sliding her back off one shoulder, still using her longsword to balance her self.
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Dirk Smithson
Established
Confessing
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: 32
Physical Description: Six feet and some change, heavy set, but muscular. Often wears heavy armor and uses a morningstar, but isn't overly attached to any one weapon. His face is often bruised from battle, though he's been able to keep most of his features intact.
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Clothes and Equipment: A heavy suit of armor and no weapons.
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Player's online availability : Frequent
Registered: Nov 16, 2017 20:23:26 GMT -8
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Post by Dirk Smithson on May 29, 2018 18:26:53 GMT -8
Working his gauntlet a bit, Dirk was a bit worried about whether the ring would fit one of his stubby fingers, yet fortunately it appeared to be just the right size. When he slipped it on, however, he immediately regretted the action. The others wavered around him, and while his legs were sore, (his arm even sorer from holding his useless club) he managed keep himself standing. Smithing often had you standing for hours on end, and was no easier on his arms than his legs. It was hunger and thirst that had really stymied him in his dream-like trance, however. He had barely eaten scraps before taking this job, and while he'd found a river to drink from and fill his waterskin it did not do much good if he were too magic'd up to drink it.
At Hester's outburst he decided now was as good a time as any to drink, pulling the waterskin and gulping a few swallows as she admonished their mysterious employer. Then, turning his attention back to her as she offered him food he reached up, scratching his cheek as he glanced away in evident embarrassment.
"Don't right have much food. Hopin' this wouldn't take long." he admitted, feeling a bit foolish. It was no real surprise that coming down here would take more than a few hours, that fact should have been readily apparently before he'd even laid eyes on the place. Didn't mean he had the money to pay, or the skill or woodcraft to hunt. He'd be easily written off as a vagabond if not for his armor, which he seemed to take some care in polishing.
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Eric
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 23
Physical Description: Eric is a lanky man of about 5'10" in height, with pretty standard features. He has brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, and no noteworthy features.
Clothes and Equipment: Eric wears a navy blue trench coat with light leather padding and a white shirt beneath, and wears a pair of well used boots. On his belt he keeps two bars of a strong steel.
Registered: Jan 13, 2018 8:38:14 GMT -8
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Post by Eric on May 30, 2018 5:26:20 GMT -8
Eric took the ring with minor hesitation, looking up at Nero. “Say, would this cancel out other magic abilities?” He asks, looking up as the others donned their rings, and disappeared from the illusion. “Well... I guess I’ve got no choice then.” He says, placing the ring on with a cheerful shrug.
This cheefulness wouldn’t carry on after putting on the ring, the hunger and exhaustion hitting him without warning. He felt light headed for a moment and stumbled to the side, bracing himself against the wall. He looked down as a step brought with it a crack, and saw his foot placed upon the pulverized remains of a ribcage. He gazed into the empty eye sockets of the skull, then looked back up. “On the bright side we didn’t up like these poor folks.” He then grimaced as his stomach growled with discontent, feeling far too hollow. “On the other hand, I have no substantial foodstuffs, didn’t think we’d need to worry about it. What about everyone 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 24, 2019 11:15:05 GMT -8
Cairex wasn't really sure where he was going at this point....or why. What he did know was that it was lunch time, and the rabbit he had caught earlier was calling his name. He found a small set of moss-covered ruins that would serve nicely as a shelter and began gathering up firewood.
Before long, a small crackling fire was raging in an out of sight alcove, the smell of cooking rabbit emanating throughout the surround. Cairex leaned his back against a clear patch of stone and watched the rabbit cook slowly, enjoying the breather in these seemingly peaceful woods. His massive sword lay near his foot, opposite his travelling pack. A slight tune could be heard by those who passed by as he whistled a song, some trifling ditty stuck in his head, title long forgotten.
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 24, 2019 11:36:44 GMT -8
Somewhere nearby came the sound of a citole and a quite beautiful voice as a woman began to sing. The feeling of energy might pick up and one might even wish to follow the sound. She wasn't too far away from a ruin she had seen before on her journey to another part of the world upon invitation. Faisine did not know there was another nearby, so situating herself at the bottom of an ancient oak and practicing, not the song of spell (though any song would be magic from her), but song of leisure. Her sweet voice was the hypnotic sort, drawing out wildlife in a fairy tale like fashion as she sang of love beneath the high sun. The wind seemed to pick up just a little bit and the rustle of the leaves became percussion underlying the music she made.
Upon inspection, one would fine a young woman with hair so light it could almost be white, a slender and petite figure with the face of a royal. She wore fine wool robes with boots of doe skin, and her hair was caught up in a messy updo on her head. Nearby sat her belongings, most in a pack, a fine staff with a blue crystal set aside, all of which would indicate she was some kind of traveler.
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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 24, 2019 12:32:33 GMT -8
Even in his human form, Cairex's hearing was sharp, the sound of signing reaching him over the sounds of sizzling rabbit meat. The rabbit still had a bit of cooking to do, so he decided to find the source of the singing. It had been a while since he had talked to anyone, so some conversation would be welcome.
Although...the more the words echoed through his head, the more he wanted to just relax and enjoy the day, but eventually his curiosity won out and he wandered out of the ruins to come almost face to face with a rather stunning woman. Cairex was tanned and fairly large for a human, his clothes travel-worn and very loose fitting.
"Hullo there!" He called out, hoping to be heard over the singing, "Care for some rabbit?"
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 24, 2019 16:01:24 GMT -8
She faltered when the stranger called out, standing up and gazed at the man warily. She moved to the other side of the tree and her head went to the side to peek at him. Faisine had somewhat of a feral look in her eyes even though she was most certainly not a peasant or a ranger. "No rabbit, thank you," came a dulcet voice, so sweet and soft. Her piercing blue gaze regarded him with no small amount of distrust. He had most certainly startled her when he called out to her.
It'd been quite some time since she was near a man. After the horrors she had witnessed during the end of the Goraian-Isran war, it was hard for her to be near other people, let alone someone of the opposite sex. It wasn't that she had a distinct dislike of the opposite sex, it was more of a cautionary thing than anything. She supposed that even if he had been Dantess, she would have had the same reaction, for she hadn't seen his face in three years. Three years? Oh goodness, had it been that long already?
"Who are you?" she asked in refined words that marked her as nobility. Then she moved out of view again and pressed her back to the tree.
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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 24, 2019 16:38:06 GMT -8
A very brief look of sadness crossed his features at Faisine's reaction to his presence. He had hoped that here in the wild it would not be so, that perhaps his 'alternate' nature would not be as offensive, but it was not to be. At least it was something he was used to by now.
"I mean you no harm, I am just a...well wanderer really is the best term." Not to mention the fact that if he did intend her harm, that tree would be about as useful as a spoon.
"I am Cairex Forgepyre...er, Sir Cairex Forgepyre technically, but Cairex is fine." He said, trying to sound cheerful, but it came out sort of...growly.
"I'm sorry for startling you, you're the first person I've encountered out here in about a week. Who might you be?"
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 24, 2019 17:12:01 GMT -8
"I am Faisine of the Usque," she said softly. "I haven't seen another person in three years." She slowly moved back around the tree. She did not expect him to have heard of her... In fact, if anyone ever forgot about her, she would not have been surprised one bit. Her eyes were on his face, she pressed her back against the front of the tree now and her hands lay flat against the bark.
The growl was not missed, but she didn't think of it as a threat and knew that if he had intended to frighten her, he could have already struck since she was vulnerable at the moment. "Good morrow, Sir Cairex," she said eventually, watching, the wariness still present in her gaze. It was as if she were a deer, skittish from those who would hunt.
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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 24, 2019 18:51:05 GMT -8
"The Usque sounds familiar, but I can't quite place why..." he trailed off, debating whether to sit on the soft, leaf-covered ground or remain standing.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Faisine of the Usque. I'm sorry I don't have more to offer than some rabbit, besides my blade and pack I don't have much else." He said, chuckling as he finally decided to sit.
"How did you go so long without speaking to another person?" Was blurted out after a few moments of silence between the two. He appeared more curious than everything, his mannerisms faintly canine in origin, head cocked to one side and a half-smile on his face.
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 24, 2019 19:20:03 GMT -8
"The Usque is an enchanted forest that was half decimated by the dragon Trogdor some years ago. I am a descendant of the people who live there, as is my cousin. I am guardian of the forest while her daughter is still a young child and not ready for the responsibility." She explained, starting to relax because he wasn't so bad.
"And you as well. It's alright, I forage as I walk. There are plenty of nuts and berries. I prefer not to have to eat meat unless there's not much choice in the matter." She pushed away from the tree and approached, a petite young woman more than likely dwarved by the man. "I did it on purpose... I..." She looked down and bit her lip. "The war between Isra and Goraia... I went to Goraia against the wishes of the Israns and saw some horrible things done to people, women especially. I was part of the liberation in the last battles in the war. I decided that I wanted to be away from people because of it, I cannot be rid of the memories. My homeland is no more, Verri was taken by the cataclysm and the land taken over by Medan, which was taken over by Goraia, and now belongs to Isra." It was a lot. "It makes one want to never see another person, another war again."
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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 25, 2019 13:20:40 GMT -8
A look of realization crossed Cairex's face as it dawned on him how he recognized the name.
"I do remember that, why did he stop burning the forest down?" He asked.
He looked down sadly, violence had torn apart every home he had ever had. "War is no place for someone with as gentle a soul as you." He said softly, eyes making contact with the "I understand losing your home and wanting to get away. But...wait, are we in the Usque now?"
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 25, 2019 15:07:17 GMT -8
"I don't know," she said honestly about the forest being burned. "Nobody ever told me the full story." Her eyes, the piercing blue of ocean water on a clear day, seemed to have an interesting thing happening that might indicate fae blood, the that almost nymph like behavior. They lowered and her cheeks pinkened at his observation. "No. The Usque will tell you if you are. Someone who seems as animalistic as you, that is. If you had not one drop of blood belonging to the ancestors of the people as a human being, you would go in circles. But you don't seem completely human, she I would think you'd hear the trees whispering secrets."
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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 26, 2019 7:21:52 GMT -8
"Trees whispering secrets got me into this mess in the first place." He chuckled, the memory now recalled almost fondly. "But at this point it's part of who I am." The nights of terror in the pitch dark woods until finally, he had come across the witch who had offered him a choice...
"You are not human either though, are you? I could hear it in your voice, no human's voice sounds like that. And no human's eyes look so...striking as yours." The smell of burning rabbit began to reach his nose, but he did not seem to care all that much.
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 26, 2019 8:04:54 GMT -8
"I am, but I am also a descendant of those who occupy the Usque. The closest way I can describe them is that they are nymph like creatures, resembling humans and with better memory capacity, but not humans." He had good observation. She moved again to the tree and sat down, pulling her citole back to her and plucking idly at the strings. He might notice the wind picking up slightly as if in response to the plucked notes.
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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 26, 2019 11:17:27 GMT -8
"That is perfectly obscure," he looked up as the wind rustled his hair ever so slightly. "Is that a side effect of your singing or intentional?"
"I'm no expert, and this is definitely hypocritical of me, but being alone for that long is probably not healthy. Where are you headed?"
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Faisine of the Usque
Dedicated
The songbird sings her soft melody...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 24
Physical Description: Hair: Blonde, almost a white blonde
Eyes: Piercing blue
Height: 5'2"
Build: Slender
Features: Noble
Clothes and Equipment: Eating Dagger
The clothing on her back
Staff
Citole
Rope
Grappling Hook
Tent
Utilities such as pots and pans, other dishes
Registered: Feb 13, 2015 19:45:34 GMT -8
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Post by Faisine of the Usque on May 26, 2019 12:29:46 GMT -8
"It can be both." She plucked and strummed gently, "I am not doing it on purpose now, I am merely practicing. I am going to a festival, and then I am going back to the Usque. And whether it is healthy or not to be on my own, this is the happiest I've felt in some time. I am, after all, of noble blood and was raised accordingly, to want for more. I have everything I want now, peace and harmony. Mostly. I'm not completely lonely, if that is what you worry about." And mostly, she added silently, I don't have anyone to rely on but myself.
The idea of having to rely on others left a sour taste in her mouth.
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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 27, 2019 15:46:16 GMT -8
"I...don't worry necessarily. I tend to mostly just wander around and thought if you needed protection on the way to the festival...or something." He finished rather awkwardly. Truth be told, he was somewhat tired of wandering alone, and his desire to be part of a pack wrestled internally with his desire to not accidentally hurt anyone.
"Er, nevermind actually. You seem to have things well in hand, and I am certainly not suitable companionship for a noblewoman on her way to a festival. But if you ever need someone to help protect a forest, come find me, I'm pretty good at that sort of thing."
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