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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jun 12, 2015 16:09:37 GMT -8
Ildesias poured over the letter with keen, eager eyes. He took in every word, phrase and sentence, digesting the information with the utmost care despite the dozens of people around him.
"Unfortunately, the assembly is off-limits to all visitors. Only members of the assembly are allowed to enter that room, but due to the supposed urgency of the situation, I'll make an exception just this once. There is no session right now, so it should be empty."
"Come," he told them, beginning to move back into the citadel. "We have many matters to discuss," he explained as he led the way to the assembly chamber.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
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Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jun 12, 2015 17:57:41 GMT -8
Zaltos followed directly beside Ildesias to his right. His members moving slightly behind him to the side. Urgency seemed to carry the stride, everyone moving a little quicker than normal.
"This should be interesting..", Zaltos whispered to himself.
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Andraste Ruana
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Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
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Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Jun 12, 2015 21:56:07 GMT -8
Andraste follows her Lord silently, watchful and wary, though showing no outward signs of the fact.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jun 29, 2015 10:22:18 GMT -8
Ildesias stepped out of the gates, a guardsman following him and ready to relay any orders given. As people still moved to and fro their new homes, the majority still very much in construction, he crossed his arms outside the entrance to the Citadel and peered up to the Norkari Mountains in the west. There, at the end of a small road, lay the Bell Mines.
It was a worrying thought. Reports had stopped coming, from both messenger and bird and he knew his only option now was to send soldiers to investigate in force. But he couldn't interrupt the feast, nor could he bother his guests with such worry.
"Gather the VIII Company," Ildesias told the officer. "And send for the boy, Zatch. I want him to lead the men."
A prime opportunity to see if the young man was up to the challenge of true command, he decided.
"At once, Sir!" The soldier replied, saluting before running off to gather the requested troops.
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
Registered: May 17, 2015 13:41:25 GMT -8
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jun 30, 2015 17:54:04 GMT -8
Along came a caravan of people and carriages. Surrounding them was 200 Phoenix State Grand Army soldiers to escort them. These soldiers would take no part in the feasting. The leading group of State Reps and Officers made their way to the gate of the Citadel
"We are here for the festivities. Where do the people need to go and where do the food and gifts need to go?" One of the State Reps asked the nearest guard.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 16:14:21 GMT -8
Godfrey came upon the caravan from behind. "Oh boy. A line," He grumbled just loud enough for one of the caravan guards to hear him. He set a medium size sack gently on the ground.
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jul 1, 2015 17:06:43 GMT -8
"You're more than welcome to go ahead of us." A guard responded, "I'll escort you past the caravan."
The guard then walked over to Godfrey, "Maybe you'd like me to carry your bag?" extending his arm to pick it up for Godfrey.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 17:39:53 GMT -8
Godfrey picked his bag up before the guard could touch it. "No thanks," he said annoyed. "You guys look awfully important. Based on the number, your guarding some kind of official or a shipment of gold." He looked past the guard to the caravan. "And your wagons are not weighed down enough for just gold. Do you think its smart to let an armed warrior walk to the front of your caravan where the official is likely trying to pass into the Citadel?" Godfrey eyeballed the guard and shrugged, "but hey I suppose my guess here could be completely wrong."
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
Registered: May 17, 2015 13:41:25 GMT -8
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jul 1, 2015 17:48:06 GMT -8
"It's not important who is here and what is inside them. I feel comfortable escorting you because I know there is always going to be an elfin archer with his sights on you. I just figure we'd be safer with you at the front instead of behind. So let's make this a little easier for both us and let me escort you around." The guard spoke with an informative tone, almost telling the man he was going to escort him regardless.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 17:56:34 GMT -8
Godfrey laughed, "There's your true colors. I thought you were being too polite." He grinned, "What of I say no?" He stared the guard down waiting for a reply. Godfrey likes pushing soldiers buttons. Its a flaw, he knows, but oh so entertaining.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 2, 2015 4:47:19 GMT -8
"We can't find him, Lord," a soldier said, as he ran back through the gates to where Ildesias and a number of some one hundred armed soldiers had gathered outside the gates; standing in a perfectly square formation with all the discipline and splendour of a professional force. At the front, a standard bearer held the standard of the city so all would know to whom their allegiances lay.
"Very well. We will depart without him," Ildesias replied, as he gazed over to The Phoenix State soldiers and their guests. He would have officially greeted them, but this was not the time for such things. He would let Tyrus handle the diplomacy for now.
"Would you like him punished, Lord Ildesias?" The soldier asked, to which Ildesias shook his head.
"Nay. He is not officially part of the military and needs heed no call to service. He is likely pre-occupied and unaware of what is happening or that we have asked for him. It's a shame, but he has broken no laws."
The soldier nodded, saluted, then moved away.
"Men of Company VIII," the man said, turning to address the gathered men. "We march now to the Bell Mines for the purpose of investigating a call of distress we received several hours ago. Be ready for trouble! Due to the lack of anyone else capable of leading you and the high importance of the strategic location involved, I will oversee this mission personally."
The soldiers saluted at once; their fist and forearm pressed against their chests.
"We march in open order at a steady pace. Move out!"
The salutes were dropped, at which point the soldiers turned, formed a column and began to march without question down to the plains. At their side, Ildesias kept pace.
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
Registered: May 17, 2015 13:41:25 GMT -8
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jul 2, 2015 19:09:03 GMT -8
The officers at the entrance of the Citadel took notice to the military formation and march of the Free City soldiers. They were still waiting on directions of where to send the goods for the event. Waiting, they enjoyed the view.
As for Godfrey in the rear, the guard responded quickly, "Then you wait here and waste hours of your day."
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Post by Grand General Sinn on Jul 2, 2015 19:15:06 GMT -8
Grand General Sinn would come through the entrance of the Gate about the time the soldiers cleared his view. He would take notice to the people from The Phoenix State. He'd find his way to the group at the gate.
"I see you all found your way. Was their any trouble in your travels? I hope you took a look at what is going on here, it's marvelous to me." He spoke to the group.
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Zatch Morandac
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I will be gone for the next week to set up a boy scout camp. Sorry
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 22
Physical Description: Zatch has a bit of a broad face, though still quite handsome. He has long golden hair that is tied up in a low ponytail in the back. He has piercing pale blue eyes and a healed scar on his right cheek, though is slight darker then the rest of his face. He is 6"5' and weighs roughly 200-210 lb. His body is quite muscular, but not bulging, and toned from his training with his father. From this though, it had gotten a layer of calluses all over his body from the training his endured.
Clothes and Equipment: Normal clothes: A green button down shirt with with a black vest. He wears a brownish pants made to be very durable. He uses a bow as well, which he uses more frequently when he isn't in his armor. This is because his armor doesn't allow much mobility with the bow. He will also have either a short sword or a dirk with him in case any combat gets too close to use the bow.
Armor: He has a sliver-ish white body plates and leg plates with golden trimmings. The shoulders have large curved shoulder guards since he prefers dual swords then to the shield, though still dons on on his back in case one of his swords are lost in battle for any number of reasons.
In the leather satchel: He has rope, throwing knives, a water bag and some food along with his regular clothes when he is traveling and wearing his armor. He also carries two spell books: One for Fire spells and one for light spells and healing.
Registered: Jun 2, 2015 16:49:26 GMT -8
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Post by Zatch Morandac on Jul 2, 2015 21:56:34 GMT -8
He arrived at the gates of the citadel in full armor, stopping in front of Ildesias at salute. "I am so so sorry, Lord! I hadn't gotten message until just recently and came as fast as I could with my things. So I am here as you requested sir." He still saluted to him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 12:44:24 GMT -8
Godfrey smiled at the guard. "So your yielding?"
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 3, 2015 15:25:37 GMT -8
"Ah, good. I began to think you didn't get my message," Ildesias told Zatch, smirking a little while peering up towards the mountains in the west. "I have a mission for us. I also figured that this would be as good a time as any to see how you take charge of a company of men. While I will personally oversee the operation, the men of Company VIII are hereby under your command."
"Are you aware of our objective? To investigate the disturbances in the Bell Mines to the west. Our first step is to get there, however, so we shouldn't spend too much time talking."
He continued walking, waiting until Zatch took charge before marching on to the mountains.
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
Registered: May 17, 2015 13:41:25 GMT -8
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jul 3, 2015 18:14:55 GMT -8
(Co-Authored Post. Instead of one liners, it was best to make one scene.)
"Let's go... It's been a long march and i'm not interested in games." The guard spoke to Godfrey.
Directions soon came about. Carriages and people began to move. On the steps, after the representatives took off, a few officers remained.
"Grand General Sinn, we watched a mighty man march off into the distance with about one hundred or so men. Any idea on what's going on?" An officer spoke to Sinn.
"It's rather odd, to be honest. There's supposed to be festivities the evening... Gather 100 of the best men we have right now. We're going to follow." Sinn spoke to his officer.
"Give us time to get the people into the Citadel. When the last civilian is in, the last soldier will be taking formation." The soldier spoke, snapping to attention and saluting.
"I'm going to go inform the Pharaoh on what is going on. This should be enough time to get everything done." Sinn spoke before turning around and taking back off into the Citadel, leaving his officers to make preparations.
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Zatch Morandac
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I will be gone for the next week to set up a boy scout camp. Sorry
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 22
Physical Description: Zatch has a bit of a broad face, though still quite handsome. He has long golden hair that is tied up in a low ponytail in the back. He has piercing pale blue eyes and a healed scar on his right cheek, though is slight darker then the rest of his face. He is 6"5' and weighs roughly 200-210 lb. His body is quite muscular, but not bulging, and toned from his training with his father. From this though, it had gotten a layer of calluses all over his body from the training his endured.
Clothes and Equipment: Normal clothes: A green button down shirt with with a black vest. He wears a brownish pants made to be very durable. He uses a bow as well, which he uses more frequently when he isn't in his armor. This is because his armor doesn't allow much mobility with the bow. He will also have either a short sword or a dirk with him in case any combat gets too close to use the bow.
Armor: He has a sliver-ish white body plates and leg plates with golden trimmings. The shoulders have large curved shoulder guards since he prefers dual swords then to the shield, though still dons on on his back in case one of his swords are lost in battle for any number of reasons.
In the leather satchel: He has rope, throwing knives, a water bag and some food along with his regular clothes when he is traveling and wearing his armor. He also carries two spell books: One for Fire spells and one for light spells and healing.
Registered: Jun 2, 2015 16:49:26 GMT -8
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Post by Zatch Morandac on Jul 3, 2015 18:20:34 GMT -8
He nodded, coming to rest. "Alright, sir. I will not fail you." He looked at him, his face hardening. "Thank you for place your trust in me for leading them." He turned towards the company. "From here on, or till the Lord says so, I will be your captain. For order of business, move out. To the mines!" He said in a tone that left no room for questioning. "Encircle the group and keep watch for anything out of the unusual!" He ordered them, finding that they did as he said and formed a loose enough barrier around the group enough have them to be spaced around them equally, but little enough room for any bandits or attacker to successful penetrate the barrier of men.
He nodded at the men and the formation and turned to Godfrey, now able to answer his question. "Yeilding? What do you mean? I serve the Lord, but I don't plan on yielding....so if there is another meaning to that question, please reinstate it. I don't quite understand what you are asking." He looked at the man.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 5, 2015 6:41:17 GMT -8
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The Phoenix State
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Roleplay posts: 151
Registered: May 17, 2015 13:41:25 GMT -8
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Post by The Phoenix State on Jul 5, 2015 15:56:21 GMT -8
Eventually directions were given to the beings at the gate. The officers would give orders and the carriages would go to where they were directed to. The people would begin to fall in line, moving into the Citadel slowly.
After about an hour, the carriages were at their locations and most of the people were inside. The officers began pulling specific soldiers to the side. They would begin to fall in line little by little.
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