The Kingdom of Belrow
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Player's online availability : Most days
Registered: Apr 10, 2016 2:54:12 GMT -8
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jul 11, 2016 3:21:30 GMT -8
Lady Naoki nods thoughtfully once again. “Well, I’ll look forward to meeting him, then. That’s going to be quite the event…” She trails off, nodding thoughtfully to herself as she momentarily contemplates the logistics of the upcoming international summit. However, she snaps back to reality after a moment, again addressing Paralol. “Well, usually at this point we’d have a feast. Considering that you don’t eat and I just had lunch, I think we can safely skip that portion of the procedure. Unless you’d prefer to, it makes little difference to me. Which would then take us right into either the technical diplomatic talks- the hashing out of our agreements, or the gift exchange. Do you have a preference, or?...” Paralol mind returned to the conversation at hand. It seemed he had been off in his own head for nearly a month. "Let us get the gift exchange...out of the way. Although I am unable to give it to you personally. My convoy is still being held by your guards. If you like...we may return there and you may see for yourself the gifts we have brought with us."
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Ryden Greyiron
Dedicated
Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
Registered: Apr 30, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -8
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Jul 12, 2016 1:58:08 GMT -8
Ryden pushed his seat back from the table, taking to his feet.
"That sounds most excellent, and our thanks go out to you, Anbassador Paralol. I shall ensure that there is a more apt room prepared for discussion upon our return. After yourself, good sir."
The Governor nodded sharply to a pair of pages who sat in the corner of the room, silently ordering them to scuttle off and prepare one of the spare, small rooms for discussion. After that, he turned back to where the party of people would surely be walking out the door.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Aug 27, 2016 0:03:39 GMT -8
Lady Naoki sits in Keep Hall, at one of the long feast tables that run the length of the room. Across from her, a fairly well dressed gentleman sits, and is speaking passionately, gesturing with his arms, almost yelling, and making quite sure that Naoki is receiving everything he’s putting down. He is, as it turns out, a Minister of The Assembly, attempting to convince Naoki to champion a law he’s gone and thought up.
Naoki is sitting there, across from the man, totally unamused. Truthfully, she takes the man for something of an idiot, and his idea for the ravings of a madman. His law is, as she sees it, would be nice, on the condition they had an infinite amount of money to support such trivial things. But they do not, and as such, the money will continue to be spent on things that Isra requires to function. However, the last time she had told someone to stuff it after hearing their premise and findt inane, other politicians gave her flak for it. She told them to stuff it too, but has resigned herself to hearing out this buffoon, at least. Unfortunately enough for her, it doesn’t look like he’s planning on concluding anytime soon.
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Aug 27, 2016 0:09:45 GMT -8
Leading the Ao Outrider into the Keep Hall, the young guard from the gate gestures to Empress Naoki, sitting where she is at the table. "Right there, High Lady Naoki of Isra. The one with the tail."
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Aozora
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Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Aug 27, 2016 21:05:51 GMT -8
The Ao Outrider would nod and approach the High Lady, taking a knee and performing the Ao Salute. "Your highness. We scouts of Aozora encountered a massive monster coming from the south, our Lord Nishida sent us to track it and warn the neighboring lands. It appears to be a titanic spider, maybe 60-80 meters tall with a long bladed tail. One of our men who was struck by the blade suffered a infection that caused his skin around the wound to boil. It's heading toward the Free Plains now."
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Aug 27, 2016 22:06:54 GMT -8
Turning to face the outrider as he approaches and speaks his bit, Naoki listens carefully, completely ignoring the man across from her, who continues to drone on.
“Is it, now.”
Moving to stand from her seat, Naoki seems almost pleased to have something interesting to do with her afternoon.
“Well, that sounds like something needs to be dealt with. Leonard!”
At the call, a pageboy standing off at one side crocks his head to one side in inquiry. Leonard, evidently. It would seem as if he is mute.
“See that this man is taken care of,” Naoki gestures to the outrider. With that and not so much as a ‘Goodbye’, Naoki strides from the Keep Hall, leaving the outrider, the politician, and the pageboy with only each other’s company.
The page would, as instructed, see to it that the outrider received a square meal, the opportunity to rest in one of The Citadel’s guest quarters, and whatever other sorts of miscellaneous amenities he might require before escorting him from The Citadel.
The politician, for as obnoxious as he has been up until this point, at least has the decency to recognize the importance of this situation, and nods quietly to himself before taking his papers and trudging back to whatever dingy hole he came out of.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 23, 2016 19:26:48 GMT -8
On the evening following Lady Naoki’s speech, The Keep Hall is- perhaps surprisingly, quiet. Those who would normally be loitering have duties that have drawn them elsewhere or else have opted simply to stay out of the way. A few knots of individuals sit or stand, sharing conversations, meals, or both, but by and large, the Keep Hall is relatively unoccupied.
However, down at the end of one of the tables that run the length of the room, Lady Naoki sits alone. Before her on the table is what would seem to be a plate , and on that plate, there appears to be a slab of meat. Knife in one hand, fork in the other, she proceeds meticulously about devouring it, cutting off cubes of meat and putting them into her mouth. She eats quickly, with little regard for the other inhabitants of the room or the table manners that might be expected in Le Palais des Ailes.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Oct 24, 2016 14:12:31 GMT -8
Tyrus Sephiran enters the keep hall, haven't gotten clearance before. He dressed in fine clothes but also wore light armor. "Lady Naoki, I Tyrus Sephiran, petition you to grant me a position in the armed forces in the campaign against Goraia. When I was removed from office I felt a great loss of pride and purpose, I wish to reclaim that on the field of battle. Please make me an officer, your highness, I would gladly command troops in your name."
Tyrus prostrated himself before the High Lady of Isra.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 24, 2016 22:13:11 GMT -8
Naoki notices Tyrus approaching just as another cube of meat enters her mouth. Silently placing the fork down next to her plate, she turns halfway about on the bench to face him, chewing her mouthful as he speaks his bit.
After he does, the Keep Hall goes even quieter than it had been previously, every set of eyes present trained on Naoki and Tyrus. Somewhat uncomfortable in the sudden and unexpected scrutiny, Naoki shifts a bit in her seat.
After a few moments in this awkward silence, Naoki breaks it, “Tyrus, get off the floor; it’s not clean. Have a seat, or something…”
After allowing him a moment to at least get up off the floor, she continues, “I appreciate that you’re very serious, but there’s no need to get down on the floor like that. I’m a citizen who has been democratically elected- not any sort of God-King…” Trailing off, she wipes her mouth with a cloth and turns to face Tyrus properly, wherever he may have seated himself or stands.
“If you would like to serve in the armed forces, I’m not going to deny you the opportunity. The Legions are still lacking in competent Centurions, and you would probably do well in such a position. What sort of experience do you have leading soldiers into battle?” inquires Naoki with a raised eyebrow.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Oct 24, 2016 23:19:03 GMT -8
Tyrus stands and takes a seat. "Thank you, still, you are the one in power."
"I have experience on the battlefield from my homeland. 6 years as a footsoldier, 9 years as an officer. I've participated in three campaigns and has taken two cities and 3 forts as an officer. After my 15 year career I left to start a new life, eventually finding myself here. I have still practiced with the sword and retain my proficiency in combat. My experience in tactics are of another land however, I may have to adapt to the strategies of Isra, but most of it should translate well." If Tyrus was offered anything to eat or drink he would refuse, he would not indulge until it was time to celebrate.
"Where I have failed in my administrative duty, I will redeem myself in blood and steel."
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Ryden Greyiron
Dedicated
Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
Registered: Apr 30, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -8
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Oct 25, 2016 3:51:02 GMT -8
Ryden enjoyed his meal - a fine cut of steak, accompanied by sautéed mushrooms and potatos baked in rosemary - a few tables along from Naoki, having come up to the Keep Hall where he usually ate, following the declaration of war. His slow, methodical process of eating was interrupted, however, when the deposed Tyrus Sephiran burst into the room, rambling on about petitioning, pride, and purpose, and he was not sure whether to groan or smile inwardly, although he did try his very best to maintain a some-what professional composure - which, admittedly, was astonishingly difficult as he watched the former Prime Minister throw himself to the ground like some poor commoner adulating a great deity.
He put his head and continued to eat as their conversation went on, relatively nearby, although he couldn't help but gently shake his head and roll his eyes when Naoki offered Tyrus a military commission. It was one thing to want to get the man out of the way, another entirely to get him out of the way by putting him in a position to do damage. He did wonder if this was a genuine sentiment expressed by Naoki, or simply an excuse to get Tyrus out of her hair whilst she was attempting to eat her dinner.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Oct 27, 2016 20:38:51 GMT -8
Listening, Naoki nods several times and waves a dismissive sort of hand as she responds, “Oh, oh, ok, fair enough- you’re more than qualified. In that case, head on over to The Tower. I’ll have someone over there receive you and sort things out, do the paperwork, and see where you’re needed. I think a few legions are still choosing their Centurions, and the fleet is lacking in marines. I’m sure a suitable position will present itself.”
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Oct 28, 2016 3:08:04 GMT -8
"Thank you, Lady Naoki. I will give it my all." Tyrus bows to Naoki and Ryden before heading to the Tower. <exit to The Tower>
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Mar 5, 2017 16:23:30 GMT -8
In the early hours of mid-morning following her visit to the Blake residence, Lady Naoki enters the Keep Hall alone, to the scattered applause of the paltry handful of civil servants who are awake at this hour, present in the Keep Hall, and conscious enough to clap.
She raises a hand and offers a small wave in response, but is far from fully functional herself, not having gotten very much sleep between coordinating yesterday’s offensive and this present moment. Still, she’s awake enough to take her mug and writing supplies over to an empty table, seat herself, and set about crafting the speech she’s scheduled to give later in the day. Every so often, she’ll raise her head up, take a sip from her mug, and cast a glance in the direction of the doors, before quietly setting the mug down and resuming her work.
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Oct 16, 2017 9:32:36 GMT -8
The guards leading Dorman Bovar make their way through the courtyard to the doors of The Keep Hall. “The Empress is currently occupied. Please wait here.” He gestures through the door. Within, lunch is being served. Ministers, workers, and off-duty guards and soldiers shuffle about carrying plates and dining in small, quiet groups before they need to return to their respective duties.
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Dorman Bovar
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 18:25:30 GMT -8
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Post by Dorman Bovar on Oct 16, 2017 13:25:01 GMT -8
The Isran Empire Robert FletcherDorman nodded "very well, we are happy to wait." Dorman bid the guards farewell and patiently stood alongside his Varan guards.
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Oct 16, 2017 15:19:32 GMT -8
Robert stepped into the hall, followed by his ever-present assistant Ms. Booker. She carried a rather precarious stack of papers and folders, while Robert walked unencumbered. As he strode across the hall, he spotted Dorman and grinned broadly.
"Why, Mr. Bovar! What a, er, pleasant surprise to see you here. What brings you all the way here? It's been quite a while since I've seen you last, how have you been? Has business been good with the Northwest Trading Company? I must say, I still remember my days with the company fondly."
Turning to his assistant, he added:
"Hazel, this is Mr. Bovar. He's an, uh, old business associate of mine."
Ms. Booker looked up at the man through her glasses, seemingly unimpressed by the man.
"Nice to meet you, sir."
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Dorman Bovar
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 18:25:30 GMT -8
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Post by Dorman Bovar on Oct 16, 2017 16:10:38 GMT -8
Robert FletcherDorman saw Robert and grinned, approaching him and offering a firm handshake. "Mr. Fletcher! Aye, it has been quite some time!" Dorman remembered this man from Bleakharbor, when the Northwestern Trading Company had first began. "It is good to see you again!" Dorman bowed slightly before Ms Booker, "a pleasure, Hazel," he would say. Turning back to his old friend he would continue. "The Northwestern Trading Company was doing quite well, my friend, quite well. But you're probably wondering why I vanished - and why you never received a return on your investment." "My adventurous nature got the better of me. Determined to find a better trade route between two lucrative port cities, I sailed my ship into uncharted waters - and there I was attacked by a sea monster. It rose from the depths, throwing my ship against the rocks! Only a handful of men and myself survived the carnage! We floated back to safety upon pieces of my vessel. When I returned to Bleakharbor months later I found my warehouses, vessels, and assets sized by the Vylo Clan." Dorman frowned, looked down at his boots, then shrugged. "They took everything from me! What Clan Vylo did not want they demolished or sold to local trade guilds! I... can't blame them entirely... everyone must have thought for certain I was dead. But I am back now - and more determined than ever. But I must start from the bottom and reacquire my wealth." Dorman held his hands up, "that's why I'm here! I have a ship, a crew, and now all I need is some money! I've come to Isra seeking a loan. Might you know where I can get one, or who I may speak to? With this loan I intend to purchase goods in the city to sell elsewhere."
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 29, 2017 17:36:04 GMT -8
Robert nodded, awestruck by the man's tale. He'd heard rumors of sea serpents and krakens, but hadn't put much thought into them. In fact, he hadn't thought much about the northwest trading company much at all for quite some time. Still, it was good to see Dorman safe and sound, even if he was just here to ask for money.
"Well, if it's a loan you're looking for, you've come to the right place. I can provide capital, at a very reasonable interest rate. Very, very reasonable. How much do you need, exactly? I can vouch for you, so you should be able to get more than you ordinarily would, but with your record and lack of assets, I can only do so much...still, I'm fairly certain that I can get you what you need. Hazel, please set up a file for Mr. Bovar here."
The assistant nodded, adjusting her glasses and scribbling quickly on a long roll of paper.
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Dorman Bovar
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 18:25:30 GMT -8
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Post by Dorman Bovar on Nov 29, 2017 17:50:54 GMT -8
Dorman scratched his big, brown beard for a few moments, pondering a fair loan. "I'd reckon 15,000 gold coins should do me. That ought to be enough to pay me men, and to procure some necessary items for me to trade. What do you say, Mr. Fletcher?"
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