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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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Jun 4, 2015 19:46:30 GMT -8
Andraste arrives in the Keep Hall about midway through the breakfast, sitting at her designated seat and smiling at the other present members, nodding in greeting with a soft, "Good morning." With the pleasantries out of the way she falls silent, staring at the bread before her for a moment before slicing a few pieces from the loaf and taking a bite of the warm, soft rye. After the night she's had, it tastes divine. She smiles to herself and pours herself some of the available wine. Before long, she's finished her meal, and she stands up, bowing to the other present members of the Court and departing the Keep Hall, looking to exit into the Citadel proper to hunt down a few Magi. She would need help if she wished to set the Collegium up effectively. Hopefully she could find volunteers to teach the students. If not, well...she would simply have to call upon old allies and acquire them from other sources. It would all be worked out. All of it...
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jun 4, 2015 21:10:59 GMT -8
Ildesias wouldn't be present for the morning breakfast, his presence kept elsewhere for a reason unknown until the majority of the food had been cleared. A few might still be eating when he finally entered the Keep Hall, but his lateness meant he had either eaten elsewhere or would go without.
He still looked rather tired, despite having an entire night to recover his strength and rest. As expected, he got far too few hours of sleep on account of matters of state; letters penned, documents written and orders passed to those few unfamiliar yet crucial faces working away from the public spotlight.
He took a seat upon the highest table, then drank from a cup of water that had been laid out for him beforehand. As he gazed across the room, he saw Dracoavis, Tyrus and Zatch, who seemed to have found some soldiers to order around. He decided quickly that he would keep an eye on him and inspect his progress. He didn't see the female mage anyway, so assumed she had either not yet arrived or already left.
He said nothing, just ate from the slice of bread and mixed fruits arranged on his plate.
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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 Jun 10, 2015 18:36:26 GMT -8
Tyrus was finishing his preparations for the guests from The Phoenix State and awaiting their arrival. He was dressed in his official attire and his hair was combed back, looking good in preparation for the celebrations.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jun 10, 2015 18:45:36 GMT -8
The fortified doors to the back of the hall were pulled open by Ildesias, who stepped back out into the main room from the Assembly beyond. Suddenly, the chatter of a hundred men and women was released into the room, before being silenced completely as the doors fell shut again.
Ildesias looked a little depressed as he approached Tyrus, with not much time to speak. "The guests are outside, or so I hear. There's another waiting, some sort of official from The Phoenix State riding a large beast. I'm going to go out and meet them personally at the gate."
He gave no command or suggestion, instead simply leaving the hall.
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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 Jun 10, 2015 18:51:48 GMT -8
Tyrus followed close behind, exiting the keep hall.
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Zatch Morandac
Established
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 Jun 20, 2015 21:03:11 GMT -8
<Entering from Training Grounds>
He sighed and looked around, heading to the food lane. He had no idea what he was doing at all and yet, He was a Captain. How did he get himself into this?
He got some food and looked for a place to sit in the hall. He found one and sat alone there.
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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 Jun 25, 2015 17:57:35 GMT -8
The feast is now ready in the Keep Hall, with a varied spread of delicious food. Tyrus tried arrange for a selection that would please all those attending with foreign food for those looking for an adventure into the unknown for their stomachs and local cuisine for those who wish to stay in their comfort zone. Entertainment during the feast was provided via music and dancers. Wines were readily available as well for this joyous occasion, in celebration of the collaboration and brotherhood between the fledgling Free City and their neighbors The Phoenix State. Tyrus was content with the feast and hoped all was satisfactory in the eyes of his peers and that everyone would enjoy themselves. ((Sorry if I wasn't very detailed, I tried my best lol ))
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jun 27, 2015 6:42:04 GMT -8
(It's fine by me haha.)
Ildesias gazed upon the feast with a smile, watching as the many who were invited to the grand occasion began to flood the hall and take their pick of drink, food and entertainment. The elf himself considered taking to the floor in order to dance, but alas, duty called before he could join the occasion proper.
"Pray make sure there's enough left for our important guests from the assembly hall, Tyrus. And good work, this feast is fantastic," Ildesias told the man, clapping him on the shoulder for a moment before moving on. "I will be here in several hours. Something has happened at the mines and I need to approach the matter urgently. I'll leave the hall in your capable hands. Please explain to those who ask about my lack of presence."
With that, he moved out of the hall, waving to and greeting those he passed.
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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 Jun 27, 2015 12:07:20 GMT -8
"Ha, Thank you my lord." Tyrus waved as Ildesias left. "I'll make sure to do so."
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Zatch Morandac
Established
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 21:35:03 GMT -8
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Just getting the message that he was need by the Lord and shot up, knocking his chair back and almost over, but not quite. He put his plate away and rushed out of the keep, rushing towards the entrance of the citadel. 'SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!' He thought loudly in his head, almost shouting aloud. He just continued sprinting.
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Jul 5, 2015 20:07:37 GMT -8
<Enter from Keep Hall>
"Uhh... I don't know what I should be doing." Yumi displayed uncharacteristic vulnerability.
"Hmm, I wonder if elf taste in music is in part determined by different hearing frequency ranges?" A'Shen was a little too curious and academic to feel awkward.
"How does this banquet work? Can we barter our food for their food?" Hanso was still proud of his people's fruit bread and didn't want to be outdone.
"What if the music scares Nugget?!" Jani was still doting over her new friend.
"Squeak squeak squeak." Nugget wanted fried pork chops.
The group would more or less stick together, or at least pay constant attention to each other as they got to know everyone else.
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Registered: May 4, 2024 20:19:42 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2015 10:36:14 GMT -8
Godfrey entered the hall his sack slung over his shoulder. "The guy I needed to talk to ran off." He sighed, " Guess I'll play the waiting game."
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
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.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 8, 2015 14:51:59 GMT -8
"You put your food on the table and everyone eats whatever. If they don't, I will!" Zaltos spoke, laughing a bit.
"As for music, it is like food, it all depends on what you're raised around. Music is music to me, I like most of it." He responded again.
Without paying full attention due to to speaking to the Land Tillers, he would bump into Godfrey, "My apologies, Sir. I should pay a little more attention to where i'm going."
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Registered: May 4, 2024 20:19:42 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2015 19:53:03 GMT -8
Godfrey grunted mildly annoyed. "Drunk a bit have we?"
(sorry for the late post)
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
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.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 9, 2015 9:11:05 GMT -8
"Haven't drank anything. Been busy and my mind is relaxing. You have any idea where the food is at?" Zaltos spoke to Godfrey.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2015 16:15:47 GMT -8
Godfrey grinned, "I got some melons, if you want one. Rare stuff, but no, I have no clue where the good stuff is." He sniffed the air, "but I can smell the roast pork."
(Sorry, Godfrey has been on the back burner with the battle going on in the Bell Mines.)
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
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.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 11, 2015 14:15:22 GMT -8
"We'll just follow you and your nose. I've got soot in my nose from earlier, so it's not working right.
So where are you from, fella'?" Zaltos spoke to Godfrey, adding him to their food seeking group.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2015 10:18:54 GMT -8
Godfrey started walking. "I am from a nomadic tribe of men, I believe I am the last but I could be wrong. Most of were quite stubborn when it came to death." He sniffed the air. "This way." He turned into a room filled with tables. The tables were covered food of various kinds. Roasted Pork and chickens dripping with juices, smoke wild meat, fish and venison, along various other meats that Godfrey couldn't identify, fruits and vegetables, breads and grains, the feasting hall was a perpetual smorgasbord. "Oh... I like it here," Godfrey proclaimed in awe of the sight. "How often do they eat like this?"
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
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.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 14, 2015 18:47:48 GMT -8
"Don't know. It's not been around too long. I know one thing, if they eat like this often, I might just have to visit a little more often." Zaltos spoke, "I hear there's going to be a few events going on tonight, but who knows. The representative of this place and a general of The Phoenix State took off to the west, so it's hard telling what we're in store for."
He would start smelling the food himself before asking, "So what brought you here?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2015 9:13:11 GMT -8
Godfrey stated rather bluntly, "I ended coming across some old artifacts, I think they are magic. This is rumored to be a mage city. So..." Godfrey set the bag down gently and opened it, within where 6 golden orbs with swirls etched into them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange. "I was hoping to sell them. I don't even know what they do." He closed the bag. And before his friend could ask, "Elven ruin, very old, very forgotten. These were just laying on the ground throughout. I hated that ruin." Godfrey's stomach growled. "Do you think we should eat without the Free City's Rep?" He eyeballed a rather juicy piece of roasted pork, "My manners are wearing thin, fast."
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