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 Aug 6, 2015 9:18:48 GMT -8
"Will do." When Ildesias left, Tyrus realized he had forgotten to mention the magical artifacts he was supposed to show him. "Hm, I'll have to do that later."
Tyrus would continue to be available to assist Eloise and her people.
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Ellie Kendall
New
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 20
Physical Description: Eloise 'Ellie' Kendall has soft red-brown hair, it hangs in straight choppy lengths down to just below her shoulders. She has a long fringe, which isn't so surprising when she doesn't want to risk taking a blade that close to her face. Ellie's eyebrows are a shade or two darker than her hair, twin curves resting above expressive eyes. Her eyes are an odd green-yellow, almost intimidating if one has never seen such a shade.
Her face is oval in shape with high cheekbones, giving her a slightly haunted expression in certain lights. Her mouth is slightly too small for her face and a pretty petal pink, but the imperfect cupids bow looks best when she smiles. Ellie's nose is fine boned and a little crooked from a scrap with her half-sister when they were younger. Her chin is rounded, evening out her high cheekbones just enough. Her ears are not pierced however she has a metal cuff that she slips onto the outer edge of her left ear when it suits her. There is a small light brown freckle on her right earlobe.
Her hands are of average size but her fingers are longer, allowing her to grip the handle of her short sword or even a cutlass. Callouses cover parts of her hands, which she hides with leather gloves. Her feet are small to medium size for her height of 5 feet 9 inches tall. Her weight of 145 pounds is distributed well enough over her body however her muscles are used to long days of walking and carrying items for her Ladyship. Ellie is often compared to a willow tree or gazelle, though she pays no mind as she can never tell if people are jesting. She thinks of herself as tall and slightly round, a little too round in places sometimes to fit into her chain mail properly.
Her skin colour is a pale tan with a smattering of freckles over her arms and the bridge of her nose. The skin of her back is scarred due to many a punishment from her mother's husband, long silvery stripes echoing a spider web stretch over her back. However the rest of her complexion is relatively smooth as she went through puberty some years ago. Eloise was brought up to live as a human but is half elf and half human by blood. She has a small tattoo of a flower on her left hip that no one has ever seen except for the artist and herself. Ellie has a birthmark on her left knee, a light brown spot the size of a coin..the same mark as Lady Morgan Huxley.
Clothes and Equipment: 1 x Dark grey woolen cloak
1 x secondhand steel armour
1 x chainmail
2 x pale green day dresses
1 x dark blue riding dress
2 x hand me down cotton chemise
1 x leather gloves
1 x short sword
((Will update more at a later date))
Player's online availability : Most days
Registered: Jul 27, 2015 17:17:10 GMT -8
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Post by Ellie Kendall on Aug 9, 2015 19:05:17 GMT -8
Eloise had unintentionally dozed off for a few moments, jerking awake to realise that Ilesdias had left in order to deal with a prisoner. Her cheeks flushed as she realised exactly how naive and childish she must have come across during the negotiations. One of her men noticed her expression and put a hand on her shoulder, urging her out of the chair. "A meal would be greatly appreciated, please send my apologies to the Lord for almost falling asleep in the middle of a discussion." She murmured, standing slowly and stretching even more gingerly.
"Please do not see our troubles as tragic, all that matters is that we are here now. We can start anew, my sister and I can part ways..and I can serve in the armed forces." Ellie said with a smile, walking over to Tyrus and extending her hand. "I thank you for the hospitality."
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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 Aug 9, 2015 19:46:24 GMT -8
"Not a problem." Tyrus would say, "He's tired himself. He's had a lot to deal with recently and may feel swamped."
Tyrus kisses Eloise's extended hand as a gentleman would. "Of course, any time."
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Ellie Kendall
New
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 20
Physical Description: Eloise 'Ellie' Kendall has soft red-brown hair, it hangs in straight choppy lengths down to just below her shoulders. She has a long fringe, which isn't so surprising when she doesn't want to risk taking a blade that close to her face. Ellie's eyebrows are a shade or two darker than her hair, twin curves resting above expressive eyes. Her eyes are an odd green-yellow, almost intimidating if one has never seen such a shade.
Her face is oval in shape with high cheekbones, giving her a slightly haunted expression in certain lights. Her mouth is slightly too small for her face and a pretty petal pink, but the imperfect cupids bow looks best when she smiles. Ellie's nose is fine boned and a little crooked from a scrap with her half-sister when they were younger. Her chin is rounded, evening out her high cheekbones just enough. Her ears are not pierced however she has a metal cuff that she slips onto the outer edge of her left ear when it suits her. There is a small light brown freckle on her right earlobe.
Her hands are of average size but her fingers are longer, allowing her to grip the handle of her short sword or even a cutlass. Callouses cover parts of her hands, which she hides with leather gloves. Her feet are small to medium size for her height of 5 feet 9 inches tall. Her weight of 145 pounds is distributed well enough over her body however her muscles are used to long days of walking and carrying items for her Ladyship. Ellie is often compared to a willow tree or gazelle, though she pays no mind as she can never tell if people are jesting. She thinks of herself as tall and slightly round, a little too round in places sometimes to fit into her chain mail properly.
Her skin colour is a pale tan with a smattering of freckles over her arms and the bridge of her nose. The skin of her back is scarred due to many a punishment from her mother's husband, long silvery stripes echoing a spider web stretch over her back. However the rest of her complexion is relatively smooth as she went through puberty some years ago. Eloise was brought up to live as a human but is half elf and half human by blood. She has a small tattoo of a flower on her left hip that no one has ever seen except for the artist and herself. Ellie has a birthmark on her left knee, a light brown spot the size of a coin..the same mark as Lady Morgan Huxley.
Clothes and Equipment: 1 x Dark grey woolen cloak
1 x secondhand steel armour
1 x chainmail
2 x pale green day dresses
1 x dark blue riding dress
2 x hand me down cotton chemise
1 x leather gloves
1 x short sword
((Will update more at a later date))
Player's online availability : Most days
Registered: Jul 27, 2015 17:17:10 GMT -8
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Post by Ellie Kendall on Aug 9, 2015 20:04:32 GMT -8
"I could see from his shoulder..." Ellie murmured before clearing her throat. "Do we need to follow you to a certain place for food and a place to rest?" At his kiss, she gave him a warm smile. "It has been a while since someone has kissed my hand." She said in an amused tone before giving him a polite nod. "Thank you...for the gentleman's greeting."
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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 Aug 9, 2015 20:21:26 GMT -8
"Yeah, it'll be handled. And you're welcome." Tyrus smiles. He would deal with the settlers.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 11, 2015 16:37:22 GMT -8
Ildesias would lead the visitors from Aedan through into the Keep Hall, where they would be taken up to the large table reserved for Ildesias and other important officials and quickly offered seats and drinks. "I'm sure we'll be able to accommodate you for food, too, if you desire it, though I imagine you'd rather get on with the business that brought you here."
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Aug 11, 2015 17:06:51 GMT -8
Nyx followed Ildesias to the room. The palace did not have a feasting room like this. "One moment, I need to tend to the troops, a small matter." She turned to face her men, "The lord of this keep has offered you meal and drink, you may partake, but don't make fools of yourselves or you'll be swimming home. At ease!
The soldiers filed in and took seats at the tables. They removed their helmets. Most of the men and women had dark hair and blue or green eyes that seemed to glow. The men all had beards, some longer than others. They set their helmets on the ground beside their feet and partook of the food offered to them. Nyx set herself down close to Ildesias pulled her own hood back. Revealing similar features as her countrymen. Aaedanians isolated and surrounded by enemies have taken on their own traits.
"I am honestly not sure where to go from here. I expected nothing but wildmen and savages in the west. You are the first civil settlement we have ever met. I was ordered to open diplomatic channels by my father but I don't think he even knows what that means." She sighed gathering her thoughts, "You seem to have alot of contruction underway. We have an excess of resources that could help with this. Marble quarryed from out southeastern plain, hardwoods cut from the forests that surround us. We even have excess food..." She paused noticing the meals her men were wolfing down, "but that seems no problem for you either."
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Aug 11, 2015 17:21:38 GMT -8
"I'll hold off on eating until later I suppose ehehe." Really, Levi was hungry now but it would be better to get things done with first. "I myself have never gone on a diplomatic mission, when I was younger and in better shape I was an adventurer. This will be good experience for Nyx though."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 11, 2015 17:29:43 GMT -8
"As a fledgeling nation, we are lucky in that our citizenry is able to fend for itself. While we have official channels to mine, chop lumber and deliver resources to where they are needed, the majority of our people have truly taken to the idea that we build our own lives here. Many of these people have brought their own stone, their own lumber, and many more are able to procure their own without official help from the governing body. And yes, as you can see, we have no shortage of food. These plains are truly both fertile and rich," the elf said, laughing a little.
"Still, diplomatic channels sound rather interesting. We have an official diplomatic channel open with only one other nation at this time, The Phoenix State, and though they appear to be both honourable and steadfast, I somehow find myself struggling to trust them with my full ability to do so. Between you and me, Princess, I believe they offer friendship with one hand while the other prepares to take advantage of us for their own gain. I trust, therefore, that your father will not attempt a similar action? For as you can see, this Citadel is extraordinarily well defended, and I personally hold great power over both martial and strategic disciplines."
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Aug 12, 2015 8:24:45 GMT -8
Nyx needed to reply strongly but not with intention of hostility. She chose to reply from an explanatory position, "We could try to take your Citadel. Magus and Siege engineers combined with our professional army... Its possible, but that's only because nothing is invincible. To be blunt the cost would be too great and if we were to fail having yet another hostile neighbor would do us no good. Whats more, we have no idea what kind of civilizations we will run into. We can't have our army gallivanting around dying on foreign fields while we are attacked at home. Its tactically moronic. I believe Aaedan would rather have an ally than a foe, something we have been without through our entire history." Nyx was speaking with passion by the end of her spiel. Nyx had chosen mention Aaedan's professional military and their potential strength hoping to draw intrigue, specifically if the Free City had any current hostility. She was in her own way offering Aaedan's support, but only if Ildesias asked for it. She took a breath and continued, "But as far as why we are here... would this place, which seems to have people from all over the west, happen to have knowledge of the rest of the west? You don't seem to be isolated like Aaedan is."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 13, 2015 3:09:58 GMT -8
"I do," Ildesias told her, crossing his arm over his sling. "There are several kingdoms to the west of us, the most known being that of Medan, though we have no official diplomatic channels with them. The next is Perimoore, nestled between Medan and the Norkari Mountains, though I admit I know very little about them. The closest to us would be a mysterious militant faction who live in the mountains themselves, which you will have seen looking west as you entered. We had no idea they were even there, but recently we were attacked by them and thus we are essentially at war."
He smiled, then moved on to her main point. "Though I believe the people of the Assembly would be interested in some form of alliance. It may be too early to push the proposal through, since we have personally only just met. As lovely as you are, Lady Nyx, I doubt you would be able to woo them on your own."
"The city's fundamental foreign policy is to pride itself on its neutrality. We would rather avoid wars with other nations, or getting involved in wars with other nations if we can help it."
"On to another question, Princess. How old are you? You seem to hold a position of great command yet I do believe you are younger than you appear. The polar opposite of me, I would say, though as an Elf of Kaenlodan it is in my biology to not age."
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Aug 13, 2015 11:17:44 GMT -8
"Thanks for the tip, I guess we'll try to avoid those mountains if we travel further west." Levi had no interest in encountering mysterious raiders.
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Aug 13, 2015 11:34:46 GMT -8
When Ildesias told her of the other kingdoms she was both amazed and annoyed. How could there be so many other civilizations but Aaedan remain isolated? The question was something to take up with her father later. "So there are others, we have lived in isolation so long some of our people believe we are the only civilized people in the world." She was not one of these, she was smarter than that.
Ildesias had asked her age, in Aaedan it is considered a personal question. One should be judged not by their age but by their accomplishments. She reminded herself that this is a different culture and answered, "I am sixteen. First and only child of our King Jorech Mann. This however has not granted me any of the power you seem to see, I am only a Tribune controlling fifty men."
One of her centurions sitting close by spoke up at this point, "Aye, but you could lead us to the underworld and drag us back out whole and alive." The rest of her men held up their drinks and announced, "UH AH!" in agreement.
She smiled, "At least my men have faith in me." She thought for a second, "I understand that building an alliance will take time. But perhaps there is something we can help with, to show good faith. You said that you are at war against one of your neighbors. Perhaps we can be of help... Like I said most of our soldiers have little to do but train and patrol. I believe I could convince my father to send one of the Five Legions to assist you. Of course if you were to say yes we would need something in return, maps of the west, they would be highly appreciated and allow us to send emissaries to the various kingdoms all at once. Instead of me showing up on their door step one at a time." She just offered 500 Aadenian Infantry, 100 Heavy Calvary and 20 portable ballista for topographical information. A strange offer.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 13, 2015 13:33:47 GMT -8
"I see, Princess. You seem to be at the tender age where adulthood is finally upon you, though considering your current position as a Tribune for your people, perhaps you have truly been one for some time. It is interesting to see someone so young have such great responsibilities, I must say, though I do not mean to insult you by bringing up years."
Ildesias closed his eyes for a moment, allowing himself to drift into thought. Seconds later, he came back to attention and gave her his answer. "We will give you maps and information of the western kingdoms for free, as a gesture of good faith. While it is kind of you to offer your military support, we currently do not need it and it would certainly be rude to ask a power only just met to provide the lives of its sons and daughter son our behalf. Besides, we are not yet sure if they will ever attack us. A prisoner of war claims they have a religious motivation for never leaving those mountains, so perhaps, as long as we avoid them, we will never see another fight against their people. Still, I am taking precautions by fortifying the western side of the city beyond the settlers and their housing."
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Aug 13, 2015 14:57:54 GMT -8
"I appreciate the gesture then. I take no offense to your inquiry of my age, its considered more personal in Aaedan than here I imagine. I must admit that I am curious to your age, since you claim you don't grow old, I can't even begin to guess."
She had more questions for Ildesias however, "I also have to ask, are you taking any form of offense against these hostiles in your mountains? If Aaedan were in your shoes we would have 3 of the Five Legions ready for battle in a defensive location. We would attack the mountains using our ballista. Eventually the enemy will counter attack and we would then fight from the defensive position. Afterwards we would run them out of the mountains with raw force." She paused for second letting the possibility sink in. "Our offer still stands if you decide to take back your mountains. Our people might die on your fields but they would die for the glory of Aaedan. An honor."
Her soldiers let out another "UH AH!" in agreement.
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Post by Isra - The Free City on Aug 13, 2015 15:51:13 GMT -8
Ildesias slowly nodded. "I thank you for your advice, I will take it into consideration," he told the princess, just as a plate of food was brought and placed before him. It was a simple meal, consisting mostly of vegetables and sausage. "However, I do believe that our opponent is both ruthless and intelligent. While your strategy has been proven effective and advantageous, I would not wish to rely solely on it. From the little I have heard about their leader, as well as what I have personally experienced, he is both powerful and cunning and his men are highly devoted to him. I must now work on the assumption that he is an exceptionally talented strategist and soldier and thus, I would not dare to underestimate me enemy and employ only the most daring and unexpected strategies."
He began to eat slowly with his uninjured arm.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Aug 13, 2015 16:55:05 GMT -8
Levi began to eat, and he was loving it. "Mmm~ This is nice for a change." *chew chew* He takes points his utensil at Ildesias's injury. "You get that from fighting those guys?"
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Aug 15, 2015 19:06:54 GMT -8
Aia and Kyra entered the Keep Hall, which looked more like a mess hall to them. They could see diplomats of Aaedan already there, and Ildesias was already speaking to them.
"We'll wait," Aia said quietly, leaning up against the wall. Kyra nodded, folded her arms and waited as well. The Varan were not known to be rude. A certain amount was boisterous, perhaps, but not rude.
Ildesias would note the lightly armored woman as being from Asgeir. There athletically built bodies, the different colored tabards over chain mail, and the ever-so-present Ki'gar all Varan wore around them like a scarf. Both woman carried a basic shield and a sword.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 15, 2015 20:25:25 GMT -8
"An arrow," Ildesias explained, while raising a brow at Levi. "Quite large, cleanly penetrated my shoulder. They were fired by warriors riding flying gryphons, and to be quite honest, I am surprised I survived. Should it have hit my heart, I would have instantly fallen. I imagine fate has something else in store for me instead!"
He turned his head aside upon hearing the whisperings of a guard into his ear. He looked, right across the room to where Aia and her lightly armoured shield-maidens stood. He began to nod, then said something back to the soldier.
A few moments later, the soldier approached Aia and her warriors. "You may feel free to approach the Lord's table and meet him, if you wish. If not, we can offer you drinks and perhaps some food."
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Aug 15, 2015 22:29:33 GMT -8
"Griffon Riders? That sounds like fun." She drew an arrow from the quiver on her hip. The arrow was fifty inches long and made of a heavy dark wood that Aaedan has a surplus of. The arrow head was made of the same dull silver steel as Aaedanian armor and the fletching consisted of 3 large blue feathers cut accordingly. "Our Archers are quite prized in Aaedan. these arrows shot from our bows can fly accurately two-hundred yards. Think your Griffon friends would fly low enough for one of these?"
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