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 Jun 13, 2018 16:40:41 GMT -8
Flying in from the north comes a magnificent sight, as-of-yet unseen by the eyes of peasants. It is The Empress Naoki, all but glowing in her full battle regalia, atop her majestic steed, Haru . Atop her staff, The Gems of Croeria hum faintly with barely-restrained power. In her other hand, there is a pair of elegant opera glasses, trained on the ground below. Below, as she was told, there seems to be some sort of altercation. There certainly are a goodly handful of burly metal-types... Almost reminiscent of Inspector Zurt . Perhaps some of his southern cousins. Many beards... There seems to be a duel, there, as well. Something about the glasses, though... Irritated, she attempts to adjust the focus.
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Cul Ésa
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Physical Description: As the Leader of the Vikings, Cul Esa is fierce and intimidating. He is tall and broad-shouldered, with blood red hair that is untamed. His body is painted in tattoos, which enhance his body.
Clothes and Equipment: His legendary, ensorcelled blade, Daybreaker, can be either a sword or a warhammer depending on his needs. Often he'll use it in conjunction with a shield of some sort. His tattoos help focus his power.
Registered: Jun 2, 2018 18:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Cul Ésa on Jun 13, 2018 17:22:32 GMT -8
Cul Esa looks at Naoki with narrowed eyes.
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Haru
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 26
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Body is about nine feet long while the tail adds about another nine feet to the length. The fur on top of him is a charcoal black, while on his belly he has bronze colored fur. The tail is entirely bronze colored. Eyes are a deep amber color.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears a saddle when someone is riding him.
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Registered: Dec 7, 2016 20:43:43 GMT -8
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Post by Haru on Jun 13, 2018 18:18:38 GMT -8
Haru vaguely wondered where in the world his Master had brought him, but currently, the gnawing hunger in his belly was his primary concern. Slowing down to a smooth glide, Haru began to circle the wartorn wreckage below them, keeping an eye out for anything edible. His Master’s rump was typically quite a comfortable thing to carry but this time the armor they wore made it much harder and colder. Why did they need to wear such a thing anyways, where was that soft and fuzzy sweater dress? Also, why was that old hag following them? Haru would have really appreciated some alone time with his master.
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Kirith, the Highmother
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Kirith appears as a tall, armored figure in bronze plating, with a bluish-gray "tunic" underneath. Beneath the tunic, assuming one could get there, is yet another figure (or more accurately, a humanoid mass) of wirelike tendrils, fused into the armor and tunic like some perplexing art project.
A pair of odd wings jut from her back, that look to be made with real feathers (though upon touching/further inspection, the feathers can be perceived as being made of the same biometallic substance as Kirith's "innards".
Clothes and Equipment: Kirith's outermost shell consists of bronze plate armor, with various sharp edges that can be used as makeshift weapons if need be. She "wears" a bluish gray cloth garment beneath the outermost armor plating, complemented with a skirt-cloth (for showy reasons rather than tactical ones).
Kirith carries a Greatspear as weapons go, made of extremely durable (nigh-unbreakable even) materials. It can also be used as a magical channeling device like a wand.
Player's online availability : Sporadic.
Registered: Mar 21, 2018 14:56:40 GMT -8
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Post by Kirith, the Highmother on Jun 13, 2018 19:00:07 GMT -8
Amaya looked over at her as time again seemed to slow down as her spear came towards her. She made eye contact with her and instead of looking at her in fear or panic, she merely smiled as the spear slammed into her ribs. She could have imagined it though, as her face immediately warped into one of pain and she let out a cry as she was quite literally swatted out of the sky. She screwed her eyes shut as she slammed into the ground a bloody smear following her as she hit the ground near where the Thrand and the Sheikh did battle and Amaya cried out again. The ground seemed to tremble as she hit the ground,at first it seemed like an after effect of her fall, but the trembling grew to an alarming degree, that of an earth quake. The place where her blood had spilled was the epicenter of the quake as the earth began to slowly split apart as Amaya slowly began to move to sit up. "My father below me, send me protection against these wretched Reapers of Light." She prayed and the crack gradually grew larger in the ground as the earth quake continued. Amaya smirked as she spat out her blood on the ground looking up a Kirith still aloft as cry much like that of furious dragon exploded from the ground. Kirith descends from the sky, practically falling and not seeming to have much direction outside of falling near toward Amaya. The air whistles past the Valkyrie's armor, and she finally seems to "wake" enough to correct her fall, wings straightening enough to revert her position. Kirith lands (more accurately, she falls onto her feet), dust and sand flying upward like a small missile detonated there. The Valkyrie slowly rises to her feet, planting her spear in the ground even as it shakes. Her white eyes shine as she looks at Amaya (Charging (3)....). "....." She begins walking toward Amaya, rising off of the ground as it cracks and essentially floating toward her. "So you are half-Other, are you?" Kirith twirls the spear, its shine seemingly brighter than before. She coughs, twitching slightly. "That explains your disposition, if nothing else." Kirith's face-mask is damaged, the slit where her eyes shine from cleaved noticeably (i.e. a rent is noticeable similar to a scar on her helmet), with white marks indicating where the rest of the blade had hit. The Valkyrie touches her facemask, another bone-crunching laugh ringing out from her helmet as she shakes her head. "Tell me, what are you crying to for salvation? There's only you and I." She pauses a moment, and huffs. "And all my charges, but that matters not. Not now." Kirith lowers the spear's blade, banging it against one of her armored legs and pointing it at Amaya again, both hands grasping its hilt. "And I need no assistance to finish this." She lowers to the collapsing ground, jumping from collapsing piece to piece until she reaches Amaya, lifting the spear and thrusting it toward her head this time.
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Varden, The Grand Warden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 32
Physical Description: A tall, burly man with tanned skin. It's difficult to tell what race he is, given the pallor he has (from wearing armor so much of the time). His head is bald, though he does have a slight frizzy beard around his chin.
Clothes and Equipment: Varden wears a thick, ornate set of silver plate armor (passed down from his father), with gauntlets engraved with various runes and ancient writing. He also bears a fur-trimmed red-white cape, and skirt of similar coloration.
His armor is heavily enchanted, to be far more durable and strong than a typical Viking's armor, in fact it is as durable as a Mineraali's body.
His face is covered in a featureless silver helmet, with horns on its back indicating his status as a Knight Warden. It's surface is semi-reflective, allowing his opponents to witness their own faces as they are defeated.
He wields a single enchanted axe, which channels magic and can also generate pulses of energy that disrupt and decay metallic objects.
Varden carries a hidden crystal of resurrecting power.
Registered: Mar 20, 2018 19:42:11 GMT -8
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Post by Varden, The Grand Warden on Jun 13, 2018 19:01:50 GMT -8
Varden raises his hands, trying to decide in a split second whether to maintain the quicksand, or try and mitigate the damage of the new threat fallen from the sky. He can barely see her, but he can feel the ground slowly move. He turns his head, yelling toward Santiel, Knight Warden of Lux loudly. "Brother, secure the demon! Do not let it hurt our ranks!"
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Santiel, Knight Warden of Lux
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 27
Physical Description: Santiel is a mid-height man, with pale skin (mostly as a result of wearing his armor most of his life), and short-cut black hair. He has never been able to grow more facial hair than a light fuzz (despite his frustration with this) and is of a more lankly build (despite his unimpressive height).
Clothes and Equipment: Santiel wears custom-engraved silver armor (of greater bulk than most others of his order), as all Knight Wardens do. His specifically incorporates more cloth into it, as well as a white, flowing cape of translucent material to it. His armor is specifically engraved with gold bits as well, making him a bit more unconventional than most other Knights.
His armor is capable of generating a magical field to repel foes, though this takes a toll on his strength.
Lux also carries a hidden healing crystal, though he rarely uses it.
Registered: Mar 20, 2018 20:00:14 GMT -8
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Post by Santiel, Knight Warden of Lux on Jun 13, 2018 19:07:26 GMT -8
Varden raises his hands, trying to decide in a split second whether to maintain the quicksand, or try and mitigate the damage of the new threat fallen from the sky. He can barely see her, but he can feel the ground slowly move. He turns his head, yelling toward Santiel, Knight Warden of Lux loudly. "Brother, secure the demon! Do not let it hurt our ranks!" Lux replies not, but aims his sword at the ground and thrusts the blade into the sand. The ground hums a moment, and a heartbeat later a series of pillars appear in the air around Amaya and Kirith, at the edges of ground not reached by the earthquake. He glowers, and twists the blade (4 charges expended), the pillars slamming into the ground around the dueling pair. Massive amounts of energy ripple out from the pillars, not disabling or repairing the earthquake's damage, but rather arresting its spread. The edges of the pillars themselves are also shielded, and the ground they are in, preventing the quake from breaking past and eventually travelling toward the army. Lux quakes from the effort (pun intended), but stands firm, focusing his power into stopping any of this power from affecting King Thrand in his duel, or the Iskaldurians beyond. He roars loudly, voice projecting out beyond his position. "Do not approach the duelists! Let the King finish off the enemy chief, and the Highmother this skyborne demon!" He falls silent a moment after, focusing on maintaining the spell should the quake try and circumvent it. Their leaders would prevail. He knows they can. They have to. They have to...right? Lux curses himself for the moment of doubt, and buries it, redoubling his focus solely on the spell.
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Aylith
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Pre-Cataclysm
Physical Description: Variable.
Clothes and Equipment: TBW
Registered: Jan 17, 2018 10:35:54 GMT -8
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Post by Aylith on Jun 13, 2018 19:09:18 GMT -8
Aylith remains grounded (now distanced from both duels and the army), still holding its little blue orb of power (Charging (2)...). It pauses, looking over both duels and the figures beyond, turning its head up and around toward the sky. Aylith's gaze lingers a moment, and then resumes looking at the orb. Whatever things lie in wait above or below...they will wait.
They will wait.
And Aylith is watching their own little lightshow. It would be quite saddened should anyone interrupt after all.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jun 13, 2018 19:17:09 GMT -8
To the right of Naoki and Haru hovered Grandma, the elderly figure keeping pace to the pair inside a faintly translucent sphere. Despite the relatively brisk speed she was flying at, the wind didn’t so much as ruffle Grandma’s robes, perhaps a property of the sphere she was in. Staring down at the battlefield with an impassive expression on her face, she held out one hand, a clear glass orb about one foot in diameter materializing above it.
After a brief pause, the scene of the battle below was suddenly projected upon it. Crossing her arms, Grandma secures her still glowing staff into a loop on her robe. A few minutes of studying the scene before them passed before the wizened woman directs her thoughts to Naoki.
It’s been a long time since we’ve been able to spectate a battle in the flesh. We seem to have missed the opening act of it, but perhaps we’ll be able to witness its finale. Care to make any predictions about how this will go, Naoki?
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Ozrith von Haren
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: 17
Physical Description: Long white hair flows freely from Ozrith's head, unstained or tainted. His skin is milky white and seems as if he has no blood running through his own body, although his numerous scars beg to differ. He has white eyes with seemingly no pupil. His chiseled physique denotes great strength.
Clothes and Equipment: Ozrith wears flowing, somewhat baggy pants, which tuck into black and gold boots, which are reinforced with metal. He also wears a weird half-cloak, which flows freely from his waist, also of a shade of black. He also wears a half-vest, which carries numerous knives and blades, often tipped with poisons. He also carries two vambraces, encrusted with strength enhancing gems.
Ozrith uses an enchanted sabre in combat, or his plethora of knives. They often are poisoned, via the sheath, which are to cause more pain and blood flow. The sabre's enchantment aids in siphoning life force from a foe, trapping their soul. It is semi-sentient.
Registered: Jun 11, 2018 20:41:31 GMT -8
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Post by Ozrith von Haren on Jun 14, 2018 3:15:35 GMT -8
Cul Esa moved to try and gather the new beings attention, but he was cut off by Ozrith, who drew a blade across his back, in two diagonal slits. As he sheathed the blood tinged blade, blood seemed to flood out of the thin wounds at an alarming rate. Yet, the blood never so much as touched his clothes, instead, the scarlet coalesced into wings of crimson, which raised him upwards. Upon his face was a neutral, but calculating expression. To the shock of Cul Esa, nothing upon Ozrith glowed. No indication of rune or sigil. No glyph, mark or seal or quintessence or anything! Nothing at all. Then, something hit the Viking King.
He didn't know this one. This wasn't one of his men. His eyes widened as he paled. Who was this?
Ozrith rose upwards on wings of blood, to look at Grandma and Naoki. "Who are you? Whom are you with?" He asked pointedly, a tinge of a foreign accent in his voice.
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JacktheRatking
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 12
Physical Description: A short, skinny boy, with a bit more body hair than normal.
His outward appearance is
Clothes and Equipment: A simple tunic, wooden staff, and satchel filled with seeds and nuts and other treats are all he typically carries.
Along with a dagger that may or may not infect its victims with plague. Be sure to hug others 3-4 days after being stabbed.
Registered: May 16, 2018 18:26:49 GMT -8
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Post by JacktheRatking on Jun 14, 2018 9:11:43 GMT -8
Jack and his group of rats watch the battle field from afar, behind the safety of an erratic boulder providing precious little shade from the sun. They needed a plan if there was any hope of not being rapidly slaughtered. One of the rats scurries out towards the action, to get a better view of just who was even fighting in this war. The sneaky fellow dodged injured bodies and projectiles, eventually making it to a nice hiding spot under a cracked helmet.
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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 Jun 14, 2018 21:55:44 GMT -8
It is with some measure of disgust that The Empress notices one of the commonfolk flying up toward her. The idea of flying so high in the sky is such that she would be up here, and they would stay down there—where they belong. Evidently, this bloody rube didn’t get the memo. Evidently, he’s also one of the uneducated, unprivileged few who does not know who she is. (This is how Naoki can tell that they’re in the deep south.) Wordlessly, The Empress reaches into the pouch on her hip and pulls out a handful of glimmering gold coins. With the kind of skillful aim that can come only from practice, she pelts Ozrith with them as he flies up toward her. The coins, are, of course, printed with her face. "EMPRESS NAOKI," they read, and upon the reverse is the crest of The Isran Empire. The same crest is emblazoned on the shoulders of her armor, and if he is of paticularly keen sight, Ozrith may be able to read "Naoki" in delicate script down the side of her arm.
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Einhver Annar
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Entirely clad in white armor ornately decorated with gold and various pink and blue highlights. Her lower half is covered in a light grey combat dress that hardly hinders her movement. Two pairs of similar golden and white wings remain folded up upon her back.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her body is made of a durable armor crafted in the forges of Eldavél, and leaves little to no gaps to exploit as weaknesses. She typically carries a magic broadsword capable of hitting things on both the astral and physical plane, and can summon in various other magic weapons.
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Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever. I'm Omega_Tahu#8599 on the discord
Registered: Jun 4, 2018 7:20:53 GMT -8
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Post by Einhver Annar on Jun 15, 2018 6:08:58 GMT -8
Einhver continues to watch the duel between Amaya and Kirith, not interfering. She stayed a good couple meters away, maintaining a distance where her presence wouldn't hinder the fight but she could still be ready to intervene should the half-demon attempt to escape. The sword she carried in each hand crackled and glowed with magical energy (3), arcs of energy traveling up and down the blades.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jun 15, 2018 12:32:44 GMT -8
Ozrith’s approach towards her and Naoki resulted in Grandma grudgingly turning her attention away from the battle below and towards the strange figure that was flying towards them. Naoki obviously wasn’t pleased with the rather rude interruption from this brute of a boy.
He was using some manner of blood magic, but the ramifications of that combined with how young he appeared was an amusing thought to the old crone. Either he was older than he appeared or had been subjected to a rather unfortunate school of magic at a young age. A lab rat or someone desiring a youthful appearance?
Grandma continued flying level with Naoki, the cane she had secured in her belt still glowing. Naoki’s response was more than the boy deserved, now it was time to see if he had the sense to begin his trip back down to the battlefield where he belonged.
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Ozrith von Haren
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: 17
Physical Description: Long white hair flows freely from Ozrith's head, unstained or tainted. His skin is milky white and seems as if he has no blood running through his own body, although his numerous scars beg to differ. He has white eyes with seemingly no pupil. His chiseled physique denotes great strength.
Clothes and Equipment: Ozrith wears flowing, somewhat baggy pants, which tuck into black and gold boots, which are reinforced with metal. He also wears a weird half-cloak, which flows freely from his waist, also of a shade of black. He also wears a half-vest, which carries numerous knives and blades, often tipped with poisons. He also carries two vambraces, encrusted with strength enhancing gems.
Ozrith uses an enchanted sabre in combat, or his plethora of knives. They often are poisoned, via the sheath, which are to cause more pain and blood flow. The sabre's enchantment aids in siphoning life force from a foe, trapping their soul. It is semi-sentient.
Registered: Jun 11, 2018 20:41:31 GMT -8
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Post by Ozrith von Haren on Jun 15, 2018 18:47:09 GMT -8
Ozrith lets out a nod. "Ah, yes. That Empress." He said, voice thick with distaste, thickest on the word 'that'. "However, I actually wasn't referring to you. No, I don't go out of my way to try and speak with whore queens if I can help it." He said nonchalantly, as if it were a fact. "I was actually referring to your companion." He could sense magic, and he was curious about the elder woman.
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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 Jun 18, 2018 21:14:43 GMT -8
The Empress looks down upon the smartass with scorn and genuine confusion. What did he mean to accomplish by that? It would be wrong to say that she was looking forward to trying out her new staff—that would be cruel, but she can appreciate being given such an excellent justification to let loose.
Gripping her staff in one hand, The Empress begins to channel its power, cautiously at first. At its tip, the amber gemstone known as “the air gem” begins to glow, as all magical gemstones do when being used. The air around the gemstone thrums with barley-restrained power, and Naoki is careful to keep a good grip on the staff.
Around them in a wide area, the wind begins to kick up. It seems that “the air gem” is exercising control over—wouldn’t you know it, the air, whipping a bit of a vortex around Ozrith. The vortex gains strength with each passing second, and may make flying with physical wings somewhat difficult.
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Haru
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Age: 26
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Body is about nine feet long while the tail adds about another nine feet to the length. The fur on top of him is a charcoal black, while on his belly he has bronze colored fur. The tail is entirely bronze colored. Eyes are a deep amber color.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears a saddle when someone is riding him.
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Registered: Dec 7, 2016 20:43:43 GMT -8
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Post by Haru on Jun 19, 2018 16:50:42 GMT -8
Although his Master’s actions confused Haru slightly, he got the gist of what was going on. Changing his flight path so it circled the upper edge of the vortex that was now forming, Haru simultaneously began forming his protective bubble. Although they weren’t even in the vortex, the wind from it was still causing Haru’s fur to be blown around in a manner that irritated him.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jun 19, 2018 16:51:26 GMT -8
Grandma let out an audible laugh at Ozrith’s words, the wind already picking up as she finished her brief outburst. This strange boy had decided to insult Naoki, something that likely happened often behind closed doors, but very rarely to Naoki’s face. And the Empress was having none of it.
“My my, you are quite forward. I hate to disappoint you, but I’m just a humble associate of the Empress.”
Whether the boy could hear her or not with the deafening vortex that was forming around him was another matter. Her staff continued to glow faintly, but the old woman currently made no moves to assist Naoki in her assault, content to simply float behind the Empress and watch in silence.
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Ozrith von Haren
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: 17
Physical Description: Long white hair flows freely from Ozrith's head, unstained or tainted. His skin is milky white and seems as if he has no blood running through his own body, although his numerous scars beg to differ. He has white eyes with seemingly no pupil. His chiseled physique denotes great strength.
Clothes and Equipment: Ozrith wears flowing, somewhat baggy pants, which tuck into black and gold boots, which are reinforced with metal. He also wears a weird half-cloak, which flows freely from his waist, also of a shade of black. He also wears a half-vest, which carries numerous knives and blades, often tipped with poisons. He also carries two vambraces, encrusted with strength enhancing gems.
Ozrith uses an enchanted sabre in combat, or his plethora of knives. They often are poisoned, via the sheath, which are to cause more pain and blood flow. The sabre's enchantment aids in siphoning life force from a foe, trapping their soul. It is semi-sentient.
Registered: Jun 11, 2018 20:41:31 GMT -8
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Post by Ozrith von Haren on Jun 20, 2018 7:54:54 GMT -8
Ozrith looked with thin disdain at Naoki. What kind of empress would be unable to control her temper? It was simply laughable. She had a clear lack of discipline, it was curious how Isra grew to such might with her at the helm.
"Being coy and subtle is nice and dandy. It doesn't get results. Being direct is good. It's honest." He said, flapping the blood wings a bit harder. "I do think there is a bit more to you than just a 'humble associate.' I'm not stupid." Ozrith says pointedly. He tenses, testing the pull of the gem's magic, and to see if he could possibly disrupt it.
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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.
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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 Jun 22, 2018 17:09:29 GMT -8
The Empress scoffs. The imprudence, the presumption of this boy. It’s impressive, his capacity for ignorance. All who criticize her are wise enough to do so behind closed doors—all save for this boy.
Unamused, The Empress allows more mana to flow from the staff, strengthening the vortex. It grows in size and speed, exerting a suction. Where it touches the ground, a great cloud of sand has been whipped up from the force of wind hitting the ground, like blowing on an anthill.
The staff is not complex; it serves to shape energy from the gems and little more effectively. It has little capacity for precision, but incredible strength. Disrupting the staff’s magic in any significant capacity would likely require the application of powerful magics to the staff itself.
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Ozrith von Haren
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: 17
Physical Description: Long white hair flows freely from Ozrith's head, unstained or tainted. His skin is milky white and seems as if he has no blood running through his own body, although his numerous scars beg to differ. He has white eyes with seemingly no pupil. His chiseled physique denotes great strength.
Clothes and Equipment: Ozrith wears flowing, somewhat baggy pants, which tuck into black and gold boots, which are reinforced with metal. He also wears a weird half-cloak, which flows freely from his waist, also of a shade of black. He also wears a half-vest, which carries numerous knives and blades, often tipped with poisons. He also carries two vambraces, encrusted with strength enhancing gems.
Ozrith uses an enchanted sabre in combat, or his plethora of knives. They often are poisoned, via the sheath, which are to cause more pain and blood flow. The sabre's enchantment aids in siphoning life force from a foe, trapping their soul. It is semi-sentient.
Registered: Jun 11, 2018 20:41:31 GMT -8
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Post by Ozrith von Haren on Jun 23, 2018 23:18:20 GMT -8
Ozrith suppressed a huff of annoyance. Dampening was not his forte. If the whore queen wouldn't reign in her temper, then it reflected poorly on her, not him. He however does seem mildly upset at the vortex. "That's quite unnecessary," he said dryly. He focuses his energy on escaping the vortex, just enough to get out of it's grasp, but still continue his inspection.
The actions of Naoki and Ozrith draw Ingrid's notice. She raises a brow in curiosity. Ozrith wasn't from Iskaldur, and he was confronting two beings. She subtly sent a pulse of magic to weaken the Vortex, enough for Ozrith to feel accomplished at what he would think was his own feat. Pride makes people reveal such interesting things, Ingrid thought.
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