Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Aug 5, 2018 22:46:58 GMT -8
Feeling an unusual sensation on his ankles, Qin leaned down to see a frog bumping him with its nose. It croaked, revealing its human tongue and occasionally looked at Lynne. What a peculiar creature, he thought to himself as he picked up the frog and stared into its eyes. It clearly seemed to be some unnatural thing, nothing that he had seen before in his many trips in the wild.
Strange. Qin was not sure what kind of surprises the zoo had in store for him, but luckily, he had a few surprises up his own sleeve as well.
Putting the frog into a jacket pocket, Qin silently moved into the background, watching the stranger easily pull apart the metal bars as Lynne tried to pull her away to no avail. This was not his fight right now, and sometimes it was better to wait and see, to not stand in the way of a raging river. This was one of those times. He kept Fan Mou at the ready in case anything attacked him. But for now, he simply waited to see what would happen next.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Aug 15, 2018 23:13:10 GMT -8
The creak and groan of the bending metal elicited a gasp of shock from Lynne, whose terrified stare bounced back and forth between the determined Amaya and the snarling beast behind the increasingly open bars. As the iron bowed further under Amaya's unnatural strength, Lynne looked the beast in the eye once more before turning and sprinting off through the maze of cages. The pair was left alone in the dense labyrinth, aside from all the animals. Not a moment later, the bars gave way enough for the striped creature to squeeze through, nudging Amaya gently with its muzzle as it pushed past her. It hissed softly, looking her in the eye for a brief moment before it took off. The beast crawled up over the other cages towards where Lynne had run off, causing a clamor of fearful shrieks and squawks from the animals within. As it followed the red-haired girl through the cages, a scream of fright announced that Lynne had realized how closely she was being pursued.
Meanwhile, Qin's new friend croaked quietly in his pocket, seemingly very content with its new perch. The slimy creature was a bit damp in the man's pocket, causing a wet patch to form on his jacket. It really was an odd sort of frog, and there seemed to be a sort of intelligence in its round eyes as it stared up at Qin. It croaked once more, and pointed a thin orange finger towards Amaya, then towards a narrow alleyway between two large cages.
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Amaya Thundra
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 198
Age: 24
Physical Description: She has pale blue hair that is rather jagged and cut short (she cuts her own hair with a knife). Her eyes are a golden color that looks much like lightning ripping across the sky. When her powers are active, it looks like lightning is running through her veins. Her ears are pointed and long. She stands at about 6 foot and her nails are normal unless she is feeling beastly when they can grow into talons. Otherwise, she appears as a normal human. Also... horns.
Clothes and Equipment: It looks as though she is constantly wearing a tattered black cloak, but it is actually her wings folded over her body that are pretty durable against attacks. She wears light armor underneath her wings typically and dresses lightly. Though she is not a fan of dresses and skirts or any clothing that restricts her movement, if it necessary or particularly unique, she can be convinced to wear it. She wields a broad sword in case of emergency but prefers to fight hand to hand.
Allegiances: Edan; To a lesser degree her father, Ixdraynael
Registered: May 31, 2018 19:40:04 GMT -8
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Post by Amaya Thundra on Aug 16, 2018 19:07:45 GMT -8
Amaya sighed as she watched the creature surge off after Lynne. She made no moves to help her because again, this was her penance. If she escaped punishment, then the gods smiled upon her. If not, she would pass and Amaya hoped she'd acknowledge her sins in her last moments.
She sighed as she rubbed her hands together and cracked her knuckles as she looked over at Qin, cocking a brow as she noted the little curious frog. She raised her hand up to remove the scarf from around her head, seeing no point in trying to hide her truth any longer. It was rather obvious at this point anyway.
"I suggest you be on your way Sir, unless you feel you must meet your penance as well. I plan on releasing all of these poor trapped souls here and I imagine the resulting stampede will not end well for those bound to the ground." She said as she tucked aside her... cape?
It was made clear moments later that the 'cape' she had been wearing was not a cape at all but rather that she had two great wings folded over her chest, looking like velvet under the wan light of the tent. "Take the little one with you if you like but should it desire it's freedom, I hope you choose correctly and learn from their mistakes."
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Aug 16, 2018 20:13:18 GMT -8
Qin smiled amusedly at the sight of Lynn running off screaming into the maze of cages, the lizard hot on her trail. The situation was not funny in the slightest, but the ranger thought the absurdity of it was hilarious. He made no move to help the girl either, as it was simply not his business, and meddling in other affairs was something his superior beat out of him on his first week as an official ranger.
Turning towards the other stranger, Qin barely reacted as he saw the wings. It was surprising, but there had been so many strange sights that he had already seen that this was simply another image to the pile. “No need to concern me. I’m perfectly happy jumping around high places.”
Cocking his head slightly, he stared right into the stranger’s eyes, looking to gauge for a reaction. “You sure talk a lot about freeing all the animals without thinking about consequences. Here’s some food for thought. How many people do you think will die in the resulting stampede as the animals spread out over the land, innocent women and children who are eaten by the presumably very hungry and dangerous creatures here? How many native animals will be killed by the new invasive species, unable to compete with stronger predators? How long will many of these animals even last in this new and foreign place, where their adaptations are ill-fitted for survival? How many environments will be completely and utterly razed by your actions, their delicate ecosystems disrupted by the sudden influx of new beasts? How much penance would YOU need to clear the weight of all that death and destruction off your soul?”
Letting the questions hang in the air, Qin pulled out the amphibian and watched it once again point a thin finger at the stranger, then towards a narrow alleyway. “Anyway, apparently this frog has some sort of interest in you and that place.” He nodded his head in the direction the frog had been pointing at. “I’m gonna go see what exactly is there. Life’s too short to not explore. You coming?”
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Amaya Thundra
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 198
Age: 24
Physical Description: She has pale blue hair that is rather jagged and cut short (she cuts her own hair with a knife). Her eyes are a golden color that looks much like lightning ripping across the sky. When her powers are active, it looks like lightning is running through her veins. Her ears are pointed and long. She stands at about 6 foot and her nails are normal unless she is feeling beastly when they can grow into talons. Otherwise, she appears as a normal human. Also... horns.
Clothes and Equipment: It looks as though she is constantly wearing a tattered black cloak, but it is actually her wings folded over her body that are pretty durable against attacks. She wears light armor underneath her wings typically and dresses lightly. Though she is not a fan of dresses and skirts or any clothing that restricts her movement, if it necessary or particularly unique, she can be convinced to wear it. She wields a broad sword in case of emergency but prefers to fight hand to hand.
Allegiances: Edan; To a lesser degree her father, Ixdraynael
Registered: May 31, 2018 19:40:04 GMT -8
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Post by Amaya Thundra on Aug 20, 2018 4:16:02 GMT -8
Amaya blinked as the man made a valid point. In her anger and indignace, she hadn’t even thought about such consequences. It churned up some unease in her gut.
She needed to do something, she couldn’t just leave things as they stood. In good conscience, she couldn’t just walk away.
This Darling fellow had really put her in a dilemma. She straightened up then as it occured to her. She couldn’t return the animals to where they belonged, but he certainly could. And he would after she had a word with him.
She came back to herself as Qin brought up the little frog pointing through the cages. She blinked twice to focus completely before she shrugged. “... I will follow... and thank you for your reasoning. I understand what you mean now. Darling should be held accountable. And he will be.”
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Aug 20, 2018 11:33:48 GMT -8
Qin sighed. The winged stranger, who seemed to be only slightly older than he was, was too naive and too easily swayed by emotions, if she had not even considered the consequences of her actions. My old mentor would beat that out of her by the first week, he thought to himself. The ranger had no doubt about that. She had done the exact same to him, after all.
Walking over to the beginning of the alleyway, Qin motioned the stranger over. "Whatever. Lets just see what exactly the frog wants." And with that, he headed forward, body alert for any traps, mind wondering what exactly would await him. Hopefully it would be exciting.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Aug 23, 2018 19:41:01 GMT -8
With the odd little frog pointing the way, the pair headed down the narrow passageway between the cages. It was a tight squeeze, but they'd manage to make it down the corridor into a large open space. All the cages seemed to have been pushed to the side to clear the area, in the center of which sat a massive pile of crates and hay bales. It towered up over the pair and rose over the tops of the cages, just a pyramid of boxes. If the pair looked at the odd storage pile, they'd see that it seemed to be full of very mundane things. The boxes had labels such as "rope", "millet", and "mushrooms". As they looked around, the little frog jumped out of Qin's pocket and hopped its way over towards a particularly large box labeled "broomhandles". It croaked and pointed, clearly very interested in that particular box.
Meanwhile, the crashes and bangs continued as more cages were toppled. Lynne's high-pitched screaming was joined by her father's shouted, yelling at her to run, that he'd deal with the creature.
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Amaya Thundra
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 198
Age: 24
Physical Description: She has pale blue hair that is rather jagged and cut short (she cuts her own hair with a knife). Her eyes are a golden color that looks much like lightning ripping across the sky. When her powers are active, it looks like lightning is running through her veins. Her ears are pointed and long. She stands at about 6 foot and her nails are normal unless she is feeling beastly when they can grow into talons. Otherwise, she appears as a normal human. Also... horns.
Clothes and Equipment: It looks as though she is constantly wearing a tattered black cloak, but it is actually her wings folded over her body that are pretty durable against attacks. She wears light armor underneath her wings typically and dresses lightly. Though she is not a fan of dresses and skirts or any clothing that restricts her movement, if it necessary or particularly unique, she can be convinced to wear it. She wields a broad sword in case of emergency but prefers to fight hand to hand.
Allegiances: Edan; To a lesser degree her father, Ixdraynael
Registered: May 31, 2018 19:40:04 GMT -8
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Post by Amaya Thundra on Aug 30, 2018 19:31:21 GMT -8
Amaya gave no outward reaction still to the screaming and shouting of the Darlings as she walked over to where the frog was, inspecting the box curiously. She cocked her head to the side and carefully read aloud the label.
"Broomhandles?" She asked completely confused glancing at the frog and then back at Qin. "What does a frog want with broom handles?" She asked half to herself as she knelt down and carefully pulled the box into view. She looked at it for a moment before she pulled the massive broadsword from her back, and lined it up with the top of the crate before she stabbed into the box to use her sword as a lever to pull the top off of the crate.
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Aug 30, 2018 21:01:40 GMT -8
Sliding through the narrow passageway like a snake, Qin moved to the massive open area, which was strangely mundane. The stack of tall boxes was impressive, but there seemed to be nothing particularly interesting about any of the crates, at least not until the frog jumped over to a box that was labeled "broomhandles".
As the stranger glanced quizzically at Qin, he shot Amaya a gaze that said Why would I know? Blocking the sounds out of his mind, the ranger walked to the opposite corner and slammed his knife in as well. One of his twin blades would provide significantly better leverage, but he was not risking either breaking. Using the short and stocky blade as a lever, Qin shoved the edge out forcefully, seeking to find out what exactly was inside.
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