Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Apr 12, 2018 16:19:19 GMT -8
Alden keeps his rebuttal to Freyja's response to himself. It was not that he thought that there was no merit in her argument. Buying time was certainly a viable option in any fight. It was, however, not one he himself ever used. If you were buying time trying to search for an answer then you were losing. Sure, occasionally you would find the perfect riposte to eliminate your enemy. However, it was just as likely that they would kill you while you in the interim. He would rather focus all efforts on finding a permanent solution to The Wyld threat, especially since the sealing stone may actually buy them no time at all. However, his loyalty belonged to a single woman and she had given her command.
"As you wish Empress."
Getting to his feet, Alden inclines his head to Naoki and leaves. He had a cave of monsters to locate, empty, and then search for a magic rock.
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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 Apr 13, 2018 12:17:18 GMT -8
Alden acknowledges the command of his Empress and Aia follows suit, bowing and preparing to leave the room. She turns to Daedalus and Jun of the Celadine first and says “I trust that the two of you will do all you can to contain the Wyld. I will continue to lead my Varan Cohorts against the enemy and do all that I can to keep the pressure off of you. May the Gods watch over us all.” Aia would be transported to the encampment via Embra, her winged mare. <exit>
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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The Tower
Apr 13, 2018 20:30:14 GMT -8
via mobile
Post by Jun of the Celadine on Apr 13, 2018 20:30:14 GMT -8
Jun's demeanor stiffened as she bitterly accepted Freyja's explanation. She also nodded gratefully at Alden and Aia.
"Sapience is a natural aspect of the evolution of nature. This entity doesn't know the first thing about nature. It's just a jealous, greedy piece of..."
She sighed. "Thanks for the explanation." She bowed slightly and turned back to Daedalus. "I'll do whatever you want as long as we get to the front lines quickly. I wanna teach this thing that sapient life isn't to be trifled with."
With that Jun would be off to help assemble a team and plan with Daedalus. He'd find that teleportation into the Expanse was relatively easy proposition as the Land-Tillers were not a xenophobic people. A scrying network would detect their presence, but would likely identify them as friendlies. The Land-Tiller's TERRA defense network had begun its assault on the Wyld, though at best it was only slowing it down.
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Knight-Captain Calgary
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 24
Physical Description: A fitting description is tall, dark, and handsome. He is tall, coming in at about 6'4" and weighing 225lbs, he is one if the largest Dawn Riders. He has brown eyes, and keeps his black hair close to his scalp.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a full set of heavy plate armor, as does his Griffin. He wields a large shield and a larger maul. No ranged weapons of any sort, though he does have an Isran banner flying off the back of his Griffin
Registered: May 12, 2016 9:42:25 GMT -8
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Post by Knight-Captain Calgary on Apr 15, 2018 10:29:08 GMT -8
Calgary spoke for the first time during the meeting, having evaluated the options available to his forces.
"Empress, would you like the Dawn Riders involved? We can provide support for the Varan while shielding the advance of the Legions from the City."
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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 Apr 15, 2018 14:49:32 GMT -8
At Calgary’s question, The Empress looks at him and blinks. Then, she looks to the map, considering. Lady Naoki watches as the symbols representing The Legions begin to creep their way out of the city, oh-so-slowly. It will be a matter of days before they reach the battle. The cavalry will be faster, but even so.
"Yes," she says, hesitant. “But I’d like you to be careful.”
Taking a marginally more relaxed tone of voice, she continues. “This is a new category of enemy, with unknown capabilities. Were it only an army I would not be concerned. … But I’m worried about the crimson-robed figure. With legions, it’s not exceedingly difficult to utilize countermagics. The Enclave has spent much time in training magi to do exactly that. With Jun and Daedalus there, I doubt the crimson-robed figure will be able to do a fraction of what they would otherwise.”
“But Dawn Riders cannot make use of countermagics so easily. Magic is faster and reaches farther than any arrow. You know better than I, Calgary, that Dawn Riders are difficult to train. Veterans are years in the making. I want to avoid unnecessary losses, and this—an unknown caster of significant power, seems like an excellent way for many to die without just cause.”
“So go,” she says, “ and support Aia’s men and The Tillers until The Legions arrive. But make every effort to sustain no casualties. If you must fall back, then do so. If something unexpected happens, The Dawn Riders are the first response, and I need them to be at full strength.”
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Freyja, Lady of the Moon
Established
Roleplay posts: 39
Age: 1839
Physical Description: When she's in her true form, Freyja is a huge white dragon, her scales shimmering in the moonlight. Her body is sleek and powerful, and some of her scales literally glow with a silvery blue light when exposed to moonlight, particularly a set of crescent-shaped markings under her eyes and along her underbelly. All in all, she's a beautiful dragoness. Her voice is light and ethereal, almost seeming to echo within one's mind.
Her human form is tall and elegant, with long, white, almost glowing hair and alabaster skin, as well as deep silver eyes with slit pupils that examine the world with an aura of calm and elegance. However, much of the time outside her dragon form, she's clad in a suit of draconic armour, four horns pointing up from a steel great helm to complete the effect. The armour is rather androgynous, so many think she is a male until she speaks.
Armour:
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She possesses no equipment in her draconic state, but in human form she usually wears a suit of thick, yet impossibly light horned plate armour and wields a long, two-handed blade that glows as if forged from pure moonlight.
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 21:32:07 GMT -8
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Post by Freyja, Lady of the Moon on Apr 15, 2018 18:41:56 GMT -8
Freyja inclines her head respectfully at Naoki's order, and turns on a heel to leave. Once she's exited the Tower and gotten somewhere more open, her human façade begins to disappear. Arms change to long, powerful wings. Flesh shifts to glimmering scales. Before long, she stands tall in her true form, that of a massive dragoness, over 200 feet long from nose to tail, covered in white scales, a spaded silver-tipped tail whipping behind her. She stretches her wings out languidly, glad to be in her more natural form, before craning her neck over to where Alden stands.
"Please," echoes her voice, though her mouth does not appear to open, "step onto my back." Her digitigrade forelegs bend, bringing her upper body down to the ground so as to allow him to comply with her request. There's a convenient gap between two of her back spines that would allow Alden to sit comfortably where her neck meets her shoulders, though there's no way for him to strap in. It would be a treacherous ride, but one that would get the two of them to the caverns much more quickly than any land-dwelling mount.
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Knight-Captain Calgary
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 24
Physical Description: A fitting description is tall, dark, and handsome. He is tall, coming in at about 6'4" and weighing 225lbs, he is one if the largest Dawn Riders. He has brown eyes, and keeps his black hair close to his scalp.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a full set of heavy plate armor, as does his Griffin. He wields a large shield and a larger maul. No ranged weapons of any sort, though he does have an Isran banner flying off the back of his Griffin
Registered: May 12, 2016 9:42:25 GMT -8
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The Tower
Apr 16, 2018 4:27:27 GMT -8
via mobile
Post by Knight-Captain Calgary on Apr 16, 2018 4:27:27 GMT -8
At Calgary’s question, The Empress looks at him and blinks. Then, she looks to the map, considering. Lady Naoki watches as the symbols representing The Legions begin to creep their way out of the city, oh-so-slowly. It will be a matter of days before they reach the battle. The cavalry will be faster, but even so. "Yes," she says, hesitant. “But I’d like you to be careful.” Taking a marginally more relaxed tone of voice, she continues. “This is a new category of enemy, with unknown capabilities. Were it only an army I would not be concerned. … But I’m worried about the crimson-robed figure. With legions, it’s not exceedingly difficult to utilize countermagics. The Enclave has spent much time in training magi to do exactly that. With Jun and Daedalus there, I doubt the crimson-robed figure will be able to do a fraction of what they would otherwise.” “But Dawn Riders cannot make use of countermagics so easily. Magic is faster and reaches farther than any arrow. You know better than I, Calgary, that Dawn Riders are difficult to train. Veterans are years in the making. I want to avoid unnecessary losses, and this—an unknown caster of significant power, seems like an excellent way for many to die without just cause.” “So go,” she says, “ and support Aia’s men and The Tillers until The Legions arrive. But make every effort to sustain no casualties. If you must fall back, then do so. If something unexpected happens, The Dawn Riders are the first response, and I need them to be at full strength.” Calgary looked at the Empress with a feigned expression of offence. "Empress, I am as careful as my predecessor was before me." He said with a wink. "I shall Marshal the 2nd and 3rd Companies as a response. Second to keep on the being, Third to assist in any necessary evacuations. That new dragon rider I put in the second should assist in matters." He saluted the Empress and exited the room, heading for the barracks to send orders to his officers.
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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.
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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 Apr 18, 2018 15:59:16 GMT -8
Watching with mild interest as the fellow members of the meeting depart, Grandma turns her gaze to Naoki as the final one leaves the room. Moving closer so she could be heard without raising her voice, Grandma motions towards the magical map with her cane.
“Although I suspect the band of heroes you just dispatched will be enough to deal with this threat, it would be foolish of me not to make some preparations should things take an unforeseen turn.”
Tapping the floor three times with a certain degree of emphasis, the old woman continued.
“I’ve taken the liberty of preparing one of our more exotic defenses should it be needed. Within the day it will be usable without the normal penalty it would incur. I also advise that you bring in more of your sentinels to stay by your side until this crisis is resolved. Although an assassination attempt against you is unlikely, this situation still opens up opportunities for those who want you dead.”
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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 Apr 19, 2018 13:42:31 GMT -8
“Mmmmh.” The Empress murmurs begrudging acknowledgment. She knows what Grandma means, and she isn’t very much a fan of it, but she can’t deny that it’s the right thing to do in this case.
“I’m not going to be traveling much, but you’re right. Additional precautions will be taken across the board.”
Still surveying the map, Naoki falls silent, considering her next move.
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The Black Vale
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Registered: Feb 25, 2016 12:31:19 GMT -8
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Post by The Black Vale on Apr 19, 2018 15:48:45 GMT -8
A raven perches on a nearby windowsill, preening its feathers as it eavesdrops on the conversation. It makes no noise but for the scratching of clawed feet upon stone as it hops this way and that, head tilting back and fourth jerkily with curiosity. On closer inspection, one might be able to tell that it's missing one beady eye, and its feathers appear to be old and frayed. Its beak is bare and chipped, and one of its feet appears to be...rotting.
Still, before anyone can do anything about its presence, it flaps off, a screeching caw echoing throughout the tower courtyard. Any who know Ulfang von Haren likely know of these feathered messengers, though those who do number few among the congregation. How the necromancer king will react to this new information, however, is anyone's guess.
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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 Apr 20, 2018 14:17:51 GMT -8
A minor blip on the enchanted map drew Grandma’s attention, it was in the Norkai Mountains, the Cloud Sphere to be exact. Focusing in on that area, the map shifted, changing from its much larger overhead view to one looking specifically at the Cloud Sphere and the mountains surrounding it.
“If I remember correctly, this is where the dragon Fundor resides… I suppose it would be too optimistic of me to think this coinciding with the attack of the Wyld is unrelated. Perhaps I shall send Tyrell down to investigate in person.”
The map returned to its previous state, showing a much more encompassing albeit less detailed view.
“Should the Kami be prepared as a precaution against Fundor? I’m not sure what the beast is planning yet, but in the event he heads towards Isra, I feel it would prove most effective.”
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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 Apr 20, 2018 14:33:51 GMT -8
The Empress nods. “Yes. It should probably be readied regardless. There’s no harm in it.”
An ironic statement, considering the subject.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Apr 20, 2018 17:17:56 GMT -8
Freyja inclines her head respectfully at Naoki's order, and turns on a heel to leave. Once she's exited the Tower and gotten somewhere more open, her human façade begins to disappear. Arms change to long, powerful wings. Flesh shifts to glimmering scales. Before long, she stands tall in her true form, that of a massive dragoness, over 200 feet long from nose to tail, covered in white scales, a spaded silver-tipped tail whipping behind her. She stretches her wings out languidly, glad to be in her more natural form, before craning her neck over to where Alden stands. "Please," echoes her voice, though her mouth does not appear to open, "step onto my back." Her digitigrade forelegs bend, bringing her upper body down to the ground so as to allow him to comply with her request. There's a convenient gap between two of her back spines that would allow Alden to sit comfortably where her neck meets her shoulders, though there's no way for him to strap in. It would be a treacherous ride, but one that would get the two of them to the caverns much more quickly than any land-dwelling mount. Alden wasn't standing, he was walking. It was only luck that meant he was even in the courtyard when she comes out. Looking over at her he shakes his head. "I have to prepare first, assemble a team. I will meet you at the caverns if you wish to go on ahead." While flight was certainly fast, a scrying spell and a teleportation circle was pretty dang fast as well. He needed to gather supplies and tap one of his marshals, probably Kaylie Imrahil, to accompany them. While he could likely complete this himself a mission assigned directly by the empress in a time of war got top priority and he wanted to ensure their success. So two marshals, to be safe.
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Freyja, Lady of the Moon
Established
Roleplay posts: 39
Age: 1839
Physical Description: When she's in her true form, Freyja is a huge white dragon, her scales shimmering in the moonlight. Her body is sleek and powerful, and some of her scales literally glow with a silvery blue light when exposed to moonlight, particularly a set of crescent-shaped markings under her eyes and along her underbelly. All in all, she's a beautiful dragoness. Her voice is light and ethereal, almost seeming to echo within one's mind.
Her human form is tall and elegant, with long, white, almost glowing hair and alabaster skin, as well as deep silver eyes with slit pupils that examine the world with an aura of calm and elegance. However, much of the time outside her dragon form, she's clad in a suit of draconic armour, four horns pointing up from a steel great helm to complete the effect. The armour is rather androgynous, so many think she is a male until she speaks.
Armour:
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She possesses no equipment in her draconic state, but in human form she usually wears a suit of thick, yet impossibly light horned plate armour and wields a long, two-handed blade that glows as if forged from pure moonlight.
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 21:32:07 GMT -8
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Post by Freyja, Lady of the Moon on Apr 28, 2018 12:32:58 GMT -8
"As you say. Hurry, then. I care not how you arrive, but I expect to see you in no less than two days' time," she replies with a slow nod, before beating her wings, creating a large cloud of dust and flying stone. She soars up into the air and, with great grace and power, twists about to the east, zipping off with haste.
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Erwin Dreadfort
New
Bro Y'all Ever Just Give Up?
Roleplay posts: 2
Age: 41
Physical Description: Erwin Dreadfort is a tall, younger looking man who makes it an important part of his life to maintain his hair. His hair and eyes share the same color, brown.
Clothes and Equipment: Even those who know Erwin well rarely see him outside of his armor, as if it was part of him. He carries a large kite shield and an arming sword with him, along with a dagger when he hasn't donned his armor.
On the rare occasion he is stuck at a formal political event or on official business outside of military service, he may be seen wearing a dress shirt with black trousers, a belt, boots, and even a cape.
Player's online availability : When not in school and usually weekends (outside of exam times of course)
Registered: May 4, 2018 17:14:27 GMT -8
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Post by Erwin Dreadfort on May 9, 2018 15:23:58 GMT -8
General Erwin Dreadfort had been summoned by his Empress only a few moments before. He had donned his imperial armor and arrived at once, stepping before her in her chambers before giving a bow. "Your majesty, you've summoned me? I am at your service." He addressed her after entering into her presence.
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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 May 9, 2018 17:05:19 GMT -8
“I have. Thank you for coming.” The Empress gestures for General Dreadfort to view the map spread across the table. It depicts the entire Empire, and on it, the entirety of Isra’s military assets are represented in magical red ink. After looking at it for a moment, one might notice some of the symbols on the map moving, to reflect the movement of the soldiers they represent. “The Empire is under attack,” she says, “Though I hope you’ve picked up on that by this point. Over here in the east, The Expanse is being encroached upon by a magical entity introduced to me as ‘The Wyld,’ and The Tillers are doing their best to repel it.” Gesturing, The Empress indicates the Land Tillers and their thin line of archers, as they are drawn on the map. “We have sent Enclave magi to assist, and the Legions are preparing to march. But you are not going with them.” “You are going south,” she continues, “With the Sixth and Seventh Legions. We must be prepared in the event of a second attack, and the defenses along our southern border are understaffed. So, under the pretense of reinforcing the southern border in anticipation of other attacks, you will march the Sixth and Seventh Legions south, to Waerham Keep.” As she’s speaking, Naoki traces a route the keep and taps it a few times. “There, you will meet the garrison, deposit some supplies, and rest your men. That night, you will open this scroll, and continue based on the instructions therein—with all appropriate discretion.” Offering him a scroll sealed with wax, The Empress makes eye contact with General Dreadfort in an attempt to ensure he follows her meaning.
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Erwin Dreadfort
New
Bro Y'all Ever Just Give Up?
Roleplay posts: 2
Age: 41
Physical Description: Erwin Dreadfort is a tall, younger looking man who makes it an important part of his life to maintain his hair. His hair and eyes share the same color, brown.
Clothes and Equipment: Even those who know Erwin well rarely see him outside of his armor, as if it was part of him. He carries a large kite shield and an arming sword with him, along with a dagger when he hasn't donned his armor.
On the rare occasion he is stuck at a formal political event or on official business outside of military service, he may be seen wearing a dress shirt with black trousers, a belt, boots, and even a cape.
Player's online availability : When not in school and usually weekends (outside of exam times of course)
Registered: May 4, 2018 17:14:27 GMT -8
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Post by Erwin Dreadfort on May 28, 2018 8:59:19 GMT -8
Erwin met her eyes and gave a nod, one hand resting on the handle of his blade. He understood exactly what she meant with her gesture, "It will be done, your majesty." He took the scroll from her, gave a final bow, and left the chambers, to prepare his men and make the journey to the south.
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