Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Sept 14, 2018 21:09:30 GMT -8
Rudiger gladly took her hand, and replied, "The same could be said for you. Still traveling about I see? How's you health?" he asked as he followed her, not wanting to force her to walk backwards with the crate in fear of her falling over backwards.
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Conchobar
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: Conchobar stands high among men, at 6'0. His muscled and toned body justifies the hard life he has lived. Dark blue eyes are set upon a fair face, while dark brown locks fall around his head and dance upon his shoulders.
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Clothes and Equipment: Conchobar travels light. A green traveling tabard covers his torso, complimented by brown trousers and traveling boots. Iron-braced leather vambraces protect his wrists. A brown belt around his waist holds the sheathes for his dagger. Around his neck hangs his neck bag, which holds flint for fires.
Slung over his back is a steel longsword and a shield, which he uses in combat.
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Registered: Jan 6, 2018 5:10:07 GMT -8
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Post by Conchobar on Sept 15, 2018 9:38:37 GMT -8
Conchobar had dealt with bloodthirsty beasts in the past - but he could conjure no story to top Aurelia’s. “Impressive,” he commented. He was not only thrilled at her tale, but also of the Tinker and Boneflayer. He would have to ask at a later date who this Tinker was, and whether they were still alive. He could only imagine she was long gone, like the rest of Vess’ Order.
“Say,” he began, “my master - Khulan - may be looking for additional bodyguards. We took a beating on the road here, and I’d imagine she’d appreciate a little more help… especially from someone as experienced and well-armed as you.” Conchobar leaned back in his chair to let the words sink in and see how Aurelia might react. “Not to mention,” he finished, “I need someone to talk to by the fire.”
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Deidra Nofaló
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 22
Physical Description: She stands at a formidable 178 centimeters and is exceedingly well trained and toned. She has an athletic build that had been nurtured since she began her training as a knight at 7 years old. Her hair is a golden blonde and is usually carefully braided back or twisted in a bun when in combat or training. She has piercing grey eyes that seem to take all of the surroundings and she doesn't have the most approachable outwardly expression.
Clothes and Equipment: She typically carries a long sword and a buckler with her. Built into the pommel of her sword is her family's crest, the winged wolf. This is also mirrored in her more ornate armor which has the wolf's head built into her shoulder and the wings in her elbows and behind her knees. She prefers to wear a lighter set of armor when training and sparring though or when walking around town so she can blend in more easily without being recognized.
Allegiances: Edan
Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever I'm awake. *Shrugs*
Registered: Aug 5, 2018 12:12:12 GMT -8
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Post by Deidra Nofaló on Sept 15, 2018 12:08:45 GMT -8
Deidra turned around as she walked and looked to the side to talk to him, trusting Gundulf to guide her steps as they walked. "I'm well honestly. A bit homesick, but that will pass with time. My pilgrimage is not quite done-there's still plenty for me to learn in these lands. One day soon though, I'll be able to travel home again with all I've learned and help my country." She said proudly as she walked along before looking back at him.
"And you? How did you end up mixed up in this? How have you fared since we last met?" She asked curiously.
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Aurelia Vess
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 40
Physical Description: Aurelia Vess is a tall, lithe woman with pale blue eyes and shoulder-length, pale blonde hair. A bandage is wrapped around her head to cover her left eye, and her fingertips are rough and scarred. She stands at a looming 6'4".
Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia wears a wide-brimmed hat decorated with three crow's feathers, and a black pea coat with a large collar, covering a great deal of her neck. Small animal bones are sewn into her fine leather gloves, of what variety, she does not say. Her signature weapon, Boneflayer, appears to be a weighty longsword at first glance, before she activates the intricate mechanism within to transform the sword into a cruel, far-reaching whip capable of cutting down to the bone.
Player's online availability : As of August 21st, 2018, availability will be mostly daily, although most weekdays will include classes.
Registered: Dec 8, 2017 15:42:06 GMT -8
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Post by Aurelia Vess on Sept 15, 2018 15:25:51 GMT -8
Aurelia grinned as Conchobar spoke his enjoyment. "If you think that's impressive, I've many a tale to tell of my old Hunts. The Order's better years have quite the stories," Aurelia said as she began to collect her things. She still had to bring the Lycan's head to the farmer. She was about to bid Conchobar adieu before he brought up an intriguing proposition.
"Bodyguards, you say?" She seemed to ponder this, before chuckling. "Y'know, if you asked me that ten years ago, I would have been offended. Hunters of the Order, back in the day, were not simply bodyguards." With a grin, she made a rather grand gesture. "That never really helped us though, did it? I suppose I'll need a more permanent job to keep myself fed, and Boneflayer busy, so why not?" Aurelia chuckled. "Besides, I'm always a sucker for an opportunity to tell my tales. No need to point her out. I already have a good idea of who she is. She positively radiates authority. I'll head her way after I turn in this one's-" she raised the sack that carried the Lycan head, "bounty. For now, I bid you adieu, Conchobar. We'll speak again, without doubt." With that, she bowed her head, turned on her heel, and left the inn, on her way to the farmer she had promised a head.
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Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Sept 15, 2018 19:00:55 GMT -8
Rudiger nodded along with Deidra's points, glad to hear that she was doing rather well, all things considered. "Well, I remember when I first started on the road quite some years ago, and missing my hard bed in a sparse chamber, close enough to the Eastern woods to hear werewolves howl on a bad night. You'll learn to enjoy aspects from both worlds. And there's always more to learn the more you travel. I know I'm always learning more day by day, and I'd rather not have a day where I didn't learn anything."
"Well, I decided to join onto the caravan back when it was traveling through Isra, seeing that it needed a few extra hands to guard itself. And I can't complain. Been cold, starving, parched, and about cooked more times than I care to describe, but I'm still managing."
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Deidra Nofaló
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 22
Physical Description: She stands at a formidable 178 centimeters and is exceedingly well trained and toned. She has an athletic build that had been nurtured since she began her training as a knight at 7 years old. Her hair is a golden blonde and is usually carefully braided back or twisted in a bun when in combat or training. She has piercing grey eyes that seem to take all of the surroundings and she doesn't have the most approachable outwardly expression.
Clothes and Equipment: She typically carries a long sword and a buckler with her. Built into the pommel of her sword is her family's crest, the winged wolf. This is also mirrored in her more ornate armor which has the wolf's head built into her shoulder and the wings in her elbows and behind her knees. She prefers to wear a lighter set of armor when training and sparring though or when walking around town so she can blend in more easily without being recognized.
Allegiances: Edan
Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever I'm awake. *Shrugs*
Registered: Aug 5, 2018 12:12:12 GMT -8
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Post by Deidra Nofaló on Sept 15, 2018 21:33:26 GMT -8
Deidra chuckled softly at that shaking her head. "Well... Good to know what mess I've signed myself up for this time. Sounds like it will be quite a bit of fun." She said as she reached with her free hand to pet Bob on his muzzle. "How could I forget to greet the real hero here? How are you doing champ?" She asked with a warm smile for Rudiger's loyal companion. "You know, I might still have some sugar cubes for you." She mused as she went to set down the box with the rest of the pile.
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Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Sept 16, 2018 6:37:33 GMT -8
Bob happily nickered softly, pushing his muzzle into Deidra's hand, as if to answer he was doing just fine, thank you very much. Deidra was his second favorite human, though she could negotiate her way to first if she truly had sugar cubes on her. She may even cement that place if she had some form of warm pastry with sugar and fruits in them. He had broken through tables to get at some back in Isra, but if he could be spared the effort he would greatly appreciate it.
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Deidra Nofaló
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 22
Physical Description: She stands at a formidable 178 centimeters and is exceedingly well trained and toned. She has an athletic build that had been nurtured since she began her training as a knight at 7 years old. Her hair is a golden blonde and is usually carefully braided back or twisted in a bun when in combat or training. She has piercing grey eyes that seem to take all of the surroundings and she doesn't have the most approachable outwardly expression.
Clothes and Equipment: She typically carries a long sword and a buckler with her. Built into the pommel of her sword is her family's crest, the winged wolf. This is also mirrored in her more ornate armor which has the wolf's head built into her shoulder and the wings in her elbows and behind her knees. She prefers to wear a lighter set of armor when training and sparring though or when walking around town so she can blend in more easily without being recognized.
Allegiances: Edan
Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever I'm awake. *Shrugs*
Registered: Aug 5, 2018 12:12:12 GMT -8
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Post by Deidra Nofaló on Sept 16, 2018 19:57:38 GMT -8
Deidra chuckled softly at the very expressive horse and worked her pack around from where it rested on her back to rest against her hip. She rifled through her bag for a few moments before she gave a triumphant huff, pulling out a small bag of sweets. She didn't have a sweet tooth herself but the bag had come in handy quite a few times when she wanted information from the youngest denizens of the towns she visited.
She opened up the bag and pulled out three sugar cubes holding them out for Bob to eat as she looked over at Rudiger. "I hope you don't mind me spoiling him."
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Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Sept 16, 2018 20:29:30 GMT -8
Bob knickered gratefully as he smelled the sugar cubes leave Deidra’s bag. She was definitely his favorite now, as he gently used his lips to pluck the cubes out of hand, tickling it with his whiskers around them.
Rudiger shook his head, “He’s already spoiled enough, you won’t be doing any harm.”
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Deidra Nofaló
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 22
Physical Description: She stands at a formidable 178 centimeters and is exceedingly well trained and toned. She has an athletic build that had been nurtured since she began her training as a knight at 7 years old. Her hair is a golden blonde and is usually carefully braided back or twisted in a bun when in combat or training. She has piercing grey eyes that seem to take all of the surroundings and she doesn't have the most approachable outwardly expression.
Clothes and Equipment: She typically carries a long sword and a buckler with her. Built into the pommel of her sword is her family's crest, the winged wolf. This is also mirrored in her more ornate armor which has the wolf's head built into her shoulder and the wings in her elbows and behind her knees. She prefers to wear a lighter set of armor when training and sparring though or when walking around town so she can blend in more easily without being recognized.
Allegiances: Edan
Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever I'm awake. *Shrugs*
Registered: Aug 5, 2018 12:12:12 GMT -8
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Post by Deidra Nofaló on Sept 17, 2018 20:03:53 GMT -8
Deidra smiled as she stroked Bob's muzzle as she chuckled softly feelinh his whiskers tickle against her palm. "Oh, he's a good boy. He deserves a little extra." She chuckled as she looked over, hearing the grinding of metal and Gundulf grew jealous at her care of Bob. She looked over at Rudiger after a moment as she continued to stroke Bob's muzzle.
"Well, as much as I'd love to keep spoiling your companion, I should probably get back to work... If you'll direct me to what I'm supposed to be up to." She asked with a small smile.
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Khulan
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: 36
Physical Description: Khulan is nothing short of lean, and though her muscles aren't incredibly large, they are prominent beneath her thick, sun-bronzed skin.
Her face shows her age, as lines have begun to develop around her eyes and streaks of grey run through her dark, thin hair.
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Clothes and Equipment: Khulan is normally seen wearing thick furs and leathers in cold weather and long, plain tunics in warmer weather. Her favorite weapon is a composite recurve bow and a well-made saber.
On her left hand, she often wears a falconry glove. A similar piece of thick leather is fastened onto her shoulder.
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Registered: Dec 8, 2017 14:25:13 GMT -8
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Post by Khulan on Sept 17, 2018 21:44:53 GMT -8
The well-dressed woman got the same once-over that Deidra received. Khulan's stare was intense, and to some, it was frightening. Her warriors got a brief version of this before Khulan nodded her head. "Your service is accepted. Call me Khulan. Your numbers will certainly help."
Sarangerel giggled, shoulders bobbling. "She means 'Thank you!'" she called after them, hand to her lips.
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Khulan's Caravan
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/thread/3104/toragana-caravan
Registered: Mar 24, 2018 21:19:52 GMT -8
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Post by Khulan's Caravan on Sept 17, 2018 21:45:28 GMT -8
Ulag turned his attention the man who was just a little larger than Rudiger, but not so large as he and his brother. This amused him: perhaps the people in this land weren't all so scrawny after all!
The storm of a man laughed once more, rolling thunder over the city. "Yes, that is what you would call me here, isn't it? A broad term. I suppose we would call the lot of you shrimp-" He grinned, but waved a hand in dismissal. "But I jest! My name is Ulag. Our company hails from Toragana. Kepek and I are Men of the Mountain, who become giants as we age." He held up both his hands, as if to quiet Evelar's inquiries. "Yes, yes, I know, even such a wall as myself was a small boy at one time. Hard to believe, aye?"
Coming down on one knee, Ulag attempted to level with the man before him. "And... what about yourself?"
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Rudiger Dornmauer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 229
Age: 30
Physical Description: Rudiger is tall at 6'3", and muscularly built from his profession. His skin is weathered from his life on the road, with the first wrinkles of age appearing at the sides of his mouth and his eyes, and thick calluses on his right hand from wielding his sword. His light brown hair has been sheered to a fade parted on the right side, and his strong chin that was once covered by thick goatee has been shaved to stubble, but his thick mustache has remained. His most prominent feature is a thick scar and his missing left eye, which he covers with a black eyepatch, which he lost in a fight with a bear.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rudiger wears a variety of cloths, depending on the situation. For battle, he wears a blue gambeson underneath steel plate armor, which encases him from head to foot. He wears a bellow faced sallet helm, which he learned to wear from the loss of his eye. He wields a hand and half sword, with a decorative eagle on the pommel. He also carries a kite shield, painted with his coat of arm, a black eagle on a red and orange checkered field.
When he's not in battle, he wears a white wool shirt, and thick woolen black pants. He always wears his tan riding boots.
He owns a dapple grey destrier, and a heavy wooden saddle with a high cantle and pommel covered in thick leather.
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Allegiances: The Grand Duchy of Voruta
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:20:22 GMT -8
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Post by Rudiger Dornmauer on Sept 20, 2018 9:15:50 GMT -8
Rudiger shrugged when Deidra asked him what to do. He frankly didn’t have much idea either, other than to unload the wagons and set up the camp. So, going off his best estimate, he answered, “Well, I’m going to get Bob cooled down here, but I’m sure you can help unload more crates.”
With that, Rudiger dipped his head in farewell for now, and led Bob by the reins over to an open area beside the caravan. He undid the girth strap and lifted the saddle, blanket and it’s connected saddle bags and burlap sack with a grunt, setting all them down by a wagon wheel. He then dug through the bags, and produced a curry comb and brush, and began to brush Bob down with the curry comb in big circular motions.
Bob knickered happily that he was freed of the weight of the saddle and the extra supplies. He closed his eyes, and cocked one rear hoof in relaxtion, leaning into the brush strokes.
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Julianique Eoflek
New
Diplomat Extraordinaire of the Velmerys Imperium
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 32
Physical Description: Julianique cuts quite the figure, being of noble breed of the Velmerys Imperium. Striking blonde hair flows midway down her back, though it is usually kept in a bun. Her eyes are a dazzling emerald green as if the gem itself were inserted into her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She wears a formal dress on every occasion. The dresses she wears are enchanted by her House, making them as durable as leather, but of the softest silk imaginable. She carries a bejeweled cavalry saber, but rarely has a use for it. Everything she and her escort would need is carried in their packs.
Julianique has her own horse, a black charger.
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Allegiances: Velmerys Imperium
Registered: Sept 1, 2018 19:29:02 GMT -8
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Post by Julianique Eoflek on Sept 20, 2018 16:02:21 GMT -8
"Thank you for accepting us, Khulan. I will make sure to repay your kindness with a welcome home in Velmerys, and the connections your band requires." Julianique bowed, tilting her head towards the ground, glimpsing at her undirtied boots before looking back to the woman.
"The Velmerian Empire will have many uses for such an ally, I am sure of it." She paused, for but a second. "How long will your stop be in this town?"
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Khulan
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: 36
Physical Description: Khulan is nothing short of lean, and though her muscles aren't incredibly large, they are prominent beneath her thick, sun-bronzed skin.
Her face shows her age, as lines have begun to develop around her eyes and streaks of grey run through her dark, thin hair.
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Clothes and Equipment: Khulan is normally seen wearing thick furs and leathers in cold weather and long, plain tunics in warmer weather. Her favorite weapon is a composite recurve bow and a well-made saber.
On her left hand, she often wears a falconry glove. A similar piece of thick leather is fastened onto her shoulder.
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Registered: Dec 8, 2017 14:25:13 GMT -8
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Post by Khulan on Sept 28, 2018 21:50:33 GMT -8
Khulan mused for a moment, peering at the sun's position in the sky very briefly.
"Two days at most," she answered. "We are late. Allies await us in the great elven city. We must meet them soon." She glanced at the giants, who both had gruesome injuries. They needed rest. They needed healing. "Two days will do. And you?"
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Deidra Nofaló
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 22
Physical Description: She stands at a formidable 178 centimeters and is exceedingly well trained and toned. She has an athletic build that had been nurtured since she began her training as a knight at 7 years old. Her hair is a golden blonde and is usually carefully braided back or twisted in a bun when in combat or training. She has piercing grey eyes that seem to take all of the surroundings and she doesn't have the most approachable outwardly expression.
Clothes and Equipment: She typically carries a long sword and a buckler with her. Built into the pommel of her sword is her family's crest, the winged wolf. This is also mirrored in her more ornate armor which has the wolf's head built into her shoulder and the wings in her elbows and behind her knees. She prefers to wear a lighter set of armor when training and sparring though or when walking around town so she can blend in more easily without being recognized.
Allegiances: Edan
Player's online availability : Pretty much whenever I'm awake. *Shrugs*
Registered: Aug 5, 2018 12:12:12 GMT -8
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Post by Deidra Nofaló on Oct 5, 2018 12:27:25 GMT -8
Deidra sighed as Rudiger didn't give her much insight into what she should be be doing but she gave a minute shrug. Might as well just go about and try and lend an extra set of hands.
She gave Rudiger a small wave of farewell before she wandered off into the rest of the caravan and peeked around looking for somewhere she could lend a hand to, perhaps with the heavy lifting or the set up. She was tempted to wander back to her large giant acquaintance but he did look a bit busy for the moment. Still it was her best bet so she wandered back over to where she could see his head high above the rest of the crowd.
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Conchobar
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: Conchobar stands high among men, at 6'0. His muscled and toned body justifies the hard life he has lived. Dark blue eyes are set upon a fair face, while dark brown locks fall around his head and dance upon his shoulders.
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Clothes and Equipment: Conchobar travels light. A green traveling tabard covers his torso, complimented by brown trousers and traveling boots. Iron-braced leather vambraces protect his wrists. A brown belt around his waist holds the sheathes for his dagger. Around his neck hangs his neck bag, which holds flint for fires.
Slung over his back is a steel longsword and a shield, which he uses in combat.
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Registered: Jan 6, 2018 5:10:07 GMT -8
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Post by Conchobar on Oct 6, 2018 14:15:08 GMT -8
Conchobar, after bidding Aurelia farewell, had returned to Khulan's presence and remained with his leader and the caravan.
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Julianique Eoflek
New
Diplomat Extraordinaire of the Velmerys Imperium
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 32
Physical Description: Julianique cuts quite the figure, being of noble breed of the Velmerys Imperium. Striking blonde hair flows midway down her back, though it is usually kept in a bun. Her eyes are a dazzling emerald green as if the gem itself were inserted into her eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She wears a formal dress on every occasion. The dresses she wears are enchanted by her House, making them as durable as leather, but of the softest silk imaginable. She carries a bejeweled cavalry saber, but rarely has a use for it. Everything she and her escort would need is carried in their packs.
Julianique has her own horse, a black charger.
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Allegiances: Velmerys Imperium
Registered: Sept 1, 2018 19:29:02 GMT -8
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Post by Julianique Eoflek on Oct 7, 2018 11:52:50 GMT -8
"I can wait for another two days if that is what your party requires here." Julianique bowed, taking a step away. "I am sure you have plenty on your plate, as the head of this party. I shall leave you to your duties, Khulan. I shall ready my men for the journey to the elven city, we will be prepared to ride with the Toragana."
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Khulan
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: 36
Physical Description: Khulan is nothing short of lean, and though her muscles aren't incredibly large, they are prominent beneath her thick, sun-bronzed skin.
Her face shows her age, as lines have begun to develop around her eyes and streaks of grey run through her dark, thin hair.
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Clothes and Equipment: Khulan is normally seen wearing thick furs and leathers in cold weather and long, plain tunics in warmer weather. Her favorite weapon is a composite recurve bow and a well-made saber.
On her left hand, she often wears a falconry glove. A similar piece of thick leather is fastened onto her shoulder.
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Registered: Dec 8, 2017 14:25:13 GMT -8
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Post by Khulan on Oct 9, 2018 20:54:17 GMT -8
Khulan nodded to Julianique. "So it will be. We welcome your troop."
One of the giants, Kepek, swiftly grew bored of the merchants who surrounded him asking if his blood or bones had any special properties for wellness and growth. He departed, waving a hand in dismissal to make his way over to a much more interesting venture: this blonde woman. She was dressed so nicely. Could she have been someone important?
With these inquiries in his head, he approached the lady and her men, exchanging glances briefly with Khulan before taking a knee to try and be more level with the flaxen one.
"Did I hear correctly? You will be joining us on our journey?" he spoke, voice like stone grating on stone. "Well, we could always use more fodder for the wilds. It had no qualms in chewing us up and spitting us out the moment we entered it."
With a plaque-filled grin, he held his hand out to the tiny woman, hand larger than her entire torso. "I am Kepek. They call me a miner now, but a pick can do where a sword is absent."
Approaching Deidra was a shorter, less intimidating figure than the giant that had called her over before. His skin was bronze and his ears pointed, hinting at elven heritage. In his arms was a fiddle, which he carried carefully, like a bag of gold. He smiled at her brightly, eyebrows popping up. "Well, it seems we have another knight in our midst, and it seems she knows the cyclops! What an interesting person we have with us today!"
Sarangerel had taken to Conchobar and Rudiger over the past few weeks. She likened them to uncles or older brothers and would follow them on occasion, either to pester them with questions or help them with tasks.
Today, she felt like bothering him about his lady friend, grinning with all her teeth greeting him.
"Her eyes are rather beautiful. I thought I would have to find you find your way back to us, you were so lost in them!"
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Talanashta
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 67
Physical Description: Silver hair, ever-changing eyes, slender, full-featured, confident body language.
Clothes and Equipment: Dresses when she can, breeches and blouses when convenience is needed. Most are enchanted to become armor.
Has a bracelet that summons a shield and a ring that summons a wolf made of burning, holy light.
Registered: Mar 14, 2018 21:21:19 GMT -8
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Post by Talanashta on Oct 9, 2018 20:54:36 GMT -8
Another figure walked up to Rudiger from the other side of Bob, her steps so quiet, her movements so smooth, he might not have noticed her until she Spoke. If the horse was rather irritable with strangers, he might have found himself less so with their elven guest, holding out a slender hand for him to sniff.
"What a handsome creature," she spoke, honey dripping from bread. "You treat him well. It shows."
Glancing upon her would reveal a fair woman with striking features. The sides of her lips curved upwards mischievously, though she was putting no effort into doing so. She wore a wool shift that didn't compliment her figure but gave room for a slightly swollen belly. Waves of silver hair tumbled over her shoulder and down to her thighs. Such was typical for elven women, though she seemed of even finer make than just that.
Her smile was tiny, but obvious as she leaned in toward the horse, whispering something that was just audible to the knight. "What's your secret? Is it the feed?"
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