Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Nov 14, 2018 15:10:18 GMT -8
Waldemar went about the grounds of Untyrid hall shouting words in a foreign language, clearly looking for someone as he repeated the name "Krahe." He had gone across much of the grounds and at last went to the open-air ballroom which for some time he'd been avoiding.
With a sigh he went in, about to ask somebody if they had seen a man in a black officer's uniform with a fancy cap until he spotted the folk from Tawakoshi. He had been at one of the side tables at the Audrian feast but most likely would not be recognized, and supposed this be the best time to discuss business. He walked over to Kojuro noting that the person he was speaking to seemed to want to go off to other business and took his chance to approach. "Oh my word, you would be the Tawakoshi delegation aye?"
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 16, 2018 9:12:14 GMT -8
(Deidra, Akagi, Waldemar, Wuppo)
“You're right, I probably wouldn't know it. But, I hope to return to my homeland far less ignorant than when I left,” he laughed. She seemed as though she didn't want to give too much away about herself, which didn't bother him unduly since they were perfect strangers after all, even if he thought it somewhat odd. “Pleased to meet you too, Lady Deidra.” As she jumped and grabbed at her arm, Akagi stepped in with concern. Perhaps an old injury was bothering her. All warriors had a few of those. She wasn't wounded, and there didn't seem to be anything around that could have harmed her, he discovered as he turned to take a quick scan of the room. Unless it was something magical, in which case he was completely clueless. What he did notice, however, was a very tall man approaching. “That's right,” he replied to Waldemar. “Lord Kojuro Hizashi of Kiyonai, and this is Lord Akagi Zuikaku of Quying.” If Wuppo and Nakatani were still around he would introduce them too.
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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 Nov 16, 2018 14:30:04 GMT -8
(Addressing Akagi and Kojuro)
Deidra gave a bit of a grimace as she looked at Akagi and Kojuro apologetically. "Ah, yes, I'm quite alright... I do think I will need to excuse myself however. Forgive me for my rudeness." She said, her arm still smarting something terrible as Gundulf incessantly tightened on her arm. Ancient guiding family familiar, her rear. He was no better than her at times!
She set her glass down on a passing servant's tray as she swept into a light curtsy to the men again. "I hope to see you again, but I have a matter to attend to at the moment. Good evening gentlemen, should I not see you again." She said before she hurried off, picking up her skirt in one hand.
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Nov 17, 2018 13:02:04 GMT -8
As Waldemar came before Kojuro he gave a low humble bow, heavy plate clanking faintly as he did so. Once the nobleman straightened out he gave a warm smile and a nod. "I am honoured to meet you my Lords. Now, before we continue I would like to invite you to witness several things. I am alone, unarmed. You outnumber me and you have someone that could most likely tear me limb from limb should he so desire." He stated, gesturing to Wuppo. "Of course all things considered this may not be sufficient reassurance, but I hope it is."
With his preface done, he gave a short pause for both sides to collect their thoughts before continuing. "I am Lord Waldemar Andreas. At the Audrian Banquet you saw something rather horrific which cannot be forgotten. But, if you would allow me to, I would like to demonstrate the honour within my fatherland."
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 18, 2018 7:30:31 GMT -8
(Waldemar, Akagi)
Kojuro couldn’t say he wasn’t intrigued at the idea of “witnessing things” although the tall man gave no indication of what those things were. “Don’t worry, Wuppo won’t hurt you. Unless you give him a good reason, of course,” Kojuro replied, with a small laugh. For all his reassurances that he was harmless himself, the man definitely looked like he was expecting trouble, dressed as he was head to toe in plate steel armour.
“Oh, you’re from Audria.” Kojuro’s smile faded, and he watched Waldemar with a more neutral, yet curious expression. “I can’t say either myself of Lord Akagi were present, but your country’s unique manners certainly made an impression on my cousin, the Lord Regent.” He waited to see what else Waldemar had to say.
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Nov 18, 2018 13:57:31 GMT -8
The man nodded, regret and lack of comfort clear upon his face. "Aye, and as face of my nation to you, face of your's, I must show something better of my kinsmen than the horror Lord Homura saw. In fact I think with... international cooperation we can make something between our nations that lasts, something true. I think that there might come a day when Audrian and Tawakoshian can see eye to eye."
The man paused with his eyes narrowing, a smile slowly forming for a few moments before he continued. "Yes... in fact I think I can make you a proposition today that you would not decline. Tell me, would you be averse to coming into the hedge gardens? You can naturally bring along your big friend in case I try to give you bolts in the eye as King Konrad did to the late Duke Steinlund."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Nov 18, 2018 17:22:01 GMT -8
(Waldemar, Kojuro)
Akagi looked at Kojuro with some a briefly questioning look, unsure of what 'horror' the Lord Aldemar was referring.
"I'll admit to being unaware of the events in your home, but given your rather unusual insistence I am afraid I should like a little bit more explanation before wandering off into a Hedge Maze with you, if you'll pardon the caution." He said, keeping his tone neutral and avoiding the suspicion that his gaze must have held.
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Wuppo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Physical Description: "The citizens of Tamatoshi Bay would lay eyes on Wuppo, a 10-foot tall ogre, dirty with grime and what was probably dried blood. The giant's black beard was messily braided and twisted into two strands that hung from his chin, and the hair atop his head tied into a somewhat familiar but not entirely correct topknot."
Registered: Jun 20, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -8
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Post by Wuppo on Nov 18, 2018 17:50:48 GMT -8
As Kojuro and Akagi hobnobbed with the upper echelon of Isra, Wuppo was content to more or less be the backdrop for the conversation. Matters of state very rarely mattered to the ogre, and he was regularly excluded from such things as explaining all of the intricacies and subtleties of diplomacy to him would slow down the conversation to a proverbial crawl. If Wuppo had any questions, he normally saved them for the evening, right before bed as the daily bustle died down. Implicit in the ogre's relationship with Kojuro was an unshakable trust for the human. His friend, 'The Wise Otter', would use his knowledge and wisdom to act in their shared best interest, and Wuppo needed to know precious little else. After Wuppo poured the last of his first bowl of punch into his mouth, he put the crystal bowl down. He stuck out his tongue, and licked the fruit juice off of his lips happily. The ogre bent to pick up another bowl, but then heard Kojuro mention him directly with 'a reason to hurt someone'. This made Wuppo put the bowl down, and turn - the conversation now had the ogre's full attention. He looked at Lord Waldemar Andreas in his heavy ceremonial plate armor, and narrowed his eyes at the man. Kojuro had made clear that no fighting was expected once they made it to Isra, and there would be time to relax and Wuppo could likely fill his stomach with foods he'd never seen before; but the mention of his friend coming to some type of harm would undo this understanding in a moment. "Hurt da Wise Otta iz bad. Make Wuppo angry." he said, his gravely voice low. The giant bent down slightly, bringing his face a bit closer to Waldemar. Wuppo pointed to himself. "I'z Wuppo." Kojuro was very correct in his words to Waldemar. Outside of a situation where Kojuro needed Wuppo's help, the ogre was extremely slow to violence. In fact, he'd spent most of his life running away from conflict and avoiding people rather than standing and fighting. But in the last years, things had become different. He had friends now. Friends that would protect him. Wuppo had taken to the concept of loyalty extremely strongly, and going back to Tawakoshi with 'The Wise Otta' being harmed in some way on his watch was an unacceptable outcome, regardless of how leisurely they intended their journey to be.
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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 Nov 18, 2018 21:56:37 GMT -8
Amaya poked her head into the ballroom slowly, curiously, before her eyes widened slowly as she saw the mass of people milling about talking, having a sip of the offered wine and punch. A slight smile graced her face as she walked around the corner to stand in the doorway and take in the view more completely- only to get bumped in the shoulder by a golden haired woman in a handsome gray ball gown who looked oddly familiar.
She and the woman apologized in passing, but as they made eye contact, they shared the brief moment of recognition before they quickly turned away from each other and hurried in opposite directions. What were the chances of two beings from the Forgotten Isle being at the same ball after all?
Amaya simply shook off the surprise as she realized she had made her way into the midst of the ball room in her hurry to get away from Deidra. Taking in all the folk around her, she promptly felt a bit at a loss once more, not seeing a friendly familiar face any where. She almost wished the human princess would return for the no doubt tense and awkward questioning about why they were both present. Her wings fluttered a bit anxiously as she looked for an easy path to get to the walls without accidentally trampling someone.
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Selene
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Selene has a curvaceous figure with porcelain skin, and starlight silver locks. Her eyes gleam lavender, as she prefers to dress in shades of blue, purple, silver or black.
Clothes and Equipment: Selene wears a variety of blue, purple black and silver dresses, preferring cool colors. She has an enchanted sapphire around her neck, protecting her from harmful toxins, enchantments or curses.
Registered: Jul 21, 2018 18:57:24 GMT -8
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Post by Selene on Nov 18, 2018 22:14:05 GMT -8
Selene had disappeared only for a brief moment to fix her hair, the starlight silver gleaming. She held her hands in front of her dress, noticing Amaya. "Pleasant ball, yes?"
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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 Nov 19, 2018 4:46:05 GMT -8
Amaya jumped a bit before she turned and looked down at the woman who had just sidled up alongside her. She wings fluttered again before she took a breath. Right. This was just a ball-Not a battle or anything of the sort. She could relax.
Some of the tension left her shoulders as she gave Selene a small smile and nodded. "I haven't been to many, but this certainly has been a rather nice time."
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Selene
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Selene has a curvaceous figure with porcelain skin, and starlight silver locks. Her eyes gleam lavender, as she prefers to dress in shades of blue, purple, silver or black.
Clothes and Equipment: Selene wears a variety of blue, purple black and silver dresses, preferring cool colors. She has an enchanted sapphire around her neck, protecting her from harmful toxins, enchantments or curses.
Registered: Jul 21, 2018 18:57:24 GMT -8
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Post by Selene on Nov 19, 2018 13:24:46 GMT -8
"It is a rather quaint ball. May I ask, what are you?"
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Nov 20, 2018 9:28:37 GMT -8
The man shrugged, great pauldrons heaving. "I suppose it is for the best, what Lord Homura saw is... well, an inductment of my Fatherland that is for certain." Waldemar paused, looking around himself with more than a grain of unease. "Spies, errant ears, flapping tongues...." he muttered before his head turned to see what Wuppo had to say. The nobleman with his armour and hair comfortably surpassed seven feet in height but the ogre nevertheless towered over him; this was a fact he hoped to exploit for surely nobody would attempt some treachery with the big lad around?
As Kojuro's companions finished saying their parts, the former Knight continued with an expressive wave of the hand. "The Summit is not long after the Ball. I wish to discuss things that will pertain to that fateful day without any potential of belligerent parties overhearing. While they are few, they nevertheless exist. Again, I am but a lone man and I am sure that the ever faithful Master Wuppo will insure no harm comes to you my Lords."
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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 Nov 21, 2018 21:30:10 GMT -8
Amaya blinked at that, never having had someone be so upfront and ask exactly what she was. Fortunately, Amaya was not easily offended and she gave her a small smile as she chuckled softly.
"That's... A strange question. But a pertinent one I suppose." She mused as she tucked a loose hair behind her ear. "I am one part human and one part demon. And you? What are you?" She asked, turning the question back to her.
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Nakatani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 389
Age: 20
Physical Description: Nakatani used to be a Meiko (apprentice geisha) in Katashima. Currently she is in service of Lord Genji. She has a cute and small rounded face and long black hair, usually knotted in the old Geisha styles.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nakatani is almost always found wearing beautiful and elegant kimono's made of high quality silks and other fabrics.
When in the comfort of her own home, she will wear her hair down or in a ponytail with a natural look and a simple linnen kimono to keep herself comfortable, but she will rarely show herself that way in public.
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Registered: Jul 3, 2015 8:37:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nakatani on Nov 22, 2018 12:11:14 GMT -8
(Adressing Agaki, Kojuro and Waldemar)
She had stayed quiet most of the conversation, only given bows and smiles when she was addressed or introduced. She knew it wasn't her place to speak, the last thing she wanted was to make a fool of Kojuro. But even so the conversation was taking a turn that she did not like. The fact that this man had started the conversation by mentioning he was unarmed. It just didn't seem a natural way to introduce yourself. She had bowed to him and smiled, but she stayed close to Kojuro, standing just a little back but always within an arm's length.
Only when he actually invited them outside did she step forward to take her place next to Kojuro's side. "I would like to accompany my lords as well if that would be alright with Lord Waldemar." She said with a pleasant smile and a deep enough bow that showed she accepted him as a superior. It was unlikely Waldemar would understand the gesture she made, but she did it anyway, just in case.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 22, 2018 12:50:09 GMT -8
(Akagi, Waldemar, Nakatani, Wuppo)
Kojuro couldn’t help but smile a little as Wuppo stepped in to intimidate Waldemar. “It’s alright, my friend. Lord Waldemar has assured us repeatedly that no harm will come to us.” There was something more than a little amusing about the way Waldemar kept assuring them of their safety. “Lord Waldemar, we are as much warriors as you, and neither of us has ever feared a conversation.”
Although Akagi didn’t seem keen, Kojuro didn’t see what harm it could do to listen to what Waldemar had to say. “I believe he is referring to the way the Audrian nation declared themselves independent. I’m not sure I would use the word ‘horror’ but it seemed ill-judged.”
He was surprised when Nakatani spoke up, after having been so quiet for most of the evening. Perhaps she thought this seemed suspicious, as indeed it did. “Very well, then. We will meet you in this garden of hedges in half an hour,” he said to Waldemar and gave him a small bow which could serve as a good-bye.
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Selene
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Selene has a curvaceous figure with porcelain skin, and starlight silver locks. Her eyes gleam lavender, as she prefers to dress in shades of blue, purple, silver or black.
Clothes and Equipment: Selene wears a variety of blue, purple black and silver dresses, preferring cool colors. She has an enchanted sapphire around her neck, protecting her from harmful toxins, enchantments or curses.
Registered: Jul 21, 2018 18:57:24 GMT -8
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Post by Selene on Nov 22, 2018 15:24:33 GMT -8
"A human," Selene replied. "So, a halfling. Forgive me if this sounds dude, but who was your demonic parent?" A lilt of curiousity budding into her voice.
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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 Nov 23, 2018 13:28:34 GMT -8
Amaya tensed slightly at the question, her smile becoming a tad strained at the mention of her father. "... It would not be wise to speak his name aloud in the surface world unless necessary. But he is... a rather important figure in the under realm I would say." She said simply not wanting to detail too much.
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Selene
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: Selene has a curvaceous figure with porcelain skin, and starlight silver locks. Her eyes gleam lavender, as she prefers to dress in shades of blue, purple, silver or black.
Clothes and Equipment: Selene wears a variety of blue, purple black and silver dresses, preferring cool colors. She has an enchanted sapphire around her neck, protecting her from harmful toxins, enchantments or curses.
Registered: Jul 21, 2018 18:57:24 GMT -8
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Post by Selene on Nov 24, 2018 0:01:02 GMT -8
"And of this world?" She asked, eyes gleaming. "Do you own any Land?"can She paused, eyes widening. "Forgive my improper questions, I forget myself. I'm a goose. My name is Selene." She offered her hand to Amaya. "Care to dance?"
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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 Nov 24, 2018 21:10:27 GMT -8
Amaya blinked a bit overwhelmed by this woman, but she didn't want to be rude when she had been so nice to come and speak to her. Even if she was a bit strange. So again Amaya gave a small smile and took her hand. "I would, though forgive me as I am quite out of practice. I have danced in years. As for your other question... I do own some land but it's no where around here."
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