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Post by The Eternal Hells on Jun 30, 2019 12:06:37 GMT -8
With beautiful blue-green waters and brilliant white-pink sand, the Lagoon of Red Keep would be a tourist attraction, if not for it's isolated nature. The fish of the lagoon are peaceful and friendly. All manner of sealife within the lagoon are not malicious, until recently. The few octopi have been eating more crabs than are being birthed, the fish have overpopulated and begun to eat the more numerous shrimp, despite being herbivores. The Lagoon is haunted, some say. Whatever has happened, it is not natural.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169 
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jun 30, 2020 13:47:51 GMT -8
On the lovely sands of the Lagoon a woman with skin of dirtied caramel and locks of matted ebony lay. Her eyes were gaunt and sunken in, her nails bitten bloody. She was emaciated, ugly and hideous in the most blatant of ways. Her crooked nose dripped blood, but she still looked at ease and perfectly serene on the picturesque beach.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jul 4, 2020 14:40:59 GMT -8
Grandma walked across the beach, her dress and cloak causing the sands beneath her to stir gently as they billowed out this way and that in the wind. The familiar tap tap tap of her cane was absent, the sand completely muffling any sound it would normally make.
Inhaling deeply, Grandma took in the smell of the ocean. The feeling of the wind and sun on her face, it brought her a pleasure of sorts. However, what had brought her today was not a simple admiration of nature’s beauty.
It was the woman before her. To anyone who simply happened upon her, they’d perhaps mistake her for a survivor of a horrific shipwreck or a sea hag. But Grandma knew that wasn’t the case. No, this was Lady Venus, who had disappeared some time ago without a trace. Halting about fifteen feet from Venus, Grandma’s gray inscrutable gaze passed over the demon.
“I’m somewhat surprised to see you return to the Overworld so soon, Lady Venus.”
Grandma’s words were level, holding neither sympathy nor judgment in them.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jul 4, 2020 23:35:28 GMT -8
She shifted her head slightly, turning her eyes to look at Grandma. "Time is such a quaint, charming little thing." She mused. She closed her eyes, drinking the familiar reek of magic and raw energy that was Grandma. Venus never quite knew what exactly she was, but she was not of this world, for sure.
Then again, Venus was not of the Overworld either. No, she was a monarch of hell. Fitting that she be confronted with another denizen of the inferno.
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