Regina Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 29
Age: 57
Physical Description: Regina is a rather average woman, standing at 5'8" with a slightly lithe figure. She's a bit pale due to extended periods of staying indoors and wearing large, flamboyant hats that keep her in the shade when she goes out.
Like all Fletchers, Regina has silvery white hair. Her eyes are a deep shade of purple.
Though her growing years have taken a toll on her appearance, she doesn't seem quite as old as she is.
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Clothes and Equipment: Like most women her age, Regina wears modest, expensive dresses. Though in the confines of her home and the comfort of casual settings her outfits are often elegant and straightforward, formal events allow the woman to tack on unwarranted amounts of decorations and layers onto her outfits.
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Registered: Apr 24, 2018 20:03:48 GMT -8
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Post by Regina Fletcher on Oct 31, 2019 18:25:05 GMT -8
"Oh, don't you give me that tone, Deepwinter-" She paused as Reggie came around, reprimanding her. She rose her tea to complain: "Such parties are for young people, son, and well if you haven't noticed-" The woman gestured to herself. "I'm just not quite sure who here is going to want to... socialize... with someone quite like myself, is all."
She spoke too soon, as a much clothed and masked figure appeared close to them. Though still for a moment, she heard the masked figure out and took a long sip of her tea. Suddenly, she froze, eyes bearing into him.
Something she desired?
More than anything else?
Before she could answer, her son was positioned between them, hackles raised like a cat with a puffed tail. Though she understood the caution, Regina had been in the overworld far longer than most of the patrons within the tavern tonight. She put a hand on her son's shoulder firmly.
"Now, now, Reggie dear. Something tells me this gentleman isn't here to do any harm, are you, Sir...?"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Post by Olive Atwood on Oct 31, 2019 18:37:37 GMT -8
Olive chuckles quietly as she watches this exchange and takes another sip of her wine. How delightful it is to have a little bit of entertainment. Her eyes flicker between the mother and son then to the masked figure.
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Helena Sigrid Sattler
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 27
Physical Description: Helena is a tall woman, standing at six-foot-two, and has a strong, toned physique from years of training. She has long blonde hair, often tied into a braid, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. Her features are rather pretty, but she sports her fair share of scars, most hidden under her armour except for one that intersects her right eyebrow, and one small scar on the left side of her bottom lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Helena was brought up a commoner, so when outside of armour she doesn't bother with fancy attires that her wages could afford. Instead, she keeps to a regular old green tunic, one her mother had stitched Northern patterns in years prior, and a pair of thick, light blue trousers. Of course, even in her commoner garb, she keeps it clean (unless she's been indulging in her homely hobbies.)
However, as an esteemed sergeant of the guard, she is often seen in her set of plate armour. The armour is well made, very protective, but not overly flashy. As with most guardsman, her armour's look is fairly standard. No intricate designs, no flashy gems or trim, but instead just the standard issue lines and patterns across the metal work. The set is complete with a visored barbute helmet, with two eye holes and a small cross cut into one cheek.
The armour sports a tabard, designed with Isran colours and the nation's crest. It splits at the belt and runs down he greaves' thighs, revealing the chainmail skirts in between.
However, as a sergeant, she is granted just a little of her own touch. The trim around the neck of her breast plate sits a fur coif, one sported mostly by the handful of guards of Northern decent holding a high enough rank to get away with it.
For weapons, Helena has spent many years training with many different varieties, finding what suits her, but also for survival on the battlefield. Her philosophy is that, no matter how good a fighter you are, you can still be disarmed, so you should know how to fight with anything.
So, her primary choice in weapon is a longsword, sheathed on one side. As backup, she carries a kite shield on her back, and a one handed axe on her other side.
Allegiances: Isra and the Empress
Player's online availability : Somewhat available.
Registered: May 7, 2019 17:15:04 GMT -8
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Post by Helena Sigrid Sattler on Nov 1, 2019 5:01:22 GMT -8
The man beside her catches her attention first, especially as he mentioned Taingaardian mythology. She turns and smiles to her new admirer, glad that someone actually got what her costume is! "I painted them myself, my friend," she says with a wide grin. "And yes, when I found I had northlander blood in my veins, I started my research. I may look like a meathead, but I've read a fair few books in my time. Mythology is fascinating to me."
She takes the mug from the lich and chuckles. "Well, it's not illegal to be dead, so I won't be writing a reprimand, dead man," she says before taking a mighty swig of her mead. Aaaah that's the stuff.
There's a small nod in return to Olive. "Hey, don't let us change your preference, lady. It'd be boring if we all drank the same stuff. Also means there's more for me." She lets out a chuckle as she winks at the woman.
Though chuckle dies out as she spots him. The ghostly man in a mask, one who she had become acquainted with. "Well this night is about to get more interesting," she says as she eyes the one and only Foxgloves. "For better or worse I cannot say. Oi, Foxgloves!" She calls over. She raises her mug as if to say hello, before looking back to those closer to her.
"Hell of a party, guys," she says with a smile. "I haven't been to one of these since before I joined the guard!"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Post by Olive Atwood on Nov 1, 2019 7:42:20 GMT -8
"the guard? You seem more capable then the guards I have to work with, lucky me got to be the one to train new arrivals. The reason why I've taken on day drinking." Olive jokes before asking her "I reckon you know that tall lanky fellow talking to the Fletchers?"
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Foxgloves
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77
Physical Description: Foxgloves is shaped like a man for the most part, tall and lanky. He wears a long coat with innumerable pockets and a hood with two long points that flop about like a rabbit's ears. The fingers of his gloves are long and thin, and his pointed boots are unadorned. Most notably, he wears a white mask, behind which only darkness can be seen. He is very light, as though stuffed nothing but cotton and cobwebs.
Registered: May 14, 2019 20:08:06 GMT -8
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Post by Foxgloves on Nov 1, 2019 7:53:18 GMT -8
The points of Foxgloves' hood drooped as the belligerent young man appeared out of nowhere. What was up with young people these days? Always butting in on conversations and causing trouble. No manners whatsoever. However, the older woman seemed to scold him, and Foxgloves brightened.
"You ought to listen to your mother, Reggie dear," he said, his voice soft and flat. "Mother knows best, after all. Besides, I won't bite. I haven't got nearly as many teeth as you do, in that poor creature's skull. Goodness, I wonder what it would have thought if it knew it was being worn as a hat."
He reached out with the slender woman's hand and gently patted Reginald's shoulder, the touch of the fingers soft and feminine.
"Go along now," he said. "Your mother and I will be just fine."
Peering around the young man, he addressed Regina directly, impressed at her composure. She really did seem like the unflappable type, the type who knew what she wanted and was used to getting it. Perhaps this would be a profitable night indeed.
"You can call me Foxgloves, Madam Fletcher," he said. "That's my name, after all. You could call me any number of other things as well, but I'm afraid none of them would suit me quite as well. I'm a peddler, you see. A salesman, a merchant, a pawnbroker. There isn't a single thing in this world or another that doesn't have a price, and I'm the one who collects the pay and provides the merchandise. If you have the coin, I have the wares."
Hearing his name being shouted from across the bar, Foxgloves looked up and saw Helena raise her mug towards him. He gave his blue friend a wave, then turned his attention back to his potential customer.
"So, then," he said. "Is there anything I may interest you in?"
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2019 19:52:37 GMT -8
Casey flies carefully into the building where the party is being held. No one formally gave Casey an invitation but they did hear about a fun Hallow's Eve party going on. Casey couldn't pass the chance to make some new business too, especially since they just got to Isra. Casey is not exactly what everyday folks would see. Today Casey the bee (who is about one foot tall) has decided to dress as a beekeeper. How humorous, a bee as a beekeeper. Casey has also brought along several business cards and even a few of her drawings to show potential customers her most beloved works.
Casey buzzes quietly about the room and notices the design of an older woman's nightshade inspired dress. It certainly has some excellent handiwork and Casey couldn't help but fly a little closer for a better, but yet keeps a safe distance as she notices the older woman talking to a masked man with what seems to be wanting to do business with this woman.
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 2, 2019 8:33:07 GMT -8
Khanreis leaned against the wall in a darker corner of the room. He lifted a cup of tea to his long snout and sipped it as he watched the party-goers enjoy themselves. Normally he was not one for fun and parties, but a close friend had cornered him and told him to "relax and have some fun for once in your life." Khanreis, knowing that there was no other way out of it but to go to the party, decided to suck it up and go. However, the tall canine-like humanoid did take comfort in the fact that many parties such as these would eventually require a doctor, for one reason or another. Seeing as Khanreis was, in fact, quite a skilled doctor, there was at least some use in him being here. He took another sip of his tea and continued to watch the party.
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 2, 2019 11:05:33 GMT -8
Something else draws Casey's attention before they could approach the woman in the nightshade gown. A humanoid man with a canine head as drawn Casey's attention. Oddly enough, maybe its the costume covering Casey or something else but Casey is surprised no one has decided to spray them with bug spray...yet. Casey's family always warned her of the folks outside the hive and how many would be surprised to see a large bee amongst their mist. Casey flies over to the humanoid canine sipping on his beverage.
"Hi there mister, I couldn't help noticing your suit jacket. It looks excellently made." Casey says trying to make small talk with the suited man.
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 2, 2019 11:55:58 GMT -8
Khanreis, somewhat startled, glanced up at... a beekeeper? It took him a moment to compose himself. "Ah, yes. Thank you. It is quite elegant, indeed." He replied to Casey, his voice soft and smooth, yet with a cold, unattached tone behind the words. After a moments' silence, Khanreis speaks again. "What brings you here?"
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 2, 2019 12:22:29 GMT -8
"what brings me here? The prospect of a party and new clientele, I'm trying to open up a new tailoring shop in Isra. Say you don't exactly look like someone who's the party type, I could ask you the same question." Casey inquires with a curious facial expression. A low buzz can be heard as Casey's wings beat together.
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 2, 2019 12:25:43 GMT -8
Khanreis sighed. "Apparently I need to 'relax and have fun.'" He said, putting up his fingers and quoting the last part. As he heard the buzzing, his ears twitched. "A beekeeper? Opening a tailor shop? That's quite the turnaround of careers." He mused. "Also, I believe you let some bees in."
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 2, 2019 12:31:44 GMT -8
Casey chuckles at his remark. "yep I've always been interested in common fashion of humanoid beings, speaking of bees that's the humor of my costume. I'm sort of okay not sort of I'm literally a large bee" Casey smiles at the man. Casey's wings can be easily seen as holes have been made in the costume to allow the wings to stick out so that they can actually function. In case the humanoid figure hasn't noticed, Casey has been hovering a few feet above the ground in fear of being squished by oblivious party gooers.
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 2, 2019 12:33:39 GMT -8
Khanreis chuckled. "Well, well. That's a turn of events. It's not often I see one of your kind. In fact, it's been less than not often." He gave a wistful smile. "It's a shame I don't know much about your kind's anatomy, otherwise I could be a doctor to you and your fellows."
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 2, 2019 12:50:11 GMT -8
"bee anatomy is a little tricky. Seems like is anything goes nasty at this party it'll be good to have a doctor on hand" Casey extends a furry appendage as an invitation for a handshake "I'm not sure if we're allowed to introduce ourselves but my name's Casey. This is the first party I've been to outside of the hive so I'm not too sure about customs quite yet"
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 2, 2019 14:57:24 GMT -8
Khanreis shook Casey's leg/appendage. "The name's Khanreis. And yes, it will be handy to have me here in case anything goes awry... which is how parties typically go in this land." He sighed. "Too bad it's almost always from drinking too much or dancing too much, or..." He chuckled. "Some other things that aren't appropriate for me to speak of, at least at this time." "And as for customs, as far as I know things are pretty lax."
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Helena Sigrid Sattler
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 27
Physical Description: Helena is a tall woman, standing at six-foot-two, and has a strong, toned physique from years of training. She has long blonde hair, often tied into a braid, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. Her features are rather pretty, but she sports her fair share of scars, most hidden under her armour except for one that intersects her right eyebrow, and one small scar on the left side of her bottom lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Helena was brought up a commoner, so when outside of armour she doesn't bother with fancy attires that her wages could afford. Instead, she keeps to a regular old green tunic, one her mother had stitched Northern patterns in years prior, and a pair of thick, light blue trousers. Of course, even in her commoner garb, she keeps it clean (unless she's been indulging in her homely hobbies.)
However, as an esteemed sergeant of the guard, she is often seen in her set of plate armour. The armour is well made, very protective, but not overly flashy. As with most guardsman, her armour's look is fairly standard. No intricate designs, no flashy gems or trim, but instead just the standard issue lines and patterns across the metal work. The set is complete with a visored barbute helmet, with two eye holes and a small cross cut into one cheek.
The armour sports a tabard, designed with Isran colours and the nation's crest. It splits at the belt and runs down he greaves' thighs, revealing the chainmail skirts in between.
However, as a sergeant, she is granted just a little of her own touch. The trim around the neck of her breast plate sits a fur coif, one sported mostly by the handful of guards of Northern decent holding a high enough rank to get away with it.
For weapons, Helena has spent many years training with many different varieties, finding what suits her, but also for survival on the battlefield. Her philosophy is that, no matter how good a fighter you are, you can still be disarmed, so you should know how to fight with anything.
So, her primary choice in weapon is a longsword, sheathed on one side. As backup, she carries a kite shield on her back, and a one handed axe on her other side.
Allegiances: Isra and the Empress
Player's online availability : Somewhat available.
Registered: May 7, 2019 17:15:04 GMT -8
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Post by Helena Sigrid Sattler on Nov 2, 2019 16:22:25 GMT -8
"Of course I'm more capable," Helena says with a boastful smile. Considering her belief in both herself and her skillset, her confidence is well warranted. "You don't get to my position being a run of the mill guard. Then again, perhaps it's my affinity for paperwork that earned me my promotions," she adds with a small chuckle. "I joke, but it's actually rather boring these days. J would wager training the recruits is a little more involved."
She looks back over to Foxgloves and nods. "I know very little about him, but we've met. Very odd, capable of bizarre magics. Seems… harmless though, in a strange way." The guard looks back to Olivia. "That's the word I'd use to describe him. Strange."
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Post by Olive Atwood on Nov 2, 2019 20:29:09 GMT -8
"training the guards do keep me busy but by gods are they idiots." Olive sighs taking a long sip of her wine. "so you and that lanky fellow are acquainted? He does seem a little odd but it was amusing watching his little exchange earlier. The name's Olive, mind if I buy you another drink. It seems you're almost done with yours." Olive asks in a friendly manner as she finishes her glass of wine.
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 2, 2019 20:36:07 GMT -8
"it's a pleasure to meet you. Parties often get pretty hectic the later it goes on. I'm sure more warm bodies will show up and fill the gaps. Hopefully, it results in them needing some costume repairs." Casey's wings excitedly rub together causing a small gust of wind. "what type of tea are you drinking? You seem like someone who knows better than to clog their mind with alcohol"
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Khanreis
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 109
Physical Description: Khanreis is tall and lanky, with dark blue/black fur and a long snout, with dark brown eyes and pointed ears. He has long, practiced fingers and extremely good posture. His teeth are pristine white.
Clothes and Equipment: Khanreis wears a dark black suit with a dark blue tie and a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt and jacket are a glimmering gold.
He often carries medical tools and equipment, as well as a very intricate silver stopwatch. He also utilizes a tall, straight black cane with a silver dragon head shaped-top.
Registered: Aug 25, 2019 16:03:47 GMT -8
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Post by Khanreis on Nov 4, 2019 20:14:35 GMT -8
Khanreis chuckles. "Indeed, I do know the extent of the... effects... of alcohol on the minds of many." He took another sip of his tea. "This is a cranberry tea, if I'm not mistaken. It's quite nice." He licked a drip of the tea off his snout. "I prefer tea to most drinks, actually. I find it calms the nerves in tense situations and atmospheres... and that certainly helps when my assistance is needed, no doubt about that."
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Casey
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 20
Physical Description: Casey is a bee measuring two feet from wing to wing (~60cm) and one feet tall if standing on the ground (~30cm). They usually fly with their little wings.
Clothes and Equipment: Casey doesn't really wear anything except for fun festive hats.
Allegiances: Penny
Registered: Aug 30, 2019 7:17:59 GMT -8
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Post by Casey on Nov 4, 2019 20:28:27 GMT -8
"mm, tea is quite tasty. I'm a fan of Oolong myself since we had some of the plants near my home to make it. I've never had alcohol before but I know of a few bees who have gotten drunk off of fermented nectar to a point that they forget their way home until they sober up. I'm not sure about human alcohol or alcohol for humanoid-like beings and I doubt there's going to be a place with alcohol for the likes of me." Casey straightens their costume before moving a nearby chair over and sitting in it. Hovering can get tiring after a while.
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