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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2015 7:56:30 GMT -8
This was a relatively small castle at the edge of civilization, standing on practically arid ground. Worn with time, marked with innumerable scars and beginning to crumble on its east wing, it made for a less than breathtaking sight. It remained unstaffed and lonely. A tattered flag of House DraĆochta once flew from its highest tower, but a recent gale delivered the flag to its new home in a ditch. Its sole resident is an oversized wolf that is occasionally mistaken for a dog. Useless as this castle appears now, it was called home to Smertas DraĆochta and his wolf, Fenrig. After Smertas and Edyrian parted ways following their hunt in Darkwood, Smertas sent Fenrig here to rest. Smertas is often gone from this castle, giving Fenrig free roam of the property. The beast knows where to hunt for food and is much larger than any normal predator save a dragon, so he is trusted with protecting the castle. The castle itself contains three major sections: the center, the east wing, and the west wing. Within the east wing are: - The pantry
- The old servants' quarters (partially collapsed)
- The kitchens
- The washrooms
- Fenrig's bunker
- Dungeons (underground, collapsed)
Within the west wing are: - Smertas and Fenrig's quarters
- The dining hall
- Smertas's secondary trophy rooms and gallery
- Dungeons (underground)
In the center of the castle are: - Smertas's main trophy room and gallery
- Dungeons (underground)
If any traveler be weary and come upon this castle for rest... you have been warned.
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Model 111: Cuddles
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Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 150
Physical Description: An amorphous, opaque, acid green blob with various tendrils sticking in and out.
Clothes and Equipment: None
Registered: Nov 30, 2015 18:27:48 GMT -8
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Post by Model 111: Cuddles on Nov 30, 2015 20:53:19 GMT -8
A slow moving, squeaking, amorphous green blob happens along the castle. It leaves behind a trail of crumbling, relatively dry earth where grass used to be. Oddly enough, the creature seems to avoid anything moving, like small snails and worms, and leaves them unharmed.
The creature takes an interest in the castle. Then it starts moving towards the stairs.
Then it starts eating the stairs.
Smoke starts billowing from the edges of its green form as it slowly grinds against the stone. It takes its time, pushing against the first step until it's gone. Slowly it starts to grind itself against the second step...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 12:29:04 GMT -8
Fenrig takes an interest in the blob. He curiously scratches it.
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Model 111: Cuddles
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 150
Physical Description: An amorphous, opaque, acid green blob with various tendrils sticking in and out.
Clothes and Equipment: None
Registered: Nov 30, 2015 18:27:48 GMT -8
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Post by Model 111: Cuddles on Dec 1, 2015 14:14:53 GMT -8
"Squeak!" The creature immediately backs off, a portion of its slimy self withdrawing inwardly while the rest of the body caught up. The stair stopped smoking after a few seconds; the creature had left behind a dampness which was starting to evaporate. A strong irritating odor strongly suggested one should not touch the stone with bare skin until it dried.
The creature seems to hesitate and then slowly crawls its way back to the forest, taking a different path then before so it could continue consuming grass.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 1, 2015 16:03:23 GMT -8
After having left the Fletcher's family estate, Ralf spots an old castle, seemingly abandoned, upon a hill. It has been worn with time, like most of the castle's back in his homeland. Perfect place to find some rest, he considers, turning his direction towards it and approaching it.
He passes by a nearby ditch from which he picks up a tattered flag. He shakes the dirt and grime off of it before unraveling it and examining it. This doesn't look familiar. Judging by its condition, I'd say it's pretty old, like the castle.
Ralf looks upwards and spies the flagpole where the banner once rested. I suppose returning the flag back to its rightful place would please its ancestral lords. Ralf takes special care to properly fold the flag into a triangle, making sure not to rip the tattered edges any further. He then carries it towards the castle gates...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 17:52:51 GMT -8
Anja walks up to the castle, a translucent raven sitting on her shoulder.
"What do you think, Wilhelm? Should we go in?"
Squawk
"Oh, alright. Let's go."
She walks around the castle to the front gate, and runs into Ralf.
"Hey, there's someone."
Walking up to him, she waves.
"Hey. Know what's in the castle?"
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 1, 2015 18:00:16 GMT -8
Ralf is only slightly startled at Anja's arrival. "Oh? Oh, hello there, miss lady." Ralf attempted to posture himself more accordingly in the lady's presence, and then realized she was awaiting an answer. "Oh, no I do not know what's in there. It looks abandoned." Ralf then considers the fact that someone - or something - might be making its home within. "I was only going to stay a night, and took it upon myself to return its flag," Ralf holds the flag forward to let her see it, still folded neatly. "Would you like to come with me? Name's Ralf, by the way, Ralf Valgard, from the realm of Asgeir."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 18:02:20 GMT -8
"Sure, alright."
She speaks with a slight accent, although it's difficult to place.
"I'm Anja Stanford. I'm from Aaedan. Nice to meet you, Ralf."
The ghostly bird on her shoulder squawks.
"Maybe there'll be something interesting inside. Treasure, or something."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 18:15:24 GMT -8
Fenrig does not notice Anja and Ralf, as he is out hunting in the nearby area.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 1, 2015 18:26:11 GMT -8
Ralf heads through the gateway and into the interior of the castle. It's... empty. "Ah... as I would have figured, empty thus far," he exclaims, now taking a more eager approach.
Ralf examines Smertas' trophy room to see if there is anything of note, while at the same time looking for a stairway towards the towers so he can get to the flagpole.
"So, Anja," Ralf begins as he looks around (he ignores going to either wing) "what brings you to these parts? You headed somewhere? Looking for someone? On a quest?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 18:53:58 GMT -8
Smertas's trophy room is covered from wall to wall with the disabled remains of magical artifacts: wizards' staves, talismans, dented suits of colored armor, orbs of artificery, dragons' teeth, scales, and hearts, and even the heads of various magical and non-magical creatures. Some odds and ends are also lying about in cabinets or on tables, like maps and astrolabes. It appears that the owner of this castle was very interested in the occult.
A stairway exists in the back of the trophy room, its entrance flanked by two taxidermied griffons.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 18:54:28 GMT -8
"Me? Nah..."
Anja walks through the castle, seemingly unbothered by the dust.
"I'm just out to make a name for myself, y'know. I don't want to be forgotten as just some witch. How about you, Ralf? What are you doing?"
She pets the ghost raven, and her hand goes through its ethereal head. It ruffles happily.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 1, 2015 19:14:11 GMT -8
"Hmm...." Ralf ignores Anja for a moment as he looks as the items. "I'm beginning to think this is a trophy room of sorts... And if it hasn't been looted yet, then someone - or something is still living here!" Varan are highly superstitious and so Ralf knows the items to be occult-related. "Not good," he says, turning towards Anja. "Perhaps I should leave this here," he says quickly, sitting the flag on a nearby table, as if I too belonged in the trophy room. He turned and grabbed Anja's arm. "As for what I'm doing? Certainly not trying to get killed."
Ralf attempts to pull Anja along with him, making a b-line for the exit.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 19:21:34 GMT -8
"Hey! Hey! Let go of me!"
Anja shakes his hand off, annoyed.
"What's that all about, huh? Suddenly scared?"
Regardless, she follows him out, if only to continue to yell at him.
"You can't just grab someone like that! Especially a lady!"
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 2, 2015 2:24:11 GMT -8
Ralf snaps back at her "hey, I'm doin' you a favor ma'am," he says, looking around to see if he spotted anyone. "Didn't you see those trophies in there?"
Ralf seems a lot more cautious now, and decides not to reenter the castle.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 7:21:10 GMT -8
"The trophies? What're you talking about?"
Anjali sighs, leaning against a wall.
"You're just being superstitious. Or are you afraid of the dark? I thought you Varans were brave."
She adjusts her hat, getting it back to full pointynesd.
"There wasn't anything in there. Just dust."
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 2, 2015 14:07:12 GMT -8
"Being brave doesn't justify being stupid," Ralf replies, standing next to the doorway, but looking back at Anja. Ralf then sighs and shakes his head. "Look around. Don't you see these?" Ralf motioned towards the trophies. "These are items of the occult... and this is a collection of such items - meaning there's someone here we probably don't want to meet." Ralf then scratched his short beard. "But I suppose it would be wrong to leave a lady alone in here. Do what you need to do, then let's leave - quickly please."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 17:19:02 GMT -8
Anja peeks inside again.
"The occult? I like the occult. That's my job. I am a witch, after all."
She walks back inside. There's nothing dangerous in here, unless the roof falls in. Silly Varans. Always so superstitious. She picks up one of the trophies, a horned demon's skull, and scrutinizes it closely.
"Huh. That's kinda neat, I guess."
Wilhelm the ghost bird squawks.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Dec 2, 2015 18:37:21 GMT -8
"Gah!" Ralf clenches his fingers in a frenzy. "Who knows what sort of devilry you could unleash by tampering with these items!"
Ralf anxiously rubs his palms together, sweating at his brows. "A good mug of ale is what I need."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 19:45:15 GMT -8
Annoyed by Ralf's worry, Anja plays around with the skull, snapping the jaw open and shut teasingly in Ralf's direction.
"Oh hush. It's dead. Nothing's going to jump out and eat us. I'll buy you a drink later."
She pokes around a bit, pocketing a strange wooden amulet.
"This looks interesting."
Patting Ralf on the shoulder, she heads back outside.
"Come on, let's go. I'm sure you're relieved."
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