King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Dec 3, 2015 19:32:50 GMT -8
 Niréal the heart of the Gauldin military, and the primary producer of the countries air ships. Here you will find the air ship yards and the nearby open air market. You will also find the air marine barracks and training ground and close to that the Académie Royale de le Pégase. On the plains outside of the city you would have passed the Pegasus training grounds. The security and scrutiny at the gates of Niréal is harsh and none may enter the city proper without speaking to the guard. See border policy here. |
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Ukufila
Committed
Mreoooow...
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 42
Physical Description: A large, black lion
Registered: Oct 2, 2015 17:33:42 GMT -8
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Post by Ukufila on Dec 3, 2015 22:45:14 GMT -8
"Ah, it's so good to get away from Purnata once in a while..." The imposing man walked towards the gates with a strong and steady pace. He was flanked by several large creatures, hyenas to anyone who was familiar with them, but perhaps a strange, nasty species of dog to others. He was dressed mostly in black and lightly armed. However he also carried a bright, clean smile. The man radiated a certain charisma, an educated, well-spoken gravitas.
"Hello good sirs! Forgive me for interrupting your duties. My name is Ukufa. I am a traveler from a foreign land and I wish to explore your territory." A perceptive guard from a distance might notice a very slight crimson glow emanating from his eyes, accompanied by the sensation fo a chilling cold up one's spine; but any normal man who was conversing directly with him would simply be entranced by the man's presence. Everything from his physique to his voice would seem intoxicatingly eloquent and amicable. Even the, quite clearly, deadly creatures would seem rather harmless.
They would have no idea how dangerous this man really was.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Dec 4, 2015 5:00:49 GMT -8
When Ukufa tries to approach the gate directly a guard with a friendly smile stops him. They then direct the man's attention to two different line ups of people one appears to be travelers the other merchants. He says firmly.
"Si vous plait jondre a la ligne."
(Please join the line according to Google translate)
If Ukufa doesn't join the line he will be barred from entering the city. If he does join the line he will find it to be short and to move at a good clip though he will get some odd looks because of his "dogs." Just as he would be about to reach the front of the line a prim looking older man wearing a robe with a distinct military cut flanked by two soldier would approach Ukufa. The man in the robe would say his voice clipped, professional, and heavily accented.
"Excuse moi monsieur I am mage commandant Du'Vrà. I am afraid I will have to ask you to accompany me."
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Ukufila
Committed
Mreoooow...
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 42
Physical Description: A large, black lion
Registered: Oct 2, 2015 17:33:42 GMT -8
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Post by Ukufila on Dec 4, 2015 9:39:57 GMT -8
Ukufa nodded, not breaking his friendly ruse even in the slightest. "Very well... um, how would you say it, mon ami?"
The creatures looked at the mage dead in the eye and began to laugh their unholy laugh. Their presence too would seem unusual, even supernatural, to anyone but he who was addressing them directly.
Ukufa petted them and then looked back at the mage. "Your land is beautiful. I too would be cautious about wanting to protect it."
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Dec 4, 2015 10:08:42 GMT -8
Du'Vrà leads Ukufa into a nearby office building the two guards brining up the rear. The guards seem rather off put and nervous but Du'Vrà seems unaffected by whatever aura Ukufa is putting up. He is lead to a back room and sat down at a table Du'Vrà sits directly opposite.
"I can see that you do not have travel papers monsieur. I assume you entered our lands through unofficial channels then non? This is quite alright Gauldin is a land of la magie and we are aware that they possess some unique methods. As such I will only be delivering a verbal warning for this offense."
Du'Vrà smiles though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. His tone is polite but firm and he continues.
"So you are aware the direction of any type of mind or perception altering spells towards a guard is a crime in Gauldin. Please re frame from doing so when dealing with officials. You will also need to keep your... Chiens how you say dogs on a leash."
Du'Vrà motions to a guard who leaves thr room before continuing.
"You will also need to fill out some paper work before entering the city. Nothing to intrusive just your full name, country of origin, and reason for visiting Gauldin. Once you are done we will issue you travel papers. As you are of a magique persuasion you will have to keep your travel papers on you at all times."
Du'Vrà is handed two pieces of paper one of which he slides to Ukufa. It is an official looking form asking for the personal details mentioned previously.
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Ukufila
Committed
Mreoooow...
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 42
Physical Description: A large, black lion
Registered: Oct 2, 2015 17:33:42 GMT -8
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Post by Ukufila on Dec 4, 2015 11:13:53 GMT -8
"Hmm, now let's see here." NAME: UKUFA OF PURNATA TITLE: WARLORD OF LORD DEMIGREM DEMIARCHCOUNTRY OF ORIGIN: LABEFACTO LEGION, TITANIA PURPOSE: EXPLORATION, CULTURAL KNOWLEDGE, VACATION (I.E. NOT RAINING EVIL AND DESTRUCTION THROUGHOUT THE LAND NOR BRINGING HORRIFIC SUFFERING AND DEATH TO ONE'S ENEMIES) "There, I believe that should be sufficient. Tell me, are there any places you would recommend for... tourism?" |
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Dec 4, 2015 12:25:58 GMT -8
Du'Vrà takes the offered paper raising a slight eyebrow at the bracketed parts. He then unfolds the other piece of paper signs it and slids it to Ukufa. The paper carries a very slight but very noticeable enchantment obviously meant to allow a mage to easily see whether or not it is on his person. Du'Vrà then say's smoothly.
"Those are your travel papers monsieur Ukufa as I said previously please keep them on you at all times. Be aware that any attempt to tamper with the spell will result in it bursting into flames. Should you loose your papers for any reason report to the nearest guard. You will be escorted to guard station to acquire new ones. I do not recommend being caught with out your papers. If you are looking for places to visit I recommend both the air ship yard and the open air market. Those are really the only high lights that are open to the how say... general public?"
Du'Vrà then stands up and say's.
"If you have any further questions or require a leash for your animals please ask one of the guards. When you are ready they will escort you out. It has be mom pleasure to meet you Monseuir Ukufa welcome to Niréal I hope you enjoy your stay."
With that Du'Vrà strides out of the room leaving the two still very nervous guards to handle Ukufa.
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Ukufila
Committed
Mreoooow...
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 42
Physical Description: A large, black lion
Registered: Oct 2, 2015 17:33:42 GMT -8
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Post by Ukufila on Dec 4, 2015 18:37:29 GMT -8
"It is good to take one's duty seriously. Everyone has their place in the world." Ukufa grinned and took the papers.
The creatures did not seem to like being leashed, but they complied.
"Yes, I believe I will venture towards the shipyard. I find the technology most interesting."
(Exits)
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410 
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Mar 29, 2016 16:29:26 GMT -8
Jun looked around. She was confused as all hell. The city was far more advanced and sophisticated than anything she'd ever seen before. Flying airships, a trained Pegasus guard, croissants, there was so much to take in! The architecture however wasn't all that different from Isra, but the people were more elaborately dressed.
Jun was once again starting to feel like a country bumpkin.
She approached the guard entrance with civilian clothing, a purple tunic and black slacks. She was also accompanied by her pet demon crow, although it was only a fraction of its maximum size, just a regular crow. Resonance was sheathed in a thick leather case, and her scrolls were tucked away in a bag along with some supplies, but her rig was still on. It was just one of those things she didn't wanna go anywhere without.
"Hello? Who do I talk to about entering the city? I got my travel papers."
This was a funny story in and of itself. Jun had nearly flown right passed the Southern Valley guard post when she was pulled over by a large, intimidating looking frigate. When she explained she was new to the area and had no problem going through the proper channels, she was allowed through with papers and a tracking spell.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Mar 29, 2016 17:13:14 GMT -8
The long line of travelers at the gate progresses smoothly. Each person presents their travel papers, or some kind of authorization to enter the city. Jun's are looked over carefully and she is waved through.
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Lisere Kestrel
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 154
Age: 17
Physical Description: As is typical of Tieflings (those descended from devils), Lisere is of diminutive stature, coming in at an entirely unimpressive 5'2", and weighing very little. Her skin is of fairly normal coloration, although somewhat pale, and her ears are pointed - but that is where the normality ends. Her mid-back-length hair is a pale shade of violet, and her eyes are a bright shining silvery hue. Two sets of horns (one larger than the other) adorn her head, one towards the front and another protruding nearer the back, and a single smaller horn emerges from her brow, near the hairline. Her fingers and toes end in claws, rather than nails, and she has a long, vaguely serpentine tail, which thins into a nearly prehensile tip. Patches of her skin are scaled, most notably the backs of her fingers, strips on the back of her hands, forearms, and upper arms; around her shoulders; the tops of her feet, and her ankles and knees; around her navel and curving over her hips; on the back of her neck, down her spine, and in the small of her back; along her cheekbones, and in a line down the center of her face, starting around her horn, moving across her nose, and ending on her chin. Lines have been inked into her face, framing the scaly patch down the center of her visage and in a scar-like appearance over each eye, descending from her hairline.
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Clothes and Equipment: Normally, Lisere wears a set of cleric's robes in a unique design. Pale purplish leather straps cross over her chest in an X-shape, curving over her shoulders and connecting to the low back of her dress-like top. This top descends to mid-thigh and is separated in the front just below her breasts, thus revealing her midriff, and lays over a pair of calf-length leggings in a darker greyish color. On her feet, she wears a pair of sturdy leather sandals (due to the claws on her toes, you see). She normally wears a pendant which bears the symbol of her goddess, Tymora, the Lady of Luck, and on the fourth finger of her left hand is her wedding ring; she also carries a staff which is slightly taller than her, made of some opalescent grey wood and crowned with a twisting pattern that surrounds a perfectly clear spherical crystal.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Aug 16, 2016 15:47:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lisere Kestrel on Aug 24, 2016 13:23:14 GMT -8
Their arrival in Gauldin had been uneventful. The land was nearly just like any other she'd visited. But as they progressed inland, she'd seen the flying ships, closer this time. And winged horses. That was a new one, and the animals fascinated Lisere. But as they approached the gates, she remembered what Aesen Kestrel had said in Thorun, and her expression filled with concern as she looked over at him, speaking quietly.
"Aesen? Why did we come here? Isn't this the place..?" Where the Pegasus Knight academy he'd wanted to attend was located, and where he'd ended up not going for the reasons he'd explained. As excited as she was by the prospect of seeing this city and the things it contained, she'd rather he be happy.
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Aesen Kestrel
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 157
Age: 17
Physical Description: Aesen looks his age, with an angular jaw and rounded chin. His grey eyes are soft and often gleam with mischief, or when he thinks no one is looking dim with melancholy. His hair is short and brown and he stands a hair breadth under six foot even.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aesen often wears a long leather coat with a furred collar. Underneath he wears a grey shirt and dark grey slacks. His only weapon is a cutlass with a handle slight to large and heavy to be well balanced.
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Registered: Aug 7, 2016 14:08:16 GMT -8
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Post by Aesen Kestrel on Aug 24, 2016 13:52:34 GMT -8
Aesen shrugged indifferently. There were three major cities in Gauldin. Travere, which would be painful because of the proximity to his uncle. Bayonne, which wouldn't be a good place to take Lisere. And Nirael. The place where his dreams had died. He'd grown up in this city, but he'd also lost everything here. Still he figured now was a good a time as any to return.
"It's where I grew up Lisere. I know it better than any other city in Gauldin. Why not come here?"
He gives her an irreverent smile, but the pain in his eyes made it clear there was more to his choice than that. That it had taken more from him to come here than he was letting on. Still he lead her to stand in line to be let into the city by the guard.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Aug 24, 2016 14:03:26 GMT -8
The city guard exams Lisere's travel papers. Aesen on the other hand simply tells them he is a citizen. Once they are verified they are permitted to head through into the city proper.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 29, 2016 12:01:18 GMT -8
On a somewhat overcast but otherwise more or less unremarkable morning, a carriage arrives at the gate to Niréal. Within, Madame Naoki sits, arms folded in her lap. Across from her, Emahra Untyrid is seated, her blade resting against the seat next to her.
The carriage itself is not the monstrous armored contraption Naoki has a habit of using in and around Isra, but rather a fairly ordinary Gauldish carriage, purchased from a merchant back in Travére, along with a single dappled horse to pull it. Driving the carriage, a single Junior Sun Marshal sits, his scarf waving in the light wind.
Coming to a halt for the inspection of the guards, a brief conversation is shared between the Junior Marshal and the responsible party representing the guards. Travel papers are exchanged and examined, Naoki waves from the back seat, no issues arise, and the carriage is permitted to proceed onwards, into the city.
And so it does, without any additional fanfare or issues of note.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Dec 7, 2016 15:25:41 GMT -8
Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui is escorted to the edge of the city, where he is advised he must proceed on foot. He would be taken through the gates and lead to Count Blake's home within the city.
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Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Dec 7, 2016 16:19:03 GMT -8
Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui is escorted to the edge of the city, where he is advised he must proceed on foot. He would be taken through the gates and lead to Count Blake's home within the city. The dragon complained, but ultimately followed their instructions. He was quite displeased at having to downsize himself, he could have easily just followed from the air, landing in the nearest courtyard when he needed to do so. The dragon shifted into his standard human form, a rough man of his 40s dressed in worn leathers and blue cloths. Once he was fully landed and humanized, he waved to whomever was leading him to move on, following them at a short distance to look at the sights around him. Even though Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui had seen massive cities of ancient civilizations, he still didn't feel comfortable among such large constructions of stone and wood, something about the nature of such buildings put him off. Nonetheless, he persevered through the streets for as however long the trip was. |
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