Sangilak of the Saskatoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 48 
Age: 34
Physical Description: A middle-aged, dark skinned woman, about 5'11, athletic, muscular build concealed by her clothing
Clothes and Equipment: As a god-mother, she carries a child, a little boy named Uglu. She loves this child and would defend him with her life.
She is armed with two metal shields with razor sharp edges, one of which also has spikes. The spiked shield is called Father's Hand, the other is called Mother's Cry. Father's Hand helps her create and manipulate plant life. Mother's Cry helps her control the earth itself. Despite this they are very plain-looking and can double as cooking pans. When placed together, they form a hang drum instrument called Harmony which possesses healing properties.
She is dressed in light furs, and always carries fruit and herbs to make tea. She also has a special milk blend to keep the baby in good health, and some basic traveling supplies and precious stones/coins.
Her mount is a large yak named Snowball.
Registered: Dec 4, 2015 14:15:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sangilak of the Saskatoon on Dec 11, 2015 21:23:56 GMT -8
Sangilak was alarmed, but she didn't show it. But she could feel it. Something was definitely unpleasant about Demigrem.
His presence was just so... vile, so despicably vile.
Even Uglu began to cry.
Sangilak placed her arms together in prayer. A soothing, warm energy swirled around her which helped keep the baby calm.
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Post by High King Ulfr Borgsson on Dec 12, 2015 5:57:58 GMT -8
King Borg squinted his eyes at Demigrem, calculating his being while also being cautious in his presence. It did not take the crying of a baby, or the warning of a man like Zaltos to convince him who Demigrem was.
"Ah," Borg exclaimed, "one of the many disciples of darkness. One of those beings who has been so suppressed by the good folk of the world, that they have made no permanent impact up until this point." Borg held his hand up at Zaltos, not in a disrespectful way, but in away so as to tell him he wanted Demigrem to speak. "Tell me of yourself, demon-kin," Borg spoke a harshness that only a war-mongering king would speak, "and perhaps I'll decide whether my people can find a homeland in the blasted wastelands you call a home; perhaps my brothers and sisters will stomp down the ashes of all your dark followers."
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Post by Labefacto Demigrem Demiarch on Dec 12, 2015 18:46:46 GMT -8
"My dear King of mortal flesh, you speak like you know who I am. I must first inform you that if you wanted my land, you must figure out how to fit your people into a single castle the bathes itself under a lavafall. Next you would have to figure out how to slay an army of centaurs and creatures unlike any this world has ever seen.
If this is what you desire, then so be it. But first you should hear me out..." Demigrem spoke to King Borg in a rather sarcastic tone before turning to Zaltos.
"My brother, I have come to offer my assistance. Should Isra become part of your campaign, I will assist you." Demigrem spoke to Zaltos in a firm tone.
Demigrem's expression in his last part to Zaltos became more serious. There was something there that he wanted revenge on. If it meant allying with Good for one battle, he would do it. Demigrem was Evil, not dumb.
With that, he made his leave. He wanted no questions. Demigrem would vanish back into a magically appearing fog cloud. As he vanished, the fog dissipated. Demigrem had planted what seeds he needed to; he needed their minds to wander.
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Post by High King Ulfr Borgsson on Dec 13, 2015 7:51:53 GMT -8
"If you want to march, Zaltos, then let us march on him" the King said eagerly, thirsty for battle. "The Varan have suffered worst, fought worst. What do you say, brother?" The King, like all his kin, loved a good challenge.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221 
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Dec 15, 2015 19:57:15 GMT -8
"We can do so. But only when we build your new kingdom. Your people come first, then your pride. While we fear no death, our people look to us for life. Now tell me what you were going to say and we can continue." Zaltos spoke to Borg before to the others and reading what expressions he could to see if Demigrem struck fear in any of them.
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Grelzug "Scalp-Taker" of Medan
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 32
Physical Description: Very old for a combatant Orc, Grelzug is a massively burly creature, standing at a height of eight and a half feet tall with a long mane of thick dark grey hair, yellowish, angry eyes, and a full set of extremely sharp, slightly yellowed teeth, subject to a bit of an underbite that makes his two massive bottom fangs protrude from his mouth. He has many, many scars from battles gone by, although not a single one has apparently ever come close to killing him, as he walks with a lumbering ease, his movements unimpeded by old wounds. His voice is low-pitched, deep, and gravelly, and he does not usually raise his voice unless enraged, which spells imminent death for most who anger him.
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Grelzug dresses in simple, and some might say immodest clothing, normally wearing just a hide loincloth, although in more civilised settings he tends to wear an entirely unfitting ensemble of a simple linen shirt and trousers, heavy black work boots upon his feet.
He goes into battle unarmoured but for a pair of steel greaves, a single iron pauldron upon his right shoulder, and a steel cap that only manages to cover the very top of his head, though it appears more for offence than defence, as single, long horn protrudes from its center, perfect for gutting and ramming. Although it's minimalistic, any more and the Orc would find it a hindrance, preferring to be able to attack with all his might when he becomes angry. His best tool in battle is his bloodlust and his rage, his unconsciously psychic mind causing certain effects when his rage is active. He wields a large steel cleaver, well-sharpened but crudely forged, far too large and heavy for most humanoids to pick up.
Registered: Sept 30, 2015 0:04:10 GMT -8
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Post by Grelzug "Scalp-Taker" of Medan on Dec 23, 2015 14:56:39 GMT -8
Grelzug looks unworried and unfazed by the appearance of the demon, although he does tighten his grip upon his giant cleaver, just in case. His tusks lower slightly as his expression turns into a deeper grimace.
"All this talk of conquest is making me want to spill blood. I agree with the king. We should begin our campaign with the death of this intruder," growls the Orc, his voice deep and gravelly. He's surprisingly eloquent for one of his species.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Dec 30, 2015 20:00:25 GMT -8
"To get him, we have to strike Titania which is south. We will have to have a controlled supplyline to strike against them. I promise, we will strike him. I have no more greater wish than to do so. At this moment he is the lesser evil.
I can assume we are all on the same page on what needs to be done. My next question is simple, but all dependent on agreement.
Fundor and Gravlor, would either of you consider a rider? I would like to pair Gravlor and King Borg together, and Grelzug with Fundor. Is this something that can be arranged? It would make things more successful and we'd lose a lot less warriors. Such a presence could make diplomacy much easier." Zaltos spoke to the group.
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