Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178 
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Jan 27, 2018 8:50:14 GMT -8
The Legionnaire continued until he was only about 1 foot a away. He suddenly lunged forward no shift in his stance, just a sudden press forward, closing the gap to slam the tower shield into his opponent.
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Jan 27, 2018 13:17:50 GMT -8
There it was: the lunge she was looking for. As soon as the heavily-armored Legionnaire began his push forward, Aia side stepped to her right (placing her at an angle on the Legionnaire's left side); she pivoted her wrist to bring the sword parallel with the ground. The Legionnaire's shield arm extended, his left side exposed, Aia continued skirting around the man, sliding her sword through a gap in the man's armor.
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Jan 28, 2018 9:21:24 GMT -8
The man planted his left foot and kicked off with his right turning about to his left with a swiftness that would seem far far faster than any opponent in heavy armor should. The left turn would being the oustide lip of his shield against the impending blade of his opponent, the weight of the shield and the speed of the turn should knock the blade away. His own blade struck forward at a slightly downward angle. A short but powerful thrust from its position atop the shield.
Nyx watched the exchange carefully. A small smile forced itself upon her lips and she explained what would have baffled most opponents, "Have you ever fought an Aaedanian before? The common Aaedanian has strength far superior to normal humans. That 'heavy' armor he's wearing... weightless to him." She didn't expect a response, they were in the middle of a fight after all.
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Jan 28, 2018 10:36:49 GMT -8
Aia's slicing attack connected, although it only damaged the scale mail protecting the Legionnaire's leg. The Aaedanian brought his left arm around, attempting to swat Aia's attack away with his shield - an expected maneuver. But by the time the slice had been and the tower shield brought around, Aia pulled back out of range and reset her stance, watching to see if her opponent would follow up with another lunge towards her position.
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Jan 28, 2018 14:47:18 GMT -8
The Aaedanian held his position, it was her turn to attack.
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Inspector Zurt
Established
Roleplay posts: 37 
Age: 3000 years of storage, only recently activated.
Physical Description: A monster of metal and magic, Zurt's body features countless spikes of razor sharp metal. A slight glow of something can be seen between parts of the metal in his chest area. He moves via numerous metallic tentacles in an almost mesmerizing way. His hands feature long sharp talons on each finger, shaking his hand is not advised.
He is approximately 7 feet tall when in his normal standing position. It should be noted he can fit his body through surprisingly small spaces despite his bulky appearance.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wields a whip which can extend to 15 feet long. It features sharp shards of metal, made of the same thing Zurt himself is made of. It appears to have a life of its own almost, as Zurt can command it to move in any such way he desires.
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Registered: Dec 9, 2015 9:55:31 GMT -8
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Post by Inspector Zurt on Apr 20, 2018 15:39:06 GMT -8
Inspector Zurt slithered forward, his beady orange eyes surveying every nook and cranny that he passed on his way towards the top of the Black Tower. He had just received the command to ready the Kami. The Kami was the crowning jewel of the Black Tower, so to speak, and it was rarely used. What event had triggered the decision to ready such a devastating weapon was unknown to Zurt. However, whereas most in a position such as his would have their mind filled with wonder at what threat demanded the preparation of such a weapon, Zurt's mind remained clear of any such thoughts. The reason that the Kami must be readied mattered not to him, all he cared about was following the order he had been given.
Finally reaching his destination, Zurt came to a halt. His metal claws subconsciously opened and closed as he began gathering his magic to prime the Kami, his various tentacles lazily brushed against the floor as the ever-present orange glow inside him began to resemble the flames of a dwarven forge.
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