Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
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Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426 
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 19:00:28 GMT -8
Echoes listens to the remainder of the story. As Ashani speaks, his expression grows grim. This was also an aspect of life he was familiar with. The abuse of acquired power. Trying to use it to solve every problem. Panicking and using it in moments of weakness. It was not uncommon especially for young mages. Fortunately in Ashani's case there was some hope. The people imprisoned might be recoverable. Other mages were not so lucky.
"I understand. Fortunately we may still be able to save them. To do so, we are going to have to travel into the pocket dimension. Hmmm maybe I should bring my... I suppose apprentice is the word. Might be good practical experience. What preparation do you need before we go?"
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Ashani
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Age: 16
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Post by Ashani on Mar 19, 2016 22:50:19 GMT -8
"Well... I generally prime a location for the creation of a spell.. a sort of portal. It's easier than the rather..unsavory manner in which I accidentally discovered it, experimenting with an alchemical potion from far south, which are rare but send the user into different dimensions for the duration of their effects," she said in a rather studious manner, a slight undercurrent of enthusiasm suggesting her involvement in trying to find such a solution. She looked down at the glyph, pointing.
"This might help streamline the process... and so I've been studying it, a little."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 20, 2016 16:07:55 GMT -8
Echoes nods in understanding. He makes a gesture and the image of Ashani vanishes. It is replaced by a break down of the glyph. Another gesture and a series of runes appears floating next to it. They are indecipherable at first, but they soon switch to the common language. In full detail it outlines how the glyph allows passage through dimensional space.
"Well then let us get started. We can see about making a stable gate. Do you have a write up of the spell? That would make things go faster..."
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Ashani
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Age: 16
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Post by Ashani on Mar 25, 2016 11:56:53 GMT -8
"No I just... kind of... make it happen, I suppose... sort of like an intuition."
The place they were provided ample energy for the formation of a spell, and in little time at all she'd be prepared to cast.
"Sometimes I will amplify my output using a wand, and it can take hours if creating an extension of it that can be placed around an object like a door. But here..."
Energy continued to focus.
"I just need to know where to direct the spell... this place seems designed for these mechanics, but you know it better than I do."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 25, 2016 12:56:21 GMT -8
"It is indeed designed for dimensional travel."
Echoes produces another silver orb. With a casual flick of his wrist it goes into the air. It emits light the construct of Ashani appearing once again. He makes abother vague gesture and a wand appears in his hand. 14 inches of an odd white wood tipped with a blue crystal. He offers this to Ashani. Once she accepts or declines the rod, he indicates four Runes in the corner of the room.
"Those are the anchor points. Direct your energies between any two of them?"
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Ashani
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Age: 16
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Post by Ashani on Mar 25, 2016 13:44:20 GMT -8
"Hmm... I see." She knew there was something significant about that spot in the portal, something about that place that seemed to link to the mysterious room -4. She now thought she understood--they existed to amplify, and without a spell, could still be led to the creation of a portal to a sort of "nothing" room, if properly tampered with. A sort of failsafe, perhaps. "Look... some strange phenomenon concerning time has been going on there for awhile now... multiple outsiders to this process have become affected, and each might occupy their own dimension of spacetime, if you follow. This problem seems to have exposed a multiverse of sorts, with which I'm sure you are familiar..." She took the wand, pointed it where it needed to go, and a strange violet pulse moved down her arm, brightening within the bottleneck of the wand, before emitting in a beam that'd send everything asunder. Echoes would find himself taken to a strange new place... one to which Ashani did not seem to follow, when he found himself on the other side of the spell. |
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 6, 2016 10:20:24 GMT -8
(A few months after the events with The Inquisitor at the tower.)
One day as Reuna was making her way for the stacks something odd would happen. Just like so many months ago a book would fall from a shelf and onto her head. This time it is a small leather bound journal. It looks old perhaps a few centuries and dusty as if it had been sitting on the shelf for just as long. If she opens it up she would find it to be written by an explorer and adventurer. It catalogues his quest after an ancient book, said to contain knowledge of the greatest spells in the world. Of particular note is the last page of the journal.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 6, 2016 10:39:08 GMT -8
The past few months had been.. absolutely wonderful. Reuna had settled into life at her tower with Edward and Gavin (and Paulie and Karrik), their odd little family unit existing happily. Juggling her work with tutoring Gavin and domestic activities (of an innocent nature as well as not) had been a struggle, at first, but they were managing nicely, now. There was an air of contentment about the sorceress that had been notably lacking upon her arrival, but was visible to all, now, in the slight curve of her lips.
..At least until a book toppled off a high shelf and landed on the top of her head. Blinking as a slight scowl came across her face, she looked down at the book, then peered at the room suspiciously. "..This had better not be another spirit that wants resurrecting, I do believe Edward's days of bringing the dead back are over and done with." There was a warning tone in her voice, but she leaned down and scooped the book up anyway. Skimming through it rapidly, the last page caught her attention, and her brows shot upward in surprise. R.M.? That was.. quite a coincidence.
And there was a riddle of some sort. Reuna frowned. Riddles.. were not her forte. The one she'd used for that magical night with Edward, she'd just sort of.. stumbled upon. Closing the book, she tapped the spine idly against her cheek and pondered, murmuring aloud to herself. "`Stand at the center of the sky, at the suns zenith. Face away and yourself a loft.` What in the world could that mean?" As she resumed walking, Reuna pondered over these words. The center of the sky.. well that really depended on how you looked at it. Did the author mean the sky over the center of the continent? Or the center of Gauldin? Or Travere?
That stopped her dead. Wait. Her mind cast back to when she'd been reading up on the history of Gauldin and the other nations of the Overworld. There had been mention of a place in Travere.. an ancient temple, whose name, when translated.. meant the Hall of Sky. Could it really be that simple..? Glancing at a clock and seeing that it was still mid-morning, she made a snap decision. Sending all of the books she'd been gathering back to the tower, save the journal that she now tucked into a pocket of her robes, she moved swiftly out of the library.
<Exit to Royal Academy of the Arcane > Streets of Travere > The Hall of Sky>
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 13:48:49 GMT -8
[Brian arrives to the Grand Library]
Upon arrival Brian gasped. The amount of books was awe-inspiring, and for some reason he could feel these were not all of them. "Oh, such repositories of knowledge..."
With a sigh, Brian recalled the task he was set to do and thus sought the librarian, Reuna Midai.
But he could not find her at a glance, and the library was very large. So instead he set straight to work. He noticed a chair and a fireplace nearby - they appeared clean enough, but he still used the feather duster just in case. Nobody wants problems on their first day of work, after all.
As he cleaned it, he looked down a hallway that seemed to stretch in the distance: Far away, another place of confort came into view. "Well, I kind of deserve this for agreeing to do without knowing..." He began to clean the shelves and the books as he moved towards the distant fireplace. The perspective seemed to change ever so slightly, but he had not run into any dimensional portals yet. Or so he hoped.
Every now and then he took a moment to read the book covers. While many were interesting, the seemed incredibly complex or in languages beyond his understand. That is until he found one suitable for beginners. "Magic Bolts and One Thousand and One Uses" seemed easy enough. He looked to both sides of the hallway, grabbed the book, and began to read it eagerly.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 12, 2016 13:58:32 GMT -8
Rounding a corner into an aisle, Reuna came to a stop upon seeing an unfamiliar person standing there reading a book. A brow arched as she eyed the male. She knew almost everyone in the Academy, and especially those who frequented the Library. Clasping her hands before her, she tilted her head, and spoke softly, trying not to startle the individual in question. "Good afternoon. Can I help you find something?" Should he glance her way, he'd be given a small smile; he might also notice the basket hovering behind her, which seemed to be filled with books of varying ages and states of disrepair.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 14:32:37 GMT -8
Brain was indeed surprised, but not because of the sudden appearance of the librarian next to him - rather, it was the embarrassment of being caught doing something he should not be doing. He tried to pretend he was not wasting time, but he was not hopeful it would work.
He placed the book back to where it belonged and turned to face the librarian. "...Forgive my rudeness, madame. I did not notice you there. My name is Brian Poe, apprentice janitor." He made a slight reverence, the feather duster still in hand now pointing to the side. He was not used to the customs of the land yet, so hopefully he had not offended the lady.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I could use some assistance. I have been told to introduce myself to the librarian in charge - yet I could not find her myself. This library is quite unique after all you see..."
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 12, 2016 14:40:00 GMT -8
Ah, so he wasn't a new student. Apprentice or not, he was still a coworker, and thus Reuna's smile warmed a fraction. Shaking her head at his apology, she unclasped her hands and waved it away. "No apologies necessary, Mister Poe. The Library is open to all those who work or study here at the Academy, as long as you treat them responsibly." When he said he needed assistance, the sorceress tilted her head inquisitively, waiting for his explanation. When it was given, she chuckled.
"Ah, yes, unique is a very good word for it. As for the Librarian in charge, you're speaking with her - I am Reuna Midai, book restoration specialist and Head Librarian." Placing a hand to her waist, she offered him a quick bow of introduction and greeting, then straightened and folded her hands before her once more. "Allow me to welcome you to the Academy, and offer my services whenever you should require them."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 18:14:07 GMT -8
Brian was not expected such warm greetings - it was a welcome change from his cold expectations. He now knew he could spend some time studying the tomes.
He also now had a chance to hit two birds with one stone, as it were. "Now that you mention it, is there any way to discern the magic portals from the environment my magical knowledge is... Lacking..."
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 12, 2016 18:37:17 GMT -8
Ah, yes, the portals. Reuna chuckled a bit at that. "Do you have any magical capability? It can be hard for those without it to discern the magical shimmer they produce. I'll be sure to have something fashioned for you that will warn you when you're nearing a portal, so that you can avoid them."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2016 7:57:43 GMT -8
Brian considered the question, but did not know the answer. "To be perfectly honest, I do not know myself." He said simply.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 13, 2016 10:02:41 GMT -8
Reuna nodded her understanding. She herself hadn't had even the slightest inkling of any magical capability until one fateful night, many years ago. Offering Brian a warm smile, she inclined her head. "Then I will certainly see to it that such an item is made. I shall leave you to your duties, and return to mine. Have a pleasant day, Mister Poe." Wriggling her fingers in a farewell wave, she turned and made her way down the stacks, gathering books in need of repair.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2016 10:30:02 GMT -8
Brian acknowledged the farewell, then set out to continue his personal task of reading through the book. The library was wide and large and certainly it could wait a little more before being cleaned further. Neither he nor the librarly were going anywhere soon.
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Temus Grey
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Roleplay posts: 233
Age: Looks to be about 17.
Physical Description: Standing at a little over 5'8 Temus is not a particularly intimidating person. He has soft features, a narrow jaw, mid set cheek bones, and high brow. He has silky black hair that runs to about mid back. Red eyes that seem to pierce through people. His build is slim, and his skin pale, he clearly does not spend an abundance of time in the sun.
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Clothes and Equipment: Set of simple mages robes, a cloak, pouches filled with reagents, his channeling staff fitted with an odd blue stone, and his spell book.
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Post by Temus Grey on Jul 16, 2016 13:23:09 GMT -8
Before leaving Isra, Temus had arranged permission to visit the library. It had been hard to do even though Isra and Gauldin were allies and the Academy and Enclave were contemporaries. Still he'd pulled it off and was glad he had. It was with silent awe he stared at the collection laid out before him. He had heard the stories of course, but to see it manifest was something else. It was said that there was no book you could not find in this library, no scroll, or clay tablet, or bundle of leaves. He hadn't believed it until now, the cavernous room actually seemed larger inside than it had on the out. His gaze shifts to Azure. "If your answers cannot be found here I do not think the exist." He is silent for another long moment. "You asked me what I would do if we were successful. I did not think to ask you in turn. What will you do with your freedom?" |
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Azure
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Roleplay posts: 190
Age: Ageless.
Physical Description: Azure's form is very petite, no more than 5' tall, and quite slender, with a dainty bone structure that results in beautifully formed features and an inherent grace. Her skin is fair, and her ears long and pointed, signs of her Elven heritage. Her eyes are blue, although the exact shade can never be pinpointed, as it is constantly changing. Her hair is long, falling freely to her slender hips, and is a light shade of blue. She is very swift, nimble, dexterous, and flexible.
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Clothes and Equipment: Azure usually wears a set of intricate white robes, with blue, green, and violet accents, as well as a headdress with golden portions and a couple of bracelets and anklets. She can manifest a bow and quiver of arrows to aid her in her tasks. In addition, she possesses a flute that appears to be made of blue-tinted wood, which.. doesn't have any special abilities. She just likes to play it.
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Registered: Jun 18, 2016 20:24:04 GMT -8
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Post by Azure on Jul 16, 2016 15:00:34 GMT -8
Azure looked around the library with awe, her expression one of wide-eyed amazement. She'd seen many libraries in her time, but none quite so large as this one, or with such an extensive collection. Her ears twitched as Temus spoke, and she looked over at him, a tiny smile quirking her lips in response to his words.
"You make a very good point." Just as she was about to step forward and begin searching, he spoke again, and she froze. Hesitating, she mulled over his question for several long moments, then spoke slowly, her words thoughtful.
"I.. do not know. I am unfamiliar with this modern world. Perhaps I could explore, some day in the future. But should we succeed.. I would like to remain with you. Until I can learn how to be.. alive." She looked at him with a shimmer of hope in her gaze. Would Temus turn her away?
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Temus Grey
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 233
Age: Looks to be about 17.
Physical Description: Standing at a little over 5'8 Temus is not a particularly intimidating person. He has soft features, a narrow jaw, mid set cheek bones, and high brow. He has silky black hair that runs to about mid back. Red eyes that seem to pierce through people. His build is slim, and his skin pale, he clearly does not spend an abundance of time in the sun.
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Clothes and Equipment: Set of simple mages robes, a cloak, pouches filled with reagents, his channeling staff fitted with an odd blue stone, and his spell book.
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Registered: Feb 29, 2016 18:30:15 GMT -8
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Post by Temus Grey on Jul 16, 2016 15:10:00 GMT -8
Temus is quiet for another long moment. His face reveals nothing. Even though he had grown more comfortable with her, he was still prone to lapsing into that unreadable expression. He strides forward and says without inflection.
"You have done much to assist me. As I indicated when you asked me this question, I would be happy to assist you in turn. You may stay with me until you remember how to be alive."
As he makes his way further into the stacks to start working he pauses. He had said he would be happy to do so. That was not what he had said originally. Originally he had said he'd be proud to do so. Odd that he would misquote himself. Shrugging his shoulders he turns his attention towards research.
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