Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035 
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 13:20:10 GMT -8
"I like the color of the room." Skarlet gets up and looks around, she locates the sex toys and is surprised, "W-what are these? They look like..."
Skarlet waves a dildo around, "They look like cocks, but made out of something... Latex? Rubber?"
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 29, 2016 15:00:10 GMT -8
Lum sits down on the bed, drawing the blankets around herself tightly. She watches Klur play with a smile, he was probably hungry. Maelik is furiously working on something? Evidently he needed to finish, before he could fetch her something to wear. She turns her thoughts inward, assessing the damage. Her mana reserves are completely drained. It is replenishing, but slower than it should. Ah! That was why. She had put a chunk of her soul into her spell. It happened on occasion, and her connection to the celestial plane was suspended. That meant that her reserves were refilling naturally, which hadn't happened in a long time. It appears as though the flow had atrophied somewhat. The best thing for her to do would be to return home. The natural properties of that plane would set her right in a day. Unfortunately opening a portal was beyond her right now. Well she would just have to wait. There were worse places to be, especially when one is powerless.
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Francesco d'Artusio
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 26
Physical Description: Francesco d'Artusio is a very dashing young man, from his long, wavy locks to his slim, built figure, his dark, yet striking eyes, his strong, cut jaw. His slightly darkened skin only adds to this appeal, giving him a rather exotic flair. In addition, a mischievous grin graces his face when he serves his customers, as if sharing in a joke with them. He speaks with a lilting, exotic, lively accent, as well. Overall, his charm is irresistible to most, and particularly women -- Francesco is known as a master seducer. He seems to even possess an almost unearthly draw to him, perhaps due to some sort of magic.
Clothes and Equipment: ======================================
Francesco generally wears simple, yet elegant clothing, consisting of an open well-tanned leather vest over a fine silk maroon tunic, which is almost always partially unbuttoned to showcase his well-cut figure, complimented by his clinging grey trousers and calf-high boots. Around his neck he wears a simple sterling silver pendent in the shape of the moon, mysteriously mirroring its phases as the moon changes, the eye seemingly irresistibly drawn to it on first glance. On slow nights, he lets his sister Catalina take over operation of the bar, showing off his musical skill and the deftness of his slender fingers by gracing the Tavern's patronage with the sweet melodies of his citrole, a four-stringed plucked instrument with a happy, upbeat sound to it.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 0:13:22 GMT -8
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Post by Francesco d'Artusio on Feb 29, 2016 19:12:33 GMT -8
Francesco supresses a laugh behind his hand as Skarlet waves the rubbery dildo about. His Moon pendant gives him certain enhanced senses and he could clearly smell...was that Naoki? And two other women he doesn't recognise. How odd, leaving one's used toys for them to find. Perhaps these women were leaving him a message of some sort? They would be sorely disappointed if they were; Francesco's heart belongs to Skarlet.
He picks up one of the small pebbles and runs his finger over the rune. The stone begins to vibrate. Francesco grins; he likes this one. It would do wonderfully in stimulating his lover. It also smells the strongest out of any of them of the aforementioned other women. A favourite, perhaps? It seems most of the toys were new, but these few were overwhelming to Francesco's heightened senses, especially given the full moon.
"Indeed. Toys. I believe we can have some fun with these, my sweet," says Francesco with a sly wink.
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 19:36:17 GMT -8
"Oh? How's that?" Skarlet put the dildo down and looks at the pebble. "What's it do?"
She'd find out about its vibrating properties and eep. "Well that's interesting. Hey though, I wanna talk again about what you were feeling back at the carriage. What could be something that would put you at ease that I'm only for you?"
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Francesco d'Artusio
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 26
Physical Description: Francesco d'Artusio is a very dashing young man, from his long, wavy locks to his slim, built figure, his dark, yet striking eyes, his strong, cut jaw. His slightly darkened skin only adds to this appeal, giving him a rather exotic flair. In addition, a mischievous grin graces his face when he serves his customers, as if sharing in a joke with them. He speaks with a lilting, exotic, lively accent, as well. Overall, his charm is irresistible to most, and particularly women -- Francesco is known as a master seducer. He seems to even possess an almost unearthly draw to him, perhaps due to some sort of magic.
Clothes and Equipment: ======================================
Francesco generally wears simple, yet elegant clothing, consisting of an open well-tanned leather vest over a fine silk maroon tunic, which is almost always partially unbuttoned to showcase his well-cut figure, complimented by his clinging grey trousers and calf-high boots. Around his neck he wears a simple sterling silver pendent in the shape of the moon, mysteriously mirroring its phases as the moon changes, the eye seemingly irresistibly drawn to it on first glance. On slow nights, he lets his sister Catalina take over operation of the bar, showing off his musical skill and the deftness of his slender fingers by gracing the Tavern's patronage with the sweet melodies of his citrole, a four-stringed plucked instrument with a happy, upbeat sound to it.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 0:13:22 GMT -8
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Post by Francesco d'Artusio on Feb 29, 2016 19:43:47 GMT -8
Francesco gives a mild smirk, sliding the vibrating pebble down her trousers and slipping it snugly into her underclothes, pressed up against the vampire's most eroginous zone. He passes his finger over the rune a few times and the vibration becomes more intense.
"You tell me, my sweet," he says as he pulls his hand back, leaving the pebble there to stimulate her.
"Now...what could you do? I suppose nothing. You could stop wearing that...outfit of yours in front of everybody, but I doubt you'll do that. Otherwise, I suppose I will simply have to deal with it," responds Francesco with a shrug. Then, he gives a slight grin.
"Actually, you could carry that toy around with you beneath your underclothes. It will remind you of to whom your heart belongs. It would also be rather erotic, I think."
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 19:48:28 GMT -8
"N-nyyeehhh" Skarlet's started getting embarrassed with the pebble stimulating her. "Are you for real? You'd really want me to do that? It feels so lewd though. Can't people hear the vibration? I would be humiliated."
Skarlet reaches down her pants and removes the pebble, turns it off and puts it back where it was. "I really do love you though. I wish there was something more I could give you."
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Francesco d'Artusio
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 26
Physical Description: Francesco d'Artusio is a very dashing young man, from his long, wavy locks to his slim, built figure, his dark, yet striking eyes, his strong, cut jaw. His slightly darkened skin only adds to this appeal, giving him a rather exotic flair. In addition, a mischievous grin graces his face when he serves his customers, as if sharing in a joke with them. He speaks with a lilting, exotic, lively accent, as well. Overall, his charm is irresistible to most, and particularly women -- Francesco is known as a master seducer. He seems to even possess an almost unearthly draw to him, perhaps due to some sort of magic.
Clothes and Equipment: ======================================
Francesco generally wears simple, yet elegant clothing, consisting of an open well-tanned leather vest over a fine silk maroon tunic, which is almost always partially unbuttoned to showcase his well-cut figure, complimented by his clinging grey trousers and calf-high boots. Around his neck he wears a simple sterling silver pendent in the shape of the moon, mysteriously mirroring its phases as the moon changes, the eye seemingly irresistibly drawn to it on first glance. On slow nights, he lets his sister Catalina take over operation of the bar, showing off his musical skill and the deftness of his slender fingers by gracing the Tavern's patronage with the sweet melodies of his citrole, a four-stringed plucked instrument with a happy, upbeat sound to it.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 0:13:22 GMT -8
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Post by Francesco d'Artusio on Feb 29, 2016 20:08:58 GMT -8
Francesco laughs lightly and nods, giving a little grin.
"Indeed, my heart. That way, every time you came back from work I could show you just how much I love you, and you would already be fully prepared," he says with a only half-jesting tone.
"But ah...as far as what else? Hrm...I suppose if you could bear children, that would be a way. But as far as I know, the undead cannot. So, unfortunately, I don't think that is an option."
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 20:48:24 GMT -8
"Children?" Skarlet wasn't quite sure about children. Though according to what he says it wasn't something undead could do. "You mean cuz I don't have the working parts to make one. I think, I don't quite know how that works. Is that something you would want though? Are we at that point in our relationship?"
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Francesco d'Artusio
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 26
Physical Description: Francesco d'Artusio is a very dashing young man, from his long, wavy locks to his slim, built figure, his dark, yet striking eyes, his strong, cut jaw. His slightly darkened skin only adds to this appeal, giving him a rather exotic flair. In addition, a mischievous grin graces his face when he serves his customers, as if sharing in a joke with them. He speaks with a lilting, exotic, lively accent, as well. Overall, his charm is irresistible to most, and particularly women -- Francesco is known as a master seducer. He seems to even possess an almost unearthly draw to him, perhaps due to some sort of magic.
Clothes and Equipment: ======================================
Francesco generally wears simple, yet elegant clothing, consisting of an open well-tanned leather vest over a fine silk maroon tunic, which is almost always partially unbuttoned to showcase his well-cut figure, complimented by his clinging grey trousers and calf-high boots. Around his neck he wears a simple sterling silver pendent in the shape of the moon, mysteriously mirroring its phases as the moon changes, the eye seemingly irresistibly drawn to it on first glance. On slow nights, he lets his sister Catalina take over operation of the bar, showing off his musical skill and the deftness of his slender fingers by gracing the Tavern's patronage with the sweet melodies of his citrole, a four-stringed plucked instrument with a happy, upbeat sound to it.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 0:13:22 GMT -8
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Post by Francesco d'Artusio on Feb 29, 2016 21:03:22 GMT -8
"Well, it would certainly go a long ways to proving yourself, if that is your intent, my love, although I have already relieved my damaged feelings about your...lapse in honesty," replies Francesco, laying back on the bed and pulling Skarlet down with him, wrapping her up in his embrace.
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 21:04:49 GMT -8
Skarlet is happy on the bed with Francesco. What he's been saying is stuck in her head. "Hey Francesco, aren't you hungry? You should get something to eat."
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Francesco d'Artusio
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 26
Physical Description: Francesco d'Artusio is a very dashing young man, from his long, wavy locks to his slim, built figure, his dark, yet striking eyes, his strong, cut jaw. His slightly darkened skin only adds to this appeal, giving him a rather exotic flair. In addition, a mischievous grin graces his face when he serves his customers, as if sharing in a joke with them. He speaks with a lilting, exotic, lively accent, as well. Overall, his charm is irresistible to most, and particularly women -- Francesco is known as a master seducer. He seems to even possess an almost unearthly draw to him, perhaps due to some sort of magic.
Clothes and Equipment: ======================================
Francesco generally wears simple, yet elegant clothing, consisting of an open well-tanned leather vest over a fine silk maroon tunic, which is almost always partially unbuttoned to showcase his well-cut figure, complimented by his clinging grey trousers and calf-high boots. Around his neck he wears a simple sterling silver pendent in the shape of the moon, mysteriously mirroring its phases as the moon changes, the eye seemingly irresistibly drawn to it on first glance. On slow nights, he lets his sister Catalina take over operation of the bar, showing off his musical skill and the deftness of his slender fingers by gracing the Tavern's patronage with the sweet melodies of his citrole, a four-stringed plucked instrument with a happy, upbeat sound to it.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 0:13:22 GMT -8
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Post by Francesco d'Artusio on Feb 29, 2016 21:20:28 GMT -8
"I am not particularly, no, although if you wish you may partake of my blood. I won't mind. Afterward, however, I do believe I'd ask for equal payment," responds the Prizzian with a wink and a slight grin. They should really try out this new bed, after all.
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/1f/57/fc1f579fbc12ece8a7cf0af63c6945e9.jpg
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Feb 29, 2016 21:32:32 GMT -8
Skarlet sighs, "No...no. I really shouldn't drink from you. I have worries about going too far."
Skarlet rolls off the bed and gets up and starts stripping off her clothing slowly. "Let's work up your appetite."
Midnight Sun construction projects always seemed to have these random shiny poles around. Skarlet decides to use it to do a little show for Francesco.
<Fade to Black>
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390 
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Mar 1, 2016 10:52:12 GMT -8
Maelik applied the last few finishing touches on the dress and pivoted about in place, thrusting his creation forward with a simple smile.
"There we go! For you my love!" he exclaimed proudly, pinching the fabric between his middle and ring fingers to prevent any blood from marring its looks.
"I've been working on it for a little while now, I know you like bright colors so I made it sunflower yellow. Go on try it on! Tell me what you think!"
The dress in question was obviously made by an amateur, in fact it looked to be Maelik's first actual attempt at sewing anything. The hems were a bit frayed, the dress looked a tad lopsided and the stitching wasn't all that well hidden. But to his credit the fabric flower was legitimately beautiful, it delicate petals looked almost real.
The demon put his worries and tribulations aside for the time being as he enthusiastically pushed his gift on Lum, he didn't want to detract from her own happiness. Besides, this was a vacation, it wouldn't do to get more stressed here than back home.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Mar 1, 2016 19:33:39 GMT -8
Arya finally seems to begin stirring, and soon awakens. Her ruby eyes flicker open and fall upon Maelik, staring blearily at him as he held up the dress he had been making. Arya would yawn, not making any attempt to get up for now, she was happy to stay under her warm blankets.
Oh... wow nice dress you got there Maelik," she said, sleepiness still in her voice. A couple minutes later she would finally get up, moving to sit at the edge of her bed. Arya was wearing nothing but her undergarments at the moment, and the only 'clothes' she had to put on was her armor. Perhaps she should have fixed that issue before she left Isra. She did not really expect to go on any vacations though.
Oh well, she thought as she put on the armor for now, she would have to find something more comfortable to wear around later, or maybe she would just walk around in her underwear. Arya left her sword by her bed as she walked over to the others,
"Well I am gonna go looking for breakfast, anyone else wanna come too?" she asked politely.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Mar 2, 2016 6:01:15 GMT -8
Witnessing Naoki's reaction, Kate first reacted with concern, but soon thereafter inferred the tears flowing were of joy, not sadness. She left the two alone, as she had a hunch she wasn't a part of whatever it was they were going through. In that regard, she was jealous of Artemis. She wasn't ever going to be as close to Naoki as her faithful bodyguard. Still, she couldn't be happier to see them so... Earnest? Bare? Genuine? The feeling she was getting was not in any language she knew.
Instead of intruding in their moment, Kate opts to fall on a couch, the very same Naoki would find herself sitting on. Seeing that her turn had come, she'd embrace Madame, pressing her head against her shoulder.
"There, there." and "It's okay.", she'd say, over and over. The words themself held no meaning, she only wanted Naoki to know she was present. However long it took, Kate waited until Naoki had regained her composure, and would then pull out a hanky, one with the Midnight Sun emblem emblazoned to the cloth. She'd wipe away the tear tracks carefully.
Her job finished, she'd stuff the hankerchief back into her pocket, and sigh. "Seriously. You're such a crybaby. You both are." She'd smooch Naoki on the forehead, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear as she did. She stalled pulling back, lost in the eyes, both now revealed. |
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Mar 2, 2016 16:57:45 GMT -8
Lum claps her hands to her mouth and gasps. Her normally silver eyes, which are now red, mist with tears. She gives a happy little squeal, and lunges forward, wrapping Maelik in a hug. She doesn't even notice that she left the blanket behind. To her the quality of the dress is immaterial. To see something made with such obvious love, and care is all that matters. After a moment she releases him, taking the dress and slipping it on. She gives a little twirl, her long red hair swishing around as she goes.
"Thank you Maelik! How do I look?"
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Mar 2, 2016 19:47:56 GMT -8
Artemis follows Naoki to the couch, sitting on the opposite side of her from Kate. A black-gloved hand rubs small circles on the small of Naoki's back, its counterpart rests on the other woman's knee. She says nothing, letting the simple contact do all the talking for her, as she watches Kate tending to Naoki. As Kate finishes, Artemis chuckles lightly.
"This moment has been a long time coming, Kate." The familiarity falls from her lips unbidden, but seems somehow natural. Naoki trusts her, and I trust Naoki, so I suppose by extension that I'm starting to trust her as well, she muses.
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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 Mar 2, 2016 20:02:28 GMT -8
Naoki sits and sobs for a moment longer, leaning into Kate’s embrace. When she regains her composure, she pulls back, and returns Kate’s gaze.
“You’re entirely correct, and that’s why I’m so happy. It is okay. Everything is fine. Everything is perfect! There is nothing wrong; there are no problems, shortages, issues, troubles, or threats, of any sort.”
“I believe Artemis told you, once before, that we met in a brothel. What she didn’t tell you at the time was that when we escaped, we burned it down. We burned the entire damn thing to ashes, and we ran. We left the city and roamed together, village to village, town to town. We did what we could to get by; we stole things and tricked people. We stuck around in some places more than others, and on some occasions had a roof to sleep under, but nowhere to call home. One of our favorite topics to discuss, as we were sitting under the stars for the hundredth time over, was what our house was going to look like. How it would have a big tree to read in, how it would have a four poster bed with red curtains, how it would have lots of fireplaces and nice paintings.”
As she mentions the furnishings of her castle in the sky, she gestures toward the corresponding features in the suite around them.
“And now… Here it all is. This room, this house, is the actualization of nine years worth of dreams. This is the first true home I have ever had. The office and such above The Sun were nice, sure, but that was little more than a comfortable workspace. Here, this… This isn’t an office above a bar. This isn’t a pile of leaves under a tree. This isn’t a cushion caked with the spunk of fifty men. This isn’t the cobblestones of an alley, the damp bricks of a prison, or the loft of a barn.”
“This is mine. This is mine, and this is yours, and this is ours. The home I’ve always dreamed of, good food, money enough to buy anything I need, and I have the two of you to share it all with. I don’t know what more there is to desire.”
Noting Artemis’ hand on her leg, and the look in Kate’s eyes, Naoki figures that this would be a good point to relocate to the bed. Gently pulling free, she stands, and inclines her head in the direction of the open door leading into the bedroom.
“Speaking of desire…” she trails off, a teasing smile creeping onto her face.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Mar 3, 2016 5:56:34 GMT -8
"Oooof course you'd have that in your mind..." Kate smirked and looked at her feet. She was still wearing shoes. They would be a hinderance for what they... rather, what she was planning to do with her feet. She kicked the footwear below the couch. Kate glanced at the bed, then to Naoki, then to Artemis, adding a special inviting wink to the last recipient.
Barefooted, she stepped towards the massive bed in the side room. Waves of pink, flowing hair fell down her shoulders and her back as the bow supporting her ponytail was pulled off in a swift motion. Kate wrung the pink ribbon around Naoki's neck. "I want to see how you can put this to use... Madame", she breathed to her ear. Kate kept her eyes fixed on hers, as she stepped inside.
She dragged her feet behind her onto the bed. She looked behind her with a wicked smile. "This bed is awfully wide..." Kate informed. Her index finger ascended from her lap towards her mouth, with a slow motion. Since she had nothing else to chew, she nibbled on the tip of her finger, eyes fixed on the others. |
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Mar 3, 2016 9:05:10 GMT -8
Maelik couldn't be more pleased with Lum's reaction, gladly passing it on to her with a little flick of his wrist, although the hug came as more of a surprise than anything else. Without his armor on his own chest was bare and an unfamiliar sensation greeted him when she pressed in for their embrace. The demon dared to look down and noticed immediately that she was still... err... well naked.
His eyes shut like beartraps and the sudden sound of something ramming into metal rang clear.
"Ohhh umm... You're very welcome my love... Now go ahead and put it on, I'm uhhhh, eager to see you in it."
Once the beautiful lady donned her less than flattering dress Maelik would of course clap and whistle. The dress itself was terrible looking, it was lopsided, the fabric was sewn in uneven layers and the hems were terribly frayed. The only redeeming feature was the flower on the chest, but non of that mattered to the former lord. All he saw before him was perfection... mostly because it was Lum wearing the damned thing.
"You look wonderful dear, the picture of beauty." Maelik brought himself to stand straight (although he still felt a bit constrained below the belt) and grabbed a plain looking grey shirt from his bag. He slipped it over his head and snatched an equally ordinary pair of brown trousers, the entire ensemble looking incredibly strange on him, as if one were witnessing a fish grow wings and zip off to an office job.
All Maelik knew was that it was a real pain to find something in his size.
"I'd love for us to have some more alone time right now but duty does call," he said in response to Arya's call to the most important meal of the day. "Even if I don't trust them with my meal it would be best get something for Klur, a growing boy does need his food after all.
"Just let me check in with Jeffery... If it's the morning then he's supposed to chime in any second now... Oh there he is one second."
As if he were taking a phone call he held a hand up to the side of his head and fell silent as the little imp passed on whatever tidbits he could. The demon's face mellowed out a bit shortly after the call had started but after hitting a neutral position he refused to outwardly show his displeasure.
The shift in the power struggles back home were not something that concerned his friends here, although he was proud of Basacial for finally collecting what was his to claim. In Maelik's not so humble opinion it didn't matter what you were, so long as you had the power, intelligence, or skill to lay claim to something you had every right to fight for it.
Even so, it didn't bode well for the state of Hellscape in general, it was finally at a happy balance and now everything was being thrown into disarray once again.
"Thank you Jeff, keep me posted. Your reward will be waiting for you back in the office."
A few second passed before Maelik forced another smile up, his legs already moving him towards Klur's bed in order to pluck him out of it.
"Sorry for the interruption, I suppose that we should probably get going. It wouldn't do to keep the little guy waiting."
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