Reese Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26 
Age: 23
Physical Description: Tall, blond, dresses classy.
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 20:45:55 GMT -8
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Post by Reese Fletcher on Apr 13, 2016 18:48:13 GMT -8
"Oh look. That one is a catch!" Reese leered across the tavern at the lady who had come in with the mercenaries. "I wonder how much they are paying her?"
Reese's friends laughed and made japes of their own. One of Reese's possy was a little scraggly man with shifty eyes. There were two large men with broad shoulders and shaved heads. They looked like they could be brothers. The last was a pretty young man. He had long black hair and a slender face that had a touch of fae.
“Therin, Scag.” Reese spoke to the cutie and the scallion. “Let’s go make some new friends.”
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Silas
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 255
Age: 26
Physical Description: 6 feet tall, broad shoulders, with a lean and muscular build. One with experience would tell that Silas is a mercenary, yet he has very few scars. Over all he is a handsome man.
His hair is dirty blond and has recently grown nearly to his shoulders. A coarse scruff lines his strong chin telling of recent time spent traveling.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapons: Hunting knife, spear
Registered: Apr 16, 2015 6:56:12 GMT -8
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Post by Silas on Apr 13, 2016 19:20:58 GMT -8
“Haven't had ale!” Silas had seen a lot a weird things during the past year, almost to the point of becoming immune to startelement, or so he had thought. "Well...I guess...Welcome to paradise." With that cheesey line Silas took a big swig of beer. The foam stuck to his mouth like a Fu Manchu mustache. Grinning at Eliza he leaned back in his chair, balancing it on two legs. "The first part of the game is simple." Silas wiped the foamstache off with the back of his hand. "Oliver is rolling first and he bid four coins the he would roll a seven or-" A group of people were approaching the table and Silas didn't like the looks of them. He gave Sir Cairex Forgepyre a meaningful glance before returning to his explanation. Due to the distraction Silas had been forced to touch one foot to the table in order to keep balance. "Or an eleven. Whoever wants to play can buy in. When our bets match Oliver's we can make side bets. If he passes the roll he wins the pot. Otherwise it is distributed to everyone else." |
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Apr 13, 2016 19:59:34 GMT -8
Cairex tossed his coin on the table. He didn't really need money, and the whole point was to gamble with it regardless. He gave a small nod back to Silas, he had already noticed the group watching them. Their approach did not appear threatening, though their comments about Eliza were a little...crude perhaps? Still though, if things went south...well this night could turn out very interesting. He took a sip of beer from the mug. Excellent.
"Alright I'm in! Let's do this!"
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Rognar Hammerborn
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 54
Physical Description: ----------------------
Race: Dwarf
Hair/Beard: Dark Brown
Size/Weight: average dwarfish
Build: Sturdy
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Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor + helmet
Warhammer on back
Two axes on belt
Daggers (hidden)
Warhammer: http://pre01.deviantart.net/9d27/th/pre/i/2012/351/5/1/speed_model___warhammer_by_metonymic-d5obk24.jpg
Axes: http://www.iloveswords.com/images/LOTR/MDL_gimli2.jpg
Daggers: http://orig08.deviantart.net/6619/f/2014/032/8/7/untitled_by_laforjadeprometeo-d74mr07.jpg
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Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Apr 5, 2016 2:09:50 GMT -8
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Post by Rognar Hammerborn on Apr 14, 2016 12:23:17 GMT -8
Rognar eyed the man( Sir Cairex Forgepyre ) curiously as he sat down. This one was the wolfman. Interesting. He had seen a lot of them before. But not one who could change their skin on purpose. "Alrecht, laddie. Ah am Rognar Hammerborn. Hiner we'll hae a guid time tonecht." he said to him. Seeing Eliza Opal 's reaction to drinking ale made him laugh heartily. "Yoo'll gie used tae it. But be wary, ance ye dae, ye will ne'er want tae bevvy anythin' else." he said. When the strangers arrived, he watched them closely. He wasn't sure if they were looking for trouble or not. And if so, did they want to brawl or hurt? He decided to wait for them to make the first move. He gracefully flipped a copper in the center of the table. "Yoo're oan." he said, smiling mischievously at Chance . Field Marshall Windbag imitated him. Raah. You're on. Raah. |
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The Inquisitor
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Physical Description: The Inquisitor is a 6 feet suit of armor. What lies underneath is a mystery. It is dressed in numerous thin decorative plates of metal, and a long black robe concealing its body. The armor itself is not very effective and serves as an aesthetic.
In The Inquisitor's hand there is a staff made of metal. The coloration of The Inquisitors gear is generally dark and gives off quite a grim impression.
Registered: Mar 30, 2016 20:38:27 GMT -8
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Post by The Inquisitor on Apr 14, 2016 13:22:12 GMT -8
The Inquisitor entered the busy tavern, peering left and right. He looked across the diverse crowd, perhaps someone would catch his eye. He stepped further into the tavern and decided to approach an empty chair. He sat down, the metal joints in his armor squeaking ever so slightly. He rested his staff against the table and folded his metal gauntlets on the table before him. He had heard about this tavern from a local upon inquiring about where to find common folk, this apparently was an affordable place to drink and eat. The Inquisitor would now wait until the right person made themselves known.
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Reese Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 23
Physical Description: Tall, blond, dresses classy.
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 20:45:55 GMT -8
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Post by Reese Fletcher on Apr 14, 2016 13:52:52 GMT -8
"Hmmmmmm? Looks like you are one short of a full pot. I am sure you wont mind me joining in." Reese pulled up a chair between Oliver and Eliza Opal. "Give me some copper, Scag, I only keep gold and silver in my purse." He threw the coin into the center of the table, knocking over Oliver’s stack.
“I am Reese Fletcher” Said Reese Fletcher to the group. Gesturing to his other friend, "This is Therin. He is shy and doesn't talk much. Isn't that right Ther?" Therin smiled meekly and averted his eyes. He looked at Cairex, then Rognar, and moved closer to Reese’s chair. Unconsciously, Therin placed a meek hand on Reese’s shoulder. He was very intimidated by these gruff men. The young man’s blue eyes settled on Oliver. Therin smiled at him, then blushed.
Reese brushed the hand away and gave his attention to Eliza. “What is a beautiful and delicate lady such as yourself doing with these dirty mercenaries?” The blond Fletcher was staring at Eliza dreamily.
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Chance
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77
Age: 20
Physical Description: A tall young man with scraggly hair and the beginnings of a beard. His build is lean and muscular, skin tanned from working as at docks and on boats for the past year.
Registered: Apr 27, 2015 17:46:53 GMT -8
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Post by Chance on Apr 14, 2016 13:54:39 GMT -8
The pot was even so Oliver rolled the come out.
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1-6·1-6
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Chance
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77
Age: 20
Physical Description: A tall young man with scraggly hair and the beginnings of a beard. His build is lean and muscular, skin tanned from working as at docks and on boats for the past year.
Registered: Apr 27, 2015 17:46:53 GMT -8
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Post by Chance on Apr 14, 2016 13:59:29 GMT -8
"Damn!" Oliver hadn't passed but he hadn't crapped out either. The others could place side bets now on whether he would roll another 6 and win, or roll a seven and lose. He would continue rolling until one of these were reached.
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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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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 15:33:03 GMT -8
The door swings open once again and Edward and his family stroll into the tavern. The time mage quickly locates a booth and settles in. A waitress bring over a couple of menus and Edward flips through it quickly. He smiles at her places his order.
"A glass of Coventry Red and Assiette de Canard please."
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Sir Cairex Forgepyre
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 23
Physical Description: Wolf - stature of a large grey wolf, mottled patches of darker grey and black mingle in with a lighter grey coat. A single black patch of fur surrounds the blue eye, while the brown eye is surrounded by the light grey color. Teeth are sharp and well maintained, just like his claws.
Hybrid - His most common form, his coloring perfectly matches the wolf form. This form stands around 7ft tall, weighs nearly 330 lbs, with a fairly long tail.
Human- only used when interacting amongst civilized society, he is tall for a human, around 6'3" and about 210lbs. His long hair matches the grey and black coloring of his wolf fur, and the only distinguishing feature is his canine eyes and elongated canines.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing - Cairex now wears a custom suit of armor, enchanted so that it will resize as he does, providing his already formidable wolf forms with substantial armor that is lightweight but strong, akin to mithril in both strength and weight.
Equipment - A good sized bastard sword and a small dagger are his only weapons, plus teeth and claws.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights
Registered: Apr 1, 2016 8:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Cairex Forgepyre on Apr 14, 2016 15:37:30 GMT -8
He eyed the dice on the table, slightly confused.
"Wait, so who won that round?"
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
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)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 15:42:54 GMT -8
Reuna followed Edward into the tavern and to their booth. Settling in across from her future husband with Gavin tucked in at his side, she accepted the offered menu and perused it for a moment. Then she handed it back to the waitress with a smile. "Carmean Red and the Saumon, if you please. Thank you." With that, she settled in to wait, looking quite pleased. There was so little left to be done.. she simply needed to speak with a florist and see to decorations. They were going to be married in a little less than a month. She almost couldn't believe it. Although there were other things she needed to look into.. things that had nothing to do with the wedding and everything to do with their lives after the ceremony.
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 16:27:58 GMT -8
Gavin looked up confused at the strange things his parents had just ordered. "What are those? Are those types of deserts? I thought eating more deserts would make us sick!"
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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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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 17:42:33 GMT -8
Edward chuckles and pulls Gavin close so he can see the menu. He goes through the various selections of food with the boy. He helps his sound to read out each choice himself, aiding with the pronunciation of the bigger words. Overall it is rather adorable.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
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)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 17:49:50 GMT -8
Reuna watched in silence with a small smile on her face as Edward helped his son to sound out the contents of the menu. As she propped her elbow on the table and let her chin fall to rest in her hand, she wondered what children of theirs would look like, if they had them. Would there be a little girl with her hair and his eyes? A little boy that was a carbon copy of his father? Her eyes grew distant and hazy as she imagined additions to their family.. partially because she didn't think such a future was going to happen. They'd been lovers for quite a few months, now, and she had yet to conceive. Perhaps she couldn't, as she'd confessed to him that day. Her expression distant and vacant, Reuna lost herself to pondering. There had to be a ritual, somewhere...
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Eliza Opal
Established
Roleplay posts: 28
Age: 21
Physical Description: Eliza is tall and stately, with an impeccable air of grace and elegance about her. She has short but well-styled brown hair and a rather average figure.
Clothes and Equipment: Being a noble, Eliza wears only the finest of clothing. She usually wears high-quality riding or outdoors wear, but is just as comfortable in fancy dresses and other formal clothes.
Registered: Apr 2, 2016 9:36:45 GMT -8
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Post by Eliza Opal on Apr 14, 2016 18:00:39 GMT -8
Eliza nods blankly at Rognar's comment.
"Er...yes...mm hmm."
She leans over the table, watching the mercenaries play with interest. It seems like kind of an interesting game. When Reese Fletcher takes an interest in her, she smiles daintily at him and bats her eyelids in a flirtatious manner. Now this is more like it. Men hitting on her is something she's used to.
"What am I doing with these rough mercenaries? Why, I'm one of them! I barely believe it myself, but it's true. We're heading out on an expedition to foreign lands. How about you, hmm? What do you do?"
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 18:07:41 GMT -8
"I'll have the chicken nuggets with... assspaaaraaagus tips and, and, hoooohllaaaandaaays sauce. Oh and some milk."
At first he smiled. Then a thought crossed him, since he was looking at the kid's menu.
"Mommy, daddy, I wanna spend more time with kids my age."
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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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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 19:47:40 GMT -8
Edward chuckles as his son struggles over the words. Still Gavin manages he is a bright lad. The boys question made Edwards smile vanish. He had been looking for playmates for his son. The issue was he didn't know anyone else with a child. It was unfortunate but his social circle was rather small. Without someone who trusted him and he trusted in turn finding a playmate was hard. He wraps his arm around Gavin's shoulder as the waitress puts in their orders.
"I know you do my little dragon. I am working on it."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
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)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 20:21:56 GMT -8
Reuna stirred from her reverie when Gavin spoke, and a small frown appeared on her face. She knew the boy was lonely, but there wasn't much they could do about it.. perhaps they should branch out into the city. Or... The veritable candle sprang into life above her head, and she looked at Edward. "In a country I once lived in, they had a school in the major city for children who were too young to attend normal schooling. Is there such a facility in Travere? Perhaps Gavin could go there." They would just need to either bind his magic or make sure he understood not to use it outside of their home, so he wouldn't go causing problems with the other children.
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Apr 14, 2016 20:33:19 GMT -8
Gavin's eyes lit up at the idea of playing with kids his own age. "I wanna go to school! I wanna go to school... Although if I can't I guess I can wait until you guys have a baby." Gavin said this last part casually as he sipped on some lemon water.
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Reese Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 23
Physical Description: Tall, blond, dresses classy.
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 20:45:55 GMT -8
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Post by Reese Fletcher on Apr 14, 2016 21:52:44 GMT -8
"I do what I like, baby." Reese winked and pinched Eliza Opal in the thigh. Looking at Oliver he batted his eye lashes in the same way Eliza had. He smiled. "You were so close." His tone was affectionate but held hints of mockery. Reese held Oliver's hand, opening it. He scooped up the dice and placed them in Oliver's palm. "Better luck next time." Fletcher winked. Turning back to the women. "What was your name, dear?" |
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