Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on Apr 19, 2016 14:37:09 GMT -8
It hadn't taken long for Morrigan to realize that Zaræn was cheating. He was being sneaky about it, of course, which only raised him in her esteem. Honestly, he did remind her a good deal of home - the sly backstabbing and underhanded tactics of the Seelie Sidhe were far more malevolent than this, which honestly made his playful and amusing antics all the more pleasant, for her. She had steadily shed her stockings, over-dress, and petticoats, until she was left in nothing but the filmy white length of her sleeveless shift. Eyeing the cards in her hand, she watched as Zaræn laid down his winning cards, then sighed, and set down her own - three, four, five, six, queen. Absolutely useless.
"Looks like you win again, monsieur. I suppose I'll have to pay up." She didn't even bat an eyelid as she stood, and reached down, grasping the knee-length hem of her shift. Pulling it smoothly up and over her head, she then dropped it to the pile of clothing already on the floor, and after tugging free the ribbon which bound her hair in its braid, shook the pink-laced earthen strands free over her shoulders. Propping her hands on her hips, she eyed Zaræn with an arched brow and a small, crooked smile. "You have me at quite the disadvantage, Zaræn. I have nothing left to bargain with.. as you can see."
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 19, 2016 18:20:18 GMT -8
Zaræn leans back in his chair. He places his legs on the table and crosses them, then folds his hands leaving his index fingers extended. He taps his fingers against his chin and gives Morrigan's naked form an appraising look. He then grins and says non nonchalantly.
"Well I suppose that's the end of that game then. Still you are right I have you at a disadvantage. Perhaps we should play a different game. Winner takes all?"
He springs to his feet and moves across the room. He pulls her into his arms and says wickedly.
"Though I should warn you. I cheat at this one as well..."
He then demonstrates just how skilled he is with his hands...and his lips...and his tongue.
<Fade to black.>
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on Apr 19, 2016 18:41:53 GMT -8
This was just what Morrigan had been hoping for, and she grinned as Zaræn surveyed her body, turning slightly to the side so he could survey her backside, as well. "Winner takes all? I think I can work with that." Turning back to him, she chuckled as she was swept into his arms, and her eyes gleamed mirthfully as her hair was overwhelmed by passionate pink coloring; had he wondered what emotion that color denoted before, there could be no questioning, now. "Who doesn't?" He wasn't the only one with skills.. this was going to be fun.
<Fade to black.. and fade back in much later>
Several hours later, Morrigan rolled over and sat up on the edge Zaræn's bed with a luxurious stretch, then sighed. "That was a decidedly pleasant way to spend my evening. Thank you for the delightful distraction, Zaræn." She cast a smile over her shoulder at him, then stood and began to gather her clothing. She couldn't stay there forever, after all, even if it was extremely tempting. He was one of the best lovers she'd ever had; their similar temperaments helped, too. Pleasantly sore, she pulled on her clothing piece by piece, humming softly with a satisfied smile on her lips.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 19, 2016 18:55:44 GMT -8
Zaræn rolled onto his side so he can watch her dress. He has no intention of getting up. One of the benefits of being your own boss and wealthy was setting your own hours. He gives her a grin at her words. She was certainly right! This had been one of the most pleasant evenings he had in a while.
"Indeed mon-chere, we will have to do this again sometime. I haven't had this much fun since Count Aseil's twin daughters wanted to disappoint their father. If your hungry feel free to order something from the kitchens before you go. Tell them I said it was on me."
With that he leans back and closes his eyes.
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on Apr 19, 2016 19:19:43 GMT -8
In the process of pulling her dress on over her head, Morrigan's muffled laughter was heard at Zaræn's words, and then her laughing face appeared through the neck of the dress as she tugged it down. Settling the fabric on her body, she arched a brow at him and grinned. "I measure up to twins, hm? That is quite the compliment. My ego thanks you." Finding the ribbon which had held her hair earlier, she pulled the mass of mahogany, currently threaded with amused pale yellow, back into a tail settled high upon her head. Then she crossed the floor to his bedside and leaned down, giving the lounging Zaræn a quick, hard kiss, before pulling away.
"I appreciate the offer, but I think I'll pass." Grinning down at him, she arched a brow. "Perhaps next time, I can show you my boudoir." Drawing back out of any potential reach, she turned toward the door, giving him a farewell wave of fluttering fingers as she made her departure. "Until next time, au revoir, Zaræn." Humming merrily in that hypnotically lovely voice of hers, Morrigan flounced down the stairs, through the tavern's main room, and out into the street. Once there, she summoned a spherical crystal in one hand, which sat poised upon her fingertips. She gazed into it for a moment, then let it drop; when it impacted the cobblestones below her, it shattered, sending up a puff of silvery reflective dust that enveloped her person. When it disappeared moments later, Morrigan was gone.
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Zax Gearpinch
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 13
Physical Description: Zax stands at three foot three he is taller than most other members of his race. His eye's are a piercing red a common trait among his species.
Clothes and Equipment: Zax wears a goblin sized set of Leather Studded armor. He also carries with him a short sword and a lute.
Registered: Apr 20, 2016 18:01:24 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Gearpinch on Apr 20, 2016 22:02:46 GMT -8
A goblin wearing a set of studded leather armor and holding a lute steps into the bar his eye's a burning red shining in the poorly lit bar. He walked slowly to a table in the middle tavern ignoring the many sets of eyes that focused on him as he went. The bard jumped onto the table and looked to his fellow patrons a devious smile upon his face. Suddenly the goblin burst into song tapping his foot as he went, "Goblins peak and goblins crawl, Then we open bricked up walls, Goblins jump and goblins walk, Sneaky through the walls we stalk.
Goblins find and goblins dig, and then we find new trap to rig, Goblins laugh and goblins sing, When the food-bell start to ring.
Goblins crawl and goblins peak, and then we stab 'til no more speak, Goblins walk and goblins jump, flay the meat up on the stump.
Goblins happy to be home, so good to crunch on human bone, Goblins feed the goblin's pet, Then we go, more traps to set." When the song was done the goblin bowed his hand out expectantly pointing to the patrons the same devious smile on his face.
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 21, 2016 10:32:25 GMT -8
The tavern owner and the well dressed lady have been gone a long time. Long enough for him to have finished his meal as well as a second glass of Carmean Red. Kalum did not know the particulars of poker or all its variants, but could only assume that the two were either almost done or were about to partake in more pleasurable activities. It was now or never to complete his job.
Kalum placed enough coin to pay for his meal and drinks with a little bit of a tip. He made an appearance of getting up and heading towards the previously occupied table from The Inquisitor and his colleague. It was a corner table, well dressed in shadows, and with so many patrons, it would be very difficult to see what he did next. He turned himself into the very shadows surrounding him, and like a shadow, was only seen upon the floors, traversing in complete silence. By using other people's shadows as cover for his own, with many to choose from, he glided his way into the back, seeking the forge and the golem plans.
Once the forges were found and large amounts of metal were identifiable, Kalum took a small black gem out of his pocket. This gem was meant to scan any completed war machine plans as well as prototypes, it had multiple enchantments on it which would allow it to perform its task on its own accord and disappear into a wisp of black smoke once completed, traveling to whomever contracted Kalum for this job. Leaving the gem to float around, stay hidden and do it's work. Kalum would copy his previous 'Shadow Walk' and reappear in the booth he originally disappeared from.
One final task for him was to drink a small elixir, meant to utterly wipe his memories of the last few minutes from when he first 'Shadow Walked' that evening. This giving him an alibi should someone get the notion to question him under the utility of a truth spell.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 21, 2016 15:00:33 GMT -8
The tavern owner and the well dressed lady have been gone a long time. Long enough for him to have finished his meal as well as a second glass of Carmean Red. Kalum did not know the particulars of poker or all its variants, but could only assume that the two were either almost done or were about to partake in more pleasurable activities. It was now or never to complete his job. Kalum placed enough coin to pay for his meal and drinks with a little bit of a tip. He made an appearance of getting up and heading towards the previously occupied table from The Inquisitor and his colleague. It was a corner table, well dressed in shadows, and with so many patrons, it would be very difficult to see what he did next. He turned himself into the very shadows surrounding him, and like a shadow, was only seen upon the floors, traversing in complete silence. By using other people's shadows as cover for his own, with many to choose from, he glided his way into the back, seeking the forge and the golem plans. Once the forges were found and large amounts of metal were identifiable, Kalum took a small black gem out of his pocket. This gem was meant to scan any completed war machine plans as well as prototypes, it had multiple enchantments on it which would allow it to perform its task on its own accord and disappear into a wisp of black smoke once completed, traveling to whomever contracted Kalum for this job. Leaving the gem to float around, stay hidden and do it's work. Kalum would copy his previous 'Shadow Walk' and reappear in the booth he originally disappeared from. One final task for him was to drink a small elixir, meant to utterly wipe his memories of the last few minutes from when he first 'Shadow Walked' that evening. This giving him an alibi should someone get the notion to question him under the utility of a truth spell. Unfortunatly for Kalum things did not go as smoothly as he might have liked. More specifically, when he crossed the threshold into Zaræn's workshop things went rather poorly. The door slammed shut and wards flared to life, preventing exit by any means both physical and magical. Then in the back corner a very large golem gets to it's feet. The floor shudders as it stomps towards the intruder. Suddenly Zaræn's friendly voice sounds. "Bonjour! If you are hearing this you entered my workshop without my permission. This was a very poor choice. I recommend laying down on the floor with your hands on your head. If you don't my creation is under orders to break every bone in your body. Sorry mon-ami, but state secrets and all that."
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Zax Gearpinch
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 13
Physical Description: Zax stands at three foot three he is taller than most other members of his race. His eye's are a piercing red a common trait among his species.
Clothes and Equipment: Zax wears a goblin sized set of Leather Studded armor. He also carries with him a short sword and a lute.
Registered: Apr 20, 2016 18:01:24 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Gearpinch on Apr 21, 2016 16:02:34 GMT -8
Finished with his song the goblin jumped down and walked to the bar. He heaved himself up onto a stool that was about as tall as he was. Zax looked to the bartender and in his almost childlike voice said, "How much for a pint of ale my good man?" He seemed almost too confident especially for a goblin.
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 21, 2016 18:48:03 GMT -8
Kalum could only chuckle to himself. Making a rookie mistake of actually entering the damn target area and getting stuck in a trap. What was he, back in his childhood? Well, if the door closed on its own, then he can figure that he would not be able to leave. "Well, jail time isn't always bad. Also far easier to get out of." He slowly gets to his knees, pulling out his little crystal and letting it fly itself into the rafters while also scanning the now active golem. Just cause it couldn't escape now, didn't mean it couldn't get out inside someone's pocket.
Kalum went onto his stomach and placed his arms on his head. Actually, a rather comfortable position, he would nap until someone came to release him. Probably wont be till the owner himself came back in.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 21, 2016 19:55:30 GMT -8
(Zax Gearpinch.)
The bartender eyes the little goblin curiously. Odd him singing songs and panhandling without permission. The goblin was lucky the boss wasn't overly cruel. The bartender points at the drinks list for reference.
"Five copper for a bottle of embers, six copper for hammers blow."
(Kallum.)
Zaræn was just settling into his post coital nap, when he noticed his alarm stone blinking. How long had that been on? Someone had tried to break into his forge? Really who was that silly? Sighing the bar owner throws on his pants and shirt and heads downstairs.
It was roughly several hours later for Kalum. Once the man had assumed the position the forge golem had planted a massive foot on his back. Though it didn't crush him, it was uncomfortable and kept him pinned in place. Zaræn walked in but left the wards up. No sense in taking any risks, he glances at the man on the ground. Hmmm who was this guy? Instead of talking to him right away Zaræn pokes in a random pile until he finds... AH! There it was. He pulls out a metal collar walks over to the prone figure and snaps it on his neck. Not much the man could really do to stop him.
"So mon-amie what bring you to my forge?"
Kalum would find himself incapable of lying or dissembling the truth. The collar had a potent enchantment that compelled on to speak truthfully. Once of hundred of items Zaræn kept just laying around.
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 21, 2016 20:15:27 GMT -8
Though the foot on his back did make it uncomfortable, he had been in far worse and slept like a rock in the riverbed. Kalum was lightly snoring when Zaraen finally came back to the forge and placed the neck brace on him. This finally getting his snoring to waver and for him to wake up. While Zaraen asked his question, Kalum just yawned and scratched his cheek while he was still trying to fight off the groggy feeling of a nice nap. "Oh, morning already? Honestly i thought you would have been here far sooner than now. What, did the lovely high class lady keep you that busy with poker? Or did you get nasty?" Kalum couldn't help but chuckle at his quip to avoid answering the question.
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Zax Gearpinch
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 13
Physical Description: Zax stands at three foot three he is taller than most other members of his race. His eye's are a piercing red a common trait among his species.
Clothes and Equipment: Zax wears a goblin sized set of Leather Studded armor. He also carries with him a short sword and a lute.
Registered: Apr 20, 2016 18:01:24 GMT -8
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Post by Zax Gearpinch on Apr 21, 2016 21:07:36 GMT -8
The goblin reached into his pocket and pulled out ten copper pieces. He placed them on the bar and struggled to count out five of them having to restart multiple times. Eventually he was able to get five coins and handed them to the bartender, "I'll take one of 'em embers of bottles or whatever you Humies call 'em!" Zax put the remaining coins back into his bag whistling a tune as he did. "If yah don't mind, I was wonderin' if yah knew of someone in need of a goblin bard or any form of companion for that mattah."
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 22, 2016 13:39:26 GMT -8
(Zax Gearpinch.)
The bartender grabs a bottle of dying embers and pops the top. He then slides the pale ale over to the goblin, wondering briefly if the creature could read. He clearly had some difficulty counting. He also wondered what the boss was doing. Someone had triggered the defense wards in the back forge. That couldn't be good.
"No that I am aware of, sorry. Could try asking around I suppose, but most people here now are students or locals."
(Kallum.)
Zaræn stood up straight and stretched his back. He sort of regretted putting on pants for this. Ah well, sometimes there was business that he couldn't take pleasure in. He strolls over to his work bench and grabs a chair. He settles it down in front of the still pinned man and sits.
"Mon-ami, if you think it is nasty then you are doing it wrong. Now why don't you save us both some time and answer my question. Or did you actually think I would forget just because you dodged the question. I don't want to force you to talk, but I can. That golem is powered by an elder fire elemental. Imagine what it's foot could do to your back if I let it heat you up. I don't want to do that, not my style. Still state sercrets require judicious protection, n'est ce pas?"
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 22, 2016 15:17:41 GMT -8
Kalum could only sigh at Zaraen's direct way of speaking. "You know, for a massive flirt you certainly know how to turn off your suave demeanor. Well, as for why I am here, you kinda answered that yourself, state secrets and all that." A few chuckles escape his lips. "Though, you need to learn a little more discretion. I would not have guessed the power source of your golem here for quite some time, nor would my contractor."
He goes back to relaxing on the ground, though still pinned. "Unfortunately, I can't say anything more on that. It would break my code to reveal too much on a contractor until two months after their most recent contract."
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 22, 2016 18:08:42 GMT -8
Zaraen leans back in his chair and chuckles at Kalum's words. The man certainly knew how to try and dodge a question.
"Mon-ami wouldn't you find it rather odd if I flirted with you right now? Not that you need to worry about that. You are not my type."
The bar owner laughs at the comment about the power source.
"If your contractor couldn't have guessed, than he would have gotten know where with my schematics. I am hardly the first mage to think to try and bind an elemental to a construct. Just the first to succeed! Well the first I am aware of at any rate. Now lets move on to the million gold question. Is your code worth your life mon-ami? Tell me who your contractor is and tell me how you planned to give him my schematics. Given that I don't see them on you, you must have used something else to get them."
The golems foot begins to increase in temperature. It is rather uncomfortable.
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 22, 2016 19:57:11 GMT -8
"Hmm, well, firstly, I said I would not have guessed. My contractor on the other hand, who is to say, I do not know him nor know her face. I just had the mission placed to me in one of my es and a black crystal meant to record your golem here. As for having it on me, I kinda can't reach it as my chest is currently trying to form a crater in your floor." Kalum brings a hand to his face and starts fanning himself. "Hmm, maybe i should ask you to turn it up a bit more. It is starting to feel like my favorite Soraian sauna, The Boneyards. As for my code, that is literally the only thing worth his life to a blade of hire. If I did not follow my own code, then no contractor would trust me, no gold would come in, and I would soon be homeless." There would be a second crystal in Kalum's front pocket, though that would be a decoy to the one already containing scanned details on the construct holding Kalum down.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 23, 2016 13:23:26 GMT -8
"Your exact words were: I would not have guessed the source of power, nor would my contractor. Mon-ami if you are going to try and be clever it helps if you keep track of what you say. Also you and I both know that if you sell out your contractor word won't get around. Your contractor would be too busy rotting in a dungeon. As for the crystal..."
Zaræn makes a little gesture. The golem bends down and takes Kallum by the arms it then moves its foot and lifts the spy. The bar owner fetches the crystal and eyes it. He moves over to a desk and examines it for a few minutes. After a time he chucks it into a pile.
"That one was empty. So it was either a decoy or you didn't get your scan. Tell me which mon-ami."
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Kalum Fortune
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 32
Physical Description: A slender individual standing at 5'6". He is by no means a strong looking man, nor a man one would look at for the profession he takes joy in.
Clothes and Equipment: His clothing is a rather high moderate class outfit, with long, loose sleeves and leather gloves. The shirts themselves are usually a gentlemanly button up shirt, either colored blue or black with matching hats and pants to complete the ensemble.
These outfits are mainly a distraction, as within those sleeves, shirt, legs, and even his shoes are many blades. These range from throwing knives, to poisoned blades and hidden blades attached just within the wrists of the jacket.
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Kalum Fortune on Apr 23, 2016 14:13:00 GMT -8
Kalum just shrugged, "Assumptions, most people wouldn't have correctly made an elder elemental into a golem power source, by your own volition. Was just my thoughts. I honestly don't know who the contractor is, as for the crystal, I don't know where it went. Once activated, it left somewhere else in the room. Should be a little black crystal like the one you just took from my pocket." A blank stare was still on Kalum's face, staring at Zaraen. "Think you can get this thing to let me go now? My contract is over with failure, and now I need to find some new work outside of Gauldin for a while."
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 23, 2016 18:30:51 GMT -8
Zaræn nods in understanding. He searches among the pile of artifacts for a moment and emerges with something that looks like a spider. He brings it over to his work bench and pokes it with a few tools. After a moment the spider springs to life. The bar owner offers it a whiff of the black crystal. The spider sniffs at it and after a moments time scuttles around the room and to the roof. The other crystal is found and destroyed by the spider. Smiling Zaræn returns to the cut throat. "Let you go mon-ami? You are a criminal! I am not letting you go I am sending you to jail. The guards should be here..." Zaræn drops the wards around the room and a group of guards accompanied by a mage step in. The mage slaps a wrist band on Kalum. The guards slap manacles on him. Once this is done the golem finally releases him. The spy is then marched out of the inn and out of the city. <Kalum is forced to exit to The Bastille.>
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