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 Jul 26, 2016 15:59:47 GMT -8
Zaræn eyes the two his brilliant mind making connections and deductions. The grin remains present and his gaze falls first to Sione.
"Mon cher, how do you know everything is good when you haven't tried anything yourself? I'd be offended that you weren't dining if you weren't undead. I am guessing a guardian spirit of some kind?"
The bar keeper then turns to the boy.
"I am glad you are enjoying your meal, but water is a poor companion to rabbit."
Zaræn raises the hand with the bottle in it and waves to one of his waitresses. A moment later she comes bearing another one which Zaræn slides to the boy.
"With my compliments mon amie. It is an apple cider with a hint of lemon, less than 2% so no need to worry about getting drunk. I think you will enjoy it!"
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Efrik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: 16
Physical Description: Efrik stands roughly five foot six inches tall and weighs about 120 pounds. He is still thin for his height and build, but has filled out considerably in the past few days. Shoulder length brown hair is typically kept tied back with a piece of twine given to him by Sione, and his brown eyes are perceptive and inquisitive like a young child's.
Clothes and Equipment: ...
Efrik wears simple clothes Sione purchased for him. Good quality leather boots and a long dark brown water-proofed cloak taken from a dead bandit round out his current attire.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 18:47:05 GMT -8
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Post by Efrik on Aug 7, 2016 9:45:00 GMT -8
Efrik had no idea what apple cider was, or what the man meant by "two percent." However, he found himself less nervous somehow. Instead of looking to Sione to alleviate his fear, his look was one of query. Did she think it was safe to drink what the man had brought? Apples were sweet, though he had few in his life, but if the rest of the unknown description was dangerous, he was sure she would let him know.
"Thanks," he said to Viddik, lifting his eyes from the table to meet the man's.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 12:02:22 GMT -8
For several long moments, Sione didn't react to the man's very astute observation as to her nature. And then her lips slowly tilted into something that was nearly a smirk. She glanced at Efrik when he gave her a questioning look, and she leaned closer to sniff at the beverage, then once she was satisfied it was safe, she drew away with a nod to the boy that said it was safe. Then her attention turned to the fellow, and the almost-smirk reappeared.
"You're very observant, Mister Viddik. I'll say that your guess is correct and avoid the details, as they're unnecessary. Efrik here is my charge - he wanted to see the capital, and so I helped him find his way here. Now he has it in his head that he needs to see the king and tell him about the deplorable condition of things in his hometown of Bayonne." Her tone said that she wasn't sure it would be possible, but that she'd try nonetheless.
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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 Aug 8, 2016 18:54:23 GMT -8
Zaræn smiles at the boy. Mildly amused that Efrik sought the spirits approval before drinking.
"You are welcome. Let me know what you think, eh?"
He then returns Sione's smirk.
"Being observant is a necessity for a good bartender mon cher. Paying attention to details is how you retain customers."
He then taps the side of his chin contemplating her quest.
"You wish to see the king? That is no easy task, mes amis. Do you have a plan?"
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Efrik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: 16
Physical Description: Efrik stands roughly five foot six inches tall and weighs about 120 pounds. He is still thin for his height and build, but has filled out considerably in the past few days. Shoulder length brown hair is typically kept tied back with a piece of twine given to him by Sione, and his brown eyes are perceptive and inquisitive like a young child's.
Clothes and Equipment: ...
Efrik wears simple clothes Sione purchased for him. Good quality leather boots and a long dark brown water-proofed cloak taken from a dead bandit round out his current attire.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 18:47:05 GMT -8
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Post by Efrik on Aug 18, 2016 18:29:31 GMT -8
Since their arrival in the city, or perhaps even before, Efrik had survived on the idea that he could meet the king and explain the situation in Bayonne and its criminal elements. To hear Sione speak of it like it was some childish and impossible task crushed his spirits.
He looked down at his half-eaten meal, pushing the drink that Viddik had brought him away. Maybe it was impossible. Maybe the king wouldn't care -- didn't care about the people that didn't dine with him in his castle. Certainly the crime in Bayonne was rampant, as if it were endorsed by the law itself.
"No," was all he managed to say.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 18:41:55 GMT -8
Sione glanced at Efrik, sensing the change in his mood, and ducked her head in an attempt to catch his gaze. Her expression was clearly asking him what was wrong, and she didn't look away from him even as she replied to Zaraen's question.
"No. I was intending to ask around the city and try to find a way to make it possible. See if perhaps the king has a day where he hears the entreaties of his citizens. Does he do such a thing, Mister Viddik? And if not, do you know of any way we might be able to get in to see him?"
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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 Aug 18, 2016 20:54:13 GMT -8
Zaræn also notices the boys disquiet. He can fathom a guess. He was a young idealist, Sione's realism likely struck the boy as patronizing. Even if the spirit did not mean it that way. Absently taking a drink of his own cider he decides not to get involved. It wasn't his job to maintain the relationship between a boy and his guardian spirit. So instead he pretends he hadn't noticed a thing and answers Sione's question.
"There is a day once a week where the king hold open court. The line for that though is long. He sees about fifty people each week and to keep it fair it's done by lottery. Usually about five hundred or so people show up. So it is long odds for you to get in. I know other ways to see the king, but most of those wouldn't be open to you. They require money or political acumen. The only other way would be befriending a noble and getting him to invite you along to a party."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Sept 9, 2016 9:47:18 GMT -8
Tristian entered the establishment alongside Duke Nicolas Soult, looking around curiously. He found the place to be exactly what he'd expected, and what he needed. Someplace relaxed and friendly. And if the scents on the air were to be believed - not to mention the rumors on the street about the place's unique drink menu - it was going to be an excellent day. He glanced at Nicolas and grinned, inclining his head in a nod.
"Very nice place. I'll have to remember it in the future." This random encounter was turning out to be a very good thing. He was having an excellent day. And perhaps it would only get more so.
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Duke Nicolas Soult
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 290
Age: 27
Physical Description: He is a taller man, standing at 6'2" and weighing about 200lbs. He is fairly lean, and exercises regularly in addition to training, making him incredibly fit. He has brown hair and green eyes that go well with his tanned skin.
Clothes and Equipment: He maintains a modest attire, preferring simple, well-fitted clothing to the gaudy outifts worn by some of Gauldin's other nobility. A black shirt with his family's crest on it (an eagle) combined with gray pants is his preferred attire when not in battle. In battle he wears heavier armor, usually plate without the helmet. A longsword permanently adorns his hip, the blade a family heirloom enchanted by a storm being aeons ago. Lightning crackles up and diwn the blade when it is wielded with the intent to kill.
Registered: Jun 1, 2016 6:56:38 GMT -8
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Post by Duke Nicolas Soult on Sept 12, 2016 16:46:05 GMT -8
"The man who runs this place is...one of a kind. Never met a man like him, let's hope he is in today."
Lord Soult flagged down one of the servers of the place. Any other time at any other place he may have subtly flashed his house's insignia, but he figured that if the Tavern's staff were anything like the owner, such a stunt was not likely to serve him well.
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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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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Sept 15, 2016 12:33:13 GMT -8
Zaræn is indeed keeping bar today. When he spots Nicolas he smiles and waves.
"Nicolas mon ami! What brings you to my bar? And you brought a friend! Come, come you two. I have a new brew you simply must try."
The bartender waves to the seats before him. Pulling three unlabeled bottles from under the counter and popping the lids off with his thumb. No mean trick to do, but he manages it with ease.
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Sept 16, 2016 6:45:16 GMT -8
Tristian's gaze swept toward the bar when someone called out to his new acquaintance, and he eyed the unknown man thoughtfully for a moment. But considering he'd been invited over alongside Lord Soult, he decided it would be rude not to accept! And so with a bemused glance briefly cast toward Nicolas, he accompanied the Gauldish lord over to the bar. With one of the bottles offered his way, he accepted it with a nod.
"Thank you, sir." He raised the bottle to his lips and took an experimental sip.
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Duke Nicolas Soult
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 290
Age: 27
Physical Description: He is a taller man, standing at 6'2" and weighing about 200lbs. He is fairly lean, and exercises regularly in addition to training, making him incredibly fit. He has brown hair and green eyes that go well with his tanned skin.
Clothes and Equipment: He maintains a modest attire, preferring simple, well-fitted clothing to the gaudy outifts worn by some of Gauldin's other nobility. A black shirt with his family's crest on it (an eagle) combined with gray pants is his preferred attire when not in battle. In battle he wears heavier armor, usually plate without the helmet. A longsword permanently adorns his hip, the blade a family heirloom enchanted by a storm being aeons ago. Lightning crackles up and diwn the blade when it is wielded with the intent to kill.
Registered: Jun 1, 2016 6:56:38 GMT -8
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Post by Duke Nicolas Soult on Sept 21, 2016 4:12:25 GMT -8
"Zaraen! It is good to see you my friend. This is Lord Tristian Seryl, I met him at the market a few minutes ago."
He took a sip of the bottle, knowing from past experience that whatever was in it was likely of excellent quality and taste.
"This is excellent, one of your own brew?"
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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 Sept 21, 2016 17:00:39 GMT -8
The beverage is indeed one of Zaræn's better brews. It tastes vaguely of honey but with notes of cinnamon and chocolate. Creating a sweet beverage that is wonderfully complex without being too sweet. Zaræn takes a swig himself.
"Yes my newest batch. I've been experimenting with meads. So Nicolas how are things going with Len? And what brings you and your friend to my bar? Just looking for a good time? Or just stopping in on more pressing business?"
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Sept 21, 2016 17:35:46 GMT -8
Tristian got a thoughtfully appreciative look as the flavor of the beverage washed across his tongue. He lowered the bottle and eyed it, then nodded.
"This is exceptional. And you made this? My compliments, Mister Viddik." Tristian took another swig and then lowered the bottle, before grinning as he nodded to the man.
"It's quite funny, really. Lord Soult stumbled across me in the market while ring shopping for my intended, and claimed he knew a man who made the most exceptional one-of-a-kind rings." Tristian arched a brow as he looked at Zaraen. So, a brewmaster and a jewelrymaker? Interesting combination.
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Duke Nicolas Soult
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 290
Age: 27
Physical Description: He is a taller man, standing at 6'2" and weighing about 200lbs. He is fairly lean, and exercises regularly in addition to training, making him incredibly fit. He has brown hair and green eyes that go well with his tanned skin.
Clothes and Equipment: He maintains a modest attire, preferring simple, well-fitted clothing to the gaudy outifts worn by some of Gauldin's other nobility. A black shirt with his family's crest on it (an eagle) combined with gray pants is his preferred attire when not in battle. In battle he wears heavier armor, usually plate without the helmet. A longsword permanently adorns his hip, the blade a family heirloom enchanted by a storm being aeons ago. Lightning crackles up and diwn the blade when it is wielded with the intent to kill.
Registered: Jun 1, 2016 6:56:38 GMT -8
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Post by Duke Nicolas Soult on Sept 24, 2016 18:24:58 GMT -8
"Things are going very well, indeed, that is part of the reason I am here. I am also in the market for a ring, to go with my family's diamond. I saw the ring you gave Morrigan and it was stunning, and Len absolutely loved it."
He spoke fast, clearly nervous about what he was doing.
"Lord Seryl here was also in the market so I suggested we stop by here to see if you could help."
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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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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Sept 24, 2016 20:28:18 GMT -8
Zaræn raises an eyebrow in mild surprise. He didn't really make a habit of doing custom jobs for people. Still Soult was a friend so he'd make the man a ring. And well if he was going to do it for Soult he couldn't turn down Seryl. So ultimately he smiles at the two men.
"Well mon amies, I think I could make you two rings for your amours. For you Nicolas it will be easy. Len is dear to my heart. So making a custom ring that matches her will be as easy as breathing."
The bartenders eyes flick to Lord Seryl and he says graciously.
"For you Lord Seryl I need to know of your amour. Tell me of her, speak your hearts truth and fear no judgement."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Sept 24, 2016 20:45:23 GMT -8
Tristian smiled at Zaraen's consent to making them both rings. And then he got sort of a deer-in-the-headlights sort of look as the man asked about Nyx. It was a look of, 'How do I put into words what I love about this woman?' Especially in front of others. And even more so when the others were two men he'd just met. Finally, he closed his eyes and let himself envision Nyx. As he did so, he couldn't help but smile.
"She's.. utterly beautiful. And it's not just because she has a lovely face. She has a big, loving heart - she manages to stay kind, and sweet, despite what's happened to her family, her people. She's strong of spirit, and so intelligent - her mind is sharp. She believes in doing the right thing, always, and will twist herself into knots to do it. But she's so delicate, so sweet and fragile, like a flower. That's what she reminds me of.. lilies. Unique, delicate but strong, unbelievably vibrant. And her eyes are so blue.. like the sky, like the sea.. bluer than anything I've ever seen before. They stare right into my soul. She brought me back to life when it felt like everything had died and I had nothing. She is.. everything to me." Opening his eyes, Tristian looked utterly happy and in love, a small smile on his face and brown eyes shining. Then he blushed slightly and cleared his throat, taking a sip of the drink in his hand. Embarrassing. But if this man was going to make a ring for Nyx, he needed the truth. He needed to know how Tristian felt. Those words came from his soul.
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Duke Nicolas Soult
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 290
Age: 27
Physical Description: He is a taller man, standing at 6'2" and weighing about 200lbs. He is fairly lean, and exercises regularly in addition to training, making him incredibly fit. He has brown hair and green eyes that go well with his tanned skin.
Clothes and Equipment: He maintains a modest attire, preferring simple, well-fitted clothing to the gaudy outifts worn by some of Gauldin's other nobility. A black shirt with his family's crest on it (an eagle) combined with gray pants is his preferred attire when not in battle. In battle he wears heavier armor, usually plate without the helmet. A longsword permanently adorns his hip, the blade a family heirloom enchanted by a storm being aeons ago. Lightning crackles up and diwn the blade when it is wielded with the intent to kill.
Registered: Jun 1, 2016 6:56:38 GMT -8
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Post by Duke Nicolas Soult on Sept 26, 2016 13:21:42 GMT -8
Lord Soult was just about to thank Zaraen when Tristian spoke up, and he paused, mesmerized by the man's description. Nicolas doubted he could put his thoughts on Eleniel so eloquently, so passionately.
He stood there with a blank expression on his face for only a moment when the other Lord was done speaking and quickly recovered to say his thanks.
"Thank you Zaraen, I am severely indebted to you for this, in addition to whatever payment you require."
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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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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Sept 26, 2016 17:33:17 GMT -8
Zaræn grins at Lord Seryl. Wondering if he looked so blissful when speaking of Morrigan. A question for another day. Nodding at the man he says with a nod of the head.
"That should be quite alright."
Then to Soult he says with a laugh.
"Think nothing of it, Nicolas. You and Len are my friends. All I will ask in payment is that you cover the cost of the materials used. I will have a receipt for you when you come to pick up the rings. I should be done by the end of the week."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Sept 26, 2016 20:36:48 GMT -8
Thankful that neither of the other two men seemed inclined to rib him for his waxing eloquent on his fiancee's qualities, Tristian was able to will the blush away and, after another swig of his drink, inclined his head in thanks to Zaraen.
"Excellent. I'll return in a week to retrieve it, then. If it's as excellent as Lord Soult claims it will be - and I have no doubt of your skills - it'll be worth every copper." Tristian was suddenly glad he'd been saving his earnings, which were substantial. He took another sip of his drink and couldn't help but grin. He couldn't wait to see the look on Nyx's face when he gave her the ring. It should be priceless. He tipped his bottle to Zaraen in an informal toast.
"To new acquaintances and the women in our lives - and my thanks to you for doing me a great service."
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