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 Feb 17, 2016 21:39:05 GMT -8
 "Well I'll be, three leylines. Wonder why more people don't come here."
- Akuna, local Medanese spiritual medium.One of the many shrines that humans have instinctively built to tap into the world's magic in bygone ages. These little shrines represent places where the realm of magic and spirits is closest to the mortal realm. This place greatly magnifies a mage's power and makes it easier for mediums to talk to the dead. That said, the clearing doesn't actually look very unique and is rarely frequented. Aside from the temple, it's just an ordinary clearing, well-suited for a picnic or casual date. Regular people who are not attuned to mana or the spirit world would sense nothing. Long term exposure however can lead to minor, temporary conditions such as moodiness, anxiety, depression, and a tingling, electrical sensation in the spine, ears, and lower abdomen. This place is also home to a variety of strange, wonderful insects. They ingest mana and are very useful as potion/alchemy ingredients. 
There is nothing dangerous about the place, nor is it particularly difficult to reach. It's just plain forgotten about... at least by most people.
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Zar'Dura the Listener
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 250 
Age: 19
Physical Description: At 6'3", Zar'Dura is somewhat small, even for a female Orc, and she is not as muscular as most. Her skin is a greenish-brownish-grey color that is common to her race, and her features, while not what humans would consider beautiful, are delicate for her kind, with full lips and two small tusks protruding upward from behind her lower lip. Her eyes are a startling amber-gold color, and her hair is black, worn in tightly-bound ropes often adorned with charms and rings carved of wood and stone.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, she can be seen wearing a set of fur-and-leather robes, adorned with fangs, claws, and a single wolf femur, with a single strap that lays across her right shoulder, leaving the other bare. Occasionally, she wears armor of leather and iron, created for her by her parents. Her usual equipment consists of a simple wooden staff carved with runes.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 10, 2016 19:17:02 GMT -8
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Post by Zar'Dura the Listener on Feb 18, 2016 12:25:00 GMT -8
The sudden pull of being transported in such a way by Echoes' magics was disorienting, to the point that Zar'Dura staggered slightly when they manifested at their destination. But it was a brief sensation, quickly drowned out by the surging sound of the spiritual nexus that surrounded them. Her eyes closed as the ever-present chatter of the wind was lost in the murmuring of the earth and the whispers of the spiritual plane. With only her ears to guide her, she wandered away from the group, following the ebb and flow of the resonance, meandering through the clearing until she found the exact spot where the sound of the spiritual plane was loudest.
Sinking to the earth, Zar'Dura folded her legs in front of her, resting her staff across her lap and placing her hands on her knees as her head tilted back. The magics of this place pulsed around her like the thrumming of a slowly-beating heart, and she found herself swaying slightly from side to side as it washed over her, and even through her. Her breathing came to match the tempo, and even her heart began to fall into sync, the natural rhythm of this place overtaking her.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Feb 18, 2016 12:48:04 GMT -8
Jun chuckled when she saw how disoriented the others were. She was used to teleporting short distances in combat, and though this wasn't quite the same, it still prepared her for the after effects. She fondly remembered learning how to do it from her grandmother and how many times she threw up the first few months. It was one of the most difficult skills to master for a mage.
Speaking of which, she also felt the effects of the clearing. It was an odd feeling indeed. It was like she was being watched from all directions by loved ones she didn't even know she had. That sensation of someone familiar that occasionally passes by you even though there was no one in the room, only multiplied by a hundred.
"Woah... I should come here more often." The power she felt was warm and comforting, but at the same time she felt like she could crush boulders with her mind if she wanted to without a second thought.
If anything went wrong, healing should present little difficulty.
She found a comfortable tree to lean on and watched Zar'Dura do her thing.
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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 Feb 18, 2016 13:35:53 GMT -8
Zar'Dura's meditations would bring her closer to the spiritual realm. There were many presences all around her, but what she was truly searching for was the faintest one of all, a being which barely even existed, the quietest voice. Zar'Dura would be unable to sense temporal distortions, so she would have to seek out the voice that was most interested in speaking to their party despite its lack of gravitas. Where is my wife? I must find peace. The king will pay for what he's done! Daddy? I should not have sought so much power. Daddy? I must be avenged! I am at peace, I am finally free. The gods, they do exist! I want to enter the next life, but I'm lost. Daddy? Who are they? They look weird. I can't wait to be born! Their time will come, soon. The dragon, he was too much! Who are you? You don't belong here. "Daddy?" If she could get a fix on it, she'd recognize it as a little boy, about 5 years old. Its existence wouldn't flicker like before. His father would sense the temporal distortion as being much more prominent, though still rather small. The temporal ghost would hover above Zar'Dura. The rest of the party would sense none of this, not even Jun. |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 22, 2024 9:44:18 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2016 14:12:07 GMT -8
Suddenly, Kold'Ron would be somewhere else, making him stagger upon the new floor and grunt aloud in a panicked state. Looking around him, huffing loudly, his eyes opened wide. This was a beautiful place. The scenery, the idol ahead. And most importantly, the vibes that crawled over him like the fresh air from the Mountains.
He viewed Zar'Dura, meditating in front of him. How badly he wished to join, but this was her time. He was the mere assistant of such a task. He sighed, standing there with closed eyes, a hand covering his eyes as he sighed aloud, obviously in pain. But it subsided after a minute, and he resumed walking towards Jun, not saying anything, just waiting for something to occur.
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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 Feb 18, 2016 15:38:15 GMT -8
"Soon, soon." Echoes whispers to the lingering presence. It was time to get started, he launches his three silver spheres into the air. They expand and grow, moving out to circle the srhine. Echoes also approaches the shrine, and withdrawing the sword he drives into the ground within the center. He makes a few complicated gestures, and the silver orbs begin emitting blue light. The form a complex pattern that shifts and moves before the eyes. Moving in the air through and around the shrine.  A series of runes appears before Echoes, and he begins editing them. |
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Konan
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73
Age: 14
Physical Description: Standing at a height of 3 feet 2 inches, Konan does not seem to be a very intimidating fellow. Like many of his race, he is of diminuitive size. Konan is what is called a halfling, an animal-like and child-like race. Halflings are generally between 2 to 4 feet tall, with animal like features, usually mammalian, although some reptilian halflings have been known to exist.
Halflings can look almost completely animal-like, with fur covering their whole body, or they can be almost human like with only some animal like features. Konan is of the latter, with only large furry ears and a tail manifesting itself. His feet also seem to be small paws, which are quick and allow for quick agile movements.
Konan has bleach blonde hair along with similar colored fur on his animal like parts, and dark brown eyes that hold a determined fire almost always. Although like many halflings they also hold a mischievous glint.
Clothes and Equipment: Konan is an adventurer, and therefore travels lightly. He only has one set of clothing which is actually a very lightweight but durable armor. This armor gives him as much protection while offering the greatest freedom of movement. Hidden within this armor are four enchanted daggers that seem to have peculiar markings on them.
He also carries with him an unassuming looking sword, that is about a foot in length. To a normal sized human, the sword would look nothing more than perhaps a long dagger, but to Konan it is a full fledged long sword.
Aside from this he carries a small backpack on his back that has all the essentials for traveling, along with some other unknown things.
Player's online availability : Y'know
Registered: Feb 2, 2016 20:08:00 GMT -8
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Post by Konan on Feb 18, 2016 18:08:08 GMT -8
"Woah! Teleportation! I do that too, it's so fun," Konan hopped excitedly as he appeared in a new setting, "You must be pretty good sir! I can only do it a short distance, never this far. Are we actually far from where we were before?" Konan looked around curiously, for all he knew they could be only a couple league away from where they were before. He was about to ask, in his usual over excited tone when he noticed Zar'dura begin to meditate,
"Oh right... maybe I shouldn't be too loud while they are doing there thing..." he moved over to where Jun is, "I wonder if they'll actually need our help," Konan shrugs, before continuing, "Well, if not at least we got to witness something cool, if anything cool happens."
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Zar'Dura the Listener
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 250
Age: 19
Physical Description: At 6'3", Zar'Dura is somewhat small, even for a female Orc, and she is not as muscular as most. Her skin is a greenish-brownish-grey color that is common to her race, and her features, while not what humans would consider beautiful, are delicate for her kind, with full lips and two small tusks protruding upward from behind her lower lip. Her eyes are a startling amber-gold color, and her hair is black, worn in tightly-bound ropes often adorned with charms and rings carved of wood and stone.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, she can be seen wearing a set of fur-and-leather robes, adorned with fangs, claws, and a single wolf femur, with a single strap that lays across her right shoulder, leaving the other bare. Occasionally, she wears armor of leather and iron, created for her by her parents. Her usual equipment consists of a simple wooden staff carved with runes.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 10, 2016 19:17:02 GMT -8
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Post by Zar'Dura the Listener on Feb 18, 2016 19:18:08 GMT -8
Sifting through the tumult of voices was far from easy, but Zar'Dura was nothing if not determined. A line appeared between her brows as she concentrated, pushing aside extraneous presences until she found the small one that seemed to be resting above her head. Blocking out all the other voices, she focused solely on that of the lost child, a tiny smile tilting up the corners of her lips for a fraction of a heartbeat. "Hello again, little one. Your father is here. You will be safe."
Still with her eyes closed, she found herself also tuning in on the resonance of the others, hearing the different cadences of their life forces. There was a subject that no one had yet broached.. perhaps it was up to Zar'Dura herself to introduce it. "Where are we going to acquire a vessel for the spirit?" She let the question hang heavy in the air for several long moments, before a thought occurred to her. "Kold'Ron? Know you of any way to create a body?" In theory, combining the elements of earth, wind, fire, and water, with something from Echoes to provide a tether, should be able to create a vessel that would become real with the catalyst of the spirit added in. But it was just that: Theory.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Feb 18, 2016 21:45:02 GMT -8
Jun stepped forward. "Kold'Ron is an elemental mage too?" She turns to him. "I can use those elements as well, but if so can you... maybe I can create a light construct body as a scaffold for us to combine the elements on?"
Jun stretched out her hands. "Kun kuz buld."
There was a blinding flash, and something like a human body appeared in front of them. The crystalline structure was child-sized. "I've never created a body before, this is all new to me. But if there's any place we can do it..." Jun noticed how easily the construct came to her, virtually no strain at all. This place was definitely augmenting her magic.
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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 Feb 18, 2016 21:58:45 GMT -8
As Zar'Dura finally got a lock on the spirit, she would start to feel a slight drain on her energy as the being tried to communicate.
"Tell... daddy... Cara... decided to move on... she's moving on... she forgives you... I think she'll see mommy... We'll all see mommy... someday... but I want to come back... you're too important..."
All the spellcasters would sense a pull above Zar'Dura. The energy in the area would start to drift towards this focal point, and the being's presence would become stronger and stronger.
"Tell Daddy... he couldn't find me... because we had to find him first...! Needed... to gather... energy... need energy...!"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 22, 2024 9:44:18 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2016 7:19:32 GMT -8
Kold'Ron looked to her. "No... we are mages of a different construct of magic." His english was quite fluent. He looked to Jun as the crystal form was made, wide eyes in impression. "We are Shamans of the spirit realm, involving with the earth's life as well. We are a chosen race to specifically carry out special gifts, as you can see." He referred to Zar'Dura, completely uncomfortable with the ghost. "I just truly wish Echoes is not returning the dead... that is not of highest interests." He stated, looking back to Jun, and then the body. "We will be capable of tansporting the spirit into this vessel." He stared at it, reaching downwards and ripping out a clumb of dirt and grass, sprinkling it over the crystal body, looking back to Jun. "We need a description of the child." He exclaimed.
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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 Feb 19, 2016 9:28:05 GMT -8
Echoes glances at the halfling, and gives him a smile. "As you understand such things, we will indeed go a long way. Falkreath will be, as you understand distance one hundred and seventy six kilometers, south east of here. Once you begin to see things in four dimensions, the concept of distance becomes meaningless." When Kold'Ron asks for a description of the child, Echoes takes the phial of tears from his neck, and throws it to the orc. Through the glass, memories of his children can be seen in the silvery liquid. There are two children a bow and a girl. The girl has long blond tresses and big, bright, green eyes. Her face is cherubic, still carrying traces of baby weight. The boy looks a bit older, but is clearly the younger child based on height. He was shoulder length brown hair, forest green eyes, and his face has more definition. Both children have pointed ears, clearly of elven descent.   |
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Zar'Dura the Listener
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 250
Age: 19
Physical Description: At 6'3", Zar'Dura is somewhat small, even for a female Orc, and she is not as muscular as most. Her skin is a greenish-brownish-grey color that is common to her race, and her features, while not what humans would consider beautiful, are delicate for her kind, with full lips and two small tusks protruding upward from behind her lower lip. Her eyes are a startling amber-gold color, and her hair is black, worn in tightly-bound ropes often adorned with charms and rings carved of wood and stone.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, she can be seen wearing a set of fur-and-leather robes, adorned with fangs, claws, and a single wolf femur, with a single strap that lays across her right shoulder, leaving the other bare. Occasionally, she wears armor of leather and iron, created for her by her parents. Her usual equipment consists of a simple wooden staff carved with runes.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 10, 2016 19:17:02 GMT -8
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Post by Zar'Dura the Listener on Feb 19, 2016 15:16:37 GMT -8
As the spirit began to drain her energy, Zar'Dura struggled to keep herself focused. Losing focus now could be catastrophic. Listening to the words of the spirit, once it was done speaking, she condensed them and passed them on to Echoes. "Your other child has chosen to move on. She wishes to see the mother. You couldn't find him because he had to find you, first. He needs energy.. more energy..."
That struck an idea within the shaman. "Focus on the body. I will feed this spirit." Tuning her senses to the earth, wind, and magic around them, Zar'Dura opened herself to these energies, drawing them into her person. They were then shunted onward to the spirit, so that she was, in essence, serving as a conduit between the forces of life and magic, and the spirit. The trees creaked, the wind groaned, and the magical insects fluttered about in a tizzy.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Feb 19, 2016 15:41:29 GMT -8
Jun looked into the glass as well. Then she listened to Zar'Dura's words. "Guess we need to make a young male body... Let's do this Kold'Ron." She takes a deep breath and pulls out her Draconic/English Dictionary that she made with the help of Lum'Valia and Fundor. "Ok... Lahspaan, drun verin kotin daar kopraan... Frey dii fahdon... Lahspaan, drun verin kotin daar kopraan... Frey dii fahdon..." A ward appeared at the base of the construct and extended outwards. Energy of all elements began to flow into the light construct body. "... Lahspaan, drun verin kotin daar kopraan... Frey dii fahdon..." Jun knew how to funnel the necessary energy, but she still wasn't sure how to turn it into something that a spirit could live in. She left that part to Echoes and Kold'Ron. A part of her was alarmed that some of her mana seemed to wanna go towards Zar'Dura instead of the body. But she assumed it was normal. She didn't know anything about talking to spirits either... Of course, the phenomenon was in fact, not normal. |
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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 Feb 19, 2016 15:59:00 GMT -8
Zar'Dura would have no idea how much energy the spirit actually needed. The answer was, a lot. And so it was that as the spirit tried to bring itself closer and closer to their realm, that it began to consume energy voraciously, not just from Zar'Dura but from everyone else. Echoes, Jun, Kold'Roth, everyone would feel some degree of energy drain. The very realm itself, the conjunction of leylines, would have to contribute to the insatiable power requirements to summon a spirit from not just a celestial realm, but a different timeline. "DADDY!" This time the voice was audible to everyone. A point of light would appear above Zar'Dura. "HELP DADDY!" The point of light grew more and more powerful until the energy field consumed the entire area as Gavin desperately tried to claw and grab his way into this world. |
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Feb 19, 2016 16:30:50 GMT -8
The news that Cara had decided to move on hit Echoes, almost shattering his concentration. Gavin was still there though, and he would save his son. He would once again mourn Cara later. He smiled though when he felt the energy drain from Gavin, his little boy was a fighter. Echoes had never been a fighter, impulsive yes, incurable curious, but never a fighter. He had only fought two things in his life, the first won him the world, the second cost him everything. The third time would pay for all though. Echoes would fight today, he would fight for his son, and if that meant rending time and space apart well... Echoes mad a sweeping gesture with both arms, collapsing all of the runes into the sword, still buried in the heart of the shrine. The sword shatters, and all of it's power comes rushing out in a wave. As the power spreads outward, everything it touches stops, quite literally frozen in time. Echoes hands have been forced apart, however he begins to apply pressure, slowly inexorable pushing his hand back together. As his hands approach the energy wave recedes. When the wave rolls over again time resumes, however something odd would occur. Phantom images of everyone in the clearing, would begin to spread out from their solid counter point. The only exception to this is Echoes he alone, has no time ghosts coming from him. Where the sword once stood the sword, now stands a crack. A rip within the very fabric of reality. Echoes reaches out and grabs the seams, he begins to tear. "Gavin! If you can hear me, follow my voice"  |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2016 18:09:22 GMT -8
Kold'Ron continued to chant in his ancient tongue, taking the vial as he continued to alter the crystal formation, continuously shanting a constant, nonstop language. However ,as things continued to intensify, the radius of a sudden energy exploding into their dimension, the Shaman grunted, continuing now to chant louder and louder, now appearing two transparent, emerald-colored trolls, hoods hiding their faces as they stared down to Kold'Ron, holding their outward hands towards the body as a pulsating aura surrounded it.'
Zar'Dura would know that this spell was allowing the transportation, a gateway from the child to the vessel, however, he didn't know if he summoned it too long, his tattoos glowing brightly, pulsing brighter and brighter. Soon, his eyes lit brightly, the trolls flickering with the power that Kold'Ron summoned for this spirit, his chanting now a shout, yelling loudly as he continued his focus through his pain, arms flexing up as he continued such methods.
Soon, however, behind him a magic wall-barrier was summoned with his left hand, and a fire blasting against it with his other. As the flames flowed through the wall, the current of green-aura emitted, the mana used for the spell, drifted around the crystal body, allowing a spirit-fog for the ghost to travel more comfortably in (Magic-Boundaries-wise). Yelling aloud, "Come to us, Spirit-One!!!" In english, not knowing what form its tongue knew, he guessed as most knew that tongue the best.
And then, he froze in place. A face emitted as horrified and painful as the spell was, flickering in the eyes, the massive, enchanted fog remained drifting, slowly raising up and down as the magic aura itself wasn't capable of being frozen, but Kold'Ron himself, however, was.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Feb 19, 2016 18:38:59 GMT -8
Jun glared up at the massive vortex. Whatever this ritual was entailed, the amount of mana required was absolutely insane. She even began to fear for Zar'Dura's life, seeing as she was at the epicenter.
But there was too much to do. She needed to focus on her ward while also maintaining the light construct, which was already splitting her mind two different ways. Lum'Valia had taught her to go up to three, and that it was theoretically possible to do five or six. But the ward alone was difficult enough to cast, and it might not even have been possible were it not for the magic-enhancing properties of their location.
Then she remembered Resonance.
"Lahspaan, drun verin kotin daar kopraan... Frey dii fahdon..." As she continued to chant, she carefully pulled out the sentient sword. One of its powers was supposedly to channel mana. She interrupted her ward casting just long enough to say, "Resonance, take as much mana as I can stand and feed it to the others..."
If it worked, glowing blue tendrils would begin to draw out of Jun's flesh and into the sword, while more tendrils would flow from the sword into Echoes, Kold'Ron, Zar'Dura, the original Resonance, and the portal. The process was somewhat painful and she could feel herself growing light-headed, but she would managed.
Basically, she was using Resonance to buff her entire party.
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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 Feb 19, 2016 19:07:11 GMT -8
Their combined efforts were working. Jun of the Celadine helped created the body while buffing the party, while @koldron made the body habitable for a soul, which he helped guide. Zar'Dura the Listener was creating a focal point for the spirit to enter this realm, and Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént was weakening the space-time barrier that kept Gavin from this world. Gavin himself was fighting hard, and so was Resonance . The very earth itself was contributing its power. Their level of teamwork and the sheer amount of mana was absolutely unprecedented. And it was because of this teamwork that their monumental undertaking would result in a success.
No doubt Konan was making an excellent cheerleader.
What they didn't realize was that they weren't alone. On Gavin's end there was another entity which saw fit to aid their cause. With everyone else so focused on not dying, only Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént would have any chance of seeing it inside the portal.
A time dragon!
"Time dragons are regal, almost god-like figures, who are directly tied to the fabric of reality, and the flow of time, in a way that other beings cannot comprehend. There have been legends that time dragons are actually the guardians of the timeline itself, and seek to avoid it coming to harm. No one knows if these legends are true though, since time dragons are extremely difficult to find, and they almost never come out of wherever it is that they rest." - An ancient text in Echoes' library.
"ECHOES! YOU CRAZY BASTARD! YOUR SON'S SOUL TOLD ME YOU WOULD TRY SOMETHING LIKE THIS BUT I DIDN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE ME, SO TAKE HEED. THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT CAN ONLY BE DONE AS A TEAM. YOU CANNOT DO EVERYTHING BY YOURSELF, LEAST OF ALL SOMETHING LIKE THIS. YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE WHAT IS MAKING THIS POSSIBLE ON YOUR END..."
There was a massive roar which might actually be audible to the others in the party, if it wasn't buried underneath the chaos of a swirling tear in the fabric of space and time.
"AND GAVIN AND I ARE WHAT'S MAKING IT POSSIBLE ON THE OTHER END. SO CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY! THIS IS THE LAST TIME I HELP WITH SOMETHING LIKE THIS. AND EVEN WITH OUR EFFORTS THERE ISN'T ENOUGH POWER TO BRING THEM BOTH BACK. YOUR DAUGHTER IS EFFECTIVELY DEAD. ALL I CAN PROMISE IS THAT YOU'LL BE REUNITED WHEN YOU PASS ON TOO, THAT IS IF YOU SO CHOOSE. BUT DON'T BE SO HASTY, OR WHO WILL KEEP GAVIN COMPANY!?"
Slowly but surely, Gavin's spirit followed Kold'Ron's trail, clawing and gnashing its way through the time space continuum. It was almost there!
Almost there!
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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 Feb 19, 2016 19:36:49 GMT -8
Suddenly it was over.
The portal disappeared almost instantaneously and everything was calm. The mana drain ended, and all the spells would cease their functions. The air was bathed in tranquility. It was over.
*cough cough*
In front of Jun was a little boy, no older than five. He matched Echoes' memories almost perfectly, right down to the slightly pointy ears. He was slowly sitting up.
"D...daddy?"
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