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 19:48:53 GMT -8
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely around her, even as it shrank down to a single point. It felt as though the drain on her energy was pulling the very breath from her lungs. The unsteady echo of the forces around her was mirrored by the beat of her heart. For a moment, Zar'Dura believed she would die, as she heard an ethereal voice and its roar resounding from a place outside this plane.
And then it was all over.
Breath rushed back into her lungs, and the orc coughed as she listed over, struggling to clear the abrupt dizziness and fog around her brain. Turning onto her side, she tried to gain balance enough to stand, but found herself looking at a child. The child. The one they'd done so much to save. A small smile appeared on her tusked lips, and she rasped out a simple comment. "We are.. victorious..." Attempting to get her feet beneath her, she ended up collapsing onto her knees, then slumping on her side on the grass. She was exhausted. Maybe she would just lay there for a time.
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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 20:06:02 GMT -8
Echoes stared into the rift in time, and a time dragon stared back. It spoke to him, called him a crazy bastard, told him that he couldn't have done this alone. Most importantly it told him that it was helping.
"Thank you."
And then it was over, everything stopped time stabilized. The rift was gone, the sword was gone, his mana was gone, a child coughs. Echoes turns slowly, a small shape on the ground. He takes a hesitant step forward, worried that it would turn out it was all just a cruel joke. Then the shape speaks, it calls out for it's daddy. Echoes rushes forward and scoops, the shape up into his arms. No, not a shape. A boy, his boy, his darling baby boy. Silver tears stream down Echoes's face, as he clutches his son tightly to his chest.
"I'm here Gavin, it's me, it's your daddy."
Echoes collapses to the ground, rocking back and forth running the finger of one hand through his son's hair. He smiles through the tears at all those gathered. Zar'Dura, Kold'Ron, Jun, and Konan.
"Thank you, thank you all so much. If any of you ever need anything you have but to ask."
He releases his grip on his son slightly, so he can look the boy in the face. His face hurts, he hadn't smiled this hard in years. It wasn't perfect, he still didn't have Cara or his wife, but it was more than he had ever believed he would have.
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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 20:07:51 GMT -8
During the last few moments of the ritual, Jun felt something go flying out of her cloak. Her grandmother's final scroll flew through the air.
"Oh, duh! I should have used that!" Almost as if it knew, the scroll released a massive burst of mana into the portal before disappearing into ashes. "Oh, well that's convenient." She was a bit sad to watch it go, but frankly she couldn't think of a better use for it than to help resurrect a child from non-existence. Anyways, it was one last thing to worry about.
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When the ritual ended, Jun stood in awe. At first she didn't realize what happened, and she thought maybe the ritual had failed. But then she saw the fully formed child on the ground.
"Oh... hey... we did it." Jun grinned satisfactorily when she saw the small child start to rise and Echoes rush towards him.
Having used up all her mana, Jun promptly passed out. As she fell she said something like "I need another vacation..." She slumped to the ground and wound up in a fetal position, her chains rattling slightly.
She'd be fine with some rest.
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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 21:10:14 GMT -8
"Daddy... the last thing I remember... the big scary lizard told me... to tell you... not to mess things up again... and he said... to call you Edward Laurent... when I said it." The little child's gleaming eyes were befuddled. "That is your name, right daddy?"
The child remembered very little of his past existence or if his time spent in the celestial realm of another timeline, but he still recognized "daddy". As far as he knew, his big sister decided to go on a great adventure, and his mommy was living in a far away place, but that one day he'd see her again. He would also grow up with a unique fondness for dragons.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 22, 2024 4:30:36 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 9:35:07 GMT -8
Kold'Ron nearly collapsed onto the ground, a hand pounding into the dirt in front of him as his shouting became silent, his eyes fading from the glow, a dust soon falling downwards from them. Staggering to get up, he panted, his tattoos slowly fading from their glow, looking back to Zar'Dura, panting heavily. "He's.... beautiful..." He mentioned, soon turning his head to the child that existed now, a small gasp to his breath as he looked to them.
Kold'Ron walked over nearby Zar'Dura, a small, gentle stare towards Echoes and his son with a gentle smile now seen. This was amazing, and was totally worth the pain. However, he grunted once more, turning around as he marched backwards, then paced back to the group, trying to look normal in front of them all, which surprisingly worked as he blamed it upon the magic.
Looking down to Zar'Dura, he chuckled, nearly falling down himself with a sudden bark of defiance. He wasn't that tired! Was he? He slumped his shoulders for a resting position as he looked to Echoes. "Time Walker, we must return home.. Will you assist us?" He questioned, eyes narrowed to the two of them gently.
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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 20, 2016 10:28:53 GMT -8
Echoes stares dumbfounded at Gavin for a moment. Edward Laurént? The name was completely new to him, yet tantalizing familiar. Gavin said it was his name, no he was Echoes. Echoes of a man who didn't exist, a man named Edward Laurént. Then it clicked, he had been Edward Laurént, and now that his son was back he would be again. He crushes Gavin to his chest again.
"Yes Gavin, that is my name."
When Kold'Ron makes his request, Echoes looks up blinking in surprise. He had actually forgotten anyone else was here.
"Oh, uhhh, yes just a moment."
Echoes was completely drained of mana, but the local ley lines were replenishing quickly. He set's Gavin down just for a moment, then takes a step back. He dips into the natural wells, and gets just enough mana to place himself in a fast time bubble. Only about ten seconds elapse for those outside it, but within about an hour passes. Not quite back to full power, but close enough he collapses the time bubble. Scooping his child into his arms again, he decides it's time for everyone to depart.
"As I said earlier, if you ever have need of me just say my name. I will come and assist you as best I am able."
With that he teleports Kold'Ron, Zar'Dura, Jun, and Konana back to Falkreath. He then transports himself to the tower of Reuna's the sorceress.
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 14, 2016 22:10:39 GMT -8
She lay unconscious. barely dressed, in the middle of nowhere. Her body was bruised and bleeding in some places. Her hair smelt burnt.
The last thing she remembered was screaming, and someone sacrificing themselves to save her life. She remembered being part of a twisted game. These horrific images were plaguing her mind even in sleep. There was a pretty good chance she would never be able to have a pleasant dream ever again.
Some of the blue mana beetles native to the area were starting to crawl on her hair. They weren't doing any harm. They were mostly just curious.
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 14, 2016 22:28:44 GMT -8
Doobie had wandered to Yee Hua Hua as a break from his quest. He was attracted by the intersecting ley lines, it would be a nice place to meditate. The Kobold was amazed at the area and intrigued by the mana beetles, he'd snatch one to inspect and munch on. "Hmm. They've got mana infused with their bodies."
The bug didn't taste horrible since Kobold's usually ate bugs often, he wouldn't indulge in any more. He explored the area until he saw a body on the ground, he was immediately put on edge. Was this a corpse? Or somebody living. He came closer to investigate, it was a young human from his experience around Jun and Dan Feng, he knew this was a female. It looked like she had been ravaged by something. Was she alive?
Doobie came closer, shoo'd some beetles away and placed his head on her chest to listen for a heartbeat and breathing.
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 14, 2016 22:46:17 GMT -8
Mina would start to stir, just barely. Of course, there would be a heartbeat and labored breathing. Her eyes would start to flutter open, but her head would collapse.
"Can't... move... everything... hurts..."
She sensed a presence close by but was too weak to get a fix on it.
"Help... me... please."
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 14, 2016 22:48:50 GMT -8
She's alive and in pain. "Hold on, I know a little healing."
Doobie lays his hands on the girl and they start to glow, radiating healing waves. Healing was not Doobie's strong suit, but he knew enough.
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 14, 2016 22:55:07 GMT -8
Slowly but surely Mina started to feel better. The bruises faded away and the bleeding stopped. Her vision cleared up and she was able to sit up somewhat.
"Ugh..." She stretched out her neck and looked towards Doobie. "Thanks friend AHHH!"
Mina had never seen a kobold before. She suddenly scooted back. "Ahhh... ahh uhhh I mean..." She felt guilty at screaming at her rescuer. She knew kobolds were sapient, although it was rare for them to be so charitable. Had it been another kobold she probably would have been eaten. She really should have been more grateful.
"Uh, sorry for screaming. I just... uhh... just... I'm a very sheltered person."
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 14, 2016 23:01:35 GMT -8
"EEEK!" Doobie screams in surprise when Mina screams, very much caught off guard by her reaction. "Ah, hey you're okay. What happened to you, miss?"
Doobie points at some of Mina's exposed flesh, "You have mana burns over here and some patches of skin of darker complexion than the rest of your body."
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 14, 2016 23:44:05 GMT -8
"Wah? Oh."
Mina scrunched her face up trying to remember. Then it all started rushing back to her. Once again she collapsed back on the ground. But she was fully conscious.
"I, I was hoping for a sec that was all a dream... God damn it all."
After taking a few more seconds to recover, she said, "I don't remember how I got there, but I was taken to another dimension. Some twisted, colorful place with lots of strange creatures. I remember I wasn't alone. There were others. Some were nice and some weren't. This thing, I don't know who it was, but this thing told us it wanted us to compete, and only one of us would live. And- Dirk!"
She suddenly looked around as if expecting to see a loved one. "He... He said he was right behind me! Where... he didn't make it."
Mina started to cry. "We, we found a portal, and we were gonna try to make it out together. We knew we might not both make out alive so he told me to go first while he took his chances. I... I was starting to fall in love with him."
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 14, 2016 23:59:09 GMT -8
This other dimension sounded familiar, could it be the same one he had visited with Zaltos and Jun? Doobie would fold his legs to sit, respecting the girl's space. Doobie shared a solemn moment, he would be heartbroken if he ever lost his mate Xochiquetzal.
"I'm sorry to hear that. It sounds like you've been through a real ordeal miss. I can't imagine what you're going through. Well, my name is Doobie, Doobie du-Shoobie. I'm a wizard of sorts, I want you to know that you're safe here."
Doobie reaches over to Mina but is shocked to see a ghostly outline appear around her in reaction to him getting close, it disappears though after a moment.
What the-?! Was that... 「A Stand?」?!
Doobie retracts his hand, he needed to proceed with caution. This girl may not even be aware of the Stand's presence, if he were to make the wrong move he could possibly be destroyed.
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 15, 2016 0:13:57 GMT -8
"Oh... My name is Mina. Mina the Vass- er, just call me Mina. I'm a farm girl, and an orphan. That's it. Nothing special about me."
She was unaware of the ghostly presence.
Drying her tears with her torn-up sleeve, she says, "Thanks for saving me." That's when she notices the strange beetles in her hair. She starts to pick them out of her hair with mild disgust and amusement. "Where am I anyways? I feel kinda tingly. God I'll bet I'm miles from my plot of land." She sighs exasperatedly.
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 15, 2016 0:25:39 GMT -8
ゴ ゴ ゴ ゴ ゴ (Menacing.)
Is it dangerous?
"...Oh! " Doobie breaks out of his thought trance when Mina introduces herself. "Well met, and it's the least I could do! I don't know what this place is called but we're in a forest between Isra and Goraia. That tingly feeling might be the high amount of magic here! I've just managed to stumble upon this place while searching for a place to meditate, a few ley lines meet up here."
Doobie leans forward and smiles as he speaks of the area, excited about the place.
Hmm, she seems unaware. She must have only recently gained the Stand and hasn't even seen it yet. I don't think I should mention it yet, not until she's settled down and in better condition. Telling her she has some sort of spirit looming around her would just frighten her.
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 15, 2016 0:36:43 GMT -8
"That sounds nice. It must be nice to sense magic. I've never had any special talents. Hell I can barely read."
She raised an eyebrow at the name Goraia. "Goraia? I've never heard of it. I'm from the outskirts of Medan. Is that far from here?"
She picked the last beetle from her hair.
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 15, 2016 0:45:12 GMT -8
"Oh, yeah. You must have been away longer than you thought. There was a coup d'etat a while back and Medan has become Goraia, there was a lot of war and fighting going on at the time, many people fled the country as refugees." Doobie explains, "I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, any land you had may have been acquired by the new regime and redistributed to new workers."
Doobie then realizes more that Mina's clothes had been pretty much destroyed and didn't have much covering her. He averts his eyes as an attempt to be polite. "By the way, Miss Mina, you have a wardrobe malfunction."
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Mina the Vassal
Dedicated
A future hero in training.
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 23
Physical Description: About 5'4", average build, Caucasian brunette
Clothes and Equipment: Some bargain bin, but well-kept chain mail, a paper-thin horsehair gambeson, and a decent longsword
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 17:47:38 GMT -8
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Post by Mina the Vassal on Sept 15, 2016 0:54:07 GMT -8
Her mouth was somewhat agape at hearing the bad news. She once again collapsed on the grass. "So I've lost everything and everyone I know and love is either missing or dead." She sighed. "What else is new?" She muttered to herself.
She sat back up. Then she heard about her wardrobe malfunction. "Eh?" She looked down. Wow, that was a lot of holes. "Wow, that's a lot of holes." She started shifting her clothing about to keep certain areas more covered than others. She thought she might have a sowing kit somewhere, but it turns out her pack was lost in the other realm. At the moment, she literally had nothing but the rags she was wearing, and maybe some beetles. She looked towards Doobie. "So, until I got kidnapped, I didn't get to see much of the outside world. Where do you go when you have no one to care for, or care for you, and nothing to your name?"
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Sept 15, 2016 1:00:37 GMT -8
"Eh? Well I'm a vagabond along with my betrothed. We just wander around, she chases after animals and I go on spiritual pilgrimages, and then we just make temporary shelters." Doobie rubs the back on his head. "I could of course help you in any way I can, I know the lay of the land quite well now and can help you find a new place to start over. I know of a few civilizations out there."
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