Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23 
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 1, 2016 19:32:28 GMT -8
Demetrius deflects the obvious strike with his dagger, a mixed look behind his mask. For the first time in this entire little adventure, he spoke up, his voice excessively deep and grating, more so than even that of a dragon's. "Sit there, and I won't kill you." His voice carried a hefty weight behind it, and a clear threat insinuated through his very being, the dagger glinting sharply in front of the kneeling Gnoll. He moves away from the Gnoll, looking around at the fallen enemies for anything of worth. Breathing heavily, she dropped her sword to grip the bruised shoulder, remaining where she was and said nothing in response, clearly quite scared of what he was and what he would do next. It'd probably be better to die now by the sword than later by whatever, she thought. The "spectator" who fled earlier was now most certainly gone with the wind, off to who knows where... There were quite a few bodies immediately around Demetrius Elantine : the bloodied Kiggy laying on his side whom received a dagger in his throat was surrounded by a pool of blood and his body was indeed cold, the unconscious female Kiggy lay slumped against the nearest tree trunk with her head sagging down at the earth, and sprawled out atop fallen leaves and dirt was the other Gnoll whom she had been knocked out by Demetrius Elantine 's boot. None of them likely carried anything of good quality or value, besides maybe a few coins, jewels and trinkets which were likely taken from their previous victim's possession. A short distance away, partly concealed by plant life, was Legion Master Zhax who was forcefully made to start nap time by Xin 's sling pellet. He was also the one whom seemed to be acting as the leader up until he went down, his gear also seemed better than the rest of his comrades, but nothing special. Nearby Legion Master Zhax was the first Kiggy whose chest was slightly cut open by Demetrius Elantine 's sword (but now bandaged), he sat upright behind a tree, hiding him from the man's angle. He was trying to keep quiet and was barely awake, the loss of blood and adrenaline was starting to take effect on him. (Overall: 2 Wounded, 3 KOed, 1 Routed, 1 Killed.) Demetrius looks around, quietly preparing a spell in his hand. If he did it properly, he would turn the unconscious Kiggy and Gnoll into a smoke that would follow him, and later reverse the magic and perhaps make the two his servants, if they were any good at such things. If not, Demetrius would probably use them as watchmen for his home. He quietly collects the few valuables he can with his open hand, looking around for Legion Master Zhax , the clear leader. He eventually spots the unconscious man and walks over, his boots thudding into the ground as he stands in front of Legion Master Zhax . Demetrius touches his hands to the equipment, turning it to wisps of smoke that would follow him around. Inanimate objects were a lot easier to use this magic on then animate. |
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Legion Master Zhax
Dedicated
In jail.
Roleplay posts: 105
Age: 24 Years
Physical Description: Avian yet Reptilian
5' 3" tall, bipedal legs
Strange marking on right side of neck
Clothes and Equipment: Light torso and leg plate armor
Dual 12" daggers
Hook and rope
Neurotoxin blow dart gun
Pots of flammable oil, and toxic gas
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Oct 3, 2015 11:16:18 GMT -8
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Post by Legion Master Zhax on Dec 1, 2016 20:42:47 GMT -8
Breathing heavily, she dropped her sword to grip the bruised shoulder, remaining where she was and said nothing in response, clearly quite scared of what he was and what he would do next. It'd probably be better to die now by the sword than later by whatever, she thought. The "spectator" who fled earlier was now most certainly gone with the wind, off to who knows where... There were quite a few bodies immediately around Demetrius Elantine : the bloodied Kiggy laying on his side whom received a dagger in his throat was surrounded by a pool of blood and his body was indeed cold, the unconscious female Kiggy lay slumped against the nearest tree trunk with her head sagging down at the earth, and sprawled out atop fallen leaves and dirt was the other Gnoll whom she had been knocked out by Demetrius Elantine 's boot. None of them likely carried anything of good quality or value, besides maybe a few coins, jewels and trinkets which were likely taken from their previous victim's possession. A short distance away, partly concealed by plant life, was Legion Master Zhax who was forcefully made to start nap time by Xin 's sling pellet. He was also the one whom seemed to be acting as the leader up until he went down, his gear also seemed better than the rest of his comrades, but nothing special. Nearby Legion Master Zhax was the first Kiggy whose chest was slightly cut open by Demetrius Elantine 's sword (but now bandaged), he sat upright behind a tree, hiding him from the man's angle. He was trying to keep quiet and was barely awake, the loss of blood and adrenaline was starting to take effect on him. (Overall: 2 Wounded, 3 KOed, 1 Routed, 1 Killed.) Demetrius looks around, quietly preparing a spell in his hand. If he did it properly, he would turn the unconscious Kiggy and Gnoll into a smoke that would follow him, and later reverse the magic and perhaps make the two his servants, if they were any good at such things. If not, Demetrius would probably use them as watchmen for his home. He quietly collects the few valuables he can with his open hand, looking around for Legion Master Zhax , the clear leader. He eventually spots the unconscious man and walks over, his boots thudding into the ground as he stands in front of Legion Master Zhax . Demetrius touches his hands to the equipment, turning it to wisps of smoke that would follow him around. Inanimate objects were a lot easier to use this magic on then animate. The two downed females would fade and turn into the smoke after Demetrius Elantine finished searching them, trailing shortly behind his footsteps. (I'll let you control the smoke until they become un-smoked.) Legion Master Zhax laid flat on his back, slowly and deeply breathing, his health seemed fine beside the fresh bump atop his head. The only equipment of his that were valuable were the plates of his armor and some of the various weapons he had. Specifically, he had jars of non-lethal poisons in his pouch and combustible oil pots that Demetrius Elantine may or may not want. Nearby was the drowsy Kiggy with bloodied bandages all across his upper body, barely awake and only being able to see the blurry outline of the man standing over Legion Master Zhax. The kneeling Gnoll watched his magics carefully, but didn't move her head to watch him as he stepped out of her field of view. She'd be obedient, for now. |
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Xin
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Roleplay posts: 85
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Xin on Dec 1, 2016 20:50:11 GMT -8
Nodded slowly at her words, feeling the weight of the coins hanging at his waist, perhaps they would have easily been replaced—though to him the gesture was worth more than the value of the gold. That single eye blinked slowly a bright silver orb starring up at her. Thin red patterned lines form a sigil of sorts over his right eye which remained shut, face exposed to breathe a little more easily after their sprint along the road. “I’ll be more careful next time.” He promised. Pale lips twisting upward into a faint smile as she patted the top of his head. The sensation a little unusual though he did not prevent her from doing so. “I can keep going. Where does this road go?” He looked down the road behind her to make sure they were not being followed, before turning slowly to face down the path that they had been forced down before he began down the direction.—matching with whatever pace she deemed necessary.
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 1, 2016 22:06:06 GMT -8
Demetrius looks around, quietly preparing a spell in his hand. If he did it properly, he would turn the unconscious Kiggy and Gnoll into a smoke that would follow him, and later reverse the magic and perhaps make the two his servants, if they were any good at such things. If not, Demetrius would probably use them as watchmen for his home. He quietly collects the few valuables he can with his open hand, looking around for Legion Master Zhax , the clear leader. He eventually spots the unconscious man and walks over, his boots thudding into the ground as he stands in front of Legion Master Zhax . Demetrius touches his hands to the equipment, turning it to wisps of smoke that would follow him around. Inanimate objects were a lot easier to use this magic on then animate. The two downed females would fade and turn into the smoke after Demetrius Elantine finished searching them, trailing shortly behind his footsteps. (I'll let you control the smoke until they become un-smoked.) Legion Master Zhax laid flat on his back, slowly and deeply breathing, his health seemed fine beside the fresh bump atop his head. The only equipment of his that were valuable were the plates of his armor and some of the various weapons he had. Specifically, he had jars of non-lethal poisons in his pouch and combustible oil pots that Demetrius Elantine may or may not want. Nearby was the drowsy Kiggy with bloodied bandages all across his upper body, barely awake and only being able to see the blurry outline of the man standing over Legion Master Zhax . The kneeling Gnoll watched his magics carefully, but didn't move her head to watch him as he stepped out of her field of view. She'd be obedient, for now. Demetrius grabs both the poisons and the oil pots from Legion Master Zhax , pondering on whether he should turn the kneeling Gnoll into a shadow as well. He shrugs and decides to leave her, allowing her to remain free due to her obedience. He begins to trudge down the road after Xin and @sione , hoping to perhaps meet them officially and even give them a couple of the valuables, considering they had at least distracted some of the bandits for a bit and even removed one from the battle. He also was particularly interested in the magical presence he felt from @sione , and wanted to ask the figure about it. The wisps of smoke quietly follow Demetrius, wrapping around any objects that would block their path, and sticking close enough to cover Demetrius in a light-grey fog. (I probably won't un-shadow them until much later, that okay?) |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 8:44:40 GMT -8
"I don't know the name of the place it leads to, but it's rather cold and secluded, and somewhere northeast of Isra." Sione had managed to glimpse that much during her last trip into the After, but since she'd been assuming they'd go in the other direction, she hadn't explored too much about this unknown territory. Her attempt to decide whether or not they'd go that way, toward Isra, or try to move back to the other fork of the road, were completely derailed when she sensed an approaching life signature - that of the man who had been attacked by the group of creatures/bandits. She came to a stop and whirled around, hands with their wetly-gleaming blades held up in a defensive posture: Left hand above the right with the left level with the top of her head, slanted at a diagonal that had the point aimed upward, and the right thrust further forward. Empty black eyes narrowed at the man as he came into view, and daylight shimmered off of the bubble still surrounding Xin.
"I see you survived the attack. What do you want from us?" Her calm voice called out to Demetrius, tinged with warning: She wouldn't tolerate an attack against her Chosen.
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 2, 2016 9:48:28 GMT -8
"I don't know the name of the place it leads to, but it's rather cold and secluded, and somewhere northeast of Isra." Sione had managed to glimpse that much during her last trip into the After, but since she'd been assuming they'd go in the other direction, she hadn't explored too much about this unknown territory. Her attempt to decide whether or not they'd go that way, toward Isra, or try to move back to the other fork of the road, were completely derailed when she sensed an approaching life signature - that of the man who had been attacked by the group of creatures/bandits. She came to a stop and whirled around, hands with their wetly-gleaming blades held up in a defensive posture: Left hand above the right with the left level with the top of her head, slanted at a diagonal that had the point aimed upward, and the right thrust further forward. Empty black eyes narrowed at the man as he came into view, and daylight shimmered off of the bubble still surrounding Xin.
"I see you survived the attack. What do you want from us?" Her calm voice called out to Demetrius, tinged with warning: She wouldn't tolerate an attack against her Chosen. Demetrius pulls out a couple of coins and offers them to @sione . "I also wanted to ask you about that magic you were preparing." He speaks quietly, his voice a deep whisper, as if the very shadows themselves were speaking for him, tendrils of black smoke quietly reaching out from the shadows to Xin and @sione , as if to grasp them. They were, of course, harmless and merely an affect of Demetrius normally speaking. His clothing hid any tinge of skin that might be seen, and his mask revealed, if one were to look exceptionally closely, two grey eyes that stared out with a dead, cutting gaze. Demetrius didn't really know what the pair were up to, but it seemed interesting, and Demetrius didn't get interested very often. |
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Xin
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Roleplay posts: 85
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Xin on Dec 3, 2016 0:29:38 GMT -8
Made note of their new destination as Sione had mentioned “Isra.” Repeating the words softly. So that is where they would be headed. However they had not made it very far when a familiar form emerged from behind them though it seemed strange that the stranger had already caught up with them so quickly after having dealt with the bandits; or perhaps he managed to deal with them as well. Xin was still holding onto the long string of the sling which he had used to incapacitated the bandit leader and slowly wound it up and tied it about his waist once more, as he positioned himself behind one of Sione’s legs, deciding to let her do her job for now. Though when the male produced a few coins and offered them to Sione the boy shook his head. “You should keep your coins, they just got greedy.” He spoke and thought a moment it seemed that the Demetrius had distracted the bandits as well if not more, though it made the child wonder why they had invested so much into attacking him. He was also curious if the one he had struck was still alive though he would not ask just yet. “Did you know those creatures, why were they after you?” He asked as he eyed the male. Most Of course the black shadows did not go unnoticed though if they bothered the child they did not show upon his face , which remained expressionless despite having his mask settled upon his head. Though he slowly reached up, drawing it down once more to conceal his features, not liking the idea of having strangers see the markings over his right eye. At least that’s what the Man in Black had told him. You must remember to keep your face hidden, otherwise it will be a danger. Though the reasons had eluded him.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 9:08:32 GMT -8
"..Hm. You're welcome, though I suppose we should also thank you for serving as a distraction so we could make our escape." He didn't seem to be threatening them, so her stance relaxed slightly, but the blades remained - as did the transparent shield that surrounded Xin. Sione straightened and eyed the man with a touch of wariness.
"I'm a Wraith, and he is my Chosen. I was forming a null shield to protect him and summoning these." She gestured with the hands that still had mist-formed blades around the fingers and protruding forward. She saw no reason not to satisfy his curiosity, after all. She sincerely doubted he'd be able to do anything about it. He'd find that the black smoke that stretched out toward Xin was repelled by the null field she'd mentioned, kept about two feet away from the boy by a curving barrier that was invisible until touched, whereupon its surface swirled with a greyish, mist-like appearance, like heavy fog being disturbed by motion.
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 3, 2016 10:24:13 GMT -8
"Bandits will always take a chance to attack an unwary traveler. Unfortunately for them, I was wary." He smiles, though neither of them could probably see it under his black mask. With every word the tendrils of black smoke grew thicker, longer, though they still remained entirely harmless, mere wisps of energy escaping from his mouth. He pauses, looking at Xin for a moment. "I'm sorry if my speech bothers you; I am unable to withhold the smoke from escaping." He turns back to @sione and nods his head. "I can offer my services, should you require them," he says as he bows deeply, gracefully bending his arm against his chest.
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Xin
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Roleplay posts: 85
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Xin on Dec 3, 2016 11:38:09 GMT -8
It was just as likely that the bandits were lying in wait to ambush the next unsuspecting traveler and Demetrius was just unlucky; Xin nodded slowly accepting the explanation for now. Watching the tendrils of smoke that seemed to seep out with every word, bending around the barrier that Sione had placed on him earlier. Like dark vines climbing up along the surface of a wall. Shaking his head slowly, ”The smoke doesn’t bother me.” Chin tipping slightly at the others offer causing lengths of silver hair to fall about his face. His service? It wasn’t as if they were undertaking some quest. He thought a moment. ”Taking on four of them yourself was pretty impressive.” He commented before giving Sione a searching look.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 19:34:56 GMT -8
An aquamarine brow quirked upward in surprise as Demetrius offered his services, and she raised her head enough for the empty black of her eyes to be visible below the edge of her voluminous hood. Why would he do a thing like that? How strange.
"You're welcome to accompany us, assuming it's alright with my Chosen, although I fear doing so would likely be extremely dull. We're not exactly on some grand quest - just traveling. Though if you're to travel with us, I'd like to know your name. I'm Sione - this is Xin." Said as she gestured to herself, and then the boy in question, being careful of the blades that still hovered around her hands.
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 4, 2016 15:22:44 GMT -8
Demetrius gave a slight nod to @sione . "My name is Demetrius." He pauses, looking at Xin as the lenses on his mask glow a bit. "May I ask why you call him 'Chosen' and where you travel to?" |
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Xin
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Roleplay posts: 85
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Post by Xin on Dec 4, 2016 19:06:52 GMT -8
It was indeed odd that the male had offered to help them- though most likely it would come at a price Xin had suspected nothing was done for free and if not for coin the male might expect something else in exchange instead he remained silent as Sione introduced them, and Demtrius introduced himself in turn. ”Nice to meet you, Sir.” he added not really sure how to address the other. “we were headed down that way—towards a town not far from here until we were cut off.” He motioned do the direction that Demetrius had come from. “Though I suspect that those bandits will seek revenge on use if they are still living.” He eyed the male now, studying him for any changes. If they still yet drew breath did this man allow the creatures to live? Would if have mattered if they had all been slain regardless the boy would like to know what sort of man they were dealing with before allowing him to join their party. He was espcially interested in if the one that he had struck with the lead orb was still alive- as they did not linger to find out the results. “You can accompany us, traveling in a group might be a little safer than alone.” He agreed finally.
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Legion Master Zhax
Dedicated
In jail.
Roleplay posts: 105
Age: 24 Years
Physical Description: Avian yet Reptilian
5' 3" tall, bipedal legs
Strange marking on right side of neck
Clothes and Equipment: Light torso and leg plate armor
Dual 12" daggers
Hook and rope
Neurotoxin blow dart gun
Pots of flammable oil, and toxic gas
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Oct 3, 2015 11:16:18 GMT -8
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Post by Legion Master Zhax on Dec 5, 2016 7:00:23 GMT -8
Once Demetrius Elantine had left the area, the Gnoll got up and clutched her shoulder while hobbling over to Legion Master Zhax’s side to try and wake him. She’d also see her bandaged comrade who was faintly, holding on to consciousness. To wake Legion Master Zhax, the best idea in her head was to gently kick him in the side, which would surprisingly work. Grunting, Legion Master Zhax slowly rolled over, mumbling something about “taking IOUs next time.” The Gnoll would explain the situation to him and what happened as he rubbed the fresh bump atop his head. That boy, Xin and his ghost, @sione, would get what was coming to him, and so would Demetrius Elantine, for the friends he’d slain and taken with him. Legion Master Zhax went to gather up any tools or weapons left behind and then help the other Kiggy who was up against the tree get up, and support him while walking. The Gnoll removed her shoulder pad and went to collect the poor dead corpse of the Kiggy who received a knife in his throat and the blood had already poured out into the soil by his neck. It was pulled out of his flesh with little resistance and would be taken with. With the hurt one hobbling away and the pale Kiggy over the Gnoll’s unhurt shoulder, they dispersed back into the forest, eventually finding their haven again. <Exit> ( Demetrius Elantine, yeah that's fine.) |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 10:54:27 GMT -8
"He was chosen to receive my protection, thus he is.. my Chosen." She shrugged. Wraiths were a rare breed, their origins and reason for being (and who/what had created them in the first place) a great mystery. Sione didn't question her origins or the reasons she was assigned to someone, she simply did her duty. Which was to guard Xin, in this instance. Her empty gaze flicked in the direction of the still-living bandits as she sensed them moving about, and she grunted.
"The ones you left alive have vacated the area, but I don't doubt they'll seek out vengeance against us. We should get moving if we're going."
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 5, 2016 15:57:07 GMT -8
Demetrius nods, his face behind that mask, motioning for @sione and Xin to lead the way. If either were particularly perceptive they would notice that a couple balls seemed to float around Demetrius, following his movement and emanating extra black smoke from themselves. |
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Xin
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Post by Xin on Dec 5, 2016 20:06:34 GMT -8
Was curious what the answer to the question that Demetrius has posed to the Wraith – though not why she referred to him as chosen but rather why he was chosen in the first place to receive her protection. Though he had yet to ask her; perhaps merely accepting that it was fate, that’s how things tend to work sometimes and perhaps their run in with the Strangers was not so happenstance as one might think. Xin’s gaze lingered upon Sione a moment as she offered her explanation to the male. That would do for now. Concealed lips curled upward hinting a faint smile as his attention turned towards Demetrius himself and he motioned them onward. Their new silent companion—Their ensemble was just getting more and more strange. “You can accompany us to the next town if that is your wish, and if we run into anymore bandits we can lend each other a hand.” He offered, that way he would not have to feel indebted to the man, it seemed rather that they could help each other out as he had not asked for anything in return. The boy nodded slightly at Sione’s words before turning and heading down the path once more.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 8:55:48 GMT -8
Despite the fact that Demetrius didn't seem to intend to harm Xin, as they began to walk again, Sione kept herself between Xin and Demetrius. She didn't have a trusting nature, after all. She remained silent as they walked, heading in the general direction of Isra.
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Demetrius Elantine
Established
Alive
Roleplay posts: 23
Age: 22
Physical Description: Demetrius has smooth black hair that naturally falls into a fashionable place, and has grey eyes. He is lean, of average height, and is quite strong.
Clothes and Equipment: Demetrius wears a black cloak, with chainmail and leather armor underneath. He has a longsword and lots of daggers, hidden everywhere. Underneath his cloak is also a backpack that stores provisions.
Player's online availability : Sporadically during the day, a couple hours at night (MST)
Registered: Nov 13, 2016 15:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Demetrius Elantine on Dec 6, 2016 9:10:30 GMT -8
Demetrius quietly walked alongside @sione with an occasional glance to Xin using his mask's shaded lenses. He remains watchful, looking around and making sure to keep some amount of distance between himself and Xin , since @sione was clearly keeping herself in between them. The boy looks particularly weak. Demetrius' eyes glanced over, observing the boy for an excessively long moment before turning away abruptly. The wraith seems to be powerful though. Since her priority is the boy, I don't expect her to be of much aid in a fight that endangers the boy. A smile creeps up on his face, underneath the black mask; the only hint of the action was his mask's slight upward tilt. She's like Sarah, a bit. |
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Xin
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Post by Xin on Dec 6, 2016 21:30:08 GMT -8
Pivots upon his heels slowly before turning to head down the path the faint foot-falls of the two was tell enough that they had decided to follow though none of them said anything further. Perhaps they had established all that needed to be said. He thought of the other road that they might have wandered down instead, now that it was clear and the small town that they would have arrived at by now if not for the Bandits. Who were likely lying in wait further up the road—so he shook his head slowly noting the two -silent- companions. Sione had placed herself between Xin and the man seemingly more cautious which might have been a good thing as the boy seemed to lack any sense of danger, even when they were being attacked by Zhax’n and his gang the boy had not shown any signs of wariness and would have likely wandered into the thick of things – or drawn further attention to himself than necessary if Sione had not stopped him. And so the boy walked in silence listening to the tallgrass along either side of the road whistle as a soft breath of wind rustled through them causing them to sway like the end of his cloak which seemed to lend some ambiguity to his frame the long material spilling lightly upon the ground though surprisingly it did not seem to impede his movement. The wind was chilled and the sun now had began to dip; painting the sky in hues of violet and red which highlighted a row of clouds. “Hmm..” a soft tone touched his lips as he brought a hand to his chin. “if we don’t arrive somewhere soon, best might to camp somewhere?” He suggested, not yet however. If bandits were openly attacking mid-day then the roads would be that much more unsafe to travel at night. Not the boy really seemed to mind a midnight march.
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