Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114 
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
Clothes and Equipment: ===================================================
Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 23, 2016 2:34:02 GMT -8
Vaelar's grin slowly widens as he catches Jun's drift, and he looks over to the lizard.
"Ah...you know, I do believe we did have one extra tent, Doobie. Only large enough for one. Unfortunately, I must of course give the lady Jun the better accommodations, and I'm afraid I wouldn't trust two strangers in my tent, you understand," says Vaelar, wrapping his arm friendlily about Doobie's shoulders and practically dragging him to the tent flap.
"The quartermaster will set you up. He's on the east end of camp," says Vaelar, tossing Doobie a dragon-shaped seal, "show him this and he'll know I sent you!"
He closes the flap and ties it shut, before turning back to Jun.
"So. Something tells me you rather liked what you saw, hmm?" asks Vaelar, a sly smile playing across his lips.
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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 23, 2016 2:44:49 GMT -8
Jun looked a Doobie pitiably as he was lead away. "Don't worry! Resonance will keep you company!" The magical sword floated along with Doobie to try to keep him safe. Likewise Blackbean was keeping an eye on him too. Jun rubbed her temples. "You know, he really is one of my best friends. I'd risk my life to protect him. I just... It's been a while." Jun grinned before excitedly plopping on the rather large bedding.
"It's kinda weird. Nothing in my culture forbids little romantic trysts like this, and believe it or not neither does being a holy mage. I don't know why other cultures are so uptight about this sort of thing."
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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 Feb 23, 2016 2:45:34 GMT -8
Doobie leers, he suspects treachery from Vaelar. He's trying to separate the pair for some nefarious plot perhaps! Was this Vaelar Black in fact a Villain?! Before he can challenge him, he's already being shoo'd out, his size being taken advantage of. "WAIT! JUN! Look out for yourself!"
Outside the tent now, Doobie grumbled. "How dastardly and shrewd! I do wish for my dear companion to be safe... Pray that she keeps her blade within reach. If trouble mounts, I'll have to be ready to fight our way out of this camp..."
He is then joined by the magical sword, "HEY! You should be with your master protecting her! Sword!"
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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 23, 2016 2:53:40 GMT -8
Jun calls out to Doobie. "Resonance can look after the both of us. Besides, Blackbean's watching us too. Anything goes wrong we'll tear this whole camp apart!"
She sounded bright and happy when she said this... but she wasn't bluffing.
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
Clothes and Equipment: ===================================================
Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 23, 2016 3:02:02 GMT -8
"Oh, I absolutely understand. My company has been on the road for upward of three months now, and before that I was trapped in some far away land called 'Katashima'. Strange place, that. Last time I had a good time with a lady was...what, half a year ago?" responds Vaelar as he strides over to sit beside Jun, rather close to her as he wraps his arm about her shoulders.
"Aye, I do understand that. Medanese nobility was so strict about marrying in or above your station...it was so tiresome. Part of the reason I left was because I knew I would get caught up with some dull noble tart with nary an interesting thought instead of someone strong-willed and valiant like yourself! I must admit, Jun, I was rather smitten from the moment I spotted you!"
The mercenary isn't lying. She caught his interest immediately. Perhaps it was her powerful aura of will and magic. Perhaps it was just because he hadn't seen a woman in months. Either way, she is certainly a topic of great interest to him.
As she calls out to Doobie, Vaelar laughs a deep, bassy laugh.
"Now I must admit I would rather you didn't tear the camp apart if I don't live up to your standards...though I think I'll do just fine regardless," he says in response, wearing a bemused grin.
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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 Feb 23, 2016 3:09:50 GMT -8
"ARG! Fine!... COme with me magic sword. You'd best do your job and come to her aid if she needs you. If you fail to save my best friend, I am pawning you..." Doobie ushers Resonance and gets the supposed lodging he was to acquire, on his way he takes note of all the tents, seeing how many were actually filled.
Once outside the tent meant for him, Doobie crouches down in front of Resonance and checks out his reflection in the sword, making sure he doesn't have anything in his teeth. "Thank you, Resonance. Your uses are many, beyond the utility of any other sword!"
Doobie sighs, "Very well, I shall do as my pal suggested and play with you. Prepare to be wielded by the masterful grip of Doobie du-Shoobie!"
Doobie grabbed hold of Resonance's handle and swished the blade around, he'd then toss it up in the air for his Stand to catch. Starman would then do some cool moves with Resonance before allowing the sword to pass back down to Doobie, "Okay Magical one, time for rest."
The shrewd Kobold takes note of the tent, it's kinda shabby, missing a stake and kinda small. Good enough for him. Doobie would lay down with Resonance next to him. "If things go wrong, please tell me, sword."
He'd then drift to sleep.
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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 23, 2016 3:13:40 GMT -8
Jun raises an eyebrow as she pulls the gentleman closer to her. "I see. I'm not gonna lie, you have a certain... magnetism about you... I just... wanted to get to know you better first. The fact that you're such a good teacher helps." Jun runs her hand through Vaelar's hair.
She couldn't believe she was this close to someone she legitimately had a crush on after only a day. Her hand was literally trembling.
Not only that, but the bed was extremely comfortable! "Nice bedding by the way. Was this made in Medan too?"
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
Clothes and Equipment: ===================================================
Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 23, 2016 3:29:37 GMT -8
"Oh, this? No, I acquired it fighting against the Phoenix State. We raided an outpost and the commander was in the middle of a trade deal with a couple of roaming traders for this very cot. It had already been paid for when the raid began, but never slept in! Imagine that. We let the commander live, sent him back to his superiors in chains, but I kept the bed as spoils of war," responds Vaelar. He seems rather more comfortable than she is with being as close to her as he is. Perhaps his magnetism attracts women more commonly than one might think.
"In any case, you needn't apologise. I understand completely your desire to know me better. And, my dear, you are an exceptionally good student, I must say. You learn more quickly than I think any one of my recruits ever has," says Vaelarys, a touch of genuine admiration in his voice. As he speaks, he runs his fingertips up and down Jun's slender back, trailing over her sensitive spine, his other hand running tenderly through her hair. Their faces are extraordinarily close, now, and those soft violet eyes of his gaze into hers passionately, filled with the fire of lust and yearning.
After what seems like forever, Vaelar finally decides to make a solid move, leaning in to kiss Jun softly upon the lips. His own are soft and gentle, unscarred despite his many battles. It would seem that softness is one of the few remnants of his noble upbringing. Meanwhile, the hand upon her back slides up her nightshirt, continuing its tender attentions on her bare skin. His fingertips are rough and callused, but that'll likely only make the stimulation all the more palpable.
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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 23, 2016 3:52:32 GMT -8
"Let's... not talk about violence or war while we do this, ok?" The last thing Jun wanted to think about was the Phoenix State. She accepts the kiss and reciprocates, her lips feeling out his own, getting the hang of his rhythm. Her left hand went up his biceps and shoulders while her right continued to caress his face and hair. The more they explored each other, felt each other's energy and pacing, the more comfortable she became. Her own deep brown eyes began to sparkle and reflect his violet eyes. To her, this was one of the more beautiful things about sex.
This was gonna go rather nicely. She could tell.
She gave a little gasp as Vaelar's hand met a particularly sensitive spot on her spine. She smiled and pulled back her head, bowing to his slightly. She took on a more demure countenance. "You might actually appreciate this." Jun separated herself from him and removed her shirt, revealing that she had several small scars dotted around her body, including her back. "It's what I get for wanting to be a hero all the time, always trying to help others and do the right thing. I'm rather proud of them."
She once again raised her head up and reignited their ritual.
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
Clothes and Equipment: ===================================================
Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 23, 2016 4:07:19 GMT -8
Vaelar raises a brow as she removes her shirt, his eyes trailing up from her pelvis over her scarred figure, though eventually they come to rest on her bare, firm breasts, smallish yet perfect for grasping. Finally, he returns his gaze to her eyes.
"Indeed, your scars show how valiant you are, my dear! Truly, you must have fought in a great many battles. There is nothing to be ashamed of in wanting to be a hero. In fact, I pride myself in not allowing the Order to take contracts that would hurt the poor or innocent," responds Vaelar, though he's more than happy to get back to the snogging with no further ado.
His hands trail down her back, then, his bare chest pressed against hers, skin on scarred skin. His hands slide down her trousers to squeeze gently at her firm backside, pulling her ever closer into him, his quickly growing bulge fitting perfectly against her crotch. Truly, this is going to go rather nicely...
[Fade to black]
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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 23, 2016 4:10:57 GMT -8
It was at this point that Vaelar would notice a strange phenomenon. As Jun became increasingly excited, sparkly bits of mana, like fairy sparkles, would begin to float off from her skin. It was just something mages did apparently. She really couldn't help it.
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
Clothes and Equipment: ===================================================
Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 24, 2016 12:30:44 GMT -8
The next morning, Vaelar awakens fairly early, his eyes slowly drifting open. He had had a wonderful sleep, filled with pleasant dreams, and he has no doubt it's largely due to how exhausted Jun had made him the night before. He looks down at her peacefully slumbering face, and runs his fingertips through her hair gently for several minutes, savouring their closeness.
Then, he gently slides from Jun's embrace, careful not to wake her as he moves away, stretching widely with a light yawn. He stands and cracks his back, still somewhat sore from the rough pounding Jun had treated him to. The room still smells strongly of sex, but he ignores that for now as he pulls the veil separating his bed from the rest of the roomy tent and approaches the firepit, placing a pre-prepared pot of water over it and beginning the preparation of his famous Sellsword Stew.
When Jun awakens, she'll be greeted by the sound of bubbling water, the smell of perfectly cooked venison drifting through the tent, meshing with roast carrots, potatoes, and various spices. It's a very enticing smell.
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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 25, 2016 16:44:56 GMT -8
Jun woke up at around the same time. She sat up and smacked her lips. Her hair was a mess.
Then she took a sniff. It was an odd mix of the deep, pleasant, robust scent of venison, and ass.
Jun waved her hand around. There was a slight pink glow at her finger tips, and the room would be filled with a sweet rose scent. The venison scent would be temporarily negated but it would return with time. The... other scent, would be more permanently removed.
She yawned. "Morning." As she tried to get up, she realized how sore she was. It was definitely a new sensation. Her last two partners were... not as much of a challenge. Her face turned red when she realized what she needed to do. Very shy, she grabbed her nether regions and whispered, "Vokrii." This was easily the most embarrassing application of holy magic ever. As soon as she felt better, she got up.
With a flick of her wrist, she summoned her new favorite outfit, a somewhat loose and flowery red blouse she bought from St. James Boutique. Grabbing the clothes in a bunch, she stepped towards the entrance. "Is there a private tent I can go bathe? I don't need a water source. I can summon my own."
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Whir
Committed
Roleplay posts: 95
Age: 23
Physical Description: Whir stands approximately six feet and five inches (nearly two meters) tall. His skin ranges from pale to dark blue and is lined with bright markings that do not appear to be tattoos. Dark blue crystals shoot back from his scalp where hair would be on a pure blooded human. He is lithe and corded, muscles defined, but not pronounced.
Clothes and Equipment: ...
Simple clothing hangs from Whir's slim body. The only apparent armor a banded chest plate made of what appears to be some dark wood. Resting on a loop attached to the back of this chest piece is a long and narrow sword. To the untrained observer it almost appears as a needle, with the eye replaced by a pommel set with some light blue gem. The sword is in fact, made from a single crystal of orichalcum. The rapier-like double edged blade is nearly indestructible despite its thin profile. A leather wrap starts at the pommel and runs about eighteen inches up the body of the sword, where immediately after, the five foot long blade takes an edge.
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 19:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Whir on Feb 25, 2016 18:35:37 GMT -8
Whir had been walking down this road in the middle of nowhere for nearly a week now. He had passed various things, both familiar and foreign to him, but ultimately, the countryside hadn't changed a whole lot. "I wonder when I'll get to the next city," he asked no one in particular. His pack was light, having no more than another day's food, and his waterskin was nearly empty. Aside from that, his finances, or what substituted for them, were almost gone. He had one more drake's tear, and one more sapphire to barter with.
He picked up his pace slightly, as if a more determined approach would bring him to a town just over the next hill. There had been many next hills this week. Earlier he had passed an area with several tents and men, looking as is some military force had stayed the night there. He paid them no heed. If those men had noticed him, he would seem to almost glide down the road, his legs moving as if to walk, but almost not touching the ground as he passed.
After cresting a nearby hill, he could see a river in the distance. Oddly, though it was the middle of the day, a fog hung in the air where the road and river came together. He continued to walk and as he grew closer, he noticed that fog behaved as if the winds of the day had no affect on them. He stopped short of the roiling bank of mist and looked around. The river flowed cleanly and the road was unobstructed, but surely this was no natural thing. In any case, it was just mist. He strode into it, welcoming the feel of the cool vapor on his skin. The sky and all of its constituents were welcome to Whir. This was probably just a localized phenomenon caused by some playful wind spirits and he'd be through to the other side of the river soon.
[Exit to Bridge Town]
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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 Feb 25, 2016 18:48:05 GMT -8
Doobie wakes up in the morning and rushes to the tent Jun was in. Carefully carrying Resonance he enters the Tent, "JUN MY FRIEND! Are you well?!"
Doobie stops when he gets a surprise of seeing Jun naked, holding her clothes. "AIIEE!! I'm sorry! I've laid eyes upon my best friend in the nude!"
Doobie covers his eyes and hides resonance behind his back so the sword can't see either.
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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 25, 2016 19:05:21 GMT -8
There was a bright flash of light, and with that Jun was wearing her cotton pajamas from before. "AH!It's fine! No harm done." She waved her hands in the air apologetically!
She was suddenly very glad she had used her rose scent spell earlier!
"So, how are you. Did you sleep ok?"
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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 Feb 25, 2016 19:17:40 GMT -8
Doobie peeks from from his hand covering his eyes then removes his hand once he sees her covered up. "I slept with one eye open, prepared for any trickery. *sniff* What's that smell?"
Doobie smells the breakfast being made.
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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 25, 2016 19:35:22 GMT -8
Jun tried not to think about the implications of what Doobie said. Was Doobie familiar with human... mating... sounds? Nah, he was a deep sleeper. And they weren't that loud... were they?
"Oh, Vaelar's making food for us." She walked over to him and nudged him with her elbow teasingly. "Right Vaelar?"
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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 Feb 25, 2016 19:57:06 GMT -8
"YUM! Food! I cannot wait!" Doobie would pass Resonance to Jun and whisper to her. "Why were you naked? Where you actually okay or did something happen and he's making you say otherwise?"
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
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Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Feb 25, 2016 21:45:26 GMT -8
Vaelar waves to Jun as she exits his bedroom.
"Ah, I'm afraid not, but you can always simply do it in here. It isn't as if it would be anything I've not seen," responds Vaelar with a bemused grin. He, himself is only dressed in his brown leather trousers when Doobie quite rudely bursts into his tent. He's slightly aggravated at the intrusion; he would have liked some time to speak with Jun alone, perhaps exchange some pleasantries before having to leave the tent. Of course, it never works out that way.
"Yes, certainly, he may have a bowl or two. There will certainly be enough," says Vaelar, smirking lightly as he takes the pot off the fire. He procures three wooden bowls from a chest in the corner, before ladling the stew into the three bowls until they're filled to the brim and setting them upon the table, one for himself on one side, directly across from Jun's, who's sat next to Doobie. He lays out some spoons and sits before his bowl.
"Enjoy," he says, with a confident grin.
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