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 23:45:53 GMT -8
Jun looked at Doobie slyly. "Oh, trust me, I'm fine. In fact I've never been better. I was just naked because... well... the tent was warm."
She took a spoonful of the stew. Her expression grew bright. "WOW, this is amazing!" She gobbled the strew furiously. "You know I'm not a bad cook myself. I'd love it if you taught me how to make this!"
The only drawback to the warm stew was that she suddenly became more aware of how badly she needed to bathe. As soon as she was done, she'd go into the bedroom again. "I'll be right back." She muttered "Kun kuz buld" and made a little light construct pale, and then waved her hands to summon some water into the pale for her to bathe.
So Vaelar was a good cook. She was starting to like this guy...
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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 26, 2016 1:24:55 GMT -8
Doobie cautiously ate the stew, once he discerned that it was safe he picked up the pace. He ate very cleanly and made no mess. Once the bowl was licked clean, he flipped it over and placed it in the middle of the table. Jun has already left the room, leaving Doobie and Vaelar alone.
"Good eats, human! Doobie's compliments are not handed out sparingly. However..." Doobie leered. "This does not pardon you from my suspicions, no. I suspect of you something dastardly, have you done something to my best friend?"
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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 26, 2016 21:18:38 GMT -8
Vaelar hides a smirk at Jun's answer beneath his spoon as he takes a sip of broth. Then, he smiles at her enjoyment of the hearty stew, and gives an eager nod.
"Why of course! I am more than willing to share the recipe with you. It is very simple," he says, sitting back in his seat as he finishes the last of his soup and wrapping his hands leisurely behind the back of his head. When Doobie asks him the question, he can't help but crack a grin.
"My friend, she was far more aggressive than I. It is more like she did something to me. Not that I complain, mind," responds Vaelar. The grin only grows with the memory of the night before, and he has to stop himself from getting all hot and bothered about it.
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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 26, 2016 21:37:07 GMT -8
Doobie grumbles, secrets are being kept, there was only one way to determine his character. The same way Raymondo had done. Doobie stand up on top of his stool and beckons to Vaelar, pointing his finger. "I have decided! Vaelar Black, I will not place my trust in you until you face me in a bout! It is only then I will get a look at your spirit! Will you accept my challenge?"
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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 27, 2016 0:16:19 GMT -8
Jun was finished bathing and was now legitimately dressed in her fashionably not-to-revealing red blouse. She walked in just as Doobie had issues his challenge to Vaelar.
"... Ok, wasn't expecting this." She grinned. "Well, I'm gonna grab some training stuff and go train with one of the other cadets. You two macho men can duke it out next to us, because I also wanna watch."
She headed outside, but not before she takes Resonance. "Wouldn't want you to accidentally explode our new friend." She winked.
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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 27, 2016 2:07:31 GMT -8
Vaelar raises a brow at the kobold. The lizard's logic doesn't seem very sound.
"How, precisely, will beating you in a trial of arms prove that I have no ill intent?" asks Vaelar. Then, Jun walks out the door before he can stop her, and he sighs. This kobold is getting to be a nuisance. He wanted to at least have a friendly chat with his most recent lover before she left.
"But alright. If it is a duel you want, a duel you will get. We will fight to first blood," responds Vaelar, standing up and pulling Doobie out of the tent with him, grabbing his sword and shield as he leaves, yet leaving his chest and feet bare. He cares not if his men see him in this state, they have seen him much worse.
He steps into a ring within the training grounds, and beckons Doobie to join him as he affixes the thick kite shield upon his arm and swings his well-crafted bastard sword before him, testing its weight. Same as usual, obviously, but it's an ingrained habit.
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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 27, 2016 2:45:11 GMT -8
"HEY!" Doobie protests as Vaelar yanks him around like he's a dog. Once he's free he walks to the ring with Vaelar and begins performing his kata to warm up. Doobie had no weapon of course, he had no need of such. He strikes a pose and speaks to Vaelar, "I will not be using steel against you, no, your spirit will be judged... by my STAND!" Doobie sparkles brilliantly and Starman manifests behind him in a cascade of color. The spirit wore a star shaped helmet with a black visor, 4 point stars on its bracers, and had length of cloth that came off it's kilt with stars at the end. Its body was blue, large and muscular, and its hair was long and crimson flowing out from under the helmet. After appearing, Starman joins in Doobie's pose in an embrace.  "You may be confused, I'll explain. This is my Stand, the Starman. He is a manifestation of my fighting spirit, Mana, and Psionic capabilities. I've heard stories of people referring to 'Guardian Angels', it is my belief that it is not heaven's intervention that saves people, but the will to fight!" Starman and Doobie separate with Starman moving forward. "Damage inflicted to Starman is mirrored unto me as we are one and the same. Once the first drop of my blood hits the ground, I will concede the match. Now be prepared! My Attack starts now!" Starman rushes forward, roaring and throwing it's first punch with gauntleted fist. The Stars on its gauntlets were pointy and capable of drawing blood if hit. |
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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 27, 2016 15:34:31 GMT -8
Jun is already sparring with a cadet by the time Doobie summoned his stand. She grinned. She understood that some people needed to get into conflicts with each other in order to establish mutual respect, and she wanted Vaelar and Doobie to respect each other.
It was typically, though not always, a guy thing.
Then again, her attitude of power play while they were having sex had no doubted contributed to Vaelar respecting her...
Jun and the cadet would continue to parry and strike blows. She was really starting to get comfortable with a buckler. She wondered if Imud Habrua would be willing to make a buckler for her.
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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 27, 2016 16:55:17 GMT -8
Ulfang raises his shield to easily block the oncoming strike, the stand's fist crunching into steel. Such a simple and reckless tactic won't work against him. However, instead of immediately countering, he begins to circle Doobie's stand, shield raised and in a defensive position, ready to block any oncoming strike.
Meanwhile, his blade stays loose at his side, hidden partially behind his shield. When he does strike, it will be swift, unforseen, and strong enough to draw plenty of blood. Those violet eyes burn with the excitement of adrenaline, his bared muscles rippling as he prepares for real battle.
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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 27, 2016 17:46:55 GMT -8
The force of Starman's punch puts a dent in the steel and Doobie chuckles and waves his finger, "Lets see how long you can hold that shield after this pummeling! STARMAN!" Starman roars and begins its assault. Punching left and right continuously, increasing in pace. 「STAAAARARARARARARARARARARARA!!!」Starman's fists began to glow brightly like a night sky as the pace increasing to be more rapid. The arms becoming a blur as they batter the shield, the shield was getting more and more craters in it and the force of Starman's barrage would start to force you backwards. Doobie keeps his concentration steeled and watches Vaelar's movements. 
「STAAAARARARARARARARARARARARA!!!」 |
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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 27, 2016 18:25:19 GMT -8
Unfortunately for this stand, Vaelar is not an idiot. Instead of simply standing there and taking the beating, he sidesteps and allows the punches to slide off the ever so slightly curved inch-thick steel of his shield. Doing so gives him an opening to slice at the stand's stomach, underneath its flailing arms.
A good offence is not always the best defence, a lesson the stand will surely learn soon. Unless the stand ceases it's assault to block the strike, it'll end up with a rather nasty gash across its midsection. Painful, but not deadly.
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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 27, 2016 18:36:39 GMT -8
Jun bears witness to the unbridled fury that is Starman!
She gets distracted and accidentally gets kicked in the groin by the cadet she is training with.
As she kneels towards the ground, she turns to Doobie and gives a thumbs up. "Yah... good job... Doobie!" She says this with a pained, but grinning face.
As she slowly rises, she punches her sparring partner in the balls. As he recoils they both start laughing.
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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 27, 2016 19:08:41 GMT -8
Doobie sees Vaelar's move and mentally commands Starman to stop, and it does so with great precision. Starman dashes backwards away from Vaelar's effective range. Doobie then beckons for Starman's next attack, "SHOOTING STAR!"
Starman crosses its arms in front of it and the stars on the gauntlets glows. Starman then does a 1-2 punch from a distance, the stars launch from it's gauntlets streaming towards Vaelar. One star is aimed high, the other star aimed at the feet.
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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 27, 2016 20:38:09 GMT -8
Vaelar avoids both stars by crouching slightly to duck under the higher strike and dropping his shield to block the lower one. Then, using his already bent knees as a spring, he launches himself at the stand, bringing his blade down diagonally from the right.
However, his intent is not to continue the strike. Just before the blade hits its mark, he feints to the left and jabs the sharp tip of his blade toward the stand's shoulder. His strike is not particularly powerful, but if it hits it will still surely bury itself in the stand's arm, and it will absolutely cause some loss of blood.
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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 27, 2016 21:36:16 GMT -8
「RAAAAAAAAAA!!!」
Starman raises his hands to expertly catch the blade between his palms, however, vaelar's clever plan works. Starman is stabbed in the shoulder and a jet of blood shoots out. Doobie yelps as he starts bleeding, luckily he had removed his tunic, otherwise it would be stained. "AAAIIIIE!! I concede! Jun! Heal me! AIIIEEEE!!"
Doobie is flailing and running around in circles. Starman disappears in a brilliant dazzle and becomes part of Doobie again.
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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 27, 2016 23:19:05 GMT -8
Jun and the cadet had just gotten through a rather epic exchange. Jun was on the ground, nodding impressed. The cadet helped her up, and they bowed to each other amicably.
She walked over to the combats. "Have you boys worked out your aggression?" She knelt down and whispered "Vokrii" to Doobie's shoulder. The cut sealed up instantly. She raised an eyebrow at Vaelar. She couldn't believe anyone could beat Doobie's stand in a melee fight!
Vaelar was good...
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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 27, 2016 23:28:53 GMT -8
"Woo, thank you friend!" Doobie walks over to his tunic on the ground and slips it on. He then approaches Vaelar. "Well fought, sir. I suppose you aren't so bad after all."
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Michael Zeliph
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Registered: Oct 1, 2015 14:37:35 GMT -8
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Post by Michael Zeliph on Feb 27, 2016 23:45:12 GMT -8
After his experience over in hell hole city, better none as bridge city. He was regretful to have left Kalarys. It was just the fact of literal death being there and one wrong word and it would have been literal death for him. So he walked with a scorched and mopped in self hate for leaving her.
That soon vanished after hours and he sighed, walking on the dirt path again bored out of his wits and Sun in his eyes. The world seemed to hate him that day. He sighed and pulled a canteen of water out from his satchel and took a few sips from it before putting it back. He held his hand out and created an umbrella and rested it on his shoulder, the top open and shielding his eyes from the sun.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Feb 28, 2016 4:57:44 GMT -8
A warrior of nordic stock traveled down the open road nonchalantly. He had traveled the world, spoke to dragons, met spectacular friends, and downed mugs of ale at every tavern he'd come across. The light breeze on this temperate day caused his bear-fur cloak to hover behind him just a bit, and the coolness of the breeze invaded his mail armor and kissed his skin beneath. It was a refreshing walk, and perhaps one in which he could contemplate on where he should go next. If a sailor does not know to which port he is sailing, then no wind is favorable, he said in his head. But, perhaps this warrior's aimless travels might have led him to something upon the Open Road. A friend, perhaps? Maybe there were others on this road seeking companions; Ralf would be happy to make new comrades. Or maybe a dangerous beast lurked ahead, hiding behind the hills and trees. Perhaps, even, another warrior would meet him down the road: one who would want to test mettle against the Varan warrior: Ralf Valgard, hailing from the northlands of Asgeir! (I'd be more than happy to meet up with Vaelar/Jun/Doobie if they're still participating, or you can cook something up for me yourself Alden Marshal!)
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 28, 2016 11:17:47 GMT -8
( Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf - The Bridge Troll.) It was not an unpleasant day, as Ralf walked down the road. Though overcast, the rain would not fall for a long time, and it was not chill enough to bother a native of Aesgir. The road eventually comes a wide river, to deep to wade across, to fast to swim. Fortunately there is a sturdy stone bridge, wide enough for two horses to ride abreast.  The bad news for Ralf though, is the large troll standing in front of the bridge. "Ten gold, that's my toll." The large creature rumbles out, as it hefts it's might club. It towers over even the proud Aesgir warrior, and it is nearly twice as wide. It is covered in thick armor like scales, perhaps it would be best to pay it's toll. Or Ralf could fight, surely felling such a beast would be a worthy tale.  |
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