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 11:24:47 GMT -8
Ralf sees the troll and keeps his distance. "Whoa!" he exclaims, "you are a big one." Ralf is noticeably relaxed, still a good distance from the troll. "Ten gold is the toll, says the troll," he jests, "else the heads roll." Ralf grins.
Indeed, felling such a creature might be a feat worth telling. Ralf, still a good distance from the troll, draws his sword and bangs the flat edge upon his shield; he is taunting. "Why don't you come over here and face me, troll!"
Ralf is an agile man, and an experienced man. So if the troll is to come to him, he would try to use his agility to evade its strikes and his speed to make distance. His intention is to draw the troll away from the bridge.
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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 28, 2016 18:03:14 GMT -8
Vaelar looks down at the little Kobold, shaking his head with a confused and amused laugh. He sheathes his blade and straps his shield to his back before speaking.
"What about me beating you proves my character as a person?" asks Vaelar, sounding a little incredulous.
"And I'll have you know, my Lady Jun, that this duel was entirely his idea. How could I have any pent up aggression after you so expertly released it all for me last night?" he continues, giving her a sly wink. The Initiate she had been training with gives a snicker behind his hand. The unlucky lad had the displeasure of having the tent right next to theirs, and so he didn't get any sleep the night before.
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Ying-Na of the Acacia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73 
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'7", athletic, darker skinned, more prominent epicanthic fold than Jun, straight, jet black hair with strands grey, warm cunning smile and deep brown eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A rare, blue/black wildebeest hybrid in perfect health with no deformities, dubbed Indigo by Ying-Na
An enchanted black recurve composite bow with a slight blue glow; both it and any arrows fired from it are highly resistant to damage (the arrows lose this effect after a few minutes without exposure).
A Katashiman longbow which can shoot elemental arrows.
A quiver with dozens of handmade-arrows, along with an arrow-making kit
Lamellar hardwood armor on top of a high density silk gambeson.
two karambit hidden in her belt
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 21:13:33 GMT -8
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Post by Ying-Na of the Acacia on Feb 28, 2016 20:40:37 GMT -8
Having tied her pet wildebeest to a nearby tree, Ying-Na was now expertly maneuvering in and out of the shadows that the tents were casting in the morning sun. It was a beautiful day, a day well suited to being reunited with her daughter.
She was nervous, not just about the crunching leaves beneath her boots (she wasn't actually very good at this, just good enough), but also about seeing her again. How had she changed? Was she ok? Was she eating well? Did she ever plan to come home? So many questions!
She had stealthily made it to the training tent and witnessed the two battles happening. She stifled a giggle when she saw Jun and the cadet nail each other's privates. I'm pretty sure I taught her that! And that's when she saw her healing Doobie. She grinned with pride. Jun had not had substantial healing abilities before. And she was learning how to use a sword! Yes! Physical combat! Something other than magic! But who the heck is the big guy? And why is he giving my daughter those eyes and... oh.
"And who are you calling my Lady Jun?!" With little warning, the middle-aged, black haired woman stepped out of the shadows and approached the party. Her bow was holstered on her back and her hands were on her hips. She had a stern look about her. "She was my lady first."
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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 28, 2016 23:03:37 GMT -8
"WHo's this?!" Doobie is confused, he turns to Jun, "Friend, do you know this woman?"
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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 28, 2016 23:56:01 GMT -8
"Mm-MOM!" Jun disappeared in a bright flash and reappeared right in front of the archer. She hugged her profusely. "MOM! I'M SO GLAD TO SEE YOU! I'M... I'VE... I MISSED YOU!" She would continue to hug her until her arms went limp.
"Here, let me introduce you to some of my friends. This here is Doobie. He's a kobold and he can use magic, as you probably saw. And this is Vaelar. He's teaching me sword play. We're also... we wuh wah we're friends too. And everyone, this is my mom! Ying-Na, of the Acacia Clan. She's the best archer in my tribe. OH DON'T SHOOT THE CROW!"
She gestured towards Blackbean. "That's Blackbean. He's... well it's a long story."
She glared at Ying-Na's overly sized longbow. She had never seen her with it before. "Nice bow."
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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 29, 2016 0:19:48 GMT -8
As soon as the woman appears from the shadows right smack in the middle of a mercenary camp, she's greeted by several men pointing loaded bows of their own at her, and two halberds at her throat. Vaelar eyes her suspiciously, but then Jun teleports over to hug her and Vaelar gives the motion to stand down.
The halberds leave the woman's throat, and bows are slowly lowered, although arrows remain notched and halberds drawn. The Knight General had just had a bow brandished at him. Very discomforting to most Order of the Hammer members.
Vaelar, however, gives an amicable grin and strides over, his arm outstretched in a friendly gesture.
"I am General Vaelar Black, of the Order of the Hammer! Nice to meet you," he intones, his voice deep and manly as always. Jun's mother might find it rather odd that he's meeting her shirtless, but Vaelar seems to be unconcerned.
"I would have appreciated it if you were to announce yourself to my guards next time! You were almost made a pincushion!"
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Ying-Na of the Acacia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'7", athletic, darker skinned, more prominent epicanthic fold than Jun, straight, jet black hair with strands grey, warm cunning smile and deep brown eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A rare, blue/black wildebeest hybrid in perfect health with no deformities, dubbed Indigo by Ying-Na
An enchanted black recurve composite bow with a slight blue glow; both it and any arrows fired from it are highly resistant to damage (the arrows lose this effect after a few minutes without exposure).
A Katashiman longbow which can shoot elemental arrows.
A quiver with dozens of handmade-arrows, along with an arrow-making kit
Lamellar hardwood armor on top of a high density silk gambeson.
two karambit hidden in her belt
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 21:13:33 GMT -8
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Post by Ying-Na of the Acacia on Feb 29, 2016 0:57:02 GMT -8
Ying-Na is all too happy to embrace her daughter. They literally hadn't seen each other in years. "Oh... Jun... sweetheart."
As Jun introduced her to her friends, Ying-Na nodded politely. She seems especially pleased to see Doobie, the amazing magic-wielding kobold. Kobolds were rare in the Land-Tiller's Expanse. "It's good to meet you all, especially you Doobie. Jun's letter spoke very highly of you. But youuuu..."
She eyes Vaelar carefully. "Odd, my daughter usually goes for the gentle ones." Ying-Na had enough world experience where she could sense what was going on just at a glance. She would whisper in her ear "Careful, he looks like he might be a little TOO well-endowed."
Turning back to him, she says, "Well, you're still teaching my daughter something other than magic, so I suppose I must be grateful." She extended her hand in friendship.
She then became somewhat grim. "Jun, I wanna hear all about your adventures, but we also need to talk. It's about our tribe, and the Phoenix State, and Medan."
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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 29, 2016 1:18:13 GMT -8
"This is your mother? She looks much better than mine!" Doobie compliments. "Good to meet you too! Mother of my Best Friend!"
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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 29, 2016 1:44:55 GMT -8
Jun turned red and whispered back. "Mommm... Look Vaelar's my business ok... and yes, he's... a challenge. But... I like challenges?" There was no way to address this issue without being awkward.
Upon hearing word about Medan, Jun would appear worried. "Umm, yah, sure. Vaelar, mind if me and my mom go talk in the tent?" Presumably he'd say yes. If so, they'd go and talk in private.
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After several minutes, they might here some yelling. "What? Our people did what?! How!?"
"What do you mean no one knows what's going?"
"Intaja?! She said what?!"
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Several minutes later Jun returned from the tend with her mother. They both appeared grim. "I know you don't want me to do anything hasty... but something is definitely wrong there. Camilla wouldn't do something like that..."
Jun had learned that Medan had suddenly sealed off its borders and had apparently changed regimes. Most shockingly she learned that her own people had deployed forces to fight Medan. There were rumors that they possessed a mysterious anti-siege weapon. Intaja's visions described it as a fire from the sky... A dragon perhaps?
Camilla, Evrand, Hylon, no one knew what happened to them.
"I don't know. There's nothing we can do about it, yet. Thanks for telling me, mom."
After a few moments of silence, Jun said, "So, what are we gonna do about the gnolls?"
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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 29, 2016 12:09:16 GMT -8
(The Bridge Troll - Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf.) The troll watches Ralf's antics, with beady stupid eyes. It smacks it's club into it's hand, but doesn't approach. Though not very bright, it is stubborn and Ralf isn't trying to cross the bridge from what it can tell. "I ain't gunna go there, got's ta guard me bridge. You pay gold, or you no cross." |
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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 29, 2016 12:22:28 GMT -8
Vaelar laughs boisterously at Ying-Na's words as he clasps his forearm to hers in a sort of warrior's greeting.
"Oh, my Lady, I can be very gentle, do not worry. And I will not put your daughter in harm's way without bearing my shield before her, although what combative abilities she has displayed have been rather impressive! I truly doubt you need be concerned about a simple man like myself against such an amazing warrior as your daughter. She truly is like nothing I have yet seen, and I have seen much in my time," says Vaelar, his voice heavily laced with genuine admiration. The way he looks at Jun as he speaks is enough to confirm his feelings, if words aren't enough.
When Jun excuses herself, Vaelar is very accommodating.
"Oh, of course! Please, please, do go ahead. My home is yours, my dear," he responds to her plea. Externally, he doesn't seem to sense her distress, but within he's carefully calculating what he'll say when Jun returns bearing bad news.
When she does eventually return to the training ground, he places his hand upon her shoulder with a comforting squeeze, looking down at her with a serious expression.
"If there is anything you need to tend to immediately, I would be more than willing to help. My men can handle a few Gnolls," responds Vaelar with a solemn tone. He's very, very serious. That much is obvious.
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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 29, 2016 13:07:32 GMT -8
Doobie would speak to Vaelar again once he's all healed up and while Jun is away speaking to her mother. "You questioned my reasoning for challenging you to bout. I did indeed get a read for your character during that fight, you had the option to do more than wound me as I left Starman open, but you didn't take advantage of it and attempt to kill me. With such restraint I figured you aren't a villain after all."
After a moment of nodding his head while his arms were crossed he suddenly outbursted with his fists balled. "However I am not pleased with you on the matter of Jun! I've put the pieces together Vaelar Black! You had sexual relations with my best friend! I am not pleased! Not pleased at all! A ruffian such as you and the fair maiden Jun, BAH!"
Doobie would quietly seethe in disappointment, sitting on the ground.
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Registered: Nov 22, 2024 5:29:07 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2016 13:20:45 GMT -8
Suddenly, a faint glowing green mist appeared within Jun's vision, coating all she saw in such a transcending aura. She could be relaxed by this, if allowed, but all the same, a calming sound emitted into her ears, rushing gently like a stream.
"Falkreath...."
And with that, a small, green trail was marked upon the road, only viewed by Jun, every time she would think of Falkreath. Once she stopped thinking of the world, the trail would fade. If she thought of it once more, the trail would grow back to brightness 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 29, 2016 13:32:39 GMT -8
Jun blinks and shakes her head. "Umm..." She looks at everyone. "Well... I don't know what's going to happen, but I sense we'll need more allies. I'm gonna go back to Falkreath and talk to the orcs. Anyone wanna come?"
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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 29, 2016 13:39:16 GMT -8
Vaelar gives Doobie a nod.
"That I did. Do not worry, though, she was undoubtedly in control the entire time. She rather ravaged me, my friend," he says with a sly grin. Then, he turns to Jun, his expression solemn again.
"My dear Jun, we have just met. It would be a shame to lose sight of you so quickly, particularly if the journey you are embarking upon is dangerous. I will accompany you," he says. He then calls to a nearby man who walks by with an authoritative air.
"You, Commander Lester! You are in command while I am gone. Find the gnolls, bring their heads to the contract giver. Remember, the more heads we bring, the more we get paid as per the contract deals. Only kill them if they're armed, however. The rest are to be taken captive and turned in to local authorities."
He turns back to Jun and squeezes her shoulder again.
"Need you a mount? And your mother? I have plenty...or, you could always ride with me with Doobie and your mother on their own horse. It would mean one less horse to feed," he says, with a wink.
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Ying-Na of the Acacia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'7", athletic, darker skinned, more prominent epicanthic fold than Jun, straight, jet black hair with strands grey, warm cunning smile and deep brown eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A rare, blue/black wildebeest hybrid in perfect health with no deformities, dubbed Indigo by Ying-Na
An enchanted black recurve composite bow with a slight blue glow; both it and any arrows fired from it are highly resistant to damage (the arrows lose this effect after a few minutes without exposure).
A Katashiman longbow which can shoot elemental arrows.
A quiver with dozens of handmade-arrows, along with an arrow-making kit
Lamellar hardwood armor on top of a high density silk gambeson.
two karambit hidden in her belt
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 21:13:33 GMT -8
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Post by Ying-Na of the Acacia on Feb 29, 2016 13:42:02 GMT -8
Ying-Na smiled at Vaelar in response to him saying she was a great warrior. "Hah, are you kidding? She can't hold a bow and arrow to save her life!" She ruffled Jun's hair. She pursed her lips and grimaced when Doobie explicitly said that Jun had slept with Vaelar, although she couldn't help smirk when Vaelar said she had full control. With concern to Falkreath, she nodded. "Isra will be fine without me for a while. To my knowledge this new regime of Medan hasn't attacked them. I can come." She put her hand on Jun's shoulder. "You know your father made friends with a half orc about a year ago. His name was Vorn Kazatul . We don't usually deal with orcs. Not that we hate them, they just don't enter our territories very often. Meeting strange friends must run in your father's blood." She glanced at Doobie. Once again she turned to Vaelar. "I brought my pet Wildebeest Indigo. Jun can ride with me if it's alright with her. Indigo misses you Jun! He picked up on your scent even when we were outside the walls!" |
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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 29, 2016 13:46:00 GMT -8
"Well, friend," Ralf replies in a laid-back voice, "looks we're at an impasse. See, I ain't got no gold. And I need to get over that there bridge," Ralf points at the troll's bridge. "So somethin's gotta give."
Ralf paces back and forth trying to think of something. "I got it!" he finally exclaims. "I bet you can't break this here shield." Ralf motions his hand over his Hirhanic shield. It was an enchanted gift, given to him by his good friend Hirhan some time ago, virtually unbreakable, and able to 'absorb' the impact of blows and spells that hit its surface. There would be practically no way the troll could hope to smash it. If anything, the blue and white paint that covered its surface might become scratched, but not much else.
"So... you wanna try to break it or no?"
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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 29, 2016 13:49:37 GMT -8
"Doobie will come!"
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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 29, 2016 13:56:14 GMT -8
Jun scratched the back of her head. "Umm..." She looks longingly at Vaelar, and at her mother, and at Vaelar again, and at her mother again.
Crap.
"Umm... Uhh..."
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Ying-Na of the Acacia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 73
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'7", athletic, darker skinned, more prominent epicanthic fold than Jun, straight, jet black hair with strands grey, warm cunning smile and deep brown eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A rare, blue/black wildebeest hybrid in perfect health with no deformities, dubbed Indigo by Ying-Na
An enchanted black recurve composite bow with a slight blue glow; both it and any arrows fired from it are highly resistant to damage (the arrows lose this effect after a few minutes without exposure).
A Katashiman longbow which can shoot elemental arrows.
A quiver with dozens of handmade-arrows, along with an arrow-making kit
Lamellar hardwood armor on top of a high density silk gambeson.
two karambit hidden in her belt
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 21:13:33 GMT -8
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Post by Ying-Na of the Acacia on Feb 29, 2016 14:06:34 GMT -8
Ying-Na chuckled. "Just ride with your new boyfriend. We can still talk." And if he tries anything against her will, she can always set him on fire, she wanted to say. "Oh, I got a new bow in Katashima. I know that stuff doesn't interest you but it's got an 80 lb draw weight. I've been practicing with it. I can hit things maybe... 250 yards away now?" She'd continue to talk about things as they traveled to Falkreath. <Exit> |
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