Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390 
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 22, 2016 12:29:50 GMT -8
Maelik raised a finger high to the sky and smiled gloriously, and the only thing one could safely say was that the world at large was lucky that the demon was not a balloon for fear of all the hot air that would scorch the planet.
"Roy my boy, and Vera as well! A pleasure to see you again my dear! I never expected to meet you two here, in fact I didn't peg Roy for the fair type... I sorta just assumed he'd be hiding in our room or the library or... well something. I assume I have lovely Vera to thank for your company? Anyway, I submitted for their tasting pleasure a pie made up of cherry, strawberry and raspberry jam with some hybrid fruit I cultivated back home to really give it that sweet tasting kick to the tastebuds! I do hope that they notice the layered effect I was going for, I'd be terribly disappointed if they didn't but I suppose so long as they recognize my GENIUS then it doesn't really matter!"
He bent his back nearly in half as he belted out a few laughs before quite suddenly straightening back up like a pole.
"I wasn't aware that you could bake though Royboy, you simply must indulge me later tonight... Perhaps you can even invite that girly of yours and I can duck out for a bit when I'm done..." he said whilst nudging Royal and winking at Vera. Nobody ever once accused Maelik of being subtle.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183 
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Feb 22, 2016 12:50:33 GMT -8
Vera smiles and waves at Maelik. When he talks about his pie she gives a little snort. Nudging Roy in the ribs she says in mock apology.
"Sorry honey, I know who I have my money on to win."
When he gives his not so subtle suggestion, her cheeks flush pink. Still she manages to inject some levity into her voice.
"Well, we will just see how thing go today, before I make any decisions about that."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 22, 2016 13:04:00 GMT -8
"That sounds like a tasty pie, Maelik. You'll do well."
When Maelik mentions his suggestions for the night, Roy's eyes widen.
"Ehh? I...uh...I mean..."
He shakes his head, reaching instinctively for the chocolate in his pocket. After a moment, he stops and realizes that the chocolate won't help him in this situation.
"Ehehehe...Yeah, my gran taught me how to bake..."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 22, 2016 13:35:56 GMT -8
Maelik chuckled once again and slapped his knee rather hard, the horrible sound of bones shattering like glass immediately following the motion.
"AH FU- No no, it's cool... Lutis and such... *deep intake* Anywho it was worth it."
Standing on one leg while the other one began its regenerative process the demon leaned down against the table and eyed the budding couple with a grin.
"Mhm Roy that's nice, perhaps I should visit her when I graduate the academy... Learn a few of her techniques perhaps... But more importantly what have you two been up to recently? Two young birds such as yourselves must get into some exciting predicaments!"
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Feb 22, 2016 13:43:28 GMT -8
Vera watches Roy stutter, she completely understands where he is coming from. Despite how brazen she was, when it came to that she was almost as timid... almost. She watched Maelik slap his knee and heard the crunch. Did he just break his leg? Either way he changed the subject, which was good enough for her.
"No as many exciting predicaments as I would like. Still we harassed one of the witches in the woods, that was fun."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 22, 2016 13:54:43 GMT -8
Roy chuckles nervously.
"Ehehe...yeah, we bothered a witch. She threw water on Vera."
He glances over his shoulder nervously, almost expecting the witch to be behind him.
"It's certainly been...exciting. Vera certainly makes sure I don't sit around inside all day."
Looking over at the judges, Roy sees that they're on pie #60.
"Still some time till they get to mine or yours, Maelik."
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Lutin Cartel
Established
Roleplay posts: 39
Physical Description: Elin: http://i.imgur.com/GcvE4CS.png
Jimmie Eclair: http://i.imgur.com/F0dlyzr.jpg
Registered: Dec 11, 2015 14:21:53 GMT -8
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Post by Lutin Cartel on Feb 22, 2016 14:03:51 GMT -8
As the judges make their decisions, the attendants bring out the 61st pie. It's a very pretty pie, with peach filling and a lattice crust on top. As the attendant cuts into the pie, it bursts. A cloud of glittery dust explodes from the pie, engulfing the entire judging stand in a sparkly fog. Several shady figures from the sides of the crowd tie cloths around their mouths and noses, then dive into the cloud. The dust only stays in the air for a few moments before blowing away, but that's ample time for the cartel. When it clears, the guards and attendants are all unconscious with fairy dust-induced grins on their faces. The judges are nowhere to be seen.
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Feb 22, 2016 14:30:05 GMT -8
Grey eyes widened at the sudden explosion of glittery dust, and Len immediately raised an arm, covering her mouth and nose with the sleeve of her chemise to try and keep any of the stuff from being inhaled, as she clenched her eyes shut. Which looked to be a good thing, as the people who had inhaled it looked rather.. well.. unconscious, but also oddly happy? She blinked at the sight in confusion as she opened her eyes again, quickly backing away from the pie-judging stand and looking around. What.. had just happened? She looked up at Kye, who ruffled his feathers and tilted her head. Apparently the hawk hadn't seen anything. "What is going on here..? Where are the judges?"
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 22, 2016 16:04:28 GMT -8
The kerfuffle coming from the fairy dust fiasco drew Maelik's attention before he was able to add anything more to the conversation with Royal and Vera. This was a catastrophe! The judges have been kidnapped and in the bright of day no less! What an act of inhumane debauchery, what a vile show of depravity!
"Damn it all! Now who's going to declare me the winner!?"
He snapped his gaze back to Royal and Vera and practically engulfed him in his wings as he lurched down to speak to them.
"I think some skulls smashing is in order here, wouldn't you two agree?"
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Feb 22, 2016 17:40:36 GMT -8
Vera watched the entire display, mouth slightly agape. When it all finished she looked around stunned.
"Ah no. AW HELL NO! Ain't no god damn, who ever the hell that was, ruining my date! Come on Roy, Maelik we got some people who need to teach manners to!"
Vera plunges her hand into the earth, and spreads out her senses. She connects with all the nearby plant and animal life, looking for the judges. Whoever planned this, clearly didn't know they were dealing with a druid. You don't piss off a druid outside of a city, that was just common sense. After a moment she thrusts her finger, in the direction the criminals fled.
"That-a-way!"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 22, 2016 21:20:06 GMT -8
"Huh? Wait!"
Roy looks in the direction of Vera's pointing.
"But Vera...there are guards and people like that. They can handle it..."
He sighs, knowing already that there's no way Vera's going to change her mind.
"Alright, let's go...but be careful, alright? Who knows what kidnappers will do?"
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 23, 2016 10:20:27 GMT -8
"I can tell you what they'll do Roy. They'll scream and writhe around on the ground in agony whilst I giggle like a circus clown."
Vera's druidic abilities were a neat little trick to have up one's sleeve, knowing which direction that the dead men scurried off to without stopping to catch their scent was a blessing in and of itself. Maelik doubted that the goons would have been a pleasant scent at all.
Charging off in the direction that the druid pointed Maelik would start amassing quite a bit of speed, his long strides easily outpacing his companions... Which was bad since he didn't know where the thugs were going.
He looped around and slowed back down to merely take up pace behind Vera and Royal, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Feb 23, 2016 10:52:51 GMT -8
Vera was better than a blood hound, when it came to tracking. Since she could draw on the earth to boost her speed, and Maelik and Roy were both naturally fast, they soon caught up with the criminals. Vera sent a pulse of magic into the earth, forcing the grass to grow and trip them up.
"HEY ASSHOLES! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY, FOR RUINING MY DATE!"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 23, 2016 11:01:02 GMT -8
Roy runs after them, tripping and stumbling as he tries to stay under his parasol.
"Hey! Slow down! Ouch!"
He pulls his hand in quickly, as the sunlight scorches his finger. Seeing that they've caught up with the kidnappers, he stops.
"Hey! Put the judges down!"
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Feb 23, 2016 11:04:55 GMT -8
Eleniel watched some people running off, apparently on a mission. A part of her really wanted to go with them and find out what they were up to.. but at the same time.. it looked like they had it handled. After a few minutes of waffling, she finally decided it was better that she left. Heading toward the edges of the fairground, she wandered back into the city proper and to the bakery.
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Lutin Cartel
Established
Roleplay posts: 39
Physical Description: Elin: http://i.imgur.com/GcvE4CS.png
Jimmie Eclair: http://i.imgur.com/F0dlyzr.jpg
Registered: Dec 11, 2015 14:21:53 GMT -8
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Post by Lutin Cartel on Feb 23, 2016 11:07:56 GMT -8
The cartel members look back at the shouting druid, and spot the skinny vampire and the hulking demon. There are seven of them in total, each carrying an unconscious judge slung over their shoulder. They all wear protective face masks.
"Go away! This doesn't concern you!"
One of them flings a bottle at the trio, which explodes in a shimmering shower of fairy dust. The kidnappers struggle and pull themselves free, then scatter in different directions.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 23, 2016 16:25:22 GMT -8
Being transported via someone else's magic was always a little unsettling, but Reuna quickly shook it off with a small stagger, reaching out to grasp the nearest steady object as she tried to dispel the disorientation. Karrik cawed from his place on her shoulder, fluttering his wings until she righted herself, a hand resting on a nearby stall. Blinking away the fuzziness at the edges of her vision, she glanced around with curiosity. "Ah. This is quite lovely." She hadn't been to many fairs. They weren't exactly her preference when it came to entertainment. But, she figured it wouldn't hurt her to attend for Gavin's sake.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 23, 2016 16:54:58 GMT -8
Maelik was already grabbing something from his back as the goons spoke their piece, clutching it tight in fist.
"I'll have you know it concerns me greatly! What would happen to my precious work if on of those fat cats happened to lose their tongue? It would get cold! That's unacceptable!"
The demon saw the exploding bottle and heroically shot forward in order to body block most of the dust. Maelik's thought process was quite clear on this, if this was some form of poison he would be able to take the brunt of it and come out just fine. However that clear and concise way of thinking started to get warped and blurry when the drug set in.
He could just barely make out some of the scattering forms through the dust cloud and leveled an open palm in the direction of one of them. It was then that the object he procured from his bag was revealed to be a coin of some sort.
With a sparkly cough Maelik brought his other hand up and flicked the coin from his hand, the small projectile shooting off like an arrow to barely miss it's intended target and snapping a distant tree in half.
"You stop there you funny bunnies! We need to talk to you! Noooooo, come back and accept my hugs!"
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Feb 23, 2016 17:30:35 GMT -8
"OH COME THE HELL ON!"
She watches as Maelik takes the fair dust to the face, and immediately turns goofy. She select the nearest target and sprints after them. Yelling over her shoulder.
"You get another one!"
As she goes she sends another pulse into the earth. There weren't many big animals this close to the city, but there were mice in spades. She sets a couple to following the people, she can't chase.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 23, 2016 17:37:32 GMT -8
Roy runs up to Maelik as he collapses.
"Maelik! Aah! What's wrong?"
He takes a deep breath involuntarily. He never was able to break that habit. Unfortunately, this means that he inhales a massive lungful of fairy dust. Being the lightweight that he is, he goes out like a light as the stars dance before his eyes. He's blinded by sparkles, and collapses on the ground. Luckily, the umbrella lands in such a way that it shields his face and hands from the sunlight.
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