Tolgar Cotterill
New
Contact me on Steam - http://steamcommunity.com/id/Vasey103
Roleplay posts: 8 
Age: 40
Physical Description: Stands tall at 6 feet, with a muscular build and wide set shoulders. Face of an aging warrior, bags sit beneath his eyes and his brows grow bushy. His head is all but bald, but lacks none in the facial hair region. His beard is rough, and outgrown that connects to his sideburns. A small scar runs down his left eyebrow
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Clothes and Equipment: Dark brown short sleeved gambeson beneath a breastplate and pauldrons.
Upper legs are protected by the bottom half of his gambeson.
Several belts wrap his waist with varying holsters surrounding them.
One shortsword and hand axe are holstered.
Almost always carrying a halberd.
Leather gloves and boots.
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Player's online availability : 17:00 (Sometimes Before) - 24:00 GMT
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 16:04:04 GMT -8
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Post by Tolgar Cotterill on Jun 22, 2016 19:48:44 GMT -8
Tolgar held the small piece of parchment up in front of him, switching his gaze between it and the building in front of him. This was definitely the place, the insignia above the door [I'm just making an educated guess about that] matched that of the sketch. The place was certainly quite big, adequate size for a guild of this stature. But it seemed odd, not quite built like the other guild halls he'd come across. He pushed the thought out of his head, architecture wasn't his forte, nor did he particularly care.
He pushed open the doors to be embraced by the inviting warmth of the fire-pit. Tolgar's eyes immediately scanned the room, landing first upon the figure in full plate, leaning against a wall, a 'clanky' as those amongst his circle had labelled them. Absolutely no subtlety and limited offensive capabilities due to reduced manoeuvrability, but outstanding defence. It'd take a well aimed thrust or the repeated bashing of a heavy weapon to get through it. He inspected another woman, this one also in heavy armour. Her face seemed flush and uncomfortable. He quickly glanced over the rest of the room, nothing particularly noteworthy.
"Am lookin' for one Faeru d' Naerith?" he said, speaking with a heavy accent and in a naturally low, croaky tone.
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99 
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Jun 23, 2016 10:23:37 GMT -8
Alli rolled her eyes, she expected nothing less from the catgirl. Anything exciting that happened in her life was usually the result of Feru voluntelling her to do or join something.
"Its fine Feru, but I swear one of these days I am gonna get you back. But, you did technically meet the specific promises, just not the implications. Ah well, at least whatever it is should be more exciting than a hospital. You never fail in that....oh hello there."
The last was directed at the man who had suddenly walked into the mercenaries headquarters, and she looked at Feru with a single eyebrow raised.
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Feru din Narith
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 143
Age: 31
Physical Description: At slightly-above-average, Feru is a sturdy 5'7" and lightly muscular. For the most part, she is a normal-looking girl, with lightly-tanned skin, brown hair that falls to mid-thigh, and jade green eyes. Oh, did I mention the cat ears and fluffy cat tail? Yes. Those should probably be noted.
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Clothes and Equipment: Habitually, Feru wears a layered outfit mostly comprised of white and grey with shades of purple, and golden accents. A short darkish-purple skirt covers her from hips to upper-thighs, with greyish leggings covering the remainder of her long legs. Atop that rests a light purple vest with dark purple piping and buttons, secured by a grey belt around her waist. Beneath the vest is a short-sleeved shirt in shades of grey and gold piping, with a high collar that comes just beneath her chin. Over the vest is a long, sleeveless coat with a white fur collar, separated at the sides for ease of movement. Completing the look are gauntlets and boots in grey, with gold accents. Ever at her side is the over-sized, long-handled sword that she has affectionately dubbed "Meatwhacker", because of the sound it makes when hitting a fleshy creature.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 11:07:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feru din Narith on Jun 25, 2016 20:09:22 GMT -8
"Of course you'll get me back, ya always do." The door opened and her furry ears swiveled in that direction, before her head turned so that she could look and see who was there. Her eyes rounded slightly. Tall. Balding. Very muscly. Huh. What could he want? Propping her hands on her hips, she turned fully to face the unknown man and crinkled her nose at the way he said her name. It sounded.. funny. Her tail swished and she pondered.
"I'm Feru din Narith, how can I help ya?"
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Adjutant
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 140
Registered: Mar 10, 2016 13:14:55 GMT -8
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Post by Adjutant on Jul 2, 2016 13:01:27 GMT -8
"Very well," Altan replied to Feru. "Your utmost urgency in this matter would be appreciated. I will call on you again when you have returned with the artifact."
With no further instruction or question, Altan spun on his heel and walked out the door. If Feru looked at the documents more closely, she'd find a very expensive and probably accurate map of the Solara desert and its known landmarks, as well as the estimated location of the artifact. The five vouchers were printed on expensive embossed paper, and each signed with a gold flecked ink and stamped with a foreign-looking symbol in green ink.
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Jul 3, 2016 9:18:39 GMT -8
Alli shook her head again and took a glance at the documents, why was Feru dragging her out to the desert? Hot and sandy would make her job a bit difficult, but it was better than a swamp she supposed. Alli hated swamps, full of gators and mosquitos and malaria.
"Alright Feru, where are you dragging me and why? I need to make sure I have the right stuff for whatever we will encounter."
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Feru din Narith
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 143
Age: 31
Physical Description: At slightly-above-average, Feru is a sturdy 5'7" and lightly muscular. For the most part, she is a normal-looking girl, with lightly-tanned skin, brown hair that falls to mid-thigh, and jade green eyes. Oh, did I mention the cat ears and fluffy cat tail? Yes. Those should probably be noted.
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Clothes and Equipment: Habitually, Feru wears a layered outfit mostly comprised of white and grey with shades of purple, and golden accents. A short darkish-purple skirt covers her from hips to upper-thighs, with greyish leggings covering the remainder of her long legs. Atop that rests a light purple vest with dark purple piping and buttons, secured by a grey belt around her waist. Beneath the vest is a short-sleeved shirt in shades of grey and gold piping, with a high collar that comes just beneath her chin. Over the vest is a long, sleeveless coat with a white fur collar, separated at the sides for ease of movement. Completing the look are gauntlets and boots in grey, with gold accents. Ever at her side is the over-sized, long-handled sword that she has affectionately dubbed "Meatwhacker", because of the sound it makes when hitting a fleshy creature.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 11:07:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feru din Narith on Jul 3, 2016 12:36:25 GMT -8
"Sakand. Getting some artifact from the desert. We're getting paid a ridiculous amount. Here." Handing over the documents so Alli could read them, she let the woman peruse their contents until her impatience ran out.
"C'mon, let's go get you outfitted properly. Oleanna, you've got control till I get back. Make sure everyone spends their time properly getting packed and readying for the trip tomorrow." Taking the documents from Alli, Feru rolled them up and tucked them into the inside of her vest, then bustled out of the area with Alli in tow.
<Exit>
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Jul 3, 2016 13:12:13 GMT -8
"But I already am outfitt..."
She was cut short as she barely glanced at the documents before Feru took them back and ran out. She sighed and followed Feru out the door.
<Exit>
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Dame Oleanna D'Ignis
Committed
Bloody politicians.
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: None of your damn business.
Physical Description: At 6' even, Oleanna is tall for an elven women. She wears heavy plate armor, most of the time. Underneath she has a lithe, toned body, with moderate curves.
She likes to keep her helmet on, as most find her face off putting. Her most noticeable feature is a scar, that begins just above her left eyebrow. It runs straight down her face, directly over her eye, and stops at her jaw line. Her left eye is a milky grey color, and it is surrounded by a stylized tattoo of a black sun. If it wasn't for the scar, Oleanna's face would be a mask of flawless elven beauty. She has a delicate jaw, dainty chin, full lips, high cheek bones, and her right eyes is a vibrant green. Her skin is alabaster in tone, and glows with health. Her vibrant red hair is kept in a short military cut, leaving her knife like ears visible.
She has a reputation among other wandering knights as being exceptionally fierce. She wields primarily wields sword and fire magic in combat. She can also use ice magic having advanced fair enough in her art to understand she can manipulate heat not just create fire. She rarely turns down jobs even if the pay is poor. She lead her own group of female mercenaries called the Crimson Ladies which she disbanded a few years ago. She has won quite a few tournaments and slain many powerful beasts in her time. She has traveled all over the world and can survive most any where either by living off the land or living by her sword.
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, tower shield, long sword, water skin, travel rations, War horse, Lance, long bow and quiver, spell book, and the sun tattoo which acts as her magical focus.
Registered: Nov 18, 2015 12:07:10 GMT -8
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Post by Dame Oleanna D'Ignis on Jul 3, 2016 14:04:01 GMT -8
Oleanna frowned as Feru dragged her friend out. She wasn't thrilled by the delay, but the bosses antics were amusing. Still she wondered why Feru gave her command. That just meant she had command of Roxanne. Rolling her eyes Oleanna turns to the other woman.
"Lucky you. You can go get your stuff together without slowing us down now. You're an adult I assume you don't need me to tell you to do that."
Oleanna gently teases Roxanne. Reminding the other woman that she had gotten up late and hadn't packed the night before.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Jul 3, 2016 20:06:53 GMT -8
"Lucky me indeed."
Roxanne sighed and walked off to get packed. Nobody had told her that she had to be ready in the morning. When she worked on her own, she could get ready whenever she pleased. It seemed as though mercenary life would take some getting used to. Perhaps life on the road suited her more. At least the other mercs were nice.
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Feru din Narith
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 143
Age: 31
Physical Description: At slightly-above-average, Feru is a sturdy 5'7" and lightly muscular. For the most part, she is a normal-looking girl, with lightly-tanned skin, brown hair that falls to mid-thigh, and jade green eyes. Oh, did I mention the cat ears and fluffy cat tail? Yes. Those should probably be noted.
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Clothes and Equipment: Habitually, Feru wears a layered outfit mostly comprised of white and grey with shades of purple, and golden accents. A short darkish-purple skirt covers her from hips to upper-thighs, with greyish leggings covering the remainder of her long legs. Atop that rests a light purple vest with dark purple piping and buttons, secured by a grey belt around her waist. Beneath the vest is a short-sleeved shirt in shades of grey and gold piping, with a high collar that comes just beneath her chin. Over the vest is a long, sleeveless coat with a white fur collar, separated at the sides for ease of movement. Completing the look are gauntlets and boots in grey, with gold accents. Ever at her side is the over-sized, long-handled sword that she has affectionately dubbed "Meatwhacker", because of the sound it makes when hitting a fleshy creature.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 11:07:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feru din Narith on Jul 6, 2016 14:10:22 GMT -8
<The next day>
After making sure that Alli had all her gear properly enchanted and prepped for the trip into the desert, they'd returned to the HQ for a big meal and a good night's sleep. With the rising of the sun, Feru roused herself from the tangle of Syros' arms and dressed herself, then went to doors knocking on them and calling out in her loud voice.
"Everybody up! Get some breakfast in ya and get ready to pull out! The horses will be here in an hour and we need to get on the road! So up outta yer beds and downstairs!" Taking her own orders, Feru tromped downstairs and was pleased to see that the hired cook had already gotten a big breakfast set out and ready for them, complete with coffee and tea. Pouring herself a big cup of coffee and filling a plate with bacon, eggs, sausage, biscuits, and cheese, she flopped down at her chair with Meatwhacker propped against it and began to shovel food into her face.
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Jul 6, 2016 17:05:34 GMT -8
Alli woke up groggily, they had been out a good chunk of the night ensuring she had all the right herbs and such she would need to care for everyone out in Sakand. Magic couldn't do it all, and some things were better left for nature to heal.
Her stuff was already packed and she came sprinting down the stairs at the smell of breakfast. She was one of those obnoxious morning people, and her groggy state had lasted mere moments.
"Good morning Feru!"
Alli was the second person down the stairs after Feru was and she tucked into the food with gusto. Coffee, eggs, bacon, everything that was there went onto her plate in sizeable portions and she would eat it all.
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Salam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 25
Physical Description: Race: Kitsune
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 145lbs
Skin: Caucasian
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Forest Glade Green
Has ears and tail of a fox, fur being light brown same as his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Basic clothing consists of darkened clothing that fit his figure loosely. Colours mainly consisting of browns and blacks. Has three sets of clothing, all of the same description.
Armor: Consists of Padded Leather dyed to a black colour. Meant to help keep him safe when traversing ancient ruins and caves. Gives him a bit more defensive capabilities while allowing him access to his full maneuverability.
Weapons: Wanting to keep himself light, he only carries a Short Sword and Dagger. Light weapons that he uses to mainly deflect and parry attacks rather than attack himself.
Registered: Mar 14, 2016 10:49:17 GMT -8
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Post by Salam on Jul 9, 2016 7:48:32 GMT -8
Salam had been up all night within his room at the end of the second story hallway, working on some pouches for those whom are to traverse the desert. He was sewing together some new belt pouches for those who prefer heavier armor sets. These pouches were stitched with blue thread, and designed with old runic symbols along the opening, making it look like the inside of the pouch was within a mage circle. These pouches were magically augmented to hold an entire armor set for easy carry with minimal weight. A secondary function is a recall spell on the pouch so its contents can be instantly equipped should a fight break out.
As Miss Din Narith began calling out her compatriots for the mission, he would groggily bring himself and the 3 newly made pouches down with him. With a fine breakfast already made, Salam would fix himself a small plate of eggs, sausage and a small amount of cheese, as well as take a cup of tea with him. He would sit beside Feru and hopefully get her to agree to take the new pouches. "Morning Miss Din Narith. I hope the day finds you well." Salam had a small smile on his face as he sat with his new employer. He only hoped that she wouldn't bite him with the impression he left on yesterday.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Jul 11, 2016 10:22:46 GMT -8
Having packed up her things earlier, Roxanne was quick to be up and ready. Buckling on her sword, she walked to the food and picked up a cherry pastry and sat down beside Alliandre. It was always good to get to know the healers, after all.
"Morning, Alliandre. So, where'd you learn healing magic?"
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Dame Oleanna D'Ignis
Committed
Bloody politicians.
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: None of your damn business.
Physical Description: At 6' even, Oleanna is tall for an elven women. She wears heavy plate armor, most of the time. Underneath she has a lithe, toned body, with moderate curves.
She likes to keep her helmet on, as most find her face off putting. Her most noticeable feature is a scar, that begins just above her left eyebrow. It runs straight down her face, directly over her eye, and stops at her jaw line. Her left eye is a milky grey color, and it is surrounded by a stylized tattoo of a black sun. If it wasn't for the scar, Oleanna's face would be a mask of flawless elven beauty. She has a delicate jaw, dainty chin, full lips, high cheek bones, and her right eyes is a vibrant green. Her skin is alabaster in tone, and glows with health. Her vibrant red hair is kept in a short military cut, leaving her knife like ears visible.
She has a reputation among other wandering knights as being exceptionally fierce. She wields primarily wields sword and fire magic in combat. She can also use ice magic having advanced fair enough in her art to understand she can manipulate heat not just create fire. She rarely turns down jobs even if the pay is poor. She lead her own group of female mercenaries called the Crimson Ladies which she disbanded a few years ago. She has won quite a few tournaments and slain many powerful beasts in her time. She has traveled all over the world and can survive most any where either by living off the land or living by her sword.
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, tower shield, long sword, water skin, travel rations, War horse, Lance, long bow and quiver, spell book, and the sun tattoo which acts as her magical focus.
Registered: Nov 18, 2015 12:07:10 GMT -8
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Post by Dame Oleanna D'Ignis on Jul 11, 2016 12:29:54 GMT -8
The Dame who had been up before dawn simply looks at Feru.
"I've been ready since yesterday."
The elf grumbles. She hand't appreciated the delay. She heads out to saddle her horse and get ready to leave.
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Feru din Narith
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 143
Age: 31
Physical Description: At slightly-above-average, Feru is a sturdy 5'7" and lightly muscular. For the most part, she is a normal-looking girl, with lightly-tanned skin, brown hair that falls to mid-thigh, and jade green eyes. Oh, did I mention the cat ears and fluffy cat tail? Yes. Those should probably be noted.
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Clothes and Equipment: Habitually, Feru wears a layered outfit mostly comprised of white and grey with shades of purple, and golden accents. A short darkish-purple skirt covers her from hips to upper-thighs, with greyish leggings covering the remainder of her long legs. Atop that rests a light purple vest with dark purple piping and buttons, secured by a grey belt around her waist. Beneath the vest is a short-sleeved shirt in shades of grey and gold piping, with a high collar that comes just beneath her chin. Over the vest is a long, sleeveless coat with a white fur collar, separated at the sides for ease of movement. Completing the look are gauntlets and boots in grey, with gold accents. Ever at her side is the over-sized, long-handled sword that she has affectionately dubbed "Meatwhacker", because of the sound it makes when hitting a fleshy creature.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 11:07:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feru din Narith on Jul 11, 2016 12:45:04 GMT -8
"Less talkin', more eatin'." True to her own words, Feru was shoveling food into her mouth, chewing and swallowing before gulping down coffee. She wasn't a morning person, and she hated being up at such an unwholesome hour. But this was good money and she knew it. Glancing over at Salam as he sat next to her, she tore a chunk out of a bit of bread and ate it as though it had offended her.
"Mornin'. I'm countin' on you and Krenna to keep this place together and runnin'. Got it? Good. Now, did ya need somethin'?" She took another deep swig of her coffee and set the empty cup down. She had finished eating and was prepared to go outside and await the arrival of their transportation, but she looked steadily at Salam as she awaited an answer to her question. She was clearly antsy, though, ears twitching and swiveling as her tail swished behind her.
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Salam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 25
Physical Description: Race: Kitsune
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 145lbs
Skin: Caucasian
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Forest Glade Green
Has ears and tail of a fox, fur being light brown same as his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Basic clothing consists of darkened clothing that fit his figure loosely. Colours mainly consisting of browns and blacks. Has three sets of clothing, all of the same description.
Armor: Consists of Padded Leather dyed to a black colour. Meant to help keep him safe when traversing ancient ruins and caves. Gives him a bit more defensive capabilities while allowing him access to his full maneuverability.
Weapons: Wanting to keep himself light, he only carries a Short Sword and Dagger. Light weapons that he uses to mainly deflect and parry attacks rather than attack himself.
Registered: Mar 14, 2016 10:49:17 GMT -8
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Post by Salam on Jul 11, 2016 13:37:20 GMT -8
Salam was eating his breakfast with far less gusto than Feru. Apparently she was an individual who would prefer to nap in until noon, though that thought process is a little off topic. He nodded at Feru's question. "Yes i did require something. The first was to apologize for what I said yesterday. I meant no offense in my words and evidently spoke out of line." A few seconds would pass before Salam speaks again. "Though I did overhear that you are heading towards the desert yesterday, and made something for everyone to take along."
He would bring out three belt pouches with runic embroidering, placing all three on the table between Feru and himself. "These may not be much, but for where you are headed, they should be valuable in their function." A small smile on Salam's face as he speaks, his ears betraying him as his ears splay towards his skull a bit. Anticipating a bit of a chew out from Feru..
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Jul 12, 2016 4:22:45 GMT -8
"Good morning....uh....Roxanne right?"
She was pretty sure that was her name, or was it Oleanna? No, that was the other one. Right. Bacon, eggs, and coffee would help her memory considerably she determined.
"I learned it from an old monk in Aaedan before it fell. He taught me a lot more than that in fact, how to heal wounds with both magic and nature...and how to cause them with both."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Jul 12, 2016 19:42:28 GMT -8
Roxanne nodded, chewing on her pastry. Old monks were usually pretty smart.
"Yup, I'm Roxanne. You can call me Roxy, for short. An old monk, huh? That's good to know. Always nice to see a healer who can dish it out just as well as everyone else."
She poured herself a mug of coffee and took a sip, wincing as she burned her mouth.
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Feru din Narith
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 143
Age: 31
Physical Description: At slightly-above-average, Feru is a sturdy 5'7" and lightly muscular. For the most part, she is a normal-looking girl, with lightly-tanned skin, brown hair that falls to mid-thigh, and jade green eyes. Oh, did I mention the cat ears and fluffy cat tail? Yes. Those should probably be noted.
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Clothes and Equipment: Habitually, Feru wears a layered outfit mostly comprised of white and grey with shades of purple, and golden accents. A short darkish-purple skirt covers her from hips to upper-thighs, with greyish leggings covering the remainder of her long legs. Atop that rests a light purple vest with dark purple piping and buttons, secured by a grey belt around her waist. Beneath the vest is a short-sleeved shirt in shades of grey and gold piping, with a high collar that comes just beneath her chin. Over the vest is a long, sleeveless coat with a white fur collar, separated at the sides for ease of movement. Completing the look are gauntlets and boots in grey, with gold accents. Ever at her side is the over-sized, long-handled sword that she has affectionately dubbed "Meatwhacker", because of the sound it makes when hitting a fleshy creature.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 11:07:26 GMT -8
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Post by Feru din Narith on Jul 12, 2016 20:07:23 GMT -8
"Eh, shit happens. Just do yer job and you'll have nothin' to worry about." Finishing off her food, she was preparing to stand and head outside when the fox-man offered pouches. Her brow crinkled in puzzlement as she gazed down at them, but she reached out and took them, eyeing the little bags thoughtfully. Magic stuff, huh? Feru knew precisely nothing about magic, and it showed on her face.
"What do these things do? A quick explanation'll do, I think I hear the horses comin', and I need to get out there and check to make sure everythin' is loaded up securely." Her thoughts briefly turned toward Syros, who hadn't come down from upstairs, yet. Her lover had been acting strangely since yesterday, and she hoped he wasn't ill, but she hid her concern well as she tossed one of the bags toward Alliandre, tucked one into a pouch on her belt, and bounced the other in her palm. She'd give it to Oleanna once she got outside.
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Salam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 25
Physical Description: Race: Kitsune
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 145lbs
Skin: Caucasian
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Forest Glade Green
Has ears and tail of a fox, fur being light brown same as his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Basic clothing consists of darkened clothing that fit his figure loosely. Colours mainly consisting of browns and blacks. Has three sets of clothing, all of the same description.
Armor: Consists of Padded Leather dyed to a black colour. Meant to help keep him safe when traversing ancient ruins and caves. Gives him a bit more defensive capabilities while allowing him access to his full maneuverability.
Weapons: Wanting to keep himself light, he only carries a Short Sword and Dagger. Light weapons that he uses to mainly deflect and parry attacks rather than attack himself.
Registered: Mar 14, 2016 10:49:17 GMT -8
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Post by Salam on Jul 12, 2016 21:04:10 GMT -8
Salam's smile grew a little bit. Seems Feru was at least willing to look past his mistake and to take the bags. "Those belt pouches are meant to carry heavy armor, and lighten their weight. They are specially designed like an armor stand. One set of armor can be placed within and instantly equipped should combat break out. You have to manually put all the armor back in though. Also, with the limited time overnight, I could only make three of them. It would be best to hand them to those in the heaviest armor so they don't get affected by heat exhaustion too easily." He rambled off without pause, glad to be of some actual assistance before his employer left.
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