Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 8, 2016 13:47:47 GMT -8
"I think we should gather information first," Krenna replied, chewing on and off. The chicken had turned out well. "From all the stories I learned while learning to be a bard, one of the common themes is 'only fools rush in.' And while I have no doubt your sword can carry its weight, mine will find it a little more difficult." Krenna looks down at Roxy with a grin to emphasize the point.
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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 Mar 17, 2016 18:49:09 GMT -8
The dame walks into headquarters. She carried the magical focus over her shoulders, arms hook around it. Once inside she chucks it on a table. Then she takes a seat, kicking her legs up onto the table. Looks like she finished her job first. Huh, she wonders how the others are doing.
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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 Mar 19, 2016 13:52:10 GMT -8
Roxanne walks back into the headquarters, carrying several bottles of expensive wine (taken from the rat's lair, still intact and unopened) in a basket.
"We're baaaaaack!"
She places the wine on the counter and pops one open with the blade of her sword.
"We did the thing you told us to, boss. Time to party!"
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 19, 2016 14:07:55 GMT -8
Noticing the pilfered wine bottles for the first time, Krenna sighs at Roxanne. "When did you- nevermind, I don't want to know."
Instead, she walks to the kitchen and fills a large mug with water, which she drinks in a somewhat hasty manner. Putting the mug back down, she heads up to her room and sets her sanshin on the bed, which has had its linens changed out and covers remade. "I could get used to this," she says out loud while she undoes the laces of her boots. Several minutes later she had slid out of her armor and into some light woven clothes.
Walking back downstairs, she sees Oleanna and Roxanne drinking. Rather than interrupt them, she quietly slides off towards that bathes. She had run around in a dusty cellar, a dank and dirty cave, been attacked by a horde of rats, and nearly hacked a man's arm off, getting blood in her hair. She was going to bathe even if she had to endure the drunken advances of her compatriots.
Once in the bathes, she removes the loose clothes and slides into the heated water with an audible sigh of comfort. Just an hour or two, she thought.
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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 Mar 19, 2016 14:57:04 GMT -8
After about ten minutes, Roxanne realizes that she's still covered in blood and rat ash. After finishing her glass of wine, she decides to grab the whole bottle and head off to the baths. Slipping out of her clothes, she slides into the hot bathtub besides Krenna's.
"Heeey, Krenna. You had a good idea. I had no idea there was a nice bath here."
She takes a long sip of the wine and offers the bottle to Krenna.
"Here, want some? It's good."
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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 Mar 19, 2016 16:46:00 GMT -8
Oleanna was not actually drunk. She never over indulged after a good fight. She only fell into drink, when she went too long without getting her blood boiling. Still a bath sounded nice. Screwing around with Krenna was just a bonus. Without a hint of modesty, she joins Krenna and Roxy in the bath. She decides to have a glass of wine, should help her relax.
"This is excellent wine. So how did your job go?"
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 19, 2016 17:03:33 GMT -8
Krenna could see the mischievous look in Oleanna's eyes before she even got into the bath. It's not like I hadn't expected this, she thought to herself.
"I'll pass on the wine," she replied to Roxanne. "Wine makes me gag. Must be my sensitive orcish palette." She settled a little further down into the tub, so the water was above her shoulders, and up to her chin. The ends of her hair were floating out to the sides of her head, bringing out the dark freckles on her shoulders.
"We found a crazy rat-man and nearly burned down a manor. You?"
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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 Mar 19, 2016 18:55:09 GMT -8
Roxanne nods, leaning back and stretching tiredly.
"Hmm...yeah, we did that. It was cool. And this is good wine."
Taking the bottle back from Oleanna, she takes a long sip.
"So this is mercenary life, huh? Cool drinks and hot baths? Why didn't I do this earlier?"
She takes another sip, and her face starts to turn noticeably pinker.
"So Oleanna, tell me about yourself. Where are you from?"
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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 Mar 19, 2016 19:09:20 GMT -8
"I exploded a giant un-dead abominations head with a fire lance. Then I made a goblin necromancer piss himself in fear."
Oleanna manages to sound completely nonchalant as she says this. She snags the bottle back and takes another swig. It is damn good wine. Sighing the dame increases the temperature of the bath. Not quite scalding, but hot enough to wipe away tension. She flicks a gaze to Roxy, and says briskly.
"I'm from a elven village, just outside of what use to be Medan."
She then changes the topic abruptly.
"Krenna how do you feel after your first adventure?"
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 19, 2016 19:30:13 GMT -8
She wasn't exactly sure how to answer the question. "Gross. And kinda relieved. It was too bad we couldn't convince the rat-man-thing to just go somewhere else." Remembering how she had chopped the poor cursed bastard's arm nearly off, a little bit of bile rose in her stomach. "It wasn't exactly the heroic tale I was looking for."
Still, it had been something. And she had been involved. She even managed to use her own sword, just like she had been taught. A sheepish grin crept across her face for a second before she forced it back down.
"A goblin huh? I bet you really had to work hard for that one..." she trailed off jokingly.
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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 Mar 19, 2016 20:04:16 GMT -8
"Oh."
Roxanne is cough off-guard by the woman's shortness with her. What had she ever done? Reaching over, she swipes the bottle back and drinks deeply, splilling a couple of drops into her bath.
"That's nice."
She sulks in her bath, not pleased with Oleanna's attitude towards her. Ah well, she thinks. At least the water's hot.
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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 Mar 19, 2016 22:27:34 GMT -8
Oleanna notices Roxy sulking and snorts. She splashes some water at the white haired merc.
"Don't sulk. I'm not mad at you, my childhood is just a touchy subject. You couldn't have known. Just don't pry cause then I will get made at you."
She then turns back to Krenna who she also splashes for good measure.
"The goblin was easy. The giant un-dead abomination was hard. Best fight I have had in years though. I was going to tell you about it, but if you are going to get snarky..."
Oleanna trails off, letting the promise of a good story hang before the orc woman.
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 20, 2016 14:02:35 GMT -8
Krenna squints as the water splashes her. Bringing a hand out of the bath to wipe the water from her face, she turns her attention towards Oleanna, a little flustered at the suggestion the woman may withhold the story from her. "No, please. Tell me everything. In as much detail as possible." She props herself up in her tub so her ears above the walls, eager to take in every word.
"I'll write both our adventures into oratories and use them the next time I play for a crowd." A wide smile crossed the half-orc's face now, all of the tension and fatigue from the day's gruesome work melted away in the excitement of her expectations.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:58:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2016 14:19:03 GMT -8
The hired carriage rolled to a stop outside of the headquarters, and Lady Vanelle stepped down. A brow arched on a face that was appealing, but "plain" in that it was all hues of brown; brown-black hair, deep brown eyes, long, dark brown lashes, and a smooth, light-brown skin. It wasn't usually her face that caught the eye of people, but instead the soft swells of her breasts that were on display above the wide v of her scarlet-and-black beaded gown. Her face seemed to come after, and her pleasant features were usually a relief to them. No one likes a Butterface, after all.
"Thank you," She said to the driver of the carriage as she made her way to the front door, her stride confident and making her hips rock back and forth. She knocked on the door of the Headquarters, then pushed her dark hair back over her shoulder, lightly clearing her throat and prepared to meet whoever it was that answered the other side.
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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 Mar 20, 2016 16:10:53 GMT -8
"Oh."
Roxy stops sulking, shaking the water out of her face when Oleanna splashes her.
"Yeah, tell us the story. I wanna hear too."
After taking another gulp of the wine, she passes it back to Oleanna to prove that she's done sulking.
"I'm curious."
She leans over the edge of the bathtub, resting her arms on the edge.
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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 Mar 20, 2016 16:14:08 GMT -8
Feru had only just returned, and was moving down the street toward the HQ when she saw a carriage roll up in front of it, and a woman descended. A brow arched as her head tilted, ears swiveling and twitching curiously. She looked finely-dressed, and she had just alighted from a carriage, after all.. was she there to, perhaps, offer them a job? Excited by the prospect, she swung Meatwhacker over her shoulder and picked up the pace a bit, soon arriving at the door a few moments after the woman knocked.
"Hello, miss. Sorry 'bout the wait, I just got back from a job, and I'm not sure if my other mercs are here. Name's Feru din Narith, I own the place. Let's go inside, eh?" Squeezing past the woman - and, much to her own surprise, managing not to look down at her ample cleavage - she opened the door and slipped inside. Being careful not to hit the woman with her oversized sword, she went to her usual chair and propped the blade against it, before turning to look at the female again. "What can Bolts and Brawlers do for ya, miss?"
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Syros
Established
Roleplay posts: 35 
Physical Description: With white hair, an athletic frame and silver eyes, the man looks young and beautiful as many of the ancient heroes of old. He wears whatever he can afford, whatever suits him and whatever is practical. He carries with him his Titan Spear at all times, despite how impractical it can sometimes be.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapon: The Titan Spear is a legendary weapon, unbreakable, more than twice as long as a man... And crafted from the God's own forge. Its blade can cut through a mountain, if the right man wields it... And it harnesses the element of wind to increase its cutting power to the very edge. It is complimented at its blunt end by a chain that can be clipped to his left arm. It also has a second special property, one that allows it to be stored in a sub-space of The Precursor's being so that its size does not constantly cause issues. He can also of course, 'bring it out' at will.
Registered: Feb 18, 2016 19:07:00 GMT -8
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Post by Syros on Mar 20, 2016 16:33:10 GMT -8
Syros found himself rather quiet as he followed Feru back towards the headquarters of the Bolts and Brawlers, having rather enjoyed the relaxing walk to and from the job and even the job itself. He found honest mercenary work a serene and peaceful experience, even when it involved knocking a few teeth out or protecting someone from a rampaging bandit with a battle-axe in each hand.
Unlike Feru however, Syros had no weapon on his person. In fact, Feru herself would never have seen it - he had only ever used his body, his fists and his feet, to help the cat-woman out on her jobs... And perhaps something else that might not warrant mentioning.
"Good day," he greeted Lady Vanelle, rather clumsily staring down into her cleavage as he passed her and followed the other woman into the building itself. He never had gotten the hang of social etiquette and remained rather quite clueless as to what was considered polite, even if he appeared to be a rather 'good' person.
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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 Mar 20, 2016 16:48:33 GMT -8
Oleanna leans back into the tub. She takes the offered wine, and slugs some back. It was good to have people to talk to.
"Well let's see... I'll skip the boring parts. So I got into this big old cavern right. And this goblin necromancer sends a horde of ghouls at me. I think shit this is going to be a tough fight. Except the ghouls were pathetic. On hit and they went down, and they barely listened to their master. So then I am thinking, shit this is going to be too easy. So I stomp up to him when suddenly..."
Oleanna lets out a might roar. Dousing the two in water as she raises her arms. The dame laughs at her own silly antics.
"Bloody four legged un-dead abomination! Twice my size and crashing through rock like it was grass. I threw a lance of fire at it, and it deflected it. So I start running away from it. Gathering up energy for a spell. The damn thing begins hurling rocks at me. I am dodging, weaving, and blocking all I can. Then it climbs up onto the ceiling. So what do I do? I freeze the ceiling! It falls down and smacks into a stalagmite. But it coughed some acid at me before it went. Melted my bloody shield."
Oleanna scowls at the memory.
"Anyway it was down but not out. It comes charging at me again. Try's to skewer me with it's tail. I deflect, dodge, and land a counter blow on it's leg. It plows right into the wall and gets stuck. I lost my sword since it was stuck in the thing. So there I am no weapons, and only seconds before it whirls on me. I dreg up enough energy for one last spell. Fire lance! Right into it's noggin right as it turns around. Blew the damn things head up!"
Oleanna grins in triumph. That had been an excellent fight.
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Krenna
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Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 20, 2016 17:02:51 GMT -8
Krenna listens, completely in awe of Oleanna's recollection of the fight. Magic, sword play, more magic, ghouls, goblins, undead monsters... This was going to make a fantastic oral story. With just a few beats of an enchanted drum, the audience would feel like they were part of the action!
"Sometime later, can you tell me more about the monster? And the caves?" Her curiosity and wonder sparkled in her eyes, completely naive of how close the Dame had probably come to becoming a permanent fixture of the cave's decor.
Krenna leaned back into her tube, letting her muscles relax and running over the story in her head, adding descriptions to the scenes and choreography to the performance. This is going to be a hit at the tavern, she mused to herself.
A few minutes later, the tall half-orc would emerge from the bath, trying to cover as much of herself as she could from the other women in the room. She dried off and slipped back into the light clothes she had brought from upstairs, intending to head back to her room and change into something more suitable for a night of carousing.
When she walked out of the bath, she saw the door opening and the familiar outline of Feru's beast ears in the widening crack. Deciding to wait and greet her boss, she leaned against the rail at the side of the stairs to the upper level, hand on her hip in an relaxed and confident posture she didn't think Feru would expect from her.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:58:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2016 17:45:57 GMT -8
Lady Vanelle turned at the sound of noise behind her and saw the approach of a pleasing looking cat girl and her... what was he, a lackey?
An elegant brow perked on her face as they approached, and then a smile curled the corners of her lips. "I've not been waiting long," she said to reassure the girl of her apologies.
She was clearly amused by the turn of events, and by the looks at her, ah, figure. It was on display for a reason, after all. She stepped inside the room, offering a small "Thank you" as she did so. The swing of her black fringe from her arms was quiet, her sensual gown whispering against her curves.
She took a good look around the room and then turned to look at Feru. "My name is Lady Vanelle, and I would like employment with the Bolts and Brawlers, assuming you have any positions available for the services I can provide."
She looked at Syros and winked, being playful. Most of her attention was on Feru, however, and she was friendly as she took a step closer.
"I am adept with the courtly ways, so I could be an asset at attaining customers with a very large pay load. I have connections with some of the more, mm, shall we put it, darker people of Gauldin, and can afford connections there. And-- I am a very, very resourceful mage that is extremely talented in a variety of schools of magic. I believe I can be a great asset to this group."
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