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 Apr 10, 2016 21:29:04 GMT -8
Salam was taken aback by the quick response, even more so as it sounded like he was hired on the spot and being given a room. He thought about punching himself to ensure that this wasn't a dream, but decided against it. "Ah yes, I do have two questions. Firstly, I am hired just like that? No background checks or interviews? Secondly, I get a room? I thought I would have to find an establishment for sale in town." His facial features did not disguise his astonishment at how fast that process was. It made him firstly elated, the shell shocked, then suspicious as in a matter of a few seconds. His ears turned further forward as he wasn't sure he heard Feru correctly, while his tail slowed its swaying motion to more of just a few twitches.
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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 Apr 10, 2016 22:00:11 GMT -8
Feru eyed him askance, and shrugged. "That's about the same hirin' process I've had for my girls, why would I subject you to somethin' more? I'll have a contract drawn up for ya, ya sign that, you're all set. And as long as we've got rooms to spare, yeah, ya can have one." Her ears tilted back, pressing to her skull, and she narrowed her green eyes at him. "The only thing I require from the people I work with is loyalty. Ya try to betray us in any way, and I'll gut ya myself. Got it?"
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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 Apr 10, 2016 22:15:05 GMT -8
A sigh of relief escapes Salam's lips as Feru does reveal that that was it to the hiring process. Getting a job was good enough for him, but a room as well was far beyond what he thought would have been possible here. Though a small grimace did contort his features at the mention of him being gutted, maybe he would be dead and wouldn't feel it. "A bit gruesome, but understandable. You deal with a lot of lucrative clients whom don't want their details known, and with the crew themselves, they need cohesion to work thoroughly, so loyalty is a big thing with them. I would say I guarantee it, but no mortal can entail everything that may happen to them. I can only say that what I do, is for those I work with. So with your leave Miss din Narith, I should find myself a bed for the evening and allow you to return to the task you were doing before coming to meet with me."
He gives a smaller bow to Feru, before straightening and looking towards the stairs indicated as going to the rooms. He would look for a room possibly farthest from any currently occupied. He didn't know the thickness of the walls and didn't want to disturb anyone if he went into one of his nighttime rants to himself.
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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 Apr 10, 2016 22:45:35 GMT -8
Inclining her head once in a brisk nod to Salam, Feru retreated back to the circle of her employees, looking to see who had signed. Looked like herself, Oleanna, Roxy, and Vanelle. That was everyone. Rolling up the contract, she slapped it against her palm and looked to the others. "Well, I hope you're all ready for this, ladies - and Syros. Go get some shuteye.. ya got a big day ahead of ya tomorrow." She turned to Krenna and dropped her voice. "I'm trustin' ya to keep this place goin' while I'm gone. Do me proud."
With that, she turned to Syros and smiled slightly. She would also need to go places tomorrow.. mostly arranging their needed supplies and transportation. Though she'd have Meatwhacker looked at and probably get some light armor, as well. For now, though... "It's gonna be pretty wild out in that desert.. ya sure ya wanna come with us?" Despite her joking tone, she was serious; she was torn between wanting him there, and wanting him safe.
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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 Apr 11, 2016 9:15:58 GMT -8
Salam heads towards the stairs to the bed chambers, trying not to overhear anything important while he was there. He casually climbed the staircase to the second floor and searched for a room away from any currently occupied, eventually finding the most suited room near the end of the hallway. No name plate on the door, and the room itself looked like it was bare of personal affections of an occupant, so he entered the room, unpacked what little he had and settled in. A few changes of clothing went into the drawers, his books and maps scrolls were placed on top of the dresser for later sorting, and one nondescript bracelet left at the far corner of the same dresser.
With everything placed in at least appropriate spots, Salam gingerly sat on the edge of the bed, finding it at least more comfortable than the rocks on the roadside. He began contemplating what his new job would entail, and hoped that he wouldn't botch this chance he received.
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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 May 12, 2016 10:17:20 GMT -8
"Some of the sand in that desert probably came from the bones of the titans I have killed," Syros mused loudly, if not just to make a point, before returning Feru's smile. "I should be fine, but the fact it is going to be dangerous is exactly why I need to come. Still... I'm tired and you're right that we should all get some sleep. I'm going to go up to bed and rest before we begin our preparations."
He reached out then, softly touching the side of her head and combing his fingers through her hair. A moment later, he leaned forwards and kissed her on the forehead affectionately. "Goodnight everyone," he told the room, before turning and making his way up towards Feru's bedroom.
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 7:06:56 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 16:20:40 GMT -8
"Hello, Dame," Vanelle said with a nod of respect in Oleanna's direction. Vanelle did not seek to have an entire conversation, and instead just listened to the others that were going on around her. The brunette kept to herself, poised and reserved. It did not seem that Vanelle was the type to give into emotional or flighty actions. Most of what she did, she did with intention.
"Good night ladies, gentleman," she said to them, rising from her seat with her fringe of beads chiming quietly at her arms. The scent of jasmine trailed in her wake, a natural and confident sway to her hips as she exited the room and made her way upstairs to the domain she had claimed.
Vanelle was an avid supporter of Beauty Sleep.
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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 May 14, 2016 9:17:17 GMT -8
"Hmmph..."
Roxanne casts one more suspicious glance at Vanelle before draining the bottle of wine and heading up to her room. What was it that gran had told her that applied here? Gran had told her lots of things...
Never trust a man with an eye patch and two eyes
No, not that. It was close to that, but not quite.
Your uncle Renalt's chocolates have many uses that you'll find after you're married. And maybe before.
That wasn't it, either. What was it? It was a distinct gran-ism.
Never trust a woman with half her body weight in her bosom.
That was it! That was why she didn't trust Vanelle! Gran had warned her about this, and gran knew best. After all, she'd been around for an awfully long time. Secure in the knowledge that she wasn't crazy, Roxanne pulled the blankets over herself and went to sleep.
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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 May 14, 2016 9:30:09 GMT -8
Well that was that then. Oleanna yawns and heads to her room. Time to get ready for an early day tomorrow.
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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 May 14, 2016 9:41:35 GMT -8
Feru cast Syros a fond look, and smirked when he kissed her forehead. She lingered in the common area while everyone else went to bed, then sighed. She had some planning to do.. it was going to be a late night. She gathered up the contact and moved to the office. Too much to do, not enough time. She'd work for a few hours then head up to bed.
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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 May 15, 2016 15:33:47 GMT -8
<The next day>
It had been a busy morning, with everyone (except her own mercenaries, apparently) up at dawn to go get the supplies they'd need for the trip. Feru had already gone out and gotten some equipment upgrades, a sturdy chain vest and scale leggings ready to be donned when they set out the next day. She'd posted up in the HQ's common area to wait for everyone to get up; she'd made it quite clear that they all needed to be present when their contact returned for the contract, and that he'd be there at noon. She stood with rear sitting on a table and legs crossed at the ankle, arms folded in front of her while her tail swished and ears twitched. She was waiting for her girls to return, the contract on the table right beside her hip. This was a huge score for them, and she'd be extremely pissed if anyone screwed it up.
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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 May 15, 2016 18:44:47 GMT -8
Salam awakens a few hours before dawn, finding himself unable to sleep, given his circumstances. Making no mistake that he is thankful for a job and a roof over his head, he just felt incredibly nervous on how easily he was accepted. Normally most people scoff him off as an unnatural creature and avoid him, sometimes a livid store owner would try to physically toss him out. So the change of situations has yet to resolve itself within his nerves.
To settle himself, he decided to explore the new establishment he found himself a part of and familiarize himself with the interior layout. As he walked around, he first made mental note of the washing areas, main rec area, and storage facilities as these would be the areas he would most likely be for most of his time here. After his walk, he went back to the washing areas and used its facilities. He had been on the road for a few weeks and needed to at least be presentable on his first day.
With his cleansing down, Salam put his previous clothes back on and traversed back to his room. With his fur now at least cleaned, he still had to comb it, this would take a while as he did have an entire body to go over. About an hour later, closing on dawn, he finished his brushing and got dressed in one of his only other sets of clothing, a slim black shirt fully covering his torso and arms down to the elbows, and a similar styled and colored pair of pants going down to a few inches above his ankles. He also put his little waist length cloak back on due to old habits and went to wait in the main lounge area as everyone else got ready.
Once orders were given for supplies and everyone started moving about, Salam joined in a few in town supply runs, seeing it as an opportunity to get a partial layout of some of the streets for future endeavors. As it came closer to noon and he finally made it back to the company headquarters, he couldn't help but think that this was not a usual morning. He was too curious for his own good and just had to ask to whomever would listen, "So, I guess this isn't exactly a normal morning around here. Might I ask as to what is going on?" While this would be none of his business, it was in his nature to ask. Darn mind can get him into trouble sometimes.
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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 May 15, 2016 19:04:54 GMT -8
Feru glanced over at Salam as she waited for her crew to assemble, and inclined her head at the man in greeting. When he approached, she arched a brow and flicked one ear at him, listening to his comment and subsequent question. A fanged smirk appeared on her face, and she snorted a soft laugh.
"Ya got that right. This ain't a normal mornin'. We got a lucrative job offer last night, and we're pullin' out tomorrow. We're gonna be gone for a while, all of us but Krenna - so she'll be in charge unless my partner Tinker shows up. You'll know her when ya see her, she's a feisty little gnome. But she's hardly ever around, so I don't see that happenin'." Her expression sobered significantly, become one of intense focus, as she fixed those jade green eyes on Salam.
"I'm trustin' you and Krenna to make sure this place stays runnin' at peak efficiency while I'm gone. Don't let me down, got it?"
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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 May 15, 2016 19:22:17 GMT -8
As if on cue, Krenna appears at the top of the stairs up to the rooms. She was dressed in her usual working outfit and carrying her sanshin. "Morning Feru, new guy." She walked down the stairs and over to the pantry, grabbing some bread and cheese and pouring a glass of dwarven pale ale she had managed to 'acquire' in a lucrative agreement. Not having been one for alcohol in the past, this particular brew went down easy and made her feel a little more energetic.
"They're still not out of bed," she asked Feru. "Do you want me to go start knocking on doors? I need to head down to the docks soon, but I can try and roust the girls first." Looking over at Salam, she changed the subject only slightly. "Be glad they're already leaving on your first day. They're not the most modest of ladies..." She shivers a little remembering Oleanna's latest attempt to get her naked.
When did this become commonplace and acceptable she wondered to herself. "Looks like you've already gone out for some supplies, Salam. I have a feeling they are going to need you to help with the stuff they'll need for the trip today though, so help them out while I'm at work. Also, if anyone comes to ask for our help, just take a message or tell them to come back after dinner since I'll be gone until then."
"I need to get going Feru. I'll make sure the place doesn't burn down while you guys are gone though. Safe travels if I don't see you all before you leave." She gathered the rest of her belongings and made for the door. "Anything you want me to try to get while you are gone, for a successful mission celebration" she smiled and asked Feru.
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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 May 15, 2016 19:28:57 GMT -8
Salam can't help but smile at Feru's enthusiasm at this contract job. It was obviously a big job with one hell of a payment. Certainly not your place to inquire about it. He isn't one of the mercenaries, he was just an assistant and needed to make sure he kept his place. "Must be a big job indeed if most of your staff including yourself are leaving for it. Though with many people comes safety so I don't need to worry about my recent employer then." As Feru starts to glare at him, he gets an uneasy feeling and his smile turns slightly strained with a few chuckles, "That seems like quite the chore for two people. Little fast putting me through the hoop of fire here, but it is just the timing I guess. I can most assuredly do my best to keep this place running." He gives a mock military salute, trying to seem the slight goofball that wont be too much trouble.
As Krenna came down the stairs, Salam's ears shifted to hear what she was saying. He could only smile and nod as she explained what was to happen. It somewhat made him feel welcome that the two he spoke to so far didn't seem to hesitate with him. Though a second later he scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly once more. "Uh, you seem to have me at a disadvantage. Guess you heard me introduce myself yesterday. My apologies for not coming to greet everyone as well, but it seemed you were all in the middle of a meeting that i did not intend to interupt. May I have your name Miss?"
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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 May 15, 2016 20:06:57 GMT -8
A low, angry feline growl came from Feru as she heard Krenna's words, and she cursed openly. There was one thing this girl wasn't, and that was shy.. or modest, or inhibited. "Fuck, I told them to get their asses up at dawn and get out there to get their fuckin' gear. That's it, asses are gettin' kicked." Pushing away from the table, she turned and vaulted over the item of furniture, then bolted up the stairs and started kicking doors as she bellowed at the top of her lungs - which was quite loud, especially for her size, which wasn't huge.
"I TOLD YOU TO GET YOUR ASSES UP AT DAWN AND GET GEAR. Now our contact's s'posed to be here soon, and you're all still in bed! GET THE FUCK UP and get downstairs NOW, I want everyone assembled when he gets here, and then ya WILL get your asses out into town and MAKE SURE YOUR GEAR IS IN TIP-TOP SHAPE. MOVE IT!" There was a very angry feline sound from Feru as she finished kicking in doors, then turned and stormed back downstairs. Her tail was fluffed and her ears were laid back, a constant annoyed feline rumble emanating from her as she began pacing.
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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 May 16, 2016 10:41:20 GMT -8
Salam is just staring wide eyed at Feru's outburst. He had her pegged as a calm and collected sort, not the explosive kitty from hell sort. He leans slightly towards Krenna asking, "So, how do I avoid getting that anger directed at me?" Eyes never leaving Feru.
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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 May 17, 2016 16:02:21 GMT -8
"Follow your orders," Krenna said to Salam as she left.
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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 May 17, 2016 20:50:45 GMT -8
Roxanne lay in her bed, groaning and pulling the covers over her head. She was sleepy and hungover, and a screaming cat girl was not the sort of thing she liked to wake up to in the mornings. She'd been having such a good dream, too. Roy had been there, and all her childhood friends. Sal, Ema, Cody...especially Cody...sighing, she rolled out of bed and took a sip of water from the glass on her nightstand, then immediately spat it out and stares suspiciously at the glass. Sometime during the night, she had filled it with liquor. After some careful consideration, she drained the glass. After all, she needed to get rid of the hangover. She had work to do, after all. Ten minutes later, she walked down the stairs to the bar. Her face was scrubbed clean, her hair had been brushed, and her armor was polished. She carried her rucksack full of all the things one might need for an extended length of mercenary work. Lucky the Cat sat around her neck in his usual spot. Yawning, she looked around the room.
"Are we leaving now? It's so early..."
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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 May 19, 2016 20:34:11 GMT -8
Oleanna strolled back into headquarters an hour after dawn. She had a new tower shield slung on her back. With the new mission coming up she had gotten up early to find one. Fortunatly most blacksmiths woke before dawn to stoke their forges. It had taken some doing, but she had a knew steel plate to protect her. Her armor was also already on and her sword at her side, she had left her packs next to the door. Her destiers saddle bags already full. In short she was ready to get to work.
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