Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 22, 2016 23:17:40 GMT -8
 The main gate to New Brimiarde, the walls of which had been fully restored. [Currently closed to visitors.] |
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Feb 22, 2016 23:18:03 GMT -8
For the time being, guards closed off the entry to New Brimiarde. All non-essential services and travelers would be stopped at the checkpoint. New Brimiarde, thus, would come under very tight control and supervision as guards watched the small town from the castle.
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312 
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Mar 2, 2016 14:45:32 GMT -8
Shintaro and his loyal servant Exim apprached the security check point of New Brimiarde. To the guard he would talk to for request of passage, "I am Shintaro Nishida, this is Exim Kun, we were refugees from Katashima staying here for the past month. May we exit the city?"
The former lord spoke politely and with respect to the guards, not being in a position of power anymore he's had to humble himself.
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Post by The Council of Medan on Mar 2, 2016 16:51:40 GMT -8
The guard nodded, and stepped back once to show that he was admitted entry.
"You may pass. However, watch yourself out there. These times are rough and legitimate citizens are being arrested left and right," they said. "New Brimiarde is the last bastion of the old way of life."
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Warden Sherwood
Committed
Roleplay posts: 55
Age: 39
Physical Description: Toned, grizzled, been on the road too long.
Clothes and Equipment: Mostly furs, scrap armor, different things he can find.
Player's online availability : Randomly.
Registered: Apr 2, 2015 21:19:22 GMT -8
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Post by Warden Sherwood on Mar 2, 2016 17:12:47 GMT -8
"So I may enter then, as well?"
Warden had heard this was the heart of a revolution, and he was curious to see how sophisticated it was. However, for the duration of his stay, he planned on staying far enough away from their activities so as not to be associated with them or impede their business.
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Post by The Council of Medan on Mar 2, 2016 17:21:08 GMT -8
"For the time being, I am declaring these gates open. Please, come inside, but make haste. The inspection is due to arrive at any time."
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Mar 2, 2016 17:48:54 GMT -8
The guard nodded, and stepped back once to show that he was admitted entry. "You may pass. However, watch yourself out there. These times are rough and legitimate citizens are being arrested left and right," they said. "New Brimiarde is the last bastion of the old way of life." "I will. And good luck with your troubles." Shin and Exim would both bow and go through the gate. Seems like this was a good time to leave. "Where will we go, sir?" Kun Exim asked his master. "Wherever the wind takes me. I need to rebuild myself." Nishida Shintaro answered and walked down the road with his manservant following behind. <exits> |
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Mar 2, 2016 22:28:05 GMT -8
Soldiers swarmed the city gates and began patrols in a show of force, enforcing the sealing of the city gates. They'd remain in strong presence, but never sent for a request for disarmament. Each way in to the city would become blocked, save for the harbor which saw two Goraian ships arrive in time for a blockade.
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Freyja, Lady of the Moon
Established
Roleplay posts: 39 
Age: 1839
Physical Description: When she's in her true form, Freyja is a huge white dragon, her scales shimmering in the moonlight. Her body is sleek and powerful, and some of her scales literally glow with a silvery blue light when exposed to moonlight, particularly a set of crescent-shaped markings under her eyes and along her underbelly. All in all, she's a beautiful dragoness. Her voice is light and ethereal, almost seeming to echo within one's mind.
Her human form is tall and elegant, with long, white, almost glowing hair and alabaster skin, as well as deep silver eyes with slit pupils that examine the world with an aura of calm and elegance. However, much of the time outside her dragon form, she's clad in a suit of draconic armour, four horns pointing up from a steel great helm to complete the effect. The armour is rather androgynous, so many think she is a male until she speaks.
Armour:
https://40.media.tumblr.com/651d23fa0877fe8efdcee993d54ceb13/tumblr_n0vgc6dUer1rdy3s5o1_500.jpg
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She possesses no equipment in her draconic state, but in human form she usually wears a suit of thick, yet impossibly light horned plate armour and wields a long, two-handed blade that glows as if forged from pure moonlight.
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 21:32:07 GMT -8
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Post by Freyja, Lady of the Moon on Mar 3, 2016 12:26:39 GMT -8
The white dragon that has been spotted in the countryside so often recently flies easily far above the Goraian fortifications, just high enough to be right above the clouds, invisible to all until she descends. By that time, it's too late for the Goraian troops to stop her; she's already within the city.
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Kazekaza
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Roleplay posts: 20
Age: ???
Registered: Feb 25, 2016 21:42:36 GMT -8
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Post by Kazekaza on Mar 3, 2016 13:20:43 GMT -8
Kazekaza arrived after the troops, who had approached in attack formations broken into many small groups to minimize the damage of a potential counter-attack. He arrived at the gates, tugging Lamina along.
"Open up! Open up! Your general is here for an inspection! Uwa ha ha!"
He stomped impatiently, looking to the troops to his left and right. "If they don't open, bust it down!"
Then he offered no time for them to open.
"What are you waiting for???"
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Mar 3, 2016 14:22:20 GMT -8
Several mangonels were brought to the fore, each loaded with heavy shots. The order was given, and they were aimed and, if allowed, eventually fired at the gate itself. Unless the Goraian force had suddenly come under fire from a rebel force that had largely retreated and been overrun to to the walls, they'd enjoy a close ranged destruction of New Brimiarde's weakest point in their defenses (aside from the river, another potential route for getting military hardware into the city, which was very unfeasible).
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Post by The Council of Medan on Mar 3, 2016 14:33:11 GMT -8
In time, the gate would be forced open. Few defenders remained to enforce any deterrence. Practically all the defenders of the gatehouse had withdrawn to the twisted depths of the city to amass forces and prepare ambushes. A few archers did fire; as soon as it was ordered that mangonels be pushed forth to destroy the wall with relentless bombardment, those who thought they could take pot-shots at Kazekaza and a few Goraian troops released their arrows. Most, however, would conserve their ammunition for closer quarters and surprise encounters.
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Kazekaza
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Roleplay posts: 20
Age: ???
Registered: Feb 25, 2016 21:42:36 GMT -8
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Post by Kazekaza on Mar 3, 2016 18:53:20 GMT -8
Kazekaza heard a few arrows whiz by him, stepping aside so as not to be struck by one.
"Hey! Be careful! You'll hit the girl!"
The shots didn't last long. The entrance to New Brimiarde would open. Kazekaza strode in, Lamina in tow.
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on May 27, 2016 15:55:42 GMT -8
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Months later, had finished on the exterior walls, which had been fully restored and now featured fully functional gatehouses, with drawbridges over a brand new moat defense for the city. |
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Sept 27, 2016 16:10:02 GMT -8
Grandma approached the gates of New Brimiarde at a rather plodding pace, the donkey she rode was rather tired from all the travel she had been doing on it. Although she usually used other methods of getting around, she decided it was best not to stand out until she discovered the current state of things.
Waving at the guards, Grandma stops about 5 feet away from them.
“My good guard, I believe this is New Brimiarde, yes? I am a traveler to these parts and was wondering if you might recommend any places to stay the night here. I’ve had a rather long journey."
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Goraia
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Roleplay posts: 316
Registered: Mar 3, 2015 12:43:36 GMT -8
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Post by Goraia on Sept 28, 2016 9:09:24 GMT -8
"Well, there are a couple inns. Many were damaged during the battle."
New Brimiarde had the look of a city that'd been patched up and rebuilt, twice. Some damage still remained, in two degrees of visible recency - many buildings seemed to show the eroded scars of damage over a hundred years old, and others reflected scars and defacements that seemed recent. Social order seemed normal, guards in the streets and archers atop walls and towers - ancient and new fortifications of stone that divided the city into districts - all kept things quiet.
The guard suggested a couple inns (there aren't any threads I'm afraid, though if you'd like we can create one). They'd be cheap if not a little run down.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Sept 28, 2016 10:39:17 GMT -8
Grandma looked around at the city as the guard responded to her query. This city looked like it had been through a lot. She wondered what the temperament of the citizens would be after going through so much strife. There seemed to be quite a few guards around the city, watching everything, at least, more than she had expected.
“Thank you kindly, sir. I shall go check out some of the Inns you mentioned.”
Offering a wave of farewell, Grandma heads into New Brimiarde, in search of one of the Inns mentioned.
(If you don’t mind making an Inn topic, it’d be appreciated.)
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Registered: Nov 15, 2024 19:53:28 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2016 11:15:35 GMT -8
(but there's some fun to be had first!) Leaning on a wall, picking at his teeth with a knife, @haughty was staring at the new arrival. Something seemed... odd about her. Being unfamiliar with all that is going on, perhaps it was one of the rare buggers what crosses over into Goraia? "Hmm...." he said, as he pushed off the wall with a kick and headed towards her, spitting out the little morsel of food he picked out. "Perhaps it's a spy...." He muttered. Then again, who would be so stupid so send a spy openly? Or perhaps they were in fact very clever, because they in fact thought of this and realized suspicions would be unlikely? Shaking off the daft train of thought he cursed himself for not waiting just ten minutes so as to sign off for the siege weapons he ordered.
"You there, oi, the hag!" The man approached Grandma in his full plate armour, along with skull mask, monocle and poofy hat. "Well 'o might you be?" |
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Sept 28, 2016 11:51:27 GMT -8
Grandma turned to look at the man as he approached, although her face was completely neutral, she wondered what the hell the man was wearing. What was up with that combination of clothing articles? A monocle and a strange hat? Was this man an eccentric noble perhaps?
“I’m just an old traveler, Sir. I travel all over the place, just came down from Isra recently. I wasn’t able to travel here before as the borders were closed, but now that they're open I’m quite curious to see if the rumors of what I’ve heard about Goraia are true.”
Pausing for a moment, Grandma glanced around at her surroundings once more.
“So far it doesn’t seem as bad as I’ve heard. I think the rumors about the terrible things happening here might be a bit exaggerated. If you don’t mind me asking, who might you be? You have a look of nobility about you.”
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Registered: Nov 15, 2024 19:53:28 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2016 12:30:31 GMT -8
He grinned evilly, his smile barely visible behind his mask. "Oh yes, we kill old ladies like it were nuffink, put their 'eads on spikes, you know." He smile got even bigger, as he continued. "And we eat people, and we all stick knives up our bums, and we we 'fink sacrificing people will make the sun rise. Oh yeah, we're eeeeeevil, haha."
He shrugged to her second question, and merely said "Yeah, I'm a rich kid. Not all that close to the Empress but I'm a big git."
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