Renner
Committed
Roleplay posts: 57 
Age: Late 20s
Physical Description: Renner stands about five feet and ten inches in height. His build is fit, but not overly muscular. His hair is dark brown with eyes to match. His skin will match whatever climate he's in, given exposure levels to the sun.
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Clothes and Equipment: Recently, Renner has taken to wearing light colored clothing to better blend in with the environment he is living in. He generally wears a full suit of insulated leather, a fur-lined travelling cloak, and boots made from high quality buffalo leather.
A sword and axe dangle from a belt on either side of his hip. A travelling pack, and quiver are strapped to his back. A short bow is often strung around his chest.
He wears no jewelry or other fancy adornments. His outfit is completely utilitarian and highly functional.
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Registered: Feb 28, 2016 17:57:32 GMT -8
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Post by Renner on Mar 5, 2016 8:51:47 GMT -8
Having made it the next large stone, and seeing the saber cat run off and the buunvar go back to grazing a ways away, Renner takes up the new post and waits to see what will come of the encounter. He notices the small group of elk walking up to the edge of the pond to drink. They were larger than any of the beasts he had seen in the past. It might be difficult to bring one down with only arrows, but it would be an excellent test of skill.
Renner waited until the elk had situated themselves at the pool before picking the largest out of the group. He nocked a razor-sharp broadhead arrow and drew the bow back. On a beast this big, a lung shot would be the only means of disabling the quarry enough to track and find it in a reasonable amount of time. A heartshot would be more lethal, but from the distance, and the girth of the animal, he doubted the arrow would be able to penetrate that far.
Steadying himself and controlling his breathing, he took aim, and after several heartbeats, let the arrow fly.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 5, 2016 11:24:30 GMT -8
"Huh? Me?"
When the Jotun tries to kick Roy, the vampire jumps back and does his best to stab it in the foot. He's rather rusty with the sword, but surely he can't miss a foot that large...can he?
"We need to damage its arms! Otherwise, we'll never get in close enough to kill it!"
He looks down at his sword, which seems almost like a tooth pick for the hulking Jotun.
"Give me a minute, I gotta try something."
Roy grabs Vera and scurries off behind a tree, where he pulls out his engraving kit.
"I dunno why I didn't do this earlier."
He begins frantically scratching fire runes on the blade of his sword.
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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 Mar 5, 2016 12:31:02 GMT -8
It appeared the boy had finally grown a bit of a backbone and had taken a stab at the Jotun, hopefully he wouldn’t pay for his maneuver… Although her two companions were doing fine dodging its attacks so far, she realized that they might not have what it took to actually end the beast. Hopefully they’d have some tricks up their sleeves to slay the Jotun, after all, Vera was a druid.
Grandma would continue gathering power for her spell as she shuffled from tree to tree, always attempting to keep out of the Jotuns line of sight. If the beast charged her, she’d have her hand forced, but he seemed fairly occupied by Roy and Vera at the moment.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183 
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Mar 5, 2016 13:12:44 GMT -8
Vera watches as Roy starts enchanting his sword. Oh boy, this was bad. She had maybe six seconds, before the Jotun caught up with them. Roy needed time, so it was her job to buy him some. That meant she would need strength, speed, and durability from the earth. Good thing she had all that in spades, just so long as she kept direct contact. Still there was a good chance she was going to die. She grabs Roy by the face, and kisses him fiercely. Maybe not a good time to do so, but she'd be damned if she died without doing it.
"I love you. You better not let me die."
With that she darts out of cover, and yells at the Jotun.
"OI! YOU MASSIVE ASSHOLE, LET'S GO."
She run's straight at the giant, getting ready to move the second it attacked.
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Clan Valgard
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Clothes and Equipment: The Valgards wear blue, white, and black. This is noticeable on their capes, garments, flags, and decorations. Their motif is a white wolf, as seen on their shields and flags.
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Registered: Feb 27, 2016 13:15:57 GMT -8
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Post by Clan Valgard on Mar 5, 2016 13:24:31 GMT -8
( Vera of the Celadine Grandma Royal Fletcher ) The jotun yelled at Roy as his sword pricked the skin on his foot, drawing just a bit of blood. The jotun clenches his toes and howls in pain, even angrier. He takes off for the tree where Roy is and prepares to rip it from the ground, with the intention of bringing it down onto them. But before he can rip up the tree, Vera appears. The jotun begins barraging where she is standing with his mighty fists, threatening to nail her into the ground if she doesn't keep moving. Renner ) The elk make their way to the nearby pool. They drink a bit before looking back up to check their surroundings. Shewp!Renner's arrow lets loose and finds itself buried just inches from the lung. It reacts instantly, almost falling to the ground, but catches itself and tries to take off running. By now its comrades have already turned tail and fled. The injured elk attempts to stumble in the direction of the forest, leaving a blood trail, although Renner is certainly fast enough to catch it... |
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Renner
Committed
Roleplay posts: 57
Age: Late 20s
Physical Description: Renner stands about five feet and ten inches in height. His build is fit, but not overly muscular. His hair is dark brown with eyes to match. His skin will match whatever climate he's in, given exposure levels to the sun.
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Clothes and Equipment: Recently, Renner has taken to wearing light colored clothing to better blend in with the environment he is living in. He generally wears a full suit of insulated leather, a fur-lined travelling cloak, and boots made from high quality buffalo leather.
A sword and axe dangle from a belt on either side of his hip. A travelling pack, and quiver are strapped to his back. A short bow is often strung around his chest.
He wears no jewelry or other fancy adornments. His outfit is completely utilitarian and highly functional.
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Registered: Feb 28, 2016 17:57:32 GMT -8
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Post by Renner on Mar 5, 2016 13:36:15 GMT -8
Seeing the arrow miss its mark, but still wound the elk, Renner drops the bow back around his chest and starts sprinting toward it. Letting a beast suffer was needless cruelty and he meant to dispatch it as quickly as possible. Still, a wounded animal that size was still a formidable opponent. Elk have sharp hooves and powerful necks with which to use their antlers as bludgeoning weapons.
Renner intended to close the gap with as much of a safe pace as he could muster. He would draw his sword and axe and hopefully catch the beast with a hamstringing maneuver with his sword. If he couldn't he'd have to wait for it to fall of its own accord. Either way, he'd end its suffering with an axe blow to the back of the skull, severing the spinal cord.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 5, 2016 14:08:17 GMT -8
"Mmmph! Be careful, Vera..."
Roy focuses on his etching, trying not to think about the pounding noises coming from the other side of the tree. Vera will be ok. She knows how to handle things. About a minute later, he carefully finishes up his runes. They're kinda basic, but skillfully done. With a final stroke of his engraving tool, he completes the enchantment and lifts the sword. It lights itself on fire, burning bright red.
"Get away from Vera! Go on! Shoo!"
He runs around the tree to look and see what sort of shape Vera is in.
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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 Mar 5, 2016 15:04:30 GMT -8
Deciding taking down the Jotun was more urgent than completely hiding her ability to use magic, Grandma would choose to unleash her spell upon it, hoping for it to give her two companions the opportunity to finish it with their weapons.
Moving with surprising swiftness compared to what she had previously shown, Grandma would position herself from behind the tree to a place that would allow a clear sight range of the Jotun. Carrying her staff still in one hand, she would raise the other hand, palm aimed towards the Jotun.
“I suggest you two get down for a moment!” Her voice boomed across the clearing, amplified with magic, giving Roy and Vera a brief warning before she unleashed her spell.
Air in front of her hand warping violently, a thin, spiraling beam of destructive energy would fly from her palm. The chaotic beam was aimed for the Jotuns stomach and although not particularly wide, it was quite effective at penetrating. If all went to plan, her spell would stagger the Jotun, allowing Roy to kill it with his newly enchanted sword.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Mar 5, 2016 16:13:10 GMT -8
Vera does keep moving, bobbing this way and that to avoid the heavy blows. Unfortunately she was a brawler, and defense had never been a concern for her before. She does well for a time, but when Roy and Grandma start shouting she loses concentration. In that split second on the Jotun's fists collides with her. She is lifted off her feet and sent flying backwards, landing on the ground with a hard thud. Thanks to the strength of the earth she isn't seriously hurt, but she was cut off briefly during the flight. She takes a moment to catch her breath.
"Son.... of a.... bitch."
She wheezes out through clenched teeth.
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Clan Valgard
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Clothes and Equipment: The Valgards wear blue, white, and black. This is noticeable on their capes, garments, flags, and decorations. Their motif is a white wolf, as seen on their shields and flags.
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Registered: Feb 27, 2016 13:15:57 GMT -8
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Post by Clan Valgard on Mar 6, 2016 7:40:42 GMT -8
( Renner) The elk, which had the been the largest in the group, tried following the scent of its group, but they were so far gone now that he'd never catch up. It then felt cold steel sliding through its leg, and the last thing it ever knew was the blackening of its eyes. Renner's axe had served its purpose, and now the elk lay dead on the ground. ( Grandma Vera of the Celadine ( Royal Fletcher) Rather than move to finish Vera, the jotun hesitated: amazed at the flaming sword of Roy. But he let out an "Urk!" when Grandma's magic let loose and pounded into his stomach. It was enough to knock the hesitant jotun onto his rear, dazed and completely vulnerable. |
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 6, 2016 8:26:20 GMT -8
"URAAAA!"
Roy sprints over, faster than any human could ever hope to accomplish. Stabbing wildly, he thrusts the flaming sword towards the fallen Jotun's throat.
"AAA! Stop fighting! Vera, are you slright?"
He glances back, face panicked.
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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 Mar 6, 2016 8:36:34 GMT -8
It appeared Roy had finished off the Jotun. Still, Grandma would begin charging another spell, for she didn’t trust these woods and didn’t want to be caught off guard if something else was to appear. Making her way over to Vera, Grandma would offer her a hand up.
“Are you okay dear? Anything broken at all?”
Although Vera was tough, she had taken a severe hit from the Jotun. Grandma hoped her magic had kept her safe.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Mar 6, 2016 8:50:56 GMT -8
Vera gets to her feet groaning. That had hurt, but Mother Gaia was already repairing her torn muscles and bruised ribs. The gathers in just a bit more power to be safe. She hadn't seen the Jotun yet, and if it was still kicking, she wanted to be able to level a powerful spell at it.
"I'm fine, nothing I can't handle. Downside to druidry, takes me time to do anything really offensive. I am too hot headed, shoulda asked for a bolt of lightning, or maybe some lava."
Which was exactly her plan if that Jotun was still moving. She peered over at Roy, and the Jotun trying to if it was still alive.
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Renner
Committed
Roleplay posts: 57
Age: Late 20s
Physical Description: Renner stands about five feet and ten inches in height. His build is fit, but not overly muscular. His hair is dark brown with eyes to match. His skin will match whatever climate he's in, given exposure levels to the sun.
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Clothes and Equipment: Recently, Renner has taken to wearing light colored clothing to better blend in with the environment he is living in. He generally wears a full suit of insulated leather, a fur-lined travelling cloak, and boots made from high quality buffalo leather.
A sword and axe dangle from a belt on either side of his hip. A travelling pack, and quiver are strapped to his back. A short bow is often strung around his chest.
He wears no jewelry or other fancy adornments. His outfit is completely utilitarian and highly functional.
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Registered: Feb 28, 2016 17:57:32 GMT -8
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Post by Renner on Mar 6, 2016 11:44:50 GMT -8
After having killed the great elk, Renner would stand up, breathing heavy from exertion and adrenaline. He took a moment to commend the beast's spirit and whispered a hunter's prayer to speed it off to the eternal pastures. He didn't wait long to begin butchering the kill. He already knew a great cat stalked the area, and carrion birds and other predators would smell the blood on the wind in short order. He wiped the blood off of his sword and axe and hung them again at his belt, and pulling his large hunting knife from its sheath at the small of his back, he began to process. After taking the majority of the pelt, he would separate the limbs from the body and haul them back to the pond one by one. The cold water would keep the meat from spoiling and the scent from spreading to alert those local predators. Still, as fast as he worked, it would surely be nightfall by the time he finished. The last thing he did was to decapitate the carcass and let the blood drain from the dismembered head. It was easily the largest he had ever taken. He then rolled up the pelt that had been left drying in the open air and wrapped it with a thick leather strap that would hold it to his pack. Satisfied he had done everything he could, he left the rest of the carcass for the birds and coyotes and headed back in the direction of the Blackened Bitch. Should nothing else befall Renner, he will exit to the Blackened Bitch. |
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Clan Valgard
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Clothes and Equipment: The Valgards wear blue, white, and black. This is noticeable on their capes, garments, flags, and decorations. Their motif is a white wolf, as seen on their shields and flags.
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Registered: Feb 27, 2016 13:15:57 GMT -8
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Post by Clan Valgard on Mar 8, 2016 15:09:26 GMT -8
( Vera of the Celadine Grandma Royal Fletcher) The jotun gurgled blood before falling limp. The sword found its mark, and the flames singed his throat as the steel slid into its fleshy new sheath. The jotun was dead, and its remains free for the pickings. ( Renner) Renner killed the sumbitch and got back to Wulfenheim. The End. |
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 8, 2016 15:14:13 GMT -8
Roy pulls the sword out cautiously.
"Everyone alright? Uh...that worked out, I guess. What are we supposed to do now?"
He stares down at the hulking corpse.
"Uh...I suppose we should take a finger, or something like that?"
After a moment, he realizes that his sword is still on fire. After some puffing, he manages to blow it out.
"There we go."
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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 Mar 8, 2016 16:37:09 GMT -8
As the Jotun breathed its last, the soul of the poor beast would not find freedom, but instead be pulled into Grandma's staff. This wasn’t a noticeable process however, her other two companions would most likely see Grandma leaning on her staff, glancing at both of them as if checking for injuries.
“Although it was a bit close for comfort, it all worked out in the end I suppose. You did a most excellent job ending it Roy, I see you were able to show up when it mattered, an excellent trait! But yes, I suggest you take its finger for proof. I suspect those Varans will be impressed you managed to kill one.”
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Mar 8, 2016 21:19:46 GMT -8
Vera releases the magic she was gathering. She then runs up to Roy, and wraps him in a hug. Another kiss is given. Just as fierce, but far longer than the first. When she finally let's up she grins at him.
"You were fantastic! Even if you screamed a little too much. Still we can work on that."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 8, 2016 21:28:03 GMT -8
"Mmmph!"
Roy takes a deep breath when she releases him.
"You think? Ehehehe..."
He chuckles nervously, waving his sword awkwardly.
"Um...so do I cut its finger off or something?"
Raising his sword, he gives a hesitant swing and slices off the Jotun's pinky finger.
"Eew..."
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Clan Valgard
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Clothes and Equipment: The Valgards wear blue, white, and black. This is noticeable on their capes, garments, flags, and decorations. Their motif is a white wolf, as seen on their shields and flags.
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Registered: Feb 27, 2016 13:15:57 GMT -8
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Post by Clan Valgard on Mar 9, 2016 14:53:31 GMT -8
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