Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420 
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Mar 30, 2016 20:13:08 GMT -8
Alden's eyes flick across the valley. Trees, rivers, carvings of dragons heads, and an actual dragon curled up in the south end of the valley. Primary target than. What was the best way to fight a dragon? Short answer was you don't. Long answer was he would need more than just himself and Kematian. Or maybe not? His runes had been working more efficiently than ever before. Not only that but his new swords were practically thrumming with power. They were also sharp enough to cut through dragon scales. Well time to put this to the test. That or die. He probably shouldn't do the later Cynder would be very cross. Alden takes off like a shot. He scales a tree and begins moving with unnatural grace a speed through the treetops. Time to save his sister and maybe kill a dragon. Maybe he would talk to the dragon first? He'd decide when he got there.
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323 
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Mar 31, 2016 19:04:55 GMT -8
Oh yes, there was a very large, very green dragon curled up at the other end of the valley. Said valley wasn't terribly large, albeit large enough to comfortably accommodate a dragon with a wingspan that was nearly five hundred feet wide, so it wouldn't take all that long for Alden to come within range of the dragon's ability to detect him.. especially not with his speed, and this particular dragon's affinity for the earth. Having been napping with her tail flung up over her nose, she stirred when she felt someone approaching rapidly, and raised her head, careful not to dislodge the white-haired human that was sitting on her flank, deep in thought.
Turning golden eyes toward Alden as he came into view, the dragon flared her nostrils, taking his scent into her nose.. and chuckled. No doubt, the assassin would be very surprised to hear a voice he'd heard before. That of a woman with green hair and golden eyes who had been growing grass and plants on the graves of the people he'd killed in a mountain village. "Ahh, we meet again, mortal. Most interesting. How is it that you found your way to my sanctuary, and what is it that brings you here?" Not that she knew it, but it was a very small world; how amused she would be to discover that she had met Moon's pack-brother before, without even being aware of it!
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Mar 31, 2016 19:11:59 GMT -8
Moon had been sitting on Va'nei's large body, looking at the pin that had been given to her by Madame Naoki and lost in thought. Really, she had only remembered the pin existed the day before, when she'd realized her clothes were a tattered mess and she needed something different to wear. Thankfully, she'd found some furs left behind by.. someone, she wasn't sure who, and Va'nei didn't seem to want to say. They fit fine, even if they were a bit.. revealing. In the process of changing, the pin had gotten caught on her hair, and she'd removed it. After getting dressed in her new-old clothes, she'd taken to sitting on the dragon's flank, simply.. staring at the pin, and thinking.
Honestly, she was thinking about contacting Alden.. to say goodbye, and ask him to tell Kematian goodbye for her, or let the warrior borrow his pin so she could make her farewells to him, too. She had decided that her place wasn't in the city: It was out here, in the wild. Possibly with Va'nei in her Sanctuary, because she got the feeling the dragon was happy for some intelligent company to chat with. She just.. couldn't make herself do it. Mostly because, every time she tried, her wolf took to whining piteously for Kematian. She wanted to go back to him, but she was convinced that he was better off without her.. just as Alden was.
She was so lost in thought that she was startled by Va'nei's sudden movement, and hastily attached the pin to her collar, before rising to her feet, standing upon the dragon's moss-covered hide and looking in the direction the large creature was. "Someone's coming? And you've met them before?" She tilted her head back, trying to scent the air, but she couldn't smell anything past the smell of Va'nei, which was an odd blend of dragon and earth that was soothing yet musky. She couldn't see anything yet, either, even though she squinted.
 (Moon's current attire, minus the face paint, spear, shield, and spiky gauntlet.)
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Mar 31, 2016 19:30:04 GMT -8
Alden freezes when the dragon addresses him. That happened too often. He was an assassin damn it! He knew for a fact he was making no noise how had she heard him. It take him a second to place the voice. Oh! It was the same voice as the green lady from Lo'Kan. The one with the terribly unhelpful advice. Seriously what comfort was he supposed to take from: "They all would have died anyway?" He debated what to do until he saw Moon. She didn't look hurt or even particularly put out. Though her clothes were a bit silly. They looked awfully cold. Well cat's out of the bag anyway so... Alden flips out of his tree and walks into the clearing. He waves cheerily at Moon and grins, he then points at her.
"She brings me here, also she has a pin that I used to find her."
He answers the Earthwarden before turning his attention to Moon.
"Hi Moon! Kematian said you disappeared. I thought you were kidnapped or something. Are you kidnapped? Do I need to fight this dragon? Anyway he was really worried so he decided to come get you! Wait! Where is he..."
Alden looks behind and tries to see through the bush.
"I totally forgot how slow he is. Well he should get here soon I suppose. Oh! Hey sorry I never came back for that follow up visit. It turned out Cynder is pregnant and I have been slowly losing my mind with panic. Apparently I am going to have like six kids. Moon I am not even ready for one kid. I am in so much trouble. Unrelated if one of them is a girl can I name her after you? Apparently I get to name them, well me and Cynder get to name them anyway..."
Alden has entered full ramble mode. It would be best for her to interrupt.
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Mar 31, 2016 19:36:58 GMT -8
Va'nei's ears flicked toward Alden as he spoke, and pointed toward the human sitting on her back. The pieces clicked, especially when the man spoke of a Kematian. That must make him Alden. Craning her neck about, she looked at Moonflower with obvious amusement in her golden gaze. "So this is your pack-brother. What an amusingly small world. Ask him to tell you about the mountain village, sometime, if you wish to know how I met him. For now..." Stretching out her long tail, the infinitely precise prehensile tip curled around Moon's body, lifting the shifter from Va'nei's back to be placed lightly on her feet on the ground.
"I believe I will leave the two of you to talk. Or should I say three? Your other.. friend.. should be here soon." She chuckled again as she meandered away in the opposite direction from when Alden had arrived, toward the far end of the Sanctuary. She'd still be within a distance so she could be called upon, if needed. And the ancient dragon got the feeling that she was going to be needed.. to fly Moonflower and the two male members of her pack back to their city. They had come for her; surely that would show the silly girl that she was wanted.. perhaps even needed?
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Mar 31, 2016 19:46:12 GMT -8
Moon's jaw dropped when Alden descended from the trees, flummoxed to the point where she barely even noticed when Va'nei lifted her off of her back and set her on the ground. How..? The pin! He could use it to find her? She wished she'd known, she would've thrown the thing away as soon as she decided to join the Orcs! But she was.. so happy to see him. Even if he was babbling. Wait, wait, what? Kematian was there, too?! Her heart skipped and tumbled even as her stomach clenched anxiously. Oh gods, he was there. They were both there. What was she going to do?
"I knew Cynder was pregnant. I could smell it on her when we met." ..Why was that the first thing out of her mouth? Probably because it was the easiest thing to start with. "You don't need to fight Va'nei. She's not the one who took me. Actually, she saved me." She glanced absently after the dragon, then looked back at Alden. "I.." She sighed. "..it's a long story, how I ended up here, and I'd rather not tell it twice. Let's.. go find him, so I can explain?" It was clear who she meant by 'him', but she couldn't bring herself to say Kematian's name. She was too twisty and knotted to get the syllables out of her mouth, at that moment.
Starting toward Alden, she was careful not to touch him as she walked past him, heading in the direction he'd come. She was staring at the ground, trying to figure out how she felt. Kematian had found her note.. had gone to Alden.. he'd been worried about her? She didn't know what to think. Or feel. Or say. Her heart yearned to see his handsome face again, but she just.. she was so conflicted. She wanted to be with him, but... Ugh, why was this love thing so complicated? "So uh.. six kids, huh? That's.. impressive. I'm sure you can do it. And I guess you can name one after me, if you really want to." It's not like there will be any confusion, since I won't be going back. She winced as she thought the words. She got the feeling that decision wasn't going to go over well.. with either of the two men in her life.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Mar 31, 2016 20:03:55 GMT -8
Alden caught up with her almost instantly. He grabs her by the shoulders spins her around and engulfs her in a hug. It is almost tight enough to be painful. He even goes so far as to lift her up into the air.
"I missed you! I was so busy I didn't realize it. It's good to see you sister."
He just hugs her for a long moment before setting her down. He then leads the way towards were he left Kem. The former assassin continues to babble.
"So apparently it takes a village to raise a child. I don't really trust the random people in Isra though. So I am probably going to just have you help a lot. Do you know anything about babies? I've been reading books about child care a lot of it is confusing. OH! Apparently the babies are going to look like tiny little madame Naokis. I thought that was pretty interesting..."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 23, 2024 3:20:05 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 20:45:51 GMT -8
They found Kematian walking up the mountain, bent almost double. He was stronger than most men, but Alden surpassed even him by far.
He heard Alden rambling ahead of him and came to the conclusion that the assassin had found the friend – proving just how well the warrior (ret.) knew Alden. He looked up. Alden was talking very casually with a ... a less-than-modestly-dressed Moon? That was Moon? Yes, it was. Instinct kicked in, and Kematian found himself suddenly able to sprint, despite his legs burning. He dashed for Moon, ready to pull her into the tightest hug. One from which he hoped to never let go.
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Mar 31, 2016 20:58:03 GMT -8
Startled by being grabbed and spun about, Moon jumped.. and then she was being hugged. She couldn't help herself; she cringed. "..Cynder isn't going to like you smelling like me when you go back." You. Not we. Would Alden catch the slip? She wasn't sure whether it would be good if he did or not. Still, she sighed, and patted his back awkwardly with a hand as she was being hugged. "..I missed you, too." The words were true, even if they were tinged with a sadness she couldn't quite suppress.
Once she was let go, she shuffled a few steps away and lowered her gaze again, her right arm crossing over her back to grip her left elbow as they began to walk again. Even though she shot Alden an incredulous sidelong look when he spoke of.. what, wanting her to help raise his kids? "..Alden, I've never been around a baby in my life. You'd be better off asking someone who knows what they're doing." Especially since I won't be around to ask. Her decision only became more firm with every step she took. Her place wasn't with them; they would be better off without her, even if they wanted her there. She was doing this for them.
The wind shifted suddenly, carrying a familiar scent to her past the aroma of trees, earth, and water that surrounded them. It brought Moon to an abrupt halt, and her head jerked up, wide silver-blue eyes landing upon him. Kematian. He was running toward her. Before she could even gather the presence of mind to move away, she was swept up in his arms. Against the urging of her head, her arms betrayed her, treacherous limbs listening to her heart and curling around his shoulders as tears welled in her eyes. She buried her face in his neck, and inhaled. The scent of him flooded her senses, and she exhaled a whisper. "Kematian." She hadn't thought she would ever see him again.. yet here he was. He'd come for her. He cared about her. Him and Alden, both. The knowledge made her resolve waver, and her shoulders hitched as she bit back a sob.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 21:19:17 GMT -8
Kematian's eyes watered. He did not bother repressing the tears. He was just ecstatic to have Moon back. "Why did you go?" he sobbed. "Why didn't you tell me?"
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Mar 31, 2016 21:37:28 GMT -8
The scent of salt hit her nose, and Moon immediately held tighter to Kematian. He was crying. Because of her. She was just the worst. His words made her whine, and her head turned, lips pressing to his cheek, gathering his tears with tender kisses as she murmured a reply, thick with her own repressed emotions. "I.. I'm so sorry, I just.. it.. we hadn't seen each other in a while, and I thought..." She swallowed, hard. How was she supposed to admit to him that she thought he didn't want her? "..I was stupid. I'm so sorry, Kematian."
She drew back just slightly, and raised her voice so that Alden could hear, too. They both deserved an explanation. "I went for a run in the plain. Trying to get away from my thoughts. There were these.. things there. Orcs. They herded me into a trap and then they.. fed me something. Drugged. When I woke up, I was in a cage. I guess they thought I was just a normal wolf.. until I woke up, and shifted back." She knew that would probably piss both of them off, so she hastened to explain more. "Once they saw that, they.. I don't know, I guess they thought I was something special? They freed me, fed me.. they asked me to be.. part of their pack."
That made Moon hesitate, and she gave Kematian a guilty glance, before lowering her gaze as she leaned away, looking down at the grass below her feet. "..I decided to stay with them." No doubt neither of them would like that very much, and she winced at the looks they were probably giving her. "But their Chieftain, he said I couldn't stay.. that I would never be one of them.. and so I ran. I ran until I thought I was going to die. I almost did, according to Va'nei. She found me, and brought me back here, and fed me. She said I could stay, if I wanted to. And I.." This.. this was going to be the hardest thing she'd ever said. "..I want to."
Tangled up in her own jumbled thoughts and words, she tried to explain herself. "I did it.. for you. For both of you." Her eyes flicked guiltily toward Alden. "Alden, your mate hates me. I thought your life would be easier if I was just.. not there anymore." It clearly took everything within her to look back at Kematian, but when she did, her gaze meeting his.. her heart was in those silvery eyes. "And you.. Kematian... I thought you would be happier with someone more.. normal. Someone who thinks in terms of.. of husband and wife, and children, not.. not mates and pups."
A trembling hand rose from the warrior's shoulder, moving to cup his cheek as her thumb stroked across his skin in a tender manner. Her lips curved into an unsteady smile, and her voice softened slightly; these next words were for him.. and him alone. She almost forgot Alden was even there. "I'm in love with you, Kematian Sahar. I didn't want to admit it, because love.. or what I thought was love.. had only hurt me in the past. But I can't deny it anymore. I love you so much that it hurts, and sometimes I feel like I can't breathe.. but I wouldn't change it for anything. I want to be your mate, to spend the rest of my days with you."
Her eyes grew sad, and she forced herself to pull her hand away. Instead, both hands fell to his shoulders, and she pushed slightly, trying to put some distance between her form and his.. if only for the sake of her aching heart, which wanted so badly to believe he would accept her, and her offer to him. "If.. if you don't want that.. I understand. And if you don't.. then I'll stay here, with Va'nei." She was shaking within the circle of Kematian's arms, the force of her emotions having reduced her to a quaking mess that was on the verge of tears. Lowering her head, Moon huffed a soft sound as she lost her battle, and tears began to roll down her face.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2016 21:39:53 GMT -8
He tried to process her words as quickly as she spoke them. For this reason, his thought have been ordered in similar paragraph order to hers.
She kissed him, and not just once, but many times, and then apologized. He hastily forgave her and and forced a smile. She was back.
She began her explanation, and things became clear to Kematian. She hadn't intended to leave forever. She was captured. Perhaps he could slay the orcs and loot their...
She had been helped by them? And then asked to join their pack... and she accepted? Kematian held back a wince, but did not have an expression of anything but concerned and loving. He searched her silvery eyes, trying to know how she felt -- remorseful, yes. ... But she continued her tale of sorrow. She ran and almost died, and he wasn't there to help her through any of it. She quite rightly thought he wasn't going to help her, probably. That's why she was staying with orcs who could. He sighed deeply as she went on... saying that she was staying with the dragon, as well.
She thought it was better for them. She made her explanation first to Alden -- Kematian wasn't sure how to handle that. Her explanation to him made him want to fall to his knees and just cry his eyes out. She thought he would be happier with someone normal?! He didn't know normal! Moon was his world, and normality could screw off if it thought otherwise. His eyes welled with tears; his vision was blurred by the salty sorrow.
He was ready to turn back to the base of the mountain and fall on his sword. Without Moonflower, what was there to his world? What meaning did his life hold? His wealth? It was pointless if he could not share it with her.
So naturally, her next words struck him to the core. She tried to push him back, quite feebly compared to his mass, for he stood still as a rock. His arms, already encircling her, pulled her tightly to him, as if he was trying to connect their beings. He closed his eyes and let the tears roll free from his face to her shoulders.
"I've wanted so badly for you to say that. I want to be your mate, Moon. Now and forever and after this world burns and into the next. I'm never letting go, Moon.
"I love you, too."
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Apr 3, 2016 22:16:18 GMT -8
..Kematian wasn't letting her go. Why wasn't he letting her go? Moon sniffled and tried to wipe her tears from her cheeks onto her shoulders, increasingly frustrated by their insistence upon falling in such a plentiful number and entirely unhindered by any silent commands from her brain to stop already. Of which there were many. And then she was being pulled into him, held even more tightly, a fact which made her gasp in surprise and look up at him wide-eyed. Or, rather, down, because now his face was hidden against her shoulder and he was crying.
Then he spoke, and Moon felt all the breath rush out of her lungs in disbelief. He.. he wanted her to say that? More than that, he wanted to be her mate? Her mind was spinning, bombarded by a mixture of emotions straight from the heart that were so potent, she could barely see straight. And then those words. Words she had wanted so badly but never in her wildest dreams ever thought she would hear. I love you, too. Kematian loved her. Fur and fangs and all. Through the jumble of her emotions, love surged to the fore, and she reacted instinctively.
Her hands moved from where they'd fallen to dangle unmoving at her sides, and rose instead to immerse her fingers in his hair, her head turning to nudge nose against his cheek as she murmured nonsense words - soothing sounds to try and get him to lift his head. Upon the successful achievement of this action, she would breathe a single syllable that carried all the weight of her affection, happiness, and relief. "Kem..." And then her lips sealed to his, bestowing him with a kiss that carried nothing but pure light.. pure love.
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A raven
Established
Roleplay posts: 11
Physical Description: A large black bird.
Registered: Jan 11, 2016 22:09:27 GMT -8
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Post by A raven on Apr 3, 2016 23:58:52 GMT -8
Gliding in upon dark wings, the raven circled once before alighting high in an evergreen. "Kou kou kou. Tok" A low chortle. The thing had come only to watch and listen.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Apr 4, 2016 10:04:57 GMT -8
Alden shuffled on his feet as the two kissed. He was reasonably certain they were having a moment and he didn't want to interrupt. Still looking at the sun in the sky... He needed to get home before dinner preferably. He coughs into his fist until the two break the kiss.
"Sorry. Really happy for you two and wouldn't normally interrupt, but I promised Cynder I'd be home for dinner. Also I don't think she hates you Moon. Distrust you maybe but doesn't hate. Also saying you don't know about kids is a silly reason not to help me. I shouldn't even have kids, I am the least equipped person to have kids. You are my sister which will make you their aunt. You will help me with this or I will panic and probably force you to do it... Sorry I am rambling again. I have been panicking for four weeks straight. Anyway let's get going do you think your dragon friend will.give us a ride? I didn't think about how we were getting back."
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Apr 4, 2016 10:16:48 GMT -8
Lost in a passionate kiss with Kematian, Moon had entirely forgotten Alden was even there.. until he spoke. She then jumped, and broke the kiss, turning wide eyes on her pack-brother as she flushed brightly. "O-oh, I.. I'm sorry, Alden. I uh.. ahem. Yes. Back to Isra. Let me see if Va'nei is willing to fly us.. home." Home. That was an odd word for Moon to use. She'd never felt the drive to call a place 'home' before. But as she looked from Alden to Kematian and grinned, she knew that was what Isra was to her, now: Home.
Pulling away from Kematian with obvious reluctance, she turned away and cast her gaze about in search of the great green dragon. To her surprise, she saw the Earthwarden walking up with an amused gleam in her golden eyes. That made Moon blush even more. Had the ancient dragon been listening to their conversation? "Err, Earthwarden.. would you mind giving us a ride back to Isra? I don't relish going through those caves you mentioned."
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Apr 4, 2016 10:21:22 GMT -8
Va'nei had indeed been listening in on the interactions between the three, and she couldn't help but chuckle when this Kematian fellow gave Moon his answer. See, the silly wolf should've listened to her from the beginning! She'd had a feeling that the female was going to return eventually, she just hadn't thought it would be so soon. As she came to a stop near the group and heard Moonflower's request, she nodded, then shifted her body about so that the humans could more easily climb up onto her back.
"But of course, little wolf. I offered to return you home whenever you asked, and there is plenty of room upon this old back of mine for both you and your friends. Climb aboard." She was already reforming the spikes upon her back to more comfortably accommodate the trio of humans, creating two separate cradles of vine, leaf, and moss for them to settle into.. one slightly larger than the other. She figured the two lovebirds wouldn't want to be separated, just yet, and she could understand that, even if she'd never been in love herself.
Once they were all settled, she would grow vines over their bodies to make sure they were securely held in place. Then she spread her wings and, with a great push of her large legs, flapped once, and took to the skies. Direction from Moon had her tilting about and angling toward the city where they dwelt.
<Exit to The Free Plain>
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A raven
Established
Roleplay posts: 11
Physical Description: A large black bird.
Registered: Jan 11, 2016 22:09:27 GMT -8
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Post by A raven on Apr 4, 2016 10:23:42 GMT -8
The raven followed. <Exit to The Free Plain> |
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Apr 4, 2016 19:03:15 GMT -8
Spiraling in to land with @zera and Sir Cairex Forgepyre on her back, Va'nei alighted fluidly upon the thick grass of the valley. Once she was settled, the vines which held her two passengers in place withdrew, and she adjusted her wing so that they could slide off and onto the grass. They were near the river, and a large herd of deer could be seen grazing further away, near the edge of the woods. "Kill only what you can eat, and be careful with any fires you make. Other than that, you may have free roam of this valley for as long as you like."
As soon as they hit the ground, she stretched languidly, then settled down on the grass, curling up comfortably. Her golden eyes gleamed happily. "It is quite nice to have company. I am glad you both decided to join me for a time." The tip of her tail twitched merrily back and forth as she hummed, and the plant life around them began to flourish almost wildly. Even the trees shivered in delight.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2016 19:28:25 GMT -8
The command of the flora to Va'nei's mere presence was astounding. From the very vines that held her firmly in place during flight to the lively greeting of the valley upon her return - it was enough to stun Zera into silence. When she was allowed to slip from her seat upon the mighty dragon's back she glanced to the wooded area where the deer were at ease and grazing - letting the conditions of their visit sink right in. She sought no reason to harm a thing in this place. A sweep of her gaze across the valley was enough - the place was a paradise. She could guess it would ever be the only one of it's time, or ever.
Without even thinking, her wings came to wrap and settle about her shoulders - effectively cloaking her once again save for the few tears and roughly sealed membrane that scarred the once perfect garb imitation. She took a few steps and stopped by the river, and brought herself to sit at the edge and stare down into the water - perfectly crystal clear and calm, soothing to the ears and to her other senses to behold. Simply being here alone instilled a sense of tranquility within the half-dragon's soul. It almost made her forget the encounter that, consequentially, brought Va'nei and herself to meet.
A soft smile took hold of her features once more, and she sighed softly. "Do you not see many here, Va'Nei?" she inquires, feeling a bit odd to speak the great Earthwarden's name... but considering how kind and gentle she was, it was almost suiting at the same time to address her in a friendly manner.
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