Imud Habrua
Established
Roleplay posts: 27 
Physical Description: A frail looking, wiry man. His skin is tan and wrinkled. An accent shows him to from a foreign land. What hair he once had has mostly retreated and what is left has lost any semblance of the dark black color it once held. The whitened hair and slim appearance make him seem almost frail. Give Imud a worthy project though, and he seems to revitalize in his eagerness to work the forges.
Clothes and Equipment: mud wears the most humble of garments, little more than sacks, and the heavy gloves necessary to do his work. He also wears a bland pair of spectacles, necessary for both the protection they provide, as well as an aide to keep up the with the finer details of his work in his advancing age.
Registered: May 3, 2015 20:17:12 GMT -8
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Post by Imud Habrua on Apr 11, 2016 13:12:22 GMT -8
Imud raised an eyebrow at the women's strange use of pronouns. She appeared to be part elf, maybe it was a language thing, but one could never tell without asking. "I am Imud Habrua. Tell me? Who is this "we" you speak of. Do you have some unseen companion?" There were certain item that Imud couldn't expect a person of mental instability to acquire, though other things were perfectly suited. |
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Lysanna Vermilion
Established
Roleplay posts: 10 
Age: 19
Physical Description: -------------------
Race: Half Elf
Hair: long, white
Eyes: light-green (sometimes dark red), left eye is magical (indistinguishable)
Body: average, slender
Skin: smooth, pale
Other: mellifluous voice
Clothes and Equipment: -------------------
Armor: Silver
Weapons: Sword, Sword Breaker, Crossbow, Spear
Lysanna has a large amount of weapons and armor stored in a parallel plane, from which she can summon them to her hand.
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 10:18:30 GMT -8
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Post by Lysanna Vermilion on Apr 11, 2016 13:40:20 GMT -8
"Please, excuse us. This is the way we talk, we know it is confusing for many, but it is the same for us to talk about... me." she said and wrinkled her forehead. "At the place of our birth, we were taught to think as a group and not as an individual. This was done for many reasons, mainly to form a bond with our siblings." she said. This was just a simplistic explanation, since most of the time, people didn't understand, if she told them the truth.
Most people just ignored her weird way of speaking. But others wanted to know and for Lysanna it wasn't easy to put it into words. It was a feeling of affiliation. It was crucial to form a strong bond of trust for her and the others, so they would survive. But that wasn't something to tell outsiders. She had tried many times, not one would understand and they all condemned her for something, she wasn't responsible for.
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Apr 11, 2016 14:22:47 GMT -8
After finishing her tea and a light snack of biscuits, Takhana rose from her seat and ascended the stairs. Rather than retreating to her office, she decided to follow Madame Naoki's suggestion and introduce herself to their newest operative. Going to the room inhabited by Leona Malric, Takhana paused before the door and raised a hand, knocking lightly on the wooden surface. When the door was opened, the blind Elf would offer one of those small, mysterious smiles she was so fond of, she inclined her head in a nod of greeting, clasping her hands at her waist.
"Greetings. You are Leona Malric, correct? I'm Takhana Veil, I work for The Midnight Sun; intelligence gathering and assisting director of missions. Madame Naoki asked me to introduce myself, as I'll be handling your first mission, starting tomorrow. Do you have a moment to speak with me?" Her head tilted slightly with a slight jingle of the chimes in her decorative hair-sticks. Most found it unsettling when that eyeless (if hidden behind blindfold) gaze settled upon them as though she could see, and Takhana was curious to observe if Leona was one of these people.
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Imud Habrua
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: A frail looking, wiry man. His skin is tan and wrinkled. An accent shows him to from a foreign land. What hair he once had has mostly retreated and what is left has lost any semblance of the dark black color it once held. The whitened hair and slim appearance make him seem almost frail. Give Imud a worthy project though, and he seems to revitalize in his eagerness to work the forges.
Clothes and Equipment: mud wears the most humble of garments, little more than sacks, and the heavy gloves necessary to do his work. He also wears a bland pair of spectacles, necessary for both the protection they provide, as well as an aide to keep up the with the finer details of his work in his advancing age.
Registered: May 3, 2015 20:17:12 GMT -8
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Post by Imud Habrua on Apr 11, 2016 15:00:57 GMT -8
"Well, well. Imud might understand a little." The old man winked. "It was a strange to hear you say 'me'. Please tell, Misses Vermilions, what about my quest do you find interesting? What kind of adventurer are you?" |
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Whir
Committed
Roleplay posts: 95
Age: 23
Physical Description: Whir stands approximately six feet and five inches (nearly two meters) tall. His skin ranges from pale to dark blue and is lined with bright markings that do not appear to be tattoos. Dark blue crystals shoot back from his scalp where hair would be on a pure blooded human. He is lithe and corded, muscles defined, but not pronounced.
Clothes and Equipment: ...
Simple clothing hangs from Whir's slim body. The only apparent armor a banded chest plate made of what appears to be some dark wood. Resting on a loop attached to the back of this chest piece is a long and narrow sword. To the untrained observer it almost appears as a needle, with the eye replaced by a pommel set with some light blue gem. The sword is in fact, made from a single crystal of orichalcum. The rapier-like double edged blade is nearly indestructible despite its thin profile. A leather wrap starts at the pommel and runs about eighteen inches up the body of the sword, where immediately after, the five foot long blade takes an edge.
Registered: Feb 24, 2016 19:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Whir on Apr 11, 2016 18:50:23 GMT -8
Madame Naoki doesn't seem fazed by Whir's introduction. She does deal with Maelik, afterall. She opts to get directly to the point this time around. "You heard correctly, I can offer all sorts of work, and I mean that in the literal sense. If you’d like to sit and do intellectual work, I have multiple openings for scribes, accountants, and the like. If you’d like to do menial labor or coordinate those who do, I’ve undertaken a massive construction project on the north side of the city. If you might be martially inclined, I am in need of competent warriors, as is the Isranian military. Or if you’d like to continue your wondering, I employ individuals to collect information for me as they travel the lands. My collection of organizations and establishments is many and diverse. Generally speaking, if you’re good at anything, and willing to put your skills to use for me, I will pay you to do it." "Well, Madam, wandering is the one thing I do excel at, and I suppose surviving to continue wandering is a close second." He paused to gather some thoughts. "What kind of information would you like collected? I'm not much of a spy. People tend to notice me in a crowd," he says, laughing. "If you can keep shoes on my feet and food in my belly, I'd be happy to see one end of the world and on to the other for you." |
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Indil Elendrili
Established
>.<
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: Appears early twenties in human years
Physical Description: An Elven Ranger. She is 5'9", lean, and pretty in an angular sort of way. She has dark eyes and delicate features, as well as thick dark hair frequently pulled back from her face. Her pointed ears are pierced by hoops in several places.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears brown leather lace-up knee-high boots and calf-skin leggings. Tucked into the trousers is a cream-colored under-tunic made of soft cotton, over which she wears a loosely corseted brown leather jacket with a high collar. Laced bracers cover her forearms beyond the jacket's half sleeves. Strapped around her right thigh and waist is a dark leather pack. Knives are tucked into each of her boots. On her back is a quiver with blue-fetched feathers and a longbow that, at first glance, appears to have too strong a pull for her to manage.
Player's online availability : Nights/Weekends EST
Registered: Apr 8, 2016 3:30:38 GMT -8
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Post by Indil Elendrili on Apr 11, 2016 19:16:17 GMT -8
A long soak in the hot bath had done wonders for Indil's mood, though the lassitude-inducing steamy water nearly made her doze off right there in the tub. After a short meditation she was able to re-center herself and actually felt ready to face whatever meeting would finish out her day. Standing in front of the suite's large mirror, she settled the straps of her pack, quiver, and longbow about her lithe frame, her leathers looking much better after a vigorous brushing out. Finally she pulled most of her thick dark hair into a high tail; multiple earrings glinted from her ears as the Elf arranged the remaining locks about her face.
Thus prepared, Indil slipped out of her suite and pocketed the room key after locking the door behind her. Cecil had given her directions earlier and she made to follow them, despite being in a separate area of the inn from whence they originated. After a few moment's casual roaming, the Elf heard the sounds of the casino beyond the stairwell at the end of the hall. Before her were several doors, the closest slightly ajar. Presuming that the prior interview had completed during her respite, the Elf pushed the door farther open and entered the room.
The comfortable room held fine furniture--shelves, a table with a glass ball, accompanying chairs, etc--but no people. Frowning, Indil approached the chair and looked down at the glass ball in contemplation. After a moment she decided to wait for this Madame Naoki to return and angled herself towards the door, her back straight, wrists crossed behind her, and angular face an impassive mask.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Apr 11, 2016 23:04:29 GMT -8
Madame Naoki doesn't seem fazed by Whir's introduction. She does deal with Maelik, afterall. She opts to get directly to the point this time around. "You heard correctly, I can offer all sorts of work, and I mean that in the literal sense. If you’d like to sit and do intellectual work, I have multiple openings for scribes, accountants, and the like. If you’d like to do menial labor or coordinate those who do, I’ve undertaken a massive construction project on the north side of the city. If you might be martially inclined, I am in need of competent warriors, as is the Isranian military. Or if you’d like to continue your wondering, I employ individuals to collect information for me as they travel the lands. My collection of organizations and establishments is many and diverse. Generally speaking, if you’re good at anything, and willing to put your skills to use for me, I will pay you to do it." "Well, Madam, wandering is the one thing I do excel at, and I suppose surviving to continue wandering is a close second." He paused to gather some thoughts. "What kind of information would you like collected? I'm not much of a spy. People tend to notice me in a crowd," he says, laughing. "If you can keep shoes on my feet and food in my belly, I'd be happy to see one end of the world and on to the other for you." “Well, alright then, there we go. Excellent, that was surprisingly simple. All I’m really looking for is information I don’t have about world events. There’s not really a good way to know what’s happening over in say, Gauldin, besides having someone who is there- or has been there, tell you. In Gauldin specifically, I have a sufficient number of informers and allies, but as far as the rest of the world is concerned, I’m essentially blind, save for what rumors drift about downstairs. I’d like information relating to essentially all aspects of other nations and regions, and their inhabitants. Information about the goings-on in their governments, rumors that circulate, noteworthy locations or events that you happen across, whatever you can find.” “So! Here’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to make for me a list of everything that you need to travel the world. I intend to outfit you to the best of my ability up front, because I can afford to. Are your boots old? I’ll buy you new ones, that sort of thing. Whatever supplies you might need that would be pertinent, make a list, and I’ll have them provided. I’m also going to give you an assortment of magical communication devices and scrying foci, and you’ll carry those with you. Then, whenever you’re prepared to depart, you will do so, and head to some far off part of the world that I haven’t got enough information about. Once you’re there, you’re going to use the equipment I’ve given you to make regular reports back here, and tell us all about it. If there’s something that I’d like examined in more detail or investigated further, you’ll make a reasonable effort to do so, but not at risk to yourself.” “Every month, I’ll send a messenger out to you with a supply of goods that are valuable in the land you’re currently in. That’ll probably mean gold, in more cases than not. Enough to support your travel-related expenses and some more on top of that as your salary. I’ll send that, and replacements for any supplies that you might need replaced. New boots if you wear yours out, or what-have-you.” “For as long as you continue to supply information I don’t have, I will continue to supply you. Whatever you choose to do with your time beyond gathering and reporting information is yours to spend as you wish, just as so long as it doesn’t get in the way of your job for me. If all of that sounds agreeable to you, there should be some forms and writing supplies in the cabinet to your right. You’ll need to fill out your portions of those, so if you'd be so kind as to bring one of each over here, I'll guide you through filling them out. Though you don’t necessarily need to file for Isranian citizenship- since you're not going to be in the country, I would suggest doing so anyway because that makes doing my taxes simpler.” |
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Leona Malric
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 21
Physical Description: ------------------------------------------------------------
Slim, female girl
Light tan
Middle-long (chest-length) flowing dark brown hair
Light green eyes
Fit physique
5'7ft
130lbs
Slight dark makeup around eyes
Clothes and Equipment: ------------------------------------------------------------
She usually wears light leather armor (her midriff bare), pants, boots and gloves. On her belt she carries two daggers, which are on her back and a shortsword on her left hip.
On her right shoulder she also has a single pauldron made of dragon scales, which she received from her mentor. Attached on that pauldron are four small throwing knives.
Also from that same material, her right sword arm is covered by a couter and a gauntlet.
A longsword is bound to her back.
She usually also carries a longbow and a shield, strapped to her backpack. According to the situation she switches her equipment.
Sword: http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa122/brotherbanzai/DSCF3430.jpg~original
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Mar 29, 2016 11:51:46 GMT -8
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Post by Leona Malric on Apr 11, 2016 23:45:51 GMT -8
After finishing her tea and a light snack of biscuits, Takhana rose from her seat and ascended the stairs. Rather than retreating to her office, she decided to follow Madame Naoki's suggestion and introduce herself to their newest operative. Going to the room inhabited by Leona Malric , Takhana paused before the door and raised a hand, knocking lightly on the wooden surface. When the door was opened, the blind Elf would offer one of those small, mysterious smiles she was so fond of, she inclined her head in a nod of greeting, clasping her hands at her waist.
"Greetings. You are Leona Malric, correct? I'm Takhana Veil, I work for The Midnight Sun; intelligence gathering and assisting director of missions. Madame Naoki asked me to introduce myself, as I'll be handling your first mission, starting tomorrow. Do you have a moment to speak with me?" Her head tilted slightly with a slight jingle of the chimes in her decorative hair-sticks. Most found it unsettling when that eyeless (if hidden behind blindfold) gaze settled upon them as though she could see, and Takhana was curious to observe if Leona was one of these people. Leona was soaked from head to toe. Bathing Akanor was never easy. He liked it so much, he jumped around and tried to catch the current. It was cute but also messy. After a short amount of time the entire bathroom was flooded. To make matters worse, someone knocked on her door, right when she was about to finish scrubbing him. "Ehhm..." she said, desperately looking around. "Coming." she called and quickly toweled herself. At least it was a bit better now, but her clothes were still wet. The moment she averted her attention and walked into the bedroom, Akanor took the chance and jumped out the tub and ran past Leona, leaped onto the bed and tossed and turned himself on it, drying his fur. "Ugh." Leona said, admitting defeat. "You will pay for this." she added and scowled at him. But he was too busy. Remembering, that there was someone at her door, she went to open it and saw a tall... drow? She tried to meet her eyes and was surprised that she couldn't see any. Instead the darkelf was wearing a black leather blindfold. She felt a little uncomfortable, because she didn't know where to focus her gaze on. The woman didn't carry any aids, which meant she could probably still see, maybe with magic? "Oh... hello, can I help you?" she asked, a little embarassed as to her current state of appearance. The elf introduced herself and said she would be helping Leona with her mission tomorrow. "Oh. I see. Come in, please. And please don't mind Akanor. He tries to be funny, but really..." she said and leaned in to her, "he isn't." she concluded, shaking her head slightly. She walked over to the table and sat down on a chair, gesturing to the other, inviting Takhana to sit down on it. Leona waited for her to sit down. "Okay now. How can I help you?" she asked, crossing her legs and resting her right arm over the back of the chair. |
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Lysanna Vermilion
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 19
Physical Description: -------------------
Race: Half Elf
Hair: long, white
Eyes: light-green (sometimes dark red), left eye is magical (indistinguishable)
Body: average, slender
Skin: smooth, pale
Other: mellifluous voice
Clothes and Equipment: -------------------
Armor: Silver
Weapons: Sword, Sword Breaker, Crossbow, Spear
Lysanna has a large amount of weapons and armor stored in a parallel plane, from which she can summon them to her hand.
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 10:18:30 GMT -8
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Post by Lysanna Vermilion on Apr 12, 2016 0:04:23 GMT -8
"Well, well. Imud might understand a little." The old man winked. "It was a strange to hear you say 'me'. Please tell, Misses Vermilions, what about my quest do you find interesting? What kind of adventurer are you?" Lysanna smiled. Anyone who knew her would be surprised, since it was a rare sight to see. Still standing in front of the man, she put her helmet down on the table and pulled out the letter with Imud's request on it. " To be honest, as soon as we read about dragon part's we were inclined to meet you. Although it doesn't specifically say what to expect from this journey, we were excited to ascertain. Gathering rare and dangerous materials would surely mean coming face to face with dangerous monsters." she explained. " As for your second question. We are a member of the Order of Imlerith. We are trained hunters of evil. Whether it be dragons, witches, werewolves, vampires or demons, we have the knowledge and the ability to kill such foes." she said and slighty cleared her throat. " If one is willing to pay, of course." |
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Apr 12, 2016 0:36:44 GMT -8
A long soak in the hot bath had done wonders for Indil's mood, though the lassitude-inducing steamy water nearly made her doze off right there in the tub. After a short meditation she was able to re-center herself and actually felt ready to face whatever meeting would finish out her day. Standing in front of the suite's large mirror, she settled the straps of her pack, quiver, and longbow about her lithe frame, her leathers looking much better after a vigorous brushing out. Finally she pulled most of her thick dark hair into a high tail; multiple earrings glinted from her ears as the Elf arranged the remaining locks about her face. Thus prepared, Indil slipped out of her suite and pocketed the room key after locking the door behind her. Cecil had given her directions earlier and she made to follow them, despite being in a separate area of the inn from whence they originated. After a few moment's casual roaming, the Elf heard the sounds of the casino beyond the stairwell at the end of the hall. Before her were several doors, the closest slightly ajar. Presuming that the prior interview had completed during her respite, the Elf pushed the door farther open and entered the room. The comfortable room held fine furniture--shelves, a table with a glass ball, accompanying chairs, etc--but no people. Frowning, Indil approached the chair and looked down at the glass ball in contemplation. After a moment she decided to wait for this Madame Naoki to return and angled herself towards the door, her back straight, wrists crossed behind her, and angular face an impassive mask. Becoming aware of a presence within the room, the orb sitting on the table is activated from the other side. The seemingly solid orb seems to fill with a purplish-blue sort of mist, somewhat reminiscent of a brilliant night sky. Within the mists, shapes bend and distort, before coalescing into an image of the back of someone’s head. Someone with straight, reddish brown hair, and ears that seem to have been stolen from a cat, even. Facing directly away from Indil’s seat, Naoki’s image looks side to side, but sees no one in the chair before her. Yet, must be someone in the room. Figuring to turn all the way around, Naoki’s disembodied head catches sight of Indil, sitting there as she is. Naoki takes a brief moment to study appreciate the guest’s features before speaking up. Evidently some variety of Elf, and not a bad looking one, at that. Though, Naoki supposes, she hasn’t ever quite seen a bad looking elf, persay. “ He-hem.” Naoki clears her throat in an an attempt to get the visitor’s attention before beginning to speak, “Hello, Ms; I am Madame Naoki, and you’re presumably here to speak with me. To whom do I owe the pleasure, and what is it that you would like to speak about?” |
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Imud Habrua
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: A frail looking, wiry man. His skin is tan and wrinkled. An accent shows him to from a foreign land. What hair he once had has mostly retreated and what is left has lost any semblance of the dark black color it once held. The whitened hair and slim appearance make him seem almost frail. Give Imud a worthy project though, and he seems to revitalize in his eagerness to work the forges.
Clothes and Equipment: mud wears the most humble of garments, little more than sacks, and the heavy gloves necessary to do his work. He also wears a bland pair of spectacles, necessary for both the protection they provide, as well as an aide to keep up the with the finer details of his work in his advancing age.
Registered: May 3, 2015 20:17:12 GMT -8
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Post by Imud Habrua on Apr 12, 2016 1:02:00 GMT -8
Lysanna smiled. Anyone who knew her would be surprised, since it was a rare sight to see. Still standing in front of the man, she put her helmet down on the table and pulled out the letter with Imud's request on it. " To be honest, as soon as we read about dragon part's we were inclined to meet you. Although it doesn't specifically say what to expect from this journey, we were excited to ascertain. Gathering rare and dangerous materials would surely mean coming face to face with dangerous monsters." she explained. " As for your second question. We are a member of the Order of Imlerith. We are trained hunters of evil. Whether it be dragons, witches, werewolves, vampires or demons, we have the knowledge and the ability to kill such foes." she said and slighty cleared her throat. " If one is willing to pay, of course." "Oh, yes, yes!" Imud clapped his hand's together and rubbed the in glee. "The payment would be negotiable on the the dragon in question. Such a substantial reward you would have to collect in Goraia. Part of the payment would be a weapon or armor set made from the slain dragon. There are quite a few of these beasts now days. Some of which deserve removing. "However, this could be a tricky political situation..." Imud paused seriously. "Many dragons have a rider or allegiances. While Imud has no bounds on creativity, he does have a business to run." "The easiest creatures would be those of the lost Phoenix State. Have you heard of the beasts Trogdor or Ka of Gravlor? Their riders were once powerful leaders but have fallen from good favor. There are perhaps dragons to be found in the open lands as well. My home country is Goraia...Imud would not speak ill of his lands people...But Imud is not a picky man." |
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Lysanna Vermilion
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 19
Physical Description: -------------------
Race: Half Elf
Hair: long, white
Eyes: light-green (sometimes dark red), left eye is magical (indistinguishable)
Body: average, slender
Skin: smooth, pale
Other: mellifluous voice
Clothes and Equipment: -------------------
Armor: Silver
Weapons: Sword, Sword Breaker, Crossbow, Spear
Lysanna has a large amount of weapons and armor stored in a parallel plane, from which she can summon them to her hand.
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 10:18:30 GMT -8
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Post by Lysanna Vermilion on Apr 12, 2016 2:51:35 GMT -8
Lysanna was feeling a little knot forming inside her throat. Was that fear? She hadn't expected Imud to drop such names so early on.
"Good sir, you seem to have a great need for special materials. We will have to let you know, that these dragons, which you just named, are not easy prey. We do not know what you need of them, but there are no doubt easier ways to obtain them. If these goods you need, are attainable from any dragon, then we would suggest to look for a young one, secluded from others. Should you actually need to kill the ones you have named, then we will have to inform you, this will not be an easy task, and furthermore one I will not be able to accomplish on my own." she explained confidently. "We, the members of the Order, are dragonslayers, but we will assure you, that not even the best of my order can take up such powerful dragons on their own."
This definitely seemed to be a very important task. Lysanna wondered, what they wanted with these materials. But that was none of her business.
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Cyronin the Blue
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 28
Physical Description: Trying.
Clothes and Equipment: https://imgur.com/a/sIpRe
Player's online availability : Often?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 2:04:16 GMT -8
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Post by Cyronin the Blue on Apr 12, 2016 3:08:30 GMT -8
Cyronin sits astride his stallion in the square in front of the Sun, helmet on and armour shining. He reaches to his hip to hold the pommel of his blade, sending a message to Naoki.
I'm prepared. Send the recruit out as soon as it conveniences you.
Beside him was another horse that belonged to the Sun. It was packed with the supplies and provisions the pair would need for their trip and mission, and had a saddle, for the recruit to sit on.
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Apr 12, 2016 12:27:48 GMT -8
Leona was soaked from head to toe. Bathing Akanor was never easy. He liked it so much, he jumped around and tried to catch the current. It was cute but also messy. After a short amount of time the entire bathroom was flooded. To make matters worse, someone knocked on her door, right when she was about to finish scrubbing him. "Ehhm..." she said, desperately looking around. "Coming." she called and quickly toweled herself. At least it was a bit better now, but her clothes were still wet. The moment she averted her attention and walked into the bedroom, Akanor took the chance and jumped out the tub and ran past Leona, leaped onto the bed and tossed and turned himself on it, drying his fur. "Ugh." Leona said, admitting defeat. "You will pay for this." she added and scowled at him. But he was too busy. Remembering, that there was someone at her door, she went to open it and saw a tall... drow? She tried to meet her eyes and was surprised that she couldn't see any. Instead the darkelf was wearing a black leather blindfold. She felt a little uncomfortable, because she didn't know where to focus her gaze on. The woman didn't carry any aids, which meant she could probably still see, maybe with magic? "Oh... hello, can I help you?" she asked, a little embarassed as to her current state of appearance. The elf introduced herself and said she would be helping Leona with her mission tomorrow. "Oh. I see. Come in, please. And please don't mind Akanor. He tries to be funny, but really..." she said and leaned in to her, "he isn't." she concluded, shaking her head slightly. She walked over to the table and sat down on a chair, gesturing to the other, inviting Takhana to sit down on it. Leona waited for her to sit down. "Okay now. How can I help you?" she asked, crossing her legs and resting her right arm over the back of the chair.
"Well, for starters, I'd like to know a little bit about what you're capable of. We'll get to the other things in a moment." Her smile was warm and friendly, although the leather covering her vacant eye sockets no doubt made the expression a bit disconcerting. Takhana had long ago accepted that most people were uncomfortable around her, due in combination to her blindness and the odd magical sight that had replaced her true eyes. Hopefully Leona would at least be willing to endure it long enough to work with her. |
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Leona Malric
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 21
Physical Description: ------------------------------------------------------------
Slim, female girl
Light tan
Middle-long (chest-length) flowing dark brown hair
Light green eyes
Fit physique
5'7ft
130lbs
Slight dark makeup around eyes
Clothes and Equipment: ------------------------------------------------------------
She usually wears light leather armor (her midriff bare), pants, boots and gloves. On her belt she carries two daggers, which are on her back and a shortsword on her left hip.
On her right shoulder she also has a single pauldron made of dragon scales, which she received from her mentor. Attached on that pauldron are four small throwing knives.
Also from that same material, her right sword arm is covered by a couter and a gauntlet.
A longsword is bound to her back.
She usually also carries a longbow and a shield, strapped to her backpack. According to the situation she switches her equipment.
Sword: http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa122/brotherbanzai/DSCF3430.jpg~original
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Mar 29, 2016 11:51:46 GMT -8
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Post by Leona Malric on Apr 12, 2016 14:26:56 GMT -8
Oh. Now Leona blushed. She thought the woman could see, but seeing her bump into the chair made her feel bad. Leona extended her hands in a quick manner to help her, but it was too late. Wait. So... but she had to be able to see. Hmm... maybe she could only track movements? It made her curious. She was just about to open her mouth and ask, when Takhana preemptively asked her about her abilities.
"Well, umm, as I have already told Madame Naoki, I am a skilled hunter." she said. If Takhana was able to see inanimate objects, she would certainly see her armor lying around on the ground. All of her equipment was spread out in her room. She had never been the most tidy person around. Seeing her longsword leaning against the side of the table, she grabbed it and started to inspect it's edge. "I can fight, hunt ...hmmm... survive. Ride. And talk with wolves." she added jokingly, darting a look at Akanor, who was lying in the sun on his back again, drying off the rest of his fur. She smiled.
Leona felt more curious than uncomfortable at the sight of the woman in front of her. She wanted to know, how she was able to see, but she knew it was rude to pry. It was a fight against her inner child. And one never knew who won.
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Apr 12, 2016 14:55:39 GMT -8
Unless the armor and other equipment was infused with magic, it was invisible to Takhana's energistic sight, but she didn't let on that such was the case. She just smiled serenely and nodded in understanding as Leona explained her skills. Interesting. "I presume you have experience with tracking and differentiating between safe and unsafe plants, then? Most useful. And communicating with wolves, how interesting!" That had potentially useful applications, although if it would be useful where they were going, she wasn't sure.
"Now, I fear I have to delve into some potentially uncomfortable territory." She gave Leona an apologetic smile, then forged ahead. "Do you have any particular phobias or aversions? Say, to dark places, or certain creatures?" ..Where was she going with this? Well, Leona would find out in a few minutes.
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Leona Malric
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: 21
Physical Description: ------------------------------------------------------------
Slim, female girl
Light tan
Middle-long (chest-length) flowing dark brown hair
Light green eyes
Fit physique
5'7ft
130lbs
Slight dark makeup around eyes
Clothes and Equipment: ------------------------------------------------------------
She usually wears light leather armor (her midriff bare), pants, boots and gloves. On her belt she carries two daggers, which are on her back and a shortsword on her left hip.
On her right shoulder she also has a single pauldron made of dragon scales, which she received from her mentor. Attached on that pauldron are four small throwing knives.
Also from that same material, her right sword arm is covered by a couter and a gauntlet.
A longsword is bound to her back.
She usually also carries a longbow and a shield, strapped to her backpack. According to the situation she switches her equipment.
Sword: http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa122/brotherbanzai/DSCF3430.jpg~original
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Mar 29, 2016 11:51:46 GMT -8
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Post by Leona Malric on Apr 12, 2016 15:19:03 GMT -8
Some of Leona's armor was made from dragon parts. Her sword's handle, too. But none of it was magical. She grew tired of playing around with it and put it back into it's sheath.
"Yes, quite a bit. I earned most of my money by selling furs or other stuff you can get from animals. I know a bit about plants, mostly which to avoid and which are edible. But if you want me to make any potions, I'm not your girl. The communicating was more of a joke. It only works with Akanor, but just because we have known each other for so long now. We are a good team." she explained.
Ah. Now where did she want to go with that? "Hmmm. All I can think about right now are spiders." she said and she and Akanor simultaneously shuddered from disgust. There were some memories buried deep in her head, she didn't want to remember. But it seemed like Takhana already knew that. The way she asked about it was pretty suspicious.
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Indil Elendrili
Established
>.<
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: Appears early twenties in human years
Physical Description: An Elven Ranger. She is 5'9", lean, and pretty in an angular sort of way. She has dark eyes and delicate features, as well as thick dark hair frequently pulled back from her face. Her pointed ears are pierced by hoops in several places.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears brown leather lace-up knee-high boots and calf-skin leggings. Tucked into the trousers is a cream-colored under-tunic made of soft cotton, over which she wears a loosely corseted brown leather jacket with a high collar. Laced bracers cover her forearms beyond the jacket's half sleeves. Strapped around her right thigh and waist is a dark leather pack. Knives are tucked into each of her boots. On her back is a quiver with blue-fetched feathers and a longbow that, at first glance, appears to have too strong a pull for her to manage.
Player's online availability : Nights/Weekends EST
Registered: Apr 8, 2016 3:30:38 GMT -8
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Post by Indil Elendrili on Apr 12, 2016 18:27:45 GMT -8
Becoming aware of a presence within the room, the orb sitting on the table is activated from the other side. The seemingly solid orb seems to fill with a purplish-blue sort of mist, somewhat reminiscent of a brilliant night sky. Within the mists, shapes bend and distort, before coalescing into an image of the back of someone’s head. Someone with straight, reddish brown hair, and ears that seem to have been stolen from a cat, even. Facing directly away from Indil’s seat, Naoki’s image looks side to side, but sees no one in the chair before her. Yet, must be someone in the room. Figuring to turn all the way around, Naoki’s disembodied head catches sight of Indil, sitting there as she is. Naoki takes a brief moment to study appreciate the guest’s features before speaking up. Evidently some variety of Elf, and not a bad looking one, at that. Though, Naoki supposes, she hasn’t ever quite seen a bad looking elf, persay. “ He-hem.” Naoki clears her throat in an an attempt to get the visitor’s attention before beginning to speak, “Hello, Ms; I am Madame Naoki, and you’re presumably here to speak with me. To whom do I owe the pleasure, and what is it that you would like to speak about?” Indil looked down towards the sudden voice, surprised to see the face in the orb but not showing it. She then sat with perfect posture and faced the orb directly, dark eyes quickly examining the other woman's visage as she spoke. Indil inclined her head in polite greeting before responding to the pleasant introduction. Given the orb's probable field of vision, all Madame Naoki would likely be able to see would be Indil's own sharp features and the quiverfull of blue-fletched arrows rising beyond the Elf's shoulder. "Hail, Madame. I am Indil Elendrili, a Ranger but newly arrived in the Free City after long travel. Cecil, the Innkeeper downstairs, recommended you as a well-informed individual regarding city affairs. As I have not yet found employment within the city, I felt that I should make myself known to you and offer my services." Her voice was a soft alto, nearly accented but such a one that is easily placed. As Indil preferred to keep her speech concise, she ended her comment with another nod and awaited Madame Naoki's response. |
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Apr 12, 2016 19:01:45 GMT -8
Some of Leona's armor was made from dragon parts. Her sword's handle, too. But none of it was magical. She grew tired of playing around with it and put it back into it's sheath. "Yes, quite a bit. I earned most of my money by selling furs or other stuff you can get from animals. I know a bit about plants, mostly which to avoid and which are edible. But if you want me to make any potions, I'm not your girl. The communicating was more of a joke. It only works with Akanor, but just because we have known each other for so long now. We are a good team." she explained. Ah. Now where did she want to go with that? "Hmmm. All I can think about right now are spiders." she said and she and Akanor simultaneously shuddered from disgust. There were some memories buried deep in her head, she didn't want to remember. But it seemed like Takhana already knew that. The way she asked about it was pretty suspicious.
"In that case, that means there's been a change of plans. You're being assigned to a new mission, and you need to ready yourself immediately, because your partner is waiting outside. His name is Cyronin the Blue, and you'll be going on a scouting mission with him. Gather whatever gear you need and meet up with him as soon as possible. While you're en route, I'll brief the both of you on the specialized equipment you'll be using." Rising to her feet, she placed her right hand over her abdomen and gave Leona a slight bow.
"Thank you very much for speaking with me, Miss Malric, and do be careful; you're going to a rather dangerous area." Turning about, she made her way toward the door with little difficulty, having counted the steps from door to chair. After some minor fumbling to locate the doorknob, she twisted it and pulled it open, then stepped out into the hallway. As she made her way toward her office, she tapped into the TMS communications network via her ring, contacting Cyronin the Blue telepathically.
Mister Cyronin, this is Takhana Veil. We haven't had the opportunity to meet properly, and I'm afraid this isn't the time for that. I've alerted your partner of the mission at hand and informed her to meet you posthaste; she seems a reasonable sort and will likely be out shortly. Her name is Leona Malric. Once you two are en route, please let me know, so that I can brief you on the specifics of the specialized gear you'll be using once you reach your destination. Reaching her office, she unlocked the door and opened it, moving inside. After locking the door behind her, she settled in her desk chair, then reached out to another set of operatives, Alden Marshal and Lorelei & Lucia.
Alden, Lorelei, and Lucia. You will be departing on a mission tomorrow. Please come by my office tomorrow morning at your earliest convenience to receive your mission briefing and to meet the fourth member of your team. With that done, she took a moment to slump in her chair and simply relax. She was going to have a busy day tomorrow. |
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Apr 12, 2016 20:30:34 GMT -8
Becoming aware of a presence within the room, the orb sitting on the table is activated from the other side. The seemingly solid orb seems to fill with a purplish-blue sort of mist, somewhat reminiscent of a brilliant night sky. Within the mists, shapes bend and distort, before coalescing into an image of the back of someone’s head. Someone with straight, reddish brown hair, and ears that seem to have been stolen from a cat, even. Facing directly away from Indil’s seat, Naoki’s image looks side to side, but sees no one in the chair before her. Yet, must be someone in the room. Figuring to turn all the way around, Naoki’s disembodied head catches sight of Indil, sitting there as she is. Naoki takes a brief moment to study appreciate the guest’s features before speaking up. Evidently some variety of Elf, and not a bad looking one, at that. Though, Naoki supposes, she hasn’t ever quite seen a bad looking elf, persay. “ He-hem.” Naoki clears her throat in an an attempt to get the visitor’s attention before beginning to speak, “Hello, Ms; I am Madame Naoki, and you’re presumably here to speak with me. To whom do I owe the pleasure, and what is it that you would like to speak about?” Indil looked down towards the sudden voice, surprised to see the face in the orb but not showing it. She then sat with perfect posture and faced the orb directly, dark eyes quickly examining the other woman's visage as she spoke. Indil inclined her head in polite greeting before responding to the pleasant introduction. Given the orb's probable field of vision, all Madame Naoki would likely be able to see would be Indil's own sharp features and the quiverfull of blue-fletched arrows rising beyond the Elf's shoulder. "Hail, Madame. I am Indil Elendrili, a Ranger but newly arrived in the Free City after long travel. Cecil, the Innkeeper downstairs, recommended you as a well-informed individual regarding city affairs. As I have not yet found employment within the city, I felt that I should make myself known to you and offer my services." Her voice was a soft alto, nearly accented but such a one that is easily placed. As Indil preferred to keep her speech concise, she ended her comment with another nod and awaited Madame Naoki's response. Within the orb, Naoki nods contemplatively, thinking back to the last time she had interviewed and then employed so many people in a row. Though she isn’t quite prone to that sort of superstition, a small part of her hopes that the awful series of events that followed that surge of employment won’t also be replicated. Regardless, she’s happy to have the help, and if Naoki’s first impressions are anything to judge by, this one seems very capable. “Pleased to meet you, Ms. Elendrili. You have indeed come to the right person to seek employment within Isra, I am by far the largest- and many would say the best employer in Isra. You seem to quite the level-headed and competent individual, so I’m fairly confident I’ll be able to offer you a position you’ll find suitable. To do that, I would like to ask you about yourself. I’d like to know what field of work you’d be most interested in, and what skills, capabilities, and talents you have.” |
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