Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 15, 2016 13:05:37 GMT -8
Tristian peered about the interior of the establishment in a curious manner. Then he looked back to the Lieutenant when she spoke, and nodded. "Excellent. I have to admit, I'm rather eager to have some real food. Far too long on nothing but what I could hunt while on the run, and camp rations." The scent of something delicious in the air was intoxicating, making his stomach grumble, although thankfully the noise was lost below the noise of the crowd within the building. And he was able to keep his composure, despite sniffing the air appreciatively. Ah, real food. He couldn't wait. A thoroughly unremarkable host approaches, and nods to the pair. Without any questions as to their intention or party size, he beckons them to follow, and leads the way up the stairs to a table for two on one of the second floor balconies. After seeing them seated, the host departs. After giving the pair an appropriate amount of time to peruse the menu, a modestly dressed waitress approaches, notepad in hand. “May I take your orders?” She took the offered seat, and was glad for the seclusion, no need for wandering ears to hear their discussion, and she knew the staff was discrete. "Yes, I think I will have the Black Mountain and...a glass of water for now. Technically still on duty, got to follow regulations Lord Seryl, but feel free to indulge a little, it won't offend me." |
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210 
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 15, 2016 13:40:05 GMT -8
Following the host to the table, he sat down with a sound of relief. He was tired. It had been a long, busy day, preceded by long, tiring weeks. Perhaps he would just take today to recuperate, then begin the business of politics tomorrow. Taking the offered menu when the waitress arrived, Tristian eyed it thoughtfully, and quickly made a selection. "I will also have water, and 'The Dynamite'." For all his former noble status, the young Lord Seryl was a simple man. Handing the menu back to the waitress, he then turned to the Lieutenant and mustered up a small smile.
"I appreciate the sentiment, Lieutenant, but I am of the belief that spirits have their place during dinner. One is far less likely to make an idiot of themselves if they abstain till later in the day, or so my mother always said." Speaking of his mother - now dead, her body strung up as an example after being violated countless times - killed his smile, and replaced it instead with a small frown. Shrugging aside those thoughts, he settled to lounging in his chair, as comfortably as he could, in his armor. "This place is quite pleasant. I see why you come here." Smooth segue, Tristian.
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Apr 15, 2016 16:11:32 GMT -8
Several minutes later, a serving girl bounces over to Elizabeth and Tristian's table, her platter all but groaning under the weight of their orders. The piping hot dishes are placed in the appropriate spots, and, with a curtsy, the servant leaves them to their meals.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 25, 2024 15:37:57 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2016 16:23:27 GMT -8
It had not taken Yūgao long to find what she needed. It was common knowledge who had the most money in Isra. Who employed the most people, who controlled the gold. There was one name almost everyone knew. Madame Naoki. When the question of where to find that name was asked there was but one answer. The Midnight Sun. So Yūgao's projection came to the building. The Suiro eyes the door and slips in when it is open. She is not sure what sort of wards are on it. Still she'd rather not test if they could repel spirits. Once inside she declares loudly.
"I wish to speak to Madame Naoki. Who do I speak to about setting up a meeting?"
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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 15, 2016 19:24:30 GMT -8
Indil nodded along with the woman's statements. After all, employment couldn't be expected unless she had some valuable skills. "Indeed, Madame Naoki, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am, as I mentioned, a Ranger. I can track and hunt, have no difficulties with long treks, and I am skilled with the bow. I also have some understanding of wild flora, as well as small magics to aid in the hunt." She gave a light shrug. She disliked discussing herself and so did so with expediency more than false modesty. She was stating her skills. Demonstration of her mastery of them would come when put to her use. "Though I believe my professional skills are what you would require most, honesty requires me to add that I also have genteel talents as well. I can conduct myself with deportment and sing and play some instruments." It was at once both obvious and impossible to imagine the stoic Elf dressed and performing like a fine lady. Clearly, however, they were not skills she utilized often. "What sort of work you might use me for depends on what you require." she said with another light shrug. "If you can use one such as me I would be honored for it." The image of Madame Naoki within the orb continues to nod slowly as Indil speaks to her capabilities. The faint tracings of a smile play at the corners of her mouth. “You know, Ms. Elendrili, you make a good impression. I can’t quite articulate why, but you seem very capable. I like you, and will gladly accept your services. To start with, I have one task in mind that should make use of your skills as a Ranger, but after that, let’s reevaluate things and perhaps place you into another position; I’m in need of individuals who can fulfill leadership roles.” “To formalize your employment, I’m going to have to ask that you fill out some paperwork, and file for Isranian citizenship. All of the relevant documents should be in the cabinet to your right, if you’d be so kind as to retrieve one of each, along with some writing tools, I’ll guide you through filling them out. After those forms are completed, I’d like you to head up to the third floor, to the second door on the right. That is the office of my associate Takhana Veil ; she will guide you through the rest of the initiation process and give you your first assignment.” The Elf crooked her lips in a wry smile. It was not the first time she had been earmarked for a leadership role. "I'm pleased that my qualifications are to your satisfaction, Madame Naoki. You too, seem very capable and indeed I will be honored to have you as my employer." In Indil's estimation, the other woman's competence was obvious. Though she had initiated this meeting, Indil would not have accepted employment from someone she did not deem of good character. With that said, the Ranger rose from her seat and moved to the mentioned cabinet and pulled down the required documents. Writing in an elegantly slanted script, she filled out the forms as Madame Naoki directed. After finally signing her name as it was written in the Elven script, Indil set down her pen and looked over the paperwork. She was now to be a citizen of Isra, rather than...not. Her mark was freely given; so may it be done. She rose, her gaze meeting the other woman's once more. "Before I take my leave, Madame, I wish to thank you for this opportunity, " said the Elf, crossing her open palms across her breast and bowing low before the scrying orb's view. Upon rising, she cocked her head towards the orb. "Is there anything else you wish of me?" |
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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 15, 2016 19:39:56 GMT -8
“I am happy to provide it, and have your services. As I mentioned before, the first thing I would like to ask you to do is visit the office of Ms. Takhana, up on the third floor, second door on the right. She will outfit you with one of our communicative gemstones and whatever else you might need, give you your first task, and introduce you to your team members for that task. After you receive your gemstone, feel free to reach out to either myself or Ms. Takhana. Welcome to Isra, and welcome to The Midnight Sun, Ms. Elendrili.”
The image of Madame Naoki in the orb nods solemnly, smiling slightly. She cannot help but be pleased with the apparent quality of this latest acquisition.
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Ailla
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: Mid-Thirties
Physical Description: Fair-skinned with flaming hair and captivating green eyes. Tall for a woman, roughly 6 ft tall in boots. Her features are fine-boned and elegant, her figure curvaceous. She is, in short, a beautiful woman. She has a pleasant demeanor but her eyes belie her age and seem to gaze into one's very soul.
Clothes and Equipment: She keeps her hair back with a leather braid across her brow and frequently keeps the hood of her bleached linen cloak up about her face. Beneath the cloak she wears a dusky gown tightened about the waist by a tan bodice and her flowing skirts are split to allow her to ride horseback more easily. She bears no obvious weapons but for a staff and small dagger belted across her hips.
The rest of her gear, including her bed roll and medicinal herbs, are in her saddlebags. Her mount is a 4 year old gray Thoroughbred named Moira.
Player's online availability : Nights/Weekends EST
Registered: Apr 9, 2016 8:12:22 GMT -8
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Post by Ailla on Apr 15, 2016 19:58:59 GMT -8
As she made her way through the streets of the city towards the Midnight Sun, Ailla made sure to keep her hood close about her face. She was walking the fine line between actively hiding and merely declining to draw attention, but the flaming-haired woman had learned such nimble steps many years ago. It was common for men to assume that a beautiful woman only had one purpose in life, and of course it was one that needed no intellect or personal agency. But now night was drawing near and she wished to find lodging unhindered.
At last Moira's quiet steps led her to the inn she sought. Sliding gracefully from the saddle, Ailla collected several of her saddlebags and slid them over her shoulder before turning and looping the silver mare's reins to the post. Lastly she collected her bowstaff from it's strap alongside the mare's flank and strode towards the inn's door.
Once inside, she paused a moment to both let her eyes adjust to the interior and to find the person she sought. Though she had never stepped foot in this particular inn, Ailla knew the sort of person she needed from her countless evenings at other such establishments. 'Though to be fair,' she thought as she gazed about the room, 'I have never seen an inn such as this.' At last her gaze fell upon the far desk with the room keys hung against the back wall. Though several hooks were empty, the Druid spotted a few gleaming bits of metal.
She began to weave her way between table towards the back of the room. She would smile politely from beneath her hood to anyone who met her eye, but would not offer any conversation. Once through the serving floor, she paused, looking around for anyone who would be able to rent her room.
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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 15, 2016 20:14:35 GMT -8
“I am happy to provide it, and have your services. As I mentioned before, the first thing I would like to ask you to do is visit the office of Ms. Takhana, up on the third floor, second door on the right. She will outfit you with one of our communicative gemstones and whatever else you might need, give you your first task, and introduce you to your team members for that task. After you receive your gemstone, feel free to reach out to either myself or Ms. Takhana. Welcome to Isra, and welcome to The Midnight Sun, Ms. Elendrili.” The image of Madame Naoki in the orb nods solemnly, smiling slightly. She cannot help but be pleased with the apparent quality of this latest acquisition. Indil nodded and inclined her head respectfully. "Thank you again, Madame Naoki." She paused only the briefest of moments before adding, "May thy ways be green and golden." With that, she turned and left the room, striding purposefully through the door and towards the stairwell. She ran lightly up the steps, her tread making no sound, until she reached the top and slowed. Such was her agility and vigor that she was neither panting or of racing heart. As she had some time before, she began to count the doorways until she reached the appropriate one. Raising her fist, she rapped lightly on the door and waited for a 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 15, 2016 20:31:43 GMT -8
With Alden and the twins gone, Takhana had turned her attention to paperwork, her quill scratching across the paper before her and leaving a trail of magic-infused ink, so that she could see it. When that knock came on her door, she quickly tucked the quill into its inkwell and slid the papers into a drawer of her desk before calling out. "Come in." When the door opened, she was sitting with hands folded atop the desk, a small smile on her face below the blindfold that covered her vacant and scarred sockets.
"Hello. You must be Miss Elendrili. Madame Naoki informed me you were on your way up; I'm Takhana Veil, and I'll be your handler. I'll get to what, precisely, that entails in just a moment. Please, take a seat, and I'll get you all set up." While she waited for the ranger to do just that, the half-Drow turned in her chair and reached behind her, opening the door to a metal cabinet with an ease that belied her apparent blindness. From within this cabinet she produced a large glass bowl, full of various items of jewelry in a wide array of styles and sizes, all inset with a gem of some shape or color, in an equally wide variety. As she turned back around, this vessel was placed on the desk before Indil, and then Takhana folded her hands before her again.
"First of all, let me welcome you to the Midnight Sun family. This isn't just a job; we care about those we work with, and if you ever need anything, you have but to come to Mister Cresno, myself, or Madame Naoki, and we'll take care of you. Secondly, feel free to pick an item from that bowl; once you do, I'll explain its purpose, and then we can move on to the rest of this process." Her head remained turned so that she could 'look' directly at Indil, which most people found disconcerting, given her blindness. She suspected, however, given what Naoki had told her, that Indil wouldn't be quite so disturbed. The woman was very sturdily put together, in a mental and emotional capacity, given her employer's assessment.
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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 16, 2016 7:06:28 GMT -8
Indil paused only slightly on the door-sill as she took in Takhana Veil's appearance. She had obviously been in the middle of some task before the interruption, and Indil knew instantly that this was one of respectable power. That the woman was at least partial Drow only added to Indil's esteem. Therefore she again crossed her palms over her breast and bowed deeply to the grey-skinned woman. Though invisible to the unlearned eye, the Ranger had several small magics about her person, such as blessings for protection woven into her bracers and leathers and a slightly stronger geas on the blue-fletched arrows which would aid the Elf in making a cleaner kill. To those who could see such auras, they glowed softly in shades of muted blue.
Rising from her obeisance, Indil approached the offered chair and sat. "Well met, Ms. Veil. I thank you for your welcome." She looked down at the bowl set before her with a considering frown. With a delicate hand, she began to sift through the varied rings, necklaces, earrings, and other bits of jewelry. After a moment, her fingers closed around a small stud at the bottom the vessel. The Elf removed her hand, smiling slightly at the sapphire gem in her palm. Some things never failed. She looked up at Takhana Veil and met her 'gaze' squarely, holding out the delicate earring.
"Will this suffice?"
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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 16, 2016 12:30:30 GMT -8
Indil's deep bow was shocking to Takhana; most didn't like Drow all that much, even half-Drow, and especially not those who were clearly Elven themselves. Perhaps she could discern the Silver Elf lineage that composed her other half? Few could, but it was visible in just the right light, the faint silvery sparkle to her long white hair and grey-tinged skin. She was so taken aback by this unexpectedly respectful greeting that she didn't think to dip her head respectfully in return until Indil had sat in her chair. By then, the woman was already sifting through the baubles in the bowl. Giving herself a brisk mental shake, Takhana restored her usual pleasant demeanor easily.. albeit her oft mysterious smile was tinged with a more genuine warmth, now. Once Indil had selected her chosen trinket, Takhana nodded firmly.
"That's perfectly fine; in the end, the choice of accessory is yours. All we ask is that you keep it on you at all times." Unclasping her hands, she pointed to the item in question with a slender finger. "That's because this item will allow you to remain in contact with The Midnight Sun's telepathic communications network. As long as you're in physical contact with the gem, you'll be able to receive communications from anyone within the organization, and also send messages." Letting her hand fall back to her desk, she forged ahead; Indil couldn't very well send messages if she didn't know how, could she? "To send a message, you simply have to touch the gem and think of the person you want to contact. Admittedly, it's easier if you know what they look like, but not absolutely necessary. It's basically just thinking words in their direction once you've made contact, although you may find it easier at first if you speak the words aloud to transmit them."
Takhana took a moment to breathe and let what she'd said to Indil sink in as she took the bowl of enchanted items and turned in her chair, returning it to its spot within the metal cabinet, which was securely closed with a soft click. Turning back to face the Elven woman, Takhana folded her hands atop the desk again, idly rubbing the pad of her right thumb across the silver band - inscribed with Elvish runes - that encircled the base of her left thumb. "Now, before I continue, do you have any questions, concerns, or comments?"
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 16, 2016 15:44:42 GMT -8
The mention of family followed by the look on his face, combined with her knowledge of what happened, told Elizabeth exactly what the frown was for. She decided to go along with the subject change, after all, this was supposed to be a pleasant lunch.
"Yes it is quite pleasant, and convenient for that matter. And they don't object to having a plate-armored griffin out front either. Plus the food...speak of the devil."
The food arrived just as she was about to mention it, in a display of perfect timing.
"The food is excellent, best in the city. The service is pretty good too." The last remark was followed by a friendly wink to the waitress.
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 16, 2016 16:06:26 GMT -8
Thank the gods she hadn't tried to offer sympathy. Tristian was honestly getting tired of the pitying looks some people had given him. Mostly those few who'd managed to make it out of Medan - rather, Goraia, now - with their families mostly, if not entirely, intact. Still, her comment about her griffin made him smile slightly, and chuckle. "I get the feeling that living in Isra, these people see things a lot stranger than an armored griffin waiting patiently outside an inn."
He'd heard stories of Isra back home, although not many. Medan had been fairly secluded, after all, despite being such a great nation. Or, was. Shaking aside these thoughts, he looked up as the food arrived, and his stomach grumbled with eager anticipation. "If it tastes as good as it looks and smells, I'll be most pleased." Looking at the waitress, he flashed her a small but boyishly charming smile, and inclined his head in a nod. "Thank you." With that, he removed his gloves and tucked them behind his belt, then dug into the sandwich with gusto. His appetite showed his approval if nothing else did.
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Indil Elendrili
Established
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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 16, 2016 18:35:21 GMT -8
Indil rolled the stud between her fingers a moment before reaching up to her left ear and, after pulling out the lowest silver hoop, slipping the earring into her earlobe. Once it was secured, the Elf reached for her right ear and removed the chosen hoop's twin, slipping both into a pocket of her leather jacket. She would have to find a matching gem at a later date, but for now the one would do.
As she was putting away her earrings, she looked up to see Takhana resuming her seat. Unconsciously, Indil leaned forward and mirrored the other woman's posture, letting her hands rest, fingers entwined, on the desktop. "Just one, for the moment, and that is to clarify that these gems are ensorcelled for communication only?"
The Elf had experience with several types of magic in the past; she had known mages skilled in powers of the mind, and not all of them had had the best intentions. She paused as another question occurred to her. "Actually, I have another query- How many individuals are in Madame Naoki's employ? Although I am appreciative of her patronage, I would imagine that, given her expediency, many sorts of...personalities find their way into your ranks."
Indil put the question delicately, but Takhana would likely be able to discern an underlying tension.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 16, 2016 18:43:45 GMT -8
She dug in as well, devouring a quarter of her food in the disciplined, yet rapid manner that only soldiers have perfected. After taking a sip of water, she kept speaking.
"Well, armored griffin is likely the most common strange thing, the Dawn Riders aren't huge, and we seldom are in the city. In fact, I'm in command of the largest Dawn Rider contingent here, and that's only to rest and rearm after an extended patrol through the mountains. As flying cavalry, we became a rapid response force. Very little inside Isra's borders threaten her directly, but they can threaten small segments of the population, and we typically respond to those."
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The Starlight Dawn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 116
Physical Description: This account represents the non player characters and establishments of The Midnight Sun/Starlight Dawn, all of its subsidiaries, child companies and partner organizations.
Registered: Nov 10, 2015 5:08:38 GMT -8
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Post by The Starlight Dawn on Apr 16, 2016 18:49:08 GMT -8
Spotting an approaching guest, Cecil tables his book and looks upward in an attempt to get Ailla’s attention. He was still rather confused about Leona’s behavior earlier, but doesn’t let that cloud his abilities, as meager as they are. He greets his latest visitor with his standard grin: charming, yet polite.
“I am Cecil, Inkeeper. Would you like to book a room, ma’am? The rate is one Sun per night for a room, two Suns per night for a suite. I can do small sum currency exchange here, or you may choose to do your exchange over at the dedicated exchange counter.”
With a raised hand, he indicates the exchange counter out in the casino, where the clerk sits quietly, fiddling with her scale.
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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 16, 2016 19:10:36 GMT -8
Indil rolled the stud between her fingers a moment before reaching up to her left ear and, after pulling out the lowest silver hoop, slipping the earring into her earlobe. Once it was secured, the Elf reached for her right ear and removed the chosen hoop's twin, slipping both into a pocket of her leather jacket. She would have to find a matching gem at a later date, but for now the one would do. As she was putting away her earrings, she looked up to see Takhana resuming her seat. Unconsciously, Indil leaned forward and mirrored the other woman's posture, letting her hands rest, fingers entwined, on the desktop. "Just one, for the moment, and that is to clarify that these gems are ensorcelled for communication only?" The Elf had experience with several types of magic in the past; she had known mages skilled in powers of the mind, and not all of them had had the best intentions. She paused as another question occurred to her. "Actually, I have another query- How many individuals are in Madame Naoki's employ? Although I am appreciative of her patronage, I would imagine that, given her expediency, many sorts of...personalities find their way into your ranks." Indil put the question delicately, but Takhana would likely be able to discern an underlying tension.
That second question clearly took her by surprise, and Takhana's immediate reaction was a quiet laugh. "That's a question not even I can answer completely. There are a very large amount just here at the Midnight Sun, and that's not even counting the many, many more, directly and indirectly both, across multiple organizations and agencies." She pulled her hands apart and gestured absently, a twirling motion of the fingers of her right hand. "If what you're concerned about is being put on missions with people whose methods or principles may clash with yours, don't worry; we do our best to form our teams as cohesively as possible, and if you do end up on a team with someone you don't like, we'll be sure not to repeat the mistake in the future. On that note..."
She leaned back slightly in her chair and tilted her head. There was the impression of her considering Indil with a gaze that wasn't actually there, but she soon continued. "We've already got your first mission lined up. You'll be going into the mountains with one of our most skilled operatives, a Mister Alden, and two young ladies with special talents, by the name of Lorelei and Lucia. Your mission is to retrieve the gems we've discerned in this location, which are of great value to not just Madame Naoki, but our organization as a whole. It will be dangerous, but I'll wait to brief your entire team on the specifics of this danger, once Mister Alden and the twins return from gathering the things they need for the trip."
The mention of gathering necessary items seemed to make her remember something, and she snapped indicatively, then gestured toward Indil. "Ah, sorry, I almost forgot. Speaking of supplies, is there anything that you require for such a mission? It will be a trek of quite a few days, and you'll be going underground, so feel free to acquire any food you may need from the kitchens; if there's anything else, just let me know what it is, and I'll send someone to retrieve it for you immediately. We need you to set out as soon as possible, so expediency is of the utmost importance." |
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Ailla
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: Mid-Thirties
Physical Description: Fair-skinned with flaming hair and captivating green eyes. Tall for a woman, roughly 6 ft tall in boots. Her features are fine-boned and elegant, her figure curvaceous. She is, in short, a beautiful woman. She has a pleasant demeanor but her eyes belie her age and seem to gaze into one's very soul.
Clothes and Equipment: She keeps her hair back with a leather braid across her brow and frequently keeps the hood of her bleached linen cloak up about her face. Beneath the cloak she wears a dusky gown tightened about the waist by a tan bodice and her flowing skirts are split to allow her to ride horseback more easily. She bears no obvious weapons but for a staff and small dagger belted across her hips.
The rest of her gear, including her bed roll and medicinal herbs, are in her saddlebags. Her mount is a 4 year old gray Thoroughbred named Moira.
Player's online availability : Nights/Weekends EST
Registered: Apr 9, 2016 8:12:22 GMT -8
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Post by Ailla on Apr 16, 2016 19:20:25 GMT -8
Ailla met Cecil's polite smile with a warm one of her own.
"Hello Cecil, I am Ailla." she said, pronouncing it Ale-ya. Her emerald gaze followed his gesture to the exchange desk before flicking to his face, her lips a moue of contemplation.
"I would indeed like a room, but, I think I will need a moment with the exchange clerk first. If you would please excuse me...?" She asked, delicate copper eyebrows raised in inquiry. At his response Ailla would move over to the exchange counter, her cream-colored cloak billowing slightly with the air of her step. She would greet the other woman politely before pulling out her coin purse and conducting her business.
A few moments later Ailla would return to Cecil with a handful of Midnight Sun tokens. She placed these on the counter in two neat stacks of seven Suns. "I would like to rent a suite for seven days, please. I also have a horse I would like to house as well."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 16, 2016 19:24:31 GMT -8
She dug in as well, devouring a quarter of her food in the disciplined, yet rapid manner that only soldiers have perfected. After taking a sip of water, she kept speaking. "Well, armored griffin is likely the most common strange thing, the Dawn Riders aren't huge, and we seldom are in the city. In fact, I'm in command of the largest Dawn Rider contingent here, and that's only to rest and rearm after an extended patrol through the mountains. As flying cavalry, we became a rapid response force. Very little inside Isra's borders threaten her directly, but they can threaten small segments of the population, and we typically respond to those." |
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The Starlight Dawn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 116
Physical Description: This account represents the non player characters and establishments of The Midnight Sun/Starlight Dawn, all of its subsidiaries, child companies and partner organizations.
Registered: Nov 10, 2015 5:08:38 GMT -8
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Post by The Starlight Dawn on Apr 16, 2016 21:20:31 GMT -8
Ailla met Cecil's polite smile with a warm one of her own. "Hello Cecil, I am Ailla. " she said, pronouncing it Ale-ya. Her emerald gaze followed his gesture to the exchange desk before flicking to his face, her lips a moue of contemplation. "I would indeed like a room, but, I think I will need a moment with the exchange clerk first. If you would please excuse me...?" She asked, delicate copper eyebrows raised in inquiry. At his response Ailla would move over to the exchange counter, her cream-colored cloak billowing slightly with the air of her step. She would greet the other woman politely before pulling out her coin purse and conducting her business. A few moments later Ailla would return to Cecil with a handful of Midnight Sun tokens. She placed these on the counter in two neat stacks of seven Suns. "I would like to rent a suite for seven days, please. I also have a horse I would like to house as well." “Of course, of course…” Cecil consults his ledger for a moment before turning to the rack of keys behind him and selecting the one in the top and rightmost corner. He places it on the desk next to the double stacks of coins, before sweeping them off neatly into his other hand, and then away below the desk. He makes a notation in his ledger, marking the room as occupied and prepaid until the date one week in advance. Then, he smiles, pleased. It’s always nice when the customer knows what they’re doing. He returns his gaze upward to the woman before him, gesturing down one of the hallways branching off to either side of his desk. “Room one, Ms; down the hall, last one on the left. If you have any questions, issues, or requests about the room, you know where to find me." He stops speaking for a moment, before remembering her other request. "Oh! Your horse. Lodgings for mounts are provided complimentary with a room; he's welcome to stay as long as you do. There are stables around the right side of the building. You may walk them around yourself, or if you'd prefer, I could send someone out to move him over, if you give me a description of them." |
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