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 18, 2016 10:07:20 GMT -8
Ah, good. On to business! The question was an expected one, and Tristian had a ready answer. "I have been educated in the ways of politics and diplomacy since I was quite young. I think I would serve best in a capacity related to this - perhaps in a mediator position, or ambassadorial, or what have you. I'm only moderately familiar with how Isra is run, but I'm a quick study, and if it's anything like Medan was, there's always an opportunity for someone with my skill set to be helpful."
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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 18, 2016 15:22:23 GMT -8
Hearing his response, Naoki reseats herself. “Fair enough, then. That about concludes our business, I think. I’ll have an employee approach you later tonight once the map is finished, with the map, a pouch of gems, and the communicative and scrying equipment you’ll need. Until then, feel free to hang around the area, and once you’ve received the equipment, feel free to depart whenever. Good to have your services, Mr. Whir.” Madame Naoki nods through the orb in respect and presumably farewell to Whir. "Just Whir, madam, no need for the mister." Whir smiles at Naoki as he nods in return. "And I thank you for your patronage." After bidding Naoki farewell in their odd nodding dance, Whir heads back downstairs to the bar to wait for the map and gems to be delivered. "Another Heartbreak, Kevin my friend -- it looks like I'll be heading out soon and for a long while." |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 18:40:06 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2016 19:21:06 GMT -8
The glimmer in her eye was a sure sign she might cry. But she didn't, continuing to smile in absolute gratitude to the lengths of hospitality this woman was trying to go though for her.
"Arigato... he is a leopard. His fur is white like snow. He's very calm if you just mind his tail... It would do my heart good if you could do that for us, and we will be so grateful. I would feel terrible if I tried to rejuvenate myself and my friend was left outside and ill cared for." Her head would dip low in a form of bow once again. "I may not have much, but I hope it will be enough at least for one night. Just one night of proper rest," she murmurs, easing her eyes shut. It becomes increasingly apparent how worn down the young woman was - seems she was nearly nodding out on her feet. But a moment later her eyes come into view again - at least she wasn't falling over just yet.
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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 19, 2016 5:24:05 GMT -8
The readied answer was already a good indication of his aptitude in the area of diplomacy. She had only known him a short while, but had no doubt that she would not want to try opposing him at a negotiation. "That is good. Isra could use more diplomats, especially given the rapid rise of Goraia." That, and having a Medanian nobleman, possibly the only one left, would be certain to throw the Goraians off. "Hold on one second." She placed he hand on the small purple gem embedded in her breast plate. " Empress Naoki ? I am here with Lord Seryl, is one of the orb rooms open?" |
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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 19, 2016 11:48:32 GMT -8
Mention of Goraia drew a small grimace of distaste to his features, but Tristian said nothing. He simply nodded when she asked for a moment. "Of course. Take your time. I'm not going anywhere." Not that he had anywhere to go. Offering a small smile, Tristian glanced away while she communicated, and unclasped his hands, reaching out to grab his cup of water and sip at it while he waited.
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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 19, 2016 17:56:34 GMT -8
The readied answer was already a good indication of his aptitude in the area of diplomacy. She had only known him a short while, but had no doubt that she would not want to try opposing him at a negotiation. "That is good. Isra could use more diplomats, especially given the rapid rise of Goraia." That, and having a Medanian nobleman, possibly the only one left, would be certain to throw the Goraians off. "Hold on one second." She placed he hand on the small purple gem embedded in her breast plate. " Empress Naoki ? I am here with Lord Seryl, is one of the orb rooms open?" The response is as swift as it is silent, “Yes, the second orb room is open. I presume you’ve made contact with Lord Seryl, and am bringing him to speak with me?” |
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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 19, 2016 21:11:52 GMT -8
The glimmer in her eye was a sure sign she might cry. But she didn't, continuing to smile in absolute gratitude to the lengths of hospitality this woman was trying to go though for her. "Arigato... he is a leopard. His fur is white like snow. He's very calm if you just mind his tail... It would do my heart good if you could do that for us, and we will be so grateful. I would feel terrible if I tried to rejuvenate myself and my friend was left outside and ill cared for." Her head would dip low in a form of bow once again. "I may not have much, but I hope it will be enough at least for one night. Just one night of proper rest," she murmurs, easing her eyes shut. It becomes increasingly apparent how worn down the young woman was - seems she was nearly nodding out on her feet. But a moment later her eyes come into view again - at least she wasn't falling over just yet. The hostess nods. A leopard. What’s a leopard? Sounds exotic. Regardless, it isn’t the hostess’ problem. The gemstone on her bracelet glimmers for a few seconds as she relates instructions to Cecil, who in turn would relate them to the stable-hands. The stable-hands would shortly see it done, escorting the leopard into one of the stable’s box stalls, and through process of trial and error, finding him something to eat. After the message is sent, the hostess steps down from her booth, and beckons to Ms. Shun. “Let me put you up in one of the quiet booths on the second floor.” If Ms. Shun would follow, the hostess would lead her through the crowds to the staircase in the rear, up the stairs, and to a relatively quiet balcony overlooking the casino. After giving Ms. Sun a small smile and pointing out the menu, the hostess returns to her reception booth on the first floor. Presently, another individual approaches the table: a waiter. Dressed in a well cut suit, but otherwise essentially nondescript, he stands by to take @gentlesnow ’s order. |
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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 20, 2016 4:01:31 GMT -8
When the twins entered, followed swiftly by Indil and Alden, a wide smile creased the half-Drow's face. "Ah, excellent. That makes everyone. If you would please, close the door." Once the door was closed, the soundproofing ward on the wood flashed, activating those in the rest of the room. They were now absolutely secure. "Allow me to introduce everyone: Indil, these are your teammates, Mister Alden, and Miss Lorelei and Miss Lucia. Girls, Alden, this is Miss Indil Elendrili, your new teammate. Miss Elendrili, the items you requested should be arriving shortly, but for now, I'll cut to the chase."
Folding her hands atop the desk, she fixed the quartet - excluding puppets and bird - with a very serious expression. Impressive, given her lack of eyes or the visible gestures of eyebrows. "Alden is our longest-running and most seasoned operative, so he will of course be team leader. He possesses the map that will lead you to your destination, and the description of what you'll all be looking for. What he doesn't have is the information I'm about to give you, pertaining to the exact location of the items you seek, and the dangers you'll face in their acquisition.
"Due to the scrying efforts of myself and Mister Cresno, we've discerned a large collection of loose gemstones deep within the heart of the Blackfog Mountains. These are extremely valuable to The Midnight Sun, given Mister Cresno's abilities, and so you are being dispatched to retrieve them. The problem is, from what we've gathered, the gems are being guarded by some sort of monster. There are no exact reports as to what, precisely, this creature is, but we have a relative idea of the location of its lair - that's where the hoard appears to be. The only information we have is that there's been a sudden drop in the wildlife population in the area, and a number of people have disappeared in the woods."
Leaning back in her chair, Takhana gave them all a confident smile. "We trust in you all to see this done swiftly and properly. With that information in hand, is there anything that you require before departing?" The question was aimed at all four of them, but specifically at Indil, who had requested the full story before making any further requests. At that moment, there came a knock on the door, and Takhana 'saw' that it was the person she'd gotten to retrieve what Indil had already requested. "Ah, that would be the items Miss Elendrili requested. Open!" The door was opened by the porter, and a bundle of waterproof cloak, large empty pack, and comprehensive healer's kit was offered to the Elven woman. (OOC: Sorry for the delay.)) Upon entering the office, Indil would have returned Alden's greeting with a polite nod, and given an affirmative nod towards the twins. Now that there was a duty to perform, her sharp features had assumed their professional mask, and her dark gaze swept over the twins without displaying her surprise at their appearance. Since all other indications were that Madame Naoki and her employees would not risk innocent lives, there must be more to these twins than met the eyes. She glanced at Alden and found him to be far more like what she was expecting, approving of his competent appearance. When Takhana began speaking, the Elf returned her attention to her. After Takhana posed her question, Indil thought a moment before waiting for anyone else to speak. In the silence, she would have given a light shrug and said " I can't think of anything additional, then. We know there will be a guard to dispose of but not what sort and we know that the gems should be loose. That generally answers my earlier thoughts." Indil considered the signs Takhana had given of the monster's presence. Many things preyed on people and wildlife, and she wondered if it was something she had hunted before. At the knock, Indil would have turned an accepted the package with an inclined head to both the porter and then Takhana. |
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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 20, 2016 6:39:07 GMT -8
The readied answer was already a good indication of his aptitude in the area of diplomacy. She had only known him a short while, but had no doubt that she would not want to try opposing him at a negotiation. "That is good. Isra could use more diplomats, especially given the rapid rise of Goraia." That, and having a Medanian nobleman, possibly the only one left, would be certain to throw the Goraians off. "Hold on one second." She placed he hand on the small purple gem embedded in her breast plate. " Empress Naoki ? I am here with Lord Seryl, is one of the orb rooms open?" The response is as swift as it is silent, “Yes, the second orb room is open. I presume you’ve made contact with Lord Seryl, and am bringing him to speak with me?”"As usual ma'am, you are correct. I shall head to the second orb room with Lord Seryl." She began to get up, tossing a few Suns down on the table to cover both of their meals. "Lord Seryl, if you will follow me please, Madame Naoki awaits us." |
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Apr 20, 2016 9:33:25 GMT -8
"No I require nothing Takhana."
Alden answers Takhana's question and then turns to the rest of his team. He found it odd they were sending the twins along. He knew the little girls could be a terror, but he still didn't approve of sending children into danger. The elf Indil he didn't know. She looked like she used a bow which could be useful. Apparently he was in charge which was a knew one for him. He was used to working alone, or to taking orders. Well new experiences could be fun he supposed.
"If you two have everything you need, let's go. Sooner we are on our way, sooner we are done."
With that he heads out the door.
<Exit to the Open Road.>
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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 20, 2016 9:59:51 GMT -8
Takhana waved a farewell to the quartet, bird, and puppets, requesting they close their door on the way out. Then she got back to her paperwork.
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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 20, 2016 10:02:02 GMT -8
"As usual ma'am, you are correct. I shall head to the second orb room with Lord Seryl." She began to get up, tossing a few Suns down on the table to cover both of their meals. "Lord Seryl, if you will follow me please, Madame Naoki awaits us." |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 24, 2024 18:40:06 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2016 12:04:59 GMT -8
The young woman didn't think she could ever express her gratitude enough for what the hostess had done. She followed along wordlessly through the establishment and up the stairs to a much quieter table overlooking the place. It did her soul some good from the peace that fell over the area - most of the mild distress being left below in the noise and chatter.
She was directed towards the menu and glanced over it with a half lidded stare... that soon shifted to a wider one of surprise and concern. The items listed sounded wonderful... but the currency listed per cost made her a touch worried. Suns and moons? When the waiter approached her table to take her order she began to feel a bit embarrassed, and more so for having to ask. She manages to bring her attention up to the man. "... forgive me. But I do not understand this..." For lack of a better explanation, she points out the listed currency beside the menu items, feeling a bit of color rush into her face.
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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 20, 2016 13:22:46 GMT -8
"Thank you Lord Seryl." She quickly departed the area they had been eating in, and in less than a minute they were in a quieter part of the Midnight Sun, facing a dark wooden door. She didn't bother knocking, if Madame Naoki said it was free, then no one should be in there. Once Lord Seryl was in the room, she would announce him. " Empress Naoki, Lord Seryl and I are in the orb room. Lord Seryl, may I present to Madame Naoki, Treasurer of Isra and Head of the Midnight Sun House." |
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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 20, 2016 13:49:47 GMT -8
Tristian followed the Lieutenant to and then inside the room, closing the doors behind him. An inquisitive glance around revealed no one present, only a large, spherical crystal. Interesting. He fixed his gaze on this orb, assuming this was where he would get a glimpse of the infamous Madame Naoki. When he was addressed, he dipped into a low bow, right hand folded over his abdomen. When he straightened, he clasped his hands behind him, and nodded once, firmly. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Madame Naoki."
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Ringleader Rusmanov
Established
Roleplay posts: 32
Physical Description: Rusmanov is a tall and skinny man with a nearly permanent smile on his face.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a selection of brightly colored suits and hats. Grey is not an option when it comes to his wardrobe. He carries a rather large enchanted megaphone that amplifies his voice to several times its original volume. He also carries a bullwhip.
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 19:55:09 GMT -8
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Post by Ringleader Rusmanov on Apr 20, 2016 16:47:24 GMT -8
A young woman in a sparkly leotard steps through the door, holding a collection of flyers. Smiling broadly, she begins walking about and handing people flyers to a circus.
"Care to see, sir? It's tonight!"
"Ever seen a circus, ma'am? It's a show like no other!"
"I can't wait to see all of you at the show! I'm a contortionist."
This goes on for quite some time, as the contortionist flits about the crowd. She's very sociable, and has lots of flyers.
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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 21, 2016 1:05:06 GMT -8
The young woman didn't think she could ever express her gratitude enough for what the hostess had done. She followed along wordlessly through the establishment and up the stairs to a much quieter table overlooking the place. It did her soul some good from the peace that fell over the area - most of the mild distress being left below in the noise and chatter.
She was directed towards the menu and glanced over it with a half lidded stare... that soon shifted to a wider one of surprise and concern. The items listed sounded wonderful... but the currency listed per cost made her a touch worried. Suns and moons? When the waiter approached her table to take her order she began to feel a bit embarrassed, and more so for having to ask. She manages to bring her attention up to the man. "... forgive me. But I do not understand this..." For lack of a better explanation, she points out the listed currency beside the menu items, feeling a bit of color rush into her face. The waiter approaches, and peers over Ms. Shun’s shoulder to see what she’s referring to on the menu. When he sees, he nods slowly. Foreigners and travelers don’t often know of the in-house currency. He takes a step back, and begins to explain, “Ah, yes. Here in The Midnight Sun, we use a unique currency called Midnight Sun Tokens, specific to this and our affiliated establishments. We serve customers from around the world, and the gold coin isn’t a viable currency due to local variances and inaccuracies in the minting process. By converting gold to the common medium of Tokens based on weight, we can ensure that all business is conducted fairly, and all travelers pay the same price for the same meal. There’s an exchange counter downstairs dedicated to accurate appraisal and conversion of foreign goods, and they’ll accept just about anything and give you an appropriate amount of Tokens for it, but we of the wait staff have been trained how to assess and exchange common currencies of the world. If you’d like to show me what you intend to pay with, I would be happy to assist.” |
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Registered: Nov 24, 2024 18:40:06 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2016 12:57:52 GMT -8
The fact the man wasn't laughing at her made her relax a bit - and it was a little troublesome to hear the explanation, though it did make sense. Considering how much traffic runs through this Isra, it was no surprise, really. Any number of currencies could come through, couldn't they?
But now, how much were her last few coins worth? She hoped it could feed and shelter her and Hanta for a day... maybe two. And how long until she could speak with "Madame Naoki" about work? She had to stop and take a deep breath, and calm down. One step at a time. Panicking over the financial situation now wasn't going to solve anything. She manages to turn a sheepish smile to the waiter before tucking her hand into the pouch at her waist. From inside she pulls out 8 gold coins and stacks them neatly. Another trip into the pocket produces 7 gold bars about as wide as the coins and certainly a bit longer, solid in their make - which she lines up side by side on the table for the man to see.
Now was the waiting part. She just hoped their held worth here.
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Registered: Nov 24, 2024 18:40:07 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 10:17:20 GMT -8
Drude returned from the caves, sticking to the shadows and resuming his post in the corner. He mentally contacted Madame Naoki.
The journey to the caverns is complete. Takhana has dismissed me whilst she returns the people to Isra.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
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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 22, 2016 13:46:57 GMT -8
Tristian followed the Lieutenant to and then inside the room, closing the doors behind him. An inquisitive glance around revealed no one present, only a large, spherical crystal. Interesting. He fixed his gaze on this orb, assuming this was where he would get a glimpse of the infamous Madame Naoki. When he was addressed, he dipped into a low bow, right hand folded over his abdomen. When he straightened, he clasped his hands behind him, and nodded once, firmly. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Madame Naoki." As with the previous instances, it takes a moment, and there is some minor distortion, but isn’t long before the angular visage of Madame Naoki makes itself present in the misty depths of the orb. She takes a moment to glance around and identify the individuals gathered around the orb, before breaking into a wide smile and, having already been introduced, greeting her latest visitors. “Ah-hah, Lieutenant Finch, and Lord Seryl, I presume. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lord Seryl. I’ll spare you the standard pleasantries, but you have my condolences. If there’s anything I can do, let me know. With that said, and if it’s quite alright with you, let’s get right to business. I hear you’d like to offer your services to the Isranian government...” She trails off, assuming that Tristan will confirm and elaborate. |
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