Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196 
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on May 13, 2016 21:24:57 GMT -8
"An appointment?" That was all she managed to get out before Zaræn was kissing her again. Not that she was complaining. Kissing him was her favorite thing to do with her lover. ..Well, okay, second favorite. She groaned as he slid out of bed, then followed suit, going into the bathroom for a quick shower. Once she was clean and dressed, her hair twisted back into a braid, she descended to the kitchen and began to whip up breakfast for them, making crepes since they were fast and easy. Rather than eat at the table, she leaned against the island as she took a bite of a strawberry, chocolate, and cream-filled crepe, eyeing him curiously.
"What is this 'appointment' you mentioned?" She was positively dying of curiosity. She loved it when Zaræn surprised her, but waiting to find out what the surprise was always drove her insane. She had never been particularly patient.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234 
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on May 13, 2016 21:42:55 GMT -8
Unfortunately for his amour, Zaræn absolutely loved watching her squirm. There was something rather enticing about how she tried to subtly (and not so subtly) get surprises out of him. There had of course been quite a few surprises in their time together. Zaræn was an impulsive and eccentric man and enjoyed spontaneous events. As such he had become rather good at answer questions with questions. Sometimes the questions provided hints, other times they were red herrings. Grinning at her he says with a teasing lilt.
"I said we had to be at it soon. Now out of curiosity do you have a bathing suit?"
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on May 13, 2016 21:51:13 GMT -8
..A bathing suit? Morrigan narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Was he taking her somewhere that involved swimming..? Even though she'd relocated to an island nation, she hadn't been to the beach yet, and there were none to be had in Tir na nOg.. unless one counted the occasional lake big enough to swim in. Honestly, the thought of the ocean - so much wide open water, with no land in sight - both frightened and fascinated her. She said none of this, however, and simply arched a brow at him.
"Yes, I do. And I know you said we had to be there soon, but what's it about? Where are we going? What do you have planned? You're such a terrible tease, Zaræn." Her lips formed into an adorable pout, even as her eyes sparkled with mirth. Much as he drove her crazy when he did things like this, she loved his playful side. It was such fun.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on May 14, 2016 9:01:07 GMT -8
"Well I suppose that since we will be there soon enough..."
Zaræn voice takes on a seductive purr as he moves close to her. His arm wraps around Morrigan's waist and he pulls her close to his body. He then whispers into her ear.
"That I can tell you..."
He kisses the side of her neck and then suddenly pulls away laughing.
"To have patience amour!"
Just as he says that a knock comes at the door.
"Oh that should be our ride. Why don't you answer it?"
He grins at her and waits for her to open the door.
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on May 14, 2016 9:45:23 GMT -8
Morrigan breathed a moan as he pulled her into his body and kissed her neck.. only to look a mixture of scandalized and reprimanding when he drew away from her, laughing! Naughty man. She playfully stuck her tongue out at him and then stuffed the remainder of her crepe into her mouth, before her gaze fled in the direction of the foyer. Someone at the door? Their ride? Hmmm. Saying nothing, she simply finished chewing and swallowed as she made her way to the door, unlocking it and pulling it open so she could see who was there. What was he planning? It was eating at her!
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on May 14, 2016 10:04:48 GMT -8
On the other side of the door is a man with a face like a hatchet, but his eyes are familar. The man on the other side of the door has an odd resemblance to Zaræn and it wouldn't take much work to guess who he is. Gregor Viddik Commandant of the Anti-Magic task force and Zaræn's brother. The old man let's out a puff of smoke and the lizard on his shoulder chitters for a moment. He levels a steely glare are the fae woman. His voice is a low growl as he speaks.
"So you are the fae that ensorceled my brother."
If Morrigan was observant she might spot the slightest upward quirk of his lips. The closest the old man comes to a smile.
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on May 14, 2016 10:13:04 GMT -8
Morrigan's eyes widened. She liked to think she was quite perceptive, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that this man was related to Zaræn. So, this must be the infamous brother. Inclining her head to him in a respectful nod, her lips twisted into a small smile at the sight of his own amusement, as minor as the outward signs may have been, which took the sting out of his words. He may be gruff and rough-looking, but she wouldn't hold that against him.
"So it would appear, although to be fair, if I ensorcelled him, he must've done something to ensnare me as well. You must be the infamous brother I've heard so much about. It's a pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Viddik, although it's also very much a surprise. Zaræn failed to mention that this would be happening." Her words took on a wry tone at that last sentence, but she was clearly amused, judging by the yellow twisting through her hair.. and the rich violet which accompanied it. She was extremely fond of Zaræn, that much was obvious. Stepping back, she held the door open for him in an almost uncertain manner. "Would you like to come in? Or should I be attempting to hustle Zaræn out the door instead?"
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on May 14, 2016 10:21:47 GMT -8
"I didn't tell you he was coming, because I did not know!"
Zaræn comes up behind her. Somehow in the brief five minutes Morrigan was talking to Gregor he had managed to pack a bag. Grinning at his brother he gives the older man a hug. Releasing it after a moment Zaræn says with a laugh.
"You old son of a bitch what are you doing here? I just asked for a teleport you didn't have to come yourself!"
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on May 14, 2016 10:29:00 GMT -8
Gregor accepts the hug a little stiffly at first, but eventually he returns it. When his brother releases him the old man puffs on his cigar and says with something that might have been amusement.
"Well after the last time you visited I thought for sure that nothing would come of it. My little brother actually settling down, I scoffed! Then when you come to me and ask for transportation to Cascade, with the met up being here. The house of the same woman you came whining about six months ago, I figured it was time I finally meet her."
He inclines his head at Morrigan. He then motions to a large circle he drew in chalk on her front walkway.
"Well Let's get you two moving."
Gregor would let Zaræn pass, but halt Morrigan and whisper to her.
"Two things. One thank you for giving my irresponsible waste of space of a brother a chance. Two if this turns out to be some kind of fae shenanigan on your part, I will hunt you down and skin you with a dull iron knife."
He would then usher her into the teleportation circle, giving her just enough time to retort. Once they are within in energize's it and the two are off on their way.
<Zaræn and Morrigan exit to Citadelle Cascade.>
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Morrigan da Silverlain
Dedicated
It's only forever.. not long at all.
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: Around six centuries.
Physical Description: At a slender and willowy 5'9", Morrigan is a creature of beauty. Her arms and fingers seem to be slightly too long for her body, but this is something easily dismissed in the face of her personality. She has slightly pointed ears and delicate, aristocratic features, and wide, expressive eyes that constantly variate between different shades of violet. Perhaps most notable about Morrigan is her hair: It's long and slightly curling, a rich mahogany in color, and whether or not it's bound or falling freely, the highlights within it change color according to her emotions. Anyone able to sense magic would see that she has a glamour covering her face, although seeing past it would be extremely difficult.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Morrigan can be seen wearing finely-made dresses of various materials and colors, as the woman seems to love all hues and fabrics. The only pieces of jewelry she wears are a silver ring in the shape of a calla lily on her left index finger, an engagement ring with a rainbow of gemstones on the same hand's ring finger, and a rose gold pendant in the shape of a rose around her neck.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 3, 2016 17:42:39 GMT -8
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Post by Morrigan da Silverlain on May 14, 2016 10:37:47 GMT -8
Her eyes turned toward Zaræn as he appeared, and the smile that appeared on Morrigan's face was absolutely smitten. Could there be any doubt about the truth of her feelings for this man? Apparently so, given that after he passed and she made to follow, Gregor stopped her. She looked up at him curiously, smiling at the thanks.. before gaping at the threat. Skin her with an iron knife, and a dull one at that? She was stunned, but when red spun briefly through her hair, she gave him a flat look as she spoke quietly, not wanting Zaræn to hear what she had to say; if Gregor knew anything about the Fae, he'd know that she was incapable of lying, even if she wanted to.
"Zaræn means everything to me. I would never hurt him." Stepping into the teleportation circle, she took Zaræn's arm with a cheery smile as she forced the red out of her hair, replacing it with yellow and violet.
<Exit to the Citadelle Cascade>
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