Scar Harvestman
Established
Slowly Heading North
Roleplay posts: 11 
Physical Description: Eight 80 Meter long thin legs, a 60 meter long tail with a blade on the end, 6 Eyes of varying sizes, covered in hard chitin on the bottom of body with many eggs stuck to its underside. Parts of its body are Bio-Luminescent, giving off a blue glow in the night.
Registered: Aug 23, 2016 17:35:14 GMT -8
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Post by Scar Harvestman on Aug 30, 2016 14:38:15 GMT -8
From two directions the Harvestman was assaulted, Jun's fiery serpent from one and the Kami from another. The spider let out a horrible scream as it's legs crumbled and it was blasted apart. "WWWRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" The spider's fire attack that it was charging spews from it's mouth, the death throes of the creature as it's live began to extinguish. The fire ignited the oily residue on the spider's webbing, spreading fire across the field and roasting itself while it's down, the many eggs on the spider's butt burst from the contents boiling alive. It writhed in agony before it's body exploded, parts of it's body flying across the plains. Since the Spider was stopped before it reached the farmlands, the fire would only burn the battlefield which was mostly open land. The spider's glowing body faded as the new light of the fire consumed it. BOSS DEFEATED!
Scar Harvestman: Deceased! < Zagarus > Part of the Harvestman's body was launched strategically toward the forest, while this piece wasn't any more noticeable than any other part, it was much more important. If Zagarus had been following the creature still, the chunk of chitin would land nearby, breaking through the tree branches of the forest. Upon investigation, one would find that shielded within the Chitin was an embryonic sac, pulsing and throbbing. Though the Harvestman was dead, it left behind a legacy, inside the sac was a new creature that was kept inside, an emergency heir to succeed it's titanic mother. Now without the giant spider sheltering the sac, the creature inside was vulnerable to the elements and wildlife. If it was not found, it would eventually be eaten by animals. |
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Aozora
Dedicated
Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Aug 30, 2016 18:40:48 GMT -8
With the beast defeated, the Ao Outriders could finally rest, they'd wave at those who came to help and approach them. "Nice job, you guys made short work of that monster. What in the blazes was that thing that hit it though? I've never seen anything like it!"
"The closest thing I ever saw was in Goraia, but that was different. Boy am I beat. We've been riding non-stop from the south."
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Aug 30, 2016 19:29:20 GMT -8
Jun and Blackbean had cleared the area just in time to avoid the blast. When she made another pass, she noticed the outlanders. She flew down and landed with a flutter right next to the riders.
"Oh, hey! Glad we could put on a good show." She waved genially. "As for that... well, that's Isra's ultimate defensive weapon, the Kami." She looked back to bear witness to the smoldering ruins of the creature, with not a little bit of pride. "I can't tell you much more. State secrets and what not. My name is Jun. I'm a Sun Marshall who helps protect Isra. Who are you guys?" She spoke with a peppy tone. For some reason she was in a very good mood, probably because she hadn't done anything heroic in a while.
As she addressed the travelers she pulled out a piece of beef jerky from her pouch and placed it in Blackbean's maw. She lovingly stroked his feathers for a job well done.
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Aozora
Dedicated
Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Aug 30, 2016 21:00:54 GMT -8
"Right, understandable." One of them nods when the Sun Marshal mentions about not revealing secrets. "It was impressive to say the least."
"We're Ao troops, from the Army of Aozora. We're not very big yet, so I wouldn't expect our name to be well known, except among refugee camps."
"Yeah, we're the guys reclaiming land lost in the Cataclysm! Our leader used to be some regional lord from Katashima."
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Aug 31, 2016 10:17:14 GMT -8
"Oh. So you're made up of refugees." Jun's face became inquisitive, and her demeanor more solemn. "Do you have many refugees from Aaedan and the former Medan?"
Regardless of the Aozoran's answer, Jun would add "Well, if your government stands for justice and protecting the innocent and you ever need some firepower, feel free to ask for me. I mostly specialize in elemental combat. I'm also a decent cook." Jun winked.
With that said she gave Blackbean a light tap with her heel. Blackbean spread out its wings yet again and the pair would take off, assuming the Aozorans had nothing to add.
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Aozora
Dedicated
Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Aug 31, 2016 11:15:58 GMT -8
"Yea! I'm Medanese actually! These guys just started coming around recruiting able men and saying they'll help make a new home for us all."
"Oh yeah, I remembering Lord Nishida went to Aaedan to fight the undead, he came back later with Aaedanian refugees and soldiers."
"Yeah, cya miss." They waved as she left. Their next move would be to meet back up with the other 2 outriders and report back to Shintaro.
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43 
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Sept 7, 2016 16:21:52 GMT -8
Part of the Harvestman's body was launched strategically toward the forest, while this piece wasn't any more noticeable than any other part, it was much more important. If Zagarus had been following the creature still, the chunk of chitin would land nearby, breaking through the tree branches of the forest. Upon investigation, one would find that shielded within the Chitin was an embryonic sac, pulsing and throbbing. Though the Harvestman was dead, it left behind a legacy, inside the sac was a new creature that was kept inside, an emergency heir to succeed it's titanic mother. Now without the giant spider sheltering the sac, the creature inside was vulnerable to the elements and wildlife. If it was not found, it would eventually be eaten by animals. Zagarus noticed what seemed to be a chitinous mass crashing through the canopy of the woods he was in, only to land somewhere nearby. Noting the massive creature as a lost cause, the man meant to head north, staying within the woods to allow the others to finish it off. However, he went to investigate what had been apparently launched from its mothership of a monster in its dying throes... what looked like an egg. Extending his right arm and stretching out his hand before the throbbing embryo, tendrils of black smoke would begin to extend from his palm. Unless interrupted, it would encompass the mass, and as the smoke dissipated, it would seem to vanish. If successful, he'd continue on northward. |
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Scar Harvestman
Established
Slowly Heading North
Roleplay posts: 11
Physical Description: Eight 80 Meter long thin legs, a 60 meter long tail with a blade on the end, 6 Eyes of varying sizes, covered in hard chitin on the bottom of body with many eggs stuck to its underside. Parts of its body are Bio-Luminescent, giving off a blue glow in the night.
Registered: Aug 23, 2016 17:35:14 GMT -8
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Post by Scar Harvestman on Sept 7, 2016 16:41:41 GMT -8
If successful, he'd continue on northward. Successful capture, it would be some time before this new creature would hatch. Zagarus would no doubt be able to tame the arthropod once it hatched. |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2016 3:46:37 GMT -8
 Late in the night a four-horse carriage rolled into Isra's great plains from the south. Its luggage rack was filled with chests, boxes, and bags. Its driver was quite and focused on the road. Unless stopped the carriage was bound for the great city of Isra. Within a man and his wife rode comfortably, Dr.Varone and his lovely new wife @vorobeylle . Dr.Varone was eyeing his wife hungrily, "We are soon to enter Isranian lands my dear. Are you ready for our new life?" The man was looking out the window at the changing scenery of the night. He brought a small silver gem to his soft, pink lips and inhaled the substance burning within. His steel grey eyes found their way to his wife, waiting for her answer with concealed impatience. |
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2016 4:04:31 GMT -8
I could barely contain myself! New lands, new things, new people! New things to do! Ooh, maybe some new sciences! At Mister V's question I can't help but show him my smile - and took my place to cuddle up into his side. Because, why not? I love him so much! I moved to settle at his hip with my arms wrapped about his own... or at least the one I could reach. He doesn't like big hugs, but this'll do!
"Yes, yes, love - I am! I can't wait!" I squeal, hardly able to keep myself from singing in excitement. I felt my foot nudge one of his wolfhounds lying on the floor of the carriage and take care not to prod him again, because they are Mister V's babies. They were sweet, but he didn't like anything upsetting them.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 1:18:52 GMT -8
A hasty glance fell to her as she touched him. Dr.Varone let out a slight growl in annoyance. He disliked being touched. I'll let her have this, after all, we are newly weds. His lips parted into a bemused smile. "Do remember to keep a calmer air, when you're around others. Gods forbid they think us oddities." The good doctor looked down to his, pets a quick check up before the silver-hued orbs returned to the night-time scenery.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 15:25:57 GMT -8
I heard a sound - was that one of the dogs? I tip my head to look down and find both of them resting soundly. Maybe it was just in my head. I settle in again, and bask in the warmth of this moment. I loved getting close to Mister V, whenever I could. I close my eyes and relax, lulling into a very calm state with the gentle rock of the carriage. "I will, love. I promise."
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 0:28:30 GMT -8
Another deep breath of smoke entered Doctor Varone's lungs. An affirmative grunt escaped the good doctor's throat. A slike gloved hand gently drifted to her shoulder.
Soon they would arrive at Isra and their new lives would begin.
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Aozora
Dedicated
Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Oct 3, 2016 22:58:05 GMT -8
An Ao caravan heading for Port Silverion would stop along the way to drop off a passenger, one Kannon Fujimoto . Once he was off the caravan continued on it's mission to go to Gauldin. |
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Kannon Fujimoto
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 23
Registered: Oct 3, 2016 22:49:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kannon Fujimoto on Oct 3, 2016 23:01:20 GMT -8
"Arigatou! Sayonara!" Kannon waved as the Caravan went on its way. He himself was headed for the Free City of Isra and The Black Tower.
<exit>
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2017 12:08:53 GMT -8
Winding down through the farmlands of the Free Plains, the southern road provides access to the fertile flood plains of the Silverion river, and the heartlands to Isra’s south. Small guard outposts and watchtowers are set up along the road to keep an eye on the surrounding areas and border outposts on the majority of the paths allow soldiers to inspect those entering Isra’s territory. With Isra's more experienced footmen and guards mustered against Goraia or otherwise deployed away from here and replaced by new recruits, the thick lush greenery growing in the area thanks to the local region's supply of fresh water made excellent stalking and creeping grounds where one could remain unseen from afar and lose pursuers if somehow one were found, and the fact that members of the Legion were excellent at infiltrating lands and outmaneuvering foes, it only made sense for them to try scouting the lands within. In two teams of two about a mile apart from eachother, each group of bandits used whatever plant life near the border that was not by a road or tower to stay away from any lines of sight. Favoring caution and silence over speed, each pair slowly tried to make their way across. Should one be spotted or engaged however, the plan was to simply attempt to rush as far as possible into unknown territory, then split up and find or make a decent hiding spot to wait out any searches. The ones who got detected would likely be in deep shit, but would allow the other team to freely infiltrate, as the guards from their side would've likely shifted off from their area to help find the other pair of scouts. |
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Jan 31, 2017 14:27:41 GMT -8
Contrarily, the distribution of guards and military personnel across the lands of Isra is weighted toward the south, as that is the direction a counter attack from Goraia would be approaching from. Down the main road, a supply chain is being assembled to supply Isra’s secondary offensive, bringing Isra’s logistics personnel into the area. Lookout for single individuals is especially high in the southern portion of the Free Plains, as it is suspected that if Goraia will make an attack, it will be a small team - or even just a single individual - intending to attempt a decapitation strike. The defenses of the Southern Gate are also more numerous relative to other regions. As such, the scouts would find it difficult to proceed safely. Griffin lookout patrols have been temporarily increased in the south, and the farms are only located near to the river; the rest of the plains are simply plains, without as much vegetation as all that. With griffin's passing overhead at regular intervals, the scouts would find it challenging to find locations to hide among the grasses. All of this would become apparent to the bandits quite early on, and in favoring caution over speed, moving forward is exceptionally slow. As they proceed and get closer to the Silverion River and the city itself, it would become apparent that Isra is very much on guard for intruders from the south, and is prepared to repel a small army. While the scouts may be able to sneak back to safety the way they came, approaching Isra from the south seems exceptionally hazardous. |
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:26:14 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2017 11:28:21 GMT -8
Contrarily, the distribution of guards and military personnel across the lands of Isra is weighted toward the south, as that is the direction a counter attack from Goraia would be approaching from. Down the main road, a supply chain is being assembled to supply Isra’s secondary offensive, bringing Isra’s logistics personnel into the area. Lookout for single individuals is especially high in the southern portion of the Free Plains, as it is suspected that if Goraia will make an attack, it will be a small team - or even just a single individual - intending to attempt a decapitation strike. The defenses of the Southern Gate are also more numerous relative to other regions. As such, the scouts would find it difficult to proceed safely. Griffin lookout patrols have been temporarily increased in the south, and the farms are only located near to the river; the rest of the plains are simply plains, without as much vegetation as all that. With griffin's passing overhead at regular intervals, the scouts would find it challenging to find locations to hide among the grasses. All of this would become apparent to the bandits quite early on, and in favoring caution over speed, moving forward is exceptionally slow. As they proceed and get closer to the Silverion River and the city itself, it would become apparent that Isra is very much on guard for intruders from the south, and is prepared to repel a small army. While the scouts may be able to sneak back to safety the way they came, approaching Isra from the south seems exceptionally hazardous. Seeing as this side was much too patrolled and watched, both teams sneaked back before they got too close, or otherwise passed the "point-of-no-return." It was made clear that this wouldn't be the direction to enter, however, it did them good to know that the southern side had a large force and that they should avoid this area in the future. Once far enough and safe from imminent danger, the four regrouped to discuss their next course of action. Nothing was stopping them from trying a different approach or at a later time. They dispersed back into uncontrolled land from which they had came from. <Exit> |
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Gluttony
Established
Roleplay posts: 11
Physical Description: A fat and ugly demon with an endless void in it's stomach. Gluttony is always hungry and never satisfied unless eating.
Player's online availability : Whenever there is food
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 12:21:26 GMT -8
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Post by Gluttony on Feb 20, 2017 23:51:36 GMT -8
Free to roam the Overworld at last. Outside the Spirit Realm everything had such substance. Gluttony made his way towards the nearest city hopping to find a fulfilling time.
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The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Feb 21, 2017 9:02:58 GMT -8
Shortly after entering the plains, Gluttony is noticed by a pair of patrolling Dawn Riders, and an alarm is raised on the account of the being (whatever it is) being quite hideous. The watchtowers dispersed across the plains use mirrors to silently communicate the alarm, and one of the towers releases a homing bird to inform Isra. Off to one side of the road a short way ahead of Gluttony, there sits an outpost. It’s not a particularly large structure, only about the size of a large barn, but it is built sturdily and with defensibility in mind, with crenelations, arrow slits, and the like. It would perhaps be best described as a very small castle. From this outpost, a group of soldiers emerges. There are twenty men in all, six of whom carry large, rectangular shields and crossbows, and the rest of which carry shields and spears. They proceed to arrange themselves into a formation and move to block the road just in front of the outpost. Admittedly, their roadblock isn’t terribly effective, seeing as to either side of the road, there are miles of plains, but if Gluttony were to continue down the road, he would find himself upon them in a short while. |
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