Kaylie Imrahil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 182 
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Sept 2, 2017 19:30:28 GMT -8
Kaylie came running up to her fellow Marshals, coming from the direction of the Dawnfire Forges. In one hand was her favorite bow, in the other an oversized quiver of what seemed to be fresh arrows.
"Apologies for the slight delay, I ran into one of the Forgemaster's artificers at the Midnight Sun last night, got to talking about my arrows and she thought she could help me with some of that sun metal stuff. Stayed up half the night testing it out and working out some kinks. Managed to get it working and enough arrows to actually be useful." Kaylie sounded genuinely excited by this, a rare thing for her.
In addition, she had at least three other quivers full of arrows. Her longsword was strapped to her left hip, and another bag that probably contained some clothes, but judging by a tear in her clothes and another arrowhead sticking out, there was probably a few more arrows stuck in there.
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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 Sept 2, 2017 19:49:24 GMT -8
"Heh..." It took a few seconds to process everything he said and come up with a response, in no small part because he brought up things about her that she'd spent a long time thinking about. "I guess I used to be afraid of people who I knew could do things that I couldn't. I'd like to think I've grown up a bit since then and have learned to appreciate those things about people instead." Jun took a bit of banana chip and popped it into her mouth. "You know, I don't think I ever told you this, but in someways I'm quite self-centered." She popped another banana chip in her mouth. "I guess a more polite way of saying it would be introspective. Every cloud has a silver lining after all, and it's something I'm learning to work with. You know, there's a certain holy dragon in the Black Tower organization you might want to get in touch with..."
Jun realized she might be eating too many of the snacks and closed up the bag.
"You're easy to like once people get to know you, and you're a wonderful father. You're part of the reason why I'd like to have children someday... that is, if you don't think that's strange. It's one of those things I've always been insecure about. I never considered myself the most stable human being. But for someone like you, who has endured so much, to be able to settle down and have a family, it helps give oddities like myself hope, y'know?"
Once she was done rambling, her lips flattened and her face turned slightly pink. That was a lot of information she had just disclosed about herself.
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And then Kaylie came.
"Oh thank god." She muttered to herself before turning to the Marshall. "Hey!" The sun metal glinted in, well, the sun, and Jun grinned with Kaylie's palpable enthusiasm. "They look beautiful. I'm sure they were well worth the effort. My name is Jun by the way." She held her hand out to the newcomer. "And you must be Marshall Imrahil. Nice bow."
Blackbean seemed to caw in agreement.
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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 Sept 3, 2017 7:40:57 GMT -8
If Alden had anything to say to what Jun just told him, it was cut off by the arrival of their third. However, that didn't stop him from responding. Reaching out he lays a hand on her shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze. It was a simple if powerful sign of support from The High Marshal.
"Don't worry, we weren't waiting too long." Alden says nodding at Kaylie. "And if the delay saw you better equipped then it was likely for the best." Hefting his own bag which was about twice as large as one a man of his size should really be carrying he nods at the two. "Let's go, we've got a few days on the road."
[EXIT]
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Gazuu
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 5:54:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gazuu on Dec 6, 2017 18:16:06 GMT -8
"I'm hungry!" Gazuu complained to his compatriots as they walked through the border in the cold. "And cold!" he added. It had just begun to snow as the small group of gnomes passed through the guarded checkpoint into the city of Isra. Gazuu still had his blanket wrapped around him tightly, and looked ahead at the Isran skyline. There had to be food in there somewhere right? There was no such thing as a festival without food. If the guards didn't stop them, they would continue on as before. |
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Ershadt
Established
Sneaky gnome
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: Some gnome-years
Physical Description: Gnome sized.
Clothes and Equipment: Not at all clad in worn leather armor and carrying various tools to break things open with.
Player's online availability : When you least expect it!
Registered: Dec 6, 2017 14:58:08 GMT -8
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Post by Ershadt on Dec 6, 2017 23:29:31 GMT -8
"Then light the damn thing on fire, then we have those two problems solved!" Ershadt said feeling particularly grumpy as Gazuu had complained all the way from The Northorn Pass to the gate of Isra. He was hungry himself, and then the few apples he stole from Gazuu earlier didn't really cut it.
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Rideyr Fletcher
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 23
Player's online availability : far and few between, or maybe for weeks.
Registered: Dec 11, 2017 21:58:14 GMT -8
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Post by Rideyr Fletcher on Dec 12, 2017 22:02:09 GMT -8
Rideyr walked down the path towards the gate, his lute in hand as he strummed the chords. It wasn't a song anyone heard of, but it seemed that the melody was enchanting none the less. He stopped only briefly to wave to the guards before continuing his song, his eyes closed and a smile on his face.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Jan 5, 2018 12:08:53 GMT -8
Arya approached the Northern Gates, having returned from The Deep Wood. She no longer wore her plate armor, opting for a more comfortable set of clothing for travel, which included a snowy white fur cloak and leather trousers and a white tunic underneath. The only piece left from her previous set she wore for battle was her golden sword which remained sheathed at her hip. As she approached the gate she would take off the hood of her cloak, letting her silvery hair flow freely in the cold air. Ayra was accompanied by another traveling companion now as she returned - Corpus, whom she had met in The Deep Wood. Corpus |
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Jan 5, 2018 14:27:09 GMT -8
Corpus half walked, half slithered beside her. At some point in their journey, they had encountered a giant snake, which he had beheaded and installed as some kind of makeshift tail. He leans over and whispers a question.
"Since when has this city been here? I thought this was the Kingdom of Beortric?"
Of course, that kingdom fell into ruin centuries ago.
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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 7, 2018 13:15:21 GMT -8
As Arya and Corpus approach the gate, they start to earn stares from the travelers heading in the other direction and the guardsmen. Or, more accurately, Corpus draws stares. Because: What. Is. That?
Though Isra is quite welcoming to dragons, goblins, trolls, Arachne, and many other types of individuals regardless of their features, whatever is over there with that girl is, the guards decide, anything they've ever heard of. He seems much more a monster — he looks... unnatural.
Watching, it seems like it leans over to the lady, and perhaps moving its mouth. The protocol for cases such as these is such that intelligent creatures who speak can go through. “Pets” are highly suspect and to be investigated, and at any point, the gate’s commanding Officer may deny entry for any reason.
It will remain to be seen if this… thing will be entering Isra today, but the guards certainly are perturbed. They stand resolute around and throughout the gate, wary.
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Jan 7, 2018 13:24:29 GMT -8
"You sir!" Corpus shouts, seeing the guard and waving cheerfully, "Forgive me, but what city is this? I thought this was Beortric! It's been a while, and I might have missed some things!"
His tone is friendly, jovial even.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Jan 7, 2018 19:16:13 GMT -8
Arya, meanwhile, seems to be quite distracted by this Beortric that Corpus is referring to.
"Beortric? What are you talking about? I've never heard of it."
Corpus then asks the guard however, which draws Arya's attention to the somewhat alarmed look that all the guards and the people around them have, or perhaps they are looks of disgust. Whichever it was, things just got very awkward for Arya then.
"Uhm... Corpus. Maybe you should... change form to something more human?"
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Corpus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 125
Physical Description: In its everyday clothes, Corpus stands at 5'11" and weighs 120 pounds. However, because of its unique physiology, this can vary wildly by time of day, among other things.
Clothes and Equipment: Corpus wears no clothes but its own skin, and needs no tools besides its claws.
Registered: Jul 14, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -8
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Post by Corpus on Jan 9, 2018 13:32:38 GMT -8
"Are you sure I should change now? Everyone is watching. They might see my innards!" Corpus exclaims, blushing furiously. Then he seems to have an idea, and wraps the excessively long tail around himself, hiding from view. With a prolonged slurp, the snake tail vanishes down his throat, revealing him to have taken on the form of a woman who looks very similar to Arya. Not a perfect match, by any means, but with the same height, rough build, and coloration. Notably, however, this new form has a pair of very elegant wings. The form, which might be considered elegant, or even beautiful, is ruined somewhat by the prolonged belch.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Jan 11, 2018 12:22:20 GMT -8
Arya gives Corpus a sort of look that says 'really?' before saying, "Well, that is certainly an interesting choice."
Otherwise, she does not say anything more. Eventually the two Aryas, one with wings and one without, would approach the gates now and try and continue on through them into the city.
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Lady Venus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 169
Age: 6,450
Physical Description: Venus's form changes in perception according to who percieves her. Her true facade is that of an alluring, yet horrifying demon with brown, muddied hair, green eyes and a serpentine tail. With
Clothes and Equipment: Somewhat scantily clad, Venus wears little more than a two piece. Her top would cover barely her midriff, and be strapped around the neck, while the bottom piece would go down to mid-thigh.
Registered: Jan 11, 2018 0:20:50 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Venus on Jan 11, 2018 18:45:30 GMT -8
Venus walks towards the gates, her curvaceous figure held behind a rather revealing two piece. Her long flowing locks of ebony curl at the base near her kneecaps, her deep blue eyes twinkle in delight as she saunters forward, her black nails glistening in the sun. The incredibly attractive woman continues her stride, confidence oozing in every step she takes.
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 22, 2024 6:30:57 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2018 21:08:42 GMT -8
A young man could be seen walking along the worn road, his stark white wings folded along his back as much as possible to keep out of sight, though it was a fruitless task. Hands shoved in his pockets, eyes on the dirt, he would continue his approach and stop before the guardhouse of the gates - hoping that whatever process needed to admit him entry wouldn't be too terrible or long.
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Post by Isra - The Free City on Jan 16, 2018 20:41:41 GMT -8
Little attention was paid to @nephilim as he passed through the Northern Gate of the city of Isra. As this was a time of peace and openness, the gates were freely passed through by small parties and single travellers such as Aechon. The guard were more preoccupied looking for trouble than investigating every excursionist.
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The Happy Man
Established
Good day.
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: A thin man in his thirties with a charming smile and black eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Plain white clothing.
A white book with the number two on it.
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 1:59:27 GMT -8
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Post by The Happy Man on Jan 19, 2018 10:26:09 GMT -8
A white figure walks up to the gate looking for a way to get in.
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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 19, 2018 16:35:30 GMT -8
A white figure walks up to the gate looking for a way to get in. The man would find the easiest way to get in is to walk through the gate. It is open during the day, under watch by the city Guard. |
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The Happy Man
Established
Good day.
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: A thin man in his thirties with a charming smile and black eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Plain white clothing.
A white book with the number two on it.
Player's online availability : Daily.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 1:59:27 GMT -8
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Post by The Happy Man on Jan 20, 2018 9:12:52 GMT -8
A white figure walks up to the gate looking for a way to get in. The man would find the easiest way to get in is to walk through the gate. It is open during the day, under watch by the city Guard. He does so and looks to be a pious religious man holding out a cross in front of him. If someone where to look under his hood or at his hands they would see that he is very pale, but seemingly harmless. |
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Immortal Imisar
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 3,000
Physical Description: A hollow, animated suit of armor composed of some unidentifiable metal. The metal is incredibly strong and living by nature.
Registered: Apr 23, 2018 9:54:51 GMT -8
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Post by Immortal Imisar on Apr 23, 2018 9:58:54 GMT -8
Immortal Imisar, having trekked for hundreds of miles from the north to reach the Free City at last, stops before the dual gatehouses of the northern portal to Isra. It looks to each side for guards, or some border official to whom it may declare its intent.
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