Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147 
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 2, 2019 12:23:47 GMT -8
Kaelie let him lead her away behind the table, holding onto him for support as the walked along quickly. A flush spread across her cheeks as he set her down gently on the lid and inched onto the lid next to her. Her heart was thrummed even as her internal balance gradually righted itself as she got her bearings back. At Montag's question she shrunk a bit as she pulled her legs up onto the lid and leaned against him not looking at him.
For a lack of anything better to do, she started tugging on the hem of his shirt as she tried to come up with a reason. "I... I don't know. I just.... There's something wrong with me. I figured if I was inebriated, then I could blame anything that happens on the liquor. It's better than... the alternative." She muttered as she fidgeted more, biting her lip.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114 
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 2, 2019 18:30:12 GMT -8
Montag listened carefully to her, though he only became more confused. He reached up to her forehead gently to make sure she wasn't running a fever of some sort, though that would've been impossible given that she was a Fae and apparently couldn't get sick from human diseases, but it never hurt to double check in case the impossible happened... again, because it seemed it already had that night.
He was somewhat cheered to feel a somewhat normal, if lower than he would've liked, temperature, but that only made him even more confused. "What's the alternative," he asked gently, trying to prompt her to finish her thought.
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 2, 2019 19:13:12 GMT -8
Kaelie was silent for a while still looking down at the plank below them. She fidgeted as she shifted her hand down to start scratching at the board. Distantly, she could feel the hum of the alcohol- but Oberon be damned it was too weak to really do anything to her even in her state. But perhaps making light of it...
She gave a nervous laugh as she looked away from him. "The a-alternative? Psh... It's... It's quite preposterous. You know... Me. An immortal being of beauty, passion and nature- falling- I mean being swayed into... having... feelings for a... having feelings more than just superficially for something as dull as a human." She said but even as she said it her cheeks burned brightly. Her eyes were wide as she gave another nervous laugh before suddenly extricating herself from his grasp.
"Wow, I feel much better. We ought to move on." She said as she tried sliding herself off the lid only to get a bit wobbly in the knees.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 2, 2019 19:23:53 GMT -8
Montag cocked a rather unsure eyebrow at Kaelie’s attempts to persuade him... perhaps herself... that what they were feeling, because he truly now knew that she was feeling similarly to himself, was preposterous. He was about to dispute her claim when he saw her begin to wobble, and sprang up from the lid himself and caught her from falling to the ground. He held her gently for a few moments, trying to puzzle out what to say.
“You need to take it easy... I think in both regards,” he coaxed her gently, “please. I know... I know it isn’t easy... to come to terms with what you’re feeling, but I assure you that straining yourself won’t accomplish anything. Would you take a seat with me again?”
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 2, 2019 23:26:05 GMT -8
She was quiet as she help onto him for balance, obviously struggle with something with herself before she silently nodded still holding onto him as she slowly climbed back up onto the lid, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.
"It's not...It's not supposed to be this way. I''m not... I can't possibly be... f-falling in love... with a human of all things. The human that trapped me here." She carded her hand through her hair. "Trapped me here and collared me like an animal. And brought me into his hme, and showed me what human pastries are, and other things humans can be other than causers of chaos..." She trailed off as her head sunk lower before finally resting on her knees with a heavy groan. "I'm a failure of a fae."
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 3, 2019 12:16:55 GMT -8
Montag had retaken his seat next to Juniper, pulling her close to him yet again even as she folded into herself, trying to protect herself... from whom? Him? Herself? Everything? A sinking feeling of guilt began to pool in his gut as she explained herself, how it couldn’t be true.
Falling in love.
So she did feel the same as him! Even if he hadn’t placed the name to the feelings that had swirled and grown and consumed him during the weeks and month and coming to a head tonight, it had to be love.
But does she mean that we can’t... we cannot be in love? Or does she not want to admit it? Hell, I could be saying the same, the Fae that attacked multiple people and me wouldn’t, couldn’t fall in love together. But how could they deny it? To be so close to the answer only to have it fail at the last moment?
“You’re not a failure of a Fae Juni,” he began gently after a few moments, his arm on her shoulders pulling her even closer to him, so her head rested against his chest. He wanted her to hear his heart beat, feel the energy, magical and natural, within, feel it all humming as he built it. The tips of his fingers tingled as he transferred part of his essence to her. His best part, the part that was warmest on the coldest of nights, that enveloped and consoled in the darkest of moments, that felt the true joy of being with Juniper.
“I love you.”
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 3, 2019 14:10:28 GMT -8
It was almost instinctual by now as she accepted Montag and transferred part of her being to him as well from where her head rested tenderly against his chest. She could feel the bond between them that had withered slightly from their time spent apart strengthen and she sighed softly as she listened to the 3 words she was both dreading to hear and wanted to hear more than anything else.
She buried her face in Montag's chest as she lightly punched his chest with a groan. "Damn you..." She muttered as she closed her eyes sighing heavily. "...I think I do too." She muttered as she built their bond, emotions and words she couldn't say aloud flowing into him freely, expressing what her words didn't.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 3, 2019 14:37:53 GMT -8
Though her words said 'damn you', the sharing of essences spoke much louder and truer in their nonverbal mingling. Apprehension met unbridled joy, happiness meeting 'what now?'. Feelings given names or not, feelings that perhaps they weren't even aware of all came to the same consensus.
Montag moved his free hand to softly cup Kaelie's chin, and gently lifted it upwards. A small, happy grin greeted her, small smile lines at the corner of his mouth. He slowly brought his face towards her, brushing his lips against her's before fully committing to the kiss, just as the first round of fireworks began in the night sky.
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 4, 2019 15:16:28 GMT -8
Kaelie's eyes widened a bit as Montag tilted her head up until she was looking up at him.Her heart started thudding faster in her chest as she held onto him tightly afraid she would drift away. There was so much threatening to overwhelm her, fear if this was really the right thing to do allied with confusion about all these thoughts and sensations but they battled with strong feeling of warmth and security she felt with Montag.
But it all stopped when he ducked his head to press his lips against hers.She felt the shock and the spark ignite between them instantly much like the fireworks that exploded overhead. It took a few heartbeats for Kaelie to get her bearings but when she did, she nearly sprung at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and jumping into his lap properly.
Despite how wrong it might be, it also was undeniably right and that's when she decided to let go of her concerns and just be. Even if it was just for the night.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 8, 2019 15:04:56 GMT -8
Montag let out a long, relieved sigh as Kaelie responded in kind, though it was cut off in a grunt as she landed none too softly in his lap. He didn't let the momentary pain slow him any though as he kissed her again, his hand on her chin moving to her cheek to cup it gingerly, his arm around her shoulders slipping down to her waist to pull her even closer to him.
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 8, 2019 18:26:12 GMT -8
Kaelie melted into his embrace, her spirit soaring even as she was restricted to the space between his arms. It was only with great reluctance and a fierce need for air did she pull back slowly from him, panting as if she'd run leagues in the few moments they'd been together. She stared at Montag for a long while before she cupped his cheek in return. "I...I uhm... Think I'm a bit more sure now." She said her voice cracking a bit as her cheeks heated up.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 8, 2019 19:58:41 GMT -8
Montag took a deep breath as well they pulled back, but his was more to ready himself to dive back in. Staring back into her most beautiful eyes he tilted his forehead down and rested it against her's, letting the skin contact form another magical bond between them, letting her know how truly, utterly, unimaginably, unspeakably happy he was. Perhaps for the first time, he heard the hints of a music.
His smile was infectious, spreading from the smile lines around his mouth to the corners of his eyes scrunching them slightly, "Would you like to dance Juni?"
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 8, 2019 22:48:20 GMT -8
Kaelie couldn't help how the edges of her lips turned up at bit seeing how ecstatic he was. He really was such a silly human. She closed her eyes shaking her head slightly as she leaned up to peck his lips. "I'm a bit out of practice and more than a bit weak in the knees... But yes. You're in charge of catching me when I inevitably fall though." She said softly as she pulled back a bit to look at him fully, her cheeks lightly glowing with happiness.
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 9, 2019 12:20:46 GMT -8
"I'll always be here to catch you," he whispered happily, giving her a soft peck in return as his hand cupping her cheek moved down to under her knees. He could feel a near uncontrollable energy coursing through him. And why would he want to control it? He sprung up suddenly and spun around a few times with her in his arms, giving a hearty laugh as he did so.
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 9, 2019 13:23:11 GMT -8
Juniper's eyes widened before she gave a yelp and clung to him as he spun her around. She started giggling madly as she swatted at him, as best as she could not wanting to let go. "Oh put me down you sill fool!" She yelped even as she continued clinging to him. "People are going to start staring."
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 9, 2019 13:45:05 GMT -8
Montag kept laughing as he did as she asked and set her down feet first on the ground, though not before giving her another kiss, "And why should we care if people are staring? What they would see is a happy couple, probably one of the happiest sights on the face of the world."
He looked about the crowd, trying to see where he had heard the hint of music coming from, eventually spotting the bard some distance away. "I think I see where we can dance," he noted, dipping his head towards the direction he suspected the bard was at.
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Juniper
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 21 (In the human equivalent, at least)
Physical Description: Kaelie is a tall girl, standing at about 5'11 but she's anything but lanky. She has a full figure and is relatively lean and toned as she practices acrobatics often. Despite her stature though, she's quite good at making herself small. She has freckles and blue green eyes as well as pointed ears. She prefers to keep her auburn hair up because otherwise it will come down to just above her knees.
Clothes and Equipment: Kaelie despises skirts and dresses as they restict her movement so she typically is found wearing trousers, tights, and shorts. She prefers not to wear anything too restricting. She prefers brightly colored clothes and is never seen without a wide choker around her neck.
Allegiances: Edan
Registered: May 24, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -8
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Post by Juniper on Jan 9, 2019 14:25:11 GMT -8
She shook her head still feeling a bit giggly and bubbly. "I should slip you a drink and whisper words of affection to you more often." She said softly before she nodded and gestured for him to lead the way over to the bard. "I'll go where you lead me."
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 9, 2019 14:53:27 GMT -8
"You should Little Miss, I'm absolutely full of surprises" he agreed, taking her arm on his again as he led them through the crowd. The throngs had only grown closer together at the Empress's speech and the fireworks overhead, and Montag was certain that they weren't the only couple making up for lost time from what he saw. After several minutes he finally escaped the worst pressings of the crowd and found whom they were looking for: a rather sad looking bard.
Digging into his pockets he asked the seated Bard, "Do you know any dance tunes? And how much for a song?"
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Breldavin Fairshadow
New
Roleplay posts: 2
Age: 25
Physical Description: A tall and well built man, his heritage has left him slender, almost willowy, and left him with a much less imposing form then his skills would suggest.
Built out of lean whipcord muscles Breldavin is a man of speed rather then strength, often prone to short swift bursts of movement rather then slow and methodical work though he is capable of both.
Though his face is relatively untouched, with only a thin slice across his cheek, his body is a mass of scars, the most brutal and evident the remnants of being mauled by a werewolf while attempting to save his mother and sister, with more mundane scars from blade and mishap joining the mess of scar tissue over the years.
Fine elven features blend with the aristocratic features of his father he has never known, his surname Fairshadow alluding to the fact his mother was the mistress of a traveling noble who visited her more then once. With piercing silvery blue eyes and raven hair set into and framing a fine featured face with tanned skin from long days on the road and learning his trade.
Clothes and Equipment: Breldavin wears a long dark coat over a steel breastplate and fine clothes, a white shirt, black vest, and grey slacks.
His boots are enchanted to make no sound and leave less of a trail then otherwise though it by no means erases all traces any signs of his passage.
At his side hangs the ancient blade of the vampire he and his companions slew, made of a rare material in such a way that it hews through muscle and bone as easily as a hot knife through cold butter.
Over his shoulder is slung a careworn guitar and in his pocket sits an old book of elvish poetry, all he has to remember his mother by.
While he may seem like your average adventurer or bard upon first contact, he is a refined man when the occasion calls for it, and he cleans up nicely.
His outfit for formal functions can put some nobles to shame.
A Delicate silver crown with Sapphire eyed dragons for points that provides the wearer with minor protection from cold weather sits upon his brow and at masquerades a platinum mask in the shape of a fanged skull that allows its wearer to see in pure darkness as if it were overcast daylight and moonlight night like noon hides his face.
A black crushed velvet cloak with a silk interior and gold embroidery and fine dark grey wool coat with a golden silk interior are worn over a black silk vest and white silk shirt, grey riding pants with gold embroidery and black leather riding boots with gold inlays.
Registered: Nov 30, 2018 22:58:39 GMT -8
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Post by Breldavin Fairshadow on Jan 9, 2019 17:35:44 GMT -8
Breldavin had been lost in thought when Decker approached him. He flashed a small smile and a nod for the lady. "Aye, I think I can do that." He said as he laid his guitar across his lap and began to play after a short countdown. He'd learned the song from an older bard he'd met going in the opposite direction, and he'd always remembered the unique tune. |
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Montag Decker
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 37
Physical Description: Montag cuts a rather distinguished figure, in and out of the blaze. Tall at 6'7", slicked back soot black hair, broad of shoulder, and with a winning smile, he cuts quite the image of an inspirational leader.
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Clothes and Equipment: On duty at the fire station, Chief Decker wears a simple uniform of a white collared dress shirt with the badge of the Isran fire department on the upper sleeves, and black dress pants.
At an emergency, he wears a flame retardant coat, gloves, pants with suspenders, thick boots, and a red helmet to protect from falling debris. The badge of Isra is pinned to his coat to denote him as the Fire Chief.
His main tool of his trade is his cedar wand, which he uses to cast water magic and spells to help with breathing, seeing in smoke filled spaces, and breaking down doors to enter rooms.
Off duty, he wears regular civilian clothes, and a black leather duster to keep dry during storms.
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Allegiances: The Empire of Isra
Registered: Jun 20, 2018 19:06:22 GMT -8
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Post by Montag Decker on Jan 9, 2019 19:10:13 GMT -8
Montag smiled as the bard began to play... though he realized the man had not given him a price. Because he was in such a good mood, and to truly thank him for taking the time, Montag felt out ten gold coins and placed them in his case.
Turning back to Kaelie, he shifted himself to where the hand she had on his arm slid into his own hand, and he moved to grasp her waist, pulling her close to him. "Do you like the tune?" he asked as he began to move his hips with the rhythm.
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