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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2016 18:03:13 GMT -8
Aechon felt his little pride swell as the man hugged him back and spoke, and he was determined to be a good soldier. He let the man be and wandered back to the table, reaching up with both arms to reach out for a bit of fruit - an apple found his palm. The other hand found a piece of cheese. He brought them close, eyes lighting up at the notion of eating... and he stopped when she spoke of inquiry.
A pair of sad, defeated eyes came around to glance at her over his shoulder, before they dropped to the floor. A considerable depression crushed him and it was visibly apparent, his wings coming in close in a means of seclusion as his shoulders slumped. He found himself a place to sit right by the table leg, away from her, and scoot under the table - suddenly his appetite had vanished. But he managed to start nibbling on the cheese. He didn't want to think about it... it made him sick... he just hoped she might leave him alone. Mother would be upset he was being rude... but he really didn't want to talk about it. He tried to think about something else.
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Naenia the Watcher
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Roleplay posts: 246 
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 3, 2016 19:28:07 GMT -8
Her eyes widened as Aechon took his food and retreated below the table. Well that hadn't been expected. Didn't the boy want to find his parents? Naenia wasn't sure what to do, or how to handle this situation. Her first instinct was to order the boy to tell her what was going on, but she had a feeling that wouldn't help in the slightest, and would in fact only serve to make things worse. She sent a helpless look at Jayce, but the man was meditating and seemed inclined to ignore the situation. Frustrated, she sighed and raked a hand back through her hair, sending the golden curls tumbling into a disarrayed mess.
"I am sorry, Aechon. I did not mean to upset you. I just want to help. We can talk about it whenever you are ready, and I will not bring it up again. I promise." ..Was that good enough? She sure hoped so. Seeing the child huddling below a table, dejected and sad, upset her. Hoping to do something to cheer him up, she gathered magic in her hands, which then formed into a large, perfectly clear, hexagonal bipyramidal crystal. This was then sent to hover under the large magic light that was located at the top of the room, and when it caught the gleaming white glow just right, it began to rotate slowly; the prism effect sent a kaleidoscope of rainbow colors sliding across the walls, floor, and ceiling, to beautiful effect.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2016 19:43:28 GMT -8
The brilliant display of colors dancing across the floor captured the child's attention, and his eyes came up to gaze in awe as there were hundreds more shifting across the walls and various other surfaces. He scoot out just a bit, rounding the leg with his back still to it but now out in the room rather than huddled under the table. He just watched the light show, the apple brought to his lips and hovering just beyond them as he momentarily forgot about his food.
His gaze came back down and met Naenia's for a moment before quickly dropping to the floor again. He stares at the tiles for a few moments, pondering. Just... thinking about what happened made him sad.
"... I... I think they're gone, Miss Nae... I dunno..." he mutters meekly, already feeling the tears start to well in his eyes again.
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Jayce Istilix
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Roleplay posts: 147 
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 3, 2016 19:52:27 GMT -8
"Where did you live little soldier? Tell us what you can about the location. You mentioned that you liked playing in the trees. Listening to their heart beat. Did the forest have a name?"
The low voice of Jayce rumbles from the chair. He still hasn't open his eyes, but he has clearly been listening to the conversation. His intent is simple, rather than ask about his parents ask about the home. Hopefully that would not be as sore a subject. Once they knew where he lived one of them could check out the area. Hopefully they would find his parents alive and well, if not they could likely figure out what happened.
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Naenia the Watcher
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Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 3, 2016 20:01:28 GMT -8
Well the prism achieved its intended effect, which was to draw Aechon out of hiding. That made Naenia relax slightly. But she could see just from the boy's reactions that something had happened. He knew what had happened to his parents, or at least suspected. His words only confirmed it. Her throat tightened, and she was unable to think of a response.. thank the gods for Jayce, because he jumped in where she was lacking. She would have to thank the paladin privately, later. His questions would hopefully elicit some sort of response from Aechon that could be acted upon, and she looked at the boy with a smile, hoping the friendly expression would encourage him to speak.
"We will not know for sure until either Paladin Istilix or myself go to look. If you can remember anything about this forest, it will help us, so that we can help you."
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2016 21:49:41 GMT -8
The child quickly tips his head up when the man speaks, startled. But he soon brought his chin down, drawing his knees up to his chest as his arms wrapped around them - still holding onto the apple in one small hand. His expression falls once more. "I dunno... Mother would visit the forest sometimes, because that's where she came from. I just... liked the trees. They always hummed. Mother said it was magic, to keep people away so no one could hurt them.
"We live in a little house," he murmurs, trying to recall the details - screwing his eyes tightly shut as he struggled. "In another forest. By the big river. And sometimes I would run outside and out of the trees, and see the big fields. They just go on forever, and people farming. They're really nice. They liked Mother and Father, even though they were different..." His voice trails off, and he goes very quiet. He just stares at the apple, unable to find a desire to eat anymore.
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Jayce Istilix
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Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 4, 2016 15:45:10 GMT -8
"Little soldier, I don't hear chewing. I know you don't feel like it right now, but if you want to stay strong you have to eat. Even if it's just an apple, please eat little soldier."
Jayce's voice is kind, but very firm. He understands Aechon's pain, but they boy needed to eat. If Aechon didn't eat now they would need to feed him soon. Healing took a lot out of the person his body needed to recover the lost energy. He gestures to Naenia indicating the angel should come over to him. When she does so he would speak in a low calm voice.
"Sound as though his parents had a farm on the outskirts of Isra's Farmland. I would ask that you go check it out. I would do it myself, but I am still recovering. Though I would ask you to go anyway, after all I can't fly."
His eyes have yet to open again, but he does smile slightly at this observation.
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Naenia the Watcher
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Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 4, 2016 16:58:12 GMT -8
A forest of trees that sang with magic. Magic designed to keep others out. And a house near a river. Naenia had flown around quite a bit since she'd descended to the material plane, but she wasn't familiar with the entire layout of the land, yet. Hopefully Jayce had some ideas. And it seemed he did, because he gestured for her to come over. Rising to her feet, she rounded the table and sank down onto the cushion beside Jayce, leaning closer so that she could hear him more easily. Ah, Isra's farmland. Yes, that did make sense. Hearing his request, she nodded slowly, then replied, keeping her voice quiet.
"Very well. I will go look. I shall return as soon as I am able." Rising to her feet, she turned and began to make her way out of the room. As she went, her dress became armor, and her hair was twisted back into a severe braid. "Aechon, I must go for a time. Paladin Istilix will take care of you, and I will return as soon as I can. Be good." Once she left the room, she moved out to a courtyard and spread her wings, then took to the sky.
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2016 17:06:07 GMT -8
The child grimaced as he was gently scolded for not eating. Despite how he didn't want to... he had to be strong. So he would eat, biting in through the red skin and to the pale flesh before breaking a chunk off. It really didn't hurt so much going down, thankfully. But he still felt odd. His head came up with a sad stare as Naenia announced her leave, and then his chin dipped low again.
At least the warrior was still here... he tried to be as subtle and quiet as he could to scoot from the leg of the table to the leg of the man's chair, leaning his back to it and curling his knees up once more. Being closer helped him feel more secure, and he worked to take another bite from the apple.
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Jayce Istilix
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Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 4, 2016 18:12:51 GMT -8
A large hand comes to rest on Aechon's head and it ruffles his hair. It then drops to his shoulder and squeezes it gently. No words are said, no words need to be said. The old paladin is simply offer what comfort he can to a child who has gone through too much. Words and assistance would come later. Jayce would help Aechon become strong, to learn how to live with his sorrow. For now though that wasn't necessary. For now the boy could sit in silence and take comfort in the knowledge that he would not be alone.
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Naenia the Watcher
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Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 5, 2016 0:04:59 GMT -8
It was several hours later, the sun having descended below the horizon and being replaced by the moon steadily rising, when Naenia returned. She landed lightly in the courtyard directly outside the library doors and folded her wings behind her, then proceeded into the room. Her first act was to look and see where Aechon was, then glance toward Jayce to see if he was awake. If the paladin was conscious and looking her way, her gaze would meet his, and the Archangel gave her head a single brisk shake, that and her grim expression saying without words that she'd found the boy's parents.. and they weren't going to be caring for him any longer. Then she would turn her attention to Aechon, her armor becoming that dress of soft blue cloth once more as she sat down.
"Aechon.. come here, dear boy." She extended an arm to the child, indicating that he should come sit beside her upon the cushion she'd selected as her seat. She felt that it would be best if she were holding the boy while she gave him the bad news. Poor thing. No child should have to hear that their parents were dead at such a young age.. but it needed to be done. He had to understand that he was going to be living with her, now.. and probably Jayce too, now that she thought about it. Odd. She'd suddenly gained not only an adopted son, but a.. roommate? Partner? Pseudo-husband? Oh this was strange.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2016 0:19:02 GMT -8
The boy had fallen asleep against the chair, the nearly consumed apple still in hand until his hand relaxed and the core went tumbling to the floor. It was with Naenia's arrival that startled him awake with a jolt - wings fluttering and casting a few feathers about as a result. Once he was sure everything was safe again, he brought his little balled fists up to rub at his eyes before looking to her again with a tired gaze.
She called for him to approach and he managed to get to his feet without falling over. He shuffled to where she sat and took her hand, possibly crawling up in her lap if she allowed. He peered up at her with a wide stare, with a bit of hope in his gaze. He... really did hope his mother and father were okay. "... yes, Miss Nae? Did... did you find Mother and Father?"
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 5, 2016 11:53:46 GMT -8
Taking the boy's hand, she seemed surprised that he was climbing onto her lap, but she didn't stop him. Indeed, once he'd settled himself on her lap, Naenia wrapped her arms and wings around him, cuddling him close in an attempt to soften the blow that was to come. It was hard for her to say this, and she struggled with the words, trying to think of a way to say this that wasn't her usual.. blunt manner. She began stroking the boy's hair, petting him soothingly as she spoke in a quiet tone.
"Yes, Aechon, I did. I.. I am sorry to say.. there was a creature, it attacked your home, and your parents.. they.. they were not able to fight it off." She pulled him closer, tucking his head beneath her chin. She was sure he was going to be upset, and she was hoping to provide comfort. Poor child. "I know it is little consolation, but I slew the monster, and I buried them near the house. They will rest in peace, now. I am so very sorry, Aechon. They are gone."
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2016 12:12:25 GMT -8
He didn't hear half of what she said, his gaze falling as his worst fears were confirmed. The tears returned, easily rolling down his cheeks once more as he curled up into the hold of the angel that held him. Right now, he felt so empty and alone... having her near only alleviated that sense a little. What was he supposed to do now? He wanted his parents more than ever in that very moment, but they would no longer be there for him... this cycle of his want and his knowing was breaking him down further, to where he was just a weeping little huddle of body and feathers in Naenia's arms.
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Jayce Istilix
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Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 5, 2016 12:35:00 GMT -8
Jayce winces when he hears Naenia's word it was as he had feared. For now there was little to be done for the child. His grief would be all consuming for sometime and it would take patience to coax him out of it. The only thing he and the angel could do was be there for him. Getting from his chair the paladin made his way the huddle. Getting down on one knee he places a hand on the boys shoulder. He lends the boy what strength he can, allowing holy aura to wash over the lad. Perhaps it's comforting strength would help him sleep, in sleep he could for a time be free.
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 5, 2016 13:24:30 GMT -8
Naenia winced. The poor child... She looked up at Jayce when he approached, giving him a look that said, 'What do I do now?' Dealing with children was entirely out of her sphere of experience and comfort, but she had assumed this responsibility, and she was going to see it through. She gently rocked him, stroking his hair and back and cooing nonsense words in an attempt to soothe his tears. She knew it would likely be futile. The boy had just been informed he was an orphan, after all. What was she supposed to do?
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2016 19:02:33 GMT -8
Aechon continued to sob, his grief cutting deeper than the holy aura could hope to penetrate. It felt like the world was crashing down around him, and even in the warm arms of the angel woman that held him he felt cold and numb - save for his aching heart and twisted stomach. He cried and cried until no more tears could come out, but it didn't help ease the pain at all. He remained quiet in her arms, a broken sob sounding out on the occasion, and he said nothing. Who knows how long he would remain in this state...
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Jayce Istilix
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 5, 2016 20:17:18 GMT -8
Jayce can tell Aechon has reached the point of exhaustion. Taking the child from Naenia and scooping him into his arms he brings the boy to a couch. Laying him down gently Jayce cover Aechon with a blanket.
"I know you hurt little soldier. I wish I could make it all better, but I cannot. I wish I could tell you it all gets better, but I cannot. In time though you will learn to live with this burden. I will help you learn how to do so without letting it bow your back. Now though go to sleep and don't worry Naenia and I are not going anywhere. We will stay with you for as long as you need us."
Jayce uses a bit of magic and adds power to his words. The young child would find it nearly impossible to keep his eyes open. Soon sleep would claim him. Once the boy is taking deep even breaths Jayce resumes his seat in his chair.
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 5, 2016 20:33:50 GMT -8
Naenia's instinctive reaction to Jayce's reaching was to pull Aechon closer, but then she reminded herself the paladin meant no harm, and relinquished the boy into his grasp. She watched with sad eyes as he laid the boy down on a couch and covered him with a blanket, then settled in to speak to him.. and use his magic to lull the boy to sleep. Once Aechon was lost to the realm of dreams, the Archangel slumped upon her cushion, careful not to lay upon her wings. She titled her head back, staring up at the ceiling; there was a developing bruise on her jaw that she was unaware of, and at the moment, she couldn't have cared less that it was there.
"That is the hardest thing I have ever had to do, and these past weeks have been particularly difficult for me. I pray this gets easier." She raised her hands and rubbed at her eyes. She wasn't exactly tired, but.. bone weary, in a way. Between the stupid situation with Samael that continued to make her heart ache, and now this thing.. taking in an orphaned nephilim... She breathed a mirthless laugh, her hands still covered by her eyes. How did she keep getting herself into these situations? She should've just gone to Isra with Crow.. maybe her life would be simpler now if she had. Too late to go back and change things. She would just have to take what had been dealt to her and try to make it work.
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Jayce Istilix
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 147
Age: 146
Physical Description: Jayce stands at an imposing six foot three with broad shoulders and a powerful frame. His features are striking and powerful, a square jaw, commanding silver eyes, and short white hair. His expression is usually one of grim determination, though he can be encouraged to smile or laugh under the right circumstances. Though he is human and incredible old his clean shaven face is smooth and unlined.
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Clothes and Equipment: His primary weapon is a great sword dubbed The Covenant of Faith. It is a holy weapon that is bane to evil and it is said it will only break if it's wielder does. He usually dresses in ordained steel plate armor. This armor is resistant to magical attack as well as evil energies.
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Post by Jayce Istilix on May 5, 2016 20:53:03 GMT -8
"It does get easier, but not by much Guardian. Raising a child rates among the most challenging things I have ever done. They can break your heart even when they make you proud. Still I think you will find it an illuminating experience and a rewarding one. As I said I will assist you for as long as you require. It is much harder to go it alone."
The paladin has once again closed his eyes in meditation. Did the man ever actually sleep? Or did he simply close his eyes and wait. The man certainly had his mysteries. He hadn't even given his first name and had treating Naenia with absolute professionalism. Yet he clearly wasn't a cold man, he had too much compassion for that. Still there was some distance in his manner as though he was a bit closed off.
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