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 12, 2016 8:45:37 GMT -8
When the child threw his tantrum Jayce raises an eye brow in surprise. While he did think that this display of emotion was good, it wasn't what he'd expected. He opens his mouth to bark orders at the lad. They were not finished, the boy was making progress but still wasn't ready. He closes his mouth before he shouts though. Perhaps it was time for a different approach. He did still think the training had merit, but he wasn't sure forcing it would work here. The paladin shoots a look at Naenia. It says please speak to him.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 8:52:40 GMT -8
Naenia winced when she saw Aechon deteriorate during Jayce's training session. Poor boy. It didn't surprise her terribly much when he shoved away and fled out of the courtyard. She caught the look the paladin aimed her way and nodded to show she understood. Spreading her wings, she soared down from the tower and landed near Jayce, giving him a small smile. "Like you said.. he just needs time." She reached out and patted the man's armored shoulder as she folded her wings behind her, then began to follow the path that Aechon had taken at a sedate walk. Giving him some time to cool down before she tried to speak to him was likely the best choice, and so she wandered aimlessly as she trailed a few minutes behind him, letting him flee to wherever he felt was safe so that she could approach. She was already mulling over what to say to him in her head, sorting through words carefully.
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 12:17:39 GMT -8
Naenia would find the boy crouched down in a hallway, tucked pitifully under an end table against the wall that held a vase of flowers upon the surface - wings wrapped around him to leave only his head visible amongst the feathers. His brow was creased in anger and frustration as two shiny trails down his cheeks marked where a fresh set of tears had fallen. He didn't lift his head when she neared, nor his eyes. He just stayed to himself.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 13:20:22 GMT -8
Locating Aechon, she approached slowly, stopping a few feet away from the table that was his current hiding place. Crouching down, she rested her folded arms atop her knees and tilted her head to peer at him under the table. A smile appeared on her face, blue eyes filled with warmth and kindness. "I know it is hard, Aechon.. we are just trying to help you. Perhaps you are a bit too young to start learning to fight, but... How about learning to use your celestial magics? I can help you with that, if you wish." She reached out her hand to him in invitation. Hopefully the boy would take both her hand and the offer.. he needed something, and it was obvious by the look on her face that watching him tear himself to pieces was breaking her heart.
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 13:32:17 GMT -8
When her hand came out in gesture did he blink his eyes and turn them over onto her. He couldn't be angry with her... she was nice. And she was trying to help... and the warrior was, too. He couldn't keep silent much longer, and despite how it might seem to anyone else he had to speak his mind.
"... I wanna go home... I want Mother and Father... please say this is a bad dream. This isn't real," he pleads quietly, sniffling as he buries his head into his arms and wings, upon his knees. "I wanna wake up..."
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 13:37:20 GMT -8
Her smile faltered into a sympathetic expression, and Naenia let her hand fall. Then she shifted forward so that she could crawl closer to him, wedging as much of her body under the table as she possibly could and placing her hand on his shoulder. One wing unfurled, moving to curl across the front of the table and block him from view as she began to speak, her voice soft and gentle.
"I know you want your parents, Aechon.. but they will not be coming back. They are gone. Their spirits rest in the Celestial Plane now. They gave up everything for you, and I am sure it breaks their hearts to see you so sad." She hesitated, then reached up and gently stroked his hair back from his face, fingertips stroking through the snowy strands. "Would you like to return to the cabin and say goodbye?" She didn't know whether or not that would help, but she had to do something.
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2016 14:19:44 GMT -8
He let out a deeply distressed whimper when she drove the point further that they were gone. He couldn't accept it... he didn't want to. That was Mother and Father... they were infallible. They were always supposed to be there - they said they would. At the suggestion to take him home his head came up, revealing his shining eyes that were already red and puffy. He nods his head with as much vigor as he could produce after the whole ordeal, which wasn't very much. The suggestion would bring him to crawl out from under the table, looking up to her with some feeling of hope. They would go to his home, and his parents would be there waiting. Everything would be okay.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 12, 2016 14:28:28 GMT -8
It was obvious that he thought she was going to take him home and his parents were going to be there. Denial was just a part of the process, she knew, but the sooner he was out of this stage and onto the next, the better. Moving away from the table and standing, she gathered him up into her arms and moved through the halls, back to the courtyard where she'd left Jayce. Her eyes met the paladin's, and they were serious, although she forced a smile onto her face.
"We are going back to Aechon's home. We shall return by dinner." He should understand why she was doing this. She was hoping that forcing the boy to confront the loss of his parents in a physical and undeniable way would help jump-start the grieving process so he could move on. Spreading her wings, she took to the skies, winging her way back toward the cabin where Aechon's parents had met their end. This was going to be harsh.. but it had to be done.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 13, 2016 16:27:35 GMT -8
<Several hours later>
Naenia didn't know how she made the flight back to the temple, because when she landed, her injured wing slumped against her back, and the moment she put down in the courtyard that was her landing zone, she set Aechon down and crumpled to the ground. Gods, but her ribs ached. She braced her hands against the ground and gave the boy a very stern look, struggling to speak evenly as every breath filled her with pain.
"Go pick a room, put your things in it, and wait for me. I will be coming to speak with you after I have spoken to Paladin Istilix." Her voice was firm and it was clear she would brook no argument. She pointed toward the stairway that led to the private rooms, and waited for him to depart. Once he did, she half-fell over, pressing her brow to the grass as she groaned. She felt like she was going to be one big walking bruise tomorrow.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2016 16:34:18 GMT -8
The boy whimpered and shuffled close, dropping his pack as he moved. He reached out to offer any assistance he could... but her command was sharp. He felt that spark of fear in the back of his head and in his stomach, much like when he had been scolded by his parents. He was in trouble.
He says nothing as he gathers his blanket up with his things in it and trudges for and up the stairs. He would find a nearby room and slip inside, moving to curl up in a pitiful ball on the bed. And he would do as he was told. He would wait, feeling more apprehensive with each passing second.
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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 13, 2016 17:06:32 GMT -8
It may come as no surprise that Jayce was still in the courtyard. He was slick with sweat and had cast aside the bulk of his armor leaving chest exposed. When Naenia lands or rather crashes into the court yard he stops swinging his sword. He takes in Naenia's injured state. It is a testament that his only visible sign of surprise is a raising eyebrow. He starts to approach when Naenia snaps at Aechon and even his unshakable discipline cracks. His eyes widen just a bit before he can school his face back under control. Once the boy is gone Jayce comes over and without a word sets about healing her. Channeling holy and light magics to close her wounds.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 13, 2016 17:25:22 GMT -8
Feeling the healing magic pour into her, Naenia huffed a sigh, then raised her head from the ground and gave Jayce a look that was both grateful and annoyed. It soon became clear that the annoyance wasn't directed at the paladin, but rather at herself. Pushing herself upright, she waved her hand at him, and managed to muster enough focus to dispel her armor, instead manifesting a short, sleeveless white dress that lay draped across her slender curves.
"Thank you, but you should save your strength. I deserve every ache and pain." Shifting herself about, she pressed her hands to the grass behind her and leaned her weight back on her arms as her legs stretched out, her wings sprawling loosely to either side of her body. "There were more of the creature that killed his parents there, and when they went into the house to pick over the remains, I thought I could take him down to the grave and everything would be fine. But of course, nothing is that simple. He fled into the house to get some items, and they went after him. He was not harmed, but I had to kill them both before we could get away. I took a bit of a beating, and he flew into the thick of things to hit one of them with a bloody stick."
Her expression darkened as her blue eyes fixed upon Jayce's face. "He could have gotten himself killed - he almost did get me killed. I am so furious. I understand he wanted to retrieve some of his personal items, but he was reckless and foolish, and I am such a confused muddle of sad for him, mad at him, and angry at myself, that I have no idea what to do or say." Those blue eyes narrowed ever so slightly upon his silver ones. "You seem to know how to deal with children. Where should we go from here?"
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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 13, 2016 18:40:49 GMT -8
Jayce maintains his stoic gaze through out her triad. When she finally finishes he is silent for a long moment. Then suddenly he laughs. His laughter is a rich booming sound that echoes through the courtyard. It does not last long, but it is real, it is genuine, and it is warm. When he finally stops he gives her a small smile.
"You are adapting to your new role quite well. You may not be his parent in truth, but I think you can fill the role. That is precisely the mix of emotions most parents have when dealing with their children. It is also the exact same response a new parent has. Faith, I have raised six children to adult hood and even I don't have all the answers. Each child is different and most never have to go through what Aechon did. The most important thing we can do is be there for him. I think also perhaps some discipline going forward would be an idea. I think the next step though would be talking to him."
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 13, 2016 18:51:08 GMT -8
Six children? The look she gave him was disbelieving. He didn't look old enough to have that many children, let alone ones raised to adulthood. That was something she would have to pursue later, right now she needed to focus on the situation at hand. She nodded slightly, looking thoughtful. "That was my thought, I intended to speak to him once we were done here, as you heard. But what do I say? I do not want to yell at him, but I.. do. He could have gotten the both of us killed, and he needs to learn to listen when I tell him to do something. I do not know what to tell him." She frowned, chewing absently on her lower lip.
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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 13, 2016 19:05:08 GMT -8
"Tell him exactly what you told me. Stay calm when you do so. Explain how his recklessness made you feel, explain why it was wrong, explain why he needs to listen to you. Sometimes children need to know that you are mad, but not at them. Rather you are mad because of them and that they can help you. Besides we are not his parents, if we simply start telling him 'because we say so' he may think we are trying to replace them. Because we say so was a favorite one of mine."
With that Jayce turns and heads towards his armor. He will join her when she speaks to the boy, best not to do so without a shirt though.
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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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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 13, 2016 19:18:40 GMT -8
Naenia nodded thoughtfully as she listened to Jayce. All of that made sense. "Very well. I will go speak with him. Thank you, Jayce." Her voice softened as she thanked him, and she flashed the paladin a smile.. and ended up watching the muscles in his back move as he walked away. Then she gave herself a vigorous shake. She could admit, he had a body that was pleasant to look at, but that was wholly inappropriate to think. He was a Paladin, she was an Archangel, she had sworn off any further interactions beyond platonic, and there was no way he was interested. Heaving herself to her feet with a groan, she rolled her shoulders and tucked her wings against her back with a wince as she made her way to, then up, the stairs. Following the feel of Aechon's aura to the room where he sat on his bed, she knocked on the door then opened it and moved inside, crossing to the bed and sitting on its edge.
"Aechon.. come here, sweet boy." She opened her arms to him, and assuming the boy acquiesced, she would gather him into her arms, settling him on her lap as she petted his hair. Then she began to speak, her voice gentle. "I know this is a very hard time for you, and that you were frightened and acting on emotion.. but when Jayce or I tell you to do something, especially when it is for your own safety, you need to listen. You could have gotten very badly hurt, and had I been even a little too slow, who knows what might have happened?" She pressed her cheek to the top of his head, hugging him tightly as she continued.
"You frightened me terribly, swooping in like that, and while it was very brave, it was reckless and foolish. Jayce and I will never replace your parents, and nor do we want to. We just want to do what is best for you, and that means protecting you, guiding you, and showing you right from wrong. Now." She lifted her head and tilted it down so that she could see his face, and raised a hand so that she could wipe the tears from his face with tender fingers. "I want you to promise that you will listen when we tell you to do something, alright? We are not doing so because we enjoy ordering you about, but because we believe it is in your best interests. Do you understand?" If Jayce had arrived by that time, she'd give him a questioning look, which was part, 'How did I do?', and another part, 'Do you have anything to add?'
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2016 9:45:53 GMT -8
The child was scared when she opened the door and entered the room, but she didn't look angry. She actually called to embrace him, and he crawled into her lap with his head still down. He didn't mean to make her mad... he was scared and just wanted to help... He listens without a word as she speaks, letting some of her words sink in and cut where it hurt, but she wasn't mad. She was just looking out for him. He curled up closer to her as he felt the tears creep up to the corners of his eyes once more, and didn't mind as she wiped them away.
His response to her inquiry was a nod of his head as he sniffled. "... I'm sorry," he murmurs pitifully. He snaked his little arms up and around her shoulders as he buried his face into her neck, still crying quietly. "I-I'm sorry..."
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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 15, 2016 11:10:32 GMT -8
Jayce gives the angel an approving nod. She had done exceptionally well and the boy clearly had a growing affection and trust for her. That was good it would be vital for the healing process. The paladin let's the two remain as they are for a long moment. Finally his deep voice comes out stern, but kind.
"I am going to go prepare dinner. Aechon if you don't eat you will get sick. I know it's hard to find your apatite, but I ask you do so."
With that the paladin walks from the room and set about preparing a simple beef stew and a loaf of bread.
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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 15, 2016 11:26:34 GMT -8
Naenia gave Jayce a thankful look and a smile, then once he was gone, she hugged Aechon tighter, turning her head to press a soft kiss to his temple. She'd never imagined herself as the type to have any maternal inclinations, but it was quite easy to fall into the role with this boy. "Jayce is right. You need to eat. How about this.. I will make you a deal." Gently prying Aechon away from her, she pushed his hair out of his face and smiled at the little nephilim, her blue gaze filled with warmth.
"If you eat enough of your dinner tonight, and breakfast tomorrow, to satisfy both myself and Jayce, then after we have eaten, I will take you out into the forest, and we will do some exploring, and interact with the animals. Perhaps we can even persuade Jayce to come with us, and we will take a picnic and make an outing of the whole day. Would you like that?"
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2016 11:33:25 GMT -8
The boy kept his silvery eyes locked onto those of the woman, his guardian and protector. His little hands come together to settle in his lap, still trembling a bit. But his tears had begun to slow down. He manages a meager nod as he sniffles.
"I-I'll try... I'll really t-try..." he manages through his hiccups and short breaths. "I... I'd like that."
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