Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380 
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Jun 11, 2016 13:11:38 GMT -8
 A newly constructed and clean establishment, "the Dragon's Maw" is Lumbek's main source for all things alcohol. A nice Inn is built into the top floor, with various qualities and sizes of rooms. The main bar is constructed of sturdy oak, built quite simply. Behind that counter is the barkeep, a fairly tall and burly man, with an exceptionally well maintained beard. |
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Jill
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 397 
Age: 17
Physical Description: Dark brown hair and pigtails, small and faded blue tribal tattoo on her right upper arm.
Clothes and Equipment: Tribal gear of a deep purple hue, with lightly guarded forearms. Her belt hoists a small brown pack, a curled up whip, and two thin, ornate scimitars.
Player's online availability : Some during week days, and most nights 8pm+. Pacific time.
Registered: Apr 1, 2015 20:40:31 GMT -8
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Post by Jill on Jun 12, 2016 21:32:10 GMT -8
Jill had been wandering the countryside, familiarizing herself with the state she had increasingly become embedded in. Dantess had given her a good deal of knowledge in law and finances, and for the first time in her life she found herself fascinated with government. For once she had some interest in learning her own kingdom more than whatever adventure could be found outside of it.
Lumbek's growth had made it a sizable stop along the road, teeming with trade and commerce. Yet Jill only cared about one thing - indulging in some manner of festive drink.
So, it was without preamble that she strode into the tavern, or up to it anyways. Was it open yet??
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 15, 2024 17:52:10 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2016 21:12:46 GMT -8
Jill had been wandering the countryside, familiarizing herself with the state she had increasingly become embedded in. Dantess had given her a good deal of knowledge in law and finances, and for the first time in her life she found herself fascinated with government. For once she had some interest in learning her own kingdom more than whatever adventure could be found outside of it. Lumbek's growth had made it a sizable stop along the road, teeming with trade and commerce. Yet Jill only cared about one thing - indulging in some manner of festive drink. So, it was without preamble that she strode into the tavern, or up to it anyways. Was it open yet?? The tavern was indeed open, however, because of it's recent opening business was light. There was a small chatter in the air, but it was friendly for once, felt better for escaping the darkness and grim attitude of the outside. The big man behind the counter greeted Jill and gestured her to come forwards. "Oi miss, come right in and have a seat. You want anythin'?" |
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Jill
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 17
Physical Description: Dark brown hair and pigtails, small and faded blue tribal tattoo on her right upper arm.
Clothes and Equipment: Tribal gear of a deep purple hue, with lightly guarded forearms. Her belt hoists a small brown pack, a curled up whip, and two thin, ornate scimitars.
Player's online availability : Some during week days, and most nights 8pm+. Pacific time.
Registered: Apr 1, 2015 20:40:31 GMT -8
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Post by Jill on Jun 15, 2016 15:44:26 GMT -8
"Yeah!"
She seemed unnaturally cheerful, and pulled up a bar stool.
"What's your tastiest?"
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