Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Jun 17, 2016 10:01:55 GMT -8
The Harbor encompasses much of the bay of Sakand, and is the city's main avenue to the foreign world. Land routes are notoriously treacherous, and recent expansions have been made to accommodate a growing level of trade.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jun 25, 2016 23:33:41 GMT -8
Tyrus Sephiran came in on a boat from up north. It had been a while since he'd been this far south and he did enjoy the weather. Tyrus was coming here for a much needed vacation, after all the stress he's been going through. He wore different attire from usual, still looking gentlemanly but with some leather armor adorning his outfit. He carried his belongings for this trip in a sack and his rapier and dagger were each strapped to his side. When looking for a place to go for vacation, Tyrus was please to hear that Sakand's border had opened up, where previously nobody was being let through Goraia's territory.
Once the ship docks, Tyrus walks across the gangplank and looks around the harbor, his first glimpse at the City of Sakand.
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Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Jun 27, 2016 14:10:31 GMT -8
Stepping off the ship and onto the dock, he'd probably feel a slight sense of unease, as he'd be accustomed to the rocking of the sea. The hard stone beneath his boots might be slightly disorienting at first. As his sense of balance would stabilize, Tyrus would be greeted with the vibrant sights and smells of Sakand. Here, it was very warm, and the people wore loose colored silks and sandals. Fishermen, many without shirts on, seemed to spend much of their day here on the harbor bringing in fresh catch from the shallow, glittering bay in which tens of tiny fishing boats bobbed with the waves. The city itself was absolutely gorgeous, magnificent structures of domes and spires decorated in opulent tile and lush terraced gardens, a small plaza featuring an immaculate row of palms as the nearest gateway into the city proper from the waterfront.
Despite the recent lifting of martial law, the opening of the harbor, and the unique variation in the peoples' skin tones (and in many cases, race or species), all the people seemed immersed in a single overarching culture. Tyrus would be hard pressed to find another dressed like him in these distant lands, though thankfully all spoke the same language.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jun 28, 2016 13:33:22 GMT -8
Tyrus feels a little a little dizzy as he steps onto the dock. "Ah, I need to get my land legs back." He looks around and sees the attire and appearance of the locals, it was quite different from home. Tyrus enjoyed experiencing the cultures of other nations and wondered what sort of wonders he would encounter on his vacation. After observing the docks for a while, Tyrus would begin to travel into the the city through the crowds. He'd head for the Bazaar to see what sort of wares were available. <exit to Central Bazaar>
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:47:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 19:05:00 GMT -8
A slightly above medium sized airship would approach the Harbour. The Trader was somewhat over optimistic and assumed that there would be some dedicated docks for his airship, or at least clear means to get off of it and onto land. It would go quite low before dropping off an armoured Dwarf, who bounced a few times on the street and made sparks all over. Finally getting up and clutching his head, the Dwarf called out to the people in general. "Who here's the biggest of nobs?"
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Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Aug 2, 2016 9:39:15 GMT -8
The airship was clearly not a phenomenon seen everyday. People stopped in their daily tasks to stare cautiously, and kept their distance as it landed in what had to be a wide open plaza affixed to the far end of the docks.
The dwarf that exited seemed to speak the same language, though few if any were sure what a 'nob' was. And so as he asked his question of the crowd that had circled his landing, a shirtless man in silky trousers stepped forward.
"Not sure what a nob is but..." He gazed around. Not sure what else to say, he stated the obvious. "We're all bigger than you, sir."
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:47:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2016 7:32:35 GMT -8
Taking off his helmet and wiping sweat off of his forehead the Dwarf groaned. He knew foreigners were gits but this was something new. Surely anyone knew what a nob was, especially in a rich place full of them. "A leader, an important person, you got one or are you one of the silly groups what think everything should be given out and controlled equally? We got a lot of stuff to sell and even more we wants to buy. Them buggers back on the ship is shouting for me and for my sake do not keep them waiting."
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Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Aug 15, 2016 15:36:56 GMT -8
"Very well! You'd best follow me, quickly!"
The man had no intention of subjecting Matvey Krupp to the unchecked wrath of his own crew. He beckoned the visitor to follow, as he led him into the next plaza. They'd have a little bit of a walk to get to the palace.
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Korin-Ailden
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Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 19, 2016 15:22:29 GMT -8
No ship proceeded his visit, nor any airship - Instead, a loud "popping" noise was all that was heard, a rush of black smoke filling a small area - Once it begun to a settle, a man, swathed in black, with deep crimson eyes, and a smirk appeared. A massive sword hanging from his back, the tip literally centimeters from the ground itself. His right hand slowly came up, before resting on the hilt of a short sword protruding from the robes.
"Reminds me of.... Home.."
The man stood in place a second, no doubt awaiting the arrival of guard or something, rarely had he ever entered a city without some sort of check point or look out station.
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Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Aug 19, 2016 17:56:14 GMT -8
No ship proceeded his visit, nor any airship - Instead, a loud "popping" noise was all that was heard, a rush of black smoke filling a small area - Once it begun to a settle, a man, swathed in black, with deep crimson eyes, and a smirk appeared. A massive sword hanging from his back, the tip literally centimeters from the ground itself. His right hand slowly came up, before resting on the hilt of a short sword protruding from the robes. "Reminds me of.... Home.." The man stood in place a second, no doubt awaiting the arrival of guard or something, rarely had he ever entered a city without some sort of check point or look out station. Some gasped, some looked in awe, as the fairly crowded plaza cleared a circle around the shadowy smoke that enveloped a new visitor. Magic was not uncommon here, and neither were such sights, but still infrequent enough in public venues to make a surprise. No guards came after him, however.| He arrived in a lavish plaza. To his left and his right were opulent avenues leading deeper into the city. Behind him was the harbor, near enough to where he could hear the waves lapping up onto the man-made seawall. In front of him was a giant terraced structure separated by canals, boasting many levels of gardens and bridges to other structures and pavilions.
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Korin-Ailden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 19, 2016 18:22:59 GMT -8
Korin gave a glimpse around the city, watching as strangers either looked or gawked, it was of little matter though. His target was not here. He closed his eyes a moment, bri gong his hand up to touch the massive hilt of the giant black blade hanging off his back.
"We are close, though, yes?"
Was he... Talking to his weapon? Well that also didn't matter. First he looked left and right, gazing in each direction thoughtfully. As if searching for something. He heard the waves behind him, the hustle and bustle of a harbor? Perhaps, he did not turn to look. His looked up slightly, instead, using his free hand to shield his eyes from the sun, gazing at the massive structure before him.
"If I remember right, he was always overly opulent. But it's been at least a decade.... No matter, a place to start."
With a smile, the man hefted his shoulders, and begun his journey to the massive structure of canals and floating gardens that laid before him.
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a fairy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Age: ?
Physical Description: A tiny male fairy who emits a purple glow.
Clothes and Equipment: Were one to examine closely past the strong glow, the fairy would be wearing a leafy purple outfit.
Player's online availability : ?
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 12:24:02 GMT -8
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Post by a fairy on Aug 19, 2016 19:01:35 GMT -8
Korin crosses the bridge over the canal of crystal clear water, and onto the first level of the temple. At the highest level, Korin could make out flying sparkles of various colors, almost akin to magical insects... tiny fairies, one of which landed on Korin's shoulder. This one was purple, and glowed amicably for its free ride alongside him.
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Korin-Ailden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 20, 2016 5:21:50 GMT -8
Korin stopped, and his crimson gaze slowly shifted to the purple ball on his shoulder - Well, this was indeed... interesting. He frowned a moment, before shrugging weakly.
"Don't suppose you know who I'm looking for, fairie creature?"
He asked, more to himself then the actual insect. Again, his eyes swept over the place before him, would he be here? No, most likely not, but if he were to go inside of it, perhaps cause some commotion... He would indeed show up.
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a fairy
Established
Roleplay posts: 45
Age: ?
Physical Description: A tiny male fairy who emits a purple glow.
Clothes and Equipment: Were one to examine closely past the strong glow, the fairy would be wearing a leafy purple outfit.
Player's online availability : ?
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 12:24:02 GMT -8
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Post by a fairy on Aug 20, 2016 8:29:44 GMT -8
The tiny sphere of light, emitted by the form of a dimunitive winged man, jiggled left and right with an audible twinkle, as though to say 'no.' Fairies continued flying into and out of the highest level atop the terraced structure, as though there were something there which caused them to gravitate towards that location. A gentle breeze passed through the wide avenue, carrying with it the smell of exotic spices and cooking.
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Korin-Ailden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 20, 2016 8:35:20 GMT -8
"Eh, kind of figured."
Ailden sighed to himself, almost resolved to give up - His eyes following the crowds of fairies as they headed toward the incoming smells of spices and what not, before raising his eyebrow. He was hungry, after all - And he really had no clue where to start.
"Well, guess I better head the other way toward the food for now then..."
At that Korin turned, and begun heading after the fairies. For once taking cues from magical candles.
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Sakand
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Roleplay posts: 21
Registered: Sept 1, 2015 12:05:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sakand on Aug 20, 2016 9:14:32 GMT -8
The smell of the food came from a curry stand just down the avenue. Should he go to get something to eat, he'd be able to taste a sample before purchasing. The taste was spicy, exotic, rich and creamy, with generous hunks of grilled lamb meat and sprinkled with cilantro. For most who did not mind spicy, it would be very delicious and satisfying, and should hold off hunger easily until the next meal.
Should he follow the fairies, he'd end up climbing the steps to the large, terraced structure...
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Korin-Ailden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 20, 2016 9:21:31 GMT -8
So Follow the Fairies he did - He could survive, and there was something curious about them, and the structure they all floated around. He took a breath, again hefting his shoulders - The massive blade on his back obviously causing him trouble. It had to be taken up there, or at least... he hoped.
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Karath Durson
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 168
Age: 27
Registered: Oct 27, 2015 20:59:28 GMT -8
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Post by Karath Durson on Aug 20, 2016 23:21:59 GMT -8
Back at the harbor again, finally setting foot off the deck of the Mulleres, Karath breathed in a waft of the fresh sea air. Sakand... it had been a long time. He made his way past a congregation of people and an airship, through the intersection of a large avenue, and up the stairs of the terraced building. The smell of freshly cut ginger and cooking turmeric brought waves of nostalgia.
"I believe they call this the Temple of the Fairies," he said, having slowly caught up to Korin part way up the structure at a casually brisk climb. Knowing he was a foreigner, Karath had questions of his own.
"That weapon of yours. On your shoulder. What... is it?"
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Korin-Ailden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 25
Physical Description: Korin Ailden is swathed in black robes, and a has a headband wrapped around his head, with a metal plate along the side of it, a strange apon it.
Clothes and Equipment: Underneath his black robes he wears a simple black tunic and baggy black trousers, a massive, six foot in length sword hanging from his back, and a short sword on his hip.
Registered: Aug 19, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
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Post by Korin-Ailden on Aug 21, 2016 0:16:26 GMT -8
Korin's thoughts were shifting. In and out, as if lost in a trance. He followed the many Fairies as if second handedly, when a voice interrupted his thoughts. Temple if the Fairies, had it said? What an interesting name.... He slowly pulled away from his inner thoughts, as the voice asked about.... The sword.
"It is..."
Korin stopped, and finally turned his head too look over his shoulder, at the man who spoke. Was he it? This wasn't him. Korin turned away, lowering his head a moment.
"This sword... Has ended empires. Created empires. Ended lives, caused mass Destruction. What is it, you ask? It is a vile thing, a creature that thrives on mortals, and entraps them forever. And..."
Korin finally looked up again, back too the temple.
"It seeks it's Master."
Well, that was cryptic. Korin did not elaborate, nor did he introduce himself or make any other motions toward the, he just stared, blankly, at the Temple, speaking softly.
"And he is here... Somewhere, in this Dark Land.."
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Karath Durson
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 168
Age: 27
Registered: Oct 27, 2015 20:59:28 GMT -8
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Post by Karath Durson on Aug 21, 2016 9:44:30 GMT -8
"Its master? Who's that?" He hardly thought such a master would be in the Fairy Temple. He figured, as a foreigner, Korin might be lost.
"I might be able to help it find its master... but, you're sure there's no other like it?"
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