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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Aug 7, 2016 17:27:28 GMT -8
Located deep within the heart of the Shaded Valley, the Sky Portal is the sole point of access from the lands below up to the island nation of Esdara. The powers of the god Esdar prevent magical teleportation into or out of the nation, so any who can't fly yet are seeking to access the islands must go through this portal. A magical pillar adorned with an intricate spiral staircase made of unknown metal and crowned by an archway comprised of the same, stepping through this portal will transport the individual in question up to the island, where they will emerge from the Door to the Lowlands. (All who intend to enter Esdara must post at this thread unless they can fly. Those who can fly may also use this portal but otherwise should go to one of the four border fortress threads within the Island of Esdara sub-board.) |
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323 
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Aug 9, 2016 19:51:12 GMT -8
Va'nei soared in toward the portal, which she could see was comprised entirely of that strange metal, and was no more than a large spiraling staircase leading up to the archway itself. Where did it lead, she wondered? Her draconic form shrank as she neared the door, leaving her to alight easily upon the stairs just in front of the door in her human form, looking up at it with blatant fascination. The magic that resonated from it was unfamiliar to her. Ancient.
"Most intriguing." This was murmured to herself, before she turned to look and see who else had come to investigate the portal.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Aug 10, 2016 3:48:53 GMT -8
Liz alighted on to the pillar, not far from where the Earthwarden had landed. The platform barely had enough room for her griffin, and the rest of her men circled the portal. Since she wasn't going in alone, she waved them off, it would make getting in and out that much easier. She offered a salute to the Earthwarden but otherwise kept silent, unsure of how to address the dragon.
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Spero
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 111 
Age: Eternal
Physical Description: Roughly 6'2 with a 14' foot wing span. He has straight black hair that runs to mid back. His eyes are a bright shining silver, that occasionally flashes gold. He is as handsome as you would think an angel would be, though instead of the soft features his are rugged. He almost always has friendly, inviting, smile that puts others at ease.
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Clothes and Equipment: Set of holy silver armor inlaid with gold. Holy spear, holy bow with quiver of holy arrows. A simple set of traveling clothes, and a back pack in which he stores his gear.
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Registered: Jan 29, 2016 14:24:06 GMT -8
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Post by Spero on Aug 10, 2016 6:49:57 GMT -8
Spero landed shortly after the Griffin riDer and the dragon. The impossibly handsome angel gives them both a dazzling Ile and a friendly. His eyes then turn to the portal examining it curiously.
"So comrades, what do you think this is?"
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Urist Ranulfin
Committed
'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
Registered: Jul 9, 2016 13:07:48 GMT -8
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Aug 11, 2016 4:05:52 GMT -8
Urist stomped up the spiral staircase, nodding to the gits around him. As he walked he once again began to wind the reel of his hook, this time hoping he would go against something man sized so that they would be helpless against his vicious trump card. He would hold his hook in his left hand, hand-axe in the other, and barge in through the portal. "Hope we've got a fight coming!" He would shout,as he moved in ready to give a good kicking. |
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Aug 11, 2016 10:17:53 GMT -8
Jun was somewhat weary of crazy encounters, but she figured she might as well investigate. Although she and Blackbean could fly, she decided to follow along with everyone else. The creature landed with a floof and Jun hopped off. With a wave of her hand, Blackbean returned to the size of a normal crow. Gripping Resonance tightly, she carefully stepped into the portal.
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Asadobres
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 30
Physical Description: A young dragon by all means. Coated in silver scales with claws and horns that look like obsidian. Small frame to be faster and more agile in the air but weaker physically. Her wings when spread are saphiric blue.
Her humanoid form looks like a young elf girl, with white hair and blue eyes. It took time and a lot of practice but her humanoid guise is finally perfected.
Clothes and Equipment: A saddle made by leiron out of many different kinds of leathers. It was well designed through trial and error. She accepts the extra quivers and saddle bags, the weight will make her faster and stronger should they be removed.
In her human form she often wears a light cloth dress that Leiron makes her wear, though she doesn't understand why.
Registered: Jun 30, 2015 19:46:52 GMT -8
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Post by Asadobres on Aug 12, 2016 19:51:30 GMT -8
Asadobres helped Leiron to the portal. Sometimes she wanted to remove the elf's curiosity for these things. He should be resting after the blow he took. Alas she knew better than to object. Besides if some form of battle awaited on the other side she would get him out, regardless of his protests.
She helped the elf through the portal, entering it herself as she did so.
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Aug 12, 2016 19:57:18 GMT -8
"Ah, so you are all here. Wonderful. Glad to see your rider is unharmed." This was said to Asadobres as the other female dragon made her appearance with her rider, but then the Earthwarden blinked as they just moved right on through the portal. Then she chuckled as Jun did the same. Well then!
"No time like the present, I suppose!" With that, Va'nei stepped through the shimmering blue surface of the portal's interior, to places unknown.
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Yoxia Hiro
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 22
Physical Description: Hiro is a young man who stands of average stature with a straight back and a smile on his face. His complexion is rather pale and he has a staggeringly low amount of body fat, instead being built exclusively of a tremendously well-defined musculature despite not being large. Hiro's hair is dark and kept quite short in all areas except the very back, where a few inches width of hair has been allowed to grow right down to his hips.
Hiro's face has a softly triangular shape, with a straight nose and a narrow chin. His eyes are dark brown, with straight and prominent eyebrows above them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Hiro tends to wear attire fit for travelling, with leather boots, wrist bracers and pants resembling a martial artist's gi. His upper body is covered by a waist-length, kimono-like shirt in white; held closed by one side wrapped over the other at halfway down the chest; which is then kept in place by a wide, slightly darker sash wrapped around the waist and tied in position so that it falls down to his left knee. His shirt has a tall collar, over which hang various trinkets fastened to several separate leather strings.
Around his waist is a leather belt from which he hangs pouches and other personal items including throwing knives and a dark purple cloth that falls to just above his right knee. Above this belt a decorative red-orange rope is similarly wrapped, which also keeps secured the sash that holds in place his shirt.
Finally a leather strap worn from above one arm to below the other keeps a scabbard fastened to his back, in which he holds a long straight sword made in a far-east style.
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Player's online availability : Sometimes.
Registered: Oct 2, 2016 6:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Yoxia Hiro on Oct 3, 2016 12:27:01 GMT -8
Climbing up to the top of the stairs, Hiro looked upon the portal door and reached out a hand with the goal of touching it with the very tips of his finger. Upon confirming it probably wouldn't harm him, he took in a deep breath and stepped through.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 9, 2016 19:18:13 GMT -8
Roy looked up at the massive, gleaming portal in awe before stepping through with Vera of the Celadine. What could a floating sky island possibly be like? He didn't know, and was curious to find out. |
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Oct 11, 2016 9:50:50 GMT -8
Vera didn't really pause to wait for Roy, she was excited to see the floating island and all but ran up to the portal.
"Come on Roy! Let's go!"
<Exit>
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Ryden Greyiron
Dedicated
Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
Registered: Apr 30, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -8
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Oct 12, 2016 20:56:45 GMT -8
Ryden and his entourage rode through the Shaded Valley unaccosfed, before eventually arriving at the Sky Portal. Together, they dismounted and tied their horses around a tree-trunk, ensuring that the horses had access to grass and water. One of the guards who dabbled in magic bound the ropes to the tree, ensuring that nobody would take them, before the party climbed the great stairs and stepped through the portal, ascending to the floating nation of Esdara.
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Althalos of Astora
New
Steadfast and ready to help those in need.
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 30
Physical Description: A well statured man, Althalos stands at just over 6'4 and has a sturdy build, having devoted much of his life to the study of martial weapons. His eyes are a stark blue color, his face is well defined and lined with stubble. He has a scar across his left cheek and well tanned, unblemished skin.
Clothes and Equipment: Althalos dons a set of heavy steel plate armor painted white with golden bordering. He also carries a steel shield and longsword both with his order's crest worked into the metal, the symbol of the sun. it is said to be a ward that protects Althalos from harm, hence why he wears it upon his chest. It is left up to belief whether or not the ward is successful, but Althalos is steadfast in his beliefs.
Player's online availability : Mon-Friday: 10am-11pm Saturday: 12pm-12am Sunday: N/A
Registered: Jan 23, 2017 12:40:32 GMT -8
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Post by Althalos of Astora on Jan 23, 2017 20:12:15 GMT -8
Althalos had heard clamoring rumors of the so called skyportal located deep within the shaded Valley, which in truth, was a place of unparalleled beauty. Althalos had brushed the whispers aside as what they seemed to be, rumors, until a loyal informant of his relayed the news that the rumors were indeed true. Such a legendary sight he had to bear witness to. After traveling through the beauty of the shaded Valley, taking much longer than intended due to the scape he awed at. He finnaly reached the colossal gate made of metal he had never before seen, he gazed up at the vortex with a calm mind and a small smile finding its way onto his face. Though he could fly for a short distance, he would have never been able to travel such a length without the grand portal. Before passing through, he knelt on the stone and gave a short prayer, gathering all the daylight that he could muster within his vessel. He then charged ahead into the gateway, his greaves making quite the commotion against the rock as he sprinted ahead.
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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Jan 24, 2017 10:12:58 GMT -8
Althalos would find the gate unguarded and a peaceful feeling about the structure. His passage would be unimpeded as he would find himself transported up to the island above and reappearing at the Door to the Lowlands. |
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Fenrir Skargard
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 29
Physical Description: Fenrir is a large Arctic Werewolf, with fur as white as the snow that plagues his habitat. His paws and muzzle are stained a slight pinkish color from the bloody nature of his food, primarily Caribou and Mountain Seal. His yellow eyes are predatory, and would be terrifying to see in the darkness of a cave or blizzard. He stands roughly 7ft tall, and weighs nearly 300lbs. His fur, claws, and teeth are immaculately well-maintained, as the Wolf believes that keeping oneself clean is foremost in respecting another, for if you do not respect yourself, you cannot respect others.
Clothes and Equipment: He wields the mighty sword White Fang, a Frost-Enchanted Sword he took from the lifeless corpse of a White Witch whom had promised him the sword, then tried to kill him with. The sword, imbued with the blood of the witch, gives him abilities similar to hers, mainly focusing on cold and frost related abilities. His legs are covered by plate armor, and his left arm is covered in a gauntlet with fingers ending in wicked looking claws. The gauntlet is inscribed with more Frost Runes, giving it similar, albeit less powerful, abilities to White Fang.
Registered: May 30, 2016 8:38:38 GMT -8
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Post by Fenrir Skargard on Feb 24, 2017 6:19:33 GMT -8
Fenrir traipsed his way to the gate that supposedly led to this nation in the sky. With his exile, he had decided to travel as much as he could, having spent most of his time in lands now claimed by Isra. A floating city of flying elves sounded like it would be worth checking out, and highly unlikely to persecute someone for being out of the norm. If nobody was there to question him, he would proceed inside the gate once he got to it.
<Exit if gate is unguarded>
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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Feb 24, 2017 10:11:28 GMT -8
This side of the portal was unguarded, and so Fenrir would be permitted to proceed through the Sky Portal unhindered. However he would find guards on the other side, at the Door to the Lowlands. |
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