Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44 
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Apr 8, 2018 11:21:56 GMT -8
The sun was beginning to set over Aozora, it was time for Mariah to begin hunting again. The monster stalked through the forest to just outside the checkpoint. From up in a tree she spied a pair of Ao soldiers outside of the walls, they were going to the nearby dumpster to throw out some of the garbage that had collected. They knew it was dangerous to be out at night, but it was not quite night yet, the monster usually attacked when it was darker. "Lets hurry this up, Kyary. It's getting dark. You get the Trash Devil started, I'll load it up." The soldier climbs up the ladder with the bundle of garbage while his partner begins pulling on the ripcord, it takes a few tugs to get the blades of the Trash Devil spinning. "Keep going, I'm gonna start dumping." At first the blades seem to spin fine while the garbage is being poured in, but soon there is some resistance. The soldier Kyary just pulls on the ripcord harder until it seems the blades of the Trash Devil are jammed. "Jeez, Tekashi! How much trash we got? I can't get this thing going anymore..." He yanks a few more times, and manages to get the blades spinning again, whatever was stuck must've broken. However it doesn't go smoothly for long. He takes a break and looks around to see the sky getting darker. "Tekashi? Hey I wanna get out of here, have we ground up the trash enough?" ... "Tekashi?!" The soldier gets no response so he walks around the dumpster to see what's going on, he doesn't see his comrade on top of the ladder oddly. He does see a half empty bag of garbage on the ground though... why? Kyary found it hard to believe with all that work he'd done they'd only disposed of half the sack. Where was Tekashi? The soldier had a very ominous feeling now that he was seemingly alone. There was an unusual smell in the air, it usually stank around the Trash Devils but this was different. The soldier climbs the ladder to check out the dumpster to his horror. "Uuwaahaaa! HAA!!!" Inside the dumpster was his partner, partially chopped up in the blades of the Trash Devil! Kyary jumps down from the ladder and starts running back to base screaming. He wouldn't get far though as something dropped from the trees and landed in front of him. Beneath a pile of cloth he could see something moving, a tail covered in blood snakes around and the creature starts creeping closer until he could see the terrifying visage of Mariah. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The soldier is impaled all the way through by Mariah's tail, enough so that she could leave the area dragging him with her. Screaming all the way as he's wisked away into the forest. His cries could be heard from the checkpoint and throughout the forest. Isembard may even see Mariah running by on all fours leaving a trail of blood behind her. ( Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf / Isembard ) |
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Ram Jam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65 
Age: Late 20s
Registered: Mar 28, 2016 16:41:00 GMT -8
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Post by Ram Jam on Apr 8, 2018 13:25:49 GMT -8
The cries of Kyary are heard and Ram Jam is notified. "Lieutenant sir! It's the monster! It's been spotted coming from the Trash Devil!"
"Damnit! It strikes again. Mr Valgard, will you accompany me to the scene? I've lost enough men to this thing." Ram Jam collects his gear and heads for the Trash Devil.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Apr 10, 2018 12:40:15 GMT -8
“That’s what I’m here for,” Ralf replied with a grin, eager to thrust himself into combat. He grabbed his weapons and Hirhanic shield and followed Ram Jam out of the gates and in the direction of the attack.
He drew his sword and readied his shield along the way, ready to face any threat the duo might come across.
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Isembard
Established
Roleplay posts: 19
Physical Description: A tall and well built man, he has brown hair and similarly brown eyes. His skin is fair, and he stands about 6 feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears dark colored armor with gold trim, and a pair of large holy swords too large for an average man to lift with both hands, yet he weilds one in each with ease.
Registered: Jan 29, 2018 6:36:16 GMT -8
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Post by Isembard on Apr 11, 2018 15:53:45 GMT -8
MariahWhat should have been a peaceful walk through a mellow forest was interrupted by a scream of pain, one that seemed to slowly draw closer. After the very briefest moments of consideration he leaves the path and jumps into the forest, breaking out into a sprint towards the cries of a dying man. As he draws nearer he sees a dark creature run by, with the origin of the noise impaled upon its tail and bleeding profusely. Any man would be able to tell that it was a fatal wound, and the man's time on earth was limited. The only thing left to do for him was to secure him a burial outside a monster's stomach. He draws one of his great swords, which radiates an aura of holy light, and gives chase. He doesn't bother trying to hide his presence, the full plate armor's constant clamor causing that to be nigh impossible. Although he knew it would more than likely be pointless, he nonetheless calls out to the monster with some dim hope of the impossible occurring. "Halt!"
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Grock
New
I are Grock!
Roleplay posts: 5
Physical Description: One foot tall and made of stone(s).
Clothes and Equipment: None.
Registered: Jan 6, 2018 19:45:21 GMT -8
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Post by Grock on Apr 12, 2018 17:40:31 GMT -8
Grock continued on his unknown path, his head turning side to side as he marvelled what he was approaching. Unlike many others, he had no clue that he couldn't just walk into the town, meaning he'd casually keep strolling onward as if trying to bypass the guard. That was until something caught his eye; the corner blocks of their gate. He made a quick turn and stared at the corner block for a moment before he decided to chomp down on them. The stone material crunched in his mouth as he chewed and when the sound stopped, he took another bite. With a mouth full of stone and a huge grin, pebbles fell out of his mouth as he looked to the guard and tried to talk.
"Mmmm!" He first sounded before he chose to speak, "I are Grock!"
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Ram Jam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: Late 20s
Registered: Mar 28, 2016 16:41:00 GMT -8
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Post by Ram Jam on Apr 15, 2018 12:22:53 GMT -8
They get to the Trash Devil and Ram quickly checks out the area. "Looks like they were throwing out trash before they were attacked..." He looks into the dumpster with disgust and returns to Ralf near the blood trail. "One of my men was thrown into it and got chopped up. I don't know if the other is alive, looks like a lot of blood. Let's follow it." While following the trail of blood, Ram Jam firmly grips his hammer ready to fight. When Isembard is heard, they pick up the pace to reach him. _________________________ Grock At first the guard is looking out down the road for trouble until he heard crunching very nearby. He looks down to see that Grock was eating part of the gate. "Hey! Get away from there!" The guard starts trying to shoo Grock away. |
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Apr 15, 2018 13:25:02 GMT -8
Ralf is more than happy to bring Isembard along. "Follow me," he offers, hoping to instill courage and bravery in his companions. He keeps his Hirhanic shield ready and his steel sword prepared. His eyes dart around looking for suspicious movement, his ears attuned to find unfamiliar noises. The Varan adventurer attempts to follow the trail of blood as best he can, hoping that they catch up to the monster in time. "Oi, ugly! Aye ya fat jolly wingo! Get back here you piss-belly, rubbish-ramblin', crock of shite!" The sellsword tries to get the beast's attention so it will turn and fight. |
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Apr 22, 2018 8:43:52 GMT -8
((Sorry, been busy with Playoffs.))
Mariah hears the taunts of the heroes and does a quick turn, skidding and tearing up the ground with her claws. You get your first look at the beast now, it is covered in dark scales and spines. As Ram Jam said, it looked draconic, but it's physiology looked somewhat humanoid though it was on all fours right now. Her actual body was only 6 feet in length not including her tail. A low rumble comes from inside Mariah at a frequency that could be felt vibrating your spine. This noise that she made was part of what made her so terrifying in the area she'd been hunting, most creatures were weakened just from hearing her.
The soldier is still suffering while skewered on the monster's tail which was waving around, making his wounds worse as he's jostled around. Mariah's wings began to spread which moved her torn clothing to reveal more of her transformed body, including a glowing blue claw. Mariah glances down at the claw, knowing now that there is some form of magic user among the men she begins to form a plan.
With a heavy wing beat, the Draxis launches up into the air. Branches explode and fall to the ground when she blasts through the forest canopy with the sheer force of her body. In the air, she twirls and spins to throw the soldier's body off of her tail and right into the the party.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Apr 22, 2018 9:15:12 GMT -8
Ralf comes to a halt so he can get a good look at “Mariah”. He snarls in disgust, but casts a hungry grin as he anticipates the challenge to come. It’s hard to stand by as the soldier flails around helplessly on the end of the creature’s tail, but there is naught that the party can do for him, Ralf thinks.
Ultimately, Mariah unfurls her wings and takes to the skies, hurling the body of the wounded soldier at the party. Ralf moves to intercept, raising his shield. The body slams into the Hirhanic artifact, but the momentum is absorbed into the shield and the man falls to the ground.
Ralf turns to see what direction the Draxis took off in and speeds off in pursuit, “let’s go!”
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Isembard
Established
Roleplay posts: 19
Physical Description: A tall and well built man, he has brown hair and similarly brown eyes. His skin is fair, and he stands about 6 feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears dark colored armor with gold trim, and a pair of large holy swords too large for an average man to lift with both hands, yet he weilds one in each with ease.
Registered: Jan 29, 2018 6:36:16 GMT -8
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Post by Isembard on Apr 23, 2018 19:21:21 GMT -8
MariahSeeing that Ralf had taken care of the injured guard, Isembard steps to the front of the small party of men. He brandishes the broadsword in one hand, beckoning with the other. “I hear that dragons are quite formidable and can be rather intelligent for beasts, with some even being able to speak. If you can understand what I say, tell me your name so I can remember the first dragon I’ve slayed. If you can’t...” He pauses to consider what to say to a possibly unintelligent beast, who couldn’t respond nor understand what he’s saying. If that were the case, it’d make him look like quite the fool, and a pained smile broke out underneath his helm. “Ah... Then accept your fate quickly.”
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Ram Jam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: Late 20s
Registered: Mar 28, 2016 16:41:00 GMT -8
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Post by Ram Jam on Apr 28, 2018 16:06:02 GMT -8
Ram Jam would be the one to prepare a ranged attack, starting off by going to the fallen soldier and picking up his helmet. He channels his magic into the helmet and begins warping the metal, crushing the helmet with his magnetic power into a projectile that now hovered in the air. While the metal continued compressing into a perfect sphere, Ram Jam takes his hammer and begins to take aim to strike the projectile like a baseball.
-BONG-
The metal ball rockets through the air toward the flying beast at a great speed. Ram Jam focuses his attention on the ball so that he can try to guide it with his power.
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Apr 30, 2018 18:28:36 GMT -8
Mariah's fused blade glows brighter and she identifies Ram Jam as a magic user, the blade was thirsty for mana just as much as she was thirsty for blood. Since she was watching Ram Jam she was alert to the potential danger of what he was doing. Mariah's brain was also deteriorated though from what it used to be so has a lowered attention span and because of that she starts to notice Isembard and Ralf more, and since they are closer she goes for them first. The Draxis screams and dives back down, closing her wings and making herself spin again to increase her impact damage.
The metal ball hits her but doesn't stop her from continuing. The attack actually knocks off a piece of her hardened exterior which would land in the grass. The ball wouldn't embed into her body but bounce off her and continue flying.
Mariah's trajectory would have her aimed between Ralf and Isembard, going for an area of effect attack to potentially harm both of them with her rigid body parts.
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Isembard
Established
Roleplay posts: 19
Physical Description: A tall and well built man, he has brown hair and similarly brown eyes. His skin is fair, and he stands about 6 feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears dark colored armor with gold trim, and a pair of large holy swords too large for an average man to lift with both hands, yet he weilds one in each with ease.
Registered: Jan 29, 2018 6:36:16 GMT -8
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Post by Isembard on May 5, 2018 7:08:47 GMT -8
Isembard leapt into action as the dragon began her descent towards Ralf and himself. He dashes towards the dragon's estimated landing location and brought his holy sword around to point towards the beast, holding it tightly in both hands. He firmly plants his feet bracing for the impact to come. This was a risky for sure, as he has no way of knowing how tough the dragon's hide is or whether he would truly be strong enough to withstand the force of the incoming blow, and the slightest mistake might leave him and the others behind him open to attack. There wasn't much time to think it over though, and so Isembard stood there ready to skewer the dragon upon his sword.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on May 7, 2018 12:09:59 GMT -8
Ralf caught sight of Mariah’s missing part, and contemplated an attack there - a dangerous attempt. But Isembard, having stepped ahead of the group, was already preparing to skewer the dragon. One ally was playing offense, the other in a support role, and so Ralf needed to play defense. Sheathing his blade, Ralf came up behind Isembard, wrapping his left arm around the man’s abdomen so that his Hirhanic shield was in front of him. The purpose of this was to first shield the two men against the Draxis’ plunging assault, and whatever body parts may threaten them. Second, the nigh-indestructible shield would absorb much of the kinetic energy that Isembard would have otherwise taken the full brunt of. In moving to assume this position, Ralf would shout to Ram Jam “Go!” hoping he would move out of the way. |
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Ram Jam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: Late 20s
Registered: Mar 28, 2016 16:41:00 GMT -8
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Post by Ram Jam on May 8, 2018 14:12:46 GMT -8
"HMN!" Ram Jam ran to the right to get out of the way while holding his hammer out to pull the projectile back towards him. While running he looked for a new angle to attack. He hoped his brave new allies would survive, whether they did or not Ram Jam needed to take down this monster.
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The metal sphere hurtled toward Ram Jam and had almost returned, being magnetically pulled toward the hammer. It currently wasn't an opportune moment to strike, so he would send the sphere straight up into the air in preparation for the next move.
His moment would come when Mariah collides with Ralf and Isembard, he would run forward to strike with an overhead slam! Ram's warhammer smashes down on one of Mariah's wings with the intent to cripple her flying. The area stricken by the hammer is magnetized with the opposite polarity from the metal sphere above, from then on the sphere would seek the newly magnetized point with all the velocity it had gathered from hurtling through the sky.
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on May 8, 2018 15:06:16 GMT -8
Mariah recklessly continues to fly forward into the humans, stopping when she hits the Hirhanic Shield of Ralf Valgard. Isembard's sword was sticking into Mariah's thick hide, wedged between plates of her armored skin. Mariah attempted to move closer so she could attack, but the sword stopped at bone and it kept her at bay. She opens her mouth and still tries to reach for Isembard, the best she could do was lick his helmet. "HAAA!!!! HEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" She screamd with rage and reached for the sword with one of her arms and starts pushing it and moving her muscles so that the blade could be guided around the bone it was stuck on. Blood gushed from the wound and the pain enraged her further, but the sword was now starting to slide through again meaning Mariah could inch her way closer. With her other arm she reached for the Hirhanic Shield to try to move it out of the way of her prey. You would be able to get a close look at the glowing dagger attached to Mariah's arm which gave off a strange heat, up close like this you actually can tell it is a foreign object and not an actual part of her body. His moment would come when Mariah collides with Ralf and Isembard, he would run forward to strike with an overhead slam! Ram's warhammer smashes down on one of Mariah's wings with the intent to cripple her flying. The area stricken by the hammer is magnetized with the opposite polarity from the metal sphere above, from then on the sphere would seek the newly magnetized point with all the velocity it had gathered from hurtling through the sky. -CRACK- "HEEAuuaah?!" Mariah shrieks in shock as her wing is dislocated, she tilts her head to the side to look at him. Something goes off in Mariah's head and her eyes start looking less wild but were now filled with hatred. Mariah's deadly tail whips around before her senses come to her and she steadies it, aiming to take Ram Jam out for damaging her mobility. The monster then speaks for the first time in the encounter. "I should have taken you out first, I never listen to myself anymore though." Mariah's tail now moves back to strike like a viper, "NOW DIE HUMAN!" |
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on May 9, 2018 12:31:49 GMT -8
Ralf is relieved that Isembard’s attack was successful. His bravery and capability had earned the Varan’s respect. The tandem approach - with offense, defense, and support acting as one - seemed successful, to Ralf’s pleasure - despite it being improvised.
Ram Jam had crushed one of Mariah’s wings and crippled her flying ability. Isembard had managed to wound her, and so she was now at a disadvantage. But then Ralf eyed the dagger sticking out of the creature.
Like a splinter in a lion’s claw.
The Varan sellsword quickly ducked and rolled forward to the dagger, reaching out with his right hand to pull it free from the wound, and continued to roll out of harm’s way - turning to see what Mariah’s reaction was.
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Isembard
Established
Roleplay posts: 19
Physical Description: A tall and well built man, he has brown hair and similarly brown eyes. His skin is fair, and he stands about 6 feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears dark colored armor with gold trim, and a pair of large holy swords too large for an average man to lift with both hands, yet he weilds one in each with ease.
Registered: Jan 29, 2018 6:36:16 GMT -8
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Post by Isembard on May 12, 2018 9:35:53 GMT -8
Isembard thrusts the sword further in and twists it once the creature is struck by it, bravely ignoring the fact that the jaws of death is not much more a couple inches away. He stared down the draconic creature in front of him, only held back by the shield of Ralf Valgard and the sword in it's thigh.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Ram Jam make his move, and watches as the monster looks away from Isembard. Internally he gave a small chuckle, for there are very few things more foolish than looking away from the opponent in front of you in battle. A quick glance at the situation told Isembard that Ralf would likely be safe for the moment, and so he drew his other greatsword and rushed to Ram Jam's aid. He attempts to slice trough the tail as it flew by him. "Remember who your opponent is, creature!" He yells attempting to draw the monster's attention back to himself.
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on May 15, 2018 13:51:02 GMT -8
Mariah's tail is intercepted but isn't sliced through, instead, it wraps around the sword and tugs at it. Ram jam is safe for now and Mariah was still pissed off and screaming from the blade stuck in her leg. Grabbing at the dagger would be difficult since flesh had grown over the handle and hilt, you would have to grab the blade that is sticking out. The flesh around the dagger is not armoured, so it's possible to cut the ligaments to remove it. Mariah can feel if the dagger is being fiddled with though and she's protective of her prized weapon from her life as an assassin. If Ralf was still going to try to take it she would flex her arm muscles to activate it, a blue beam would fire from the dagger that if hit by would burn like hell in a way you've never experienced. It doesn't necessarily hurt more, it just feels different from a normal burn. While struggling with Isembard and Ralf, she couldn't move out of the way of the metal sphere falling from the sky. The sphere impacts with Mariah's make and smashes through her weakened armour with a loud cracking of bone and squelching of blood. With the hit Mariah collapses onto the ground and lets out a harsh gasp that interrupted her wild screaming, and coughs up oddly coloured blood. The metal ball is now embedded in her back, pieces of her ribcage were snapped by it and had impaled her insides (which is why she's coughing blood). She was now massively crippled but still alive and dangerous. Her claws dig into the ground and try to lift herself up but she feels so heavy all of a sudden... She knew she was cornered and close to death now, could she still try to take someone out? She knew she still had charge left in the dagger for another Mana Burn attack. The monster still resisted and continued to wrestle with Isembard, pulling at the sword with her tail. |
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on May 16, 2018 11:28:07 GMT -8
Ralf had attempted such a quick retrieval of the dagger that he was unable to pull it out. “Damn!” he cursed himself, turning and posturing back up. So far Isembard had handled the situation well and looked to slay the beast; for a moment Ralf thought he’d at least be able to calm the creature down and maybe spare it by removing the dagger, to no avail.
Ram Jam’s attack had crippled Mariah immensely. Such was the power of the blow that ribs and organs were cracked and bruised. Ralf, having positioned himself behind Mariah, plunged the tip of his sword into a gap of Mariah’s armor; with her tail currently occupied with Isembard, he hoped this was a safe maneuver.
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