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Post by Fallen Nation of Esdara on Aug 31, 2016 11:38:08 GMT -8
Popular with the Zanora Riders (and the other military of Esdara) the Blade & Grace Tavern is well known for its exceptional food, even better spirits, and relaxed atmosphere. Located just off the Plaza of Aeleria, it's near unto the Zanora Rider barracks. |
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 1, 2016 14:06:19 GMT -8
Accompanied by Elizabeth Finch and St. George, Dasyra entered the tavern, her zanora going to perch on the roof with a few of the other giant eagles. No doubt the foreign woman would get many curious looks, as would the griffin, but Dasyra fended off any who sought to get too close as she made her way to the bar.
"Two mugs of your best ale, Halis, and some of those famous fried potatoes of yours." Flopping onto a stool, she turned to look at Liz with a grin.
"So.. I have to ask.. what is your friend? He looks to be part sokeli and part zanora. I've never seen anything like it before."
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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 Sept 2, 2016 2:19:15 GMT -8
He had followed her everywhere so far, but in a tavern he would not comfortably fit, at least without knocking over a significant number of patrons and tables, so Liz made him wait outside. St. George was still clad in his armor, and so she felt comfortable leaving him outside, he would not stray far.
Liz took the stool next to Dasyra and sat down, rotating so as to keep an eye on the front door.
"Zanoras are your giant eagle right? I am afraid I am unfamiliar with what a sokeli is, but my friend St. George is a griffin. They live in the mountains near my home in Isra. What is a sokeli?"
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 2, 2016 10:44:43 GMT -8
"Yes. Zanora is our word for the giant eagles who live in the mountains - they are very intelligent, and work with us as partners. Sokeli are the winged lions which are the protected animals of the Winged Blade. Very fearsome creatures. A griffin, you say? Interesting indeed." This was murmured thoughtfully as she looked toward the door, peering out the windows toward where the griffin sat. Many of the other military men and women were also peering outside, murmuring amongst themselves - those nearer to the two women heard their conversation and passed the information along. Dasyra looked back at Liz as their ale arrived, and she picked up her tankard, sipping at the spicy-sweet liquid within.
"What is this Isra like? We've thought for so long that the lands below were swallowed by Myst. There was a great rumbling many years ago, but we assumed that was Xoilun finally devouring the land." Referring to the Cataclysm, which was unknown to them, protected as they'd been by Esdar's holy power.
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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 Sept 3, 2016 5:05:10 GMT -8
"I am not certain who this Xoilun is, but the great rumbling you refer to is what we call the Cataclysm. Noone is entirely certain what caused it but it devastated and re-shaped the world below."
This Xoilun sounxed like bad news. Another entity that would try to devour the world? Loz thought after the Behemoth and Aaedan they would catch a break but perhaps not. She would have to find out more of this enemy.
"Isra is like no other city. Well nation, actually, as it is governed on its own. It is a free city, where our officials are elected by a council that is in turn elected by the people. We welcome everyone regardless of their race or beliefs so long as they intend no harm to other people. What is Esdara like?"
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 3, 2016 15:08:05 GMT -8
"Ah, my apologies. Xoilun is the demon of legend who created the Myst and drove us into the skies. Cataclysm? Interesting. We'll need to read up on the history of what we've missed these past thousand years." She sipped at her ale, and then made an excited noise when the fried potatoes were brought out. They were potatoes cut into rectangular pieces and fried, then covered with cheese and bits of what appeared to be beef, bacon, tomatoes, and onions. She gestured for Liz to partake of her ale and food as she dug into the potatoes herself, listening to what the other woman had to say about Isra.
"Isra sounds very interesting. I hope to visit it now that we're able to go out into the world.. now that we know there's a world to go out into." She chuckled at that, took another bite of potato, then washed it down with ale before responding to the question.
"It's very.. quiet. Aside from the rare attempted heretical uprising, it's peaceful. The military does staged combat drills to keep sharp, the priests keep the country running under the direction of the Blade and Crown. You should really come visit the zanora eyries sometime. It's beautiful up there. Oh, I can request permission to give you a tour of the fortress before you return home, if you like." She looked eager at that, a grin on her face.
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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 Sept 5, 2016 13:41:47 GMT -8
Liz dug in with gusto to the provided food and drink, the potatoes in particular delicious, and she made a mental note of the ingredients so as to see if she could convince Naoki to add them to the Midnight Sun's menu. She liked Dasyra already, professional but not stuck up, and enjoyed what was most likely a dazzling view from eyries, much as Liz enjoyed the view from the griffin eyries down in the Norkari Mountains.
"I would love that I think, and thank you for the food and drink. When you come down to visit Isra I should very much like to return the favor. Our two cities have a lot to learn from one another, and I shall encourage Lady Naoki to send diplomats here, and perhaps we can arrange some mutual exercises between our two forces? My forces rarely have a chance to do anything with other aerial units, and such cooperation could lead to interesting tactics."
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 5, 2016 18:14:35 GMT -8
Dasyra lit up at the notion of doing drills with an entire unit of people armored and mounted upon these griffins as Liz was. She nodded eagerly and paused in shoveling food and drink down her gullet to grin as she replied.
"That would be wonderful! I'll broach the idea to my commanding officer.. I suppose I should say tonight, if I'm to request permission to show you the eyries tomorrow." The other military people, especially the zanora riders, were clustering in close to the pair with excited expressions, and Dasyra chuckled. For the most part, they were all like-minded people, eager to explore and learn new things - especially as it came to military tactics and maneuvers. They loved what they did.
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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 Sept 6, 2016 11:39:01 GMT -8
"If it helps, you can tell your CO that the request is on behalf of the High Commodore of Isra, who commands the city-state's entire air force. I dunno if your CO is the type to appreciate that or not...oh! We seem to be out of fries, not cheese sauce though, that still coats the bottom, and now my fingers."
She had absent-mindedly stuck her hands in the basket of potato rectangles and covered her fingertips in cheese sauce and bacon grease. She makes the universal hand gesture in bars for "more, please!" A look of realization crossed her face immediately after she made the gesture, and she remembered she had no idea what kind of currency they used.
"Ummm, I don't suppose there is any way I can pay for this? What kind of currency do y'all use up here?"
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 6, 2016 12:07:51 GMT -8
"I'll definitely do that." She chuckled at Liz's reaction to finishing the potatoes, and jerked her head toward the bartender when the other woman gestured eagerly for more, indicating he should probably have the cook make a double-batch this time. Military types were known for being ravenous with both their food and their drink, and she saw Liz was no exception - Dasyra also handed over her mug for a refill of ale. Her gaze flicked back to Liz as the woman spoke, and she casually slid her a rag, so she could wipe the cheese sauce from her fingertips while Dasyra answered the question.
"No need to worry about that, I'll have it put on my tab, and you can return the favor when I come to Isra. Fair enough?" She grinned as she spoke. Yeah, she decided she liked Liz. Like-minded and with a similar temperament, it was unsurprising they'd get alone.
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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 Sept 7, 2016 12:14:17 GMT -8
"Fair enough!"
Military types were the same everywhere it would seem. Even down to those stories of opposing armies serenading each other before battle or sharing rations during sieges. It was the politicians who started the war. Men and women who had never been in the trenches...but that was a dark line of thought not befitting present company, and she presented Dasyra with a wide smile as she wiped her fingers on the rag.
"Thanks, would have hated to wipe that on my uniform, they tend to frown upon these things."
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 7, 2016 12:34:46 GMT -8
"Right? You'd think these things weren't made to get dirty or torn." Daysra's tone was painted with wry amusement as she said this. It was true, their superiors - and the politicians - acted like uniforms were just supposed to be symbolic and look nice. They didn't seem to understand that they fought in those things, too. They got dirty, grimy, bloody, ripped, and torn. The arrival of two new tankards of ale and a double-sized container of the potatoes made Dasyra grin, and then she was raising her mug to Liz.
"To new friendships between nations." The other military people in the tavern also raised their drinks with a cheer to support this toast, which made Dasyra chuckle.
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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 Sept 9, 2016 11:47:46 GMT -8
"Just one more thing for them to argue about eh?"
The arrival of the ale and the extra containers of potatoes brought a grin to her face and lit up her eyes.
"To new friendships!" She raised her mug and gestured it about to indicate she was toasting everyone in the Tavern. Hopefully, the politicians could get their heads out of their collective asses for once in their life and get Isra and Esdara to cooperate. What she saw here was enough to convince her that that was the among the best things they could do in the efforts of ensuring no great cataclysm occurred.
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 9, 2016 16:08:22 GMT -8
The roar of approval from the Esdaran military in response to Liz's return of the toast was thunderous, and Dasyra whooped excitedly before taking a healthy swig from her mug. Putting the tankard back on the bar, she grabbed a few of the potatoes and stuffed them into her mouth, then once she'd finished chewing and swallowing, leaned in toward Liz with an eager expression.
"Tell me everything about the world below."
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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 Sept 12, 2016 15:58:39 GMT -8
"Everything?" She asked through a mouthful of fried potatoes. That was quite a large task. She made a mental note to bring one of those new encyclopedias with her the next time she met with Dasyra.
"I am not certain you understand the scope of what you are asking of me. The world below is vast, and I am only familiar with a very small part of it. Perhaps my small part is bigger than most people's small part, but nonetheless, it is an insignificant fraction of what is below. Is there anything particular you wish to know?"
She couldn't keep the smile off her face, this day was turning out far better than she could have imagined given the horror of what they had fought only hours earlier. God, was that really the same day? It felt like aeons ago.
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 13, 2016 21:39:13 GMT -8
Dasyra's eyes grew wide with every word from Liz. It was so hard to believe that not only was there a world out there, but it was a big one. Full of life and cities and cultures and things she couldn't even dream of. Swallowing her mouthful of potatoes with a gulp of ale, she set her mug down with a sheepish laugh.
"Sorry. I guess 'everything' is a bit much, yeah? It's just so hard to wrap my mind around the fact that there's a big world out there and none of us know anything about it. We don't know about other nations, other cultures, what sort of fantastic creatures and places and natural wonders might exist. I want to get out there and see it all!" She flung her arms wide in an excited gesture, barely avoiding smacking a fellow airman in the head with her armor-clad hand. Said soldier grumbled at her, and Dasyra grinned, playfully sticking her tongue out at the man. Then she was looking back at Liz.
"This is all just so exciting. We've missed so much without even knowing it."
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Hypern Cynic'al
Established
Roleplay posts: 12 
Age: 27
Physical Description: Hypern Cynic'al stands at 6ft1. He is well tanned and has a slight but well built physique with dark Green eyes. His soft pure white 14Ft wings a major contrast to his well tanned and toned body. H.C is considered to be extremely Handsome and to be known to have a very cynical nature. His cynical nature though is a double edged sword, It can gain him entrance into any area with his uniquely cynical wit and charm but turn on him when he uses it against those without a sense of humor as dry as his own. He has a vicious scar in his chest where he was once pierced by a sword in the call of duty.
Clothes and Equipment: Thin scale mail adjusted not to interfere with My wings
Longsword with the twin score markings of a blade-master.
Crimson Cloak bearing the Winged Shield of the Sword and Crown marking his rank as a Viridis within the temple guard.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Sept 16, 2016 3:08:48 GMT -8
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Post by Hypern Cynic'al on Sept 16, 2016 4:14:55 GMT -8
Hypern Cynic'al, The airman in question, Slowly takes in the spectacle before him, Much as her almost hitting him annoyed him, he could not help but smile at her exuberance. With a ruffle of his wing feathers he turns himself around and approaches the ladies.
"I apologize for intruding, But as your enthusiasm has proven to extend past your own table I thought I might ask as to what has gotten you so excited?" With that he eyes the seat next to her well armored companion, "would it be ok if I joined you?" He offers a winning smile to both of them before continuing, "I find your enthusiasm intrigues me."
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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 Sept 18, 2016 14:57:58 GMT -8
Liz was just about to respond to Dasyra when the airman Dasyra had nearly hit interrupted.
"If Dasyra doesn't mind, I am just a guest here. We are excited because we both just discovered a kindred soul in lands that we didn't think existed, or still existed depending on who it is. I am Commodore Finch, from Isra, down on the surface. Who might you be?"
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Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 127
Age: 29
Physical Description: Tall and sturdy, Dasyra is a lightly muscled and curvaceous woman. Light-skinned and with strong, striking facial features, she stands out in a crowd not only for her height - taller than the average Esdaran woman at 5'9" - but for her strikingly violet hair. Said hair usually worn tamed back into a long braid that falls nearly to her knees. She has pale blue eyes that are piercing, and often filled with mirth - or determination.
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Clothes and Equipment: It's very rare to see Dasyra outside of her armor/uniform - which consists of lots of silver-edged greyish-white plate and blue fabric - but on the rare occasions it happens, she tends toward comfortable clothing in shades of blue and grey, with sturdy brown boots and fingerless blue gloves. When on duty, she carries a long halberd, and it never leaves her side while she's in her armor. She has little in the way of personal effects, and wears no jewelry. When off duty, she tends to carry a small sword and a set of daggers.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 11, 2016 12:59:25 GMT -8
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Post by Senior Wingman Dasyra Ushael on Sept 18, 2016 16:30:19 GMT -8
Dasyra looked at the winged man beside her with a slightly incredulous expression, then burst out laughing. Her audible mirth quickly faded, although the grin that had accompanied it remained.
"Where've you been, mate? Out in the uninhabited lands? The Myst is gone! There's a whole world out there waiting for us to explore! We can leave the island! And also yes, I've made a friend who's much like us - loves to fly. Smart woman, if you ask me." She tilted her mug and her head both toward Liz in a sort of informal toast, then sipped at her ale.
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Hypern Cynic'al
Established
Roleplay posts: 12
Age: 27
Physical Description: Hypern Cynic'al stands at 6ft1. He is well tanned and has a slight but well built physique with dark Green eyes. His soft pure white 14Ft wings a major contrast to his well tanned and toned body. H.C is considered to be extremely Handsome and to be known to have a very cynical nature. His cynical nature though is a double edged sword, It can gain him entrance into any area with his uniquely cynical wit and charm but turn on him when he uses it against those without a sense of humor as dry as his own. He has a vicious scar in his chest where he was once pierced by a sword in the call of duty.
Clothes and Equipment: Thin scale mail adjusted not to interfere with My wings
Longsword with the twin score markings of a blade-master.
Crimson Cloak bearing the Winged Shield of the Sword and Crown marking his rank as a Viridis within the temple guard.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Sept 16, 2016 3:08:48 GMT -8
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Post by Hypern Cynic'al on Sept 19, 2016 3:53:27 GMT -8
An excited expression flits across Hypern's face as he takes in these words. Slowly he sips from his own tankard before responding. “I am Hypern Cynic’al, a member of the temple guard.” Turning to Dasyra he returns her grin with one of his own. “As to where I have been, I have only just returned from an escort mission and have yet to receive any news of this event”
A look of deep curiosity crosses Hypern’s face as he considers this news. His eyes settling on Commadore Finch his face takes on a more serious cast as he asks her. “Would it be ok if I bothered you another time to ask some questions about your home ‘Isra’ is it? I am intrigued as to what differences there are between our lands.”
Having said that Hypern’s Smile returns, “I apologise for my intrusion and am glad to hear that our love of flying is shared by one from below, I shall leave you both in peace”
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