Usque Story
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Post by Usque Story on Oct 20, 2016 9:50:41 GMT -8
 Please click play to set the mood.A system of caves that runs beneath the Usque, used as escape routes and such in bygone days. This system is not very well known as it is a closely guarded secret passed from guardian to guardian. Some paths take travelers to the coasts, more commonly the west coast in the Medani-Goraian region. These caves are not for the faint of heart and are filled with various monsters and ground dwelling creatures like gnomes, dwarves, drow, giant spiders, and general creepy crawlies. You run many a risk taking the caves as a route... Be sure you are well prepared to face monsters, traps, and possible death. You will be in the system for days if you proceed. There are plenty of dead ends, secret rooms, and the like. It helps to have someone with you who knows the route to get to where you are going... On top of creature set traps, there are things like weak spots in land bridges that will send an individual plummeting to their death. Just like the forest above, one must be wary of the beauty, for it is not all as it seems. The overall atmosphere of this place is more unsettling than the forest, for there is more darkness than light. Do you have it in you to make it through the underbelly of the Usque? |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2016 20:40:51 GMT -8
Entering the caves would bring the hairs up on the arms of those in the group, most likely. It was eerily silent of dripping condensation, and Feruzia felt on edge almost immediately. She hadn't been in the caves in quite sometime, but the route to the coast was branded into her memory like a well laid map. She led the group through a narrow passage that widened into something of a large chamber. There was a glow about the place she extinguished the torch to reserve for another time...
They would have no sense of time, for they had no access to the world above for the time being. Things were uneventful for a long while, perhaps, or was it a short while? If any of the men and women in the group (npc and pc alike) they might notice that pulling out a compass did no good either.
They finally came to a fork, she guided them toward the left, for the right would circle and bend toward the northeast when they needed to go west.
eUTT0X|31-24 hours passed before they stopped for rest.
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Kaylie Imrahil
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Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Oct 30, 2016 7:56:15 GMT -8
This was unlike any cave or cavern Kaylie had ever been in, and it made her a bit nervous. Gods only knew what kind of terrifying creatures lived down here. Kaylie had one of her fire arrows nocked to her bow as she followed Feruzia through the caverns, Eloria's rather upbeat manner not provoking much response from the taciturn Sun Marshal.
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Eloria Tyrins
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Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Registered: Mar 2, 2016 16:19:36 GMT -8
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 1, 2016 7:59:27 GMT -8
Eloria continued to hover along atop her broom, and as she looked around the strange place, she made sure that she began gathering mana within her tiny body. No telling what would be in this place, after all, and she should be prepared. Despite her perpetually perky manner, the pint-sized mage was very quiet as they moved through the cave system, speaking only when spoken to and keeping her senses tuned for danger or any outside sources of magic.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 8:42:20 GMT -8
"Up ahead is another fork," she said as she held her own weapon at the ready. She had an arrow notched onto a finely made bow that looked older than she was. The beast Mistress closed her eyes so she could gain perspective of how far they've actually gone by looking through the eyes of her hawk. "We've another six hours until we're out of the Midland region. We are under the Palidoria Meadow, as I thought we'd be." She paused and opened her eyes to let them adjust to the strange lighting of the caverns. Feruzia led the group further after giving them time to nibble from rations and such. Sounds started to amplify, and whispers began to sound out in a creepy manner. They would also hear tapping noises on the stone and smell the foul odor of rotting flesh. She knew the source as soon as she noticed the first bits of cobweb... She signaled all to stop, and then turned and put her finger to her lips in case any were talking. And then she felt the burn of venom drip onto her shoulder from above, looked up and went wide eyed, There in the shadows of the stalactites, was the form of a nasty looking giant spider.
 She found herself under it, and having to jam the bow against it to keep from getting bitten. Along with the big spider also came:
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Kaylie Imrahil
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Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Nov 1, 2016 10:25:08 GMT -8
Ambushed! she thought to herself as the spider dropped down from below and its tiny children crawled up from assorted cracks and crevices.
"I'll get the big one!"
Hoping to hell that the mage was capable of holding off the smaller spiders, Kaylie calmly slotted a very sharp looking arrow and whispered the command to activate the enchantment. Given the spider's proximity to Feruzia, Kaylie couldn't ignite it or hit with an explosive arrow, so she settled for one of the sharp impact arrows, which essentially mimicked the impact and punch of a crossbow bolt.
The arrow was aimed just above the head of the large spider, and Kaylie let it fly. At such a short distance, she would not miss and was likely to take its whole head off.
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Eloria Tyrins
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Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 2, 2016 16:19:36 GMT -8
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 2, 2016 9:23:23 GMT -8
"Gotcha!"
Eloria shuddered. She did not like spiders one bit. Leaving Kaylie and Feruzia to deal with the bigger spider, the mage turned her attention to the smaller one that had accompanied it, and focused the magic she'd been gathering. Balancing easily atop the broom, she removed her hands from the length of the handle and held them up before her, palms out and the tips of thumbs and forefingers touching, her fingers spread. An intricate red glyph began to spread outward from her hands at a rapid pace, until it was fully formed - bigger around than she was tall - and glowing vividly. It flared with light at the same time as the temperature around it spiked considerably, resulting in a large fireball appearing and shooting toward the smaller spider at high speeds.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2016 11:14:11 GMT -8
The spider, though it's head was off, continued to jerk and writhe until it finally died. She shoved the corpse to the side and swore, for there was a hole in her leather where the venom went in, and a cluster of large blisters on the flesh there. She also had some blisters on her cheek, and would have been blinded if it hit higher. She pulled out her bag of healing herbs and packed the wound with peat, some clean cobweb, and moss... It would draw out the poisons. After she bandaged herself up, she her items, then retrieved the bow and arrow. "They're getting smarter..." she muttered, and then, "Thanks."
Spiders were easy to dispatch, obviously, but if that was all they had to worry about, there would be no sweat getting to the coast... But Feruzia knew better. She made sure the other spider was dead by poking at it, looted the bodies for whatever could be used later such as the carefully removed venom sacs and the eyes, and such.
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Kaylie Imrahil
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Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Nov 3, 2016 2:46:27 GMT -8
Kaylie wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead as she yanked the arrow out of the ground. The shaft disintegrated in her hand, but she was able to save the arrowhead, and she placed it in a small sack attached to her belt loop.
"That was close, what other nasties are in here?"
Kaylie followed Feruzia as the woman hopefully answered the Sun Marshal's question.
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Eloria Tyrins
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 2, 2016 16:19:36 GMT -8
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 3, 2016 8:00:53 GMT -8
Eloria shuddered as she hovered past the corpses of the two spiders, following Feruzia and Kaylie. Next time she got a chance, she was going to call upon one of her summons. Wouldn't hurt to have some more backup while she was hurling magic about. With that thought in mind, she began gathering mana within her small form, pondering which of her friends to call upon. Some of them were too big to fit in the caverns, others would be too treacherous... She'd have to weigh her options carefully.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 8:24:03 GMT -8
She whistled and Cael padded up behind them. She was glad the wolf didn't try to fight the spiders, for shewould have been killed. Even now, Feruzia felt her head grow fuzzy. She shook it to clear it and mumbled, words slightly slurred, "Certainly much more than giant spiders..." She sighed and staggered a step or two before she righted herself and forced herself to stand up straighter. Feruzia did not feel too well, the venom was apparently highly toxic even just hitting skin. She seemed okay after a few moments, so she righted her weapon and began to march again, determined to get the group as far to the coast as possible. They went beyond the fork, taking the left again where they would hear the sound of water rushing... They came to a cliff with an old rope bridge that looked rather daunting... There were no wooden rungs, just rope that could come undone with just the right amount of weight. "We're going to have to go one at a time..." she said, staring at it... Obviously the floating one would have no trouble getting across... Cael might be fine too... But she and the archer? And if any soldiers (npc) came along? She sighed and said, "I'll go first..." |
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Kaylie Imrahil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Nov 3, 2016 10:06:24 GMT -8
Kaylie put a hand out to stop the woman.
"You are in no condition to go first, you sound like you are half-drunk. Whatever was in that Spider's venom was potent. This bridge will have to be repaired should we elect to use this as a crossing point."
She looked back at where Eloria was floating, then again at the rickety looking rope bridge. She was fairly certain she could make it across without issue, she had crossed less stable structures before.
"Eloria, could you float them across?"
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Eloria Tyrins
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 2, 2016 16:19:36 GMT -8
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 3, 2016 19:25:45 GMT -8
"I don't really have any levitation spells. I could call on one of my summons to make a bridge or carry everyone across, though. That's really the only way I'd be able to help." Her hands raised to either side of her shoulders in a semi-helpless gesture while they rolled in a shrug, and she gave them an apologetic smile. She'd gladly call upon one of said summons if they gave their okay for the idea.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 20:20:17 GMT -8
"I'm fine now... Just a little queasy. Even the pain in the blisters are subsiding thanks to the moss I packed around them." She put her pack on the ground and pulled out a length of rope, tying one end to an iron grappling hook, sending an odd look to the archer. "We do not have the manpower to repair this bridge... It would slow us down very much, and I would prefer we didn't wait so close to that nest of spiders... Although those are the least of your worries." She stepped to the very edge of the cliff, started twirling the hook over her head to prepare for launch, and sent it flying to the other end of the bridge, specifically aiming just passed a cluster of rocks so the hook could secure itself when she tugged at the rope...
It took I7HTQw6m1-10 tries, but she was able to tug until she felt the hook ground itself, then she looped the rope around her waist.
"I think it might be wise to conserve your mana for the moment... Once we are across, there is no telling what we're in for." She said this to Eloria and then to Kaylie, "This will also give us a better look at what needs repairs."
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Kaylie Imrahil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Nov 4, 2016 2:30:16 GMT -8
"I did not mean to imply that we should repair it right now. Just that it will need to be repaired in the future. And if that nest of spiders has more than we will definitely need to deal with them as well. Wouldn't do any good to have the soldiers ambushed by giant friggin' spiders on every patrol."
Kaylie decided to allow Feruzia to go firt, and then she would cross, with Eloria bringing up the rear of the party.
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Eloria Tyrins
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 4, 2016 8:39:35 GMT -8
Eloria would be doing no such thing - she took to hovering in the air over the bridge, gathering mana and preparing a glyph just in case she needed to hastily rescue someone. Her dark violet eyes watched the movements of the others carefully as they began to ease their way across the bridge.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2016 13:20:32 GMT -8
She pulled fabric scraps from the bag next, and pulled the bag back up... Her vision blurred every now and then, but she kept herself steady. She tied scraps of fabric where the ropes were weakest, making sire not to tarry too long. If the bridge broke, she would at least have the security of the rope she held onto and kept around her waist. Once they were all across, she collected the rope and grappling hook. She looped it around the uninjured shoulder and then pressed back against the wall to walk along, for the slope downward was narrow.
She led them down to the bank of an underground river, and into another chamber. There was a chest off to one side, it looked to have been put there a long time ago. She left it alone but wouldn't say anything if they opened it. It took about an hour to get to the spot from the start of the bridge due to the unsure footing, she sat down heavily and checked the moss. She didn't change her expression.
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Kaylie Imrahil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 182
Age: 27
Physical Description: She has the look of a woman who was once beautiful and maybe still, but years spent fighting and scrounging for survival have all kept her from emphasizing that. Her brown hair is medium-length, hanging down just past her shoulders and commonly has bits of forest debris lodged in it.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears simple leather armor and greaves, weathered and dirty, but incredibly functional. She has a large longbow, large for someone of her size at least, as well a longsword sheathed at her hip. A sun marshall badge is displayed prominently on her left breast.
Registered: May 10, 2016 10:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Kaylie Imrahil on Nov 4, 2016 14:37:43 GMT -8
Crossing the bridge proved easier than she had hoped, and she now followed Feruzia closely, taking care along the rocky paths.
A true bandit at heart, Kaylie could not just leave whatever was in that chest lying around for just anyone to pick up. Best to go get it.
"Hold up a sec." She said as she jogged over to the chest and began to attempt to open it.
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Eloria Tyrins
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: Uhh.. lost count?
Physical Description: Generally referred to as tiny and adorable, Eloria is 4'10" tall and petite. Although she appears to be barely into her teens, her purple-pink eyes have a wisdom and age about them surprising for one seemingly so young. Her hair, which falls to her knees when it's not bound up into its usual ponytail, is a pale shade of purplish-pink. Her skin is lightly-tanned due to lots of time outdoors, and she has no visible scars, or any defining physical characteristics, aside from her finely-formed, adorable facial features. This is excluding the line of intricate magical tattoos down her back, which are forged directly into her spirit, allowing her constant access to the summon spirits she's made pacts with - all ten of them.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Eloria wears a very.. definitive outfit. On her lower half, she wears a pair of voluminous bright pink pants, tucked into white-and-purple ankle-high boots. On her tap half, she wears a purple, midriff-baring strapless top, on top of which is a white short-sleeved vest with long tails and purple edging. Accessory-wise, she wears a purple belt over her vest, a green bright green scarf knotted around her neck, two long gloves of pale purple, a single purple sphere dangling from her left ear, and two thick bracelets - a golden one around her right wrist, and a turquoise one around her left. The bracelets and earring aren't just for show; they're inlaid with strong enchantments. Additionally, she carries a broom.. that flies, and also is apparently at least semi-sentient, as she speaks to it.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Eloria Tyrins on Nov 4, 2016 15:37:19 GMT -8
Eloria continued to follow in silence, watching everyone closely until they were all safely on the other side of the bridge. Then she eyed Kaylie askance as the Sun Marshal moved to open the chest. She was curious as to what was inside but someone had to hang back and be cautious.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2016 20:11:39 GMT -8
It seemed the lock needed to be picked. Other than that, there was nothing extraordinary about the old chest. Feruzia started to feel her head hurt, and her ears began to ring. She stood while the other two were otherwise occupied, heading off into the next chamber without a word so she could try to concentrate without the noise.
She squinted and tried to see the outside world through the hawk's eyes, but her head hurt too much. A film of sweat covered her face. She mopped it away and took a deep breath. Cael whined as she followed her Mistress. She nudged at Fer's hand before the woman staggered off on her own. The next cavern was filled with natural earth bridges that looked solid.
She started to cross the first one, staggering precariously. And then... the two distracted by the trunk would hear the loud crash of stone reverberating from there... Feruzia was at the bottom of a ravine. Cael started yipping and pacing at the edge above the ravine, vying to get to her dying Mistress. She began to howl helplessly... But Feruzia lay there, an "oh shit" expression on her face, and blood bubbling from her lips. She saw darkness, though her eyes remained open.
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