Usque Story
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 4, 2016 20:25:50 GMT -8
Feruzia's life force ended quite by accident... The party was about another day of journey from the coast... The choices they would make beyond that point were critical. All is not in vain... In her pack, if they went and got it, was a map of the caves, with the course marked should Feruzia have forgotten the journey her ancestor took. There was also a beaten up journal, various objects pressed within to mark her journey. There was also her faithful Cael, and the male hawk above ground... Her bow was hand carved and obviously owed, with a full quiver.
At this point, the Usque Story takes over.
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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 5, 2016 5:10:30 GMT -8
Assuming that the lock did not require an expert level lockpicking ability, Kaylie would have just finished picking the lock when the rumble came echoing through their chamber.
"Shit shit shit!" She exclaimed as she got up and ran towards the sound of the noise.
"Goddammit!" Was the next expletive exclaimed when she got there and saw Feruzia at the bottom of the ravine. She hurriedly began to tie a rope around her waist, attaching the other end to an arrow with spiky bit facing down the shaft. She only had two of them, but they would function like a grappling hook, anchoring the rope magically to the rock face for about 15 minutes. She sent the arrow thudding into the rock face behind her and began to climb down towards Feruzia's body.
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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 5, 2016 7:49:55 GMT -8
Eloria jumped and nearly toppled off her broom as she heard that noise, and then her heart sank. Oh no... That didn't sound good at all. What had happened? Veering off in the direction Feruzia had gone, she saw the wolf freaking out, and then...
"Oh no..." She zipped down to the bottom of the chasm, carefully pressing her fingertips to the woman's throat, even though she suspected the action was futile. And it was. She looked up at Kaylie with sad eyes as the woman appeared and began to climb down, calling up to her.
"You might as well stay up there.. she's gone." Her voice was sad. Even had Feruzia not been dead, Eloria wouldn't have been able to do anything - healing magics weren't in her repertoire. Assuming Feruzia's pack was still on her body, Eloria would carefully free it up from the kind woman's still form and carry it back up to the earthen bridge from which she'd fallen.
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Usque Story
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Roleplay posts: 32
Registered: Oct 5, 2016 14:40:44 GMT -8
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 5, 2016 8:33:48 GMT -8
Indeed, there would be no pulse in the still form. Her head was cocked to an odd angle to indicate a broken neck, and she was pinned beneath some of the debris from the broken land bridge above. The bridge had been about fifteen feet across, and had deteriorated through the years... Feruzia had stepped in a soft spot, causing a chain reaction to happen, and a six foot section had broken away from the center of the bridge, which is what caused the noise.
In the fall, one of the makeshift bandages had slipped free, revealing blackened skin. She would have died a much slower death had she not fallen... But it indicated the venom had hit her blood stream at some point. She had a rather gray pallor to her face that still glistened with a sheen of sweat... And the blood at her lips? It had a greenish tint among the crimson.
It seems that mercy had been granted in a round about way... As messed up as that was.
Cael lay herself down at the edge of the cliff above, looking down mournfully, no longer feeling the spiritual connection she had with the dead woman. She whined softly, nose sniffing at the air and smelling that coppery scent. The faithful animal would not move.
The pack was intact for the most part, though the fall caused some damages.
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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 5, 2016 13:19:06 GMT -8
Kaylie ignored the witch's recommendation and hopped down the last five feet to see for herself. She didn't bother checking the pulse, trusting Eloria's judgement in the matter. She did, however, grab the bow, which was far nicer than hers, as well as the extra arrows.
With one less person, the extra weapons could come in handy. She quickly clambered back up the cliff face, and bent down to pet Cael.
"She was a decent sort, and we'll be back to bury the body, I promise. "
Always bury your own. It was the least you could do for someone who stood by your side, no matter how short a time it was for. But they didn't have time for that now, unfortunately. And wor betide any spiders that would cross their path from here on out.
"What was in the pack?"
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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 5, 2016 18:27:09 GMT -8
The most-definitely-not-a-witch was hovering on her broom, Feruzia's pack now on her back, with the journal tucked in the crook of her arm and the map in her hands. She was examining the map closely as she responded to Kaylie's words.
"Map and a journal of some sort. At least we won't get lost in the caves now. But I don't think Lady Naoki is going to be happy about Feruzia's death. It sounded pretty important that Feruzia help us once this is all done." Her lips curved into a frown as she continued to peer at the map, discerning their current location and how to proceed.
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Usque Story
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Roleplay posts: 32
Registered: Oct 5, 2016 14:40:44 GMT -8
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 5, 2016 20:03:17 GMT -8
The bow gave off a warmth of some energy, and it seemed to wrap the energy around Kaylie's wrist and she'd possibly have an odd feeling that the weapon seemed to accept her as it's new owner. As far as the map went, it was marked to keep to the left as much as possible for the least dangerous route.
There was more to the pack than just the few things, there were rations and other supplies too, water, healing potions but sadly no antidotes for poisoning, et cetera.
Cael whimpered and stood up, then approached Kaylie, yipping a little. Mistress? The word would seem to come from the wolf, but only Kaylie would be able to catch it.
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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 7, 2016 5:01:15 GMT -8
That there was a map and journal provided some relief to Kaylie, that at least they would not be doomed to wander here for eternity or some such thing.
"I imagine not, but at the moment Lady Naoki's displeasure is at the bottom of my list of concerns."
The wolf's voice nearly made her jump out of her own skin, and she looked at the bow, then at the wolf. She had felt the magic from before and assumed it was some kind of attunement thing, but now...was it a more symbolic representation of Feruzia's power?
"Did you...did you just speak?"
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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 7, 2016 9:58:16 GMT -8
"That woman's reputation scares me, I wouldn't want to be on her bad side." This was said with a mutter as she continued to gaze at the map. Only for a sidelong glance to be aimed at Kaylie as the woman.. spoke to the wolf? Eloria arched a brow and wondered if maybe the Sun Marshal had gotten hit with some of that venom too, and it was making her go mad. Or maybe the wolf was just magic. There were all sorts of strange things in this world, so she wouldn't make judgments. What she would do, however, was try to get them out of here. Folding the map up, she tucked it into her vest and slid down off Broomy, landing lightly on her feet.
"Okay. I'm gonna call on a few friends to help us out, and then we should continue." Rubbing her gloved hands together, she dropped into a crouch, then pressed her palms to the stone just in front of her. Mana began to surge into her body, causing her hair to ripple.
"This.. is gonna take a bit, so you might wanna take this time to make sure you've got everything ready to go."
(Charge 1)
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Usque Story
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Roleplay posts: 32
Registered: Oct 5, 2016 14:40:44 GMT -8
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 8, 2016 13:57:16 GMT -8
Cael cocked her head in some confusion as well, then padded up to Kaylie and sniffed at her. Her ears flattened and she whined. She rolled onto her back and presented her belly to show her submission to the one who held her Mistress' bow. She wouldn't have the same abilities, but she now had two animals that she may not want.
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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 9, 2016 4:52:56 GMT -8
Kaylie scratched the wolf's belly and then looked around a bit awkwardly. She had no particular problems with owning an animal, but had also never particularly wanted one either. Not that any of that mattered now, she was responsible for them.
"Guess I will go check out that chest then."
Kaylie headed back to the chest from before while Eloria summoned up some new friends.
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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 9, 2016 9:28:35 GMT -8
Eloria nodded as Kaylie wandered off. The ripple of her hair became more pronounced as the color of her hair and eyes began to shift to a brilliant golden color. The Marshal may notice as she departed three brilliant spots of light in different colors - one white, one teal, one silver - appearing through her shirt, following the line of her spine. Simultaneously, a glyph began to spread outward from her hands, intricate and glowing with the same three colors. And massive amounts of mana began to gather within her body.
(Charge 2)
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Usque Story
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Roleplay posts: 32
Registered: Oct 5, 2016 14:40:44 GMT -8
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 9, 2016 14:09:37 GMT -8
Nothing extraordinary was going on with the chest... It was fairly easy to pick the lock. There was some old gold currency, a few scrolls with various spells (Healing, petrify, and raise dead), a few healing potions, and a tome old enough to be unidentifiable. (skip me until you move on to the next section)
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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 10, 2016 3:31:38 GMT -8
Kaylie took the items and placed them in her pack, noting the spells and their potential use. Her ability to read scrolls was haphazard at best, so in a pinch she would probably toss them to Eloria. The tome was placed into her pouch as well, no sense in worrying about that until later.
Once all of the items were stowed, she patted her new wolf on the head and walked back to where Eloria was summoning their new allies.
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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 10, 2016 9:22:37 GMT -8
"Don't step on the glyph." That was the only thing uttered by Eloria as Kaylie came back into view - the glyph had spread a fair distance, now a large circle with intricate loops, whorls, and runes inside its boundaries. There were three smaller circles placed equidistant from each other, each one glowing vibrantly with one of the three colors emanating from along her spine. Her long ponytail was whipping violently, golden hair and eyes illuminated vividly.
"Almost.. done..!" The amount of mana emanating from the tiny girl and the glyph she'd created was unbelievable. She was also panting, a sheen of sweat on her brow.
(Charge 3 - Final Charge, summoning will be complete on next turn)
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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 10, 2016 10:38:42 GMT -8
Kaylie sat down against one of the walls, Cael taking a seat next to her. She absent-mindedly scratched behind his ears as she watched Eloria perform her spell.
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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 11, 2016 10:36:52 GMT -8
The glyph and the lights coming from Eloria's spine all flared in unison, and from the three circles along the edge appeared three figures, two females - one diminutive and glowing, the other tall and windswept - and one male, stern and stately. Eloria stood, the golden glow fading from her person, and wiped the back of her hand across her brow, removing the sweat that had gathered there. Broomy zipped over and she crawled tiredly onto the hovering item's back, perching there as she turned to speak to the three.
"Okay, here's what's going on. Glow, I want you to keep our way lit, and of course if we encounter any baddies, do your thing. Tempest, you're on protection duty. Magnus, you just.. do your thing. Got it?" The three summon spirits nodded their understanding and took up the formation that most made sense to the situation at hand. Magnus posted up near the center of the group and began to emanate a field that would boost the magical capabilities of anyone within the party, as well as replenish depleted stores of mana. Tempest soared up overhead, gentle winds whipping around her as she kept an eye out for any dangers, ready to create walls of wind to defend the group or hurl wind to attack enemies. Glow moved to the fore of the group and began to emit a powerful light, illuminating their way easily. Eloria's energy began to return as Magnus' abilities took effect, and she turned to Kaylie with a grin.
"Okay, we're all set. Ready when you are."
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Usque Story
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Roleplay posts: 32
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Post by Usque Story on Nov 13, 2016 22:32:28 GMT -8
Kaylie would possibly feel a sensation of words in her mind from another source. It was probably the Hawke... "Nearly out of the... You're not Mistress... Where is she?" The sensation was very masculine. Cael gave a whimper and replied in a very feminine sensation, "She is with the earth, brother." And that would be it.
Cael padded to the cliff again and took one more look at the dead woman before deciding to follow the others whenever they left... She had a job to do.
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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 14, 2016 5:39:04 GMT -8
Kaylie's head whipped around as she heard the distinctively male voice in her head, then remembered that Feruzia had also owned a hawk. The voices in her head were liable to drive her mad until she got used to it.
"I...uh..yeah, I am ready to go. Lead the way."
She pointed with one fire arrow towards the direction indicated by the map, noting that the runes on this arrow, and presumably all of her enchanted ones were doing the same.
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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 14, 2016 8:32:27 GMT -8
Indeed, Kaylie would find the magic of her arrows to be greatly amped up by the field of the summon spirit. Eloria pulled out the map and sat with it in hand as Broomy soared up so she was just behind Glow, directing the summon spirit where to go as the various earthen bridges and tunnels branched and curved. Any gaps that needed crossing would be handled by Tempest's wind, but they'd handle that when they came to it.
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