City of Quying
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Roleplay posts: 79 
Registered: Jul 8, 2016 4:55:30 GMT -8
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Post by City of Quying on Nov 14, 2016 10:46:03 GMT -8
The palace gates are massive wooden structures, with a glowing emblem of a large sail emblazoned down the center opening of the gates. The walls surrounding the gate and the gatehouse are constantly patrolled by the Daimyo's personal, household soldiers, each of whom is sworn to die for their Daimyo. The gates remain open throughout the day, allowing merchants and citizens to come and voice their concerns or seek an audience with the Daimyo or one of his advisors. Given the location of the Palace, it is the only entrance to the Palace accessible by people. The dockside entrance is closely guarded and is for docking of the Daimyo's personal fleet only.
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Sayuri Kurokawa
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Roleplay posts: 40 
Age: 28
Physical Description: Typical of her people, Sayuri is of diminutive stature, standing 5'1" tall and having a very slender build. Her hair is long, falling to her ankles when unbound, and is a dark, inky black in color; her skin is pale, and her eyes are a deep, earthy brown. She has no distinguishing markings, and her only striking feature is that her features are very delicate and lovely.
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Clothes and Equipment: Having only recently been released from her unlawful imprisonment, Sayuri wears the simplest clothes of a farmer, and has no weaponry or any possessions of note.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jun 25, 2016 18:16:27 GMT -8
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Post by Sayuri Kurokawa on Dec 1, 2016 9:09:40 GMT -8
After an unscheduled stop at the city's premier sake house, Sayuri and her group approached the gate of the palace, their horses clustered tightly around the diminutive woman to ward off any attempted approach by denizens of the city who might also be making their way into the palace. The lady Daimyo would nod briefly to the guards, as it was always wise to be at least on respectful terms with the soldiers of other provinces. Assuming their approach went unimpeded, they'd proceed inside, where Sayuri would ask after the Daimyo to see if he was prepared to receive her yet.
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Oct 20, 2017 7:03:01 GMT -8
The Isran diplomatic party that included Princess Skarlet and Chancellor Ryden Greyiron would arrive at the gate of the Palace. They had been led there by Akahoshi - The Whale from the Quying Port. |
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Dec 21, 2017 7:33:08 GMT -8
Kiri and her entourage were seen through the border and the gates of the city without incident. They were a diplomatic party, representing the Hizashi clan's well-wishes on the event of Lord Akagi's marriage to the foreign princess Asherah of Sakand. A number of palanquins processed to the palace, accompanied by an armed escort of samurai wearing the maroon and gold sakura crest of House Hizashi. At the back of the party was an assortment of servants, but in between those and the distinguished visitors were a number of chests carried aloft by bearers that walked on foot, containing an array of gifts that Kiri had personally chosen for her host and hostess. It had been a long journey from their home in the capital of Tawakoshi, Xuandao. Kiri was used to travelling by palanquin, and found the swaying of the footmen's gait somewhat relaxing as she gazed out and thought many thoughts that she did not care to share with others, but Masanori had been somewhat of a pain, insisting to ride with the samurai, until she had threatened to send him straight back to his father. She paid great attention to the streets outside as they went through Quying, noticing the large number of foreigners, the activity of building, and the sheer dynamic energy of the place, something that had been missing from Xuandao for a long time.
Arriving at the gates, her guards lined up on either side, while the servants touched their heads to the floor, and the palanquins were set down. Kiri unfolded herself from inside and stood, her appearance as near immaculate as it could be from travelling through the town in a small box. She wore flowing silken robes where the Hizashi colours were accented with blues and greens, representative of the sea and invoking the ocean-going outlook of Quying. Her hair was decorated with gold ornaments in the form of small flowers, and worn long to flow down her back. Her two children alighted from separate palanquins. Masanori, aged thirteen was a little small for his age, but fierce in his way, with looks that reminded Kiri of his cousin Anzen; jet black hair and eyes that were almost golden in colour. Miya had beautiful long tresses, pale skin, and the dark liquid black eyes that were from Kiri's imperial side of the family. The two children were made to bow too, their nurse, one of Kiri's ladies in waiting pushing their heads none too subtly. “Please inform Lord and Lady Akagi that Lady Kiri of House Hizashi is here,” announced the head samurai of her escort.
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City of Quying
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Registered: Jul 8, 2016 4:55:30 GMT -8
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Post by City of Quying on Dec 22, 2017 7:40:56 GMT -8
The Guards nodded, one of them being sent to fetch Hoga - The Wave who was in charge of the Palace Defense currently. "Right away ma'am," the guard said, as the gates opened up to allow them inside. |
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Hoga - The Wave
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 35
Physical Description: The Wave is amongst the most massive men in Quying, standing at close to 7' tall and weighing nearly 300lbs. Solidly built and nearly all muscle, pale blue eyes stare out from dull black hair, bleached from years on ships under the Quying flag.
Clothes and Equipment: His personal symbol is that of a crashing wave, following the crushing defeat he dealt the Pirates of Nagasi, his Wave Warriors crashing with the Pirates elite warriors in the surf of Nagasi beach. His armor is more archaic than most, consisting more of animal hide than any actual metal, and his sword would look more natural when wielded by a statue than any man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:02:30 GMT -8
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Post by Hoga - The Wave on Dec 22, 2017 7:48:12 GMT -8
Kiri and her entourage were seen through the border and the gates of the city without incident. They were a diplomatic party, representing the Hizashi clan's well-wishes on the event of Lord Akagi's marriage to the foreign princess Asherah of Sakand. A number of palanquins processed to the palace, accompanied by an armed escort of samurai wearing the maroon and gold sakura crest of House Hizashi. At the back of the party was an assortment of servants, but in between those and the distinguished visitors were a number of chests carried aloft by bearers that walked on foot, containing an array of gifts that Kiri had personally chosen for her host and hostess. It had been a long journey from their home in the capital of Tawakoshi, Xuandao. Kiri was used to travelling by palanquin, and found the swaying of the footmen's gait somewhat relaxing as she gazed out and thought many thoughts that she did not care to share with others, but Masanori had been somewhat of a pain, insisting to ride with the samurai, until she had threatened to send him straight back to his father. She paid great attention to the streets outside as they went through Quying, noticing the large number of foreigners, the activity of building, and the sheer dynamic energy of the place, something that had been missing from Xuandao for a long time. Arriving at the gates, her guards lined up on either side, while the servants touched their heads to the floor, and the palanquins were set down. Kiri unfolded herself from inside and stood, her appearance as near immaculate as it could be from travelling through the town in a small box. She wore flowing silken robes where the Hizashi colours were accented with blues and greens, representative of the sea and invoking the ocean-going outlook of Quying. Her hair was decorated with gold ornaments in the form of small flowers, and worn long to flow down her back. Her two children alighted from separate palanquins. Masanori, aged thirteen was a little small for his age, but fierce in his way, with looks that reminded Kiri of his cousin Anzen; jet black hair and eyes that were almost golden in colour. Miya had beautiful long tresses, pale skin, and the dark liquid black eyes that were from Kiri's imperial side of the family. The two children were made to bow too, their nurse, one of Kiri's ladies in waiting pushing their heads none too subtly. “Please inform Lord and Lady Akagi that Lady Kiri of House Hizashi is here,” announced the head samurai of her escort. Hoga strode out with his own retinue of warriors, not officially samurai but his own personal unit. The elite of the Wave Warriors, tasked with the defense of the Throne Room. "Lady Kiri of House Hizashi, the Daimyo of Quying bids you welcome, and bids you to allow me to escort you to the Throne Room, where the Lord and Lady are awaiting your arrival." |
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Dec 24, 2017 7:53:30 GMT -8
Kiri gave a slight incline of her head to the large warrior, as much an indication that he should lead on as it was a bow. The children, their nursemaid, and as many of their armed escort as would be allowed through would accompany the Daimyo's elite bodyguard, while the rest of the retinue would go wherever they were told to by the Daimyo's people. From what she had seen of Quying so far and its many changes, she was very intrigued to meet Lord Akagi and his new wife. She glided through the palace's walkways after Hoga, the picture of propriety.
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Hoga - The Wave
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 35
Physical Description: The Wave is amongst the most massive men in Quying, standing at close to 7' tall and weighing nearly 300lbs. Solidly built and nearly all muscle, pale blue eyes stare out from dull black hair, bleached from years on ships under the Quying flag.
Clothes and Equipment: His personal symbol is that of a crashing wave, following the crushing defeat he dealt the Pirates of Nagasi, his Wave Warriors crashing with the Pirates elite warriors in the surf of Nagasi beach. His armor is more archaic than most, consisting more of animal hide than any actual metal, and his sword would look more natural when wielded by a statue than any man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:02:30 GMT -8
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Post by Hoga - The Wave on Dec 28, 2017 16:43:05 GMT -8
"Follow me then" He stated, turning to gesture his Warriors to surround the Hizashi Clan, ensuring that nobody could "accidentally" wander off during their short trip to the Throne Room.
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Kai
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 27
Physical Description: A skinny, pallid man, that nevertheless carries with him a sense of authority. He often has a thick stink of alchemical reagents and incense. At about 5'07" he's not particularly tall.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears flowing silk robes that clearly represent great wealth. He carries no weapons of his own, although does have a steadfastly loyal bodyguard he refers to as Ayo, always equipped in heavy samurai armor and is rumored to never have lost a fight. Ayo is equipped with a tetsubo, a katana, shield, and bow and arrows.
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Other than that, Kai has magical reagents and many potions of unknown origin or effect.
Player's online availability : Occasionally
Registered: Dec 7, 2017 11:19:59 GMT -8
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Post by Kai on Dec 29, 2017 12:11:18 GMT -8
Several hours had passed since Kai had arrived at his estate, however he hadn't much time for his personal affairs between checking how things had been without him and getting prepared for the Daimyo's presence. His estate now secure, the merchant once more stepped aboard a wagon with Ayo at his side. This wagon was much more finely decorated not unlike his ship, strips of fine clothes hung down, obscuring the windows and it was painted magnificently. The two of them road in silence as they approached the gates of the palace. Sat outside the wagon was an older man who had been Kai's driver since before even his rise to merchant lord. The man pulled to a stop at the gates, raising a hand of welcome. "Lord Kai has arrived at the Daimyo's request." the servant dictated. Sayuri Kurokawa |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 23:11:35 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2018 18:52:02 GMT -8
When the retinue of the princess came to a stop at the palace gates, there was a small commotion as one of the delicate covered wagons was suddenly emptied of its occupant. Asuka looked decidedly annoyed as she waved aside the kimono-clad women who scurried to attend her.
"Leave me be, I have been in that damn thing for long enough. I wish to walk. Go.. be useful somewhere else."
Begrudgingly accepting only a single guard for protection, because surely the daimyo wouldn't be foolish enough to assault the cousin of the Emperor, and one attendant to announce her, Asuka approached the gates and let her escort speak for her. She didn't want to be here and she didn't want to go into that bloody palace, but she knew she had to.
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Hoga - The Wave
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 35
Physical Description: The Wave is amongst the most massive men in Quying, standing at close to 7' tall and weighing nearly 300lbs. Solidly built and nearly all muscle, pale blue eyes stare out from dull black hair, bleached from years on ships under the Quying flag.
Clothes and Equipment: His personal symbol is that of a crashing wave, following the crushing defeat he dealt the Pirates of Nagasi, his Wave Warriors crashing with the Pirates elite warriors in the surf of Nagasi beach. His armor is more archaic than most, consisting more of animal hide than any actual metal, and his sword would look more natural when wielded by a statue than any man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:02:30 GMT -8
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Post by Hoga - The Wave on Dec 13, 2018 10:49:16 GMT -8
The gates opened, revealing Hoga and a small contingent of his personal Cadre. He bowed low to the Princess as he greeted her and her attendants.
"Welcome to the Quying, Princess Asuka. We apologize for not meeting you earlier, but we were unaware of your visit until a couple of hours ago. The Daimyo will be along shortly to greet you in person."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 23:11:35 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2018 20:48:59 GMT -8
Her sharp eyes flicked briskly across the people revealed to her view when the gates opened, but something about her demeanor seemed to ease at realizing the daimyo wasn't present. At least she'd have a little time to compose herself and work the stiffness out of her muscles before meeting the man.
"There is no need for apologies. My trip was.. unanticipated and made in haste. If the daimyo is busy, I am content to await him, though I would prefer to do it somewhere a bit more comfortable."
Asuka wasn't a patient person, normally, but she wanted to put this off. And a pot of tea would go a long way toward making her more friendly.
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Hoga - The Wave
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 35
Physical Description: The Wave is amongst the most massive men in Quying, standing at close to 7' tall and weighing nearly 300lbs. Solidly built and nearly all muscle, pale blue eyes stare out from dull black hair, bleached from years on ships under the Quying flag.
Clothes and Equipment: His personal symbol is that of a crashing wave, following the crushing defeat he dealt the Pirates of Nagasi, his Wave Warriors crashing with the Pirates elite warriors in the surf of Nagasi beach. His armor is more archaic than most, consisting more of animal hide than any actual metal, and his sword would look more natural when wielded by a statue than any man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:02:30 GMT -8
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Post by Hoga - The Wave on Dec 30, 2018 10:12:10 GMT -8
"Of course, would you like to wait in the throne room? Or I can have a handmaiden show you to your quarters if you wish?"
The handmaidens mentioned were hastily assembling, barely visible behind the close ranks of Hoga's warriors.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 23:11:35 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 19:08:41 GMT -8
The prospect of awaiting the man in his throne room like some sort of petitioner come to seek aid made her lips purse and curve downward ever so slightly in a displeased frown. No, that wouldn't do at all. Well, that left only one option, it seemed. It would certainly do, at least for now.
"My rooms will do nicely, thank you. And I would appreciate some tea as soon as possible."
Used to getting what she wanted, Asuka expected it would be no different here, and would gladly follow whichever handmaiden led her to the aforementioned quarters.
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Hoga - The Wave
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 35
Physical Description: The Wave is amongst the most massive men in Quying, standing at close to 7' tall and weighing nearly 300lbs. Solidly built and nearly all muscle, pale blue eyes stare out from dull black hair, bleached from years on ships under the Quying flag.
Clothes and Equipment: His personal symbol is that of a crashing wave, following the crushing defeat he dealt the Pirates of Nagasi, his Wave Warriors crashing with the Pirates elite warriors in the surf of Nagasi beach. His armor is more archaic than most, consisting more of animal hide than any actual metal, and his sword would look more natural when wielded by a statue than any man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:02:30 GMT -8
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Post by Hoga - The Wave on Jan 8, 2019 9:47:57 GMT -8
"Of course." Hoga bowed and gestured to the handmaidens, who immediately sprang forward to lead the Princess to her rooms and fetch her tea.
[Ooc: Will time skip to Throne Room meeting]
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