Mitsuki Higashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 17 
Age: 23
Physical Description: A beautiful young woman of Asian descent. She became an orphan at an early age and became obsessed with reading any book she could find around her. After coming of age she left her orphanage and began to travel, sharing the stories she had read about. She is known for knowing almost any story you can ask her for, her ask her and she will tell it for the right price of course.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the things she owns were gifts that she got from patron who wanted to hear her stories. She owns 3 sets of clothing made of fine and free flowing silk, one pair of shoes, some accesoiries for her hair and one jacket to keep her warm on cold days.
Registered: Apr 4, 2018 2:21:24 GMT -8
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Post by Mitsuki Higashi on Jul 15, 2018 23:17:05 GMT -8
She couldn't help but look up at him in surprise. She had just prevented them both from falling on the hard cobblestone streets and yet this man in front of her was fuming with anger at a little bit of money. So she moved her hand towards her pocket and took out of the more valuable coins she had obtained today. "Since it seems that you are blaming me for losing it, I might as well settle our debt right away. Have one on me." she said and spun the coin in the air. He would either have to catch or leave it to fall to the ground. The same smile still settled on her face.
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Jul 16, 2018 18:59:39 GMT -8
In one swift move, Qin grabbed the coin out of the air and flicked it into his pouch, almost as if he had done the same motion many times over before. At least he had replaced the coin, but that was only going neutral, not a net positive like he had expected, so his poor mood was not heavily pacified.
Staring back at the girl’s smile, Qin responded with a polite smile that did not reach his frosty gaze. He barely knew her, and her small act of generosity was not enough to earn a modicum of his trust, especially in a foreign land like this. Still, some civility must be observed, especially since she had given him a coin, so he kept his voice respectful and bowed slightly. There was also the off-chance the dancer might have a job for him. After all, opportunity was a fickle beast that sometimes preferred to knock on windows rather than doors. “I appreciate the gesture. May I ask, what is someone like you doing in such a bustling city?”
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Mitsuki Higashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 23
Physical Description: A beautiful young woman of Asian descent. She became an orphan at an early age and became obsessed with reading any book she could find around her. After coming of age she left her orphanage and began to travel, sharing the stories she had read about. She is known for knowing almost any story you can ask her for, her ask her and she will tell it for the right price of course.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the things she owns were gifts that she got from patron who wanted to hear her stories. She owns 3 sets of clothing made of fine and free flowing silk, one pair of shoes, some accesoiries for her hair and one jacket to keep her warm on cold days.
Registered: Apr 4, 2018 2:21:24 GMT -8
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Post by Mitsuki Higashi on Jul 17, 2018 9:42:43 GMT -8
What a strange guy, Mitsuki thought. She didn't think she had ever seen anybody care about money as much as this man. Like a bother bear protecting her cub, never letting it out of his sight.
When he asked about her reason for being in the city she looked up a bit surprised, she hadn't expected someone like him to show interest in her. She thought for a small moment then shrugged and decided to just tell him the truth. He would either believe her or not. And maybe someone spreading the rumor that she was looking for the cat would bring her some kind of benefit later on. "I am a storyteller, I can tell you any story you would like to hear. At the same time, I make it my goal to find the truth behind the stories I tell. Right now I am looking for the Cat of Quying because I believe her powers come from one of the ancient jade masks of the zodiac." she paused laughing a little bit, she could just imagine how weird that sounded. "Sadly I found out she is in custody of Quying as a prisoner, so the chance of me being able to talk to her is very small. How about yourself?"
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Jul 17, 2018 18:54:06 GMT -8
Qin instantly distrusted the dancer. Not that he didn’t appreciate that she was, from what he could discern, telling the truth. It was simply that she seemed too honest, and honest people were dangerous, as you could never know when they became dishonest. But he did not really have an alternative right now, and selfishly, there was the thought of possibly selling the mask for a large payday to some rich warlord.
Pushing the thought out of his mind for now, Qin turned his attention back to the girl. There was no harm in him telling the truth of why he was here, and perhaps she would appreciate the gesture. “Me? Well, I’m simply here to get a job and make some money. At least till I get called back for another assignment, but that should not be for a while. Too bad this bustling city of opportunity seems to have none for a ranger like me.”
Cocking his head a little, he stared with an expression of puzzlement and pity. “I don’t believe in stories and tales, but if the Cat is actually in the Quying prison, you will need significant assistance getting in. I’ve heard that place is almost airtight, and even if you could manage to get in to talk, getting out is essentially impossible.”
A prison break-in would be quite the mountain to overcome, but Qin had been itching to prevent his skills from becoming rusty, and anything was better than walking around begging for a job. “Luckily for you, I’m willing to offer my help, and you can even pay me after the deed is done. So, deal?”
Smiling wolfishly at the person in front of him, Qin waited for a response.
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Mitsuki Higashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 23
Physical Description: A beautiful young woman of Asian descent. She became an orphan at an early age and became obsessed with reading any book she could find around her. After coming of age she left her orphanage and began to travel, sharing the stories she had read about. She is known for knowing almost any story you can ask her for, her ask her and she will tell it for the right price of course.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the things she owns were gifts that she got from patron who wanted to hear her stories. She owns 3 sets of clothing made of fine and free flowing silk, one pair of shoes, some accesoiries for her hair and one jacket to keep her warm on cold days.
Registered: Apr 4, 2018 2:21:24 GMT -8
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Post by Mitsuki Higashi on Jul 17, 2018 23:25:09 GMT -8
So he was a ranger huh? Some kind of sellsword. It seemed to fit him right, he looked muscular enough to fight and lean enough to sneak anywhere he would want to. He had probably seen his fair share of the world in his own way. Thought their skills were very different she guessed they had things they shared in common.
She smiled at him and started to put her bag into her shoulder. "You got the wrong girl I'm afraid. Saw the coins that got tossed in my basket just now? That is all the money I got to my name. Even if I danced all day and told stories through the night for a month I wouldn't have the money to pay you. I will get in the castle fair and square or not at all." She smiled apologetically. "I hope you find a job soon though. You seem to have a yearning for money"
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Qin Feng
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 22
Physical Description: Qin Feng is a young man with long brown hard of average height with an average face, extremely forgettable and perfect for blending into crowds. His eyes, a deep hazelnut color, are sharp and attentive, as required for a ranger, and show a deep intelligence that may not be visible from a first glance.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Qin Feng's clothes are comfortable and loose, perfect for the long travels and silent movement. His scarf, hood and tunic are both green, to blend in with the environment. His gloves, vest and boots beautifully designed and expensive, as they were gifts from his wealthy parents. He wears a jade charm around his waist to protect himself from curses and debuffs. And for good luck and fortune. Especially Fortune.
His bow is known as Fan Mou, and allows any arrows fired to completely ignore magic.
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Player's online availability : More than I Should be
Registered: Jun 17, 2018 17:18:41 GMT -8
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Post by Qin Feng on Jul 18, 2018 19:59:46 GMT -8
Smirking, Qin pulled a coin out of his pouch and began to spin it on his fingertips, a trick he had learned to kill time. “Some people work for a price. I work for money, because to me, any amount of money is valuable, even a single bronze coin. You might not think the amount in your basket is much, but to me, this single coin is easily worth more than the nothing I have been getting all day. Plus, I can do non-violent. Prefer it, to be honest.”
He stopped the rotating piece and placed it back before continuing. “Or you can try to charm your way into the prison. I can almost assure that the Cat will be heavily guarded with the best Quying has to offer. Your stories and dances may captivate the general populace and perhaps even a royal or two, but the sentries will probably be of a more hardy sort. Might take you a second lifetime to get past them, but I wish you the best of luck if you want to try. Your choice.”
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
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Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
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Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Aug 5, 2019 9:03:38 GMT -8
Masami made her way through the streets, occasionally bumped and more than occasionally scolded as she played into the role of her blindness. Really and truly without the mask she was blind, but since she'd escaped from prison, she'd relied so much on the mask and had worn it so often that it seemed like its traits were settling into the very core of her being. No, she couldn't see, but she could hear and she could smell and she could... almost feel the air around her. Masami knew it wasn't natural, and a part of her wondered if it was chipping away at her soul and turning her into something... something else, but a much larger part of Masami exalted in the doors this opened for her.
In the facade of the old beggar woman, she paid for a quick bath but put all of her dirty clothes back over her body... until with her stick she made a small wagon bump and overturn by a clothing cart, causing an argument that made it easy for her to steal other clothes and turn away into an alley. No magic, she warned herself, knowing that Shirai would be a pain in her back if she tried, but she'd developed and learned new skills, while honing others while she'd been away.
Not having a family's honor to consider had given her much more time for her criminal and wanton activities, after all.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Aug 5, 2019 14:08:50 GMT -8
AFTER DARK HAS SET...
It was a risk to put the mask on, but Masami no longer even tried to deny the pull of the jade mask. She loved it, and seemed to live for it now. It was hard to tell if it was a drug to her, an addiction, or if it really did feel like it was her -- the real her.
But it didn't matter. Shirai might try to find her, but hopefully, he was busy. And this time... this time... she didn't have her father's blood still warm on her chest as the Cat of Quying slipped and moved and leaped over the city. A silky little purr slipped from between her smiling lips as she crawled up to a peak and poised almost on her tip-toes on the edge of the building, looking at the lights of the buildings and the lights that floated on the sea, mirroring the stars above her.
The city was still alive and it hummed through her blood, even as the wind whispered at her cat-like ear with its jade trim, making the ear twitch as she l i s t e n e d and perked her head at the curious sound of panic. Not hers, of course, but of someone else, running right beneath her nose so much like a mouse with three rats hot on the mouse's tail.
She couldn't indulge in any robberies tonight -- not after so soon coming into Quying, not knowing that Shirai would gladly put her in chains if he could -- but certainly she could indulge in a little play, no?
The Cat of Quying sprung from her perch and followed after the rats... until she saw they'd cornered the mouse. Tut, tut, tut.
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
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Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
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Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 7, 2020 14:46:47 GMT -8
Kaemo is somewhere..... he is at least sure of that. The trees are so pleasantly stranger and curious, their pink soft petals hovering down as they fall. It's beautiful. The dragnir sighs, now to find something. The dragnir walks around, a bit unsure of himself of exactly what he is looking for. Of course he knows the general idea of what he is looking for, it is for a special thing that's dear to him.
The dragnir walks around the market street, perusing the different articles of jewelry as if he is seeking inspiration. His eyes dance around seeking for a fine gem that he could make his centerpiece for what he plans to create. The dragnir stops in front of a stall and rubs the back of his head, staring at the gems, wondering what gem would make the best centerpiece for his creation. Kaemo is certainly indecisive about this, he's unsure if a red ruby, or some emerald would make the best centerpiece, or if he should go for a completely different gemstone. After all, what he is going to make means a lot of him.
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 8, 2020 11:36:08 GMT -8
Ky was taking his leisurely stroll around the market streets of Quying. The streets are bustling with locals selling whatever they have to offer and buyers looking for amongst the variety of items. One particular stranger stuck out to him. The markets had their own routine. Many of the people are those that frequent the market and sure from time and time again tourists may wonder about, but they usually had their sights on other landmarks. He spots a man with skin bronzed by the beating sun with scales dotted here and there on his skin. He seems to be looking for something, Ky would remember seeing someone like him around. Compared to Ky's pure white skin this stuck out. Ky approaches the stranger and clears his throat. "Young man, you seem to be interested in those gems" Ky watches the stranger cautiously. "you look as if you haven't been to these parts" Ky remarks. The young man was indeed tall but Ky stood taller right at 6'3. He wears his pride on his clothing which anyone with a sense of mind could tell came from a place of nobility. He reaches into the pocket of his black sleek pants and pulls our a thin red ribbon that he uses to quickly tie his hair back away from his face.  |
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
Clothes and Equipment: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 8, 2020 13:24:53 GMT -8
Kaemo tail slowly moves as he stares at the gems, time slows to a crawl as his inner debate battles itself in the echoing chamber of his mind. That wall and barrier of concentration was torn down as one of the natives of the land calls to him. Kaemo turns his head, looking at the young man, who is a bit taller than him, decorated in strange but beautiful clothing. The stranger is certainly handsomely dressed. Kaemo opens his mouth and speaks, his accent made his consonants emphasized but vowels soft as he spoke in a lower voice, "Indeed I am. I am but a wandering dragnir far from my home. I came is search of materials to create a masterpiece."
The dragnir turns to face the stranger, his wings shifting to keep from bumping against those in the bustling streets. "To me it is important that I make this the finest thing I can craft, in my native tongue we call it an oterla, if there is an equal in your tongue I do not know." Kaemo places his hand on his jacket, that is tied around his waist. "Though I must admit it's comfortable land, the air is a kind warmth."
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 9, 2020 13:28:10 GMT -8
"I am unsure of that word. The air in these regions is quite lovely. You are trying to find a gem for whatever you're making?" Ky takes a brief glance at the gems the dragnir is looking at. "I might be able to help you. I am quite familiar with the region." Ky isn't sure why is offering his assistance to a mere stranger but his family always did say that he should familiarize himself with more people even if they aren't from the region. His parents always tell him a pretty face isn't a valid reason to talk to people.
Ky extends a hand towards the stranger. He learned that in other regions a firm handshake is a proper greeting rather than a polite bow. "Kyakuta Shawlong, a pleasure to make your acquaintance"
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
Clothes and Equipment: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 9, 2020 16:48:28 GMT -8
"Thanks, that is much appreciated." The dragnir responds, bringing his hand to shake Kyakuta's hand, "I am Kaemo Oraeto of the Terde Clan, glad to make your acquaintance."
"That being said, I wish to make my oterla the finest that I can... it's a part of my culture, from where I come from, that when we make an oterla, we make it the perfection we can accomplish..." The dragnir looks at his hands, "I'm sorry to be any bother to you. I do admit I am quite unfamiliar with your culture..."
The dragnir rubs the back of his head, "I'm not making this easy...Let me explain what an oterla is. In my culture an oterla is a type of hair ornament that hangs from a golden or silver thread and has a colorful ribbon, and the end of the ribbon is a small decorated metal section, now not all oterla look like that, but a lot I've seen do. We use it for many different ceremonies and festivals.. and I plan to make one for my sister."
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 10, 2020 16:50:16 GMT -8
"I see, and how far along with making it are you?" Ky leans against the nearby wall as he listens to Kaemo talk. The name certainly is foreign to him. "what ceremonies and festivities do your land hold? Each nation has their different festivals from what I recall learning."
The wind outside blows between the two at a gentle and warm pace. Springtime is well upon us and as such comes the cherry blossoms. The pink gently flowers have started to grace the uniformed line of trees that stretch the length of the market. Ky at first did come here to look for goods, but this seemed much more interesting. He had just come from doing some light morning training and hasn't even removed the fingerless gloves he uses. From first impressions, Kaemo doesn't come off as someone he should be worried of. The man's features make Ky assume that he is younger. Similar to himself, they both have features that make them look younger than they truly are. Ky at first glance mistook this stranger for a child in his early teen years.
Not that Ky didn't trust the young lad, it was best to keep an eye out on strangers. If anything were to happen that resulted in a violent altercation, Ky had great confidence that he would be able to detain this man if need be.
"you know, the items in the market aren't exactly what people call cheap"
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
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Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 10, 2020 17:45:13 GMT -8
Kaemo chuckles, "To be honest I only have a clip my father taught me to craft.... the gold cord, ribbon, quite literally most of it I do not have...."
Kaemo reaches and searches through a shoulder bag hanging from his side. He pulls out a small gold hair clip with flower-like engravings on it.
"My land holds several festivals, we hold one every thirteen full moons as the eve of our year. That is perhaps the largest of our festivals. We also celebrate the end of winter with great fervor and village-wide feast of what we prepared for spring's coming. The last festival we celebrate is one we call the gift of life, when one of the clan family dies or is born we celebrate in honor of them....."
The dragnir pauses and stares at the golden hair clip, "There's two rather important ceremonies in my village, kito... or in your tongue the time of birth, and neki, the time of union. Both of those ceremonies represent two being united, under an oath, whether it is an oath of parenthood, or whether it is an oath to cherish each other.... the oterla is used in these ceremonies, as it is often used to confess one's love."
Kaemo smiles, behind his smile Ky might notice a look of worry. "That's what I was afraid of....." The dragnir puts the clip back into the bag, "Looks like I'm going to be making this the hard way." he nervously laughs, "Do you know of anyone that could need a service of an experienced hunter?" He pats his shoulder bag, "I'm practiced in the archery of my village, but I don't how useful that would be here."
The dragnir straightens his back, his wings slowly expanding as he stretches, "I do need my exercise, I've been cooped up far too long on that ship."
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 11, 2020 20:45:27 GMT -8
"I'm not sure if we need any hunters, but you're welcome to look around. So this clip, you're making it for your sister. Is she about to take part in a special ceremony?" Ky couldn't help but ask.
"we also have certain ceremonies similar to yours in these lands. It's quite interesting to learn that people often celebrate new life and the union between two people"
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
Clothes and Equipment: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 12, 2020 16:40:02 GMT -8
"That's sad... I was hoping for an easy path..." Kaemo says has he leans back, arching his back. "As for the oterla..... it's a bit personal... My sister is my sister in name only. I've always wanted to make her this oterla for Neki... so that after that ceremony we would truly be brother and sister.."
He straightens up and scratches the back of his head, "I should have mentioned this earlier but it is quite common for me to refer the people of my village as father, mother, brother, or sister... sadly I don't know a good word to describe the difference between a village sister and a blood sister. My mother passed after she gave birth to me, so I don't have any blood siblings."
"Intriguing, how do your ceremonies differ from my own?" The dragnir says as he puts the hair clip away.
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 13, 2020 11:26:00 GMT -8
"if you're in need of money I can have you work for me for the time being. You use Neki in a very broad sense. For my culture, we have many different ceremonies. We have ceremonies for all the seasons. We also have different ceremonies honoring the ones that have passed away. In my culture, when someone becomes a full-fledged warrior ready to protect their nation as well as their families."
"if I may ask, what brings you to this nation? I hope you did not have to travel far to get here. Surely, there could've been someplace closer that had the material you were looking for?"
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Kaemo Oraeto Terde
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo is of a strange race called the Dragnir. He claimes he comes from a far away land in search of material to construct his oterla. He describes this oterla as a type of hair ornament that in his culture is given as a gift. He says he desires to prove himself worthy by making the most beautiful oterla to give to his sister.
Kaemo stands at 6 feet tall, his skin is slightly scaled, although mostly resembles human skin. He’s tanned from the sun, with his slightly greyed scales mainly on his back, shoulders and head. He has a faded tribal mark under his right eye. He has a medium length brown hair, a bit long for a young man. He’s fairly built, a few scars on his scales upon his knees and elbows, most likely from falling.
His scaled wings come from his back sitting just below his shoulders and a they rest a little bit closer. His leathery wings have a wingspan roughly twice his height and they allow him to fly, although it is slower then his running speed and he can’t quite make it as far as what he could sprint.
His scaled tail drapes down, as if it was continuing from the spine. The tail reaches down to his ankles and is mostly covered in his grey scales. It is sort of a balancing mechanism for him, by helping him stay standing straight.
Clothes and Equipment: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————
Kaemo doesn’t really wear to much for clothing. He has a pair of tan breeches/pants that he wears, and a jacket for when it’s cold, but that’s about it for his clothing. He carries with him a longbow, crafted from his homeland. He is taught in an older style of archery and hardly carries a quiver. Instead he holds his arrows and shoots very proactively. On his left thigh, Kaemo has a hunting knife sheathed. He also has a shoulder bag, which carries extra materials, like arrows, rope, and a large bag to help carry smaller animals. He also has a smaller hunting bow that he sometimes uses if the larger long bow is too awkward for him to use.
Allegiances: His allegiances are to his clan , called Terde and it's from his homeland, and to his village.
Player's online availability : always a flux
Registered: Aug 20, 2019 15:54:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaemo Oraeto Terde on Apr 14, 2020 16:13:10 GMT -8
Kaemo looks back up at the stranger, "Seeing as I have no other better job proposition... I'll take you up on that. As for what brought me here, it was a boat." The dragnir smiles, "I came from a place farther off from here, and I met a stranger who came to my land. In a village nested in a bay they started trading with us. When I first traveled from my home in search of materials to construct my oterla. At the village nested in the bay, which had grown larger since I had last seen it. I met a someone. They told me of this land and that it had ornamental materials that I might find perfect for my oterla."
The dragnir chuckles, "And so I somehow found myself on a boat and then I arrive here. It's not a long story to be sure... but it's how I got here."
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Kyakuta Shawlong
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 25
Physical Description: Kyakuta is a man of beauty and grace. He stands just shy of 6'3. His golden eyes and soft features have lured many to their deaths for underestimating him. His body is a strong temple that he has spent years disciplining and sculpting. People often compare his skin to the smoothness of porcelain, his soft facial features are framed by his well kept black locks. Only a handful of woman has felt the luxurious texture of his hair.
Clothes and Equipment: He can be seen wearing black armor with gold embroidery as well as gold pieces adorning the armor. His ears are pierced and often hand two diamond-shaped gold earings and atop his head, he wears black and gold headpiece with elegant white feather sprouting from the top downwards towards his neck. He fights using a naginata.
Registered: Jan 2, 2020 20:50:57 GMT -8
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Post by Kyakuta Shawlong on Apr 17, 2020 15:09:57 GMT -8
"you're quite the wisecrack...a boat would definitely be the optimal mode of transport. Not much of a job, but I am looking for someone to train with. It gets awfully boring trying to train by yourself. You mentioned that you are a hunter. Is there anything in particular that you enjoy hunting? I'm not much for hunting as I care deeply for animals but to each their own."
"How long have you been here? I am appreciative that you are enjoying your stay here. Are you wanting to get the hair ornament made by a certain time?"
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