Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135 
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Mar 15, 2017 18:31:23 GMT -8
As the beast began pursuing the party once again Kane cast a spell to slow it down and hopefully put some distance between them, and whatever had caused that huge explosion in the woods. A fire sprang up in the forest between the party and the beast. It rose up into the form of a wall, igniting nearby trees and shrubbery as well as releasing a large amount of smoke, more than a normal fire should. As the wall of fire takes shape Kane's other spells dissipated as he focus on the fire, mainly the one that was keeping the fog at Bay.
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Karath Durson
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 168
Age: 27
Registered: Oct 27, 2015 20:59:28 GMT -8
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Post by Karath Durson on Mar 15, 2017 19:13:04 GMT -8
He looked to Abby and then back forward, hardly a gesture to acknowledge her discovery as he focused fully on bolting as fast as possible. As Karath and his group ran further into the mist, the fog would grow even thicker and thicker by the leap and bound... Considering Kane had to have been splitting his focus and resources casting so many spells, then his first effect, the clearing of the fog, was sure to have dissipated by now. Had this been the case, Karath and his party (and Zero, if he chose to follow) would disappear into the Misty Woods. |
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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 Mar 15, 2017 21:43:16 GMT -8
"Yes!" Skarlet landed a successful shot and celebrated with a fist pump. The running resumes and she follows into the Misty Woods. She was liking her new adventure already, it was exciting and different working with a small team.
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Abby Longblood
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 21
Physical Description: An albino girl with a short body and thin posture. Her skin is very pale and her hair is dyed a soft pink over her natural white-silver. Because of her Albinism her eyes appear red.
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Clothes and Equipment: Likes to wear dresses that are short in the front, with torn apart lace over it to make it easier to move.
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Her weapon is a long black leather whip with an enchantment gem in the handle. When touched by any part of the whip the victim will be hit with a current of electricity. Not enough to knock them out, but enough to restrict movements and cause uncontrollable jerks of the body.
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Registered: Mar 2, 2017 15:37:42 GMT -8
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Post by Abby Longblood on Mar 15, 2017 22:16:46 GMT -8
Even though everyone was still focused on the wrong beast, the spells were wide enough to keep it from rampaging after them. After a while, even Abby couldn't see the beast again, but felt glad to be running for a little while longer.
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Something
Established
Roleplay posts: 19
Registered: Jan 13, 2017 21:28:18 GMT -8
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Post by Something on Mar 16, 2017 13:26:14 GMT -8
The beast is only slightly slowed down by Kane's spell, and only for a second. It leaped through the wall of fire, left with no other choice confronted with it suddenly at the speed it was running at... the smoke and the mist concealed it from view for a moment, and while it couldn't see them, it continued charging forward in an attempt to catch up with them.
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2017 9:09:47 GMT -8
Sione, upon horseback with Xin, would follow the road through the forest, aiming toward the city of Isra proper. Unless stopped, she'd proceed, urging the horse along at a swift pace.
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Xin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 85
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Xin on Mar 26, 2017 19:49:09 GMT -8
Carried weightlessly, Xin sat upon the horse in front of Sione, allowing the beast to ferry them towards their next destination, his gaze slowly scanning the surrounding tree-line as they passed- should anything attempt to take them by surprise.
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 14:56:50 GMT -8
She road atop her silver elk at a functional pace, no hood to obscure her head. She was dressed comfortably, in clothes suitable for a noble with common sense not to appear too wealthy in an unknown forest. The silver, spiraling horns of the elk dipped to either side of her as she held onto the reigns. She did not feel afraid of the forest, as she felt a sort of kinship to it as she did at the forest back home in Sylvelis. Unless impeded, she planned to continue down the road until she came upon the city of Isra.  |
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Sept 7, 2017 18:19:57 GMT -8
It had been a good while since Lamina had ventured out, much less to do any real hiking or training with her trusty sentient armor, Ishtaroth . Today she felt like going out into the woods, in part to rediscover a lonely but idyllic clearing she had found many months ago, but also to gain a better scope of her armor's capabilities. It took her awhile to find her spot, all the while speaking out loud to Ishtaroth in knife form at her hip. A small stream trickled through a lush meadow, several boulders around to sit and ruminate on... "Ishtaroth... we're here." |
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Ishtaroth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Physical Description: Until summoned, Ishtaroth is a small knife, seemingly carved out of bone. After being summoned, it takes on the shape of a suit of armor. Its plates are of bone, with thick, glistening flesh covering the joints.
Registered: Sept 30, 2016 18:17:29 GMT -8
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Post by Ishtaroth on Sept 9, 2017 12:48:48 GMT -8
The knife's single eye surveys the clearing.
"This place should do nicely. If you would be so kind as to summon me, we can begin. I hope you remembered to bring the twenty pounds of meat, as I requested. We shall need it."
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2017 13:59:15 GMT -8
Not too far away from the young woman was a relatively small bush-like tree, as if it was still growing into its full height. The rumblings of the much larger woman shook the branches, knocking something even smaller out of the leaves- a tiny woman, barely standing 6 inches in height, donning grass blades as a dress and leafy hair with flower buds as accessories. The tiny woman tumbled to the ground and landed in a sitting position, rubbing her head in frustration as she looked up to Lamina. Although she didn't say anything, she was easily frightened and began to run back into her tree.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Sept 9, 2017 20:32:42 GMT -8
"Oh. That. ...Right."
As it so happened, Lamina had at her left hip a bag of holding of small dimensions, one in which she had stored what Ishtaroth had requested she procure in town.
"This is... or was, my favorite spot awhile ago. But I guess I just stopped coming here.. it's too far away," she said casually, having long since become more comfortable with her strange new friend. She stopped by a tree stump and unfastened the bag from her belt, setting it down. From here, it seemed sensible to address the fact that she had never asked why Ishtaroth had requested her to get twenty pounds of meat and stuff it in a magical bag.
"So uh... what did you have in mind?"
Yet as she had moved to the tree stump to use it as a sort of table, she had brushed several branches of a small nearby tree. As she spoke, she heard a tiny thump, and spun around to lay her eyes on what she instinctively knew was something small and alive. She caught glimpse of the form of a tiny, green haired humanoid that immediately retreated to safety.
"Ishtaroth, look!"
Yet with Ishtaroth at her hip in the form of a knife facing the wrong direction, it was likely only Lamina saw what she found herself going after.
"Wait!" Fascinated with that she'd never seen before, she began slowly and carefully rummaging through the tree, trying to get closer to the tiny dryad.
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Ishtaroth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Physical Description: Until summoned, Ishtaroth is a small knife, seemingly carved out of bone. After being summoned, it takes on the shape of a suit of armor. Its plates are of bone, with thick, glistening flesh covering the joints.
Registered: Sept 30, 2016 18:17:29 GMT -8
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Post by Ishtaroth on Sept 9, 2017 21:27:44 GMT -8
"This seems needless. Perhaps we should get back to the matter at hand. It's been decades since I last had the opportunity to stretch."
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2017 22:47:53 GMT -8
The dryad kept moving through the foliage, trying everything she could to dodge Lamina's movements. Finally, she burst upwards with a powerful gust of wind and hovered in the air above the two, looking at them with puffed cheeks and crossed arms. A swirl of wind could be seen around her lower torso, spinning and creating a tiny dust devil that connected with the ground.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Sept 11, 2017 12:49:26 GMT -8
Ishtaroth, for the moment being, is all but ignored, as Lamina pursues the little dryad. The sudden gust of wind and display of magic causes her to stop, however, and she steps back several paces, retreating from the tree. She was now in somewhat of a state of awe of the little thing, which she was beginning to associate more and more with a little human.
"Okay! Okay!"
Lamina stops her pursuit, but cannot fully disengage from her fascination.
"What are you?"
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 13:04:28 GMT -8
"What does it look like, ya big goof?!" She squeaked angerly. Yet it was obvious she was putting up a facade. The massive creatures below her terrified her to the bone- they could crush her with a single hand, why wouldn't she be? Still, this was her home and the last thing she wanted was for them to stomp on it.
"I'm a dryad! You've disturbed my peace! State your business here or I'll....I'll, uh...crush you!"
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Ishtaroth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Physical Description: Until summoned, Ishtaroth is a small knife, seemingly carved out of bone. After being summoned, it takes on the shape of a suit of armor. Its plates are of bone, with thick, glistening flesh covering the joints.
Registered: Sept 30, 2016 18:17:29 GMT -8
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Post by Ishtaroth on Sept 12, 2017 8:15:17 GMT -8
Ishtaroth sighs, but says nothing. A strip of leather slowly unwinds from the hilt, crawling up under Lamina's shirt. It is unlikely that there will be hostilities, but he will be prepared nonetheless.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Sept 14, 2017 15:32:03 GMT -8
"A.. dryad?"
Lamina had never heard the word before. She could feel Ishtaroth's protective posturing, a sensation she never grew truly used to. In truth, she too felt very cautious of this new encounter, even though the dryad was kind of cute in a doll-like way and didn't seem like she could crush anything. Yet Lamina knew magic was very deceiving.
"I was just... exploring. I've been here a few times before. Please don't squish anyone, I don't want to hurt you," she said, trying to reassure the dryad of her peaceful intentions.
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 17:35:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2017 20:21:45 GMT -8
"It worked?! I-I mean, very well! I shall s-spare your lives today." The dryad said, stunned that the titan fell for her facade. She floated back down to her tree and stood on the highest branch, still dwarved by Lamina's size.
"Not many people come out this far into the forest...I only remember one other human and he was simply passing through. What is there to explore out here?" She asked quizzically.
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Ishtaroth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Physical Description: Until summoned, Ishtaroth is a small knife, seemingly carved out of bone. After being summoned, it takes on the shape of a suit of armor. Its plates are of bone, with thick, glistening flesh covering the joints.
Registered: Sept 30, 2016 18:17:29 GMT -8
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Post by Ishtaroth on Sept 16, 2017 22:09:33 GMT -8
Ishtaroth's single eye glares at the dryad, leather slowly winding back around the hilt of the blade.
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