Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238 
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Apr 28, 2017 6:14:02 GMT -8
As the Festival is truly beginning to get underway, Lady Naoki arrives. Though she currently lacks a companion, a pair of uniformed but unarmored guards stands nearby. Other more subtle protections are also in play, to such a degree that she feels comfortable walking about as such. For the Festival, Naoki has chosen to wear a green and gold dress, to match the springtime theme. The top of the dress leaves her shoulders bare and is only barely able to cover her chest, while the lower portion appears to be some manner of exceptionally light and partially transparent fabric which seems to wave even in the absence of a breeze. She has drawn her hair back into a loose braid and has completed the outfit with three golden bangles about her right wrist. Naoki stands off to one side of The Commons, as not to interpose directly into things and disrupt the goings-on. Looking around at the faces, present, she recognizes some and is pleased to see that the grand majority of those she can observe at the moment seem to be enjoying themselves. Smiling a bit to herself, Naoki can't help but feel some measure of satisfaction, in apparently having made the correct decision in deciding to fund this event. Holding one hand in the other behind her back, Naoki begins to walk, meandering her way around the perimeter of The Commons. She looks inward, to see who all seems to be present, and outward, toward the contests, games, and food court. On her walk, some citizens recognize her and point or offer greetings. She responds with smiles and finger-wiggling waves but does not stop. At a point, Naoki happens across a table that seems to be both unoccupied and clean, in addition to being the shade of an umbrella. She decides to requisition this table for her use and so seats herself before it, careful as not to tear her dress. From this position, Lady Naoki continues to look out across the festival grounds, apparently without plans to do anything in particular for the time being. Anyone at the festival would be able to approach Naoki's table at this point, though the guards remain nearby. |
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Ganymede Galaii
Dedicated
The Muse of Merry-Making
Roleplay posts: 219
Age: Any one she wants.
Physical Description: She takes a humanoid appearance, with long hair, nails, and eyes that changes colors depending on the mood she's in (usually found in some sort of periwinkle, lilac hue, tho). She usually takes a lush, hourglass-shaped feminine form.
Clothes and Equipment: Ganymede is always dressed in daring and bold fashion choices -- if she's in a good mood. If she's in a bad mood, she'll usually be clothed in dark and somber colors. She dresses according to the way she feels -- or according to the theme of her latest party.
Registered: Mar 15, 2017 13:43:35 GMT -8
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Post by Ganymede Galaii on Apr 28, 2017 7:00:24 GMT -8
PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT:
The KING and QUEEN of PROSPERNALIA DAY Contest is OPEN! Applications are accepted until 11am PST Saturday, April 29th.
The JOUSTING Contest is OPEN! Applications are accepted until 4pm PST Saturday, April 29th.
The ARCHERY contest, the HORSE RACING contest, and the TUG OF WAR contest will be opened sometimes in the late morning/early afternoon on Saturday, April 29th.
Follow this thread or Ganymede Galaii to be updated on winners and contest openings!And back to your regularly scheduled in-character roleplay. |
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Ryden Greyiron
Dedicated
Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226 
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
Registered: Apr 30, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -8
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Apr 28, 2017 7:09:01 GMT -8
Ryden Greyiron made his way to the Festival of Prospernalia, walking amongst the throng of people pressing to get through the gates, accompanied, as ever, by a pair of Citadel Guards blending in a few paces behind him. In stark contrast to the compacted crowds pushing towards the entrance, Ryden walked in a small bubble of clearance - most everyone knew who he was, and those who didn't were encouraged through the pressure of their peers to stay clear. While the chancellor would usually prefer to be in the mix with everyone else, it was to be expected of his life, he supposed - and, it gave him a chance to show off his new suit, expertly made as it was by Genevieve St. James of the St. James Clothery. The wonderfully rich blue and silver stood out amongst the fairly drab and common colours of the Isran proletariat.
Once he was in the Festival proper, he walked around the Common Grounds, preferring not to visit the game or food stalls that decorated the public spaces of the area. He had no interest in the games, though, and was not yet hungry - rather, he was more interested in wandering around and talking to the various festivalgoers about whatever they might want to discuss. It was a rarity for him to be able to interact with the Isran public and talk over things with them, however banal or, conversely, important they as be. The guards accompanying him stayed a satisfactory distance back as to both be clandestine and also unobtrusive. As he wandered, though, he was open to approach from any of the other celebrators - in fact, he would appreciate it greatly if someone were to come and make conversation with him.
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 28, 2017 8:08:21 GMT -8
Another blush stained the enchantress' cheeks, but where a maid might flutter her lashes and look away, or perhaps even giggle lightly, Genevieve did none of these things -- for she was not truly in the spring of her youth anymore. She blushed, but she smiled and instead laughed softly, more of a chuckle than anything. "Oui, I suppose that is true. Spring is spring is spring," Genevieve agreed with @kiera , falling into step beside the golden-eyed, stunning woman as she moved closer to where Kelmaer Iridien was seated and enjoying his meal. Her orange gown swayed around the graceful stride of her step, the lace and jersey brushing over the verdant green grass beneath them. "I... yes, yes I would say so. I actually make me home in Fletcher, Aozora," Genevieve said to Kiera, choosing to skip over how long she'd been in Isra and the time she'd recently been away from it. "I have found Isra to be the most open and accepting to different business," the Enchantress explained. As they moved toward Kelmaer, they moved away from where Empress Naoki and Ryden Greyiron had entered into the commons, their backs to the Isran officiants. Genevieve turned her gentle smile onto Kelmaer. "Bonjour, sir. We do not mean to interrupt, but how are you enjoying the ... turkey leg, is it?" Genevieve asked. |
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on Apr 28, 2017 10:11:03 GMT -8
Raoul has stopped off to stable his horse and change his clothes, and clean up some before attending the festival. He didn’t have anything properly fancy to wear, but he wasn’t too worried about that. He wasn’t here to win beauty contests, he was here to have a drink or ten and take in the local sights. Particularly the sights of attractive young women skipping around in immodest dresses and crowns of flowers…
Raoul stood stunned at the gate for a moment before the people behind him pushed him through. He stumbled slightly, trying not to stare, and almost succeeding. He had been unsure about the loose shirt that showed off rather a lot of his chest, and tight pants that showed off other assets, but apparently, he had made exactly the right choice.
With a wide smile and a keen eye for the beauty of his surroundings, Raoul strode into the fairgrounds and looked for the best way to join in the festivities.
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Ganymede Galaii
Dedicated
The Muse of Merry-Making
Roleplay posts: 219
Age: Any one she wants.
Physical Description: She takes a humanoid appearance, with long hair, nails, and eyes that changes colors depending on the mood she's in (usually found in some sort of periwinkle, lilac hue, tho). She usually takes a lush, hourglass-shaped feminine form.
Clothes and Equipment: Ganymede is always dressed in daring and bold fashion choices -- if she's in a good mood. If she's in a bad mood, she'll usually be clothed in dark and somber colors. She dresses according to the way she feels -- or according to the theme of her latest party.
Registered: Mar 15, 2017 13:43:35 GMT -8
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Post by Ganymede Galaii on Apr 28, 2017 10:53:11 GMT -8
The Duchess of Diversion, the Princess of Parties, was making her way through the crowd. She was gorgeous and enticing, she drew eyes, and she made people laugh. She made the day brighter, happier, more joyful -- even in that god-awful (or god-amazing?) thing she was wearing that did nothing to hide her curves. She was greeting everyone who greeted her, taking their hands, kissing their faces, hugging them, a personally woman who adored to be touched by others, and enjoyed touching others, too. Her rippling, rainbow-brite hair continued to wave on unseen currents, large, glittering gold earrings dangling by her face that caught the sunlight and sent a kaleidoscope of color. And then she turned, and saw Empress Naoki . " Ah! The High Lady has graced us with her presence!" She called and quickly made her way over, hips swaying. She took a seat beside Naoki, a glorious smile on her kiss-me mouth-- and then she did. Kiss High Lady Naoki, that is. Her silk hands cupped Naoki's face and her even-softer mouth settled with a warm and feminine pressure on Naoki's own. Lips pressed, caught warm, angled just so to fit perfectly against Naoki's own and when Ganymede pulled back, there might have been a slight sting to Naoki's lips, as if Gany might have taken a slight nibble. " Are you enjoying Prospernalia?" the accented Minister asked, pulling away the touch of her hands and her mouth as she momentarily looked away from Naoki in order to wave to those that called Ganymede's name, and that of Naoki's as well. |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 16, 2024 15:26:10 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 11:09:53 GMT -8
Seren was bursting with excitement as Typhus brought her to the festival. She had a new dress, a fluttering, lilac thing that was paired perfectly against her pale, moonlight skin and her swaying, midnight hair. A witch had even enchanted her eyes so that she would be able to see during the day time, and Seren was basically overwhelmed by the amount of colors she could see.  Almost hopping as they walked through the commons, Seren didn't even know where to look first. "Oh, Typhus! Look!" She pointed, boldly, at a group of girls who walked by, flower crowns on their heads and flirtatious smiles for the white-haired gladiator, batting their lashes. "I want one!" Seren said, and then she let go of his hand to sweep forward and ask a child where he got the sling-shot he was using to fling brightly-colored pebbles at his cohorts. "Typhus!" she called, and immediately wandered off into the crowd where she saw a bunch of people gathered. [Exit to the Ring Toss Game] |
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Knight-Captain Calgary
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 24
Physical Description: A fitting description is tall, dark, and handsome. He is tall, coming in at about 6'4" and weighing 225lbs, he is one if the largest Dawn Riders. He has brown eyes, and keeps his black hair close to his scalp.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a full set of heavy plate armor, as does his Griffin. He wields a large shield and a larger maul. No ranged weapons of any sort, though he does have an Isran banner flying off the back of his Griffin
Registered: May 12, 2016 9:42:25 GMT -8
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Post by Knight-Captain Calgary on Apr 28, 2017 11:28:30 GMT -8
Acting Commodore Stirling Calgary was in his element, a pretty girl pretty much on each arm and having rigged a card game to get his socially shy former commanding officer to enter the King and Queen competition. His perfectly tailored uniform showed off his muscular form to perfection, and he constantly regaled his two companions with daring tales of his escapades in the Riders. He was the perfect image of a Dawn Rider Officer, equal parts dashing and charming.
He did need to remember to congratulate Liz on her crowning once it was official. She had saved the city and half the people in it more times than he could count, the least they could do was vote for her in the competition.
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Apr 28, 2017 11:39:32 GMT -8
Alli took a seat next to Empress Naoki, dressed not in her robes or armor per usual, but in a low cut light blue blouse with a darker blue skirt. She was content to observe for the moment, pulling a small flask from her chest and taking a swig. Ganymede had truly pulled a great thing off here, everyone milling about seemed to be having a great time and Alli was in a phenomenal mood, her presence with Naoki having more to do with a lack of knowing anyone else than her usual protective duties. |
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Clio of the Kush
Committed
Roleplay posts: 55
Registered: Apr 10, 2016 0:29:56 GMT -8
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Apr 28, 2017 11:48:57 GMT -8
After the disaster that happened on her plantation, Clio had finally managed to replant most of the crops she lost. She figured those crops didn't need to be watched right now since they were still underground, so she took Tommy with her to the Prospernalia Festival. Clio wanted to have some good fun with her lover Tommy and hopefully he wouldn't do anything to get them both in trouble. |
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Centurion Analiese Hael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 31
Physical Description: She is slightly above average height for a woman, about 5'10" and weighing a bit more at a 190lbs. She has medium-length platinum blonde hair, and a rather feminine face. It is the stern look in her eye that gives her face its hard edge, accompanied by the numerous bruises and scars that are a result of years of military service. Her figure is relatively slender, compacted with muscle from years of training and a strict nutrition regime.
Clothes and Equipment: Ana wears the traditional armor of an Isran Centurion, complete with the red sash and the Isran sigil on her breast. The armor is fitting to what curves she does have, and, given that the Lady Naoki had a say in the armor, probably accentuates them. She wields her sword, a weapon of no particularly special properties beyond good craftsmanship and having been lovingly maintained by generations of Haels. Her legionnaire's shield completes the image of a stalwart Isran warrior.
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 13:19:28 GMT -8
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Post by Centurion Analiese Hael on Apr 28, 2017 12:00:12 GMT -8
Ana was in rare form today, the entire legion having been given leave to attend the festival as reward for their service in the Goraian War.
She was accompanied by some of her soldiers, everyone dressed down in summery civilian clothes, the Centurion herself rocking a brilliantly yellow and orange sundress for the occasion. A brief salute to Lady Naoki as they walked in, milling about and making conversation with various people.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 16, 2024 15:26:10 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 12:04:00 GMT -8
High Lady? Kiera perks her head up, glancing around - the entry grounds were swarming with more people. But the idea of a higher authority being out here? It was interesting - the most she'd ever seen was a lord's face, but that hadn't been on good terms. The recollection made her scars ache. There she was, Empress Naoki . She seemed... well, very unorthodox. It was odd seeing these kinds of dresses on ladies, but then again - a number of people from all sorts of walks of life came to Isra. She would just have to accept that normal wasn't normal. But then again, this was the first person she'd seen with cat ears. Very odd. Ahh, no, she couldn't say that. That wasn't fair. Either way, she couldn't help but watch the woman as she strolled about the commons and took up a place to sit. |
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Apr 28, 2017 16:49:06 GMT -8
The Duchess of Diversion, the Princess of Parties, was making her way through the crowd. She was gorgeous and enticing, she drew eyes, and she made people laugh. She made the day brighter, happier, more joyful -- even in that god-awful (or god-amazing?) thing she was wearing that did nothing to hide her curves. She was greeting everyone who greeted her, taking their hands, kissing their faces, hugging them, a personally woman who adored to be touched by others, and enjoyed touching others, too. Her rippling, rainbow-brite hair continued to wave on unseen currents, large, glittering gold earrings dangling by her face that caught the sunlight and sent a kaleidoscope of color. And then she turned, and saw Empress Naoki . " Ah! The High Lady has graced us with her presence!" She called and quickly made her way over, hips swaying. She took a seat beside Naoki, a glorious smile on her kiss-me mouth-- and then she did. Kiss High Lady Naoki, that is. Her silk hands cupped Naoki's face and her even-softer mouth settled with a warm and feminine pressure on Naoki's own. Lips pressed, caught warm, angled just so to fit perfectly against Naoki's own and when Ganymede pulled back, there might have been a slight sting to Naoki's lips, as if Gany might have taken a slight nibble. " Are you enjoying Prospernalia?" the accented Minister asked, pulling away the touch of her hands and her mouth as she momentarily looked away from Naoki in order to wave to those that called Ganymede's name, and that of Naoki's as well. As someone calls her name, Lady Naoki looks over to find that Ganymede Galaii has spotted her. In response to her greeting, Naoki smiles and waves as she tends to, but quickly realizes that that was not the full extent of Ganymede's greeting. As the Minister approaches, Naoki blatantly and unabashedly exercises her Right to Ogle, giving Ganymede a thorough visual exploration. Though Naoki is far from an authority on fashion, she does have her tastes, and whatever sort of garment that is, with its deep V-neck and gold ornamentation, receives Naoki's approval. Though perhaps, Naoki supposes, she's more attracted to the woman within, and the garment is simply an excellent framing. Ganymede's kiss catches Naoki partially by surprise; she was expecting a physical greeting, but only a single individual greets her with kisses. Even so, Naoki doesn't mind in the slightest. After she's had the chance to realize what's going on, Naoki leans to the side and begins to kiss Gany right back, taking her first taste of Nymph. Naoki places her free hand on Gany's side, running it sensually down the silky fabric covering her lower back and hips until Naoki has a handful of Gany's most prominent asset. As they pull apart, Naoki comes away with a lopsided smirk. She gives Ganymede a quick squeeze before withdrawing her hand and runs the tip of her tongue across her upper lip. As Alli approaches and seats herself, Naoki turns halfway to offer her a smile and a nod, in an excellent mood of her own, but Ganymede has captured Naoki's full attention for the time being, so she turns back to respond to the question. Naoki nods her head a few times before speaking, "So far, yes, very much." After a pause, she adds, "I have only just arrived, I have yet to partake in any of the festivities." |
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 28, 2017 16:58:01 GMT -8
She had been speaking to Kiera, but it seemed that Genevieve's rambling speech had lost attention. She'd even asked the horned fellow that was eating a question, but he was focused on his food. Not offended in the least -- the display that High Lady Naoki and Minister Ganymede made was certainly eye-catching -- Genevieve slipped quietly away to get something to eat.
[ Exit to Skewers ]
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Ganymede Galaii
Dedicated
The Muse of Merry-Making
Roleplay posts: 219
Age: Any one she wants.
Physical Description: She takes a humanoid appearance, with long hair, nails, and eyes that changes colors depending on the mood she's in (usually found in some sort of periwinkle, lilac hue, tho). She usually takes a lush, hourglass-shaped feminine form.
Clothes and Equipment: Ganymede is always dressed in daring and bold fashion choices -- if she's in a good mood. If she's in a bad mood, she'll usually be clothed in dark and somber colors. She dresses according to the way she feels -- or according to the theme of her latest party.
Registered: Mar 15, 2017 13:43:35 GMT -8
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Post by Ganymede Galaii on Apr 28, 2017 17:11:17 GMT -8
Oh, Ganymede was so pleased with the way Empress Naoki responded to the nymph's kiss, to the taste of her tongue and the bite of her teeth. The way Naoki melted into the curves of Ganymede's body, the sensation of feeling the woman's hand run over the textured material of the pink of her suit, tracing Gany's lines and then curving to the sweet, sweet bottom in that clingy pink -- it made the Nymph gift Naoki with a hint and a taste of a soft gasp and a quiet laugh against the cat-woman's lips. And then the kiss parted, and Ganymede's hands lifted from Naoki's face, momentarily tracing the line of her jaw before she turned to smile at Alliandre Saleia who had come up to Naoki's otherside. Gany would have reached for her as well, but Gany was already asking Naoki about the festival and the High Lady was answering. " Then you are missing out, my lady," Ganymede insisted with a sparkle on her voice. " I would highly suggest the candy apples -- they are sweet on the tongue." Her smile was quick and hot to Naoki, and it caressed over Alli as well, the girl to Naoki's side receiving a saucy little wink from Ganymede. " But if that is not your appetite, perhaps a game? No one seems to be able to defeat the Strongman game, much to my amusement, yes," Ganymede said and gestured toward the games with a laugh. She saw a little warrioress go walking by, and Ganymede gasped. " That is Lamina Manira, no? I have heard! I will say hello. If you need me, simply call," Ganymede said to the High Lady, and she was off toward the Turkey Legs to speak to the ex-gladiator.
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 15:26:10 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 19:43:49 GMT -8
That... was... a bit much. Watching Ganymede Galaii and Empress Naoki engage like that, one of which was supposed to be something of a figurehead or leader to this city... She lost her appetite. And Lady Genevieve St. James wandered off, leaving her to herself once again. What more was she to do? Turn around and wander for the entrance - only this time, looking to make it an exit. |
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Alliandre Saleia
Committed
Roleplay posts: 99
Age: 25
Physical Description: She is a tall (5'11") and fair-skinned young woman. Long black hair falls down the entirety of her backside, terminating in a slight ponytail for the last foot of hair. Her lithe and muscular form is heavily complimented by her choice in clothing, and she maintains a strict regime of cleanliness that makes herself constantly clean and nearly germ-free. Her blue eyes glow dimly in all but the brightest of lights.
Clothes and Equipment: Silken robes cover most of her body, with her shoulders and chest protected by leather armor. Long black boots stretch up to meet matching black greaves at her knees. A glaive is usually slung across her back, its long haft inscribed with a flowing pattern of runes that enhance magical healing abilities. The glaive's blade is a dull green color, but incredibly sharp. A first aid kit is secured to her belt just beneath the end of her hair.
Registered: Jun 5, 2016 0:41:42 GMT -8
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Post by Alliandre Saleia on Apr 29, 2017 6:42:57 GMT -8
Alli observed Naoki and Gany "greeting" one another, a smirk on her face as she giggled slightly. Naoki was completely incorrigible, and it would seem Ganymede was the same way. She returned the smile directed at her with a warm one of her own, and a respectful wink at the pair's antics. She kept mostly quiet otherwise, content to observe the others interacting about her.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2017 8:55:30 GMT -8
Kelly ran to the outhouse but not for any biological reason. Rather, her embarrassment had gotten the best of her and she needed to be alone. She slammed the door on the stall and sat in silence, her head hanging in her hands. Why did she keep slipping up like that? Was she too drunk? She should be able to hold her liqueur better than this. There was no question that she loved Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan but she also knew she had no interest in Kelly. How could she? The seamstress who hemmed her dress was far more beautiful and the two seemed to connect. Kelly was a criminal. Bella wouldn't even make her weapons for her because of that! She sighed. Maybe she should leave the festival.... |
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 29, 2017 9:09:55 GMT -8
Bella laughed merrily as she wandered through the commons, two tankards in one hand and a massive green dragon plush not much smaller than her hugged in the other. She waved and called out to people she knew in passing and greeted strangers with a wide smile and a “Joyous Prospernalia!”
There was a slight unsteadiness to her step and a tinge of pink to her freckled cheeks that gave the impression that the dwarf was pleasantly tipsy in addition to being swept up in the general merriment. There was also a subtle enchantment woven into her dress that seemed to amplify the effect of her infectious joy, gently inspiring others to join in the fun and lifting the spirits of those that were already feeling the celebratory mood.
Not seeing @banditkelly between the Ale Garden and here, Bella wanders over to the privvies. She wasn’t exactly eager to disturb, but her friend had been gone a while, and checking on her seemed like the prudent course. She calls out from a slight distance, “Kelly? Kelly, are you still here? Is everything alright?”
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 16, 2024 15:26:10 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2017 9:14:18 GMT -8
Kelly heard Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan outside and rubbed her face. She had to stop moping. Even if Bella wasn't interested in her, she was still Kelly's employee and she needed to be professional. With one last sigh she opened the door and looked to Bella. "Sorry about that," She said with a weary smile, "I guess ale goes right through me. Did I miss anything, ma'am?" |
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