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 May 12, 2017 9:10:42 GMT -8
Raoul covers his surprise at the turn fairly well. He had thought for a moment there Elizabeth Finch had been actually upset with him, but the moment seemed to have passed now. Trying to be playful and leaping a touch too far, probably. At least she had realized it and backed off. “I wouldn’t mind a walk and getting away from the crowds. And maybe escaping without making too much of an ass out of myself around the mucky-mucks.” He laughed and winked, pushing to his feet, one hand out to help Liz rise as well.
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 14:43:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2017 6:04:43 GMT -8
The man finishes the drink handed to him by the odd woman and quietly leaves - seemed he was a bit of a fish out of water here.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2017 7:11:07 GMT -8
"You're welcome," Fairuz said simply to High Lady Naoki. The Emira was aware that that string of words -- thank you for coming...-- was usually a polite aside that cultures and communities like Isra's and beyond use to simply be polite, to be filler words that really don't have much of a meaning, but Fairuz almost always chose to meet those sort of superfluous words head on. And with the way her green eyes watched Empress Naoki for the moment, it seemed she was waiting for a moment to see how she might react to the directness.. and to the fact that Fairuz did not mention any pleasure (or displeasure) at speaking to Naoki further. But then there was Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan, pretty little Bella sitting beside her and Fairuz was charmed by her. The Emira gestured, and the golden jewelry that dripped across her temple or at her ears or around her wrists chimed quietly. "Fairuz means, in a very rough translation, 'turquoise majesty'," she told Bella, and then Fairuz's own fingertips brushed against the golden-tan skin of her cheekbone. "For my eyes." And the overwhelming connection to Sakandshrianan, but she did not mention that. And then she reached out to touch a lock of Bella's dark hair, smoothing the end of it and resting it just so, Fairuz's gaze wandering for a moment over Bella's entire 'look', from her hair to what she might be wearing as jewelry, to her bodice to her hands. "You, I think, we would call Bahijya in Sakand. It means, in a way, 'a unique woman.'"
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on May 14, 2017 8:28:44 GMT -8
Raoul covers his surprise at the turn fairly well. He had thought for a moment there Elizabeth Finch had been actually upset with him, but the moment seemed to have passed now. Trying to be playful and leaping a touch too far, probably. At least she had realized it and backed off. “I wouldn’t mind a walk and getting away from the crowds. And maybe escaping without making too much of an ass out of myself around the mucky-mucks.” He laughed and winked, pushing to his feet, one hand out to help Liz rise as well. "No worries about that, we are the King and Queen! We can do whatever we please! And I don't need your help, but thank you." The last part was said sincerely as she stood on her own, grabbing his hand only to maintain the proper appearance. "Any particular place you would like to go?"
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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 May 14, 2017 9:35:34 GMT -8
He chuckled and shook his head as she stood up. He was trying to be well-mannered, but he was hardly an expert on the local customs. Actually, that was a lie. He was inventing excuses to take her hand. And it worked, so it was hard to be upset about it if she made a point of not needing assistance. “I am new in town, so I hardly think I am in much of a position to suggest something. You would know better. But I did hear someone talking about a ranch outside the city I should visit after the festival, yes?”
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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 May 14, 2017 12:18:38 GMT -8
Bella blushed slightly at the touch, looking down and away for a moment, then smiling to @fairuz . She had come over to say a simple hello, and now she was in conversation with these powerful and high-ranking women that just kept complimenting her and being so kind and friendly. It was entirely outside of her expectations. “That is a very nice name. Not as beautiful as yours, but that is probably fitting…”
She wasn’t really trying to flirt with the Emira, but she also wasn’t really trying not to. And the magic of her dress lent that flirty, seductive air to everything she did, whether she willed it or not. A playful blush. A bite of her lower lip. A touch of her hair. Another warm, genuine smile, with a twinkle in her green eyes. Even the way her silver earrings reflected the twinkle of the fairy lights seemed equal parts teasing and inviting. “I have never been to Sakand. Maybe I should visit some time and see it.”
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 14:43:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2017 14:57:36 GMT -8
Bella blushed slightly at the touch, looking down and away for a moment, then smiling to @fairuz . She had come over to say a simple hello, and now she was in conversation with these powerful and high-ranking women that just kept complimenting her and being so kind and friendly. It was entirely outside of her expectations. “That is a very nice name. Not as beautiful as yours, but that is probably fitting…” She wasn’t really trying to flirt with the Emira, but she also wasn’t really trying not to. And the magic of her dress lent that flirty, seductive air to everything she did, whether she willed it or not. A playful blush. A bite of her lower lip. A touch of her hair. Another warm, genuine smile, with a twinkle in her green eyes. Even the way her silver earrings reflected the twinkle of the fairy lights seemed equal parts teasing and inviting. “I have never been to Sakand. Maybe I should visit some time and see it.” Kelly sneezed at the same time Bella was away. As she rubbed her nose she started to wonder if something was up...Eventually she waved it off as paranoia and jealousy and went back to milking her drink and daydreaming about Bella.
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 14:43:44 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2017 20:18:08 GMT -8
Fairuz smiled at the way Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan blushed and flirted, with her eyes and her curves, taking advantage of the twinkling lights above them. "What an alluring creature you are," Fairuz said, her exotic accent still dancing on her words. She drew her hand back however and reached for her wine glass. "You will be welcomed in Sakand, and I think you would enjoy it," the Emira told Bella. Then she turned her gaze onto Empress Naoki, looking at her with a seductive but also appraising gleam to the Emira's jade green eyes. The Emira watched the high lady from over the rim of her glass before she swallowed, wine making the Sakandi's woman's lush mouth shimmer a bit beneath the lights. "When shall we meet to discuss the future of Sakand?" the Emira asked Naoki, glancing down at the woman's body and dress. "I have large projects coming underway, and certain needs I can no longer deny," Fairuz said, and lifted her lashes to look directly into Naoki's face as she said her trailing last words.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on May 17, 2017 14:39:09 GMT -8
He chuckled and shook his head as she stood up. He was trying to be well-mannered, but he was hardly an expert on the local customs. Actually, that was a lie. He was inventing excuses to take her hand. And it worked, so it was hard to be upset about it if she made a point of not needing assistance. “I am new in town, so I hardly think I am in much of a position to suggest something. You would know better. But I did hear someone talking about a ranch outside the city I should visit after the festival, yes?” "A bit bold my King," she said teasingly, following it with a mischievous glance. "Good thing I happen to admire boldness, I'll show you to my ranch then, but I think we shall take the long way. You have a horse to ride upon, correct?"
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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 May 17, 2017 18:26:57 GMT -8
"Indeed, my queen, I have a fine horse. Not as fancy as some, but she won me the horse race." Raoul laughed warmly and offered Elizabeth Finch his arm. "Shall we?" --[Exit?]--
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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 May 17, 2017 23:29:56 GMT -8
Looking on as the other two women speak, Naoki is content only to observe. She finds it not entirely surprising but pleasant nonetheless that @fairuz seems at ease talking with Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan , who could in a political context be considered only a private citizen. Though behavior during first impressions doesn’t count for much, Naoki reminds herself. In any case, Naoki has nothing to offer, just maintaining her pleasantly neutral expression until Fairuz turns toward her. Resting the side of her jaw against one fist, Naoki raises an eyebrow, and the matching corner of her mouth as Fairuz finishes speaking. Stylistically, Naoki decides, she quite likes Fairuz. Looking directly back into Fairuz’ eyes, Naoki spends the space of a few moments considering how, exactly, she might go about thoroughly satiating Fairuz’ “needs,” before focusing her gaze and drifting it downward, in consideration of the question asked. “Hm. … The evening following the scheduled meeting may be the best time,” Naoki says. “This is to be a, personal discussion, I take it?”
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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 May 18, 2017 10:25:19 GMT -8
Bella fell quiet as the two important women started to talk to each other about important matters. She didn’t seem to mind, simply sipping her wine and listening politely. If there was any indication she was unwanted, or that the discussion was about to shift to matters of state, she would quietly slip off, but at the moment, it seemed they were simply discussing scheduling the matters of state discussion, and she didn’t think that was likely to be secret enough that her presence would be a problem.
Besides, she was honestly enjoying rubbing elbows with the quality, so to speak. It would be quite a story later on to say how she had chatted over drinks with the High lady of Isra and the Emira of Sakand.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on May 19, 2017 17:00:04 GMT -8
"Indeed, my queen, I have a fine horse. Not as fancy as some, but she won me the horse race." Raoul laughed warmly and offered Elizabeth Finch his arm. "Shall we?" --[Exit?]-- Liz took his arm, laughing warmheartedly. "We shall." <Exit>
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