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Post by The Dueling School on Sept 24, 2017 22:20:54 GMT -8
 Beneath the coliseum, in the deepest levels of the labyrinthine complex of dungeons below, is an oft-unused chamber that has recently been outfitted as a rudimentary sword school, not too dissimilar to the many other chambers in which arena combatants can practice between matches. Swords of varying dimensions and quality hung on crudely fashioned racks of wood, braziers emitting the hearty light and warmth of small flames, and a cool and consistent draft characterized this hole-in-the-wall dueling club, a trustworthy retreat cobbled together by young men and women aspiring someday to learn the skill of fencing, to aid in pursuit of their often adventurous lifetime goals. |
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13 
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
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Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 25, 2017 17:07:42 GMT -8
A young girl poked her head in cautiously. She had almost gotten lost in the arena's undercroft but having heard rumors of this place and sought to gain a new and useful skill. She asked meekly "Hello?"
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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 25, 2017 17:33:42 GMT -8
Lamina resided in the chamber, sitting upon a small ledge. She appeared to be a young girl, of an age not too far off from her own, plainly dressed in a flowing pink dress, brown hair tied with beads and a red feather. At first glance, she appeared innocent enough, perhaps too much so for the environment around her.
Yet in her right hand was what a bone-chiseled dagger, which she seemed fixated on as Asheryn entered the room. Most shocking about it was the real, living eyeball embedded into the weapon's crossguard... The newcomer would only have a small part of a second to witness this oddity, before the girl returned the artifact to a small sheath on her belt and its eye closed. She looked up.
Her young voice sounded cheerful and pleasantly surprised.
"Oh, hey!"
Lamina hopped off the ledge and walked towards the center of the room, as though to welcome Asheryn into her little lair.
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
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Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 25, 2017 18:27:55 GMT -8
A student of the sword perhaps? Asher missed the details of the strange dagger save for the fact that is was made of bone. Asher stepped into the room with a bit more confidence, "This is the dueling school, yes? This place is like a maze."
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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 25, 2017 18:35:07 GMT -8
"Yes, it is where I'd like to try to teach.. I'm new at that, but I think it will be.. cool," she said, smiling somewhat nervously. "Do you have a sword, or should I provide one for you? Maybe we can go over what best suits you?"
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
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Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 25, 2017 19:25:31 GMT -8
Asher placed a hand on the pummel of a katana that she had obtained in her travels. "I have one but I can barely tell the pointy end from the pummel," she said modestly. She had a minimal amount of training from her youth, just enough to survive most brigands and marauders. She continued, "I haven't even used this blade yet." She drew it, a single smooth motion that revealed a stunningly polished blade with a slight curve to it.
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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 26, 2017 21:57:02 GMT -8
--- Some time later --- Lamina had just finished practicing and going over basics with Asheryn and one other student. That trusty degen in her right hand was resheathed, and as her dress had no belt to loop the scabbard in, she returned it to the stand on the wall. "You learn quickly, and I'm sorry if you're a little worn out. I guess I get a little excited, and cover too many things at once..." Time was difficult to tell here, with the lack of windows in the subterranean chamber, but she felt that it must be late in dusk, rapidly becoming night time. |
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
=====
Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 26, 2017 22:13:26 GMT -8
Asher sheathed her katana. Her right arm was more sore than the rest of her. The blade was more hefty than she had expected when used with one hand. Perhaps next time she would try something new something she saw in lands where she obtained the blade.
She wiped the sweat from her brow then she tapped the side of her head with a single finger. "My father says that I learn to quickly for my own good. With luck I'll keep it all." She took a deep breath, "If not, repetition should improve my mind," She rubbed her right forearm, "and my arm."
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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 26, 2017 22:19:38 GMT -8
"You know... I never really got completely used to that," she said, sitting again on the ledge she was on before. "I had to learn very quick... and one thing I learned was that it always kind of stings a little after a match. You're always tired and sore, and sometimes, if you're not careful, you can pull a muscle."
She thought for a second what else to say.
"So um... what did you think? Do I teach okay? Is there anything I should change?"
It was a big change in pace for Lamina, who was a typically hotheaded and asocial youth before she made the unofficial change in career. It would take some getting used to, considering the needs and feelings of others...
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
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Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 26, 2017 23:13:29 GMT -8
Asher smiled a bit, "So the teacher asks the student to teach her?" She shifted her weight and crossed her arms, "Well some people might find all these 'basics' overwhelming in the first lesson. Past that, I think you did fine." She cocked her head slightly sideways, "We're not your first class are we?"
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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 26, 2017 23:18:13 GMT -8
"Umm.. kind of. I've tried to teach before, but really just one on one."
Lamina made a mental note not to advance too far next lesson, and to take it easy.
"So.... curious, where are you from?"
She found Asheryn's ownership of a katana, a foreign weapon she had only seen a few times before, to be slightly strange for a local.
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
=====
Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 26, 2017 23:27:34 GMT -8
"Am from the north, a land called Venland. But I left home about... 3 years ago. I've been wandering through the world since." She offered her left arm for Lamina to see, "Every marking a new place I've been." She rubbed a finger across a the different marks and spoke a name for each one, "Venland, Towakoshi, Sakand, the Expanse," she ran a finger across a fresh mark, "Isra. I may not have done much of note but I've seen more than any other of living clan."
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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 27, 2017 0:01:45 GMT -8
"Whoa... you've traveled all that way?"
Lamina sounded astonished and impressed, her voice lowered slightly in intrigue. Traveling the world was something she had thought a lot of recently, as she had always been a bit restricted in long distance mobility.
"What's it like? What was your favorite place to be?"
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
=====
Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
=====
Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Sept 27, 2017 0:19:25 GMT -8
She had never thought of it before. Asher took a second to think. After a moment, "To be honest I think being nowhere is the best. Er... The wilds I mean. Away from all the people. That's where I can really connect with the land. Though I have to say, the desert is no place for a Volknir."
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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 27, 2017 0:24:48 GMT -8
"Hmmm... I like to be alone, too, but I don't think I'd like being away for too long."
Lamina had never spent a real significant time out in the wild, and was mostly inexperienced with the concept of camping overnight.
"There.. was a time recently, when I had to cross a desert and a lot of grassland, and spent many nights out in the middle of nowhere. But it got cold at night, and I was very scared."
She then found herself somewhat uncomfortable with going into too much more detail of her journey.
"What's a Volknir?"
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Asheryn Volknir
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 15
Physical Description: =====
Tall for her age at 5'9". Her ever pale and blemish free skin barely hides her well toned muscles. Her long crimson hair mimics the shade of her eyes. An angular, almost elvish face makes her seem more beautiful and aged than she is.
Her left arm is coated with a pattern of tattoos, each part inspired by a different place she had visited.
=====
Clothes and Equipment: https://i.imgur.com/K6FN6j4.jpg
The above image shows the majority of her equipment well.
A myriad of clothing from different regions that is a bit revealing, and pants that are few sizes too large.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Sept 5, 2017 20:08:05 GMT -8
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Post by Asheryn Volknir on Oct 1, 2017 0:27:55 GMT -8
Asher nervously rubbed the back of her head, "Ah, I forget that we are almost unknown beyond our home." She straightened up with pride, "The Volknir is my clan and my family." Asher smiled with a bit of compassion, "But anyway, the first time out alone is the hardest. I got lost in the pine forest when I was seven. Snow and frost on the ground. Spent a week hiding in a cave eating berries and rabbits." The smile became seasoned with pride at surviving the ordeal.
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227 
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 15, 2017 16:28:27 GMT -8
Alright, alright. This was getting seriously out of hand! So he passed those large, impressive gates; wandered in through those large crowds in the streets; walked towards the impressive and awesome building which apparently turned out to be some sort of arena; through his exploring and poking about he found an apparent entrance, but he wasn't so sure it was meant for him as it lead to some appeared to by some sort of labyrinth of tunnels; and after wandering through all that he was somehow... here... wherever 'here' was.
Right, while he was no clue where he had ended up with... it at least appeared secluded. Oh, and hey, those braziers would probably be good enough to cook one mean rabbit!
His stomach had been continuously growling for the past half hour...
He had ignored his hunger in exchange for his excitement for quite too long! Keph licked his lips and through the cloth bag containing the dead rabbit onto the floor, before pulling out his dagger! What followed was fairly gruesome, caused quite a bit of blood (most of which would be soaked up by the cloth), and filled the room with disgusting noises. After the rabbit had been properly prepared - and its guts and skin lay horribly on the blood-drenched cloth... it was time to cook! He looked over at one of the many swords lined up in the room... maybe one of these could be used to hold the rabbit in place on a brazier?
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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 Nov 18, 2017 10:43:32 GMT -8
he swords were nothing out of the ordinary and were plentiful tools. Keph would probably have time to skin the rabbit and get it half cooked before anyone would interrupt him. Yet partway into his project, Keph would hear the light tip-tap of footsteps coming his way... and should he turn to investigate, he'd see a girl, with brown hair and a pink dress, peering around the threshold from the hallway and into the chamber.
She stepped out and into the open when she took in what was happening. Keph seemed innocent enough, though it was a bit strange to find someone just hanging out alone down here, especially to cook a rabbit. A single saber hung in its leather scabbard from a belt slung around the dress, though she appeared otherwise plain and normal. She then spoke out to him, a slight tinge of suspicion and confusion in her young voice.
"What... are you doing..?" |
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Keph
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 227
Age: 18
Physical Description: Standing at 5'2 feet and sporting amazing snow white hair is the one, the only self-proclaimed Master Adventurer: Keph d'Avon. Many question how he'd get such an odd hair color and he isn't quite sure himself. No doubt some oddity related to all the magic in the world, as it surely isn't dyed. While Keph is no doubt a young lad, he looks young even for his age; maybe it's the lack of a beard or that soft, innocent look of his? His demeanor certainly does him no favors in people giving him less years than he's worth.
While Keph has a mostly innocent look that appears to be constantly surprised an enamored with much of what happens around him, it's clear that he's seen some battle. The back of his right hand has a scar that any keen observer would notice to most likely have been made by the swift slice of a blade, the fact that his skin is mostly soft and untarnished makes it only easier to spot this out of the blue. Surprisingly, as innocent and soft as Keph appears he is actually quite athletic and his small size no doubt betrays these physical abilities!
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Clothes and Equipment: A dark brown cloak covers his shoulder, made out of a Platiusm he hunted himself and had an Isran tailor make out of its pelt. The cloak's hood was lined with a variety feathers.
A few spines are still leftover from the prey’s hide, and stick out from his shoulders, the spines, on one side, stab through a glorious shoulder pad made out of an assortment of colourful feathers, stuck onto a thin layer of leather, keeping it all in place. On the other, you have a carved, wooden mask, made by the young man. It has a few more holes than one would expect a mask meant for a human to have, a result of the thin spines having stabbed through it to keep it from ungracefully falling off his shoulder.
Under his cloak, he wears a padded, blue cloth coat, recently extensively repaired, as he refuses to replace this trusty piece of equipment. Not only warm, but fashionable, and provides protection against some cuts. If it's too hot? A white, thin linen shirt is found beneath the coat.
The coat, as nice as it was, was partly hidden under a variety of knick-knacks, bags, and other useful travel equipment:
-A satchel, which hangs from his shoulder and crosses his torso, on the outside of it a few trinkets such as a necklace with a variety of beast teeth and also a bottle of ink, with a quill sticking from its cork;
-The satchel’s belt had been made to function as a bandolier, a set of inky, black… eggs hung from it;
-On top of it all, a finely crafted hunting bow found within a bow holster and a quiver, both crossed in the opposite direction as his satchel, doing its part to conceal his nice clothes beneath his disorganisation.
His legs are kept concealed and warm with a pair of beige linen pants which are kept up by a sturdy leather belt, on them one finds an even larger variety of knick-knacks and tools than his overused satchel - a sword, a dagger, pouches, more trinkets, a small hide pack hanging from the side, and more eggs.
One could only wonder why he needed half of what he kept.
Registered: Mar 7, 2016 20:07:42 GMT -8
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Post by Keph on Nov 18, 2017 16:09:26 GMT -8
Keph quickly ran over to one of the many long swords, grabbing it, and piercing the Rabbit through its mouth! There, he had left a bloody mess on the floor but his dinner was ready to begin being made! He dropped the gutted, skinned, shish kebab'd rabbit on top of the brazier while slowly rotating it - something that was a tad awkward to do seeing as the sword wasn't really meant for the task he was attempting to accomplish. Even with a few difficulties, the rabbit was slowly looking tastier and tastier; he sadly lacked any spices but then again he wasn't the best of cooks!
Mid-way through Keph's intense cooking, he'd begin to hear steps... clack, clack, clack... it sounds like they were getting louder... clack, clack, clack... they were definitely headed for that room. Keph wasn't quite sure what to do and like a hungry animal his priorities seemed to lie in protecting his food and how best to protect it than hiding it in his stomach?
When Lamina finally entered the room and asked what Keph was doing there, she'd be treated to the sight of the young man trying to take a hasty bite out of the so far rare-cooked rabbit; he'd realize that it was a bit too hot for ingestion but it was a tad too late as a piece of meat was already in his mouth and he wasn't looking to waste even a bite of his meal! With a reddening face and a clear sign of panic on his face he swallowed the chunk of rabbit - he clearly had some difficulties not just because of how hot it was but how much he had bitten off.
After such, Keph didn't have time to respond to Lamina; he threw the rabbit (and the sword pierced through it) back onto the brazier before hastily chugging some water from his waterskin. Only after all this and giving his burnt tongue and throat a moment to recover would he slowly - while shaking - retrieve his notebook and write: "Hello." in big, bold letters, with clear and remarkable handwriting.
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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 Nov 19, 2017 21:25:17 GMT -8
"Hey.."
She gathered from his writing that, at least as of now, Keph was unable to talk. The rabbit looked sort of tasty. Sort of. At least now because she was hungry. But she'd wait to ask him to share it until she knew a little bit more about what was going on.
"Are you... unable to talk? How did you get down here?"
While initially somewhat suspicious, she softened her tone and her stance, getting a strong feeling that Keph was harmless. She'd have to clean the sword, but that was no big issue. She found herself somewhat pleasantly surprised that she had a visitor down here, in a place where visitors were few and far between during hours when she wasn't holding lessons for the local youth.
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