Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Post by Wild on Oct 18, 2015 6:03:36 GMT -8
Hearing the scraping sound of a quill against paper, Wild followed the sound until she found herself in front of a desk. She stopped and stared at the man holding the quill, tears filling her eyes when she noticed his pointy ears. For so many years she had thought she was the only of her kind left in this world. The evil humans that had captured her in her childhood and kept her as their slave had told her that all other elves were dead, and that they were the ones behind their deaths.
The man behind the desk looked tired, and she sent him a gaze filled with compassion. When had he had a good night of sleep last? It almost gave her bad conscience that she had slept well last night, in the home of a friendly dragon.
The man looked up from his work, and when their eyes met she realized she had been staring at him. Blushing deeply she lowered her gaze, hoping he would not think her rude.
"My name is Wild, Mylord," she replied. "I was born in the tiny village of Mir. I have come here seeking a man named Ildesias. I heard a conversation at the Marketplace that he was in need of an assistent. I am in need of a job and wants to apply for the position. Do you know where to find him, please?"
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 18, 2015 6:15:54 GMT -8
"I'm Ildesias," he told her, standing up from his seat and bowing. "Ildesias, Lord of The Free City, as I have come to be known," he added as he sat down. Wild would find a seat on her side of the desk, and he gestured for her to sit down if she wished it. "And you are correct, I am in need of a stewardess and assistant. Someone to help me keep notes, attend meetings, and generally just support me as I work to lead and protect the city."
From his clothing he drew a white cloth, passing it over the desk so that Wild could use it to wipe her tears. He had an educated guess as to why she had taken to crying, but did not want to embarrass her by questioning it. "The position is still open. No-one seemed interested, until now, or perhaps thought they didn't have what it takes. Still, please tell me about yourself, my lady; for it is inevitable that we will be spending a great many hours together if you truly wish for this position."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 18, 2015 6:52:04 GMT -8
Wild blushed when the male elf stood up from his seat and bowed to her. She was not used to anyone treating her this polite anymore, not since her earliest childhood, when she grew up as the daughter of the village chieftain. Even so, she still remembered some of the manners her parents had tried to teach her, and she offered a deep curtsy in return when Ildesias bowed.
"It is an honor to meet you, Mylord," she said, gracefully accepting the offered seat. It felt good to rest her legs after several days of travel from the White City to the Free City. The distance felt even longer because she had to travel by foot.
She listened politely when Ildesias informed her of the offered position. When she heard the terms she was glad she had made the stop in Aaedan before her arrival at the Free City. She sent Roy a grateful thought for teaching her how to read and write. She was glad she had been able to return the favor by letting him read her tome.
"I have recently learned how to read and write," she informed him. "I still struggle a bit with the long words, but I am a fast learner. The other tasks you mentioned doesn't seem too hard either. I am sure I can manage with a little training in the beginning."
She offered a trembling smile when he drew a white cloth from his clothing and offered her, gracefully accepting it to wipe her tears. "Thank you," she said."I am sorry... I have thought for so many years that I was the only one of my kind left in this world. I am glad to see I was wrong..."
After drying her eyes, she reached the white cloth towards him again, offering to return it. She nodded when he asked her to tell about herself. It was a reasonable question from a man who might take her into his service. But there were parts of her history she feared to share. How would he react if he learned the truth? Even so she knew she could not lie to him, as it would only make it worse if he found out the truth later on... The girl braced herself and started telling her story.
"As I told you, Mylord, my name is Wild. My father was a Dark Elf, the chieftain of the village of Mir. My mother was a Light Elf and a Shaman Healer. When I was 5 years old a band of orcs and goblins attacked my village, and I was forced to escape. My village was burned to the ground, and I don't even know if it exists anymore. The last thing I saw was my parents being stabbed by enemy swords."
She paused for a moment, her voice pained by the memories and her eyes filled with mist.
"I ran through the forest the whole night, afraid that the enemy troops would catch me. But instead I was captured by evil men. They brought me to a dirty and cold house of stone where I was kept as their prisoner, together with a group of other children. Two men came into the room, demanding we called them our Masters. They forced me to become a thief, a pickpocket and a cat burglar. I tried to refuse, but they threatened to hurt the other children if I denied. So I had no choice but to obey. For 13 years I have been trained at scaling any wall, roof or ceiling, picking any lock or stealing any item no matter where it is placed. There was no room I could not enter through door or window. I was also trained to stay quiet and avoid detection. At the end of my training you can say I became quite Masterful. I never kept any of the stolen loot for myself. Everything I took went straight into the pocket of my Masters..."
She had kept her eyes lowered when she spoke of her past. This was a part of her story she was not proud of, and she wanted nothing more to do with her old life.
"I was also trained to use weapons if I one day should be forced to defend myself," she continued. "My arrows fly as fast as the birds in the sky, and they hit almost anything they aim for. My dagger is fast and accurate, just as silent as its owner."
Finally she was done telling of her shameful past, and she looked up at him again. Tears of shame were filling her eyes, as if she already expected him to toss her back out in the streets.
"I hated every moment of my life as a thief, Mylord," she said quietly. "I have left my former Masters, and they didn't take it well. They gave me a severe beating when I departed. All I want now is to start a new life, getting myself a good honest job."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 18, 2015 15:58:30 GMT -8
The elf sat back down and bowed his head to Wild as she told her story. "I see," he replied once she had finished. "Well do not worry, miss, I will not require you to steal or sneak, or murder. Though I will not say that your skills with a bow and dagger might not come in handy, for we never know when we might come under attack and need to defend ourselves."
He stacked some papers on his desk and then shifted them to one side, before continuing. "The position comes with good pay, citizenship and a house that you will keep for life. It will be built to your specifications wherever you wish, and until then, you will have your own private quarters here in the Citadel. You will be assured full privacy, as well as almost full access to all secure places. For much of the time, I imagine you will be working in this very room, or with me in my private office. As said before, the job entails that we will be spending much of our time together. You will be afforded breaks, of course, and you may take days off or quit whenever you wish, but on many occasions we might find ourselves working from dawn 'til dusk."
He placed one of his hands atop the other. "For some reason, I find you trustworthy. I feel as though I have good judgement skills, though whether I am correct or not I do not know. Even so, my instinct tells me that you are the right person for this job; though perhaps it is simply because we are of the same race. We will undoubtedly understand each other far better than most."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Post by Wild on Oct 18, 2015 16:49:17 GMT -8
If Wild had expected to be tossed back into the streets after telling her story, she was greatly surprised when she finally looked up and found the male elf still seated instead of running off to retrieve the city guards. It warmed her heart that even after this less-glorious background history he still treated her kindly. The girl smiled in relief when he promised that she would not have to steal, sneak or murder.
"I am very glad to hear that, Mylord," she said softly, her voice unable to hide how relieved she felt. "I want to start a new life, doing honest work. My bow and my dagger will be at your disposal if you ever need it. I may also have other ways to protect us if need be...."
She looked up at the other elf. There was something about him that made her trust him, and thus she had no second thoughts showing him her most treasured possession. Opening the worn leather bag she always carried with her, she retrieved an ancient book with a cover in brown leather. The book looked a bit worn, as if it had been read often. On the outside it looked just like any other book. But the inside was filled with ancient half forgotten Dark Elf spells and Light Elf runes of times long forgotten.
"This book belonged to my parents," she told him. "I saved it when the enemy burned our house to the ground, before I had to flee our village. I have only just learned how to read ordinary writing, and to write ordinary signs. But I can't read the spells in this book. My parents used to read it together on moonlit nights when they thought I was asleep."
(I leave to you to decide what kind of spells this book contains and if any of them can be of use)
She listened with interest as he spoke of the position she had come to apply for, a smile slowly beaming up her face when she heard of the offered pay. It was much more than she had dared to hope for. A citizenship and a house to keep for life? That would mean no need to wander the streets anymore, scrounging through garbage to find her next meal. From now on she could buy what she needed and pay for it.
"I would be an idiot to turn down such a generous offer, Mylord," she said. "The payment is way better than I had dared hoping for, and the house will come in handy as I don't have a home anymore. As I told you I ran away from my old Masters, and I don't think the village I was born in exists anymore. When I ran away I saw all the houses in there set on fire."
She nodded when he mentioned where she would work, and for how long. The long hours didn't scare her, as she was used to working long hours in her previous job. The job seemed fair enough, and she was quite certain she could handle it. Her new boss seemed like a nice man, so she didn't mind spending long hours with him. It had been much, much worse if he had been a tyrant like her former Masters.
"I think the working conditions are fair, Mylord," she said after he had told her what was expected from her. "I have worked long hours for as long as I can remember, so I am not afraid of hard work. I will be at your disposal whenever you need me. I am a very light sleeper and can also work nights if requested."
She looked surprised at first when Ildesias said he found her trustworthy. It was not what she had expected to hear after telling him of her sinful past. Her face lit up in a smile and her eyes sparkled with joy. She silently promised herself that she wouldn't give him reasons to regret his trust in her.
"Thank you, Sir," she smiled and gave him a deep curtsy. "I promise that I will not fail your trust in me. I will be ready for duty as soon as you need me. I have no commitments other places that ties me down."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 19, 2015 10:29:24 GMT -8
Ildesias took the offered book and opened it, his eyes lighting up a slight amount as he read the inscriptions and scanned the first page with his fingers. "I see. This is highly interesting," he admitted, before closing and placing it down carefully on the surface of the table. "I think I may study this in my spare time, and it may even qualify for a place among the most auspicious and rare books in the collection at the archive. Of course, as it is yours, you may take it back whenever you wish, unless the information I find in these pages relates to a danger extreme enough that I deem it dangerous to release it back to you. I hope you will understand if this is the case, but I imagine it will not be."
The lord stood, then left the desk in order to move to one of the dining tables and take a seat there instead. He looked hungry, and asked one of the waiters to order him some food. "We have several spare rooms in the higher levels of the keep for people in positions such as yours. Simply ask a member of our staff and they will show you our rooms and allow you to choose from those not yet taken."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Post by Wild on Oct 19, 2015 13:53:33 GMT -8
Wild watched Ildesias with a smile as he took the offered book and opened it. She had only just learned how to read and write regular letters, but she had much to learn yet before she could dream of reading runes and ancient spells. She knew, however, that the spells inside this tome was the best of the now forgotten Light Elf and Dark Elf magic. The book had belonged to her ancestors through generations, and all the shamans in her family line had written down what they knew in it.
"I hope you will find something that may be of help, Mylord," she said with a smile. "And I will allow you to read in the book whenever you wish when I am present. But my mother said that the book must never leave my family, or bad things will happen. She never said what kind of bad things, but for our own safety I think it is best that the book always stays with me when it is not in use - don't you think? The way she said it, it sounded like the book had some sort of alarm system or something."
She nodded when he spoke of potential dangerous contents. "I don't know how to read magic runes yet, Mylord," she confessed. "So I don't know the exact contents of this tome myself. But I agree that any dangerous contents should never be used. If you find anything like that - perhaps we could make restrictions for who will be allowed to read it? Though as far as I remember my ancestors sought to protect my people instead of hurting them."
She smiled as the lord stood up, giving him a deep curtsy when he spoke of a place to stay.
"I don't mean to sound ungrateful, Mylord," she said softly. "But I may have already found a place to stay. When I first came to this city I was surprised by a thunderstorm and was forced to seek shelter in a tower I found. In the tower I met a nice dragon called Jakoopi. Perhaps you know him? He was very kind to me, and he offered me to stay in his tower. If I accept his offer I can stay with him and help out in his tower when I have time off from work. It is not far away from the Citadel, so I will have short way to work and will be available any time you need me."
(OOC: Wild's living arrangements were arranged in the chatbox today with Jakoopi. I hope this works for our plot as well ^^ )
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 23, 2015 13:36:30 GMT -8
Ildesias nodded, handing back the book to Wild even though he seemed slightly hesitant to do so. "Be careful, Lady Wild. Keep this book secret and keep it away from magical influences, or your life might be placed in danger from forces we cannot yet see," he explained with a frown born from contemplation, though it soon turned into a smile.
"You are free to stay where you wish. We obviously will not force you to stay in the Citadel, though I do personally think it would be easier for you due to your job. But if you are sure you would rather stay elsewhere, then we will respect your wishes. The offer for Citadel Quarters will still remain open for you, of course."
After a few more minutes, a small plate of fruit was given to the Lord, who thanked the waiter and then ate a grape. "Ah yes! Are you hungry? We have plenty of food here. Our larders are bursting, though you would be surprised how quickly it gets eaten. There are a lot of people to feed here."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 24, 2015 2:36:16 GMT -8
Wild smiled when Ildesias advised her to keep the book secret, shaking her head when he wanted to return it to her right away. "I thought I could stay here when you eat and give you a chance to read a little in the book," she said. "It will give you an opportunity to find out if it may be of use for the city during enemy attacks. I will be its keeper only when it is not in use. But any time during the day when I am working by your side, you are free to read it as you wish. I think my mother only meant that I must be present whenever the book is opened."
She thought of his words and nodded. "I think you are right though, that you and I should keep this book a secret when I work here as your assistant," she said. "I don't want you to be put in danger because of a book I have brought. You have been friendly to me from the moment I first arrived, and you are also the first of my kind I have seen in 13 years."
Wild smiled and nodded when he spoke of staying in the Citadel might be easier for her due to her work. "On days when we have extra work to be done, I am sure Jarkoopi will understand if I spend a night here in the Citadel," she replied. "Then I can spend a little extra time with him on my day off to make up for my absence. I remember my father had an extra bed in the town hall for when he were extra busy at work and had to work day and night. My mother seemed to be okay with the solution."
She smiled when he offered her food. It had been a while since her last meal. "I think some food would be good," she smiled. "I am starting to feel a bit hungry. While we are eating, perhaps you wish to study my book? I haven't learned to read magic runes yet, so I don't know what this book contains?"
She held the book towards him, offering him to study it if he wanted to.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 26, 2015 12:34:51 GMT -8
Ildesias shook his head, his hand held up in a gesture for her to keep the book. "Right now I am too fatigued to concentrate on scholarly pursuits. Perhaps another time, after I have rested, but for the rest of the night I plan to take a break from such work. Letters start to blur in my head, so I will instead concentrate on eating."
He looked up towards one of the waiters who seemed to be tending to people in the room, then called him over. "Lady Wild here would like to order some food," he explained, before gesturing to her so she could do what she willed.
Meanwhile, he simply went back to his own food.
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 28, 2015 8:01:00 GMT -8
Wild nodded when Ildesias shook his head, placing the book in her bag again. "I always keep my book in this bag," she told him gently as she closed her bag and locked it properly. "So you know where to get it when you wish to study it. At the moment I agree you should rest. You look a bit tired, and I don't want to lose my new boss on my first day at work. I am glad you are wise enough to take breaks when you need it."
She offered a gentle smile to the servants as they had served Ildesias his bowl of fruit. "You don't need to make a fuss because of me," she said friendly. "I'll be happy with some fresh fruits or with bread and cheese - whatever is available at the moment."
The servants left the room and quickly returned with another bowl of fruits for Wild, and she thanked them friendly and sat next to Ildesias while happily munching on her own fruits.
"This fruit is delicious," she smiled to the elf sitting beside her. "Is it grown here in this city? I remember my childhood village sometimes got fruits imported from other cities. And we exported our specialty to them: Cherries."
She took another bite from her fruit and looked over at Ildesias. "What do you do when you are not busy at work?" she asked gently. "I mean, you must have time off from work sometimes?"
She wanted to get to know her boss, knowing that she would be spending a lot of time with him from now on. And starting a conversation was the only way she knew how to get to know someone.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Oct 31, 2015 12:02:50 GMT -8
Ildesias paused to consider the answer to her question, but eventually just shrugged. "I rarely have time off, and when I do, it's usually spent sleeping or touring the city to see how things are working out from a personal perspective. And as far as I know, the fruits are from mixed origins. Some grow here in this climate, but others are brought up from warmer areas in the south. It all really depends, I suppose," he explained, as he took a drink.
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Nov 1, 2015 6:44:17 GMT -8
Wild nodded when Ildesias spoke of rarely having time off, and spoke of what he did when he had a moment to himself. "Not much time for a family life there, is it?" she asked gently. "Are you married, or have you been married? I worry that you may push yourself too far and get exhausted. It's a bit like lighting a match you know. You burn strongly for as long as you last, but when you burn out you can't recover anymore. Nobody has ever needed a burned out match..."
She looked over at him, a glimpse of genuine care in her eyes. "I know it is none of my business, Mylord," she said. "But I say it because I care, not out of disrespect to you. I hope you will have more time to rest now that I am here and can help you in your work..."
She enjoyed her fruit and a glass of fresh water as the servants brought her food. "The fruits taste excellent, and the water is good," she smiled. "We have spoken so much about my past, Mylord, but I rarely know anything about you. Are you born in this city, or do you come from elsewhere? Perhaps, when we have time, we can tour the city together?"
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Nov 1, 2015 8:16:10 GMT -8
"I come from a kingdom that no longer exists," Ildesias replied. "It was a long time ago. Many, many years past, to before the cataclysm that destroyed the Old World. This city was simply built here because of it seemed the perfect location to host a site of this magnitude, and it seems we chose correctly."
"As for marriage, I am not and have never been, for my single greatest lover had no care or desire for it. We were polar opposites; I the greatest swordsman-turned knight of the ancient kingdom of Sun Elves, and she a sorceress of the Dark Elves. I was highly skilled and honourable, and for however cold I appeared on the field of battle, I was a dignified, liked and respected young warrior off of it. She was spider-like, conniving, cunning and invariably cruel to all she crossed on the path to power. Yet as much as we appeared incompatible, and as much as we seemed to loathe one another in our separate lives, we were together true soul mates; forged as one in the raging heart of the sunhearth and then split into two parts of a whole here on this world. She was voluptuous and ultimately hedonistic, and could not live a life as a married woman, so we went our separate ways," he explained, with a fond, proud smile.
"I have no idea what happened to her, where she is or if she even lives. Anyway, I assume someone at your age, so interested in romantic stories, has a wedding on the horizon in her eyes, no?"
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
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Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Nov 1, 2015 8:54:18 GMT -8
Wild listened when Ildesias spoke of a kingdom that no longer existed. It sounded so much like her own story, only his land was a Kingdom and hers was a small village she could no longer locate on any map. "I am sorry for the loss of your home," she said. "I know how it feels when the rock you hold onto crumbles away under your feet, leaving you lost and helpless in the world. I was only five when my own village was destroyed, along with everyone in it. I am glad you managed to create a new home though, for yourself and your people."
She listened when he spoke of his single greatest lover, wondering how it was possible to be in love and yet be polar opposites. The part with Dark Elves made her curious, as her father had been the leader among the Dark Elves in her village. Her mother had been the leader of the Light elves, the most powerful shaman their village had ever known. And yet these two had fallen in love and grew to love each other - pretty much like Ildesias and the woman of his life.
"I am sorry to hear about the loss of your love," she said respectfully. "Do you love her still? Perhaps, one day, there will be a chance for the two of you to be together again, don't you think?"
She laughed and shook her head when Ildesias asked if she had any romantic stories in the horizon. "Me?" she laughed, raven curls dancing as she shook her head. "Oh goodness, no. I am only 18 years old, Mylord. I have never been touched by any man, and no man has yet managed to capture my heart."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Nov 1, 2015 13:24:32 GMT -8
"I don't think about it," Ildesias replied, as he took another drink. "And I must admit that your age catches me off guard. I knew you were young, but not that young. Either way, my old kingdom had less care for age than than these modern people; as is common with most states in the past. I was... Fourteen... Maybe fifteen, when I was with a woman for the first time. But back then, that was a perfectly acceptable age. In fact, I was to marry a woman four times my age - an old friend of my father's whose previous husband had died and left her without an heir. At that age, I had already participated in a war and fought in battle, and I was considered a fully-grown adult male capable of participating in the adult world of love, marriage and sexual partnerships."
"No-one would even bat an eye at such a thing. Now, however, some would consider it a crime. Of course, I am not trying to rush you into finding a husband. Simply making conversation."
He gave a glance towards a group of men who entered. It seemed the evening guard shift had started.
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Post by The Kingdom of Audria on Nov 13, 2015 16:14:10 GMT -8
An urgent message arrives via messenger - from the Knights of the Black Cross. It reads:
Hochmeister Konrad IV formally requests your assistance in their coming battle against the pagans of the Eastern March, the first of many battles to bring peace and stability to the newly-proclaimed Teutonic State. Participation is not required, but greatly appreciated, and will strengthen the resolve between you and the Brothers.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Nov 14, 2015 13:14:38 GMT -8
Ildesias would read the dispatch, but only sigh at it. "As much as I would like to help friends," he would tell the messenger, "it is official policy of The Free City not to get involved in the matters of other states. Especially when it comes to military and warfare. However, feel free to post a notice in the city inviting adventurers and mercenaries. I'm sure some will oblige!"
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Rylon Icetooth
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Indeterminable
Clothes and Equipment: His armour, which he is seen sporting in the image, is made of an extraordinarily rare blend of metals to create a super-hard, lightweight material that doesn't break easily. His blade is made out of an unusual type of metal as well.
Player's online availability : Twice a day(ish)
Registered: Dec 13, 2015 20:31:55 GMT -8
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Post by Rylon Icetooth on Dec 16, 2015 17:53:06 GMT -8
Raydin strode into the Hall, analysing the room to see who looked like they were in charge. Once he identified them, he would walk up to them and inquire as to the whereabouts of the Lord of the city.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Dec 16, 2015 18:30:09 GMT -8
Tyrus would be available and speak to Rylon Icetooth . "Good day. How can I help you?" Upon hearing him ask about the location of the Lord. "Lord Torsal is out on a diplomatic mission. Why do you ask for him?"
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