Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410 
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 8, 2017 20:32:47 GMT -8
Jun was rather self-absorbed during her recounting of some of the Land-Tiller's lore. Her frustration came from the shadows of a once raging jealousy Jun once had towards her grandmother, a jealousy which might have taken her down a very dark path. All she needed to do, a simple thing yet totally out of her reach, was create a pool of light and a pool of darkness, one in each hand. If she could do this, she could cast some of the most powerful spells the world had ever seen.
But she couldn't, and she never would. And for an overachiever like herself, this took a great deal of effort to come to turns with.
She suddenly became aware of Keph's feelings when she saw his determined look and thumbs up. She suddenly realized how brave Keph was, so much so that it actually made her a little wide-eyed. Everything she was dumping on him, all the pressure, and all concerning a mysterious and powerful abomination from another world, and there he was, determined and adorable-looking.
"Keph..." Jun reached out and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're a brave young man, and not the stupid reckless kind of brave that I am... well except when you're eating you human drug trip you." She chuckled and pulled the hand away. "I'll be honest. I don't know if I'm the most qualified person to help you and Rara. Magic is one of the most mysterious forces in the world, and even I know only a fraction of all there is to know out there. So, I'm not gonna make you do anything you don't wanna do. And I'm not gonna pretend I'm the most qualified person to do this."
She grinned. "But if you'll let me try to help, I can promise I'll try really, really hard not to screw up."
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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 Dec 8, 2017 22:19:07 GMT -8
Keph's solid pose was broken by Jun calling out his name. He looked a bit lost for a minute there as Jun had snapped out of her moment and had a clear shift in her demeanor. Her compliment on his attitude drew a chuckle from him which was followed by a wink. The young lad flexed his arm before he'd write up a note:
"Of course Keph is brave. After all, he has Rara and now miss Jun to assist him." He chuckled again as he displayed this message. He was clearly proud of himself for managing to score such words from his tutor so early in his training and no doubt proud at how suave he had just been in sharing his glory! He had a bit of a tendency to go overboard when it came to his pride, but luckily it didn't tend to be too annoying.
This little moment of his was broken by Jun's self-doubt. Keph crossed his arms in the shape of an 'X' vigorously shaking his head with an annoyed look on his face before a new note was brought up, this one almost shoved into Jun's face: "Miss Jun is definitely the most qualified for this duty in Keph's eyes." Granted, it was true that Keph didn't really have any other big wizard friends aside from Jun, at this point in time, yet he clearly put some heart into his simple words and the lad did have pretty good intuition. More oddly was as otherworldly as his luck and intuition could sometimes be, these two traits were certainly all of his own nature.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 9, 2017 22:58:56 GMT -8
"Ok... Alright then."
Jun punched her palm with her fist. "I won't let you down." She said with renewed resolve.
"Now, first thing's first- oh. Mind if I..." She bent down and tugged at the scroll that Keph was standing on. "Nyeh, nyeh... thank you." After Keph got off, she rolled up the scroll and put it away.
"Alright. I think I'd like to, first of all, test my theory about dark magic helping you make the transition into the void. That means you're going to have to learn some dark magic. And that means, first and foremost-"
Jun extended her hand to the panel of glyphs. And so the lights in the room began to dim, and dim, and dim some more.
"-is teach you to embrace the dark."
It wasn't long before the entire room was now pitch black. Keph would hear Jun taking several footsteps back.
"Stay calm."
Keph would suddenly feel the intense desire to not stay calm. He would suddenly feel a strange feeling of anxiety wash over him. There was clearly a peculiar energy coming from Jun.
"If you wanna stop, let me know. Believe it or not, I can see your notebook just fine."
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Dec 10, 2017 7:56:41 GMT -8
Aia Heijra would come to the Enclave at the behest of Empress Naoki. She had removed the ancestral sword on her back and held it in her hands, sheathed, so as to present it to anyone who may approach her. For he or she that did come forward Aia would say "I am Aia Heijra. Empress Naoki suggested I come here for assistance in studying my ancestral sword."
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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 Dec 10, 2017 19:40:41 GMT -8
Keph responded to her determination with another supporting thumbs up. It was good to see her pumped up like this, it made him feel all the more energized and excited, as well! Uwaaaah. The young lad almost tripped when she pulled the scroll from underneath him threatening to ruin his moment, but luckily he managed to recover.
He was ready for anything Jun could throw at him ev- everything just went dark. Even though he knew it was just Jun, he placed his hand on the pommel of his short sword out of pure instinct. Even before he began travelling, he had done a lot of hunting on his own and one thing you learn when you're lost and alone in the dark of the woods is to be on the tips of your feet and ready for predators. Yet, Jun's voice was reassuring him to stay calm...
Even ignoring the peculiar energy emanating from her, his experiences made it all the harder to stay calm. He knew this room was safe, yet never the less it was difficult to ignore all the slight noises and motions he could see in the dark. It was his mind playing tricks on him and he was all too aware, but it wasn't easy to just ignore.
Yet, he Jun knew more about this then he so he had to calm down. First, he moved his hand off of the pommel of his blade, making sure it had a fair distance from his hand to force himself to accept his fairly defenseless state; then he began taking deep breathes:
Breathe in...
...breathe out.
Breathe in...
...breathe out.
Breathe in...
...breathe out.
Finally, he shut his eyes. After all, in the pitch black darkness of the room they were useless and while it made him feel uneasy at first to do so, it'd help him ignore all the tricks his mind was playing on him.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 10, 2017 21:38:51 GMT -8
"Good. Good." Jun's voice said through the darkness. "But I need you to keep your eyes open. I need to stay calm, regardless of the things you may or may not see. And above all, remember that nothing here is going to hurt you, and we can stop whenever you want..."
Keph would start to feel faint sensations brushing by him, soft gentle breezes, hairs perhaps?
He would start to see faint outlines of menacing, bulbous red eyes off in the distance. But they were so faint. Were they even real?
"Fear is not wrong. Fear is normal. Focus on functioning regardless of the fear."
He would hear soft growling, or maybe purring. He'd have no way to be sure.
"Keph... tell us about yourself. What kinds of things do you like? Favorite books? Childhood stories? Music? Anything really." Jun's voice was smooth as silk. "We wanna know more about you."
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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 Dec 10, 2017 22:16:25 GMT -8
Keph bit his lip and re-opened his eyes, it was oddly a lot more tense that way and again he felt the strong need to move his hand towards his weapon yet he managed to resist the temptation. He already knew that none of it was real, but being re-told his did help him concentrate a bit more, that was for certain... even more so when he felt something brush up against him...
He shook at the sensations and the sight of those eyes, but when Jun asked him to talk a bit about himself he thought this was a good opportunity to try and distract himself and clear his mind of any fears he might've been having at that very moment.
"Keph likes hunting, fishing, exploring, and eating, of course. He's not very familiar with good tales and he doesn't believe he's ever hear an instrument being played, so sadly he's not very well acquainted with music either."
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 10, 2017 22:49:26 GMT -8
"Good... good..."
The phantasms seemed to circle around Keph now. The eyes were a bit more real. The growls were definitely growling and not purring. The ethereal visions seemed almost... upset, annoyed.
"Think about the things that make you, you. Think about what makes you special. Now tell me, what are your favorite things? What are your favorite things in the world? What do you care about the most?"
Keph would start to pick up heavy breathing from somewhere in the distance, as if he was being hunted by a hungry animal. Or perhaps there were two or three.
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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 Dec 11, 2017 11:48:40 GMT -8
Even though the beasts were not real, it was difficult to believe otherwise and he wouldn't be able to tell the difference if not for Jun constantly reinforcing this concept. He wanted to shut his eyes closed once more, after all they had no use in this darkness and would stop him from seeing the frightening sight he was faced with. His eyelids trembled as he forced himself to keep them open wide.
What did he care for most in this world? Now that question made him pause for a bit but the answer was clear: "Rara." After all, the being had been there watching over him for as long as he could remember. Even when he was a young child and wasn't yet aware of its presence he can still remember it whispering softly in the back of his mind in a language he did not know nor even possibly describe yet could somehow still understand. There was nothing for him back home and he had found little that he cared for in his travels, his patron was truly all he really had aside from himself.
The heavy breathing of the phantasms bothered him little, he was already faced with their false gazes so there was little more their breathing could do to strike fear into him.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 12, 2017 10:09:34 GMT -8
"So... hunting, fishing, exploring, eating... Good. Focus on those. Focus on who you are." Jun's voice cooed through the darkness.
You're lying.
"Remember what makes you, you."
Liar! You don't care about those things. You don't care about anything!
Although Jun's voice was reassuring, there was another voice calling through the darkness. It was as if Jun's echo had developed its own will and a malicious turn.
"Remember who you are. Stand up for yourself. Get mad if you have to."
You're nothing. You're just a freak. Freaks don't have likes. Freaks don't have interests. You're a waste of time and space. Fishing? Hah! I'll bet you couldn't catch a cold! Exploring? You'd get lost in a bathroom stall. Anyone can eat you fool, and you have awful taste.
"Don't close your eyes. Don't cover your ears. Use your words. They can see your journal. They can see how strong you are."
Only an idiot would make friends with an abomination like Rara.
Your journal is stupid.
Your hair is ugly.
"Be strong, Keph. Use your words to fight back."
The phantasms continued to circle and growl with increasing ferocity.
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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 Dec 12, 2017 11:56:53 GMT -8
Concentrating on who he was didn't sound so difficult... but then the voice came... and oddly enough it made him feel all the much calmer. Each time it spouted its silly nonsense Keph's mind was drawn away from the predatory gaze of the phantasms he just found everything it said so amusing!
'You're lying.' Not in this case he wasn't!
'Liar! You don't care about those things. You don't care about anything!' Keph chuckled softly at this one! After all, if he didn't care about anything why would he even be here in the first place?
'You're nothing. You're just a freak. Freaks don't have likes. Freaks don't have interests. You're a waste of time and space. Fishing? Hah! I'll bet you couldn't catch a cold! Exploring? You'd get lost in a bathroom stall. Anyone can eat you fool, and you have awful taste.' Keph now giggled. It was nice that miss Jun was trying to keep him stalwart but it really wasn't necessary at that very moment the voice to him appeared honestly ridiculous. It was certainly trying too hard! After all, it mentioned that he liked to eat so it had just recognized he had interests and likes! And yes, he would likely get lost in a bathroom stall but how would that not lead to adventure?
'Only an idiot would make friends with an abomination like Rara.' Keph never claimed to be that smart! A snickered slipped out of his lips.
'Your journal is stupid.
' Now it was just being childish! At this point, he was barely holding in his laughter.
'Your hair is ugly.
' He just couldn't take it any longer! Keph suddenly began laughing loudly, mockingly even, pointing directly ahead as he wasn't sure where the voice was coming from. Come on now, how was that supposed to demoralize anyone? If anything it got his mind off of those eyes and growling. Tears began to form as he just couldn't stop laughing at how stupid he found the voice. Out of breathe yet still throwing out a few broken laughs he wrote up a message with a shaky: "Keph can't breathe. The voice is too funny." At this point he was finally starting to calm down yet a few snickers could still be heard here and there.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 12, 2017 13:00:06 GMT -8
Through the darkness, Keph would hear Jun snort.
"You're a natural Keph."
No you're not! Shut up!
"You shut up."
No, you shut up!
The phantasms seemed to back away from Keph, the faint red outlines of their bulbous eyes lining up in a row in front of Jun's presumed position. Keph would notice that their appearance was slightly clearer. He would just barely make out a sharp talon here and some curly horns there.
"Learning to control darkness is a lot like standing up to a bully. It's about making your sense of self bigger than anything anyone can throw at you. When my grandmother trained me like this, I reacted by saying I was bigger and better than the darkness. And when they said I was small, when they called me out on it, I insisted that one day I would become bigger and badder and stronger, that nothing would stop me from beating them up... I was a cute little kid, really. Anyways, I digress. You'd be surprised how much some people struggle with this."
She snorted again. "Bathroom stall. Haha."
She cleared her throat. "I'm gonna hold your hand through this next part. You're not strong enough to manipulate dark energy yet, but at least you've earned its respect. Now I'm gonna give you some energy to play with."
Keph would start to feel something in front of him. It was like a warm, noxious mist. It had a musky smell to it, and it burned slightly. Most of all, it would increase Keph's sense of fear and anxiety.
"The more you focus on your sense of self, the less painful being in its presence will be. After a while it'll actually start to feel good, like a sort of coffee buzz. But that's several sessions away I think, even for you. Just hang tough. Now... using your hands and your thoughts, try making something out of it, maybe something scary that'll stand up to my friends here."
Keph would still have trouble seeing Jun's silhouette, as the room was still pitch black, but it was clear she was referring to the mysterious phantasms in between them.
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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 Dec 14, 2017 23:35:08 GMT -8
Keph made an odd face as Jun "lended" him some energy to play around with, he wasn't quite sure what exactly he was suppose to do. Concentrate on his sense of self? Uh. Alright. He briefly closed his eyes before plopping them back open as he recalled he wasn't really supposed to have them closed in the first place. He rubbed his hands together and bit his lower lip as he tried to concentrate... right... what was unique about him? Uh. Well, he had Rara (which was starting to become a re-occurring theme with him)... and then there was... uh... he supposed his hair? He could read and write, that was somewhat impressive. Oh! He was also a mute, that made his life a bit more difficult but he's never met a mute other than himself so it must be unique! He was also a pretty good acrobat and archer, if he could say so himself...
...this went on...
...and on.
It had been fairly difficult for him to think of something in the first place, but after he did the rest just came pouring out. Without really paying much attention to what he was doing he started to form that energy into something else... something... really similar to Rara's avatar. It was a lot smaller, the size of about a dog. It didn't appear amorphous at all, instead having a singular form that again somewhat resembled a canine! It had the same red cracks as Rara and sported the same ink-ish look, yet it was also clearly far more unstable than Rara's avatar.
While Keph had formed that little beast all on his own (well, with the energy Jun lended him) it made it clear that when it came to Keph's magical potential it was always going to be difficult to discern where he began and his patron ended. The influence of the beast he was linked to was apparent even in these most basic of spells.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 15, 2017 17:45:40 GMT -8
It seemed like Jun was watching in the darknesses. Her voice periodically made faint exclamations like "ah huh", "oh I see", "oooh," and "yah that's it". And when the mini-Rara was finished, Jun made a little clapping noise.
"Nice. Alright. I'm gonna give you another little loan. I think it's about time you saw what you were up against. Again, don't be alarmed."
Keph would start to feel something warm and uncomfortable crawling on his face. For a brief moment, it would seem like his visage was being mounted by multitudes of ants. Then the musky smell and sense of anxiety would increase, until finally the sensation would reach his eyes. The experience would be suffocating, except he could breathe just fine.
And now, he could see. It was as if the darkness had been ameliorated somehow, but not with actual light. The sensation would also vanish, and his eyeballs would feel pleasantly warm.
His mini-Rara was being stared down on by three horrific, disgusting creatures. They were a mishmash of predatory traits from every child's worse nightmares, combined with scaly skin and muscular limbs. At least one of the monsters seemed to have a mouth inside another mouth. They all had either horns or other various spikey parts to make up for horns. They also all had great, bulbous, cave-dweller-esque red eyes.
Jun herself stood behind them. She still looked like a young brunette with grey robes. But her skin was pallid, and her eyes were the same candy-apple red glow shared among her scaly peers. She was also surrounded by what looked like black flames that did not consume.
She gave a sinister grin and raised her hand, waggling her ghostly fingers at Keph. "Hello."
The creature on the far left raised its clawed and mimicked Jun's reserved greeting. Hopefully, Keph would see the humor in this.
"Now then. Have your mini-Rara fight one of the creatures. Use your willpower. The stronger it is, the better your friend will do. Also try to remember that it isn't the real Rara. So you know, don't feel too bad if your first attempt isn't very... er, successful."
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Dec 18, 2017 11:16:44 GMT -8
Aia Heijra would come to the Enclave at the behest of Empress Naoki. She had removed the ancestral sword on her back and held it in her hands, sheathed, so as to present it to anyone who may approach her. For he or she that did come forward Aia would say "I am Aia Heijra. Empress Naoki suggested I come here for assistance in studying my ancestral sword." Aia would be met first by the receptionist sat at a desk at the entrance of the Enclave. She was an elf with angular features yet a soft welcoming smile. She had golden blond hair, tied back neatly, and piercing purple eyes that glowed faintly, perhaps due to some sort of magical enhancement. "Ah, yes we've been expecting you, just head on over to Daedalus' office," the receptionist motioned towards a door to the left of her desk, a heavy oak affair inscribed with runes. There seemed to be no hallways leading away from this small entrance room, only these doors with runes inscribed in them. The door would feel a bit warm to the touch, and Aia might feel a slight tingling in her hand as she grasped its doorknob to open it. Aia Heijra |
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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 Dec 19, 2017 12:30:45 GMT -8
Was fairly impressed with himself having managed to actually form something from the energy granted to him! It was so cool. Yet the fact that it looked like Rara again reminded him that their bond was far stronger than he originally thought. There was little doubt that Rara was helping him in far more ways than just sending an avatar whenever he needed it.
Another loan? Keph took a step back as the weird feeling washed over him. He grit his teeth together and stayed stalwart though the odd, uncomfortable effects that were plaguing him. He wanted scratch his face and eyes until they bled, endless flee from that scent, and violently cough and wheeze at it all, but the young lad had a surprising more amount of restraint that one would assume at first glance... when the sensation finally vanished he gave a heavy sigh.
The creatures didn't frighten Keph! They had before, but now he quickly actually see them semi-properly and he had a companion to help fight them, if need be! The fact that they were a mish-mash of children's worst nightmares, if anything, made it easier for Keph to deal with! It wasn't a wolf, a bear, or any of the far more horrifying creatures that lived in the forests that surrounded his village... it was a nightmare, only that!
Keph smiled and waved back as Jun seemingly appeared out of nowhere, but he didn't get the humour in her nightmarish puppet waving too.
He squinted his eyes and crossed his arms when Jun told him that wasn't really Rara. He huffed lightly, while Jun's instructions were well intended and more importantly it's not like she understood everything about his bond, Keph knew well that wasn't Rara. It had some of Rara, but it was a minuscule amount, it was no doubt far more him than Rara. Then again, even the being that appeared in his place wasn't Rara, simply an avatar conjured from its extra-dimensional form.
The young lad pointed at one of the three creatures, he'd show them what his cool little critter could do! As always, he also had the help of his patron, even if it were a minuscule amount! The creature hopped at the centre nightmare, violently and mercilessly digging his ink-y teeth into the being! Trying to rip and shred anything it could while its paws began to beat at it!
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Dec 19, 2017 13:37:20 GMT -8
Aia smiled and greeted the elf lady. "Thank you," she responded kindly, heading off in the direction of the oaken doors. She approached slowly, taking note of the runes on the wooden surface. She recognized a few, but could not read them, and they did not appear to match those on her own sword. A curious expression crawled across her face as she felt the tingling in the doorknob. That she was seeking those gifted in the arcane arts, this place certainly felt like a step in the right direction. She'd enter the room with a diligent, yet curious gait. Magic was almost a long-lost thing in Asgeir, and where it could be found it was often practiced in seclusion or only by high-ranking officials. Assuming someone was in the room, she would approach and ask "are you Daedalus? My name is Aia Heijra. I'd like to speak to you concerning the runes on my weapon." As she approached she began to unbuckle the straps holding her ancestral weapon in place. Daedalus |
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 23, 2017 23:23:57 GMT -8
Keph was surprising her more and more. Not only were her dark forms amusing him, but he also seemed to be resisting the idea that the dark form he had created wasn't Rara.
It was actually a little annoying. Being in this state of darkness, Jun's ego was just as inflated as anyone else's, and the fact that Keph was overcoming the training with such relative easy was almost insulting to her.
Almost.
Maybe she was wrong. Maybe this creature, Rara, was, in fact, helping him somehow. Could it be they maintained some sort of link which was helping him with the training? Could the mini-Rara actually have a bit of the real Rara inside it?
There was only one way to find out. As the mini-Rara attacked, Jun decided to make raise the difficulty of the challenge, just a little bit.
As the mini-Rara charged forward, inky strands of blackness suddenly extended from the flanking creatures and attached themselves to the center creature like webs. As they did so, the flanking creatures shrank slightly, and the center creature grew. And then it brought its claws down on top of mini-Rara with enough force to send it crashing into the training room floor-
BOOM!
... Imagine her surprise when mini-Rara survived! "Incredible..." She said softly as the two creatures wrestled with each other, surprisingly evenly matched!
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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 Dec 28, 2017 13:36:02 GMT -8
Keph threw a fist into the air in excitement as the Rara look-alike survived the enemy assault. Seeing this, he struck a pose and pointed forward valiantly, as if commanding his small creation onward! The "mini Rara" kept itself tightly up against Jun's own beast, while it wasn't as large, nor as versatile, it was still holding its own! Its mouth stretching out sort of like some creature from out of this world would do to try and bite along Jun's shadow beast's "hide"! All the while, its master was hopping in excitement and cheekily grinning at the fact that... at least for now, it was managing to stay alive! All this ended up causing Keph to fear Jun's shadows even less than before, being almost entirely just entertained and excited at their little battle and more importantly Keph was certain that his creation was going to win, even if the reality of the situation was another. He'd pull out his notebook, writing up a motivational: "Go! Go! Go!" Even if the creature couldn't read (and quite possibly even think) and even if it could, it'd be far too distracted to even notice Keph's writing. But in the end, all that truly mattered is Keph was enjoying himself quite a bit! |
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 30, 2017 1:08:41 GMT -8
Jun had to resist not entering extreme try-hard mode.
But actually she was having a lot of fun. Keph was foolishly brave, individualist, and irreverent, all perfect qualities for learning dark magic. And the dark energy responded well to him.
More importantly Jun got the impression that Keph wasn't a bad guy at all. He wasn't evil, and was unlikely to use anything he learned fot nepharious deeds.
... It was biting. It could bite. When did it get teeth?!
Jun made a face. She felt like she needed to remind Mini Rara who was in charge.
Her beast would grab Mini Rara and try to suplex it into submission.
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