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 Jan 2, 2018 20:37:59 GMT -8
Keph was certainly not happy about his little creation being suplexed into the ground by the far larger being that Jun had formed. It couldn't just do that! He had made that, it was his! Not to mention Rara had clearly helped him a bit with making it in the first place! That was just disrespectful of whatever that thing was. Foolishly brave was right, as he instantly drew his short sword and leaped at Jun's creation, slashing his sword down on it in hopes that it'd let go of his "mini-Rara". Truly there could be no one as valiant as Keph, as the blade dropped with the strength of ten thousand Suns (...well, maybe quite a bit less), all to defend that little creation of his.
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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 Jan 3, 2018 19:11:35 GMT -8
Jun would have preferred that Keph stuck to the plan. But paradoxically his strong will and defiance only accelerated his grasp of dark magic.
As Keph struck, he would find that his mini Rara was getting back up, and starting to grow a bit bigger. As Keph's blade struck, it would release something that looked like violet embers.
Of course that didn't stop Jun's monster from catching the blade and casually throwing it back!
"What... That all you got?" Jun taunted, hoping to goad Keph on. The monster sneered, bearing ethereal violet teeth.
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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 Jan 5, 2018 16:37:18 GMT -8
Keph quickly released his blade and dashed backwards, putting some distance in between Jun's creation and himself. He pulled his bow from the leather holster that was slung over his shoulder at an impressive pace; now, while Keph wasn't the greatest swordsman, he had hunted from a young age so his skills with the bow were quite impressive. In the blink of an eye, he began firing volley after volley at Jun's creature in clear defiance of its superior strength, all the while the mini-Rara (seemingly with a mind of its own), again launched itself at Jun's beast - while this should've made it more difficult for Keph's aim, it did not.
It would be at this point that Keph's eyes briefly moved over to Jun's shady figure which blended with the darkness of the room, for the briefest of moments, he considered firing an arrow at her but he quickly shook such an idea out of his head - it had come from somewhere deep within him, somewhere dark, somewhere everyone had hidden inside of them yet it was strengthened by the dark aura that permeated the room. Yet, why would he ever do so to the person who had so selflessly decided to assist him when she didn't even know him that well? Even if it weren't Jun, why would he so suddenly fire on someone that meant him no harm? Thoughts like these quickly and easily overpowered that brief consideration...
...but...
...the idea of taking out Jun to defeat her monster wasn't bad. Now, he was no longer considering harming her, but maybe a well place tackle or something along those lines could help! As the mini-Rara kept Jun's beast busy, Keph began moving around it trying to get in a better position to bounce Jun while keeping up his shots on her summon.
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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 Jan 7, 2018 0:08:43 GMT -8
Keph hadn't noticed that the darkness was manifesting on his end more and more. His sword had an aura to it. Mini Rara was getting stronger. Even his arrow heads burned with purple flames.
The beast held its own, its long sinewy arms grappling with the octopus-like creature's tentacles as if it planned to turn it into sashimi! But it wasn't expecting the arrows, and its shoulder recoiled and it began stumbling back. The Keph Rara duo was starting to get the upper hand.
Jun did notice Keph's connection to the darkness getting stronger, and was both pleased and concerned. Maybe they were taking things too quickly?
She noticed he was flanking the beast, and in doing so seemed to be getting closer to her.
Uh oh, she thought. But she didn't react just yet.
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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 Jan 7, 2018 21:28:17 GMT -8
As Keph continued his flanking maneuver, he'd fire arrows at the beast non-stop, both to cause further damage and to try to fool Jun into suspecting nothing out of the ordinary! The mini-Rara kept growing, its form still more canine than anything else, but at this point a few tentacles began to emerge, making it all the more difficult to deal with - still Jun's creation had the upper hand. He young lad would be oblivious to all these changes, even that his arrows were now glowing purple! It seemed all too natural oddly enough, making them all go unnoticed!
Now, when he was finally in place, and he believed Jun's superior creation to be distracted enough with his own... he'd fire one last arrow at her beast... drop his bow.. and pounce! Ah ha! While he had no doubt she'd manage to beat him in a game of superior magic, he might have the advantage in a bit of rough tumbling! The young lad slammed into her abdomen and pulled at her upper legs, trying to slam Jun down into the ground!
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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 Jan 9, 2018 20:14:04 GMT -8
Jun had partially expected something like this, but didn't quite have the presence of mind to do something about it. Her concentration had been split, and so when Keph came-
"OOF!"
She felt the impact in her gut and was knocked off her feet. Her eyes grew wide with surprise, though they closed briefly as her back impacted the training room floor.
Then it all went away. In that split second everything seemed to become mundane and normal. The lights went back on, the sickly warmth would disappear from Keph's head, and most importantly mini-Rara and Jun's monster all disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Everything was back to normal. Jun was no longer a glowy-eyed specter in the back of a phantasmagorically black room. Nope, it was a training room again. Lesson over, for the moment.
Jun blinked up at Keph, her lips flattened disapprovingly, though it was obvious she was suppressing a grin.
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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 Jan 9, 2018 20:44:37 GMT -8
Pounce, tackle, BAM, floor! Victory!
An expertly performed maneuver if he did say so himself! Keph's body shook as an odd weight felt lifted from his shoulders and when he looked around, everything was gone... well, everything that Jun had crafted around them - the training room was back to normal. Ah ha! Keph threw a fist up in victory, proud of his achievement, even if he did bend the rules a bit to achieve it! He did briefly frown at seeing his creation gone, but it was alright; after all, he had succeeded in working with it!
He looked back down at Jun, which was underneath his form - she too now looked normal! But at seeing her disapproving look, he quickly retreated rolling off of his mentor. He scratched the back of his head, a tad nervous as to what her response might be towards his clearly illegal move!
The young lad was quick to scribble an apology: "Sorry!"
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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 Jan 9, 2018 22:32:50 GMT -8
Jun rolled her eyes and allowed more of the grin to come through. She gently smacked Keph on the forehead. "I'll live." She sat up and rubbed her diaphragm, her face squirming slightly. "My fault for pushing you too hard. We should probably take a break."
She sat up and waved her hand at the nearby panel. Two couches appeared nearby made of pure light energy. They were ethereal and fluffy looking, and Jun leaped onto one, bouncing gently up and down on it.
"You were doing really well." She said while still bobbing up and down slightly. "But you shouldn't get carried away, especially if you wanna learn light magic down the line. Dark magic is very self-centered and focuses on your identity, but light magic requires you to look outside yourself. That reminds me, did any of that darkness feel icky towards the end or did you get used to it?"
By now Jun was no longer bobbing, just gently floating on the light. She gestured Keph to join her on the second couch.
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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 Jan 10, 2018 17:09:10 GMT -8
Keph pat his forehead, specifically where he was hit and made a confused expression at Jun's apparent sudden turn in mood. That confused him further was the sudden appearance of a pair of ethereal couches made out of pure light. Where'd she learn to do that? Keph held a hand in front of his face, as the light emitted by these ethereal constructs were hurting his eyes. Never the less, he moved towards one and carefully sat down! Guh! He bobbed up-and-down for a bit, it felt like the slightest movement would make the damned thing move and might cause him to fall! While it was comfortable the couch itself made Keph feel uncomfortable.
He tried crossing his legs, which stabilised his position a bit but still felt weird. All this caused him to be briefly distracted from Jun's words, but would quickly try to grasp what she was saying. He nodded...
...blablablablalightmagicblablablablablaself-centeredblablablablablaoutsideyourselfblablablablabla...
This couch was really annoying... seeing no other alternative the young lad rolled off of it plopping down on the floor - far better! Not quite sure what Jun had told him but certain it was wise and informative he simply smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
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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 Jan 11, 2018 14:08:55 GMT -8
Jun cocked her head at his thumbs up. He did hear her right?
"Um... yaaaaay. Ok, alright. So..." As she spoke, she placed her hand on her couch, which seemed to cause it to levitate slightly and glide over to a spot near Keph's feet. The other couch followed and joined Jun's couch together, forming a big couch mattress. If Keph didn't want it, she wasn't going to let such a wonderous thing go to waste! She started playfully bouncing up and down on the great couch fort.
"...Since you clearly... have a... talent for... dark magic... once you've... rested a bit... see if... you can... manifest... your own... aura... of darkness... I'll show you... the steps... It doesn't have to... be very strong... even a little bit... will test my... theory... that dark magic... will help... luuuube you into the void..."
She stopped bouncing up and down the twin couches. She was a little out of breath.
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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 Jan 11, 2018 20:51:29 GMT -8
He most certainly did not hear her! Yet, it was difficult to tell. Keph, being a mute and all, gave no noticeable cues to suspect that he hadn't.
Keph was quite comfortable on the floor, after getting himself in a proper pose with his legs crossed he looked up at Jun - who sat on her floating mattress - with a perked brow. His gaze went up... and down... up... and down; he followed Jun's constant motions with a look of confusion. What in Isra was she doing? He scratched the back of his head, not honestly sure.
He was certainly still distracted, this time by Jun though, yet at least now he was also paying much more attention to her words than before. Yet, his confused look was broken as he fell onto his back chuckling. Lube into the void? All whi- pffft... bouncing on a mattress and now... now she was out of breathe! Again, Jun appeared to fail at transferring some of her wisdom to Keph as he was once again pulled away from a student's mentality to a far more childish one. All she had now was an apprentice that instead of learning was kicking his feet and roaring in laughter at his mentor's words.
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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 Jan 12, 2018 18:20:46 GMT -8
Jun sighed exasperatedly at Keph. She flipped over and laid back on the double couches. "Teenagers."
Then she started mouthing the words "lube you into the void" silently over and over again.
There was a loud snorting sound from the double couches. Jun had apparently caught the immaturity bug. It started as a titter and then erupted into a full-on chortle.
She would join Keph in his immaturity for a good minute, or until Keph stopped, whichever came first.
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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 Jan 13, 2018 21:23:37 GMT -8
Jun would be the first to go quiet from her laughter, Keph soon following her lead. He sat up with a smile, wiping a tear of joy out of his eye. He looked up at Jun, which appeared to be enjoying her place on the floating, comfortable, ethereal double couch. It was only then, that out of nowhere, Keph had a question pop up in his mind... had he thanked Jun? He didn't believe he had. This would be quickly solved as the young lad wrote up a note and shared it: "Keph is thankful for miss Jun's efforts with him, even though they just met."
Now, this 'thank you' alone was nowhere close to enough to thank his new mentor's efforts, but it'd have to do for now! He'd certainly have to get her a gift at some point, but he supposed he had time to consider that later.
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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 Jan 15, 2018 19:09:21 GMT -8
It wasn't lost on her that Keph had the maturity of a teenage boy, which was logical because he was, of course, a teenage boy.
Lying on her stomach, chin resting on the top of her interlocking fingers, she just sort of stared at Keph idly, still a bit amused, waiting for him to stop.
"I wonder if this is what it's like having a goofy little brother." She said this audibly.
"You are quite welcome, Keph. To tell you the truth, I needed something like this to take my mind off of the last mission I went on." She sighed and rolled facing upwards. "People your age should be able to have some fun. They should be allowed to have childhoods, to be immature once in a while. It's important to be responsible, but there's a, a certain natural order to things..."
She realized it would be better if she didn't discuss the mission with him. It would ruin the moment, and it was her burden to bare, not his.
She rolled back to face Keph again. "When you're ready to try, sit up straight with your knees crossed, and focus on your breathing and diaphragm. Focus on your inner-most self. Focus on that deep black part of you, the deepest part, the part of you that's willing to confront all the things that make you you, both good and bad. And then, kinda get it to reach out like a big hand, and feel for something outside of you, hidden in the air. In my tribe, magic is a bit like forming a bond with the natural energy in the air. It's like forming a friendship. And different elements are able to form bonds with different aspects of yourself. And when you feel that connection, ask it to cover you up. Does all that make sense?"
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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 Jan 15, 2018 19:55:16 GMT -8
Keph looked upwards, staring back at Jun with a perked brow, and his patented confused look! He felt odd, Jun looking down on him while audibly wondering if this is what it was like to have a younger sibling. Having been an orphan, the mention of family always caused a little melancholic spark to go off in his head. Now, he had no huge issues with having lacked a family. He lived with one of the village's elders who had been a hunter, learned much from the old man before he passed, and after that was able to make a living helping with hunting... before he had to leave; that, however was a totally different story Keph didn't want to be recalling.
He looked lost in thought as memories ran wildly in his head, a state he'd be broken out of when Jun resumed her talking. He sighed and frowned along with her. While he was curious about what exactly might've happened, he decided best not to ask. It didn't look like it was something Jun wanted to dawn on and so neither did he. If it needed to be spoken about, it could be done so in the future. Her following speech was lost on him, he was now paying full attention to her words but the idea of some natural order existing that he needed to uphold was not something that clicked very well with him, at least not yet.
When instructions suddenly start coming from Jun, he was caught off guard but began following them as quickly as he could! He sat up straight, knees again being crossed, his breathing was slow, methodical, being used to hunting game he had pretty good control of his breathing. He closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees, and now began concentrating on this "inner-self" Jun wanted him to. Back of his mind, huh? As he did, Jun's words started getting quieter... and quieter... an-
Silence. Completely and utter silence. He knew Jun was still talking... somehow... but he couldn't hear anythi- wait... was he still breathing? Keph briefly panicked, before he concluded that he must be or he'd be dead... is he dead? It didn't feel like he was dead... wait, where were his hands? Everything was black. He tried opening his eyes... but he didn't have eyelids to open... or even eyes!
From the outside, Keph was in an odd-state. He was completely still in the posed he had taken, his breathing had an oddly perfect rhythm, and had suddenly stopped reacting to... well... anything.
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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 Jan 17, 2018 12:34:39 GMT -8
"That's good. Now reach out for that weird, caustic feeling, that darkness I lent you. The energy is all around you, it's a part of the air. Breath it into you, and let it form a blanket around you."
If he was successful, he would start to feel wrapped up in an odd, warm blanket, a feeling that his internal self had somehow manifested outside of himself.
"It should feel like, there's more of you around you, like your soul is too big for your body and is sticking out, if that makes sense. The feeling will feel like a quiet anger, a tempered rage. Don't treat it as foreign. Treat it as part of yourself."
If it worked, he would start to manifest a dark aura around him, like soft, violet flames.
"And when you feel it's stable, you can open your eyes. You should see yourself covered in this energy."
Jun would watch this progress carefully, eyeing everything Keph did with a mixture of anticipation and concern for his well-being. She was ready to step in in case something went wrong, though she doubted anything would. The risk to Keph should have been minimal.
It didn't stop her from gulping nervously though.
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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 Jan 17, 2018 16:22:15 GMT -8
What... was that? Keph could swear that someone was talking, he knew that someone was somehow. But even so, all he could now here was static. As the feeling in the back of his mind, screaming out that someone was there, the static only grew louder, and louder, and LOUDER! It had become deafening at this point, and he'd cover his ears if he had ears, hands, or any semblance of a form, for that matter. Where was he? Oddly enough, he felt like he was suppose to be doing something right now... shouldn't he? Wasn't someone with him, just moments ago? From the outside, it was clear something was amiss. The young lad continued to not react at all to Jun's words, instead continuing to keep completely still aside from the rhythmic, mechanical breathing that he unconscious performed. Yet, an aura did form. The weird aura was not purple but black and it was not like flames, but like ink. Again, a reminder of how the lad's patron was always there influencing Keph's very essence. What was weirder was not the aura, but the fact that it didn't feel like it had any Keph. In Keph's previous lesson, his summon had a bit of Rara, but it felt far more Keph. In other words, while his patron had slightly influence the work, it was ultimately Keph's 'craftsmanship' that had brought it into this world. This... this wasn't the young lad at all. She'd feel no anger, no rage, nothing coming from Keph. Such might explain why the aura that was slowly engulfing him so quickly grew unstable and collapsed onto the floor into a huge puddle of shadow-y ink. Although lacking a form, he felt cold and trapped. |
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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 Jan 17, 2018 21:22:59 GMT -8
"Uh, Keph?"
The energy that appeared around Keph wasn't what she was looking for.
"Oh... Huh..."
She sat up suddenly and sat on the edge of the twin couches. She gazed deep into the aura and noticed how... empty it felt. It wasn't a energy, but a bizarre lack of ener-
"Ok, not quite what I was expecting. Although I guess it does confirm my theory that dark magic training would-" She paused in mid-sentence. Now wasn't the best time. "Uh, Rara, is that you? Are you in there?" She wanted to touch Keph's shoulder, but she was afraid that the presence might suck her mana dry, and she very much needed that in case Keph was in trouble. She quickly got up and started towards her bag to retrieve the seeds she had gathered before.
"Alright, Rara, Keph, one of you better talk to me." She said as she was rummaging for the seeds. "Ah, there we go." She grabbed them and watched Keph's body to see if he responded at all. This was just in time to see the puddle of inkiness collapse on the floor.
Forget anti-magic. Maybe I should have been looking for a mop.
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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 Jan 17, 2018 22:31:55 GMT -8
In an instance, the static stopped. There was no clear reason why this was, but it happened. Although, the silence wouldn't stay for long as it was quickly replaced with a loud heartbeat. Again, Keph wanted to cover his years due to how exaggeratedly loud the sound was, but was unable to. Whose heartbeat even was this? Was it his? Did it matter? What in hells was going on?THA--THUMP...THA--THUMP...THA-...Finally, it stopped. Just like the static, in happened in an instant with no discernible cause! His mind felt like it was going to break down at this point, it just wouldn't stop. No, not the sounds. The static, the heartbeat, and whatever might come next were annoying beyond belief but the thoughts. No, not the thoughts themselves but the amount of thoughts racing through his mind and the rate at which they did so is what was driving him mad. He had always been a bit mentally disorganised, even a tad chaotic, but this... this was something else completely! It felt like an entire hive of fire ants had been poured onto his brain and allowed to roam. |
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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 Jan 18, 2018 17:50:31 GMT -8
Jun leered at the pool of darkness on the floor. "Look, Rara, I don't know if that's you or not, but please don't take this the wrong way. I'm just gonna need you to go back home."
She tossed the seeds in the air, then quickly held her hand out. The seeds floated in midair and started to descend all around Keph in a ring shape. Once they were in position, Jun began funneling energy into the seeds. Their hard little brown shells split open, releasing rapidly growing vines. Each vine, in turn, released little off-shoots coated in a sticky, mucous-like substance.
He did say anti-magic was the thing to use, right?
The sticky sundew-like vines sprung to life all over Keph, and they started writhing and pulsing. It seemed like they were feeding off of something in the air and from the very floor itself. What they were doing was consuming all the magical energy in the area and shunting it to the cores contained within their pods. The plants would generate more vines and off-shoots and some of them would start feeding directly off the dark pool on the ground. Some latched right onto Keph's body and wrapped around him, sucking away.
Any magical effects in the vicinity of the vines would lose power and fade away. In theory, this meant only a perfectly normal Keph, lacking any aura of any kind, would remain.
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