Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244 
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 18:39:01 GMT -8
Andraste shakes her head slowly. "My objective is not to protect the dragons, particularly, but to protect all involved parties. My mentors have always taught me to seek the diplomatic solution before the violent one, and such a philosophy has served me well. And, truly, one may learn more by cooperating with a dragon than by fighting one. They hold ancient secrets of magic, harnessed naturally by their very being, that humans will never truly understand. Despite this, the quest for understanding ultimately reveals more than simply the answer you seek, and so you learn much along the way that you may not have thought you needed to know. Such is the path to true knowledge and understanding."
Andraste takes a sip of water before continuing, giving a placid smile, "I would appreciate the company when I go to seek this dragon again. Your companions will not be able to fight it, so I need not worry about them killing it. They, however, might be in more danger if they foolishly charge into the fray without a plan or understanding of their target, as it seems they were going to before. If they are using mundane weaponry, they will cause the great beast no harm, but it may cause him to attack. After I have eaten, would you like to lead me to your friends?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 19:06:15 GMT -8
"I think I saw it fly off towards Fort Windhollow in Medan. And how do we penetrate its armor? I don't think my fire can break it."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 19:35:58 GMT -8
"We will deal with that when it becomes an issue," says Andraste as she finishes off an entire loaf of bread, before standing up, seeming much stronger than before already. "Levi, you are welcome to come along as well," she continues, smiling lightly, "but we must leave now if we are to catch up with the beast and stop it from devouring your companions."
She moves toward the door, beckoning for the two magi to follow. "I will bring a compliment of my best magi along as added protection, just in case they are needed," she says, and a nearby assistant takes the clue and runs off to gather the necessary people. As they walk down the stairs, they're suddenly flanked by two magi dressed in black great robes with golden trim, who introduce themselves as Velka and Renna, two of Andraste's top protégés. Velka is a strong-looking blonde woman with icy blue eyes, and Renna is a light brown-skinned dark-haired woman from the Phoenix State with golden facial tattoos and a kind face. "These two will be joining us for the battle," says Andraste.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50 
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 19:52:29 GMT -8
"Really? You want me to come?" Levi was surprised and hesitant at first but sighed. "Looks like I'm not getting off easy this time, maybe this is the kick in the butt I've been needing."
The magus gets up and fixes his messy hair. "Alright then, I'm going! Nyx should be safe here."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 19:56:17 GMT -8
The party emerges into a spacious room with stark decoration, the only truly distinguishing feature a large round sigil of some sort carved into the ground, candles placed at the edges. Andraste walks into the center of the circle, and beckons for the others to follow. "This is a translocation circle. It enhances and extends the effect of translocation magics, such as teleportation. We will be able to get to where we need to be in an instant, although getting back will be trickier. Is everybody ready?" explains Andraste, gesturing about herself as she speaks, her magi falling in line behind her and raising their own magical tomes to flip through, finding the teleportation incantation quickly. They await Andraste's orders.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 19:59:10 GMT -8
The fairy following Ashley flew into her cloak's hood.
"Ready when you are." She said with a nod.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 20:01:07 GMT -8
"Yep, I'm ready." Levi gets limbered up.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 20:12:38 GMT -8
Andraste nods to both of the flanking magi in turn, and they all three begin to chant something in an ancient, guttural tongue. The room explodes into a flash of light, and suddenly all its occupants have the sickening feeling of their atoms being stretched across the entirety of the physical plane. They are all everywhere and nowhere at once. Their thoughts are silent echoes in the void, their bodies nonexistent. The process lasts for a split second and an eternity, before the party coalesces within Fort Windhollow. Andraste, it would seem, uses a rather nontraditional method of translocation, though she seems markedly unaffected by the travel. <exit to Fort Windhollow> |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 20:13:38 GMT -8
OOC: Please tell me we heard this when we were taking off:
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 12:27:05 GMT -8
[Within Andraste's personal study] Andraste sits in a leather chair within her personal study, the blackout curtains drawn shut, about a dozen red-waxed candles set up around a sigil painted upon a nearby table in black, the pattern serpentine and unnerving to look at, the black paint appearing to absorb light in itself. As she sits, words on the page of her tome glow an unearthly red, and she chants in a rough tongue unknown to most of the mortal world. She is dabbling in long forbidden arts of magic in an attempt to heal her self-inflicted curse, experimenting with different combinations of incantations to try and mend her wound. Now, she uses an incantation that includes the words "love", "pleasure", and "anguish" within the same sentence, hoping for it to be some sort of black healing... Unfortunately, she is dead wrong. Vain Caulfield begins to feel his demonic spirit pulled through the veil toward Andraste's sigil, and before long, if he does nothing to prevent it, he'll be torn from his current location and translocated there, getting the jump on the poor woman. |
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 12:30:20 GMT -8
There's a puff of smoke, and an inhumanly attractive man steps out of thin air. Seeing as there's no circle surrounding him or the woman in front of him, Vain walks over to her, smiling broadly.
"Why hello there! Who might you be, hmm? Feeling lonely? You must have been, to summon somebody like me..."
His illusions are up, so his claws, wings, horns, etc are hidden. He looks like a human.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 12:35:40 GMT -8
Andraste bolts up from her chair at the sound of an intruding voice. Perhaps the man looks human, but she knows from experience not to trust appearances when dealing with forbidden magics. Her staff flies into her hand from the opposite wall, the obsidian stone bursting into blue flame with a single-word spell as she points it threateningly at the admittedly very attractive man. "Are you friend or foe?" she asks, cautiously, her voice still smooth and soft despite its threatening undertones. Well, it hasn't tried to throw her into a deadly realm with an evil ethereal tyrant yet. That's a step up from the last time.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 12:39:18 GMT -8
Vain smiles broadly, stepping closer.
"I'm your friend, of course. You wouldn't have summoned me if you wanted to beat me up. Ok, maybe you would have. I don't know what you're into."
He reaches out and places a finger against her neck, running it up under her chin.
"Actually, you don't look like that sort of person. Maybe more gentle things? Rose scented baths and back rubs? I can do that too."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 12:46:36 GMT -8
Andraste's background in magical resistance and mental conditioning allow her to steel her mind more than other women against Vain's naturally deadly assault on her female senses, although she is still human, and so Vain seems...friendly. Non-threatening. She keeps her guard up, but she plants her staff in the ground, her inquisitive orange eyes locked upon the pools of emerald that are his irises, studying him. His eyes tell suspiciously little about his intent, but nevertheless, Andraste can't help but...feel welcomed by him.
"Have you come to heal me?" she asks, her voice losing its threatening edge and adopting one of tentative hope, her slight scowl turning rapidly to her trademark eerily placid smile. "I am sure, if you are some sort of ethereal creature, that you can feel the darkness of the curse I have mistakenly placed upon myself like a blight upon my living aura." His aura. That's odd. His aura is...hard to read. Perhaps cause for concern, but Andraste has always been taught diplomacy first, after all, and so she doesn't mention it, yet...
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 12:52:44 GMT -8
"A curse?"
He flicks his tongue out slightly, as though tasting the air like a snake. He nods, thoughtfully.
"Yeah, you're cursed alright...nah, I can't help you with that. That's not what I do. Sorry. I can suck some of the excess off, take the edge off of it, but I can't heal you completely. And it'll keep coming back if I"m not around to absorb it."
He grins, stepping in even closer. He would be about a foot away from her by this time, looking down on her.
"But that shouldn't be an issue, now should it? As long as I stick around, you'll feel better. And not just from the curse being lightened. What's your name, hmm?"
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 12:58:09 GMT -8
"I am Andraste Ruana, Minister of Magic of The Free City," responds Andraste, bowing lightly. "And I suppose I will simply have to keep you around, if what you say is true," she continues, standing back up to her full height and smiling up at him calmly. She doesn't think she'll mind keeping this one around at all...he certainly brims with magics, and she hasn't had attractive male company so...seemingly interested in her in a long, long time. She tends to scare most men, or creep them out. This one seems...friendly, to say the least.
"If I am to keep you nearby, I must know: what is your name, and what are you?" she asks.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 13:06:25 GMT -8
He brightens up.
"I'm Vain! That's what my old master used to call me, anyways. I'm an incubus, third order. Nice to meet you, Andraste. The Free City, huh? Where's that? I've never really been one for places, y'know? It's always just either here or there."
He starts looking around Andraste's office, poking around desks and pulling a book off of her shelf.
"Ruminations on the uses of Greenroot? What kind of book is that? Sounds boring."
He puts it back carefully and pulls out another one.
"The Free City Municipal District Magical Codes, volume III? Pfft. Don't you have anything fun in here?"
He puts that one away and pulls out a third.
"A Man and His Axe: A Memoir of King Jorech Mann. Guess not."
He puts that book away and turns to Andraste.
"You may be pretty, but your choice in books is awfully dull."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 13:28:21 GMT -8
"I am a scholar," responds Andraste, simply, with a slight shrug. An incubus. That would explain his unearthly pull. Although, what it does not explain is why he's open about it. "The Free City is an open forum, a place where all philosophies are welcome, people of any nationality, even those beings that would be quickly rejected by more...well, some would call them more wise governments. You say you had a 'master' before? Who could possibly hope to master an incubus of the third order?"
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 13:32:58 GMT -8
"An idiot, that's who."
Vain licks his lips thoughtfully.
"A tasty idiot, though...anyhow, Andraste! What do you do in your spare time? Please tell me you don't read these books. They're so dull I thought I might fall asleep just reading the titles. Do you go to taverns? Watch plays? Sing? Dance? Play cards? What do you do? You know what they say about all work and no play..."
He grins.
"I'm going out. See ya later."
He heads out the door, then stops.
"Weird...I can't go out. Something's holding me back."
He walks over to her.
"It's fine now...maybe I can't leave your office? Or maybe I can't get too far away from you...anyhow, if it's the second, then come on. Let's go. I want to go out."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 15:36:34 GMT -8
"I practice magics. Occasionally I'll have a friendly magical duel with one of my acolytes, although none of them are quite experienced enough to offer me any real challenge. Still, it is good practice for the both of us. I...am afraid I am not well-versed in the arts, and I will only drink an occasional glass of Medanese Gold, but otherwise I'm afraid you'll find my vices are few and far between. When the incubus nears the doorway, she feels a slight tugging toward him, too. She expects it's just a natural response to the demon's unholy attraction, until he turns around and admits the same. Andraste heaves a heavy sigh. "That...that must've been a binding ritual I spoke. I will need to find a way to break the bond...until then, though, we are inexorably linked. If we stray too far from one another, we will be drawn back by an insatiable urging for one another's presence, inexplicable and overwhelming. Lovely," states Andraste, her voice more flat than usual.
"If you wish to go out, we may, although I would ask that you do not take such a commanding tone with me again, demon. I have defeated more powerful beings than you with a few kind words," replies Andraste to Vain's urgings, smirking ever so slightly as she stands back up from her chair and follows the demon out.
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