Kargth
Established
Knight of a time long past,confused of who and what he is he travels the lands seeking for answers.
Roleplay posts: 45 
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: 7ft tall and built like an ox nothing can be seen under his armor.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing armor made of darkest metal and wielding a blazing sword Kargth is a sight to behold. His armor is etched with script with a language he does not understand. His sword blazing with magic he can not conceive of. The armor he wears is as much a mystery to himself as it is to others.
Registered: Jan 25, 2017 21:39:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kargth on May 31, 2019 17:56:57 GMT -8
Daedalus looked curiously at the helmet on his desk, raising one eyebrow. "So you have no body, and your spirit seems to be bound to this armor..." Daedalus said thoughtfully, "That is just a theory, though." Daedalus tapped the helm, "Do you feel pain?" The headless suit of armour reached out and grabbed the helmet on the desk. “I feel nothing Magos.” Kargth replied as he buckled the helmet onto his suit of armour once more. “I do not feel the wind, nor the touch of a person. I also can’t taste or smell. If I could remember what those sensations were like, it would probably drive me mad. Luckily, I do not know what I’m missing.” “As far as your theory is concerned, I believe I can give context. You see, when I awoke, I was several dozen meters underground, in what is now Fort Silence. Sitting on a small throne hands clasping a sword. One of the first things I saw was the death of a young mother. Some bandits had chased in a young family from the surface you see. As she died at my feet her blood began to fill etchings on the floor. Strange sigils and runes full of this woman’s blood covered the floor in front of me. Pooling towards me. At this moment I could not move and was only vaguely aware of my surroundings. But once that blood touched me, it was like moving from a dark room into the light. I could think clearly and move properly. I could remember my name, and how to wield a sword but that was about it.” |
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Jun 6, 2019 11:53:44 GMT -8
"Sigils and runes you say? Well that is interesting, the bit about the blood as well. I think the best way to understand what you are would be to go and inspect the runes myself. I have a suspicion that some blood magic might be involved as well. I have studied many runes and sigils extensively however, so I might be able to decipher them."
Daedalus thought for a moment before adding, "Perhaps I can scry into that area and inspect the runes... or teleport there. I don't really have time to travel all the way there and back normally, and sending someone else... well your best bet would be me I think."
Daedalus went to a bookshelf behind him, pulling out a tome and opening to a certain page on first try. It was a map of The Overworld, or at least, the known Overworld, "Where exactly is Fort Silence, can you point it out on a map? This will help me focus in on the location so I can teleport there or scry the location," he explained.
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Kargth
Established
Knight of a time long past,confused of who and what he is he travels the lands seeking for answers.
Roleplay posts: 45
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: 7ft tall and built like an ox nothing can be seen under his armor.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing armor made of darkest metal and wielding a blazing sword Kargth is a sight to behold. His armor is etched with script with a language he does not understand. His sword blazing with magic he can not conceive of. The armor he wears is as much a mystery to himself as it is to others.
Registered: Jan 25, 2017 21:39:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kargth on Jun 12, 2019 23:35:21 GMT -8
"Sigils and runes you say? Well that is interesting, the bit about the blood as well. I think the best way to understand what you are would be to go and inspect the runes myself. I have a suspicion that some blood magic might be involved as well. I have studied many runes and sigils extensively however, so I might be able to decipher them." Daedalus thought for a moment before adding, "Perhaps I can scry into that area and inspect the runes... or teleport there. I don't really have time to travel all the way there and back normally, and sending someone else... well your best bet would be me I think." Daedalus went to a bookshelf behind him, pulling out a tome and opening to a certain page on first try. It was a map of The Overworld, or at least, the known Overworld, "Where exactly is Fort Silence, can you point it out on a map? This will help me focus in on the location so I can teleport there or scry the location," he explained. “You would not need to magos.” Spoke Kargth. “It is my first memory; I have thought on it much since my awakening. Each detail is etched into my mind, every sensation as clear as if it was only this morning. I could draw you the whole room if you would like.” |
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Jun 24, 2019 20:40:12 GMT -8
Daedalus chuckled, "Ah yes of course, sorry I get carried away sometimes."
He set aside the map, and brought out a bunch of blank parchment.
The mage pushed them forward, towards Kargth across the desk, and with a snap, a quill and ink appeared near him as well on the desk.
"There you are, use as many parchments and ink as you like, but please draw every detail you can remember."
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Kargth
Established
Knight of a time long past,confused of who and what he is he travels the lands seeking for answers.
Roleplay posts: 45
Age: Unknown
Physical Description: 7ft tall and built like an ox nothing can be seen under his armor.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing armor made of darkest metal and wielding a blazing sword Kargth is a sight to behold. His armor is etched with script with a language he does not understand. His sword blazing with magic he can not conceive of. The armor he wears is as much a mystery to himself as it is to others.
Registered: Jan 25, 2017 21:39:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kargth on Jun 24, 2019 21:00:55 GMT -8
Daedalus chuckled, "Ah yes of course, sorry I get carried away sometimes." He set aside the map, and brought out a bunch of blank parchment. The mage pushed them forward, towards Kargth across the desk, and with a snap, a quill and ink appeared near him as well on the desk. "There you are, use as many parchments and ink as you like, but please draw every detail you can remember." Kargth nodded and grasped the pen as delicately as his gauntleted hands would allow him to. He stepped forwards to one of the pages and began to draw. It was if he was simply tracing an imagine it was so seared into his mind. He made no mistakes, needed no corrections. One confident stroke of the pen after another. He worked in a fever. Large sweeping lines of architecture were drawn, the great hall was quickly drawn in little over a few minutes. Once that was done, Kargth began to draw the sigils upon the floor, that is where the real work began. Kargth realised that he was able to write them with ease. It took him over a week to memorise the shapes and method of writing in common, even now he was still only a novice. But with this, it was like he always knew. He scratched their marks into the parchment delicately and with great precision. Kargth was so enraptured in his task he did not notice similar symbols begin to glow a bright red upon his armoured plating. They were brutish symbols. Made of hard straight lines intersecting in various angles and positions. Surrounding these symbols great geometric shapes were interlaced, forming maddeningly complex patterns. It took him over an hour as well as a dozen parchments to etch in the last of his memory onto the paper before him. As he placed down the pen in satisfaction the etchings upon his armour began to fade away, becoming indistinguishable to the dark metal of the plating. “There magos. That was what I could remember. The symbols feel familiar to me, I recognise that I know them, but I do not understand them.” |
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