The Isran Empire
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 468
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on Sept 16, 2018 12:23:00 GMT -8
The Empress’s Box stands imperiously in the center of the arena, overlooking all. Here, The Empress may sit as to better see and be seen. From it, she can see almost every part of The Arena, and vice versa. At the edge, there is a balcony, The Balcony, from which The Empress might address her subjects and observe the festivities. But further back, depressed into the floor—out of view of the plebs, the interior of The Box is arranged almost as a sitting room might be. There is a plethora of cushioned seating options, tables, floral arrangements, and even a few bookshelves. An entire team of pageboys stands ready with fruit, drinks, fans, and other instruments of pampering. Additionally, Imperial Sentinels are stationed on, throughout, and around The Box. It is host to a great many protective enchantments and runes, in the event that something untoward might try to happen. |
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Khepri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 173 
Physical Description: Smattered in golden feathers, Khepri glimmers from dawn to dusk. Vast, dark wings spread outward from her broad hips, supporting an otherwise petite frame.
Black hair, straight as a waterfall, surrounds a round face. She has sharp, dangerous eyes that mimic the time of day, plump lips that tell you what you want to hear, and honey-sweet skin to ease her features.
Though the woman seems like a nubile goddess, fingers that end in claws and feet ending in talons do add a frighteningly harsh reality to her image.
When the sun vanishes from the sky, all that is not human about the woman departs, leaving a small, defenseless dame behind.
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Clothes and Equipment: Khepri carries little, save for the string around her neck that holds a round gemstone absorbing sunlight.
When out of sunlight and without the gem, her wings become a heavy cloak.
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Registered: Nov 20, 2017 18:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Khepri on May 6, 2020 18:48:12 GMT -8
Being able to fly was useful, but Khepri thought that perhaps it was more useful in cities than anywhere else, what with its busy roads and mazelike walls everywhere. With wings, she could simply fly over the confoundment of buildings and get to her destination in seconds where it would have taken someone else much longer, and this is how she came to find The Balcony.
She made a graceful descent, flipping from the canopy into the shade with a floatiness like she was swimming. There was a bench nearby, where she took her perch, laying on her side with one wing tucked, the other splayed against her body.
The garments she had been given to wear around Isra were strange, but only because she was unused to wearing any at all. Mostly silks, the dresses were made to bellow impressively in the wind as she flew, but also to drape in a way that her frame was apparent beneath. They never had a back, leaving her wings free, though a hefty amount of ribbons dyed red and gold were added to her hair and sometimes caught onto her feathers. They still had a few things to figure out with the designs, but overall, the bird was pleased.
She waited for Naoki, choosing not to speak to the guards. They were all boorish and unamusing anyway.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on May 7, 2020 13:46:12 GMT -8
Empress Naoki enters The Arena on a fine summer afternoon, surrounded by Sentinels and a small procession of pages. She is far from the first one to do so, the dull roar of the crowd has been audible from The Citadel’s stairs onward and grows only louder as she ascends. Below, the people of Isra continue to stream in under the watchful eye of The Guard, each depositing the requisite 5 copper fee as they pass through the gate. By the sound of it, the arena is perhaps half full, but The Empress knows it won’t stay that way for long because today is race day.
Arriving at her box, The Empress proceeds directly to the front, where she can for the first time see down into the arena. Placing her hands gingerly upon the railing, she looks out. … Her guess about the seating was good.
The roar of the crowd falters, and there is a great deal of pointing and saluting as The Empress is noticed, followed by cheering. For this day of all days, The Empress wears neither red nor gold but a silken cloak of brilliant white, which, though not quite her color, symbolizes neutrality and does well to keep her cool under the blazing summer sun.
The Empress raises her hand beatifically in greeting to the crowd and stands there for a moment more, looking this way and that as they cheer. As the noise begins to subside she returns to her box.
Coming down the stairs, Naoki blinks a few times as her eyes readjust to the shade. Around her, the pages have finished their preparations, which essentially amount to the artful presentation of fresh fruit and preparation of large leaves to be used for fanning. They stand in an orderly line along the wall, and Sentinels have taken up their positions replacing the previous guards. All is in order... And Khepri is here. Excellent.
“It seems the tailors have done well,” Naoki remarks by way of greeting, unabashedly feasting her eyes. “...Or perhaps it is merely you.” A smirk.
She gestures for Kehpri to come join her on the central divan, where a page is quick to provide a cushioned footrest. “Is this to be your first race?” she asks.
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Khepri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 173
Physical Description: Smattered in golden feathers, Khepri glimmers from dawn to dusk. Vast, dark wings spread outward from her broad hips, supporting an otherwise petite frame.
Black hair, straight as a waterfall, surrounds a round face. She has sharp, dangerous eyes that mimic the time of day, plump lips that tell you what you want to hear, and honey-sweet skin to ease her features.
Though the woman seems like a nubile goddess, fingers that end in claws and feet ending in talons do add a frighteningly harsh reality to her image.
When the sun vanishes from the sky, all that is not human about the woman departs, leaving a small, defenseless dame behind.
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Clothes and Equipment: Khepri carries little, save for the string around her neck that holds a round gemstone absorbing sunlight.
When out of sunlight and without the gem, her wings become a heavy cloak.
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Registered: Nov 20, 2017 18:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Khepri on May 13, 2020 18:36:23 GMT -8
"I believe they help give anticipation for that which lies beneath," said Khepri with a wink. "I thought them a burden at first, but ah, I have found little pleasures in how much of a tease they are."
Pushing herself up, she floated over to sit adjacent to the empress. "Of this sort, yes. We did not have these very fanciful wheel-things back where I am from, but we did have races. What is it that you call this particular type of sport? And why in such a tiny little area?"
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on May 20, 2020 20:13:31 GMT -8
“Chariots!” The Empress clarifies. “Chariot races.”
“The idea is such that you have the fanciful platform with wheels — you lash a horse or two or four to it. You stick a brave fellow on the back, give him a whip, and send him careening around the track. Races are usually seven, sometimes twelve laps for big ones like today.”
“Which would be all well and good. You could host races regularly, introduce betting, and have a merry little spectator sport for the people to watch. Great fun. A bit violent, what with the crashing and all, but otherwise wholesome fun for the whole family.”
“But then,” Naoki brandishes a finger, “But then, you go and you factionalize it.”
Standing, she paces over to the railing. “Note how the crowd is separated,” she gestures, “Red on one side, gold on the other. The Reds versus the Golds — a rivalry as old as something that’s about one year old. The people have taken to it quite well, look at how many of them have shirts and pennants and such. They’re very into it, I hear there was a bit of fighting last week, even. ”
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