Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325 
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Apr 14, 2016 15:44:42 GMT -8
Lum sets down at the top of the mountain with Jun of the Celadine , and Arya Shieldheart . Once they disembark she shifts back to her human form. It is a cold at the top, but this time the two got to wear clothing so not as bad as the last time. The dragoness leads them into the cave which contains the holy spring. Against the wall is the spot where the door to her home once stood. It was time for her to regain her powers. Humming to herself she gets to work drawing a Seraphim's Seal on the floor.  |
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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 Apr 14, 2016 16:34:08 GMT -8
Jun looked over at Arya, then at the seal, curiously. "Is there anything we can do to prepare?"
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Apr 15, 2016 15:14:41 GMT -8
Arya lets out a sigh of relief once she reaches solid ground. The mountain top was much more pleasant this time, since she wasn't freezing to death.
Arya nods in agreement with Jun, "Yeah, just let us know what you want us to do."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Apr 16, 2016 9:45:21 GMT -8
Lum does not answer right away. Instead she puts the finishing touches on the seal. She stands up and smiles down at it. Finally she turns to the two girls she saw as her daughters. The dragoness moves into the center circle. She indicates the bottom circle of the seal and the bottom one. Her voice is clipped and precise as she explains what the girls need to do. "Arya stand at the top, Jun at the bottom.Both of you walk counter clockwise until you get to the circle the other started in. Then move to the inner ring and walk counter clockwise until you get to the other side again. Then reverse and move out and repeat. As you go channel all the holy energy you can." Her tone turns even more serious. "You will be powering the spell I do not have the strength to do it. This is the Seraphim's Seal, we are performing the chastity variant. You will drop unconscious when we are done. To work correctly all seven virtues should be represented. Between you two you have four. To make up the difference it will take more from you. So be prepared for that. When you are ready begin." When the two are ready Lum begins to sing to direct the magic. |
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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 Apr 16, 2016 10:35:33 GMT -8
Jun nodded and, after figuring out what direction clockwise and counter-clockwise are (in the Land-Tiler's expanse they don't use clocks very often...) steps into position. She places her hands together and begins to breath deeply.
Slowly, with each breath, she draws on holy energy, becoming one with it. A variation of a technique she learned on her travels, becoming one with an element would allow her to channel that element's power more efficiently. She hoped this would help her make up the different.
With each step she took on the circle and with each breath she took, a faint glowing aura around her would start to become more and more clear.
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Apr 18, 2016 18:22:56 GMT -8
Arya herself would also begin to channel holy energy, her expression gaining a focused look as she began to draw the energy. Slowly and methodically, at the same speed as Jun she would follow the circle of the seal inscribed on the ground. With every moment she drew more energy, a holy aura would begin to emanate stronger and stronger.
This energy came quite naturally to her, almost as if it was second nature. This was perhaps due to holy and light magics being types of magic that had been the only disciplines of magic she had trained in for her whole life, even before Lum'valia's training. Lum'valia's training and her virtues allowed her to harness holy magic at a magnitude which she never thought she would be able to control though.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Apr 20, 2016 16:31:31 GMT -8
They were channeling an impressive amount of holy magic. Yet is was barely enoug, as quickly as they channeled it, it was drained away. The seal took every ounce they had to give and then some. By the time they made three repetitions they would be completely drained. Once that happened collapsing into unconsciousness was inevitable. Fortunately they had provided enough power to activate the seal. Lum reaches out and parts the veil between the material and her home. Between the real and the physical manifestation of her connection to the divine. A door appears on the wall and she smiles. The dragoness scoops her daughters into her arms and heads through. <Exit to Lum'Valia's home.> |
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Registered: Nov 22, 2024 9:45:41 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2016 0:38:17 GMT -8
Somewhere off the beaten paths through the slopes and stones of the mountains, there was a brilliant flash of light akin to a holy blast. From the heart of the star that shone, something was launched out almost in a violent manner. The shine faded, and a small figure tumbled off the rocks. As it fell in a flailing mess of limbs and wings it hit several ledges and sharp rock edges, yelling out from the fall and the pain with each time it landed. One would find it was a young boy, cast to the winds when he came into the mountains and left to the whims of fate.
He finally stopped tumbling, landing face first into the dirt in a flurry of lost feathers with the rest of him following swiftly afterwards - sounded out by a very pained outcry. He didn't move, save for his panicked and rapid breathing laced with his whimpers of anguish. He was terrified and in too much pain, tears rolling freely down his cheeks as he lay there. One of his wings lay at an awkward angle with a joint broken and he had severe bruising along his body in addition to numerous scrapes and cuts - a concentration of dark colors along the shin of a leg.
All he could do was weep and wail, crying out for help. "Mother! Mother!"
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 2, 2016 10:23:03 GMT -8
The wind whipped past her in gusts, rippling the trailing length of her golden hair and the folds of her dress, a gleam of blonde tresses and pale blue fabric against the sky above. Great sweeps of her pristine white-feathered wings kept Naenia airborne, soaring through the air above the mountains that surrounded her home. It was her practice to patrol the area, keeping an eye on things, even if she was the only one around for miles. She had taken it upon herself, needing something to keep her mind distracted from dark thoughts. How could they be anything else? She had made a terrible mistake and paid for it with her heart.. but she had gained a Virtue in the process, and ascended to the choir of the Archangels.. surely that was fair compensation?
The hazy, distant look in her blue eyes vanished when she felt a sudden surge of power ahead of her, and her brow furrowed in puzzlement. What was that..? Her motions were given a sudden urgency as she picked up speed, moving through the air in a straight line toward the source of the feeling. Landing lightly upon a rocky outcropping, she looked down.. and her heart stuttered. That was.. a child? A child with wings, no less. What was going on here? An instinct she didn't understand combined with curiosity and drove her to dive down to the area below where the boy was writhing in pain, and she didn't have to get very close to see that one of his wings was damaged, quite badly. She had no healing magic, she couldn't help that.. but.. she had to do something. Landing about three yards from him, she folded her wings behind her and approached slowly, speaking in a soft voice.
"Please, do not be frightened. I am Naenia, one of the Watchers. I will not harm you." The poor thing. What had happened to him? She held her hands out in a gesture of peace, her face filled with gentleness and concern. Maybe she could take him to Spero? Surely the Seraphim would be able to heal the child. Problem was, she didn't know where or how to find him. The least she could do was get him somewhere safe... Her home wasn't terribly far, she could at least take him to the temple. Maybe then she could find a way to locate Spero and get his help.
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Registered: Nov 22, 2024 9:45:41 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2016 10:32:35 GMT -8
The figure that came into his view initially scared him, evident by the way he cowered away from her as well as his little bruised form could allow. But... she was an angel. Just like Father. After blinking through the tears enough to see he outstretched a hand in a desperation, little fingers trembling as he wanted to reach her. He had no words, only pitiful sobs and whimpers - she would help him, right? Angels... angels were good people. Father was. She would help him, he thought.
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 2, 2016 10:55:24 GMT -8
Naenia's heart clenched painfully at the sight of the boy's fear, but the moment he reached out for her, she hurried over and knelt before him. Carefully gathering his little body into her arms and doing her best not to jostle his injured wing, she bundled him close and folded her own feathered appendages around him, enveloping him in a cocoon of warmth and safety. One hand began to gently stroke his hair, trying to soothe him as she cooed nonsense words, rocking him lightly back and forth. As soon as his crying died down enough for her to speak, she did so, keeping her voice soft.
"There, now. You will be alright. What is your name, little one? And where are your parents?" She'd heard him crying out for his mother when she arrived. Had something happened to one or both of his parents? Her mind was all in a jumble. To get him back to his parents first? Or take him to her temple and find Spero later? Or find Spero now? That wing was worrying her. If it wasn't healed properly, it might never function properly again. An angel who couldn't fly was a tragedy that shouldn't be.
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Registered: Nov 22, 2024 9:45:41 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2016 13:08:48 GMT -8
The child clung tightly to the woman when she came forth to embrace him, crying freely into her chest as she shushed and cooed him into calming down - if only a little. He was so terrified and she was his beacon of hope and safety. When she whispered her questions so gently he let out a broken sob, and his wide eyes came up to meet her own - still shining with tears.
"A-Aech-chon..." He hiccups and lets his head fall heavily to her once again, still shaking. "M-Mother... Fa-Father... I d-don't know... I don't kn-know..."
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Naenia the Watcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 246
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: At an average 5'7", Naenia is of an equally average figure, albeit with noticeable curves. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, and her hair, which is various shades of blonde, falls to her lower back. Her features are pleasing, many would likely even call her beautiful, but her attractiveness is tempered by her usually solemn expression. Given she is an angelic being, Naenia possesses a pair of shining white-feathered wings, large enough to easily lift her frame aloft and fly swiftly for long distances.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most frequently, Naenia can be seen wearing her angelic armor, and indeed, none have seen her outside of it; in truth, she possesses the will to transform her armor (and scabbard and blade) into any number of appearances, including intricate hooded robes and simple dresses (or in the case of her weapon, a holy book to better channel her holy magics). Aside from this, she also carries a sword (and its companion scabbard) which is used as a focus and channel for her holy magics.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 15:35:48 GMT -8
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Post by Naenia the Watcher on May 2, 2016 13:53:06 GMT -8
The words were, oddly, not a surprise. What kind of parents would leave such a special child alone to be injured, after all? That suggested something bad had happened, at least if one were being logical. Naenia was having a very hard time thinking logically at the moment, however. She felt the drive to protect this child, and see him healed. Looking down at him when he gazed up at her, she gave the boy a smile intended to be comforting, and raised her hand to gently wipe the tears from his cheeks with her fingertips. When his head dropped back against her chest, she resumed petting his hair.
"Well then, Aechon, until your mother and father can come to find you, it is not safe for you to be out here. I am going to take you back to my home, where you will be safe, and hopefully I can get a friend of mine to fix your wing, then I will try to help you find your parents, alright? I need you to be strong. We will be flying a little ways." Adjusting her grip, she stood, tucking him up against her body and doing her best to stabilize his injured wing. Her own unfurled, and she pushed upward as they flapped, taking to the air. She had to protect this boy. There was no question about that. Something told her that it needed to be done.
<Exit to The Abandoned Temple>
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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 May 17, 2016 0:12:25 GMT -8
<Enter from the Chalet> Jun flew in front the chalet, carefully considering what she was about to ask. She knew under the right circumstances Lum'Valia could fight. But she had never fought side by side with her before. She didn't know if asking her was the right thing to do. Her homeland and her people, her family, her father most likely, were on the front lines. No, she needed to do this. " Lum'Valia? Master Lummie? Are you here?" She called out. Blackbean waited just outside. |
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on May 17, 2016 8:53:34 GMT -8
Lum was sunning herself on the side of the mountain. The Norkari had proven an excellent place to leave the portal to her home. The massive mountains provided excellent air currents for flight and she could range to almost anywhere she was needed from their peaks. She was just thinking of taking a nap when she felt a familar presence enter the area. The large dragoness ambled to her feet and sprung into the air. In a few scant minutes she landed in front of Jun. Lums scaled lips quirked upwards in a smile.
"Hello Jun. What are you doing here?"
She reaches out her long sinuous neck and bumped the girl with her nose, the draconian equivalent of a hug.
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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 May 17, 2016 15:18:07 GMT -8
Jun responded well to the nuzzle at first. But as she was about to make her request, she suddenly paused. Without a word she stepped over to a comfortable rock and sat on it. Her face collapsed into her hands and stayed there for a while.
"I can't do this... What have I done?" With a heavy, fruitless sigh she turned to Lum'Valia. "I haven't even done that much. I don't know why I feel this way but, I'm just... This is only going to be the beginning isn't it? All this responsibility. I don't know if I can handle it."
After another, somewhat more fruitful sigh, she finally managed to utter what she came to say. "I need your help. One of the other nations, Aaedan, has been completely... destroyed." The gravity of the situation hadn't really dawned on her until now. "It's worse than Goraia, so much worse. A necromancer, I don't know how he did it, but somehow the entire population's been turned into undead. It's all gone... My homeland is right on the border and they're in a state of all out war against them. I'm not sure but I'm guessing my dad is on the front lines. He'd be the most effective leader against the undead and he leads the mounted mages. I've, the Black Tower is sending me to try to stop the necromancer, along with a small party. They asked me to ask you to come... Lum'Valia I don't know if I can do this anymore..."
Once again her head collapsed into her hands.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on May 17, 2016 18:30:14 GMT -8
Lum brought her head down next to Jun so the girl can lean against it. Lum hums softly the vibrations moving down her neck to vibrate into Jun. Once the girl has calmed down a bit the dragoness's languid voice would sound.
"Peace child. Start at the beginning and we will work from there. Tell me everything that has happened and then I will help you."
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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 May 17, 2016 22:19:17 GMT -8
Jun leans against Lum'Valia's head. She almost wants to take a nap. She holds a hand up and a couple of small light constructs appear. They are little figurines of herself, her parents, her grandmother, and her childhood boyfriend. She pokes her other hand at them and just stares longingly. "Why did I have to pick such a complex life for myself? All the things I've done, and I still feel like it's not good enough. I have to be the hero. But it's just... It's too much. I'm starting to wish I had never left home Lum'Valia."
She closed her fists and the light constructs disappeared. "Ildesias and Xel'rath are going too. I don't know who else is going. But this necromancer, if he's powerful enough to destroy an entire kingdom... and if anyone's next, it's gonna be my homeland. Lum'Valia, please come with me. Not even because the Black Tower wants you there, but because... I don't think I can do this without a close friend. I... I'm too tired to do it alone..."
Jun stared off at the walls now. "The truth is, we might have to use lethal force. You don't have to come if you don't want to."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on May 18, 2016 7:05:18 GMT -8
Lum's voice continues to thrum as Jun speaks. The dragoness radiates love, peace, and serenity. When Jun finishes the dragon lets out a long low hrmm. Finally she lifts her head and fixes Jun in her gaze. There is a moment of contemplation and then finally she speaks.
"True hero's do not shoulder the burden by themselves. They have friends and companions who are strong when they are not. Who make them stronger by being there. Of course I will help you child. Just remember there is always another way. It doesn't have to end in death"
Lum lowers her head and shoulders. Indicating that Jun should climb onto her back. Once the mage is secure the dragoness would take off and wing for Aedan.
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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 May 18, 2016 8:44:11 GMT -8
A warm smile appaered on Jun's face, though she was still somewhat reticent. After a moment, she stood up to climb on Lum'Valia's back. "Thank you Lummie."
She called out to Blackbean. "Hey, how about someone else give us both a ride for once?"
With a thought, Blackbean shrank down to the size of a normal crow and hopped on Jun's shoulder. Jun took the time to pet it carefully, feeling more affectionate than usual. Blackbean seemed to understand.
"Welp, let's go save the world and... stuff..." Jun rubbed her temples.
<Exit>
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