Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 16, 2015 4:29:07 GMT -8
Ralf stood at the bow of the Salty Seadog, arms crossed, as Darastrix came into view. Most folks would be scared, or at least somewhat nervous. But not Ralf. Ralf was eager, fearless, and itching with anticipation to at least set foot on this dragon island. It would be such an honor to at least walk amongst dragons, but to speak to them, to work with them... that was something a Varan only dreamed of.
Of course, most Varan would view the dragons as hostile beasts which existed only to be slayed, but recent events had caused Ralf to become somewhat sympathetic to them. Perhaps these dragons on Darastrix were of a different type than the ferocious beasts back in Asgeir.
"As always, caution is our friend," he spoke to the group. "Max... try to contain yourself for at least the peaceful moments, and don't act to hasty, aye?" Ralf laughed before continuing, "perhaps it would be best to drop anchor at one of the more dangerous spots just so Max could get his bloodlust sated." In truth, the Varan would not mind slaying one of the great beasts himself, but he managed to force such temptation down.
"And Hirhan," he continued, "it might be a good idea to NOT ask for scales, eggs, or dung from the dragons. Not saying you will... but I wouldn't put it past you. And please, don't get to close and inspect these beasts." Ralf then spoke to Rani. "What do the spirits tell you of this place, m'lady?"
Ralf wondered for a moment if the dragons on Darastrix could sense his Varan blood. He wondered if they resented him, since his ancestors had purged dragonkind from Asgeir long ago.
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Hirhan
Dedicated
Braving the desert heat in search of ancient relics.
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 50
Physical Description: Weathered, serious looking (though in actuality not serious at all). Tall and lanky.
Clothes and Equipment: >A well worn robe favored by lecturers.
>Several weighty tomes, filled with information on the arcane. >Heavily bookmarked and earmarked, well used.
>A journal and accompanying scribe's toolkit.
>A rod of polished rosewood wood carved with arcane sigils. This blasting rod allows fine control, and helps Hirhan to channel more energy than he normally could.
>A medallion, featuring a pair of carved hands. This trinket helps absorb incoming missiles, and is somewhat effective at blocking magical attacks. Useless in a melee.
>A pouch of coins.
>A pair of glasses covered in lenses, which allow him to see that which mortal eyes cannot view.
>A vambrace which can store a single spell of later casting.
>An athame.
Player's online availability : Lol
Registered: Jul 30, 2015 17:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Hirhan on Aug 16, 2015 8:03:50 GMT -8
"Dung? Everyone knows dragon urine is much more valuable. I know my way around drakes though, have no fear Ralf. I would show you the burn scars, but that loa healed them. How convenient."
He put his hands to his sides, his eyes already on the lookout for dragons or other noteworthy sights. Turning to his companions, he noted the enchantments he had created on their voyage.
"Now, Ralf, I don't think I ever explained to you exactly what your shield does. Put simply, the face of the shield absorbs any energy that is directed toward it. For practicality's sake I made it efficient at absorbing kinetic energy, but less so than other forms. You wouldn't want your shield to freeze an area by absorbing all the heat in the area, would you! The best part is that the shield stores all the energy it absorbs withing itself, and can release that energy onto whatever it strikes (or strikes it) when you say the a certain code word. I picked the Asgeirian word for YIELD , I take you know it?"
He turned then to Max, who stood gripping the railing to Hirhan's right.
"As for you Max, your sword has been granted a rather unique enchantment. It will cut through magical barriers and wards like a knife through butter. This includes things like magically enhanced dragon scale, making the utility of such a blade wide indeed. I did add one loophole, an exception if you would. The properties of the blade will not have any affect on my wards. This will allow me to cast defensive barriers in-front of or around you without having to worry about you destroying them inadvertently. The enchantment won't turn off, after all."
"Leiron, your spear's enchantment was something of an afterthought, my apologies. I only had so many reagents left after the creation of Max's sword and Ralf's shield, so a simple utility enchantment was all I could manage for now. Whenever your spear is thrown it will immediately fly back into your hand after it finishes penetrating it's target. I left a few transmutional loci open, however, so I will be able to improve it substantially once I find the right reagents. Finally, as you all know, I have placed a minor enchantment on each of your belts. Since they are all rather mundane, it was the most the material could manage. Upon contact with water each of the belts will increase it's buoyancy, allowing you to float easily even if you are wearing full armor. Probably won't be of much help inland, but you never know."
Turning back to the sea, Hirhan smiled as he breathed in the salty sea air.
"I'm looking forward to this."
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Leiron
Dedicated
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Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 23
Physical Description: The elf was of tanned skin, his hair was brushed back and so blonde it seemed white. He had a scar that started under his right eye and ended half way down his angular face. His cheekbones were high and his face long. His upper body was much bulkier than other elves she had known but his legs were just as gangly. Though you could hardly tell with the thickness of his grieves. Looking at his eyes, they are large like most elves. Silver with ring of blue around his pupil
Clothes and Equipment: ________________________________________________________
Leiron wears a long green sleeved tunic and faded black cloth trousers. Over them he wears bracers, a jerkin with leather scales on hte chest shoulders and arms, boot greaves, and 2 leg satchels, and 3 belts. All are dark brown leather with elvish designs pressed into them. He also has a full helm made of the same material and elvish design. They all have black fur accents except the belts. Over his armor is long, black, cloth gilet which has some elvish embroidery on the edges and black fur and leather over its shoulders. Each belt has a purpose. One belt hangs slightly to the left and holds the scabbard for his sword. Another belt hangs to the right and holds a quiver. and the last and widest (6 inches wide) belt simply holds up his pants... and provides a bit of extra armor.
He has an elvish long sword sheathed at his left hip. a longbow rests across a small shield on his back. Both of which are of elvish design. A mythril spear 6" in length
Registered: Jun 12, 2015 13:24:52 GMT -8
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Post by Leiron on Aug 16, 2015 8:31:51 GMT -8
Leiron and Asadobres landed on the beach. Resaddling her had taken more time than he thought and the others got ahead of him. He was unsure what to think of the place he looked at. something ancient seemed to be calling him but he waved it off. He was a bit unstable on land after 3 weeks at sea. "I'll try to scout the Island. I'll find you when I'm done." He hopped back on Asadobres and they took off.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 8:57:02 GMT -8
"Not much, I'd have to do a seance." Rani waved as Leiron left. "Are we to make a camp then?"
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max
Committed
Roleplay posts: 71
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 13:03:02 GMT -8
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Post by max on Aug 16, 2015 9:49:39 GMT -8
Max was a mess. Three weeks at sea had done a number on the man, the mercenary who went above deck at the hint of chatter of land was not the same well kempt, hair slicked back mercenary. His hair was overgrown and entangled within itself, his beard grown bushy and wild, he looked over the horizon to see the island of Darastrix, a dragon's haven.
"Max... try to contain yourself for at least the peaceful moments, and don't act hasty, aye?'' Ralf laughed for a bit before continuing "perhaps it would be best to drop anchor at one of the more dangerous spots just so Max could get his bloodlust sated."
Max joined him at the bow of the ship, leaning on the railings. ''I do not value blood shed, young Varan. But if a few pints of blood stood between me and a fistful of gold, it is not a cause for pause.''
Hirhan followed next, his hands full with the group's equipment. Leiron's white and old spear, and Ralf had already received his wolf imprinted shield. Next was the blade. Apparently, the sharp longsword is now capable of not just cutting through flesh, but magical shields, wards, and skin. No doubt to come of use during their journey.
He grabbed the blade, giving it a few swings, his proficiency the same as it was 3 weeks ago despite the lack of training.
While hooking the sword and sheath to his waist, Rani suggested they make camp on the island. ''No objections there. We need to keep it low profile however, to not attract unwanted attention.''
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 10:25:24 GMT -8
Ranijarashi gave the hunting knife back to Ralf, "Tank ya for letting me use it, I hope it still works well for what ya use it for."
Rani felt comfort in seeing jungle on this part of the island, reminded her of home, though it would be different from the jungle she knew. She'd start collecting wood for the fire they'd need for the night.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 16, 2015 10:51:25 GMT -8
"We'll need this... and this." Ralf had packed up several items, including a fishing net and some scrap pieces of the Salty Seadog's sails. Ralf was the one to help lower a small vessel into the waters and proceeded to help paddle the group to shore, where Rani was readily building a camp fire. "Rani's got the right idea," Ralf said. "I'm not entirely sure what to do other than make a camp, like the Traveler said. Perhaps we'll need food and shelter for the time being."
Ralf removed his chainmail armor for the time being, laying it next to where Rani made the camp fire. He laid his shield over it to protect it from the elements before picking up the fishing net. "I'll try to catch us some dinner in the meantime. Max, Hirhan, Leiron, if you guys want you can try and build a shelter using those blankets I brought," he finished, pointing at the scrap sails he had brought along.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 12:42:20 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2015 12:59:50 GMT -8
Most of the ship's crew had stayed on board to rest with some staying on watch looking for any dragons, the only ones they were able to see were dots on the skyline and rarely their ship is visible when they come close enough.
The crewman on the stern mast's crows nest called out, "There's somethin' in the water behind the ship!"
One crew peered off the back of the boat and looked straight down, "RUN IT'S A DRALLIGATOR AND SHE'S GOING FOR OUR RUDDER!" That crew member effectively panicked and ran for his life onto land.
The beast grabbed the lower rear of the ship (where the rudder would be and it was completely crushed and splintered beyond repair) with it's massive black talons and paw it had crushed a hole into the ship and was now dragging it back to the open ocean where it could sink.
((BTW you guys landed on the eastern shore))
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 16, 2015 13:06:59 GMT -8
Ralf watched as the ship was quickly pulled into the water; surely the men were in a dire situation. "Let's be glad we're not in the water anymore, aye?" Ralf quickly pulled the fishing net and a bucket he had kept the fish in away from the shore and trotted back inland, where Rani and the others were. "Hirhan, know anything about these things?" Ralf put the bucket of fish and net next to the fire while he drew his sword and picked his shield back up.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 14:34:53 GMT -8
"Gah! Dat ting took our ship!" Rani dropped the wood she was collecting to make fire and screamed as she witnessed the Salty Seadog get dragged to the bottom of the ocean. "How we gonna get back to da main land!?!"
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Leiron
Dedicated
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Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 23
Physical Description: The elf was of tanned skin, his hair was brushed back and so blonde it seemed white. He had a scar that started under his right eye and ended half way down his angular face. His cheekbones were high and his face long. His upper body was much bulkier than other elves she had known but his legs were just as gangly. Though you could hardly tell with the thickness of his grieves. Looking at his eyes, they are large like most elves. Silver with ring of blue around his pupil
Clothes and Equipment: ________________________________________________________
Leiron wears a long green sleeved tunic and faded black cloth trousers. Over them he wears bracers, a jerkin with leather scales on hte chest shoulders and arms, boot greaves, and 2 leg satchels, and 3 belts. All are dark brown leather with elvish designs pressed into them. He also has a full helm made of the same material and elvish design. They all have black fur accents except the belts. Over his armor is long, black, cloth gilet which has some elvish embroidery on the edges and black fur and leather over its shoulders. Each belt has a purpose. One belt hangs slightly to the left and holds the scabbard for his sword. Another belt hangs to the right and holds a quiver. and the last and widest (6 inches wide) belt simply holds up his pants... and provides a bit of extra armor.
He has an elvish long sword sheathed at his left hip. a longbow rests across a small shield on his back. Both of which are of elvish design. A mythril spear 6" in length
Registered: Jun 12, 2015 13:24:52 GMT -8
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Darastrix
Aug 16, 2015 15:07:55 GMT -8
via mobile
Post by Leiron on Aug 16, 2015 15:07:55 GMT -8
Leiron watched as the boat was attacked. If he saw it coming it might have been possible to stop the creature. Sadly it was too late.
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Sparrow
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 23
Physical Description: n/a
Clothes and Equipment: n/a
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 20:34:13 GMT -8
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Darastrix
Aug 16, 2015 15:12:28 GMT -8
via mobile
Post by Sparrow on Aug 16, 2015 15:12:28 GMT -8
Sparrow dove off the front of the ship and swam to shore vigorously. When he made it to shore he threw his soaking we hat in the sand and let loose a string of curses only a sailor could spit out. "How the hell are we going to make it back!?"
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 15:30:36 GMT -8
"I don't want ta be trapped on an island full a dragons!" Rani sighed. "We may have to make a new one."
Rani gets back to moving the wood into the fire pit. "I might as well get back to making dis fire."
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 16, 2015 15:44:40 GMT -8
"Not sure we should we worrying how to get off just yet," Ralf answered Sparrow. "Besides, dragons fly, don't they." Ralf intended for the last bit to be something of a joke, though the idea that the dragons could fly them back wasn't entirely out of the question.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 16:06:58 GMT -8
Rani finishes setting up the tinder and walks a considerable distance away. "I'm gonna try to make fire with my magic now... You want to step back, I don't use fire magicks so this might go badly. Move you're stuff Ralf."
Once the fire pit is cleared of anything and anyone who could be potentially destroyed or damaged, Rani starts casting a spell and starts to scream, "AHH HOT!"
The troll shaman flings what looks like molten lava at the fire pit with her hand that she wears her gauntlet on. Once thrown Rani shakes her hands and looks to put them in the water. She's not looking when the fire pit explodes in a burst of fire. After the explosion though, there is just a roaring fire in the pit, burning up the tinder that Rani gathered.
"Gaaaaah..." Rani puts her hands in the ocean, hoping to mend her burns.
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Hirhan
Dedicated
Braving the desert heat in search of ancient relics.
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 50
Physical Description: Weathered, serious looking (though in actuality not serious at all). Tall and lanky.
Clothes and Equipment: >A well worn robe favored by lecturers.
>Several weighty tomes, filled with information on the arcane. >Heavily bookmarked and earmarked, well used.
>A journal and accompanying scribe's toolkit.
>A rod of polished rosewood wood carved with arcane sigils. This blasting rod allows fine control, and helps Hirhan to channel more energy than he normally could.
>A medallion, featuring a pair of carved hands. This trinket helps absorb incoming missiles, and is somewhat effective at blocking magical attacks. Useless in a melee.
>A pouch of coins.
>A pair of glasses covered in lenses, which allow him to see that which mortal eyes cannot view.
>A vambrace which can store a single spell of later casting.
>An athame.
Player's online availability : Lol
Registered: Jul 30, 2015 17:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Hirhan on Aug 16, 2015 17:26:12 GMT -8
Hirhan's boots sunk into the muddy water of the shore, sending plumes of detritus where they landed. As the ship behind the party was attacked, Hirhan began to slosh though the water with wild abandon until he reached the shore. Poor souls, all of them. They made camp on the shoreline, and Ralf went to fetch some fish.
"A species of tuna, I believe" Hirhan said as Ralf heaved the net of fish. "Nothing special really, though they are rather healthy for you if my memory serves correctly." He would go on to the rear of the camp to set up the tents. Setting up a tent by oneself is usually rather difficult, but with magic the process becomes exceptionally easy. In moments Hirhan had three tents set up by the firepit in a semicircle. His activities would then be interrupted by Rani's shout, and he would turn to see the fire pit burst into a column of flame.
"BLAZING BIRDS!" The wizard would shout, instinctively casting a minor ward around his body in reaction to the flame. As Rani ran to the ocean he would chase after her.
"Rani, are you okay? Dear, let me have a look at that burn."
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Engara
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: 12
Physical Description: Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Pale skin with black markings on skin.
Clothes and Equipment: Currently a rhino skin coat is his only excess piece of clothing besides his pants and shoes. He has a few throwing stars, but nothing else.
Registered: May 14, 2015 20:40:34 GMT -8
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Post by Engara on Aug 16, 2015 18:10:03 GMT -8
Despite all the commotion, Engara had decided to calm down and avoid conflict. When the ship had went back to get the captain, only Engara and Sampson remained on the ship; the rest of his group went back to shore. Engara was more interested in getting to the island, so he'd try to make friends out of these people.
When Engara seen the island come into view, he was like a kid in candy store. He could feel his demon inside of him, as even the demon was glad to know the island was near. Sampson remained around the Captain, watching them sail the ship.
Then the time came to exit the ship and take their first steps on the shores of the island. What really caught his eye was the masses of sand. They landed near a desert, somewhere that would allow him to be extremely useful.
He'd find his way to Hirhan and Rani, hearing something about a burn. He'd watch the two for a second before moving to the fire pit. He would take control of some sand place a dome over the fire to calm it down so it would burn right. Once tamed, him and Sampson would begin to find more brush to put on the fire for later.
Once a small firewood supply was filled, Engara would work the sand to form a small shelter, big enough for three people. It wasn't fancy, but it was walls around him and a roof to to keep them dry.
"We've got room for one more person! Who wants the space in my sandhut?!" Engara spoke to the group, offering a first come, first serve basis.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 16, 2015 18:24:00 GMT -8
Ralf kept a wary eye on Engara, watching his every move. He had developed a slight distaste for the kid and his monkey friend a. At the moment, however, Engara was seemingly trying to mend the wounds he had formed with the group by helping out. Ralf was concerned for Rani, but with Hirhan checking up on her he was somewhat calmed down and decided to talk to Engara, the newest addition to the group.
"Why don't you have a seat, kid," Ralf said rather bluntly, taking a seat by the calmed fire. He pulled the bucket of fish next to him, and then drew his knife Rani returned earlier. "What's your game? You and your monkey friend here? What is it you've come to this island for?" Ralf pulled one of the live fish from the bucket and laid it down flat on his lap. He dug the knife near its head, separating the spine from the fillet he intended to carve out.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 16, 2015 18:45:13 GMT -8
"Eya, I'm okay, just burned myself. I only used fire magic once before. And because of dis gauntlet it was more powerful." Rani shows her burns to Hirhan, she had removed her gauntlet. "Dey will heal."
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Chop The Dog
Established
*Bark!*
Roleplay posts: 18
Physical Description: Chop the dog
A Golden Retriever.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a worn leathery collar that has a tin plate with a single word imprinted on it: ‘Chop'
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 14:57:04 GMT -8
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Post by Chop The Dog on Aug 16, 2015 22:34:33 GMT -8
Chop was so exited about the sandy shores that he barely noticed the ship going down. He had run off to the distance, lost in time playing tag with the waves. He eventually came back, and saw The Hulking Man cleaning fish by the fire. Hoping to get a snack, he sat in the sand near him, staring intently between the man and his bucket of fish.
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