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 Jan 7, 2016 12:40:31 GMT -8
"Your own soul is the single most valuable thing you own. Lack of an obvious use is not lack of a use, and I know what souls are used for."
Lum'Valia says this matter of factly, again he voice lacks any of its usual warmth. She was not hostile but she was not inviting further conversation as she normally would. Soulless creatures were the most dangerous beings in her opinion, because of their unpredictable nature. A persons soul did many things, but it was also affected by many things. A persons measure could be taken by gazing upon their soul, and in doing so she could be at ease safe with some idea of how that person would act. Soulless creatures did not have that culmination they were capricious and unpredictable, and often too powerful for their own good.
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The Soul Broker
Established
Roleplay posts: 30 
Age: Eons
Physical Description: The soul broker is not particularly human-shaped. What's the point? He does business in his natural form, a rather shapeless mass with a large white mask. He "stands" about seven feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: He doesn't carry any equipment, or wear any clothes. He has a lot of gold in his...pockets. Or somewhere. Who knows. He just carries it around.
Registered: Nov 5, 2015 17:15:34 GMT -8
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Post by The Soul Broker on Jan 7, 2016 12:51:23 GMT -8
The soul broker sighs, although his mask retains its vacant stare. She knows what they're good for.
"Alright then. It seems you know the value of souls. Are you, by any chance, a fellow enthusiast? Do you collect souls as well?"
He puts away the scroll, and it vanishes into some sort of invisible pocket. From a different invisible pocket, he draws a small glass bottle with what appears to be a glowing light inside.
"You see, I'm a collector of souls. It's my hobby. I've been collecting for a very long time, so I've gotten most of the common types. I'm looking for rarer ones at the moment. I'd really love to find a red-haired human's soul, but I'm starting to think they may be a myth. Do you have anything of interest? Would you like to trade? I've got a spare princess soul..."
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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 Jan 7, 2016 13:04:26 GMT -8
Lum'Valia stares at the creature, surprised it could be so oblivious. If it was dealing with many other celestial beings, so flagrantly displaying a person soul would result in judgement. It was a sin to sell a soul, it was a sin to buy one. Lum though was not a creature of divine justice, she was one of divine love. She does not render judgment she only renders forgiveness, compassion, redemption, and when necessary protection. She says to the creature calmly.
"I am a gate, creature, I do not collect souls I shepard them to their eternal rest. There is nothing I am willing to offer you, and nothing you can offer me."
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The Soul Broker
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: Eons
Physical Description: The soul broker is not particularly human-shaped. What's the point? He does business in his natural form, a rather shapeless mass with a large white mask. He "stands" about seven feet tall.
Clothes and Equipment: He doesn't carry any equipment, or wear any clothes. He has a lot of gold in his...pockets. Or somewhere. Who knows. He just carries it around.
Registered: Nov 5, 2015 17:15:34 GMT -8
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Post by The Soul Broker on Jan 7, 2016 13:13:15 GMT -8
"Oh..."
The soul broker puts the bottled soul away and tilts his mask downward in defeat.
"Alright then...I guess you aren't a collector..."
He lets out another sigh, a puff of air coming from inside the mask.
"I suppose I'll get going then...can I have a piece of chocolate?"
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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 Jan 7, 2016 13:21:00 GMT -8
Lum'Valia hands the creature a piece of chocolate from her now half eaten barrel. Since the creature was responding politely, to her rejection her voice gains some warmth as she says kindly.
"Yes, you may. Go in peace, creature."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jan 7, 2016 13:57:05 GMT -8
A messenger from the Black Tower would look through the crowd. Several of them had been deployed to search for the holy creature that had been roaming around the city. Apparently one with their power was needed and therefore the tower had dispatched a number of messengers like himself to search for it and request its help if found.
After searching through the crowd for a bit, the messenger would feel something. An aura of pure goodness coming from a bit farther into the bazaar. He would head towards it so he could better see who it was coming from. He would give her a bow before speaking.
“Excuse me great one, but do you happen to be the holy creature I have heard about that has been going about this city?”
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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 Jan 7, 2016 14:19:00 GMT -8
Lum'Valia looks up at the messenger, who had approached just as she had place another chunk of chocolate in her mouth. She chews carefully swallows and says smilingly brightly.
"I am a holy creature, though I couldn't say if I am the one you are looking for. How may I help you child?"
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jan 7, 2016 14:27:51 GMT -8
“I am a messenger from the Black Tower great one. We are an organization that seeks to stop those that would cause havoc through the land. Our leader has heard of your presence in this city and wishes to request your assistance for a rather delicate matter. I haven’t been told the full details myself, but I was told she thought you would be one of the few qualified to administer aid to us. If you are willing to give us aid, I will lead you to our headquarters, if you don’t wish to lend assistance… Well, we would understand and do what we could to find someone else.”
The messenger would wait to hear Lum’Valia’s response, he appeared to still be in awe of her aura as well, shuffling back and forth almost as if being in her presence excited him.
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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 Jan 7, 2016 14:39:33 GMT -8
Lum'Valia takes another chunk of chocolate and offers it to the man. If he takes it she will then take one for herself, if he does not she will eat the offered piece. Either way she once again chews and swallows before responding, she takes the time to consider what the man has told her. It wasn't much indeed it was barely anything at all, but that didn't really matter to Lum, she simply says.
"I am always happy to help those in need. Though, with so little information on what you require I do not know what if anything I can do."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jan 7, 2016 14:47:58 GMT -8
The man would take the chocolate from her, offering his thanks for it. Eating it as she ate her piece.
“My apologies for not being able to tell you too much, however, I believe the matter must be one my master doesn’t want word getting out about or they would have surely told me more of the situation so I could inform you better. I can tell you that if you are unable to assist us in this matter, it might very well be hopeless. My master seemed rather insistent that we would need one like yourself to help us.”
“At our headquarters I’m sure you’ll be fully informed of the situation, it’s just that out in the public like this, you can never be too sure that someone might be eavesdropping.”
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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 Jan 7, 2016 15:03:47 GMT -8
Lum'Valia nods in understanding, some mortal organizations seemed very obsessed with secrets. Why one would need to keep a secret wasn't something she could fathom, but ces't la vie. She eats another piece of chocolate and says questioningly.
"Should I come with you now? Or should I go to your base at a specific time?"
At that moment a child approaches with her mother, they appear to be homeless, the mother offers apologies explaining that the child was insisting she wanted some of the chocolate. Lum smiles radiantly at the two and the mother stops talking the dragoness offers both of them a piece of chocolate. This kindness seems to overwhelm the mother, who begins to cry choking out a thank you. The two are holding hands and Lum reaches out taking both of their hands in her own, there is a surge of energy and the two look less haunted, less hungry, and more whole.
"Go in peace."
The mother stares at Lum completely speechless before throwing her arms around the dragoness for quick tight hug, the child joins in clinging to her leg. Lum let's out a little laugh, offers them both more chocolate, and the two walk back into the crowd throwing many looks back at her. Lum turns back to the messenger.
"Sorry about the interruption, please what was the answer to my questions?"
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Jan 7, 2016 15:17:04 GMT -8
The messenger would watch as Lum helped the child and mother. She truly was a divine being, it wasn’t just the aura around her, but her actions as well. He didn’t know very many people who acted in such a loving and caring way to whoever they came across. He wasn’t even sure if he had ever come across one such as her in his life before. If heaven was filled with such beings, he surely would look forward to it.
“If you are able to come with me now, it would be appreciated Great One. Although I am not sure how time sensitive this matter is, I get the feeling the sooner it is resolved the better.”
If Lum agreed, he would lead her to the gates of the Black Tower.
The Black Tower
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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 Jan 11, 2016 19:56:21 GMT -8
Lum'Valia once again enters The Grand Bazaar, she had not truly had a chance to walk around the great market. She had been too focused on her chocolate at first, and then the interruption from the Black Tower. She strolls among the market stalls going this way and that, wherever she goes she is greeted by smiling faces and the occasional entreaties for aid. She even goes so far as to restore sight to a blind beggar.
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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 Jan 11, 2016 21:54:51 GMT -8
The paladin named Arya follows Lum'valia closely. She seemed to be handling everything from here, helping all those who needed help. Arya could not help but smile at the blind beggars reaction when he had sight again for the first time in many years. The market also intrigued her, and she browsed the stalls for a bit while Lum'valia did her thing, because clearly she had things under control. Arya was only looking however as she did not have a single coin to her name.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Jan 12, 2016 2:22:04 GMT -8
With boots and an absurd amount of oversized chocolate objects in tow Maelik had to slow his pace considerably, especially when one took into account the fact that each item occupied one of the demon's limbs (minus the chocolate... err snake which was stowed in his bag.)
At this point the Lord of Wrath found himself wondering just how he was supposed to sniff out the love of his life when he was fending off street urchins from trying to get at his treats with both his arms and one of his wings holding dear to their chocolate payload. Thus far his overall intimidating demeanor and the slashing claws of his one free wing have held any greedy fingers at bay but even he had to admit that eventually one would slip through and get their grubby digits on his present, mind you they would lose that hand but the purity of his gift would be ruined.
Unfortunately his demonic aura was working against him in this case, his mere presence increasing the hostility of those around him to the point that a spontaneous riot was a very real possibility. And when the inevitable fights broke out among the street goers Maelik's concern over dust/dirt/blood getting on his chocolate rose to match the severity of the situation.
But as he progressed deeper into the bazaar the less worked up folks got, and after he passed some man who was incredibly ecstatic about simply seeing colors the demon pieced together what was happening.
When he turned the corner his suspicions were confirmed as he laid eyes upon the target of his fascination and his bravado, confidence and general suaveness disappeared in an instant. And she seemed to have somebody else following her step for step as well, some mortal woman that he had never laid eyes on before. So there he was, suddenly unsure what he meant to do and confronted with an unexpected third party within arms reach and the only option open to him was to edge forward inch by agonizing inch. He desperately searched his thoughts for something, anything to say when he eventually reached Lum, but despite his best efforts nothing came to mind. He couldn't even manage to bring himself to look at Lum when he got within twenty feet of her, a blush heating up his face to such a degree that his black scales were beginning to take on a more reddish hue.
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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 Jan 12, 2016 11:49:59 GMT -8
Lum'Valia had sensed the demons approach long before he came into sight. She had done her best to ignore it, nobody was screaming for help, and as long as it wasn't hurting anyone she wasn't concerned. However when it became apparent their paths would cross, Lum stopped and put a hand on Arya's arm.
"I do not know if you are aware or how you would react, but a demon is approaching. So far as I can discern Isra accepts all types, so as long as it is not hurting anyone please do nothing reckless"
She releases Arya's arm giving the girl a warm smile, almost imedialty after the demon rounded the corner. Lum blinked in surprise, the 14 foot tall beast was carrying an oversized chocolate heart. It was also shuffling slowly toward her, and it was glowing and odd shade of red. Lum had no idea what to make of the sight.
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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 Jan 12, 2016 12:36:11 GMT -8
At the mention of a demon Arya tenses, her hand instinctively going to her sword which was strapped across her back. All the tales Arya had heard about demons only depicted them as evil monsters that must be vanquished from this world lest they corrupt it. She didn't seem to like the idea of one approaching them at all. Slowly, and reluctantly however, Arya lowered her hand from her sword, "Are you sure? It's a demon! Perhaps we should do something before he does cause any trouble..."
Arya had now followed Lum'valia's gaze to stare at Maelik, her facial expressions turning from concerned to confused almost immediately, "Is that... a giant chocolate heart?" Arya truly did not know what to make of this. The whole thing seemed to be one big oxymoron to Arya, and why were it's scales turning red? Was the demon blushing?
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Jan 12, 2016 13:47:50 GMT -8
Maelik's blush grew more and more evident the closer he got to Lum, his arms retracting closer to his chest and his chin dipping lower into his neck.
"WHAT DO I DO!? WHAT DO I DO!?" he thought to himself, his fangs beginning to bite into his lips as he forced himself to progress ever so slowly forwards. When he finally got within a few feet of his crush one could see that his tail was shaking from nervousness.
"H-h-hello ummmm... Uh... M-m-my name is..." he stuttered in a voice barely above a whisper before falling into an awkward silence, the shaking now spreading to his knees as well.
"Err... I've been t-trying to f-f-find you..." he said in an attempt to retry his introduction but meeting with the same results. In the end he merely mumbled something else and shifted about shyly, his eyes looking everywhere but at Lum.
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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 Jan 12, 2016 14:19:40 GMT -8
It took Lum a moment to realize the demon was blushing, that was certainly a new one. She wasn't quite certain what was going on, but she felt a sudden stab of pity for the stammering creature. Though she could see it was evil, it wasn't all evil there was a cacophony of emotions running through him not all negative. The dragoness still a little lost reaches out a hand a touches his arm, she says calmly.
"It's alright, calm down, what do you want?"
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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 Jan 12, 2016 14:35:17 GMT -8
Just as Daemonlord Maelik struggled to not make a fool of himself, there would be a flash of blue light and Jun would appear a few feet above Maelik.
"MAELIK!" She'd come crashing down on his back, glomping him furiously!
"How've you been?! Sorry I couldn't help myself I just haven't seen you in so long and- MASTER LUMMIE!"
There was another blinding flash of blue light and Jun would appear right in front of Lum'Valia and hug her too.
She had spotted them from the air while searching for Lum'Valia.
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