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 14:48:23 GMT -8
Upon his arm getting touched the Lord of Wrath snapped to rigid attention, his posture as straight as an arrow and every muscle in his body tensed up. Then as if he was triggered by an electric shock he thrust his arms outwards and presented the four foot chocolate heart and the amazingly detailed chocolate flower bouquet.
"Hello my name is Maelik Fellblade Rekjar! Demon Lord of Wrath and Head Chef of The Midnight Sun! I've been trying to find you for a few hours now in order to give you these presents!"
He stiffly wiggled his arms, as if he was trying to pathetically bring attention once more to the presents over himself. "I've come here to say that I think you're the most beautiful, gentle, amazing creature I've ever seen-"
All of a sudden he found himself bathed in that horrid blue light and getting viciously glomped by a long time friend. However that led to the demon becoming unbalanced and dropping the chocolate heart on the ground. For Maelik it was like everything was moving in slow motion and his crimson eyes could follow every millimeter as his heart smashed itself upon the ground and shattered into a million pieces.
The sound that followed was something between a squeak and a hiccup, his now free hand still clutching the air as if the heart was nestled safely in his grasp.
"Nooooo..."
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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 15:05:07 GMT -8
Arya watched Maelik speak to Lum, her disbelief only growing by the minute. It only grew worse when she realized the beast's intentions. However, when she thought things could not get any stranger, a flash of blue light followed by a girl falling on top of Maelik appeared. Hugged both Lum'valia and Maelik excitedly, was this the person Lum'valia was talking about? Arya could only make an educated guess, as she called Lum'valia master.
Arya was somewhat overwhelmed by all that was happening, and upon seeing the demon's dismay at the now broken chocolate heart she took a step back, about to say something before she forgot what she was even going to say. Arya was a couple of feet away from Lum'valia, apparently close enough for them not to take notice of her for now.
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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 15:17:50 GMT -8
"Oh, I'm sorry Maelik, here, let me fix that." She quickly turned around and winked at Lum'Valia before turning back to the now decimated chocolate heart. She extended her hand at it. "Vokrii!"
The splattered heart fragments would rise into the air and assemble themselves on a sort of light-construct matrix shaped like a heart. In just a few seconds the chocolate heart was reassembled into its original chocolate-y glory.
She turned towards Arya, hopping in place excitedly like a kangaroo. "Master Lummie taught me how to do that. Practically drove me insane while doing it. I'm Jun by the way."
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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 16:45:19 GMT -8
Arya looked down at Jun then back at Lum'valia, she smiled widely then, Jun seemed pretty friendly, "I'm Arya, nice to me you Jun. Lummie has told me a bit about you already." Arya liked the newly discovered nick name for Lum'valia, finding it pretty funny in actuality, she didn't say anything about that however. Instead, the much taller paladin would turn to Jun again,
"Your light magic looks like its pretty good... you came here to learn Holy Magic from Lummie, right?" Arya by comparison seemed to be much more calm, standing in place as Jun hopped excitedly. This girl was definently a ball of energy from what Arya could tell.
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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 20:53:21 GMT -8
Lum'Valia was shocked to see Jun, but she smiled radiantly at the unexpected surprise and hugged the girl back. Her attention however soon returned back to Maelik, trying to digest what had just happened. It had sounded like he was about to confess his love to her, before Jun had knocked the chocolate heart to the ground, leaving the creature speechless. That was preposterous though a demon would never approached a holy dragon like herself for such a thing, they were just too... different.
Jun her usual energetic self quickly repaired the chocolate heart, though she was not quite skilled enough to remove all the dirt and dust when she did so. Lum put a hand on the chocolate heart and worked magic of her own removing the impurities, she then hands it to Maelik, and she says serenely.
"My apologies, you already seem to be acquainted with Jun so I am sure you are aware she can be... over zealous at times. My name is Lum'Valia, I am sorry I didn't quite catch what you were saying before, what did you need from me?"
She spares a glance over to Arya and Jun who appeared to be talking, and Lum's smile turned to one of matronly joy. Arya needed a friend, and Jun should prove to be a good one, it made the dragoness happy to see them talk.
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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 21:13:32 GMT -8
Jun stopped hopping up and down as she was getting tired.
"Yah, Lummie was the one who taught me light magic in the first place. She was going to teach me holy magic right afterwards, but I decided to leave to go meet another dragon. It's a long story but, let's just say the two dragons weren't exactly friends, and there was a possibility he'd teach me something... not so holy. Fortunately that didn't happen."
She was somewhat indignant that Lum'Valia had to "touch up" her work.
"So what's your story? How did you end up meeting Lum'Valia?"
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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 13, 2016 2:07:32 GMT -8
Through the eyes of the demon in those sparse few seconds in which he had thought his chocolate heart lost the world was aflame and the skies were raining blood, but his vision of the world was quick to calm as things were put right.
Maelik smiled sheepishly at Lum as he cast a wayward glance at Jun who seemed to be happily conversing with that other woman who had been ghosting the love of his life.
"Indeed, although I must say her exuberance has taking a surprisingly radical turn in the relatively short time we've been apart..." He tried to look the angelic dragon in the eye but still found himself without the courage to go through with it, instead offering forth the heart and bouquet once again.
"I thank you for you're help in fixing this, although I'm not entirely sure if it still constitutes as a decent gift if the recipient is forced to repair it before it is even formally given."
He knelt down and produced the magical boots in addition to the sweets as he coughed and began to reintroduce himself with a shaky voice.
"As I was saying, my name is Maelik and I've been trying to find you ever since I saw you back at the Sun, and along the way I've managed to pick up a few presents for the eventuality that I'd see you again at last. You see... I've found myself... well..."
The Lord seemed to be having a hard time with his words, and one could almost swear that they could hear his heart beating through his armor.
"I find you to be the single most amazing woman I've ever met, you are without a doubt the single most kind hearted and gentle person I have ever met, and for a creature who's very essence breaths aggression and hostility I find that to be astounding..."
Once more his scales began to glow a hot red and his words were almost inaudible as he visibly shook all over. "I think that I... may have fallen in love..."
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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 13, 2016 7:39:09 GMT -8
Lum'Valia's mouth forms a little "O" shape, as Maelik finally gets out what he has been trying to say for the last five minutes. The dragoness had excellent hearing, and had heard everything he had said now and previously. She had almost been able to see where this was going, but each interruption allowed her to convince herself she had just misheard. This time though there was no interruption, she was now faced with the reality that a demon had just confessed that he had a crush on her.
This was certainly a new one, not that nobody had ever attempted to woo her before, though it was vain to think so she knew she was quite attractive no matter her form. This was simply the first time she had ever heard such things from a demon, most were far to uncomfortable in the presence of her aura to even talk to her. She suddenly realized she was just standing staring dumb founded at Maelik, and had been for a long moment. Her beautiful alabaster skin turns a slight shade of pink, and she reaches out as if to take the offered gifts but hesitates. She starts to speak pauses, thinks licks her lips and says haltingly.
"I'm... Sorry, are you quite sure? You do realize that you're a demon... oh uhm no offence? But you are a demon and you realize I am a holy dragon... you realize this yes?"
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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 13, 2016 11:50:37 GMT -8
However Arya responded to her inquiry, Jun would whisper loudly and mischievously to Lum'Valia, not actually intending to be clandestine. "GO FOR IT... FREE CHOCHOLATE..."
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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 13, 2016 14:17:07 GMT -8
Maelik's relief after spitting out his feelings showed itself as a wide smile, the ever constant feeling of 'homicidal rage lurking just beneath the surface' barely even exerting any outside force. He felt happier then than he had in a long while, and he dared hope that his efforts would even amount to a peck on the cheek.
But when Lum hesitated Maelik started to panic, internally wondering if there was something wrong with his presentation or if he messed up somewhere along the line and created a lose-lose situation.
"W-what do you mean? That's the whole reason I find you intriguing! You are beyond manipulation and show no capacity to sin, even your mere proximity has the amazing effect of lowering hostility! As something that can inspire only fear and rage you are something that I consider precious. Even more so when your presence can allow even me a genuine feeling of happiness not marred by its accompaniment with bloody minded satisfaction..."
He scooted closer to Lum, and caught up in his frantic mood he locked eyes with her in an unblinking stare. His arms shook almost imperceptibly as he thrust the gifts out even further. "Angel, dragon, hag or hydra it matters not... I need you in my life... Is it because I'm not also a dragon? Because if so I can change for you! I'll be anything you need me to be!" he promised, his deep baritone voice cracking with emotion. The Lord slowly dipped his head downwards as if in silent contemplation and the life slowly crept out of his eyes.
"But perhaps I'm not good enough... Everyone else I've approached over the millennia found me lacking so I'd understand if you do as well. After all I'm not the best looking demon and I do tend to get rather emotional so I can see why I'd not be desirable for a radiant goddess such as yourself."
He used his tail to lay out a pristine blanket (presumably a picnic blanket) and carefully place the chocolate and boots in an aesthetically pleasing way (because perfection is still important!) before standing back up.
"So if my presence offends I'll bother you no longer and vacate your space, I mean, that empty corner by that stall just a short while off looks like it could *sniffles* use a good inspection."
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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 13, 2016 15:33:13 GMT -8
"Oh no you don't have to go! I'm sorry it's just this is very unexpected, most demons I've meet felt uncomfortable around me. So this was just a surprise."
Lum expression could best be described as distressed. She is worried she offended Maelik, flustered by his words, and confused by his actions, overall she is not sure what is happening. She manages to school herself enough to smile at him, it was odd though she could see the evil in him it was hard to credit it to the... Her best description was adorably pathetic creature before her. She says trying to further smooth over any hurt feelings.
"I am not offended by your presence, I try to be open minded. Afterall you can't preach love and acceptance, and also discount someone just for being born different."
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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 13, 2016 17:33:15 GMT -8
Arya nodded slightly in agreement with Jun, "Yes, I'd say that is fortunate."
Moving on, Arya spoke with an even tone, her ruby eyes drifting upwards momentarily as she remembered, "I was traveling on my own before I met Lum'valia. I met her near the border between the Nokari Mountains and the Farmlands of the Free Plains, she saved me from a pair of wyverns I had started a fight with to save some farmers. I have traveled with her all the way here to Isra."
Arya's attention would then drift over to Lum'valia and Maelik, a rather awkward scene in Arya's mind. Lum'valia could not seriously be considering this right? Maelik was a demon! Everything Arya had believed in up until now had stated that demons were only creatures of evil and malice, Arya could never see one so pure as Lum'valia falling for a creature such as that. Still however she watched the scene play out intently, her initial shock fading and now a look of concern and perhaps revulsion coming over her features. Her eyebrows creased downwards ever so slightly as she watched the scene play out, never for a second did the fact that Maelik was a demon leave the Paladin's mind.
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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 13, 2016 18:34:36 GMT -8
"You know, Maelik used to be friends with Princess Camilla Eremae of Medan, and me and him fought a wraith together. Not only that, but alignment does vary among demons. My crows are true neutral, for instance."
She turned to Arya. "Oh wow, you're probably the closest thing to a normal friend I've made in a while."
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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 13, 2016 18:49:16 GMT -8
Seeming on the brink of either breaking out into tears Maelik was already on his way to that desolate corner to 'inspect' it, morosely stalking past the paladin and Jun with an aura cloud drearier than even the most rainy day. However after Lum expressed her confusion and better explained herself with her kind words Maelik was coaxed to turn about and look at her once more, and to him she was bathed in divine lights that even the gods couldn't hope to match.
"Truly...?"
In the blink on an eye he shot past Jun and Arya and was at Lum's side, practically slithering over to her with disturbing speed and fluidity for something as seemingly bulky as he. With a flick of his forked tongue the demon was curled up on the ground at her feet, looking up at her with eyes filled to the brim with both black blooded tears and renewed glee.
"Those lesser demons obviously couldn't appreciate perfection then, and I am graced to have your concern..."
He shot the chocolate heart upwards off the picnic blanket with a well aimed flick of his tail and balanced it on the tip of the blade that was attached to the end.
"Does this mean that you accept?" His tone reflected his hopes, his voice more steady then than at any other point during their conversation with a slightly higher pitch to it.
"Because it would make my millennia if you 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 Jan 13, 2016 19:16:23 GMT -8
Lum once again looks at Maelik confused she is not certain what she is accepting. Did he just want her to accept the chocolate, or something else? Not wanting to hurt the sensitive demons feelings she takes the heart from him, and graces him with a radiant smile.
"I will gladly take your gifts. I don't know what I can offer you in turn though. I suppose given your stated intentions though... Well I have to train Arya, but after that I could come visit you, and we could get to know each other a bit better?"
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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 13, 2016 19:47:39 GMT -8
Arya seems somewhat disappointed in the turn of events but doesn't say anything, instead turning once again to Jun, she was quite surprised that Jun already saw her as a friend, but Arya was somewhat more hesitant, perhaps reluctant to make new friends...
"Friends? But... we've only just met."
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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 13, 2016 22:08:38 GMT -8
Jun grinned. "Well, I doubt we'll turn out enemies or strangers, especially with Lummie teaching us holy magic. Might as well accept the inevitable."
She turned to Maelik. "When we're done maybe you can make us all a feast to celebrate. Me and Lummie can cook, but our abilities must pale in comparison to yours!"
She wondered if anyone would sense this "suggestion" of hers served the dual purpose of copping a free meal.
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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 13, 2016 22:47:46 GMT -8
Maelik all but purred in pleasure at Lum's teasing reply, because to the demon it was as good as saying 'of course my love.' He passed the heart to the dragon and followed it with the other two presents.
"There's no need to give me anything in return, simply being close to you and hearing your wondrous voice is more than enough for me. And do take your time with that one," he said whilst shooting the paladin a dirty look. "And if you need any help please feel free to call on me, I've pounded lessons into more heads than there are fish in the seas and as dear Jun so aptly put forth I'd be happy to offer my cooking services."
His hostile stare lasted only as long as it took for Maelik to look away from Arya and cast his gaze back to the radiant beauty that was Lum. "Granted I can't say for certain whether or not my food could ever approach anything you can come up with so results may... Well, vary..." he cooed, another hateful glance at Arya would follow immediately afterwards, and to any savvy onlookers it would be fairly apparent that Maelik was jealous.
"In fact... in celebration of our reunion with our own dear Jun I'd not be opposed to practicing my trade tonight for our happy little group."
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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 14, 2016 6:57:53 GMT -8
Maelik hateful looks at Arya do not go unnoticed by Lum, and the demon might note that her smile has dipped to a slight frown. If he is intelligent, he may come to the conclusion that staring daggers at someone the dragoness clearly liked, was a poor way to stay in her good graces. Still her frown does not last very long, and she is soon smiling again she says voice grateful.
"Well the training itself will likely take a week or more, and that doesn't include travel time. So having a nice dinner before leaving the city would be wonderful, I have never had food prepared by a demon." '
She pauses for a moment in contemplation then continue thoughtfully.
"Still you said you were the head chef at the Midnight Sun? If we are to dine there I think you should warn Mr. Hasdrubal, and the rest of the staff we are coming. He gave me the distinct impression that people like Arya, and I are not particularly welcome at the establishment. I would hate to put anyone out, or cause trouble so it might be best if they were made aware. Anyway I should go catch up with Jun, so unless you had any other questions thank you for the gifts and I will see you tonight."
Lum will give him one last radiant smile, wait long enough to hear Maelik's response, and then move over to Jun and Arya.
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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 14, 2016 9:29:23 GMT -8
Arya met each of Maelik's daggers with her own fiery red glare. Arya did not back down for a second, and the tension between them seemed almost palpable for a second.
While Jun saw the chance at a free meal Arya saw something completely different. She had no money, and there was no way she was taking free food from a demon, especially one she had readily made apparent she did not like already. She sighed at the situation she was in, and she wondered what Jun and Lum'valia would say.
Once Maelik had left, and Lum'valia had walked over to the group, the Paladin would frown slightly, "I can't go to this dinner tonight." she said simply, her voice was firm however.
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