Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 26, 2016 17:55:08 GMT -8
Roy walked through the door, followed by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden . He'd never eaten here before, but his uncle had recommended it, so it had to be good. Finding a table, he sat down and flipped through the menu. "I'm hungry...I think I'll have the grilled duck sandwich. How about you, Neva? What're you going to order?" He wondered, briefly, what his uncle had meant when he wished him good luck. Eventually, he decided that Renalt had meant in general. After all, what else could he possibly mean? He certainly had been generous with the head-pats today, though. Oh well, Uncle Renalt was probably just in a good mood. |
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259 
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 26, 2016 18:04:04 GMT -8
Neva followed Roy into the place, still wearing her blue robe-dress hybrid. After all, cities were supposed to be safe and there was no need for armor,though her weapons were still slung across her back. The blue tattoos across her body had shifted ever so slightly, almost as if there was a sluggish current travelling through them.
She took the seat opposite Roy, and grabbing a menu as well began to flip through it.
"Oooh! Look Roy there is a dessert section! I think I will get the hot fudge sundae!"
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Basacial, Demonlord of Greed
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Age: Negotiable.
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4, with the lithe build of a swordsmen, Basacial is an imposing sight. With his crimson hair, glowing red eyes, and massive bat like wings. He has features that were carefully constructed to be attractive. Long pointed ears, high check bones, and a powerful jaw.
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Clothes and Equipment: Impeccably dressed in the latest fashion, of hell. His favored weapon is his gold pen, which he can turn into a scythe.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 10:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Basacial, Demonlord of Greed on May 26, 2016 18:07:10 GMT -8
"Vain I am a Demonlord, I don't watch you all day. I have someone do it for me, in this case your mother. Well one of her succubus does it. She reported to Charyss and Charyss asked me to come here and tell you this: You are the heir to a circle of hell. What are you doing getting turned down by a tavern maid, no matter how exemplary a maid she is. End of message. I agreed to be the relay as a favor and to tell you to stop making coin it effects the economy and that is my business. I honestly don't care if you embarrass yourself, you do it just by breathing."
Basacial takes a seat and turns to Shosanna. He pulls non magicked coins from a coin purse.
"Well I am here could I please have a glass of wine. Red, Gauldish preferably and the oldest vintage you have."
He deposits sufficient coin to pay for an entire bottle of wine on the table.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 28, 2016 10:38:08 GMT -8
"Hmmph..."
Vain took a sip of his drink, pouting sullenly. He didn't like being scolded by his mother, and he didn't like getting scolded by his friend. And yet, here he was, doing both. This was supposed to be a fun vacation. However, all thoughts of being scolded slipped from his mind when he spotted the lovely woman in blue walk in through the door. The skinny, pale boy with her was completely ignored. When they sat down, he grinned and waved at her, trying to catch her eye.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 28, 2016 11:15:39 GMT -8
Roy was completely and utterly oblivious to the demons at the table behind him. He chuckled as Neva discovered the dessert menu. It really was fun, watching her go on about sweets.
"You like hot fudge sundaes, Neva? You've had them before? Wow...I never knew they were so ol- er, I mean, I didn't know they'd been around for so long. Not saying you're old or anything. Hehehe."
He grinned nervously, hoping that Neva wouldn't dunk him in the nearest fountain.
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 5:01:39 GMT -8
She smiled and waved back at the handsome demon. She sensed that he was vaguely magical, but his true nature was not apparent to her.
"Is he a friend of yours Roy? He seems happy to see me. And no they did not have hot fudge sundaes before I fell asleep. But it says chocolate on it so I want that."
Another broad smile, her eyes flicked up to the demon to see if he was still waving at her.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 29, 2016 10:08:56 GMT -8
Roy turned around, curious as to who she was talking about. He spotted the demons sitting there and let out a soft eep before turning back around.
"Those are demons, Neva! They're probably up to no good. I don't know what they might want with you, but you should be careful."
He around again, seeing that the one who was waving didn't seem to have wings or horns. Perhaps he wasn't a demon, then. Still, he was sitting with demons. Perhaps he was using a disguise. Shivering, he tore his gaze away and turned back to Neva.
"Chocolate sundaes are good. They're made of ice cream, which is sort of soft frozen milk with sugar and vanilla. I think you'd like it."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 29, 2016 10:43:43 GMT -8
When Neva smiled and waved back, Vain winked at her. What a pretty smile. Then the boy turned around to look at them. Vain chuckled, waving to him as well.
"Don't you worry your little head, kid. We'll be good. Hehehe."
Turning back to Neva, he beckoned to her with a "come hither" motion, grinning shinily. Praxnihr could have his barmaid, Vain had set his eye on this exotic-looking woman in blue.
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 14:41:05 GMT -8
Neva smiled back at the demon again and turned her attention to Roy.
"Oh come on Roy, surely not all demons are bad? They say the same things about vampires, and here I am having a lovely day with a vampire. If you had told me that 800 years ago I would have laughed in your face. They seem friendly enough, why don't we invite him to come sit with us? And that ice cream stuff sounds delicious. Let's go a head and order it."
She was having an excellent day, and saw no reason it should not continue. She also had faith in her ability to deal with the demons should the problem arise. She had 800 years of pent up energy to release, and even this far from a river she was powerful, having done nothing to exhaust her store of power yet.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 29, 2016 16:20:10 GMT -8
Roy glanced nervously at the demons again. They seemed friendly enough...at least, the waving one did. But didn't demons always seem nice? Wasn't that the whole point? Still, Neva was right about the vampire thing. Vampires were supposed to be scary, but here he was. Maybe the demon wouldn't be too bad? Neva had been around for a long time, after all. She was smart.
"Alright, Neva...if you say so."
Turning around again, he waved for the demon to come over to their table.
"Ice cream is pretty good, but it's so expensive to get ice in the summertime unless you've got magic. I didn't really eat it very often when I was young, just when I went to the fairgrounds with Aunt Remy and Uncle Malcolm."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 29, 2016 16:25:35 GMT -8
Vain smiled. So, they were inviting him to their table? This meant that he'd have to deal with the boy, but he didn't seem like much of an issue at all. Excusing himself from Praxnihr and Basacial, he got up and walked over to the other table, sitting down beside Neva. His usually chipper and cheerful voice grew slightly lower, and his words became smoother than buttered glass.
"Hello, you two. I'm Vain Caulfield, it's nice to meet you. Thank you for inviting me over to your table."
Turning to Neva, he grinned at her and gave her suggestive eyebrows.
"I couldn't help but spot you as you came in. You've got an air of...regality about you that turned my head. What's your name?"
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 17:17:12 GMT -8
The suggestive eyebrows were lost on Neva, who merely interpreted it as strange demon behavior, but was too polite to inquire as to its nature. The compliments however, would have their intended effect on the dragon, who was highly unused to such things and returned the demon's smile with a dazzling one of her own as her tattoos momentarily flashed purple before fading back to blue.
"Thank you Mr. Caulfield, I am Neva-Svir-Suna, and it a pleasure to meet you. And Roy, we shall both have ice cream then, my treat. Mr. Caulfield, would you care for some as well?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 29, 2016 17:40:06 GMT -8
"Oh! Thanks, Neva! Um...I'm Roy. N-nice to meet you, Vain."
Roy glanced suspiciously at the demon. He did seem awfully nice, even if he was solely interested in Neva. Still, something about the demon made him uneasy. He looked down at the table, not wanting to meet Vain's eye. Hopefully the demon wouldn't try to do anything bad to himself or Neva.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 29, 2016 18:01:33 GMT -8
Vain glanced at the boy sitting at the table, somewhat amused by his reaction. Men generally didn't like having him around. When they did, though, they really liked having him around. Still, it seemed that this boy wasn't like that. He just looked intimidated. Oh well. He turned back to Neva, leaning forward over the table. An aura of impeccable charm formed around him, enveloping the river dragon.
"So, Miss Neva. Where are you from? You don't seem to be around from here."
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 18:26:30 GMT -8
She wasn't quite sure why Roy was acting strange, but figured maybe he just wasn't feeling well. Before she could say anything, she felt a strange warmth inside, and her tattoos glowed a bright combination of blues and purples as they resisted the effects of Vain's aura. At her full power, she could have dismissed the aura without thought, but she received most of these powers only shortly before she fell asleep, and the only ones she really knew she had were the ones that involved changing her form, since that was merely an enhancement of an existing draconic ability.
She blushed slightly as Vain leaned over the table, her eyes nearly unable to draw away from his.
"I am from...well my original birthplace was lost hundreds of years ago, but I recently awoke in the Apparatchik River. Where are you from Mr. Caulfield?"
She had not yet lost her air of politeness or innocence, things that were practically inherent to her personality.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 29, 2016 18:45:01 GMT -8
"Oh, me? Here and there..." Vain chuckled, ignoring the uncomfortable boy. He was little more than a child, after all, and he had this...apparently much older woman beside him. "I spent a lot of time in Carmela. Lovely place, it's got white sands and everything. Hmm...you know, I think I will have some ice cream. Would you like a drink to go with it?" As he beckoned to Shosanna, he added: "And if you don't mind me saying so, you certainly don't look hundreds of years old." |
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 19:14:54 GMT -8
"I have never heard of Carmela, I only woke up today, and the events of the Cataclysm appear to have had wide-ranging consequences. The world is unfamiliar to me still. And I have been asleep in a river for 800 years of my life, which is still inconsequential in the total lifespan of a dragon."
She had no idea why she was opening up to him, but she felt at ease with him. A tiny part of her mind said it was wrong, but that part was being suppressed.
"A drink? I think just some water for me, it is my favorite drink." That was accompanied by a laugh and a wink, though the demon might not understand why she found it funny.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on May 29, 2016 19:50:14 GMT -8
"Oho? A dragon? I never would have guessed!"
Vain quietly suppressed his excitement, but inwardly he was practically ecstatic. A dragon! That would be a feat to brag about, even for an incubus! Praxnihr could have all the magical teleporting cleavage he wanted. Vain was going to enjoy a night with a dragon...if he played his cards right. It seemed as though this Neva was a rather young dragon, and had been asleep for a very long time. He casually brushed back his hair, chuckling softly.
"Just water? Well, I suppose it is early. Perhaps we'll move on to something else later, hmm?"
He snapped his fingers and pulled a tall champagne flute filled with the purest spring water out of the air, offering it to her.
"As for Carmela, it's a lovely tropical island. Always warm and sunny, with loads of gorgeous white sand beaches. Everyone there is always happy and having a good time. It's great! Maybe I could take you there later to see? I can teleport there in an instant...I'm sure you'd like it."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on May 29, 2016 20:05:07 GMT -8
Roy nodded as Vain talked about Carmela. He mumbled softly, realizing how squeaky his voice sounded in comparison to Vain's.
"Yeah, it's a nice place...I've been there once or twice when I was little."
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Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 259
Age: 850
Physical Description: Neva's form is as fluid as the rivers she protects. Her usual form is approximately forty meters, armored with an incredibly thick, scaly hide. Her head is a armored as well, with long horns or fins, depending on whether she is moving through water or land. In her human form she tends to take the shape of a young, tanned, attractive woman, with long dark hair. Finally, she can take the form of any animal that spends the majority of its life in any watery area of the world.
Clothes and Equipment: In her human form, she is wearing thick leather armor of a similar substance to her dragon hide. The only weapons she wields are a pair of javelins and a long spear. The weapons are magical as she sees fit, variously imbuing them with her own magical powers.
Registered: May 17, 2016 15:08:26 GMT -8
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Post by Neva-Svir-Suna, Wavewarden on May 29, 2016 20:54:30 GMT -8
The tattoos on her arm grew brighter as she took the offered water, draining half of the glass in one gulp. The water was delicious, but certainly magical in nature, nothing fishy, just obviously summoned.
"That is a neat trick Mr. Caulfield! I can summon water too, though perhaps this place would not be the best for it, it is...fairly destructive at the moment. I need to practice it a bit more before I can safely use it around people. And that would be wonderful! I am itching to see more of the world, and Roy seems like he would want to go too! Well after how nice he has been to me today, I couldn't really say no to that could I?"
The aura was probably unnecessary at this point, in Neva's mind Vain seemed like a nice guy, but she was also unlikely to abandon Roy for some strange demon, as alluring as he was.
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