Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128 
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 23, 2016 20:52:08 GMT -8
Talis nuzzled his face into Iania's side. Emotions course through him as she speaks. Powerful, complex, exciting, scary emotions. Lightning spirits respond and thunder can be heard crashing outside. He realizes that he is calling to the spirits and he shuts down. He goes stiff and the thunder outside calms. If Iania is paying close attention she might feel him trembling. He is struggling to shut off the new emotions, to focus on happy emotions, but it is harder than normal. The day had just been too long and too depressing. His inability to shut off frightens him and the fear makes it worse. The thunder cracks down, louder and closer than it was before.
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133 
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 23, 2016 21:20:39 GMT -8
Iania heard the rumbling outside, and she knew very well what was wrong. The knowledge was only affirmed by Talis stiffening in her arms.. and then she felt him trembling. Her heart ached - not just because of the feelings he inspired within her, but because she knew that her own emotions were tearing him apart. Why were they so bad for each other? He broke her heart without even realizing what he was doing, and she.. did what? He didn't love her, not the way she did him. Did he just feel guilty, because he knew he hurt her? Shifting slightly, she began to gently caress his back with one hand, the other sliding her fingers tenderly through his hair.. and she began to sing quietly, a lullaby of their people.
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 24, 2016 6:29:20 GMT -8
Talis felt like he was drowning. Fear was covering him, it's waters suffocating him. The big emotion, the one he didn't understand was weighing him down. The nature spirits respond to his troubled emotions. Lightning crashes down, the rains pick up, the winds howl.
Talis whimpers as he tries to push it all away. He tries to lock it in a box where it can't harm anyone, but it's hard it's so hard. Then he feels Iania's hand running down his back and he hears her soft voice. If he was drowning then she had just tossed him a life line and he clings to it desperately.
Slowly, slowly the wind slows. Slowly, slowly the rain fades to a patter. Slowly, slowly the lightning ceases crashing. Iania was there and Talis would be brave for her. He would set aside his fear for her. Soon all that is left is a gentle down pour and the big emotion.
Talis looks up at Iania. There are tears in his eyes, his power terrified him. He was a gentle soul, so frightened of hurting people. What many thought was a blessing from the spirits he saw as a curse. It didn't seem fair that he wasn't allowed to feel for fear of what the spirits may do, what the spirits may force him to do.
Making eye contact with Iania the bug emotion shone in his eyes. The one he didn't understand, the one he tried not to understand out of fear. Fear of what the emotion might make him do. So like a candle he snuffs the big emotion out. He shoves it in a box and tries not to think about it. Then he turns his face back into her side, let's out a little sigh and he sleeps.
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 24, 2016 10:13:15 GMT -8
Iania continued to hum the gentle melody long after her words ceased, and she persisted in petting Talis soothingly. When he looked up at her, she smiled down at him, and leaned in just enough so that she could press a tender kiss to his brow. What surprised her was the emotion she saw in his eyes. It wasn't one she could comprehend, not one she understood, but she saw that it bothered Talis, and that made the desire to protect him well within her once again. She gently pushed his hair back from his face and stroked his cheek, then when he hid his face against her body once more, she resumed sifting her fingers through his hair. A sigh of relief fell from her lips when she realized he was sleeping, and she closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the headboard behind her.
It was quite some time later that her gentle petting motions ceased, and she fell into a light slumber.
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 24, 2016 10:46:15 GMT -8
Talis remained curled up to Iania thorough out the night. He wakes slowly in the morning, his face buried into her side, his arms around her waist. He peers up at her face. She looks peaceful in her sleep, almost happy. Perhaps he didn't need to leave after all. He'd wait a while, but if he kept making her sad he'd go. He could bear her anger, but not her sorrow. Still tired he buries his face back into her and drifts back to sleep.
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 24, 2016 11:15:09 GMT -8
Iania was so tired that she didn't even stir when Talis woke, however briefly. What did finally wake her up a few hours later was the rumbling of her stomach and the crick in her neck. Wincing as she shifted and stretched, she raised a hand to rub at her now-aching neck and opened her eyes, looking down at where Talis still had himself wound around her. A small smile appeared on her face, and she reached down to gently brush his hair away from his face. She was an idiot, she realized that, but she didn't want to see him go. After a few minutes of combing her fingers through his hair, she sighed and spoke quietly.
"Talis, we need to get up. Or, well, I do, anyway. I'm starving."
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 24, 2016 14:06:00 GMT -8
Talis wakes up and looks at Iania, blinking owlishly. It takes him a minute to remember where he is and what he is doing. He grins at her and bounce out of the bed. His stomach is also growling so food seemed like an excellent idea. The events of yesterday are forgotten, or more accurately ignored. He would try and be his usual chipper self for her. Even if that hadn't worked out very well in the past.
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 24, 2016 14:30:13 GMT -8
"I'll take that as agreement." Stretching with a laugh, she once again rubbed her sore neck as she slid off the bed and retrieved her boots. After grabbing her bow and quiver, and leaving her pack where it was, she descended to the first floor, where she sat at a vacant table. A server soon appeared, and put a hearty breakfast before them of bread, bacon, eggs, sausage, fruit, and juice. Iania dug in eagerly, eating with gusto, although she did pause to sip at her juice occasionally.. and it was during one of these moments that she spoke to Talis.
"So I was thinking, we can spend a week here, see the sights, then maybe move on to the coast. Go see what Gauldin is all about. What do you think?" She looked at him curiously, awaiting his input.
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 24, 2016 14:55:41 GMT -8
Talis matched Iania's enthusiasm for the meal. He wasn't big on reasonable mouthfuls of food. Shoving in as much as he can, storing food his cheeks like a squirrel. When Iania spoke he was in the middle of shoving an entire fried egg in his mouth. Still he had enough manners to chew and swallow before trying to respond. Once his mouth was clear he grins at her and nods.
"That sounds like fun!"
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 24, 2016 18:34:48 GMT -8
Iania bit back a laugh at his antics, but nodded her approval of his agreement. She quickly finished eating, then went and paid for a week's stay in this place. Once Talis was also done, she took his hand and looked up at him with a smile.
"Where we go is up to you - lead the way and I'll follow, wherever you want to go, whatever you want to see or do."
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jun 25, 2016 16:36:19 GMT -8
Talis looked at Iania confused. He didn't know where to go, he had just been following her. He wasn't sure where he wanted to go. After some thought he makes up his mind.
"Well let's just walk around and see if we find something interesting."
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jun 25, 2016 17:29:43 GMT -8
"Sounds good. Let's go." With that, she pulled him outside. Time to be adventurous and pretend like nothing was wrong.
<Exit>
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jul 6, 2016 15:38:35 GMT -8
<Much later that day>
Iania returned, staggering into the inn with Talis held up in one arm; the other was bent so that she could grab his hand, the arm of which was slung over her shoulders. On the way up to their room, she called out a request to a waitress for a meal to be readied for them, and once they were up to the room - opening the door being quite the adventure with her trying to juggle Talis and the key - she led him inside and over to the bed. Settling him comfortably on it, she removed his boots and then went to retrieve their food, returning with a tray laden down with bread, meat, soup, and a bottle of honey mead. Setting it on the table, she locked the door behind her and moved over to peer down at Talis, her face filled with worry.
"How are you feeling?" She stroked his hair back from his face and caressed his cheek, her voice soft.
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jul 6, 2016 18:51:06 GMT -8
"Better!"
Talis manages to sound excited even though his voice is still weak. He sits up and takes the bottle of mead. He takes a sip and then makes an exaggerated face of distaste.
"That's very bitter and very sweet at the same time. Do we have water?"
Once water is obtained he takes a sip. Once his throat has been weted and he can think straight he looks at her.
"I have to save the world! Sort of... Not alone and I don't know that the world would actually end, but yeah! I have to strike down and ancient evil!"
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jul 6, 2016 19:07:51 GMT -8
Iania took a sip of the stuff and made a face too, then immediately went and exchanged it for a pitcher of water and two cups. Returning with that, she poured one for Talis and then curled up on the foot of the bed, looking at him curiously. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise as Talis spoke. She had no reason to think he was lying, but she was wondering if maybe the contact with the spirit had addled his brain.
"Talis.. what are you talking about? I think you should start from the beginning."
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jul 6, 2016 19:28:54 GMT -8
Talis takes a breath. He tries to put his thoughts in order, but he'd never been good at that. He decides to instead just start talking, he was good at that.
"Well there is no real beginning. Or if there is I don't know it, cause it was confusing. The elder spirit communicated with me. It was better with things like time and words, but still not very good. So it was all kind of disjointed. What it tried to tell me is that there is this thing. It is like an opposite of a spirit. The spirits are the spiritual representations of nature. Like their is a spirit for each flower and that's a weak spirit, but there is also a spirit for the flower meadow as a whole and that is a stronger spirit. So all spirits are small parts of something bigger. This thing is also a spirit, but not one of nature. It's a spirit of something unnatural."
Talis pauses and takes a deep breath.
"Any way this things is super evil and it will eat spirits and hurt people and put things out of order. So whenever it emerges five elder spirits choose a summoner. Or a summoner is born that chooses them. Or they just find a powerful summoner and choose them. I dunno, he was vague on how the connection works. Anyway I am the first of the five to summon my elder spirit, I need to find the other four. Because if I don't the evil spirit will do it and kill them. Which is obviously not good, because we all have to work together to stop the evil spirit! Does that make more sense?"
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jul 6, 2016 19:40:11 GMT -8
Iania nodded along as Talis spoke to show that she was listening and that she understood - which she did. It made sense, really. The trees had a group spiritual force, which was part of what allowed her to change her shape and defend the forest back in the Expanse - tapping into that collective spirit and accessing the power it contained. But hearing of an.. anti-spirit, something evil that ate other spirits and hurt people, and destabilized the natural order of things.. that made a very troubled look appear on her face. A look which only became more troubled when Talis said he'd apparently been chosen to be one of five people to stop this unnatural force. She remained silent for several long moments after Talis spoke. And then the moment stretched into minutes. Finally, she spoke.
"It does make sense. And I can't say I like hearing any of it. But if it's something you have to do, you know I'll be by your side, protecting and helping you." Sliding off the bed, she moved over to the tray and picked it up, then carried it back over to the bed. Settling on the foot once more, she put the tray between them and began picking at the food it contained. She had little appetite, but she forced herself to eat and drink anyway.
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Talis Ragingstorm
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 128
Age: 112
Physical Description: Talis is roughly average height for an elf standing at just over five foot seven. He has a slim build, with lightly toned muscles thanks to years running in the forest. His hair is short and white as snow, his eyes a bright amber, and his features sharp and angular.
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Clothes and Equipment: Summoner gi, ritual knife.
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Registered: Apr 14, 2016 21:26:52 GMT -8
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Post by Talis Ragingstorm on Jul 6, 2016 19:52:32 GMT -8
Talis now that he had the story out and his thirst slaked found he was ravenous. He may have faced some of his matruity problems, but he was still an optimist. He doesn't see the task he's been given as a bad thing. He sees it as an adventure. He tears into the food with a fervor, though he is sure to leave Iania's share alone. Once he is done he yawns and wiggles back down into the cushion.
"That's a worry for tomorrow. For now I think we should go back to cuddling and kissing."
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on Jul 6, 2016 20:06:01 GMT -8
It was a struggle for Iania to make herself eat her half of the food, but once they were both finished, she set the empty tray outside the door and locked it, before shedding her boots and the unnecessary parts of her gear and clothing. Looking over at Talis when he spoke, she smiled, an expression that was nearly shy.. quite a rarity for Iania.
"If that's what you want." Crawling onto the bed beside Talis, she snuggled up to him and nuzzled his cheek, before pressing a soft, quick kiss to his lips.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2016 17:56:25 GMT -8
Kicked back in a chair at a corner table, a man watches with boredom as he taps a dagger's steel point from one side to the other upon his knee. He had already been through half the mug of ale sitting before him, but it wasn't doing much for his mood. He wanted to get this show on the road - he needed another haul, and doing it legitimately was hard. But he was in no hurry to go back to jail. So... he'd have to wait.  |
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