Birdie Tiller
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135 
Age: 21
Physical Description: Birdie has an athletic, but rather petite figure. She has red hair and a fairly attractive face, although nondescript enough that most people wont be able yo describe her appearance besides "pretty".
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a hooded cloak and a thief's leathers, as well as hooves and soft, quiet boots. She carries a rapier, lock picks, rope, a grappling hook, and other useful things.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 21:43:11 GMT -8
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Post by Birdie Tiller on Sept 19, 2015 13:26:44 GMT -8
Birdie puts her sword away, breathing heavily.
"I"m tired of this. Let's go do something else. Like go back to town and get some drinks or something. Do pixies drink?"
She picks her cloak up and puts it back on.
"Or we could do something else. But no swordfighting."
The thief starts heading towards the town.
"What is there to do in this town besides drink and pick pockets? Nothing, that's what."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 13:35:21 GMT -8
"Well, then, we should leave town and go exploring! There's an entire world to enjoy out there!"
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Birdie Tiller
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: Birdie has an athletic, but rather petite figure. She has red hair and a fairly attractive face, although nondescript enough that most people wont be able yo describe her appearance besides "pretty".
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a hooded cloak and a thief's leathers, as well as hooves and soft, quiet boots. She carries a rapier, lock picks, rope, a grappling hook, and other useful things.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 21:43:11 GMT -8
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Post by Birdie Tiller on Sept 19, 2015 13:44:26 GMT -8
"I like towns though. There's money, and drinks, and comfy inns..."
Birdie sighs.
"Fine. Have it your way. We can leave town and explore. But we'll leave tomorrow, alright? I wanna spend one more day here, at least. Surely, you can give me that?"
She walks through the square, looking between all the passerby hungrily.
"How about you go amuse yourself, Birdi? I've got stuff to do."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 13:46:37 GMT -8
Birdi crossed her arms and hovered in front of Birdie, silently looking at her. She smirked soon after.
"Alright, then! You enjoy yourself. I'll find you tomorrow." She said as she went to sit down on a near by tree stump.
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Birdie Tiller
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: Birdie has an athletic, but rather petite figure. She has red hair and a fairly attractive face, although nondescript enough that most people wont be able yo describe her appearance besides "pretty".
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a hooded cloak and a thief's leathers, as well as hooves and soft, quiet boots. She carries a rapier, lock picks, rope, a grappling hook, and other useful things.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 21:43:11 GMT -8
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Post by Birdie Tiller on Sept 19, 2015 13:54:04 GMT -8
"Ok. See ya."
Birdie walks through the crowd, smiling and waving at staring passerby and stealing wallets as she bumps into them.
"Sorry, sir."
A wallet taken.
"Oops, my bad."
A watch swiped.
"I'm so clumsy."
A pocketknife lifted.
She walks through the crowd, doing what she does best: Attracting all the attention to her face, hair, and chest, so that people don't notice her hands stealing their things. Hopefully.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2015 11:07:04 GMT -8
Sadly for Birdie however a certain ranger she had a run in with earlier was watching her closely. Ranger hood up to keep her face hidden. The ranger's suspicions were proven true. She watched Birdie lift several items from the city folk.
The ranger slowly approached Birdie, using the crowds as cover and alway from behind. Eventually she was in arms reach of Birdie. And she reached out and grabbed Birdies arm as she slipped into a pocket. "You need to come with men. Now." Her voice was sinister but the ranger had plans for the theif.
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Birdie Tiller
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: Birdie has an athletic, but rather petite figure. She has red hair and a fairly attractive face, although nondescript enough that most people wont be able yo describe her appearance besides "pretty".
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a hooded cloak and a thief's leathers, as well as hooves and soft, quiet boots. She carries a rapier, lock picks, rope, a grappling hook, and other useful things.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 21:43:11 GMT -8
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Post by Birdie Tiller on Sept 21, 2015 11:33:52 GMT -8
"What th-"
Birdie whirls around to see the ranger. She tries to pull her arm away, but is unable to free herself from the stronger woman's grasp.
"Let me go! What are you doing?"
She tries to get her hand at least out of the man's pocket before he sees.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 14:54:54 GMT -8
"Are you insane? The king has summoned the Legions. You have to get out of the plaza or they may well kill you. You need to follow me." The woman let go of Birdie's wrist and walked at a fast pace out of the plaza and to the Nearby Tavern the Birdie had visited once already.
No sooner had the Ranger started walking did Aaedanian's fully armed for war, banners of the Lion held high in the air, began to enter the plaza in formation. Though they were assembling for the up comming war Birdie had no way of knowing that Aaedan simply didn't like thieves.
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Birdie Tiller
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: Birdie has an athletic, but rather petite figure. She has red hair and a fairly attractive face, although nondescript enough that most people wont be able yo describe her appearance besides "pretty".
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a hooded cloak and a thief's leathers, as well as hooves and soft, quiet boots. She carries a rapier, lock picks, rope, a grappling hook, and other useful things.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 21:43:11 GMT -8
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Post by Birdie Tiller on Sept 22, 2015 14:58:49 GMT -8
"What? Oh...thanks, I guess..."
Birdie follows the woman hurriedly, glancing back at the legion.
"They summoned a whole detachment of troops? To catch a pickpocket? That's insane!"
She spares another glance back, then runs into the tavern.
"Well thanks, uh...Tania, wasn't it? I really wasn't expecting you to help me..."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 15:17:30 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 15:33:29 GMT -8
No sooner had Birdie entered the tavern did the plaza empty out. Aaedanian merchants removing their booths and tents showing the huge open area in front of the White Palace. With the clutter out of the way one would notice that every road in Aaedan ended in the open circular area paved with polished dark red stones.
Aaedanian Soldiers were marching into the plaza. Heavy Troops marching to a beat, shield up every third step a mighty thump with their spear pummel into the ground. Behind them medium infantry marched much the same way every third step a slam of their fists on their their plated chest. The sounds of marching and jingling chainmail filled the area. Behind them came regular archers they made no noise expect a slightly strong step on the note the others rang. Behind them came more regular infantry. They carried smaller shields and had battle hammers in their belts. These were seige operators. These men and women filled the plaza with shine fo dull grey steel, blue gold and silver cloth. A cloaked army in strong armor.
Behind these silently, almost unnoticed by on lookers came the rangers. Dark clothes and dappled grey and green cloaks fell in behind blue cloaks. Only the sound of padding of soft leather on stone echoed from them.
Last but not least the sound of thunder filled the plaza. The Redsteel Legion had arrived, their Thunderlords at the front as always. Red cloaks fluttering in the wind as they rode in. With each step the horses took the sound of thunder released.
They stood, three columns of men and women and a row of cavalry. It was with the arrival of the 3rd legion that the plaza was filled. Men marching far more happily and vigorously than their others. They were dirty and blood soak. Cloaks were torn and tattered, armor was damaged and dingy but they were in the best spirits. Their campaign against the eastern barbarians had proven successful and the summoning of them was no better timed. A legate, not a Praetor stood at the front of the Legion once in formation. Green eyes glowed beneath his helm.
The full might of Aaedan had gathered in the plaza. They consisted of roughly of 3,000 infantry, 4,000 archers, 150 siege crews, 1,000 cavalry, and a gathering of Magi numbering 120. The various soldiers were all standing at attention. Ever one hundred and fifty men held a banner of Aaedan from a long spear.
Around them the citizens of the White City had gathered. They watched this spectacle that had never been seen in Aaedan before. They were murmuring quietly one said in a loud and proud voice, "The Army of the Lion stands in the White City. Woe unto who we march upon!" This was met by cheer.
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Brother Heinrich von Schaufen
Established
Roleplay posts: 44 
Age: 35
Physical Description: An average knight of average height and weight, with some added muscle - a result of the Brotherhood's hard conditioning. Heinrich stands 5'11 and weighs 190 lbs. He has dark blue eyes and short black hair, with chinstrap facial hair. He has a clear and generally cheerful expression.
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Clothes and Equipment: Heinrich wears chainmail armor, although it is a lighter type than what most Brothers wear. It covers his shoulders, torso, and area below his waist. Heinrich prefers speed and agility over a tight defense. Leather gloves, steel-plated leather boots, and leather leggings cover the rest of his body. A white surcoat hangs over his person, emblazoned with the black cross. When not fighting he wears a white cloak draped over his body.
Heinrich's round shield is made of wood, with metal lining. This is not like the other Brothers, who prefer heavier heater shields and tower shields. Heinrich finds the shield gives him enough protection against arrows and conventional melee weapons, while also allowing him to move freely about.
He carries a practical steel sword which is slightly shorter and thus lighter than other swords.
When necessary he carries a crossbow, bolts, dagger, and a lance.
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Registered: Sept 20, 2015 13:46:12 GMT -8
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Post by Brother Heinrich von Schaufen on Sept 22, 2015 15:51:43 GMT -8
After speaking to the gate guard, Heinrich and his knights entered the plaza in their white cloaks. "Now this is a spectacle," one brother remarked. "Indeed," another said, "imagine if our own order could reach such heights."
Heninrich chuckled, "that's the plan," he replied. "But we need allies. Strong allies. Like Aaedan. Should their king allow us a chapter house and chapel here, and should we serve their people, our influence will grow. Hochmeister Konrad was clever in his ways. Sending his forces to Aaedan, to the Free City, to Asgeir, to the Phoenix State... our order now spans the entire east."
"But why send us to two rival nations?"
"I don't know the answer to that brother," Heinrich honestly answered. "Konrad has his ways. For now, just play along."
Heinrich beat his armored hand on his chest and then drew his sword, pointing it up into the air and towards the Aaedanian army. The other knights did the same, showing their will to march with the Aaedanian forces. "For the Brotherhood! For the Most Holy! For Aaedan!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 15:58:23 GMT -8
The crowd around the Komtur followed suit drawing their personal swords and raising them to the air. The whole city seemed to partake in this before the city erupted in a grand cheer started by Komtur, "FOR AAEDAN!" They chanted this loud, the city was shaking in anticipation.
The soldiers gathered in the plaza gained a huge burst of moral. Evey citizen of Aaedan had their backs. But not one broke rank or cheered. Most just smiled beneath their helms and hoods. The crowd fell silent howeve as a door to the Palace of Aeon opened and Jorech stepped out of the palace with full armor on.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2015 11:27:01 GMT -8
The King stood taller than before. His muscles were larger and the armor he donned made him seem even more massive. A large war maul was in his right hand, sitting across his shoulder. His eyes glowed bright blue, smoke of the same color rising from them. A crown he was wearing, and his Lion cloak was not on him. A blue cloak was slightly touching the ground as he stepped out of the Palace. "MY PEOPLE! BROTHERS AND SISTERS OF AAEDAN!!! We have entered a war with a foreign land we have only just met. With the defeat of a mighty dragon in the south, the leader of the Phoenix State entered out lands. He insulted me and our lands. I resisted the feeling to fight the man right then and there. Instead I declared war because only through war could I show the Phoenix the might of the Lion!" Jorech was pacing back and forth as he talked, his voice booming with both authority and respect for his people. "But it is more than that. The Phoenix has traveled to other lands, commanding those within sovereign nations as though they were his own. He has planted troops in other nations and commands with fear of the sword and kind words. The other nation seem to not realize the danger the Phoenix is. They seem to not see that they are slowly being conquered! When the man who dared command me in these lands we call home, in front of the people I command, I refused to bend my knee." He paused letting this sink in, "Now the Phoenix comes to erase us from existence. To not just wage his war against me but all of Aaedan! Soldiers of the Legions, I ask thee... Will you stand up to the Phoenix!? Will you protect your families by giving your lives against a foe the likes of which we have never faced? Step forward if you are willing!"
The entire army of Aaedan stepped forward in sync. They shouted once, "FOR AAEDAN!"
The king smiled big and bright, "Not all of you will get to fight in the first battle. The phoenix will march to us in time and when they do I along with half of you will meet them. We will break them before they EVER REACH THE WHITE CITY!!" The sentence was met with cheer but Jorech's tone changed to a more sorrowful tone, "but if we fail, the duty of protecting our people will rest on the rest of you. Protect our city and if the walls fall, protect our people." The king looked out to the many people of Aaedan, their eyes shining in the evening light. He raised his left hand as a fist, "FOR AAEDAN!!" The people erupted in the cheer! And Jorech entered his palace once more. Aaedan was ready for war. The people were happy about it. The Troops in glorious moral and fine condition. Jorech had faith that this war would be enough to prevent other nations from ever assaulting Aaedan again, in any form.
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Brother Heinrich von Schaufen
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Age: 35
Physical Description: An average knight of average height and weight, with some added muscle - a result of the Brotherhood's hard conditioning. Heinrich stands 5'11 and weighs 190 lbs. He has dark blue eyes and short black hair, with chinstrap facial hair. He has a clear and generally cheerful expression.
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Clothes and Equipment: Heinrich wears chainmail armor, although it is a lighter type than what most Brothers wear. It covers his shoulders, torso, and area below his waist. Heinrich prefers speed and agility over a tight defense. Leather gloves, steel-plated leather boots, and leather leggings cover the rest of his body. A white surcoat hangs over his person, emblazoned with the black cross. When not fighting he wears a white cloak draped over his body.
Heinrich's round shield is made of wood, with metal lining. This is not like the other Brothers, who prefer heavier heater shields and tower shields. Heinrich finds the shield gives him enough protection against arrows and conventional melee weapons, while also allowing him to move freely about.
He carries a practical steel sword which is slightly shorter and thus lighter than other swords.
When necessary he carries a crossbow, bolts, dagger, and a lance.
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Registered: Sept 20, 2015 13:46:12 GMT -8
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Post by Brother Heinrich von Schaufen on Sept 23, 2015 16:33:25 GMT -8
Heinrich listened with eager intent as the great King of Aaedan, Jorech Mann, delivered a morale-boosting speech. "Such words," Heinrich exclaimed, admiring the man. "See how he inspires his men with mere words? That's the beauty of a true king, one who can catch the legacy of his people and deliver it through his tongue. It would be a most glorious opportunity to fight alongside these good men and women."
Komtur Heinrich and his knights would exit the courtyard and await the marching of the forces. He and his retinue of thirty knight-brothers would march onto the field of battle with them.
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Joseph Alexandre
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 28
Physical Description: For a human male with no magical ancestry to show for, Joseph stands at an average height and weight. his general appearance may seem a bit formal, and you can certainly tell by the way he holds himself that he's a man of the acaemic pursuits. His body is lean and moderately muscled.
Hair; short, brown and a bit wavy.
Eyes: A definite Hazel. His eyes are mostly brown, but with a slight tint of green in there as well.
Skin tone: A light olive hue.
Clothes and Equipment: Joseph tends to be drawn to wearing a white shirt covered by a robe akin to what is typically associated with members of the clergy, though terrible wheather conditions may also see him wearing a hooded cloak similar to the first option. Preferably the abovementioned costumes will be a pristine, earth-y color. (Such as grey, black or a brownish red)
Also, a belt made of rope or fabric are always included, from which hangs a number of small leather bags filled with different herbs. His equipment otherwise also includes a rosary and similar religious artifacts and a small knife for practical use.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:49:07 GMT -8
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Post by Joseph Alexandre on Oct 21, 2015 12:06:05 GMT -8
Joseph found himself wandering the plaza in a time when the brave soldiers had already moved on, and the open market place had perhaps returned to its normal state once more. After all, he was merely a tourist, and ill-fit for such a misadventure that would occur should he find himself accidentally amidst a marching army.
Being a deeply devoted scholar, and a cleric, what caught his attention so much as to have him wander was merely curiosity. It was his first time guesting the White City, and so he found it all too easy to get lost simply admiring the grand temples and wonderful architecture.
And the people - the locals would all have their own sort of culture, with customes and traditions unfamiliar to the man walking down the street so absorbed by it all that he no longer felt the moisture left behind on his cloak after a previous fall of rain.Now the rain had stopped drizzling, and the sun was peeking out shyly from beind a cloud - and the scenery was made all the more memorable by the rainbow painting itelf across the sky.
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 21, 2015 12:43:58 GMT -8
After finally passing the City gates, Wild found herself wandering the plaza side by side with her newfound friend Joseph and his faithful horse. Her dark eyes sparkled as she looked around with all the curiosity of a tourist recently arrived to a big city.
So different this was from her own village at home! So big the houses were! And so shiny! She smiled when she remembered her own village, where the houses were built in the trees or made of dried mud from the ground.
"This place is huuuge, Joseph," she squealed with excitement, barely able to contain her joy. "Oh, look at all these buildings and colors. Close your eyes and smell the different smells in the air? Isn't it wonderful?"
As the rain stopped and the sun peeked out from the clouds, her normal joy of life returned, and she laughed happily and raised her arms towards the sky.
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Joseph Alexandre
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 28
Physical Description: For a human male with no magical ancestry to show for, Joseph stands at an average height and weight. his general appearance may seem a bit formal, and you can certainly tell by the way he holds himself that he's a man of the acaemic pursuits. His body is lean and moderately muscled.
Hair; short, brown and a bit wavy.
Eyes: A definite Hazel. His eyes are mostly brown, but with a slight tint of green in there as well.
Skin tone: A light olive hue.
Clothes and Equipment: Joseph tends to be drawn to wearing a white shirt covered by a robe akin to what is typically associated with members of the clergy, though terrible wheather conditions may also see him wearing a hooded cloak similar to the first option. Preferably the abovementioned costumes will be a pristine, earth-y color. (Such as grey, black or a brownish red)
Also, a belt made of rope or fabric are always included, from which hangs a number of small leather bags filled with different herbs. His equipment otherwise also includes a rosary and similar religious artifacts and a small knife for practical use.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:49:07 GMT -8
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Post by Joseph Alexandre on Oct 22, 2015 9:10:37 GMT -8
A smile lingered on his face when he heard the voice of his newfound companion right beside him, feeling a rush of delight that she had indeed decided to follow him beyond the Eastern city gate. Like he had told her a few minutes ago, it could be quite lonely travelling all those miles with no company other than his horse, after all.
Oh, it wasn't that he did not appreciate his partnership with the steadfast animal who were always by his side in such times, but the conversations could often become a little one-sided.
"It's beautiful!" Joseph agreed, and fueled by Wild's enthusiasm he closed his eyes; taking a deep breath.
The fresh air carried with it a pungent smell of local wares combined with a potpourri of exotic flavors, only a few of which he could truly identify. "And I can't wait to see even more. The city is huge, as you say, and there's temples and, I think, also a theatre. And the academy of magic is quite renowned for its library."
The priest looked at her sheepisly, realizing that by all probability she might not even share his passion for books or the divine practices. "We could just explore the plaza, of course - just look at all what they have set up for us tourists to enjoy. Or if you are interested in archery there is an academy for that as well. It might be worth a visit, even if you stand firm in your decision not to join the military forces."
It was good to see the sun again, and feel its warmth against his body. Reminding himself he had much time left to familiarize himself with place and all its attractions, Joseph allowed the gentle rays of the sun to fill his mind with a wholly different sense of joy and relaxation. His gaze rested quietly upon the elf as she raised her arms to the sky; as if trying to grab the golden orb above and hold it closely in her small hands.
She was perfectly framed by light, illuminating her features and her raven-black hair when she expressed so accurately his own happiness as well as hers.
"Look, the rainbow!" he simply said, mesmerized by the colorful phenomenon, as it appeared.
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 22, 2015 12:14:38 GMT -8
As the sun started warming a bit more, Wild danced about in joy, jumping into each tiny puddle of water in the streets as she laughed like a child who was planning mischief. She was far, far away from her former Masters, and she was free like the wind. This filled her with an endless joy.
She listened to Joseph as he told her about the city. She knew nothing about this place, and she paid attention to his every word, filing the information away in the back of her mind for later use. "An Academy of Magic?" she asked. "They have schools for that?"
She thought of the book she had taken from the ruins of her childhood home, wondering if she would find someone at the Academy who possibly were capable of telling her what the content of her book was.
"The city sounds very exciting," she smiled. "But I think I will need to visit the Academy first..."
She smiled when he spoke of an academy for archery. At least that was a school where she would stand a chance. She didn't know how to read or write yet, but she knew how to shoot. "Perhaps I will have a look at it later if I get a chance," she said. "But for now I need to find the Academy. I do plan to find a tavern later though."
She gestured towards her dirty clothes. "As you can see for yourself I need a bath, and I guess a bite of food wouldn't hurt either. I don't have any money just yet, so I will have to think of something. Perhaps the innkeeper will allow me to eat if I work for the price of a meal and a room for the night."
When she had decided what she would do first, she looked up at the priest again. "What do you want to do here? There seem to be lots of choices."
As she reached her arms towards the sun, she heard the priest's voice and saw him pointing towards the rainbow. Her dark eyes sparkled with joy. "Oh, it is beautiful," she squealed. "When I was a child, my mother told me that there was a treasure buried at the end of the rainbow. Do you want to come with me and search for it?"
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Joseph Alexandre
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 28
Physical Description: For a human male with no magical ancestry to show for, Joseph stands at an average height and weight. his general appearance may seem a bit formal, and you can certainly tell by the way he holds himself that he's a man of the acaemic pursuits. His body is lean and moderately muscled.
Hair; short, brown and a bit wavy.
Eyes: A definite Hazel. His eyes are mostly brown, but with a slight tint of green in there as well.
Skin tone: A light olive hue.
Clothes and Equipment: Joseph tends to be drawn to wearing a white shirt covered by a robe akin to what is typically associated with members of the clergy, though terrible wheather conditions may also see him wearing a hooded cloak similar to the first option. Preferably the abovementioned costumes will be a pristine, earth-y color. (Such as grey, black or a brownish red)
Also, a belt made of rope or fabric are always included, from which hangs a number of small leather bags filled with different herbs. His equipment otherwise also includes a rosary and similar religious artifacts and a small knife for practical use.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:49:07 GMT -8
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Post by Joseph Alexandre on Oct 29, 2015 4:54:29 GMT -8
Her age was hard to determine, Joseph realized as he watched his elven friend erupt with boundless energy into a series of hops and jumps through every puddle visible on the street, splashing water to her heart's content and laughing with joy. Like a child she was, though a little to tall to fit in seamlessly with the group of local youngsters coming on to join her happy dance. The priest smiled softly as he called out to her from a distance brought them by Wild's swift movements chasing down puddles. "Having fun?"
His expression widened as he found that somehow he'd tapped into a subject worth listening to while he spoke of the city and its many offers. The look on her face suggested that the curious little elf was listening to him intently when he told her about the Academy of Magic, particularly. "Indeed there is," he answered her question. "There's a school somewhere for every subject you can imagine being taught to eager students by wise mentors or teachers - why would there not be a school specializing in teaching magic?"
Joseph looked at the child, eyebrows crooked and eyes shining with pure delight upon what he took as Wild's scholarly desire to visit the Academy as the very first thing she would see during her stay here in the White City. "Then you wish to become a student?" he asked, his face starting to feel numb from all the smiling he did. If she truly were going to enroll into the student body, there was the thrilling image on his mind that he might run into her again when he would come searching for reading material to compliment his own courses.
As the girl gestured toward her dirty clothes being the most obvious reason why she was going to look for a tavern, Joseph could do little more than nod. It was easy to see how the girl was suffering from some sort of predicament; and he'd made it his guess already that she didn't have much money to afford tending to her most basic needs. At least not until someone offered her a job.
Alas, the vicar himself was in no position to do so; and so he was merely left addressing an higher power on her behalf; praying to it that Wild would be granted a favorable opportunity. "If you won't mind me coming along for the tavern later, I will cover the cost for us both. No, really I am only doing myself a favor as I haven't had such lively company for weeks."
"Yes, there's a lot of choices, indeed," Joseph agreed. "I am going to pay the Academy a visit myself, as I hope to find some books relating to subjects I have studied for a few years already. First I will visit a temple, however - I always remind myself to thank the gods for any good fortune I had during my journey. Besides it's always a great thing to familiarize oneself with the local deities, gaining their favor, as well as that of their people."
Another smile lit up his face when his young companion spoke of the treasure buried by the rainbow's end.
As a child Joseph had also been told such tales, although he had never once found this treasure - or even just the end of the rainbow itself. Yes, he had tried searching for it many times while growing up, but every time the rainbow taunted him with unspoken promises, only to dissolve when he came too close.
Even so, the happiness written in bold letters upon Wild's eager face was enough reason to convince him to engage in a small adventure like this - after all the worst thing that could happen to them was that they would get to see so much more of the wonderful marbled city. "Of course I will! So, which way is it then?" he replied, allowing her to assume the leading role of their little game.
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