Raynor of the Celadine
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64 
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'8"
Clothes and Equipment: Adorned in the shamanic furs of the head of the Celadine Clan, Raynor also wears light, magically enhanced metal armor plates on his body. His primary weapon is a one-handed war hammer, his secondary a small buckler shield.
Registered: Apr 27, 2015 19:10:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raynor of the Celadine on Jun 1, 2016 9:10:22 GMT -8
Raynor shook his head. This was not a friendly man... person... vampire thing, that he was dealing with. At least he saw fit to help them, even if it was for his own selfish needs.
"Uh... huh. WELL MET!" He cried out as the apparently human swarm of bats flew off into the night.
"General Finch, my men are exhausted. I will have them return to the fortifications and then they will come back with a fresh force. Perhaps we can help fight the undead around the palace, and enter should their be some sort of indication that the small strike force is in danger. While I'm waiting I will accompany you and your men and help heal some of your injured."
The exhausted Land-Tillers would breath sighs of relief and start to make their way back to the fortifications. With the help of the psionic corps, there would be a second, smaller group on their way here which would meet them in the middle.
Raynor at this point didn't know that his daughter was inside. But he did feel something calling him towards the palace...
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 1, 2016 9:33:33 GMT -8
In spite of the terror creeping up her spine, Liz had maintained the gaze of the Revenant, though she didn't get a chance to respond before he took off.
"Thank you!" She said as the swarm of bats flew off into the night, only half-sarcastically. She was grateful for the assistance, but the lack of discipline was astounding.
"My men are slightly less tired, having joined the fray later in the day, I will stay here in command then Raynor, so your forces may recuperate. I only ask that you look over our wounded as well, my Legion has not the numbers to do both."
Her men groaned but understood their duty.
Liz turned back toward the Commander of the Last Legion.
"I have no desire to order you about with your monarch still alive. Your men have fought longer than any of us. My camp is just outside, if you wish, you may use it to rest."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 8:19:52 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2016 9:57:03 GMT -8
Tuesirth merely watched the scene, with little to say... or time to say anything. It seemed he was no longer useful... if ever at all. He exhales heavily and turns to walk towards the fortified gates to leave. There was little to no point in remaining here any longer.
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Jun 1, 2016 10:45:46 GMT -8
There was a sudden massive roar from overhead, and a great winged shape flew into view, green and with a long tail trailing behind it. The Earthwarden had arrived, at the behest of the Land-Tiller's forces; word of an undead horde had reached her via the communicative crystals she'd given out, and she was beyond mad. Mostly because this nation bordered that which she protected, and she wouldn't stand for such a threat so near unto what amounted to her own borders! Landing atop a cluster of buildings, Va'nei coiled her tail around another one to anchor herself and flared her wings, looking down at the human forces below with great golden eyes filled with anger. The wrath of the Earthwarden was a thing to behold.
"I have been told that the source of the threat is housed in that tower. Is that correct?" The tip of one wing gestured toward the tower of the palace, and she barely waited for a response before fixing her attention upon the structure. "Stand back! I do not want you harmed when it falls." Her body visibly enlarged as she inhaled deeply, and then her toothy maw opened as she exhaled, expelling a torrent of green-gold mist toward the tower. It settled around the vertical structure, then vines began to surround it, digging into crevices and windows and cracks and tightening rapidly, making an alarming sound echo through the plaza, that of cracking stone. Va'nei then uncoiled her tail from around the building which had been steadying her position, and the long, prehensile appendage lashed around with immense speed, slamming into the structurally-compromised tower and sending it toppling away from the plaza. She snorted in a manner that was both pleased and annoyed as she surveyed her work, then looked down upon the humanoid figures below.
"Is there anything further I can do to help?"
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Raynor of the Celadine
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'8"
Clothes and Equipment: Adorned in the shamanic furs of the head of the Celadine Clan, Raynor also wears light, magically enhanced metal armor plates on his body. His primary weapon is a one-handed war hammer, his secondary a small buckler shield.
Registered: Apr 27, 2015 19:10:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raynor of the Celadine on Jun 2, 2016 16:42:24 GMT -8
Raynor was glad to see the founder of his people flying overhead, and taking a proactive role in the world after thousands of years.
"Earthwarden! Your presence honors us! As you can see we've been busy! I believe with the destruction of the tower, all that remains is to defeat what ever dark being originated this conflict, and I believe a small strike force is responsible for that. How did you know what was happening? Who sent for you?"
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 2, 2016 16:48:57 GMT -8
The Dawn Riders let out a cheer as they saw the massive form of the Earthwarden topple the tower, and General Finch clambered on top of some of the rubble in order to get closer to the majestic dragon. She saluted the mighty Earthwarden, and her soldiers followed suit. Liz heard Raynor call her the Earthwarden, and assumed she was related to the Land Tillers' somehow.
"We are indebted to you mighty Earthwarden. For the second time in my life and today, I can honestly say I am happy to see a dragon, and that may very well be the first time a Dawn Rider has uttered that sentiment."
She looked over at the destroyed tower with some concern though, hoping that the party inside had been able to make it safely out.
"I hope they made it out, there has been enough death today."
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Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 323
Age: Way too old for any shenanigans.
Physical Description: In her natural form, Va'nei is a dragon. A very very large dragon. She stands 90' tall at the shoulder, and her wingspan is 480'; her body is long and slender, for a dragon, at 230' long. Her tail is longer than that of the average dragon, longer even than the rest of her body at a total 270', and dwindles to a long, thin, prehensile point capable of great dexterity and precision. She is ancient and colossal, an earth dragon of great wisdom, and appears to be covered in leaves, moss, and vines. Her eyes are a vibrant shining gold in both forms. In her human shape, she is humorously small compared to her dragon form. An average 5'6" and slender, she has long green hair and lightly-tanned skin; her skin retains a faint iridescent scale pattern, seen in certain angles of light.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in her dragon shape, Va'nei carries no equipment. As a human, she wears layered green robes and a pair of thigh-high green heeled boots. She also wears a headband with a small feathered adornment just above her left ear, and a necklace comprised of carved crystal beads.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 11, 2016 11:13:10 GMT -8
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Post by Va'nei Dha'zhi, Earthwarden on Jun 2, 2016 17:10:26 GMT -8
Her gaze turned to Raynor as the man spoke and asked his questions, but before she could answer, a woman spoke to her. The dragon's great head swiveled around to peer at the female, and Va'nei dipped the horned skull upon serpentine neck in a gesture of greeting and acknowledgement. "It is good that I can help to reforge bonds of understanding and good will between my people and your own. As for how I came to be here.." Her golden eyes turned back to Raynor as she got around to answering him.
"The earth itself has been crying out in torment. The undead are a blight on its face. If need be, I can communicate through the earth, and this seemed a pertinent time to do so. It took little questioning to find out what was happening - I was directed to the leader of something called the Black Tower, and he was most helpful. Apparently his people are in there, and it would appear they are just fine.. I can sense life forces. But I cannot tarry, my hatchling needs me. Those within should be left to handle their task.. it is their duty, and perhaps, their destiny." She spread her wings, prepared to take to the air.. unless they gave her reason to remain, she would take to the skies and soar off the way she'd come.
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Aegon
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 238
Age: ??
Physical Description: Six and a half feet tall, lean and fit, his black hair still long now has a braid that comes down the right side of his chest. dark and steely. A full beard now adorns his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: He now wears simple clothes. A sleeveless black tunic, dark brown cloth trousers, leather sandals, often a leather cuirass. A green hald cloak adorns his shoulders and can be used as a hood if he needs one.
He still has several magical orbs in his possession that float around his person invisible unless used. Those that glimpse them see golden orbs etched with various geometric patterns and studded with gems. Each with a secret.
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Registered: Jul 16, 2015 21:33:03 GMT -8
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Post by Aegon on Jun 3, 2016 0:35:49 GMT -8
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Jun 3, 2016 9:04:49 GMT -8
Shintaro stops quick when he realizes he's now outside, puzzled as to what happened. Must have been some sort of magic. He looks around to take in his new surroundings.
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Sariandi Osoria
Established
Roleplay posts: 49
Age: You're better off not knowing.
Physical Description: A buxom and curvaceous Elven beauty, Sariandi is lightly muscled and of average height. She has fair skin and the lightly pointed ears of her race, with golden hair that falls to mid-thigh, framing delicate features. At least, that's how she looks most of the the time; sometimes she becomes a four-foot-long sword with a rune-inscribed blade and a sweeping winged crossguard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Sariandi wears revealing clothing that enhances her assets in various shades of blue, gold, green, and brown (with the occasional red or purple, it really depends on her mood). She carries no equipment or weaponry.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 5, 2016 0:04:06 GMT -8
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Post by Sariandi Osoria on Jun 3, 2016 9:56:22 GMT -8
The tug of teleportation magic was unexpected, but Sariandi adjusted quickly, compensating for the slightly unsteady feeling that usually came from being transported by someone else's magic. She whirled around to look up at the tower as it began to come down, then immediately turned to Ildesias to make sure that he was unharmed, her blue gaze assessing him intently. Nothing was said, although her eyes asked the question anyway. He should have been completely unharmed, between her psionic shield and the teleportation, but she took no chances. Once she was assured of his well-being, she looked back to the tower. It was covered in.. vines? That made her arch a brow and look toward the forces gathered in the plaza. They seemed just as surprised by this turn of events as those who had been inside.
"..I get the impression that something unexpected happened." The words were spoken quietly, meant for no one other than Ildesias, truly, but it was entirely possible that the others would hear.
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Raynor of the Celadine
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 45
Physical Description: 5'8"
Clothes and Equipment: Adorned in the shamanic furs of the head of the Celadine Clan, Raynor also wears light, magically enhanced metal armor plates on his body. His primary weapon is a one-handed war hammer, his secondary a small buckler shield.
Registered: Apr 27, 2015 19:10:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raynor of the Celadine on Jun 3, 2016 12:28:09 GMT -8
Raynor's father breathed a sigh of relief when the strike-force appeared in the plaza. He decided to take his steed over to meet them. "So this is the group we've been hearing ab-"
That's when he spotted her. How many years had it been? Three or four? Last he knew she was in Isra doing work for an important political figure there, after her old kingdom had fallen to a coup. She had sent a few letters but...
"Jun? JUN! DAUGHTER!" Raynor galloped up to the party. It was a motley crew, but an effective one. Raynor suddenly felt himself as spry as he was twenty years ago as he leaped off his mount and darted towards the young woman. He embraced her in the biggest hug he had given in a long time. "After your mother got to fight alongside you, I recall asking myself, when was it going to be my turn!? Haha! And look how much you've grown! To think you're part of this strike force I've heard so much about!"
It was around this time that the fresh contingent of Land-Tiller forces had entered the plaza, where they saw their commander hugging a young girl in black armor and with a glowing sword. "Hey, is that..?" Some of them said. A few of them smiled with recognition. The Land-Tiller's Expanse wasn't that big after all, and many of the mounted mages were from the Celadine Clan.
"Jun! Hey that's Jun over there! That's Raynor's daughter!" As they approached they started waving and calling out.
Raynor smiled and ruffled Jun's hair. "Ah, and these must be your friends!" He said in a somewhat patronizing, fatherly tone. "I see you've met the traveler and the Queen." He bowed respectfully. "That man saved our lives as we fought in one of the districts." He pointed to Aegon. He smiled when he saw that the man had a furry friend with him. He immediately got the impression that Aegon liked rescuing people, and living things in general.
He turned back to Jun. "Does this mean I'm going to get my turn fighting by your side?"
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Jun 3, 2016 12:41:14 GMT -8
They appeared in the plaza in a bright flash. Jun's head swiveled around rapidly to see the crumbling tower behind them. It came crashing to the ground in a rumbling series of booms that culminated in a very large boom. She looked around to see that everyone, including Aegon's new puppy friend, was still alive. After getting over her shock, she looked at Aegon jealously.
"Wow, my teleportation sucks compared to yours. I gotta work on that-" That's when she heard a familiar call.
"D... DAD?!" She barely had any time to react before he was embraced by a familiar mountain of warm fur and muscle. It felt incredible, especially given gloomy weather and sickening, evil rain that befell the battlefield earlier. "Dad..." She said in a muted voice. Her tense body relaxed within moments.
"Dad, I... I have a lot I wanna tell you, but now's not the best time. We still have one last fight. Dad, I'm so glad you're ok. GUYS!" She waved at some of the Land-Tiller forces she recognized. "You guys! I've heard you've been kicking ass out there!"
She turned to the rest of the party. "Guys, your majesty, Lord Ildesias, this is my father, Raynor of the Celadine Clan. We haven't seen each other in... it's been three years right?" She sniffed loudly and wiped the bags below her eyes, implying that she was close to tears.
She gave an especially warm smile to Aegon. The man was a real do-gooder wasn't he?
"Dad, you should probably rest. I know you've been working hard. Let the next generation handle this one."
(Sry, wanted to get that out of the way. As you were. xD)
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Jun 3, 2016 13:36:40 GMT -8
Shintaro observes Jun and her father embracing eachother. A familial he he was completely unfamiliar with in his life. The young Nishida turns away and clutches his hand over his eyepatch, remembering his father whom he hated so much. He was filled with conflicting emotion when it came to his father, he hated the elder Nishida, Gatou, but he also felt immense guilt as he had been such an un-filial son. Ever since his father's death, Shin had never once payed respect on his anniversary of death. His father had done terrible things in life, but did he deserve such treatment from his son in death?
"Chikusho...!" He cursed and grimaced. His hidden eye hurt from memories of aggravation. Over the years since his injury, he'd learned to ignore the pain, but it always came back around when he thought of his father.
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Aegon
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 238
Age: ??
Physical Description: Six and a half feet tall, lean and fit, his black hair still long now has a braid that comes down the right side of his chest. dark and steely. A full beard now adorns his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: He now wears simple clothes. A sleeveless black tunic, dark brown cloth trousers, leather sandals, often a leather cuirass. A green hald cloak adorns his shoulders and can be used as a hood if he needs one.
He still has several magical orbs in his possession that float around his person invisible unless used. Those that glimpse them see golden orbs etched with various geometric patterns and studded with gems. Each with a secret.
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Registered: Jul 16, 2015 21:33:03 GMT -8
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Post by Aegon on Jun 3, 2016 14:40:14 GMT -8
Aegon bowed to Jun and Raynor remaining a silent figure. He still had a pup clung to his chest, and he just now turned his attention to it. Aegon cocked his head when he saw that the pup had three heads.  It was fine though, he had already assumed it was an after affect of the magic used to make the monster they had fought inside the palace. |
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Jun 3, 2016 14:51:34 GMT -8
Nyx, suddenly out in the central plaza was surprised but not in the least unhappy about the situation. She observed Jun and Raynor's touching reunion. and took note of the three headed dog the traveler had in his arms.
When Nishida however cursed, clearly a curse even if its in another language. She walked over to him moving right in front of him? "Are you hurt?" Without even waiting for his response she grabbed the hand he had pressed to his eye patch. Gently pulling it away from his face. She caressed his cheek slightly as she brushed some of his hair out of the way, her glowing blue eyes searching the right side of his face for wounds.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 3, 2016 15:08:08 GMT -8
Liz watched the party appear suddenly, which would have surprised her on any other day, but after the events of today, she was not certain anything would ever surprise her again. She looked away as Raynor and Jun had their reunion, climbing down off of the rubble she had gotten on to talk to the Earthwarden. She had never known her own parents, or any member of her family. But now was certainly not the time to dwell on that, and she made her way slowly over to the Queen to pay her respects and those of Isra. Seeing the tender moment unfold, she spun on her heel and changed direction towards the remaining Aaedanian forces and her own Legion, who were intermingling in the wake of the destroyed tower. In their mind, victory was theirs and soon it would be time to celebrate with new friends and old allies.
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Jun 3, 2016 15:30:30 GMT -8
Nyx, suddenly out in the central plaza was surprised but not in the least unhappy about the situation. She observed Jun and Raynor's touching reunion. and took note of the three headed dog the traveler had in his arms. When Nishida however cursed, clearly a curse even if its in another language. She walked over to him moving right in front of him? "Are you hurt?" Without even waiting for his response she grabbed the hand he had pressed to his eye patch. Gently pulling it away from his face. She caressed his cheek slightly as she brushed some of his hair out of the way, her glowing blue eyes searching the right side of his face for wounds. Shintaro is caught off guard by Nyx's sudden appearance and gentle touch to his face. He became flush. "I... no. Just a wound from the past... certain thoughts aggravate it." He glances over at Jun and Raynor, hinting that his thoughts were of family, then returns his eye's sight to Nyx. "Your eyes... I've never seen eyes like those, they're like sapphires.—I apologize, that was forward of me..." Though he had payed her a compliment, he thought it may have been impolite to speak like that towards her. Especially since she was royalty and he was a displaced warlord. |
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Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 20
Physical Description: Like all Aaedanian natives she is muscularly built but very lean; mostly her shoulders, hips and legs are built up however. Long wavy black hair adorns her upper chest and shoulders.
Her blue eyes seem to glow in low light. When heightened emotions are in play here eyes glow brilliantly and if her pressed with desperation or rage a smoke like aura flows from them.
She stands 5' 9"
Clothes and Equipment: _______________
Out of battle she usually wears a black dress of light material.
In battle she wears a full suite of full black plate. Gold adorns the armor and it is enchanted to be as light as cloth allowing her quick easy movements and high stamina dispite the armor's weight.
Registered: Aug 10, 2015 14:27:03 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Nyx "The Kingslayer" Mann on Jun 4, 2016 15:09:47 GMT -8
Nyx blushed at his complement. No one ever said anything like to her before. She stuttered slightly, "Th-thanks." She smiled brightly
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 8:19:52 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2016 16:13:08 GMT -8
From the ruble of the palace came the sound of steel on stone. It came several more times....
Thump!... Thump!.... Thump!....
The sound of the rubble shifting rings through the plaza followed by a final THUMP!
A massive block of stone rubble flies through the air in the general direction of Nyx and Nishida.
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Jun 4, 2016 16:35:28 GMT -8
Shintaro looks at her a little longer and starts to smile, until the thumping begins. He turns his head toward the palace and his eye widens. "LOOK OUT!"
The warlord moves toward Nyx to tackle her out of the way of the stone block flying to crush them.
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