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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 22:26:13 GMT -8
The battle Jorech had come from was both a victory and a loss. Both sides had suffered catasrophic casualties. Jorech had lost nearly everyman in the fight. Though he made his enemy feel the same pain the loss of life beneath his command hurt the king. Gwen however made him forget about the horrors of the battle.
He smiled brightly, "Relax, I am not here as the king. I am here as an Aaedanian, fresh from battle."
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 5, 2015 22:33:37 GMT -8
Gwen's smile grows even brighter as Jorech addresses her. She's carrying a conversation with a king! And he's so humble! Just like the storybooks!
"Ah, well, still, I am very glad to meet you...Oh! Where are my manners? Ah...sorry! I am Gwenneth Barclay! I prefer 'Gwen', really...anyway, t-this is Pippin! He teaches me spells," responds Gwen with a bit of a nervous tone, laughing lightly and rubbing the back of her neck with her hand.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 22:44:11 GMT -8
"Well Gwen, I am King Jorech Mann. I prefer Jorech." He grew mildly enthralled by her beauty as she spoke. Of all her features however the king was drawn to her eyes. An icy blue and a hazel, the difference drew his attention at first but the beauty of it kept him there. "A bird that teaches you spells? Not the strangest thing I have heard, guess that means your a mage then." The king feined a serious look and in a matching tone, "Do you know what we do with Mages in Aaedan?"
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Oct 5, 2015 22:49:41 GMT -8
"Hello!" Rani greeted the King with a curtsy. "I have only seen one other King, you are very different! I am Ranijarashi, a shaman from far away."
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 5, 2015 22:56:15 GMT -8
Gwen blinks a few times, and then frowns. "Oh, well, actually, I'm a witch. And I truly hope it's not like the things Ivelius does with witches. They weren't very nice. They called me a number of very unkind things, and threatened to have me burned! I don't imagine being burned feels very nice!" says Gwen, her tone suddenly a bit sadder than before. "I-if you wish me to leave, my lord, I can. But I would much prefer to stay here! Your city is lovely and beautiful and so...massive! I would be loath to leave it so soon!"
Apparently his lack of seriousness went right over Gwen's head. While she might be inexplicably charming, her social skills haven't fully developed after spending the majority of her life in a coven of witches.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 22:55:59 GMT -8
The king nodded to Rani in greeting. But turned his attention back to Gwen and in a cheery tone, "We celebrate Mages. Magic is a good thing in Aaedan. Besides why would I make such beautiful woman leave my presence, much less my kingdom. You can stay as long as you wish."
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 5, 2015 23:05:11 GMT -8
"Oh..." says Gwen, blinking a few times. Of course, she shouldn't have thought the worst. How foolish of her. She blushes in embarrassment, especially at the beauty statement. She'd heard it many times before, but never from a king!.
"Please forgive me for assuming, King Jorech! I suppose I just haven't had excellent luck with civilisation as yet. I can see, though, that you're different from those Serpent Cultists!" exclaims the girl with a sheepish grin. "I'm afraid my magic isn't as...exotic as the shaman's, though..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 23:16:45 GMT -8
"Relax, I was only trying to mess with you Gwen," he smiled reassuredly. "If anyone tried to harm you here..." The king thought for a moment, "Lets leave it at it would be large mistake on their part." Her comment on the shaman's magic seemed as if Gwen was belittleing herself and Jorech told her so, "Exotic or not magic is a great thing. I do not know exactly what you meant by that but don't sell yourself short. Magic, as I have seen, makes the impossible possible. If you can weild it, in any capacity, you should celebrate the fact and do all you can to expand your knowledge and use magic to make the world better." Unintentionally the king continued to focus on Gwen. He had not been so mesmerised by another in a long time.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 23:18:41 GMT -8
Gabiel spotted Gwens blush, "Young lady, your cheeks are turning red." He grinned.
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 5, 2015 23:26:10 GMT -8
"Ah...yes, well...it is rather warm in here," responds Gwen to Gabriel, but her blush doesn't diminish despite her wishing for it to. In honesty, she's not entirely sure why it's even happening. It must be the heat. She clears her throat before responding to Jorech, putting the heat out of her mind for a moment. "Well, all I mean is that I've heard of plenty of witches, but never any shamans! Hers seems much more unique than mine, that's all," she says.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Oct 5, 2015 23:30:52 GMT -8
"Aw, thank ya Gwen." Rani grinned and continued to watch the dialogue between Jorech and Gwen. Something felt weird to her, it was something she'd witnessed in the past. The atmosphere seemed to have changed and she didn't understand it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 23:41:14 GMT -8
Jorech blushed slightly himself. He knew why she was blushing. He had been down such roads before. "It just seemed like you were being a bit meek, I never see behavior like that here. Its... Kind of cute." The kind smirked, mildly embarassed by his own comment.
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 5, 2015 23:47:23 GMT -8
"Oh, well, normally I am more forthright, but I haven't ever seen a king before! It's...well...it's got me a bit flustered, if I am honest. You are just like the noble kings in shining armour with magical swords like I read of in my story books as a girl! I even used to imagine that one day I'd marry a king just like that!" she blurts out. Then, she realises what she's said and her eyes grow wide. She covers her mouth with a hand in her embarrassment as she says, quickly, "Oh, ah, not..not that I mean anything by that, it's just...you know...ah...little girl fantasies and all. I only meant...oh dear."
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Oct 5, 2015 23:52:52 GMT -8
Rani reached over to grab some more food and munched away. She felt uncomfortable now. Rani always observed behavior like this between two people, nobody ever explained it to her and she never found herself in the position herself. For now she'd just eat and play it cool.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 23:58:23 GMT -8
Jorech laughed. "I did promised someone I would look for a queen after the battle." He smiled, "Perhaps one day that could come true." His comment was a half joke. "I don't think marrying someone like you would be that bad. You seem like a kind and gentle person. Though you can't know someone in one meeting."
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Gwenneth Barclay
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83
Age: 19
Physical Description: Standing at a height of five feet and three inches tall, Gwenneth Barclay is an absolutely stunning woman, which goes without saying for most who meet her. She has long sable hair that cascades down her back, well taken care of and silky almost all the time. Her skin is pale, yet ethereally beautiful rather than lifeless, soft and smooth as velvet. Curiously, this applies even to her hands, despite her farmer upbringing, a passing oddity among many for her. She has a kindly, elegantly-structured face, with lovely, full lips constantly graced by a friendly smile, enhanced by strangely heterochromic, yet strikingly beautiful and lively icy blue and hazel eyes. Her figure is slim, yet elegant and curvaceous enough to draw the male -- or occasionally female -- eye. The only blemish upon her entire apparently perfect body is an earthy red tribal tattoo upon her left shoulder, the twisting lines possessing a meaning none but her know.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================================
Gwenneth wears robes of an apparently natural make, sewn from a fibrous, breathable plant-based cloth, an ethereal material gifted to her by a fae prince she once crossed paths with. They're crafted in such a way as to seem at once elegant and almost tribal, with feathers and tufts of fur tastefully displayed about the robes. The sleeves are almost entirely detached from the rest of the garment, held on by a few elastic strings of colourful etched beads, showcasing the elegant slope of her shoulders. She wears an ornate silver circlet and hooped silver earrings along with the rest of her ensemble. They glow oddly in the moonlight, waxing and waning along with its phases. A small blue thrush named "Pippin" constantly perches upon her shoulder, tweeting constantly, particularly vocal when she prepares a spell. She speaks back to the bird often, giving her a reputation of being slightly touched in the head.
Registered: Sept 23, 2015 21:22:52 GMT -8
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Post by Gwenneth Barclay on Oct 6, 2015 13:13:36 GMT -8
"Ahah...well...I don't think I'd make a very good queen. I'm not really experienced with dealing with big groups of people, you know," says Gwen, averting her eyes shyly. She's normally extremely gregarious, but...the king! The king of Aaedan is complimenting her! It's like a dream. Could it be a dream? No...surely not. She'd know if it were a dream. She's a Dreamweaver, of course she'd know!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2015 13:29:02 GMT -8
He smiled, "Queens are made not born. You would grow to the role I bet. If nothing else you get that experience you lack." perhaps she would make a fine queen with a bit of guidance. I am sure Cascabel would see to that. "I know someone who would probably take you under her wing and teach you how to be a good queen."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2015 13:31:07 GMT -8
"Speaking of wings, one of those dragons you like so much drank half my stock of Mead and Ale." He felt Jorechs instant, 'not now' glare. Gabriel shrugged, the king knew now and Jorech always payed back what the dragons take, destroy, or other wise mess with.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Oct 6, 2015 13:52:43 GMT -8
"Huh? What's all this talk about becoming a queen?" Rani was very confused now.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2015 14:05:47 GMT -8
As the four were talking, Clem walked back down the stairs, hands in his pockets.
"Gwen! Bath's ready." He called to her.
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