Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 19, 2015 13:38:50 GMT -8
Roy grins.
"A frog? Aww..."
He pats Fitzgerald's rubbery head some more.
"It isn't hard. Just go to the application office and tell them your specialty."
He chuckles.
"Why, were you planning on joining up?"
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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 19, 2015 14:11:20 GMT -8
Wild beamed with joy when the priest seemed to recognize her, happy to see him again. "Yes, I did notice there were lots of taverns here. I am glad to see you here though. I still have the cloak you borrowed me," she said, retrieving it from her belongings and offering it to him. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to wash it yet, but I am out of washrooms at the moment - as you can see for yourself..."
She gestured down her clothes, which seemed to attract dirt from the ground and the air whenever she was out travelling.
Turning to Roy and Reynad, she decided to introduce them to her newfound friend. "Roy, Sir Reynad, allow me to introduce you to Joseph. I met him outside the city walls when I first came to this city. I had been waiting for several hours for the guards to let me in, and I was drenched from the rain. Joseph was kind enough to lend me his cloak. It was also Joseph who told me about the Magic Academy."
She beamed towards them before turning to the priest to introduce them to her newfound friend. "Joseph, this is Roy and Sir Reynad Fletcher. I met Roy at the Magic Academy when I tried to find out the contents of the book I inherited from my parents. Roy has promised to teach me how to read and write. Isn't that nice of him? I don't know Sir Reynad very well yet, since we just met, but he has a very cute little pet..."
She smiled when she said this, beaming towards little Fitzgeralt to find out if the pet was willing to let her pet him.
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Reynad Fletcher
Established
Wants to be the very best
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: A man in his early thirties, Reynad has the typical Fletcher family hair, white and short.
Clothes and Equipment: He dresses according to his stature, in fancy custom-tailored clothes. A notable accessory is an earring that has an engraving of a pentagon.
Registered: Oct 16, 2015 15:13:13 GMT -8
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Post by Reynad Fletcher on Oct 20, 2015 5:48:51 GMT -8
Reynad nodded frantically. "Indeed! Indeed I did! Of course, there is no need for me to civilise myself. You should know that my IQ is among the highest in the family..." Reynad puffed his chest.
"However, If I plan on capturing creatures of magical origin, I will need to have access to sufficiently advanced equipment. Maybe a sort of spherical object with matter-condencing properties... Or a runestone where one might be able to bind a soul of a god..." Reynad faked being shocked. "My! Did I say god? Oh, what I meant to say was... Was... Cod. Yes." Fitzgeralt waggled his tendrils to greet Joseph. Reynad continued monologuing.
"But yes, I am planning on enrolling as a student. For now. If they would offer me a ten-year during first few weeks, I wouldn't be the least bit surprised. Ohoho! I jest." Reynad finally paid attention to Joseph, examining him head to toes.
"My pleasure, Mr. Joseph. From your unfash-... Down-to-earth clothing, I assume you are a man of faith, yes?" Reynad raised an eyebrow.
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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 13:59:46 GMT -8
"I am glad to see you here as well," Joseph admitted, the idea of how many taverns he would otherwise have had to search in order to reunite with the elf; and subsequently his cloak painting a relieved smile upon his face. He was indeed quite lucky to have saved himself the daunting task. "Oh, it's fine," he quickly assured her, as Wild apologized for not being able to return his cloak in a cleaner state. "It is only my spare one. You may keep it for as long as you need.
The priest turned toward the men accompanying them with a benevolent smile on his face, and as Wild introduced them he offered his hand in greeting. However, his hearty disposition stiffened a small bit as it rubbed against the slight arrogance given him by Sir Reynard.
"That is correct," he confirmed the man's assumption about his standing in a tone most civil. "No, Monsieur, the pleasure is entirely mine, I can assure you. It is such an honor being observed by someone as brilliant as you, my Lord. And your pet is quite charming, I must say."
Joseph offered the animal a gentle look, before he proceed to address Roy, also. "I am delighted to meet a friend of Wild's. Roy, was it? It is very good of you to have offered her lessons in reading and writing. I do hope that the pair of you may succeed as well in figuring out what secrets is hidden within the book she has brought along with her."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 22, 2015 14:06:51 GMT -8
"Oh yes, the book. The marvelous, marvelous book."
Roy grins, rubbing his hands together.
"I'll have to brush up on my Elvish, but I'm pretty sure I can decipher it. It doesn't seem particularly complex. Well, it is complex, but it's not encrypted. I think. Nice to meet you too, Joseph. Who's a good little rubbery monstrosity?"
The last sentence is directed at Fitzgeralt, who seems to be reacting well to Roy's pats. He slips the tentacled creature a slice of dried fish from his pack.
"Reynad, you really do know how to find creatures..."
He turns back to Wild and Joseph.
"We should get some drinks. Or some dinner, at least. I'm hungry, and I just gave the last of my food to Fitzgeralt."
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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 14:31:28 GMT -8
Wild looked a bit anxious as she heard Reynad speaking of something he called an IQ. She didn't know what this was, and she feared it was some sort of horrible disease that might be catching. She looked up at Joseph, as if she wanted to say something, but the question never escaped her lips. Was it dangerous having an IQ, and much of it like Sir Reynad had? Was it something she could die from?
To hide her anxiety, she moved a tad closer to Monsieur Reynad's pet. After a second of hesitation she tried reaching her hand towards it in a friendly manner, offering to pet it if it wanted to be petted. "You are so cute," she smiled towards him. "I have no idea what you are, but you are strangely cute..."
She perked her ears as Roy spoke of her book as marvelous. "Did you find out what it contains?" she asked. "I have been wondering about that since I escaped from the ruins of my childhood home. I always wondered why my mother told me that this book NEVER must leave my family..."
Lowering her voice, she spoke more quietly. "I also wonder what kind of bad things she meant when she said bad things would happen if that book ever leaves my side... I tried to ask her, and I can almost swear I saw fear in her eyes..."
She smiled when Roy spoke of being able to decipher it. "Perhaps you can work with the deciphering when I am working on learning how to read and write?" she suggested. "We could be in the same room and work, and nothing bad would happen. Mother was a Shaman and a healer, so we should take her warning seriously."
Her face lit up in a smile when Roy suggested they should get some drinks or some dinner. Her stomach growled in anticipation, reminding her how long it had been since her last meal. "I think some dinner would be delicious," she smiled. "But sadly I don't have any money yet. Not before I get a job. I have a couple clues for jobs I could apply for, but I am not hired yet.
(This is before she goes to the Free City to speak to Ildesias)
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Reynad Fletcher
Established
Wants to be the very best
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: A man in his early thirties, Reynad has the typical Fletcher family hair, white and short.
Clothes and Equipment: He dresses according to his stature, in fancy custom-tailored clothes. A notable accessory is an earring that has an engraving of a pentagon.
Registered: Oct 16, 2015 15:13:13 GMT -8
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Post by Reynad Fletcher on Oct 23, 2015 11:33:37 GMT -8
Fitzgeralt gurgles affectionately in response to all the attention he was getting. Reynad gestures excessively and walks over to the counter.
"Please, let me treat you! Let's consider this is a favour for the good word you will no doubt give the teachers!" Reynad slams his checkbook on the desk and assumes eye contact with one of the barmaids. "Only the finest for my friends! Provide everything they might desire!"
Reynad lowers his voice. "And, uhh... How much for the... *Ahem* damages..?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 23, 2015 19:16:38 GMT -8
As Reynad breaks out that checkbook that he's so very fond of to pay for the damages, Roy orders a sandwich and some of those little fried sticks of potatoes that they serve here. Mmm...greasy foods.
"Thanks, Reynad!"
He turns to Wild.
"See, Reynad's such a great guy. Generous, and loves animals too. What are you getting, by the way?"
As Reynad has gotten up, he scoots over, to the seat next to Wild. He reaches out to rub Fitzgeralt with both hands, so it could look as though he moved to reach the rubbery creature better.
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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 28, 2015 11:45:30 GMT -8
Something about the mere notion that they'd have something from the kitchen that would substantially fill their empty bellies, while an attractive idea in every other aspect, made Joseph feel a bit squeamish. Yes, he was hungry, but not so much so that he was ready to eat something that had already passed through another person - or for that matter another animal's tentacled jaws.
While Fitzgeralt could not be disliked at all for his charming and friendly nature, he recalled the tale that Sir Reynard had so willingly shared about the harm brought upon human skin by the supposed 'frog's body liquids. And Joseph was all too vividly imagining what sickness might rest with any piece of food tasted and abandoned when the strangely adorable creature had searched so loudly for a snack just a few moments ago.
The holy father found it quite odd that he seemed the only person around to be concerned with the potential health issues, both for his own sake and that of Wild. The men had otherwise appeared intelligent enough, even if a bit boastful of his own merits as were the case with Reynard.
Seeing how quickly Roy accepted his cousin's generosity, no questions asked before ordering his preferred snack; Joseph moved a step closer to Wild, tugging very gently at the hem of her (his?) cloak.
"How do we know the food here is safe to eat?" he whispered into a pointed ear once he knew he had the elf's attention. "The animal clearly broke into the pantry, and while he's a friendly little fellow he might still bring about things we don't really want to find in our food. Remember the fishermen?"
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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 28, 2015 12:05:06 GMT -8
Wild smiled and petted Fitzgeralt gently as she heard the holy father (the one standing in brown robes beside her) whispering in her ear. While she was touched by Reynad's generosity and offer of food, she had to admit the priest had a point about food possibly being chewed on by Fitzgeralt before they got it. After her kidnapping in her childhood she had often been exposed to left-overs from animals and got seriously ill by the before mentioned food, and it was only her elf blood that had saved her from perishing.
She thought for a moment as she studied the little creature's fangs, noticing that most of the food stuck in what she would define as teeth seemed to be meat. If Fitzgeralt was a carnivore, it should be safe to eat fresh fruits.
"His teeth, fangs or whatever they call them, have raw meat in them," she whispered to Joseph. "I think he may be a carnivore. If he is, I think the fresh fruit will be safe, don't you think so? I'll try some fruit to find out, and if I get sick and flop on the floor, don't eat what I ordered, okay?"
She turned to Roy and Reynad with a smile. "I think I'll have some fresh fruit if it's not too much trouble," she said, hoping that Fitzgeralt really was a carnivore.
At the table she smiled when Roy petted Fitzgeralt. "Oh how cute," she smiled. "He seems to like you! He is so cute!"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 28, 2015 21:27:42 GMT -8
"Yeah, he's an adorable little eldritch abomination."
Roy feeds Fitzgeralt one of the little fried potato sticks, as well as a piece of turkey from his sandwich.
"So, Wild. Uh...do you have any hobbies?"
He grins nervously, extracting his hand from Fitzgeralt's slimy mouth. He wipes the hand gingerly with a napkin.
"Do you collect rocks, or watch birds? I hear bird watching makes a good hobby. It's relaxing."
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Reynad Fletcher
Established
Wants to be the very best
Roleplay posts: 30
Physical Description: A man in his early thirties, Reynad has the typical Fletcher family hair, white and short.
Clothes and Equipment: He dresses according to his stature, in fancy custom-tailored clothes. A notable accessory is an earring that has an engraving of a pentagon.
Registered: Oct 16, 2015 15:13:13 GMT -8
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Post by Reynad Fletcher on Oct 31, 2015 9:26:31 GMT -8
Fitzgeralt gurgles contently and wraps his tendrils around Royal’s thighs when he pulls his hand away. Simultaneously, Reynad, having made their order, returns. He quickly pulls Fitzgerald away from Royal, making it hiss.
“You don’t want him doing that. It will melt your skin, even if he means well. Don’t you boy?” Reynad pats the displeased Fitzgeralt, who scrunches an the potato stick.
“I’m sorry I must leave you, but I need to make reservations for my lodgings.” Reyna bows courteously, flashing a smile at Wild. “’Tis a pity, but I will see you tomorrow. I will enroll on the academy, and we can start spending more time together. Enjoy your meal.”
Reynad makes his leave in the way most spectacular, waving his long, white hair as he turns away from the group. Fitzgeralt, leaving in his wake, kicks over a chair in his displeasure.
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