Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Feb 9, 2016 9:55:04 GMT -8
Kate let out a sequence of squees as a fairy was out of the bag. Out of all the people in the room, She was perhaps reacting in the most frisk manner. "Look! Look! He said he was going to be a gift! So! So! He's all yours now." Kate pet the little sprite, gently. "Our own little fairy. Can you believe it?" Kate extended her arms to their fullest reach in order to reach the package she brought. Then, retaining that gesture, she pointed said parcel towards her girlfriend. "And! And! I bought this for you! I hope you don't have it already... The lady who sold it to me was really nice. Even if she was paying too much attention to that dragon. Actually..." Kate looks puzzled for a moment and pulls the present away absently. She was recounting the details of what happened the other day in her head, and needed all the brain power she could muster. "It seemed kind of upset when I called it undragony... I also cut in line... And then he almost bit me! I think she saved my life..." She nodded to herself, apparently satisfied with the conclusion drawn and offered it to Naoki. Again. "All the more reason to try it on. Have a look." |
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on Feb 9, 2016 9:55:31 GMT -8
Arya opts not to partake in the ritual and instead looks on, her facial expressions going from worry to shock to relief as she sees Jun is alright and reunited with her friend, which happened to be a giant bird of some sort.
When Maelik came over to hug Arya she hugged him back, as much as she could at least. Her hug was feeble in comparison to his bone-crushingly strong one. Taking a few gasping breaths as he had squeezed all the air out of her she gave him a reassuring smile, "I admit I was wrong about you before... my prejudices had clouded my judgement before, but you seem different. You helped Jun so I am glad to be your friend."
When the divine voice announced Jun gaining another virtue Arya seemed quite happy for Jun, giving her a little thumbs up gesture in approval. When Lum'valia asked what they were doing next, Arya shrugged, "I think I might just go back to adventuring, finding people who could use my help and perhaps making some more friends along the way. I promise I will visit you guys wherever you are often though." Arya said.
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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 Feb 9, 2016 11:34:24 GMT -8
Jun barely even acknowledged the heavenly voice, she was too busy hugging Maelik. "Er, ok... getting hard to breath." Jun suddenly teleported in a bright flash and reappeared on top of Maelik's shoulders where she hugged him again, reminiscent of how they were first reunited.
Blackbean turned towards Lum'Valia and began to nuzzle her and Jeffery as well. Jun noticed and grinned.
"You know something, the demon crow species is typically neutral, but I think Blackbean might actually be good." The crow made a strange clicking noise by softly vibrating its throat.
Jun folded her arms. "Huh, it's gonna be weird having a giant crow follow me everywhere. My transfiguration magic is rather poor though." Jun cocked her head questioningly. The crow looked back at her and also cocked his head. "I don't suppose any of you know a shrinking spell?"
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 9, 2016 11:53:45 GMT -8
“A gift?”
Naoki had never considered owning anyone, in that way. There’s being part of one’s adoptive family, there’s owing debts, answering to a leader, companionship, the romantic way in that two individuals might ‘own’ each other, and chaining people up in the basement for one purpose or another, but, giving as a gift? That’s sort of slavery. Is that standard or customary for fairies, to be owned, in that way? She finds the notion of owning another, even one as small as this, to be rather repulsive. Why not keep the relationship as ‘companion’ or ‘friend’? What’s the need to own the fellow?
There probably isn’t much to be gained in holding the thing against its will, anyway. Though, as stated, Naoki isn’t very well versed in fairies, she can’t imagine what having a fairy in a cage would do for her. Fairy dust? They use it as a drug over in Gaulidn. But that could also be acquired just by having the guy around, and collecting the excess consensually, she presumes. And Naoki has no need of fairy dust- as a drug at least; from what she has been lead to understand, it isn’t even that excellent of a drug. Perhaps it has other applications.
Hm. Perhaps Kate’s choice in wording wasn’t fully indicative of the situation. Perhaps the fairy hadn’t chosen to accompany Kate, or had even been caught. Though Naoki couldn’t quite picture Kate capturing and forcing another creature to bend to her will, she could certainly see Kate misunderstanding angry twinkling as twinkling of consent. Regardless, Naoki resolves, the little purple thing, if it is, indeed, sentient, won’t be made to do what it wouldn’t like to, as long as she has a say in the matter. Though it would certainly be welcome, if it chooses, by its own free will, to stay. The matter could be resolved once the spritely little thing lands, she supposes.
Accepting the fine box, Naoki is careful not to get any of the wet ink on the bottom onto her hands. She glances first at the door, finds it suitably closed and locked, and then up to the fairy, presumably still whizzing about the room. Finding both to be in states she finds agreeable, she opens the box.
Inside, she finds a dress. A white dress, and a rather pretty one, at that. After setting the box on its side atop a blank sheet of paper, she unceremoniously strips off the unremarkable clothing she had been wearing. Discarding her previous attire, she lifts the dress above her head, and drops it down onto herself. It seems to fit remarkably well, and with only a few shimmies and adjustments, the garment grips her figure in all the right ways. It obviously doesn’t have accommodations for her tail, leading to a bump on her rump where the constrained appendage distends the fabric, but that can be fixed. For now, she holds her tail downwards, the rounded reddish brown tip peeking out under the edging of the dress.
Looking down at the garment, she does a little twirl for the benefit of all observing parties, causing the hem to floof outward before settling back down.
“I like it, it fits well. What do you two think?”
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390 
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 9, 2016 11:55:09 GMT -8
Maelik felt all warm and fuzzy inside, it was truly a nice feeling... but it also made him a little it sick. He needed to sit down and eat something or he was liable to throw up.
Plucking Jun from his shoulder Maelik snapped his fingers and tore Lum's light pants off to replace it with a bathrobe made of icky evil nasty magic. Once he was free from his burdens he wandered over to the kitchen and set the magical automated tools went to work making a breakfast to the demon's standards.
"I have some rudimentary knowledge but I'd best not test it, my source was quite... strange. But I'm sure my Yummy Lummy can do it, she's perfect after all."
Once the food was ready he waddled back in and placed the various plates on the coffee table (with coasters of course) and dished himself some pancakes and bacon, hopefully this would clear that horrid feeling in his gut.
"Oh, dig in if you want some. I made lots." He said whilst plopping himself down on the couch. He seemed to be in surprisingly good spirits all things considered, generally smiling and without a hint of edge to his voice. The only thing that seemed even moderately 'mean' was the way he looked at Jeffery when he noticed that the imp was being coddled by Lum but even that was rather tame.
Even so Jeffery did his best to hide away from the glare, he's seen demons get pasted for less.
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Artemis
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 205
Physical Description: Artemis is a sturdily built woman of medium height, with blonde hair tied back in a professional bun. Clad in a sharp black business suit, with black tie, dress shirt, and gloves, her appearance is utterly unremarkable; save for a single, flawless, purple gem, set on a simple black ribbon, worn choker-style around her throat. Her demeanor is such that she blends seamlessly into the background of any situation when her services are not required.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 6:26:06 GMT -8
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Post by Artemis on Feb 9, 2016 12:03:23 GMT -8
At Kate's knock, Artemis moves from the drawing room, where she had been reading a book, to the doorway into the main office. She lounges in the doorframe throughout the following conversation and gift presentation.
She still remains on alert, as she does at all times when not alone with Naoki in the locked office, but refrains from preparing herself to strike at the twitch of a finger. Kate herself was unlikely to be a threat, she had judged. If there was an ounce of ill intent in her, it was better hidden than that one lost chalice adventurers were constantly (and falsely) claiming they had found. Any danger coming from the silver-haired woman would likely come from some act of forgetfulness, carelessness, or general air-headedness. As such, Artemis keeps an eye out for errant carnivorous plants, or hazards of that sort.
Kate's tiny, winged "gift" prompts a raised eyebrow from the blonde. Naoki was likely to give it whatever freedom it wanted, but hopefully it wanted to stay. The sparkly little things had a way of lifting the spirits of anyone in the room that was matched by few other creatures.
Kate's next gift is even more impressive. The dress is expertly tailored, and fits Naoki like it was made for her. It was unlikely that it was, though, unless Kate had an exceptional memory. While Naoki's body was quite memorable, indeed, determining her measurements from a few trysts would be a remarkable feat. Chalk this one up to a happy accident, then.
Artemis nods appreciatively. "Very nice! It fits like a glove, and I love the lacework."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 9, 2016 12:09:18 GMT -8
Lum nods at Jun's request. Though she only really uses light magic these days, she is skilled in all branches of magic.
"Mal."
She commands, and the demon crow shrinks to the size of a normal crow. Still coddling Jeffery, she takes a seat at the table.
"I get the feeling you will go off on your own as well Jun. I wonder what I should do next? Training has been my only concern for so long. Now I have no plans."
Lum purses her lips, and wonders what to do with herself.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2016 12:15:43 GMT -8
Alden slips into the sun, and up to Maeliks door. Which was ridiculously easy to find, given how he decorated it. He stares at it for a long moment, it is covered in dangerous looking magic. He wonders how he should knock.
"Oh! Duh."
Alden knocks to the side of the door, where there is no magic. He knocks loud to be safe.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 9, 2016 12:33:57 GMT -8
Maelik had a pretty good idea what Lum could do, Naoki's earlier offer about that trip seemed quite appealing right now and the timing was perfect!
"Well Lum... I know you said that dating was off the table until I got this place I wanna share with you, you see-" Then Alden's knocking pounded from the door and assaulted his eardrums.
Now, usually Maelik would have thrown a serious tantrum and stomped over to the door to pound the intruder's face in since the door was apparently not doing its job. But this was the new and improved Maelik, one who was not ruled by his emotions. So instead he bottled up that anger and put on a pleasant face.
"One moment my dear, I'll just see who that is and I'll get right back to you. Please excuse the interruption..." He turned his back and walked down the hallway, his smile evaporating like water on a burner.
This had better be good.
The hinges opened silently, and the doorway opened to reveal the robed demon glaring malevolently down at Alden... Okay maybe he wasn't all better just yet.
"What is it?" he growled, his rumbling voice not sounding too pleased in it's pointed question.
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2016 12:46:34 GMT -8
Alden blinked in surprise, hands reflexively going to his swords. He had expected Maelik to be angry, but not quite this angry. Asking a demon a question about human behavior, now seemed like a stupid idea. Still he was here, might as well try.
"Uh, sorry disturb you Maelik. I just had a question, and I couldn't really think of anyone else to ask. I don't really have any friends besides Moon, and it involves her. So I didn't want to ask her. And... well you are pretty much the only person that I have talked to. Who isn't my boss, a supervisor, or dislikes me, or..."
Alden realizes he is rambling again. It wasn't really a nervous habit, but he did do it a lot. He wondered why.
"Sorry I guess I needed some advice, and couldn't think of anyone else. I guess that was stupid, I'll go."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 9, 2016 12:53:10 GMT -8
Maelik sighed and rubbed his eyes, why was it he always seemed to get the weird ones?
Oh well, since the moment was ruined already he may as well see to it that he was at least helpful.
Another sigh and he raised a hand to stop Alden from leaving and he knelt down on one knee to make things a little less intimidating.
"No no, don't mind me. I'm just a big ol' grump. I suppose that you could have chosen worse people to ask, so what is it Alden? What's your problem?"
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2016 13:00:11 GMT -8
Alden smiles, okay maybe not such a bad idea. He then frowns, he actually has two problems.
"It's actually two questions. One is, I think, not a huge issue. It's just something that's been bugging me. You see my friend Moon, has another friend Kematian. Whenever they talk they both act very nervous, like they are afraid of each other. Yet, she still seems to enjoy his company. Normally she wants whatever makes her nervous go away, so I am just kind confused as to what is going on there."
The first question out of the way, he takes a deep breath.
"My, uh, other question is of a more personal nature. Do you know of a way to tell if something is a dream, or a memory?"
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 9, 2016 20:58:49 GMT -8
Maelik was confident that he could easily answer Alden's queries and send him on his way but after hearing what the man had to say the words got caught in his throat.
"Oh... Uh... Hmm" he stammered, putting a hand to his chin Maelik dug deep into himself for an answer.
"Well, I'm not sure but what you're describing can be a symptom of love, it certainly was the way I felt when I first saw Lum. At first I felt frightened by the strange feelings welling up inside me but that fear soon turned into infatuation... How to explain it..."
The demon took a second to order his thoughts and stared down at the ground with intense concentration.
"Love is complicated... It's the feeling you get when you want the best for someone else and will do anything to see it done. You find yourself wanting to be around them all the time because whenever they're around nothing can ever go wrong... It's so much more than physical attraction, it's a fascination with someone for not just who they are but also who they were and will one day be."
Maelik raised his gaze up to meet Alden's and fixed him with an unblinking stare, his inner fire quenched by a serenity not often witnessed.
"They make you want to be a better person, they're smile makes your day and their sadness tears into your soul... But I digress, she's most likely head over heels for the guy and if he's smart he'll be feeling much the same for her."
Maelik felt a little ill at ease sharing his opinion of love, especially with the object of those feelings so close at hand, but he may as well explain how he saw it clearly.
"As for the second half of your inquiry well... That depends on how vivid these visions are and what they happen to be about. Sometimes dreams are just replays of memories so terrible that the mind represses them from consciousness. However on the flip side nightmarish sights can manifest due to deep seated emotional fears rather than actual events and the mind is simply trying to work them out. You'll have to describe them to me for me to better identify them for you."
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2016 21:34:42 GMT -8
Love? Huh, he knew the word he didn't understand it. Maelik's description though... Maybe he did, it described how he felt about Moon. Except for that part about physical attraction, that phrase meant nothing to him. Did he love Moon? He supposed that didn't matter, apparently she loved Kematian. He could not imagine a situation where what he felt, was more important than what she did.
"Thanks Maelik, I think I understand."
When Maelik got to the second question though Alden frowned. He had really hoped to not have to describe his dream.
"Okay, I can tell you what it's about."
He takes a deep breath.
"First you should know a little bit about my past. I was an assassin, part of a group called the set. Pride described us as criminals for hire. There were seven of us in total: Pride our leader, Envy his second in command, Greed a master thief, Lust an expert spy, Gluttony who did odd jobs, Sloth who was our healer, and me. I was Wrath, an assassin, and one man strike team. Those were all code names, except mine, I had no other name than Wrath. If I had a family, or a life before I was wrath I can't remember. My first memory is of blinding pain, literally, because in my next memory I was blind."
Alden points at his eyes.
"If you look closely you can see the runes, Pride scribed. After my eyes healed my my training began.I was kept on an emotion suppressing drug, it left me with only one emotion, rage. I lived for nothing but the job, because I was incapable of doing anything else. When I was fourteen Pride scribed my body runes. It wasn't as bad as the eye runes but still excruciating. When I was recovering I met Sloth for the first time. Our base was in a remote mountain village, she wasn't technically a part of the team. She was just a skilled local healer. She was kind to me, she talked to me, she taught me what friend ship was, even though at the time I was incapable of understanding."
Alden takes another deep breath, this next part was hard.
"The dreams starts and I am in Sloths recovery bed, she just patched me up. I had been particularly damaged on a mission, and she finally confronted Pride. She had suspicions for years, but never said anything, this time though she couldn't turn a blind eye. Pride realized that she would ruin all his plans, so in revenge he did the cruelest thing he could think of. He ordered me to kill her. I was the reason she could no longer keep silent, and he would show how stupid her concern was. I stabbed Sloth through the heart. I stabbed my friend through the heart."
Alden takes a long shuddering breath.
"She says something to me, I can't hear it but my vision goes red. Pride is saying something ignoring me, he doesn't see it coming when I stab him the back. Envy is surprised she tries to get up, I lunge across the room and smash her head into the stone wall. She moans, I do it again over and over until there is nothing left. Lust, Greed, and Gluttony come in to see what is happening. I kill Lust with a thrown knife. Gluttony comes at me he is a strong man, I am stronger. I break his neck. Greed has run that's not good he needs to die."
Alden's face as he speaks slowly contorts to a mask of rage.
"I walk into the village covered in blood, someone screams. It makes me angry, and they die. More screaming, more death. Men, women, children, infants. The people of the village are hearty, some fight, but I am Wrath. By the time the screaming stops Greed's trail is cold. It doesn't matter he is weak, he has to stop, he has to rest, he has to eat, I can do without all of those for long enough. I catch him, and for delaying my Wrath, I decide to make him beg for death. He does."
Alden finishes his story, and slowly calms himself down. He looks at Maelik hopefully, that he knows the truth is plain in his eyes, but he wants something else.
"Then I woke up. That's my dream. What do you think."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 9, 2016 22:17:30 GMT -8
The demon absorbed Alden's story and analyzed it in it's entirety. Truthfully Maelik didn't find the story to be all that chilling but that was probably just because he's killed people for all sorts of reasons, a few times even for fun.
Judging from Alden's reactions and the tone of his voice Maelik could surmise that those experiences were quite real, although he could also tell that the former assassin was desperately hoping that they weren't.
So it came down to a case of truth or comfort, and normally Maelik would just tell him the truth, memorize his destroyed expression and slam the door in his face. But the demon had enough empathy now to make this into an actual choice.
"Oh... Well there's nothing to fear then, those are nothing but fears trying to haunt you. It's best if you dismiss them and move on with your life, maybe find a girlfriend and sit down for a drink or the like. If you find that the nightmares don't stop then feel free to come on by and I'll do my best to help you through them."
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Alden Marshal
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,420
Age: 30
Physical Description: Alden is 6 even, with shoulder length messy black hair, and several days worth of beard stubble. He is handsome, with a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a perpetual grin that makes him seem younger than he really is. His bright green eyes, constantly sparkle with barely contained mirth. He has the lithe well muscled body of a swordsmen, and he moves with considerable grace and dexterity.
If one where to take more thorough examination of Alden's eyes they may notice a further detail. Around the outside edge of his iris's there's an intricate series of minuscule grey runes.
Alden rarely removes his shirt, but should someone see him with it off, they would find his body to be covered in scar tissue. Starting from just below his neckline, there is very little space that does not sport some relic of a past injury. A particularly observant person may also note that among these scars, some are a bright scarlet. These scarlet scars form an intricate series of runes hiding among the others.
Those of a more magical bent may be able to decipher the runes in his eyes and on his skin. Identifying them as sigils more commonly found on magical items. The most obvious effect of the runes on his body, are increased speed, strength, and durability.
The runes on his eyes give him the ability to detect magical auras and residue, as well as allowing him to see through low level illusions and glamours. They also maintain his vision regardless of the current light level, and even if there is a sudden shift. His eyes are also capable of dropping into the infrared spectrum in complete darkness.
The rune work on his body enhances his natural strength, speed, endurance, durability, and reflexes to almost super human levels. The effects make him a formidable opponent for most magical creatures though only because they are supplemented by exceptional skill.
This means that all though he is almost super human in a straight contest of strength or speed he would most likely loose to most other magically enhanced humanoids such as vampires or were wolves.
Alden's runes also greatly increase his healing rate allowing him to recover from injuries that would normally take a few months for a person to recover from in a few short weeks. Not only do Alden's runes accelerate healing they also enhance it. A normal persons body will repair itself until it is functioning again then stop, thanks to the runes Alden's body will continues to fix itself until it is in near perfect condition. His healing abilities enhance his already prodigious stamina as it repairs muscle damage and lactic build up and it also increases longevity as he does not accumulate long term damage as most people do.
Finally his body runes provide protection from people attempts to find him magically. Detection spells will be obfuscated their readings on his location being off by about 20 meters. Long distance scrying and tracking spells are only able to narrow down his area to somewhere within a mile radius. It should be noted that these protections can be overcome by someone with sufficient power or ingenuity.
His runes cannot be removed unless they are cut off of his body using an appropriate ritual knife and magic. If the runes are disrupted in any other way they will simply grow back in a few weeks time.
The final thing that only someone versed in rune craft and enchanting would be able to tell is this: The process of these runes being carved into his bodies would have been unbelievably painful. A normal person would have been driven insane or to suicide if they had this happen to them. During the carving process un-directed magical energies would begin to take hold and tear apart your soul. The pain this would not cease until the rune pattern was completed. This means the pain caused would be on a spiritual and physical level of incredible magnitude.
Clothes and Equipment: Read this post for equipment update: http://thefantasysandbox.boards.net/post/27933
A re-paired and enchanted grey cloak, leather armor, twin short swords, bag of candy, full water skin, a few days worth of travel rations, enchanted leather boots, and a brace of throwing knives.
Player's online availability : On and off during the day, more active during evenings (EST)
Registered: Oct 30, 2015 14:59:43 GMT -8
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Post by Alden Marshal on Feb 9, 2016 22:51:01 GMT -8
Alden's shoulders sag with relief. Not because he believes Maeliks lie, he already knew the truth. He feels relief because Maelik had had lied to be nice. Maelik had tried to help him. Maelik had tried to be a friend. If even a demon could be a good person, then he still had hope.
"Thanks Maelik, sorry to bother you. I am going to go I have someone to talk to."
With that Alden slips out of the Midnight Sun.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 9, 2016 22:59:04 GMT -8
Lum had watched the whole conversation between the strange young man, and Maelik. Her heart ached for the man, she could sense his pain, and it ran deep. She had thought about speaking up, perhaps offering some guidance. She decided to hold her tongue though, to see how Maelik handled it. She speaks up from behind him, Jeffery still cradled in her arms.
"That was very sweet Maelik. Now I believe you were asking me on a date, before we were interrupted."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 10, 2016 2:01:47 GMT -8
Maelik almost jumped out of his skin when he heard Lum's voice emanate behind him and his face flushed a deep shade of red. How much did she hear?
"O-oh yeah, I guess I was wasn't I?" he kicked the door close and turned to face her, his eyes brightening a shade from red to orange.
"W-w-well there's a v-villa up in the mountains... Naoki had it b-b-built you see and she extended an offer f-for us to go and r-r-relax and g-g-get to know each other. I think th-that she'll be b-bring someone else too so w-w-we won't be entirely alone so no pressure if you don't want to g-get intimate. W-we can just talk and I can p-pamper you."
His foot started to draw little circles on the floor and his blush brightened even more. W-we can go by tomorrow if you'd like... You can even stay here when night comes. I'll cook for you and you can kick back here while I catch up on some business. I p-promise not to get touchy and I'll sleep on the couch when the time comes."
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Feb 10, 2016 5:15:30 GMT -8
Following Artemis' remark, Kate chimed in. "Yeah, It looks fabulous! Oh, but wait." She frowned. "Isn't your tail uncomfortable? I can ask for it to be remodelled, if you like." Kate had no idea how tails worked, but given that everything else Naoki wore was modelled to allow for tail movement, she thought it had to be sort of important. Don't cats use their tails to balance themselves? I kinda want to see her stumbling around awkwardly... No! I must resist! Must resist Cute...
"The tailor said it was enchanted specifically for the one who first layed eyes upon it. She didn't specify what it was, but it's pretty cool, huh?" The dress fit almost too well. Kate felt a little jealous. "Next time we have a date you can wear that and I'll take my green one, whaddya say?" It's the only way I have any chance of looking even remotely as good!
She tilted her head to the bodyguard, smiling apologetically. "Sorry I didn't get you anything, Artemis. I didn't know what you'd like. Although..." Kate's eyes glinted with an idea. "I could give you..." She inched closer to the doorway where Artemis was leaning.
"A hug!" Kate wrapped her arms around the woman and squeezed with all the might her feeble body could muster. It really wasn't much. "Hehe! I'll cuddle the air out of you!" She chuckled.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 10, 2016 7:51:08 GMT -8
Lum finally put Jeffery down. She then walks up to Maelik, and stops crossing her arm. She frowns slightly, and eyes him up and down. After a minutes consideration, she unfolds her arms and beckons, indicating the demon should lower his head. When Maelik does she gently takes the sides of his face, gives him a peck on the cheek, and a radiant smile.
"That sounds lovely, when are we going?"
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