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 25, 2016 2:53:15 GMT -8
Madame Naoki listens, and nods.
“Alright, that’s a bit better. I’m not opposed to lending my aid to assist individuals who are being tortured. However, before I can do so, I need to know more about who I’d be rescuing them from. You say, ‘The Dungeons of Goraia’. I haven’t heard of these. I pride myself on knowing all there is to know regarding the locations of this world, and the events that transpire within it, but yet, I know not of Goraia. The only information I have relating to the name are some vague and unreliable rumors, that state that the sovereign nation of Medan is no more, and that an entity that refers to itself as Goraia stands in its place. Can you confirm these rumors? I dispatched scouts to verify them yesterday, but they haven’t reached the border yet.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2016 3:02:30 GMT -8
"I know of a powerful one, yes, but I think him no more than a ju-" He jumped back to topic. "He can be confirmed, as well as three borders to cross to get to these, 'dungeons.' I know nothing of them either, I was simply told to find them. The nation's borders our caravan was easily slipping by, so from there, we were informed of them being rejected by the second border. I have a feeling my paws can climb those walls with ease, at nighttime, at least." He stated, looking back up to Madame Naoki from his hand. "I cannot say I know much more of this place: Three checkpoints to cross and a dungeon somewhere within the castle." He stated, waiting for a response now with head lowered in patience.
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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 25, 2016 4:35:06 GMT -8
At Aithen’s words, Naoki’s eyebrows elevate, threatening to disappear into her hairline. He intends to confirm that the nation of Medan is no more, and a new regime has been established in its place, and is apparently torturing young women. She leans back in her chair, and exhales. This is big news, if it’s true. Medan was always a big trade partner, and generally pretty friendly, as far as nations go. They were always a somewhat comforting thing to have down there to the south, Isra could take some small comfort in the fact that Medan meant them no ill, and would continue to sit down there and get razed by dragons quietly. But new regimes are bad news. Who knows who they are, what they think, or what they want? Naoki does a brief mental inventory of her combined forces and components in Medan. She comes up with nothing. Not a single informant or observational establishment anywhere in the whole country. She hadn’t needed any! Medan kept in touch, and informed Isra about things, the monthly dragon attacks, mostly. By piecing together information retroactively, Reese had discovered that Lum'Valia once played a role in the recovery after one of their attacks, and a few of her employees once lived there, but Naoki finds herself without any active agents in the country. That would have to change. High up on ‘Naoki’s List of Things I Don’t Like’ is not knowing about things. Especially potentially threatening sorts of things. But first, she should probably answer Aithen. Still reclined in her chair in deep thought, she does, “I see. I have one individual who comes to mind, is capable of covert operations, and partially available. I will contact them, and see if they will help you with this rescue operation.” “However, please understand this. I cannot take direct or large scale action without first informing, and obtaining the consent of the Isranian government. I could, at a moment’s notice, march an army over there, and lay siege to this castle you’re referring to. But I am unwilling to, without first obtaining more information, and conferring with The Assembly. If I march an army over there blindly, I will know not what forces I face, or indeed, even if they are foes. It could be that your information doesn’t include the whole picture, and the Medanese are torturing a criminal, or perhaps a private organization is doing the torturing, unaffiliated with any government. I am willing to quietly take covert action, but not in anyone’s name. This is an independent operation, that I am not officially aware of or related to. Do you understand?” |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2016 4:48:44 GMT -8
"Of course." He nodded in compliance, listening with perked up ears. "I do not believe Medan directly is affiliated with this.. un-right, form of action, but I do believe they are allowing it to happen." He listened again in his head, replaying what she said, about the other helping him on his mission. "About that... aiding me part." He spoke up, clearing his throat as he licked his maw once more. "I believe our other shall come soon." He stated with a bit of worry hidden in his voice. "Zash'Neck of Falkreath, who's currently within Goraia's borders as we speak, will aid yo-"The door began to scratch and be pounded on ligthly. Confused, Aithen marched to the door, attempting to open it before realizing the locks were there. He looked to Madame Naoki, stating "Forgive me, one moment." Before unlocking the door. That was his original plan, however. He ended up dropping his paw a hundred times on the locks, not capable of unlocking them. Before he ripped off the door to let whoever came in, Madame Naoki would've aided him in the small, difficult matter. And then a squeaking, mongrel noise was emitted and came up the stairs a strange, bat-like creature, no larger than a foot.  Looking with wide eyes, Aithen witnessed the small gargoyle hobble over nearby him, soon turning his head to Madame Naoki, hissing loudly and spreading his wings. At this point in time, the second figure would've stumbled forward, muttering angrily as he smacked the thing on its head with the scroll, about to hand it up to Aithen before the gargoyle hissed at him. Muttering another, eventually barking out at the gargoyle, the goblin continued to smack it a couple more times before it hissed again and scurried down the stairs, a small nod to Aithen before wiping his nose with his forearm, bowing with a nod of his head towards Madame Naoki, his hat falling a bit on his head before continuing his grumble-talk down the stairs. Lifting the letter to his eyes, he soon handed it to Madame Naoki. "It appears they have changed course, this asset is now within a place known as, 'The Shadow District'." He growled under his throat, standing tall as he asked another question. He knew it was Zash'Neck who wrote the letter, black ink hidden to actually be the disgusting orc's salivation, simply thick enough to use as writing. Nearly could smell it as well. "Who shall I send for audience? He who wishes this action be done? Or he who controls the tribe?" He asked, eyes narrowed down to Madame's with curiosity.
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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 25, 2016 5:19:21 GMT -8
Naoki watches as the gargoyle delivers its message, and silently reflects on how exceptionally... clean her preferred method of communication is.
“I suggest, if it is appropriate to do so, you send for the one who knows firsthand of the events transpiring. In speaking at The Assembly, it would be most beneficial to have with me whoever can say ‘I saw these things’, and then detail them for everyone. I know not of the tribe structure, or if it would be appropriate for you to do such a thing, but that individual would be most useful in convincing the ministry to take action.”
“In the meantime, I will send for my agent, and order surveillance of the lands of Medan. At the very least, I can send some griffon riders to see what sort of flag they’re flying, and see what they tell traders approaching the border. You are welcome to remain here, settle yourself in a room at the Inn, or leave to do whatever else it is you need to do- though I would appreciate it if you would stick around to introduce me to whoever is coming. I know nothing of orcish custom or courtesy, and would like to avoid unintentionally offending your friends.”
As she states. Naoki proceeds to issue a series of orders, departing the room into deep concentration to make a great number of communications utilizing her earring, which glows furiously as she does so.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2016 5:48:53 GMT -8
"Then it shall be so, he is already on his way." He stated, looking to the ground as he heard her second request, for him to stay here, and wait for the other to come. Her stand was logical: No customs met to her knowledge of the Stone Orcs. "I advise you should tell him to look out for the Snake known as Zash'Neck, he likes his forests, so if there are any nearby, he'll be waiting." He spat out the orc's name, obviously offended by such an orc.
Purring in annoyance, the Lionkin spoke up once more. "Then by authority rules, I shall remain here, thank you for your hospitality." He blessed her in advance, soon heading down to the bar section once more as he waited for someone to come through the tavern door, already knowing he was expected, he should come soon.
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Raulio Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 68 
Age: 28
Clothes and Equipment: A white jacket and pants, a tool kit, a lyre, a notebook and pencil, and a pouch of coffee and green tea candy
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 19:52:13 GMT -8
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Post by Raulio Fletcher on Feb 25, 2016 18:57:40 GMT -8
Raulio grinned. "Tomorrow afternoon. I need more time to rest. I'll let Naoki know I plan to cash in my vacation days. Then I believe I shall purchase a musical instrument to begin my new adventure with."
He gobbles up his food. "Ah, delicious." He takes a single droplet of some soup and places it in front of his beetle friend, who proceeds to drink it.
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Feb 25, 2016 19:32:21 GMT -8
"Wonderful! Tomorrow sounds great." Megan finishes her plate of food and sits back, "I wonder where we could get you an instrument?"
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Raulio Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 68
Age: 28
Clothes and Equipment: A white jacket and pants, a tool kit, a lyre, a notebook and pencil, and a pouch of coffee and green tea candy
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 19:52:13 GMT -8
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Post by Raulio Fletcher on Feb 26, 2016 0:53:16 GMT -8
Raulio thought for a moment. "I have no idea."
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Feb 26, 2016 1:15:33 GMT -8
"Well, we'll just have to look tomorrow!" Megan gets up and stretches, arching her back. "Goodnight, Raulio."
And with that, Megan headed to her room, leaving Raulio alone to make his arrangements with Naoki and pack his things for tomorrow.
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Hiyama
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 16
Physical Description: A young man with an ordinary frame, still in his adolescence.
Clothes and Equipment: Red kimono, white obi, black hakama, and zori sandles. Is often seen wearing a crude, thick straw cloak.
Player's online availability : Depends on the story I'm in.
Registered: May 12, 2015 22:23:57 GMT -8
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Post by Hiyama on Feb 27, 2016 0:16:34 GMT -8
The young man entered the establishment, clad in a straw cloak and worn zori sandles. He sat where there was seating.
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Feb 27, 2016 17:19:28 GMT -8
A serving girl appears by the table shortly after Hiyama is seated. She performs a delicate curtsy, deftly balancing the tray of empty glasses in her right hand. "Good evening, sir! How may I serve you?"
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Feb 28, 2016 17:19:39 GMT -8
Shortly before reaching The Midnight Sun, Alden and Cynder had abandoned the wagon, leaving Takhana to cover the last stretch of distance between herself and the establishment. Upon arrival, she reined Irabelle to a halt, and carefully clambered down from the wagon seat, leaving the small window there open so that Jean-Claude could go safely in and out. Making sure that all the other windows and the door were securely closed and locked, she started toward the building, feeling her way carefully along.
Opening the door, she found herself swamped with a great deluge of magical and energistic signatures. Perhaps she should've expected that, given Alden's nature. Regardless, seeing the energy forms where people were seated and walking made it easier for her to navigate her way to a vacant table, where she took a seat. She would just.. wait there for Alden and Cynder. Likely that was the only way to move forward with offering her services to this place. Although given that it was apparently some kind of.. tavern or inn, she was wondering how, precisely, she could be of use to such an establishment. Alden didn't seem like the barkeeper or server type. "Hmm... Curious, indeed."
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Hiyama
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 16
Physical Description: A young man with an ordinary frame, still in his adolescence.
Clothes and Equipment: Red kimono, white obi, black hakama, and zori sandles. Is often seen wearing a crude, thick straw cloak.
Player's online availability : Depends on the story I'm in.
Registered: May 12, 2015 22:23:57 GMT -8
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Post by Hiyama on Feb 28, 2016 17:27:45 GMT -8
A serving girl appears by the table shortly after Hiyama is seated. She performs a delicate curtsy, deftly balancing the tray of empty glasses in her right hand. "Good evening, sir! How may I serve you?" "Do you serve tea, here? Just looking for a little pick-me-up. Where.. am I?" |
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Feb 28, 2016 18:53:35 GMT -8
"Of course, sir. I'll get that right in for you. You're in the Midnight Sun, the best entertainment establishment in the city of Isra." She answers his odd inquiry with barely a pause. Strange things are the norm, not the exception, here at the Sun, and the wait staff are accustomed to such occurrences, although this particular waitress hasn't encountered one of the legendary "has no idea where they are" customers before.
Assuming he has no further questions, she trips off to the kitchen. A few minutes later, she returns with a small ceramic cup and a pot of an aromatic black tea.
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Feb 28, 2016 18:58:26 GMT -8
A serving girl with slightly pointed ears makes her way to Takhana's table, and performs a curtsy. "Welcome to the Midnight Sun, madame. How may I serve you?"
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Takhana Veil
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 68
Physical Description: Takhana is an undeniably memorable figure. At a full 6' in height, she is graceful and willowy, with a woman's full figure. She has skin that is a dark greyish color, lightly tinted with silver that very nearly sparkles when the light hits it at certain angles. She has the beautifully formed, delicate features, pointed ears, and inherently graceful movements that identify her as one of the Elven folk.Her hair is long, naturally falling to her hips in straight lengths, and is a shining white threaded with silver, although she normally wears it pinned up elaborately with a set of wooden hair sticks that bear jingling silver charms. She has no eyes, and instead wears a blindfold of soft black leather that criss-crosses her empty eye sockets, for the benefit of the others. Tattooed upon her brow and her back are two strange crests, their origin mysterious.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, she wears an elaborate dress of black leather that both reveals her body and conceals it, adorned with straps and seemingly random silver buckles. This is paired with a set of leather-and-metal boots with pointed toes that come to her knees, enhancing the shape of her mostly-visible legs. Aside from her blindfold and ornamental hair sticks, she has a number of accessories that she habitually wears, such as a large pair of silver hoop earrings and numerous silver rings on each hand - one of which, a silvery band set with a violet stone, she wears on her right hand's index finger: This is her official communications accessory for The Midnight Sun, her employer. The enchanted gem is socketed so that it touches her skin at all times, thus allowing her constant access to the telepathic communications network shared by all employees of TMS, simply by virtue of being in uninterrupted physical contact. She uses no weapons, being a peaceable individual.. not to mention the whole blindness thing. She also has a white-and-black, stocky mare named Irabelle, and a fluffy long-haired cat named Jean-Claude.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 12, 2016 21:50:28 GMT -8
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Post by Takhana Veil on Feb 29, 2016 2:50:27 GMT -8
'Seeing' the approaching energy of the serving girl, Takhana turned her head to greet the server, and offered a smile as she replied. "No service necessary, but thank you. I'm simply awaiting the return of my companion. He's an employee of this place, I do believe - Alden? Is it acceptable for me to wait for him here? I wouldn't want to be in the way." Especially since an Elf, sitting alone at the table, not partaking of the services, might be considered a nuisance. If it was going to be an issue, she would just return outside, and wait for Alden and Cynder there.
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Feb 29, 2016 12:26:01 GMT -8
"That's perfectly fine, ma'am. Please enjoy your time here, and ask one of the staff if you require anything." The girl curtsies again, before scampering off to the next table.
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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 Mar 1, 2016 12:26:35 GMT -8
Alden with Cynder, and his newly acquired Ogre in tow returns to the Midnight Sun. He locates Takhana and moves the party to her table. Today had been weird so far, and it was probably going to get weirder. Weird was good though, weird was new, he liked weird. He helps Cynder take her seat, and indicates that Maggy should sit on the ground. "Sorry Maggy, I don't think the chairs can support you. I am going to talk to my boss real quick. Then we will figure out what is next." Alden places two fingers on his coat clasp. "Empress Naoki, it's Alden I am in the bar. I am ready to talk, but I have three people with me. How would you like to do this, should I come up to your office alone? Bring everyone with me? Or would you like to come down here?" |
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Registered: Nov 22, 2024 16:26:27 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2016 12:41:36 GMT -8
The first thing that annoyed Mag'Thok was his horn protruding farther from his head upwards getting stuck in the doorway after his face slammed against it. "This tent is strong!!" He roared out, trying to bed it, hearing a crack and deciding it was best not to try and add an addition to the door frame. As Alden spoke, he growled aloud, responding with, "Maggy? Who is Maggy!? Mag'Thok only see Mag'Thok!" He growled in annoyance, looking around. "Maggy!" He was now causing a scene for a moment, until he stared at Alden for a while in confusion. As he remained sitting there in telepathic conversation, the ogre burped for a long duration, at least three seconds before he stopped, looking around him to see all the succulent, meaty, fat people around him. Such thoughts made him salivate and lick his lips as he waited for orders, hopefully to eat one.
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