Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244 
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 22:10:46 GMT -8
Andraste lets out a short, soft laugh. "Relaxing. Well, I am an excellent diplomat because of my ability to calm, but men find it...strange, I suppose. I am...glad...that you do not feel the same way." She gives him an odd look at his insistence about her beauty, her eyes sceptical, although her face is turned up into a bemused smile.
"Oh, aren't you the charmer, Vain," she says, her tone slightly sarcastic, although she does allow him to pull her into him. She even leans into it a bit. He was quite warm, and he oozes an aura of...peace. Serenity. Things demons shouldn't make her feel. As she closes her eyes and leans into him, she whispers, "Demons do not get cold."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175 
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 22:16:15 GMT -8
Vain gasps in mock surprise.
"We don't? I had no idea...well, in any case, we certainly like the heat. And you are warm, that's for sure."
He holds her tight for a little while, before leaning in to kiss her cheek. He leans back and gives her an embarrassed look.
"Succubi and incubi don't need food to survive, but we need...other things. If you get my meaning. I'm sorry if this seems too sudden..."
He gives her the unbearably cute, pleading look again.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 22:35:09 GMT -8
Andraste blinks as he plants a kiss upon her cheek, and leans back a bit, looking up at him. "Other things, hmm? I will need some details before I agree to anything of the sort," Andraste responds, like a lawyer negotiating a contract. She grins lightly up at the demon. "Your feigned embarrassment doesn't fool me one bit, Vain...though I do enjoy your efforts. Please, do continue to try," continues the red sorceress, before her eyes begin to wander to the skies again, and she leans in closer to the demon. He might not get cold, but she does, even with her emanating warmth, and so a warm body so close to her own is a welcome boon.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 22:41:50 GMT -8
"Details?"
Vain grins.
"I could give you details if you wanted. Exact, explicit details of everything I could do. I'm sure you wouldn't want to hear all that, though. Let's just say that I'm a demon specifically designed for that sort of thing, and that I've had over a hundred years of experience. And for your first time? I could make you feel better than you've ever imagined possible."
He leans down and kisses her on the mouth this time, holding her for a while before letting go.
"And I have a seven inch tongue."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 22:49:21 GMT -8
Andraste allows the kiss but does not reciprocate. In honesty things are moving a bit fast for her. Especially for her first romantic "relationship" ever. It's time to do the testing she came up here to do. When she pulls back, she asks, her voice soft and quiet and adorable in equal measure, "Hey, demons can fly, right?"
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 22:55:26 GMT -8
"Fly?"
Vain is a little taken aback, but regains his composure quickly.
"I mean, I can...but that requires pulling my wings out...I can do that, if you like."
His shirt morphs, turning dark red with black edges. I'm a blink of an eye, it's no longer a shirt, but a pair of red bat wings wrapped around Vain's body. Once the illusion is dropped, it's almost impossible for the viewer to see how they could have been fooled in the first place. The wings unfold, revealing a 12-foot wingspan. The now shirtless Vain grins at Andraste, grabbing her in his arms and lifting her up with ease. A few heavy wing eats later, and the two are soaring through the air.
"Yeah, I can fly. I forgot how much fun it was, my old master never let me outside!"
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 23:00:59 GMT -8
"Excellent," responds Andraste, before wrenching herself from Vain's arms, plummeting toward the earth almost purposefully, gracefully soaring down through the air. As she falls away from Vain, her heart's pull toward him grows greater and greater, and when she's too far it almost seems like she couldn't possibly live without him. She measures the distance visually the entire way down, counting the metres silently. This effect will be amplified tenfold for Vain, who will feel an insatiable, impossible to resist urge to be close to Andraste. In his incubus mind, this will probably manifest as some form of lust, as most things do.
Although Andraste will be fine if the demon doesn't catch her, she has a feeling he will, and for some reason she really, really, really, really wants him to, her entire being screaming out to close the distance with him, although she resists the urge to reach up toward him and claw at the heavens for his presence. What a strange binding, she thinks.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 23:06:37 GMT -8
"Wait! No! Stop!"
Vain folds his wings in and rockets towards Andraste, a look of panic on his face. Every fiber of his being suddenly needs to be with her, to be holding her tight, to be satisfying her every desire. He grabs her and flaps hard, beating his wings against the air in an effort to stop his descent. he demon gives Andraste a disapproving look.
"Why did you do that? That was foolish. You could have died, and that would have been bad for both of us. What was that for?"
He flaps slowly to the ground, landing lightly on the ridge where they were sitting.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 23:36:50 GMT -8
"A test," states Andraste as she pulls a piece of charcoal and a logbook out from underneath her robes, scrawling down in messy, haphazard script, "critical distance: ten metres" before sliding the objects back into the hidden pockets. "It would appear, my friend," says Andraste, "that if we are separated more than ten metres from one another, the urge for one another's presence becomes overwhelming." Her voice is scholarly then, but it suddenly changes to teasing as she continues, "By the way, did I hear a hint of concern for my safety in your voice? How sweet."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 19, 2015 23:42:47 GMT -8
Vain looks a little miffed upon learning that it was all a test, and is indignant when she teases him.
"Of course! I don't know how strong the binding is. If you die, I might get sucked along to the underworld!"
His voice softens somewhat.
"But yeah...I don't want you to get hurt. Don't want to bruise that pretty face of yours, hmm?"
He puts an arm around her back and swings his foot across, sweeping her legs out from under her. He lowers her slowly to the ground, holding her hand up like a ballroom dancer.
"Come on now, enough with the testing and academic stuff. We're here to relax, and for the privacy..."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 20, 2015 10:20:48 GMT -8
Andraste rolls her eyes again, her smirk played gently across her lips. "Forever the gentleman, Vain. The test was necessary. Would you rather learn our limits after being thrown a world apart by some sort of...transportation interruption or something? This was a controlled environment where I could test the link with minimal danger," responds Andraste. She's not expecting to be literally swept off her feet, and she panics for a moment because of it, letting out a small squeak. She must admit, this demon's presence is...intoxicating, and although his words would not sway her in any other circumstance, she relaxes a bit. "Alright. If you insist, I will cease being scholarly for a bit. It is simply the way I was trained by the Collegium. For ten years I was told to analyse every situation as carefully as I would a meticulously conducted experiment. It is..hard to break such programming. Even for just a moment."
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 20, 2015 10:28:23 GMT -8
Vain licks his lips and folds his wings behind him.
"Well, I know you can do it. You were relaxed earlier, and you can open up like that again. I'll make sure of it."
He pins her down on the ground and kisses her on the forehead, the lips, then the neck. Then he looks up at her, grinning broadly.
"If you want me to continue, just say the word."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 20, 2015 10:35:41 GMT -8
Andraste weighs the benefits and downsides of allowing Vain's pleasure to overtake her in her head. On the one hand, she'd be giving up her virginity to a demon. On the other...it would certainly be a better first time than any other male could give her. Normally, men her age were clumsy and inexperienced and only out for their own pleasure. She does not know from experience, but she has many female friends who insist on talking about such things with her. And, if Vain doesn't measure up, she can always stop it.
After several minutes of pondering, she finally makes her choice. "Continue," she orders with a slight grin. What's the worst that could happen?
[AND THE SCREEN GOES BLACK]
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 20, 2015 10:40:41 GMT -8
...
Vain wakes up, the sun shining brightly on his face. Who knew such a tight-laced mage would be so...aggressive? He looks over to see her, still asleep, and admires her reclining figure for a moment. A quick snap of his fingers, and pants appear on his legs. He glances around at the scenery.
"I should get her some coffee or something...but there's nothing here. And I can't go..."
He sighs at his inability to provide coffee and sits down, watching the clouds and waiting for Andraste to wake up.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 20, 2015 10:49:27 GMT -8
When Vain stirs, Andraste, who still lies upon his chest entirely in the nude, begins to move herself, her eyes opening slowly and sleepily. Her clothing and underclothing lie to the side in a disorganised pile of fabric, and her staff and tome, while in arms reach as usual, are similarly haphazardly thrown aside. It was a very, very long and very, very tiring night, as evidenced by her very mussed up and clearly pulled hair, and the dried sweat that cakes her body in a light film, the musky scent of passion still lingering in the air. It had started off soft and sensual, of course, but as the night progressed and Andraste became more comfortable, it had turned rough and rapid. It was almost midday now and she had only gotten about four hours of actual sleep, and even that was broken in the middle by another bout of rutting. She buries her face further in Vain's chest, not wishing to face the daylight. If things could only stay like this forever...
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 20, 2015 10:52:02 GMT -8
Vain notices her stirring and hugs her close.
"Shh...it's morning now, Andraste. And I haven't stolen your soul. How's that for a surprise?"
He chuckles.
"I've taken...other things, but not your soul. Oh, just a minute..."
He wipes his hand across her lips.
"You had something on your mouth."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 20, 2015 10:58:10 GMT -8
"Morning is awful," responds Andraste, muffled by Vain's chest, before she looks up at him and gives a short, and surprisingly very adorable giggle herself, grinning lightly at him. "That was entirely your fault. And you smudged what little makeup I wear. Shame on you," she teases, before lying her head back down and sighing lightly. "I require a large breakfast this morning," she mutters, although she seems content to stay where she is, closing her eyes and smiling serenely. The necrosis which had before spread to her entire back has somehow receded to her upper left shoulder blade, the rest of her flesh having magically grown back, although it is still quite pink and smooth and tender, as new flesh usually is.
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Vigil
Dedicated
Son of Purge
Roleplay posts: 169
Registered: Aug 28, 2015 11:14:30 GMT -8
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Post by Vigil on Sept 20, 2015 11:00:33 GMT -8
In the pocket of Andraste's clothes, the glow of Vigil's dormant state was pulsing signaling that he would awaken soon. There were quiet whispers like murmuring as one would wake up reluctantly.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 20, 2015 11:03:08 GMT -8
Vain looks invigorated and hyper, but calms himself down for Andraste's sake. Nothing worse than a cheerful person in the morning, after all.
"Well yes, but I did warn you...and you said to go ahead...anyhow, much as I like seeing you without it, you should put your robe back on before you catch a cold."
He strokes her hair, combing it back into place with his fingers.
"We could go get some breakfast in town..."
Suddenly, Andraste's robe twitches, as though something's in her pocket. Vain glances over to where it's lying on the ground.
"What's that? You have something in your robe, Andraste."
The incubus reaches over and pulls out whatever it is moving in the pocket.
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Vigil
Dedicated
Son of Purge
Roleplay posts: 169
Registered: Aug 28, 2015 11:14:30 GMT -8
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Post by Vigil on Sept 20, 2015 11:06:27 GMT -8
It is a small spec of light with particles flowing out of it. The murmurs are becoming louder as the speck gets larger.
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