Ka of Gravlor
Established
Roleplay posts: 35 
Physical Description: Gravlor is a mighty dragon of a light blue, almost white, scale plates. His body naturally formed into an armor like structure. Neon ice blue lines and squares pulse on his wings, and under certain circumstances, all over his form. It has been many years since this Wraith form has revealed itself, more or less, himself to begin with.
414' in length
When standing on hind legs, 340'
Wingspan is 360'
Clothes and Equipment: Gravlor uses pure energy, and lots of it. Where others breathe fire and lightning, Gravlor releases a powerful beam of raw energy. Not to mention it's high defense of his dense scaling and his razor sharp claws and teeth.
Registered: Sept 5, 2015 18:42:21 GMT -8
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Post by Ka of Gravlor on Nov 30, 2015 19:54:15 GMT -8
"Obviously the thing is forming in mid-air. It shouldn't be that heavy to move since it is already floating itself. Bring it towards me. By time you get close enough, I should be able to take it down. You're going to have to throw it at me and fly high. Do not come near me, straight up." Gravlor spoke to Asaph and Fundor through telepathic means.
At that point, Gravlor began preparing. The ground around his form began to sink down in a circle that was exactly double his length and width. Silver energy began sparkle within this circle, soon followed by blue energy mixing in. The more the energy grew, the deeper the ground sunk around Gravlor. This energy was an visual aspect of the force that seemed to be slowly crushing the ground.
Unlike the ground, this force seemed to work on Gravlor in a different manner. His scaling would seem to be fusing, turning into what looked like metal plating and armor. He still carried his same physical structure, only his scaling was different. Some muscles did seem to grow a little, but this was growth would go unnoticed.
Gravlor was placing himself in High Grav Mode, forming a diamond like plate scaling under the High Gravity. The stronger the gravity got, the more his scaling would transfer from a metal strength to a diamond strength. His defense would grow drastically in this mode, but his ability to move fast in this form. He more or less turns himself into a tank; slow moving, highly destructive. Anyone that entered this field around Gravlor would feel this Gravity. The closer they get to Gravlor, the stronger the gravity seems to be.
Once the High Grav Mode was completed, he could move on to the attack phase. Gravlor was going to have to plant himself on the ground under extreme gravity so even he wouldn't blow back from what energy he needed to wipe out the goo. He also need the enemy under the gravity so it couldn't flee quickly once within it.
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Healer Julane Gael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58 
Age: 27
Physical Description: Healer Julane is a tall, slender woman with soft glacial blue inquisitive eyes and long, silky smooth white hair, falling straight down to about halfway down her back, prim and well taken care of. Her eyebrows are almost always slightly furrowed, and her soft pink lips always turned up into a smile, giving her a gentle, kindly face, despite its slender and otherwise sharp features. Her figure is slim and somewhat muted, with a rather unimpressive bust and legs meant less for outdoorsy physical activity and more for long strides across a library. Her fingers are long and slender, like a pianist's, and although they tend to be utilised more for flipping pages and casting spells, she does "dabble" in the citole, as she puts it, though in reality she's a very proficient musician. Her voice is soft, clear, and crisp, wonderfully suited for calming down patients or ordering nurses around without so much as a raised tone.
Clothes and Equipment: ===========================================
Healer Julane is almost always dressed in her white, plain and yet elegant flowing silken robes, the upper half of which is split to show a long tract of flesh down the centre of her torso, the reason behind this stated to be to disarm patients upon the battlefield by showing them that she is unarmed and not an enemy, although it has the side-effect of looking somewhat unnecessarily immodest. The lower half, however, is slightly thicker, the skirt overlapping on itself once in the front, falling down to right below her ankles to cover her booted feet without making her trip over herself.
She almost always wears a storage belt with phials and small satchels hanging off of it, making a musical clinking as she walks along. A small, ornate and yet primitive round charm with two eagle feathers hanging from leather cords is always on her person, usually latched to her belt, and she has been known to risk her own life to retrieve it if lost. No one knows the purpose of the object, but all know it is sacred to her.
Unlike her mentor, Andraste, Julane doesn't carry about a hefty tome full of spells. Instead, she carries about a compact booklet full of all the incantations, evocations, and charms a healer must know in order to be proficient. In addition to this, her staff is made of solid redwood, straight and well-carved with swirling Elven runes etched into its length, the tip widening and spiralling about to caress a large opal the size of a fist, quite an unusual channelling stone to be upon a mage's staff. Its utility is singular: light, defence, and healing spells, and the stone excels at enhancing those magics, but one will find it difficult if not impossible or extremely dangerous to cast offensive, dark, or blood magic spells using the stone. Luckily, it's perfect for Julane. Although she doesn't know it, Healer Julane is also very good at passive magical suggestion, her words seeming to carry a tone of authority no matter how they're spoken, causing those undefended hearts and minds to be drawn to her ideals.
Registered: Sept 27, 2015 19:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Healer Julane Gael on Nov 30, 2015 23:05:29 GMT -8
"Ah...no, but perhaps we should build a fire here, by the side of the river. I think it would be a lovely place to simply sit and chat," says Julane, smiling as her icy fingertips are clasped in Rani's warm hands. With that, she conjures up a thought and small stones come flying from the riverbed, slapping themselves down in a ring about a foot in front of Rani and Jules. A moment later, twigs, sticks, and a big heavy log dance their way over to the ring and set themselves down in an organised pattern. Julane leans in close and snaps a few times, creating sparks between her fingers. Finally, after several minutes of trying to urge the flame into existence, the kindling starts to smoke, and a small fire starts, quickly growing into a fairly large one.
Still, despite the warmth of the flame, it's still a bit cold for Julane. "May I move a bit closer?" she asks, completely innocently, with a gentle smile.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Nov 30, 2015 23:28:59 GMT -8
"Okay, if you say so." Rani agrees to staying by the river to chat. She looks over to see the fire being made, it surprised her. "Wow! You can make thing move like dat? Neat!"
Rani observed as the fire came to life. The fire made the scene feel more comfortable. When Julane asks to come closer Rani would welcome her, "Ya, sure ya can."
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Healer Julane Gael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 27
Physical Description: Healer Julane is a tall, slender woman with soft glacial blue inquisitive eyes and long, silky smooth white hair, falling straight down to about halfway down her back, prim and well taken care of. Her eyebrows are almost always slightly furrowed, and her soft pink lips always turned up into a smile, giving her a gentle, kindly face, despite its slender and otherwise sharp features. Her figure is slim and somewhat muted, with a rather unimpressive bust and legs meant less for outdoorsy physical activity and more for long strides across a library. Her fingers are long and slender, like a pianist's, and although they tend to be utilised more for flipping pages and casting spells, she does "dabble" in the citole, as she puts it, though in reality she's a very proficient musician. Her voice is soft, clear, and crisp, wonderfully suited for calming down patients or ordering nurses around without so much as a raised tone.
Clothes and Equipment: ===========================================
Healer Julane is almost always dressed in her white, plain and yet elegant flowing silken robes, the upper half of which is split to show a long tract of flesh down the centre of her torso, the reason behind this stated to be to disarm patients upon the battlefield by showing them that she is unarmed and not an enemy, although it has the side-effect of looking somewhat unnecessarily immodest. The lower half, however, is slightly thicker, the skirt overlapping on itself once in the front, falling down to right below her ankles to cover her booted feet without making her trip over herself.
She almost always wears a storage belt with phials and small satchels hanging off of it, making a musical clinking as she walks along. A small, ornate and yet primitive round charm with two eagle feathers hanging from leather cords is always on her person, usually latched to her belt, and she has been known to risk her own life to retrieve it if lost. No one knows the purpose of the object, but all know it is sacred to her.
Unlike her mentor, Andraste, Julane doesn't carry about a hefty tome full of spells. Instead, she carries about a compact booklet full of all the incantations, evocations, and charms a healer must know in order to be proficient. In addition to this, her staff is made of solid redwood, straight and well-carved with swirling Elven runes etched into its length, the tip widening and spiralling about to caress a large opal the size of a fist, quite an unusual channelling stone to be upon a mage's staff. Its utility is singular: light, defence, and healing spells, and the stone excels at enhancing those magics, but one will find it difficult if not impossible or extremely dangerous to cast offensive, dark, or blood magic spells using the stone. Luckily, it's perfect for Julane. Although she doesn't know it, Healer Julane is also very good at passive magical suggestion, her words seeming to carry a tone of authority no matter how they're spoken, causing those undefended hearts and minds to be drawn to her ideals.
Registered: Sept 27, 2015 19:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Healer Julane Gael on Nov 30, 2015 23:39:57 GMT -8
Julane nods and scoots in close to Rani, leaning against her and sharing her body warmth. For one with such a warm personality, Julane has a surprisingly cold body, likely due to her slight frame. Rani, however, exudes warmth, and Julane delights in the feeling of being cuddled up close to her. "So, what is your occupation, exactly?" asks the healer.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Nov 30, 2015 23:59:27 GMT -8
"Ooh." Rani feels happy and comfortable being so close to Julane. She felt so cold, she really needed the shared warmth. "Ah, I am a Shaman. Back home I fulfilled the role of a medicine woman and I helped prepare ceremonies. I left my tribe to explore the world and learn how to use my elemental abilities better. I've done a few quests along my journey and when I went through a land called Aaedan, I considered finding a place to stay and get sponsored by a noble house to pay my way, that place wasn't right for me doe."
Rani would also lean on Julane while she told her what it was she did. "Dat gauntlet back at camp, I got that as a reward from a quest. It makes my fire powers stronger."
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Healer Julane Gael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 27
Physical Description: Healer Julane is a tall, slender woman with soft glacial blue inquisitive eyes and long, silky smooth white hair, falling straight down to about halfway down her back, prim and well taken care of. Her eyebrows are almost always slightly furrowed, and her soft pink lips always turned up into a smile, giving her a gentle, kindly face, despite its slender and otherwise sharp features. Her figure is slim and somewhat muted, with a rather unimpressive bust and legs meant less for outdoorsy physical activity and more for long strides across a library. Her fingers are long and slender, like a pianist's, and although they tend to be utilised more for flipping pages and casting spells, she does "dabble" in the citole, as she puts it, though in reality she's a very proficient musician. Her voice is soft, clear, and crisp, wonderfully suited for calming down patients or ordering nurses around without so much as a raised tone.
Clothes and Equipment: ===========================================
Healer Julane is almost always dressed in her white, plain and yet elegant flowing silken robes, the upper half of which is split to show a long tract of flesh down the centre of her torso, the reason behind this stated to be to disarm patients upon the battlefield by showing them that she is unarmed and not an enemy, although it has the side-effect of looking somewhat unnecessarily immodest. The lower half, however, is slightly thicker, the skirt overlapping on itself once in the front, falling down to right below her ankles to cover her booted feet without making her trip over herself.
She almost always wears a storage belt with phials and small satchels hanging off of it, making a musical clinking as she walks along. A small, ornate and yet primitive round charm with two eagle feathers hanging from leather cords is always on her person, usually latched to her belt, and she has been known to risk her own life to retrieve it if lost. No one knows the purpose of the object, but all know it is sacred to her.
Unlike her mentor, Andraste, Julane doesn't carry about a hefty tome full of spells. Instead, she carries about a compact booklet full of all the incantations, evocations, and charms a healer must know in order to be proficient. In addition to this, her staff is made of solid redwood, straight and well-carved with swirling Elven runes etched into its length, the tip widening and spiralling about to caress a large opal the size of a fist, quite an unusual channelling stone to be upon a mage's staff. Its utility is singular: light, defence, and healing spells, and the stone excels at enhancing those magics, but one will find it difficult if not impossible or extremely dangerous to cast offensive, dark, or blood magic spells using the stone. Luckily, it's perfect for Julane. Although she doesn't know it, Healer Julane is also very good at passive magical suggestion, her words seeming to carry a tone of authority no matter how they're spoken, causing those undefended hearts and minds to be drawn to her ideals.
Registered: Sept 27, 2015 19:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Healer Julane Gael on Dec 1, 2015 0:24:21 GMT -8
"Ah, so you were a healer as well. You had told me before that you were a shaman, but I was still unsure as to what that meant. Does that mean you practice the art of light magics as well? I find I have always been excellent at those, but fairly weak in the other schools. This is part of the reason why I am studying under Andraste, so that I may learn more, but it seems I am unsuited for other magical pursuits," says Julane in response, leaning up against Rani as she speaks.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Dec 1, 2015 0:41:48 GMT -8
"Oh, I could explain it betta. It's not light magicks, it's the magic of nature and the elements. I often spend time meditatin' to get attuned ta nature. My powers can range from protective and healing to destructive and devastating, as the elements can be: Dan fire, water, wind and lightning. I try to help keep balance in the world, and I help make peace with da spiritual realm as well." Rani explained what it was to be a Shaman. Looking into the fire, the troll let her head rest over Julane's without noticing and had snuggled a little closer.
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Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Dec 1, 2015 7:32:19 GMT -8
Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui was still concerned Lum'Valia was stumbling around with almost no energy yet still wanting to be in many places at once. "Si mi Kepesk Altiui. I am Storm-Wing, but I've also normally been called as Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui." He reexamined her condition. "Stay here and lay, you're going to only harm yourself further." The less who died, the better. Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui went alert when Fundor Eater of Sheep was awake, but soon realized he was the type to 'forgive and forget' and he relaxed a little. His calmness was quickly interrupted by @lewis charging him until Asaph, Dream Hunter let loose dragon fire onto the beast, halting it. There was no time to waste, he took to the air and followed behind Asaph, Dream Hunter. Telepathically, "Is this going to work?"
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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 Dec 1, 2015 8:56:45 GMT -8
Everything that is happening and everyone that is talking proves to be a little too much for the dragoness. She decided to listen to Jarkoopi and she lays down, or more accurately she falls over.
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Asaph, Dream Hunter
Committed
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: 700
Physical Description: A hybrid Orium and Blue dragon, about 20 meters long, 15 meters standing, and a 20 meter wingspan, mostly blue scales, but with a red underbelly and wings. He is covered in battle scars.
Clothes and Equipment: A gauntlet that gives resistance to the elements, and a ring on one of its horns that enhances its mana pool. An experimental set of armor to help him fight enemy dragons, a more recent addition.
Registered: Oct 25, 2015 11:40:24 GMT -8
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Post by Asaph, Dream Hunter on Dec 1, 2015 9:59:58 GMT -8
Asaph responded telepathically. "Well, I do regard myself as a bit of a tactician, but frankly this is one of the more ridiculous plans I've come up with."
Asaph was starting to feel a little light-headed, and his throat was sore, but he continued to pour fire on the beast.
"Let's make this quick. I have to breath at some point!"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 23, 2024 2:35:34 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 10:04:44 GMT -8
the flesh continues to grow larger, large protrusions reaching out through gaps in the barrier. Large globs of it separate, falling to the ground, and attempting to engulf anything living they can find.
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Asaph, Dream Hunter
Committed
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: 700
Physical Description: A hybrid Orium and Blue dragon, about 20 meters long, 15 meters standing, and a 20 meter wingspan, mostly blue scales, but with a red underbelly and wings. He is covered in battle scars.
Clothes and Equipment: A gauntlet that gives resistance to the elements, and a ring on one of its horns that enhances its mana pool. An experimental set of armor to help him fight enemy dragons, a more recent addition.
Registered: Oct 25, 2015 11:40:24 GMT -8
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Post by Asaph, Dream Hunter on Dec 1, 2015 10:26:19 GMT -8
Asaph is alarmed at how some of the flesh is escaping. "What? This can't be. My flames threaten the creature, and yet bits of it are escaping and aren't being protected by the barrier. How is this possible?"
Asaph thought for a moment as they reached the edge. "The flesh is being produced seemingly out of thin air. Is the barrier actually protecting the source rather than the flesh itself?"
He growled to himself. "No matter, once they leave the sigil both the source and the flesh will be incinerated, and Fundor can eliminate the remaining flesh bits."
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 2, 2015 12:03:08 GMT -8
The huge dragon simply growled as if in confirmation to Asaph's and Gravlor's words as he carried the flesh monster in his claws, the barrier protecting him from its absorption properties for now as his claws sank deeper into the burning dead flesh. Bits of the flesh were freely falling off the monster at this point and landing on the ground, but he continued on anyway. The fire Asaph blew on the creature also served to burn away at the flesh so it would not grow as fast.
Fundor would soon reach the edge of the spell Lum'valia had cast upon the land, near where Gravlor stood as he charged his attack. With a great roar Fundor would heave the mass of dead flesh outside the barrier, sending the bur ing dead flesh hurtling through the air. Fundor was not able to turn around as fast as he wanted however, and in the brief moment he had left the circle of holy magic the flesh that still clung to his claws ate away at his flesh for a few moments before he returned back into the field of protection. Growling in pain and exertion Fundor sent a telepathic message to Asaph who was nearby,
"Quick, fly away, this blast will be as powerful as the last that dragon unleashed if I fail."
Fundor himself would land somewhat near where Lewis would land outside the holy spell where he would begin to cast his own spell, although since there was no natural heat he would have to draw much of the energy from his own reserves,
"Lahspaan Kopiraak Kaag."
Once the ward was cast it would surround Lewis, allowing attacks from outside to penetrate but not allowing anything from within to escape. Now Fundor prepared himself, the ward would was designed to draw as much power as it needed from its caster to sustain it, this could turn out to be a very costly spell, which was why Fundor had landed before he cast it, unlike some of the more foolish younglings who cast spells without much thought for their own capacities, while flying in the air to boot. He had seen his fair share of dragons die not from overexertion, but the fall that followed as they lost consciousness in mid air.
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Healer Julane Gael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 27
Physical Description: Healer Julane is a tall, slender woman with soft glacial blue inquisitive eyes and long, silky smooth white hair, falling straight down to about halfway down her back, prim and well taken care of. Her eyebrows are almost always slightly furrowed, and her soft pink lips always turned up into a smile, giving her a gentle, kindly face, despite its slender and otherwise sharp features. Her figure is slim and somewhat muted, with a rather unimpressive bust and legs meant less for outdoorsy physical activity and more for long strides across a library. Her fingers are long and slender, like a pianist's, and although they tend to be utilised more for flipping pages and casting spells, she does "dabble" in the citole, as she puts it, though in reality she's a very proficient musician. Her voice is soft, clear, and crisp, wonderfully suited for calming down patients or ordering nurses around without so much as a raised tone.
Clothes and Equipment: ===========================================
Healer Julane is almost always dressed in her white, plain and yet elegant flowing silken robes, the upper half of which is split to show a long tract of flesh down the centre of her torso, the reason behind this stated to be to disarm patients upon the battlefield by showing them that she is unarmed and not an enemy, although it has the side-effect of looking somewhat unnecessarily immodest. The lower half, however, is slightly thicker, the skirt overlapping on itself once in the front, falling down to right below her ankles to cover her booted feet without making her trip over herself.
She almost always wears a storage belt with phials and small satchels hanging off of it, making a musical clinking as she walks along. A small, ornate and yet primitive round charm with two eagle feathers hanging from leather cords is always on her person, usually latched to her belt, and she has been known to risk her own life to retrieve it if lost. No one knows the purpose of the object, but all know it is sacred to her.
Unlike her mentor, Andraste, Julane doesn't carry about a hefty tome full of spells. Instead, she carries about a compact booklet full of all the incantations, evocations, and charms a healer must know in order to be proficient. In addition to this, her staff is made of solid redwood, straight and well-carved with swirling Elven runes etched into its length, the tip widening and spiralling about to caress a large opal the size of a fist, quite an unusual channelling stone to be upon a mage's staff. Its utility is singular: light, defence, and healing spells, and the stone excels at enhancing those magics, but one will find it difficult if not impossible or extremely dangerous to cast offensive, dark, or blood magic spells using the stone. Luckily, it's perfect for Julane. Although she doesn't know it, Healer Julane is also very good at passive magical suggestion, her words seeming to carry a tone of authority no matter how they're spoken, causing those undefended hearts and minds to be drawn to her ideals.
Registered: Sept 27, 2015 19:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Healer Julane Gael on Dec 5, 2015 20:32:31 GMT -8
"Hrm. Interesting. So you use the innate magical forces that are all around us to heal people? I prefer to manipulate the thread of life within a person, simultaneously tapping into the healing energies of light and peace within the cosmic realm to heal damage," responds Julane, gesturing with her hands as she speaks. As she gets absorbed in what she's talking about, her head has somehow found a resting place upon Rani's own as well. "Because I have devoted so much of my life to studying life, and the cosmic plane and its healing magics, however, I cannot seem to get the hang of offensive magics. Andraste has been desperately trying to teach me pyromancy for almost a year now, but still all I can manage is a small flame. I suppose I am simply not suited to do damage, only to heal it. Perhaps it is for the best."
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Dec 5, 2015 21:14:03 GMT -8
"More or less." Rani answers about what she hypothesizes about her powers of healing. "It is good to go with what you know, you may be more suited for defensive and healing magicks as you say. Heehee, I remember on da island of Darastrix when I tried to make a fire for the first time using my gauntlet. It created a blast of molten fire and made an explosion! My hand was burnt from that but it was all good. This came to be useful another time when I had to protect my friends from monstahs dat were surrounding us, I couldn't kill many at a time."
"Hmmhmmhmm, it seems your healing may be betta than mine, and my destructive magic is betta than yours." Rani concludes and notices now how close they had gotten to each other. "Oh, I hadn't noticed we are so close together. It's certainly much warmer though."
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Healer Julane Gael
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 27
Physical Description: Healer Julane is a tall, slender woman with soft glacial blue inquisitive eyes and long, silky smooth white hair, falling straight down to about halfway down her back, prim and well taken care of. Her eyebrows are almost always slightly furrowed, and her soft pink lips always turned up into a smile, giving her a gentle, kindly face, despite its slender and otherwise sharp features. Her figure is slim and somewhat muted, with a rather unimpressive bust and legs meant less for outdoorsy physical activity and more for long strides across a library. Her fingers are long and slender, like a pianist's, and although they tend to be utilised more for flipping pages and casting spells, she does "dabble" in the citole, as she puts it, though in reality she's a very proficient musician. Her voice is soft, clear, and crisp, wonderfully suited for calming down patients or ordering nurses around without so much as a raised tone.
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Healer Julane is almost always dressed in her white, plain and yet elegant flowing silken robes, the upper half of which is split to show a long tract of flesh down the centre of her torso, the reason behind this stated to be to disarm patients upon the battlefield by showing them that she is unarmed and not an enemy, although it has the side-effect of looking somewhat unnecessarily immodest. The lower half, however, is slightly thicker, the skirt overlapping on itself once in the front, falling down to right below her ankles to cover her booted feet without making her trip over herself.
She almost always wears a storage belt with phials and small satchels hanging off of it, making a musical clinking as she walks along. A small, ornate and yet primitive round charm with two eagle feathers hanging from leather cords is always on her person, usually latched to her belt, and she has been known to risk her own life to retrieve it if lost. No one knows the purpose of the object, but all know it is sacred to her.
Unlike her mentor, Andraste, Julane doesn't carry about a hefty tome full of spells. Instead, she carries about a compact booklet full of all the incantations, evocations, and charms a healer must know in order to be proficient. In addition to this, her staff is made of solid redwood, straight and well-carved with swirling Elven runes etched into its length, the tip widening and spiralling about to caress a large opal the size of a fist, quite an unusual channelling stone to be upon a mage's staff. Its utility is singular: light, defence, and healing spells, and the stone excels at enhancing those magics, but one will find it difficult if not impossible or extremely dangerous to cast offensive, dark, or blood magic spells using the stone. Luckily, it's perfect for Julane. Although she doesn't know it, Healer Julane is also very good at passive magical suggestion, her words seeming to carry a tone of authority no matter how they're spoken, causing those undefended hearts and minds to be drawn to her ideals.
Registered: Sept 27, 2015 19:17:19 GMT -8
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Post by Healer Julane Gael on Dec 5, 2015 21:21:13 GMT -8
Julane chuckles softly and nods. "Indeed, most first experiences with unfamiliar schools of magic do tend to end with such results, especially when one uses an enhancing artefact," responds Julane. "Indeed, our closeness is a boon on cold nights such as this. If it were just the flame warming us, I fear it would not be enough!"
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Ka of Gravlor
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Physical Description: Gravlor is a mighty dragon of a light blue, almost white, scale plates. His body naturally formed into an armor like structure. Neon ice blue lines and squares pulse on his wings, and under certain circumstances, all over his form. It has been many years since this Wraith form has revealed itself, more or less, himself to begin with.
414' in length
When standing on hind legs, 340'
Wingspan is 360'
Clothes and Equipment: Gravlor uses pure energy, and lots of it. Where others breathe fire and lightning, Gravlor releases a powerful beam of raw energy. Not to mention it's high defense of his dense scaling and his razor sharp claws and teeth.
Registered: Sept 5, 2015 18:42:21 GMT -8
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Post by Ka of Gravlor on Dec 6, 2015 18:59:06 GMT -8
Gravlor decides to finally release his blast on the blob. It was a super massive go fuck yourself blast that wrecked everything in it's path.
The end.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Dec 6, 2015 23:18:39 GMT -8
"Ya... It's nice." Rani sighs, staring into the fire. She hadn't been this close to someone since... since she was a child, sitting with her father. The troll sniffles, "Dis reminds me of many years ago. We was havin' a celebration, a big bonfire and there was music and dancing. Da warriors had won a big fight against our enemies, everybody was proud. My fatha was holding me close, fixin' ma hair up. The next day was gonna be a anotha battle, and he told me to be good while he was gone..."
Rani's hands clinched and a tear dropped down from her face. She sniffles again and her voice cracks. "I neva saw him again."
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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 Dec 7, 2015 15:30:39 GMT -8
Lum'Valia returns to the farmlands a few hours later the power of her sigil is beginning to fade and it appears as though the battle is long over. She lands within the its borders and wanders if any of the other dragons are still around. She is still weary so she decides to take a few moments to rest and recuperate before moving on again.
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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 Dec 9, 2015 13:07:59 GMT -8
After spending a few hours resting in the sigil Lum'Valia is fully recovered. Stretching out her wings she sighs as the last vestiges of the sigils power fades and the farmlands return to normal. None of the dragons she had fought alongside were apparently present so she decides to move on. Now in control of her full faculties she does want to have a proper conversation with them. With that decided she takes to the sky and begins to make ever widing circles searching for any hint of the others. It is not long before she spots a likely location for where to go next.
<Exits farmlands.>
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