Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 16, 2015 15:33:08 GMT -8
If Roy had blood running through his veins, he would have turned red when she leaned in to whisper in his ear. As it is, he still enjoys the feeling of her breath on his ear. Gah, has it been that long? Yes, it has. The last time a woman touched him was a couple of weeks ago, and she turned him into a vampire. And his only girlfriend before that left him for an elf. After a few moments, her actual words register. Huh, just like Skarlet. Weird.
"That's fine, I can teach you, I guess. I've actually taught someone else how to read before, and she turned out alright."
He nods enthusiastically.
"Yeah, that's right. I could show you. By the way, where are you planning on staying? The Drunken Horseman's a nice inn, but I need to find a cheaper one. Also a job."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61 
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 16, 2015 15:56:59 GMT -8
Wild noticed Roy's face expression and body language as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. Was it the stench from her hair? She knew she hadn't bathed in a long time and that her hair and clothes were still dirty from the long journey in the rain. Only the places where the raindrops had hit her skin revealed that her skin was lighter than the mud covering the rest of her body. But sadly there was little she could do with that when she was homeless and didn't even have access to hot water. Bathing outdoors in weather like this would be regular suicide. She was surprised that he didn't faint from the stench.
She smiled when Roy offered to teach her how to read and write, telling that others he had taught turned out alright. Perhaps there was hope for her yet...
"You will?" she beamed, her dark eyes beaming with joy - the first she had showed in a very long time. "Thank you so much. You do so much for me, and I don't know what I can do for you in return... It is not fair that you only give without getting anything back..."
She pondered for a moment wondering what favor she could do for him in return. Did she have anything she could give him? The clothes on her body were mainly filthy rags, and wouldn't fit him even if they had been clean. She was quite certain that he would look cute in her white formal dress, but he didn't look like a guy to dress up in girls' clothes. Her face lit up in a smile when she thought of the old leather tome. She knew she could not give it away, as her parents had repeatedly told her this book never must leave the family - but they had not forbidden her to let others read it in her presence...
"I know," she said and looked up at him with a beaming face. "Every time you give me a lesson in reading and writing I will let you read the Tome in my bag for a while. My parents said it must never leave our family, but I don't see anyting wrong with letting you read in it when you are with me."
She shrugged when he asked where she was going to stay when she was here in the city. "I don't have any money," she said. "So I haven't any plans for where to stay yet. Somewhere cheap would do. And like you I also need to get a job before I can find a place to stay..."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 16, 2015 16:10:49 GMT -8
Roy perks up when she mentions the book.
"Really? Wow, that'd be great! I'd love to read through that, see what I can learn or decipher..."
He thinks for a moment.
"Hmm, you need a job too? Well I can probably get a job doing minor enchantments...but what about you? What sort of skills do you have? And you should stay at the Drunken Horsemen, at least for a little while. It's clean, and they have baths...er, not that you need one or anything."
He shuffles his feet uncomfortably.
"So, uh...you wanna go get a drink or something?"
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 16, 2015 16:36:11 GMT -8
Wild smiled when Roy seemed to appreciate the one thing she could offer in return for his kindness. Even if she could not give away the book, there was no rules against letting others read it in her presence.
"I think it is a fair deal," she said. "My people do not like to accept help from others without giving anything in return. Since you took the time to heal my wounds I think it is only fair that you get to read my book in our study lessons together. If you find out what the book says, will you let me know too? I am dying to know why my parents spent so much time with this book..."
She smiled when she heard of his plans for getting a job doing minor enchantments. It would be a job very fitting for him. She lowered her head when he asked what sort of skills she had.
"I am good at repairing things that are broken," she said. "I am also good at picking locks, and I am a strong and solid archer. You notice the color of my eyes? I have an excellent night vision, though I have to admit I get a headache if I go out in strong and bright sunlight."
She couldn't bring herself to tell of her past as a thief and catburglar. Those days were over now. She wanted a new start, and she had to let go of her past. She hoped she could find good, honest work in this town, and she had a few ideas of where to start.
"On my way here I heard someone mentioning that a certain Ildesias is in need of an assistant," she said. "I think I heard the word Citadel too. You wouldn't happen to know this Ildesias, or at least the way to the Citadel?"
She listened as he spoke of the Drunken Horsemen, grinning broadly when he claimed she didn't need a bath when his body language claimed the opposite. "That must be the biggest lie anyone has told me," she laughed. "Even I can smell that I need a bath, so don't be afraid to admit to it. I think I will take care of that at the Drunken Horsemen before I go asking this Ildesias person for a job. Might increase my chances of actually getting said job."
Her eyes twinkled with humor and suppressed mirth, and she patted his arm in a friendly manner. "After my bath, I would love to have something to eat and drink."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 16, 2015 16:43:04 GMT -8
Roy chuckles.
"I know all about troubles with bright sunlight..."
His eyes widen when she mentions the citadel.
"The citadel? That's all the way in the Free City! My uncle Renalt lives there! You know, the one who makes candy. You should try to find a job here."
He nods absently.
"And yeah, we can eat at the Drunken Horseman. It's a nice place. Good food."
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 16, 2015 16:57:27 GMT -8
Wild's dark orbs rested on Roy as he assured her that he knew all about troubles with sunlight. "Do you get a headache when you are in bright sunlight too?" she asked. "Sometimes, when the light is very bright I almost feel blinded. I prefer to go outside on cloudy days or after sunset."
She listened when he spoke of a place called the Free City. She had never been there before, and was glad Roy seemed to know the place. It turned out his uncle, the generous man with the candy, lived there. If he was as kind and generous as Roy he could be a nice aquaintance, quite useful for a complete stranger in a new place.
She smiled when he said they could eat at the Drunken Horseman and that the food was good there. Her stomach cheered by the news, and she was quite certain that this was what she needed. But she first needed to get a bath, and she was quite certain that the innkeeper would let her borrow a bathroom rather than dragging her stinking self into the clean dinning room to eat. "Excellent," she said with a smile. "It is settled then. Do we want to go there right away, or do you have any unfinished business here before we leave?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 16, 2015 17:09:38 GMT -8
Roy shakes his head.
"When I go out in sunlight, well...I burn. Like, my skin will catch fire and I'll die if I'm out there for too long. Hence the parasol. Oh, here."
He steps closer to cover her with the parasol as well.
"I've got a parasol, no need for either of us to suffer from the sunlight. Come on, let's go to the Drunken Horseman.
[Exits to Drunken Horseman]
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Wild
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 18
Physical Description: Hair: Long, raven hair, curling lightly when wet.
Eyes: Almond shaped and very dark, which gives her an excellent eyesight at night.
Teeth: White, strong and sharp (Watch out for bites)
Skin: Pale, at the moment covered in scars and bruises.
Body: Average height, slender build. Toned from years of hard physical exercise.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Dark pants, white shirt with a brown leather vest. A dark, long cloak with hood. A leather belt around the waistline. Tall, strong boots of solid leather. A long, white gown for formal wear, along with a silver circlet.
Equipment: A hunting knife carried in a sheath in the belt. A bow and a cog of arrows. The arrows have goosefeathers in one end. A leather bag to transport personal belongings. An old book with leather cover, containing ancient spells.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:39:58 GMT -8
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Post by Wild on Oct 17, 2015 0:17:40 GMT -8
Wild looked up at Roy with compassion when he spoke of the effects sunlight had on him. She realised how fortunate she was to get away with only a splitting headache and temporarily blindness when the light became too intense. It could have been much, much worse.
"Oh you poor dear," she said, spontanously rubbing his arm in a friendly manner. "We have to keep you out of the sun then. You are a nice man and does not deserve such a cruel fate."
She smiled when she noticed the weather had cleared up while she had been sitting here, and she gracefully accepted Roy's offer to share his parasol and at the same time trying not to take up too much space as she walked with him out of the room.
(Exits to Drunken Horseman)
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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 Oct 18, 2015 22:48:41 GMT -8
Megan enters the campus ground of the Academy carrying her large pack. It had been a month since she was here last, before she embarked on a quest. She had now returned to resume studying.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 21, 2015 21:01:05 GMT -8
Roy comes out of the classroom, having just finished with his Alchemy class. His nose is buried in a heavy textbook, and he runs straight into Megan.
"Oof! Oh, I'm sorry. I really should look where I'm going..."
He trails off.
"Eh...you alright?"
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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 Oct 21, 2015 21:14:46 GMT -8
Megan's mind had been wandering off, leaving her unaware of the approaching Roy. She wails and starts flailing trying to keep from falling, her pack making her unbalanced, her light armor clatters while she's flailing. Megan regains her balance when lifting her leg up and move toward the direction she's falling rather than fight it, she then regains footing and faces the man. "Wwwwhooaa! That was close! Sheesh!"
"Yeah, no harm this time, bub." The mage readjusts her grip on her pack. From her pack her staff, Eulux, sticks out from the side of the main flap. From the staff and her attire it's obvious she's a mage of some sort. She examines the man, "Are you a new student or something?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 21, 2015 21:29:38 GMT -8
Roy rubs his head.
"Yeah, I'm a new student. Here, anyways. I've taken classes before, but elsewhere. Are you a student? What do you study? I'm a runescribe."
He looks over at her staff curiously.
"Nice staff, by the way. Fancy."
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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 Oct 21, 2015 21:47:09 GMT -8
"I have passed enough tests where I have been graduated to be a full-fledged mage, but I am an eternal student. There's always something new for me to learn, and I must if I'm going to match up to the great magic-users of our time." Megan explains and looks over her shoulder at her staff, touching it. "Thank you, this is Eulux, Scepter of Light and Divinity. It was awarded to me when the dean graduated me, it's useful in detecting sources of magic."
"I am Megan Zachurr, by the way." Megan holds her hand out when she introduces herself.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 21, 2015 22:07:54 GMT -8
"Oh, postgrad? Neat. I'm Roy."
He shakes her hand, still looking at her staff.
"So...what do you do? Light magic? Dark magic? Alchemy?"
He pulls a pair of heavy goggles out of his bag. They're heavily inscribed with complex magical runes.
"I use these to detect magic. Similar to your staff, I guess. I made them myself."
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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 Oct 22, 2015 14:19:59 GMT -8
"I'm learning how to utulize Eulux more, it's meant for light magicks. Other than that I'm mostly a frost mage." Megan looks at the goggles, "That's great you made them yourself. Eulux is kindof a pain to use for divining, when close to a magic source it yanks me uncontrollably toward it."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 22, 2015 14:26:47 GMT -8
"Really? That sounds...inconvenient."
He chuckles.
"But we're on the campus of a school of magic...doesn't it pull you every which way like a puppet?"
Imagining a staff pull someone to and fro like a rag doll gives him some minor amusement for about four seconds.
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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 Oct 22, 2015 15:22:43 GMT -8
"Nah, I'm not using it to divine right now. It doesn't just do it all the time." Megan laughs. "That would be a big problem."
Megan walks backwards toward the academy, pointing her thumb at it, "I'm going to be heading to the deans office to turn in this artifact I retrieved, then I'll be looking for my new teacher. Okay?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Oct 22, 2015 15:37:50 GMT -8
"Ooh, an artifact? Sounds neat. Alright, see ya later."
Roy wanders off, munching on a piece of chocolate.
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Joseph Alexandre
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 28
Physical Description: For a human male with no magical ancestry to show for, Joseph stands at an average height and weight. his general appearance may seem a bit formal, and you can certainly tell by the way he holds himself that he's a man of the acaemic pursuits. His body is lean and moderately muscled.
Hair; short, brown and a bit wavy.
Eyes: A definite Hazel. His eyes are mostly brown, but with a slight tint of green in there as well.
Skin tone: A light olive hue.
Clothes and Equipment: Joseph tends to be drawn to wearing a white shirt covered by a robe akin to what is typically associated with members of the clergy, though terrible wheather conditions may also see him wearing a hooded cloak similar to the first option. Preferably the abovementioned costumes will be a pristine, earth-y color. (Such as grey, black or a brownish red)
Also, a belt made of rope or fabric are always included, from which hangs a number of small leather bags filled with different herbs. His equipment otherwise also includes a rosary and similar religious artifacts and a small knife for practical use.
Player's online availability : +1 GMT.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 10:49:07 GMT -8
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Post by Joseph Alexandre on Oct 28, 2015 8:31:40 GMT -8
Wandering these ancient halls of marbled stone and magic both remembered and honed through generations, Joseph felt dwarfed underneath the high ceiling by doors as tall as were they made by giants. Maybe they were; or maybe they were simply made mindful of such creatures, should any of them grace the academy grounds with their presence.
Everywhere walked the practitioners of old spells, and though they all found themselves with powers far beyond the human priest, he imagined they had in common at least the desire of a deeper understanding of the mysteries allowing them to possess such gifts.
"Pardon my intrusion but could you guide me to --- No, I guess not," Joseph called out a question to a student (he assumed) hurrying past him without pause. He sighed, proceeding down the hallway on his own. How difficult could it be tracking down somebody familiar with the workings of this place? Well, that simple task turned out not to be quite as easy as he'd tought.
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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 Oct 28, 2015 9:25:28 GMT -8
Megan had turned in the recovered artifact to her superior. She was granted respite before she'd be given her next task, long enough to do some studying. The mage felt relieved to have her pack lightened after lugging around that heavy artifact for a week. She rolled her aching shoulders and sighed. Standing out in the hallway, Megan would see Joseph Alexandre wandering about looking lost. She'd raise her hand, "Hello, need help?" |
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