Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210 
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 9, 2016 16:43:51 GMT -8
With all of his people inside the walls, Tristian herded the collective mass of Medanese people to the largest square he could find that would accommodate what remained of his people. Of the original just over a thousand that had been in the camp, half of that number had gone to different places - some to Gauldin, some to the Land-Tillers, some to try their own luck wherever they could. That left five hundred people to watch as Tristian moved up onto the ledge of a fountain, raising his hands to garner the attention of those who followed him. The murmur of conversation died down in ripples as they realized the only one who had stayed with them wanted their ear. Once he had relative silence, he spoke.
"As you all know, the government of Isra has agreed to let us take residence in their fine city. I do not doubt that they will assist us as much as they can, but be aware that this help will only be at the start - you must make your own living here, which means that soon, you will need to fill out citizenry paperwork, and find homes and employment for yourselves. I know you are all brave, strong people, and that you will not let this keep you down for long. As of this day forward, I am no longer your leader - but I will work with the Isranian government in an effort to see the restoration of our homeland achieved, and should you ever need my assistance, my door will always be open to you. May the Gods bless and guide you all, my countrymen.. my friends."
Stepping down from the fountain, Tristian waited to see if anyone would come to speak with him - whether it be one of his fellow Medanese or someone from the Isranian government or military establishment. Lieutenant Finch had assured them an easy transition, and it was going smoothly thus far, but there was no telling how long that would last. Most of those who were surly and angry had left, but there were still unhappy faces among those looking at him.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 9, 2016 17:30:00 GMT -8
The garrison had conducted themselves properly, threat of long-term patrol duty in the mountains can do that to a person. Her platoon kept watch in the air as her griffin dove down to land behind the fountain. Her armor and that of her griffin was polished to perfection and her hair shone radiantly in the air. She cut a striking figure a top the majestic St. George, who also seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and had his head raised high. Mounted on St. George, she rode up to Lord Seryl.
"Lord Seryl, it is excellent to see you again. I will address your people as to their next steps to becoming Isranian citizens and then if you are free, I would like to discuss some options in regards to your service to our government."
Once he responded, she stood high in her stirrups and addressed the gathered crowd.
"People of Medan, soon to be Isranians! I am Lieutenant Elizabeth Finch of the Dawn Riders. Today you have taken your first steps to become citizens of the Free City! Over the next week, each of you will need to fill out paperwork in order to establish your official citizenship. For your convenience, and to avoid long lines at the city administrative offices, we have several bulletin boards set up throughout the city that also have these forms nailed to the board. As to where you will be living from now on, those who have money should feel free to purchase a house or rent a room, those same bulletin boards will also have notices for those. Should you not be able to afford housing at the moment, we have asked the citizens of Isra to open their doors wherever they can. Anybody walking around with one or more red armband tied around their arm is signifying that they are willing to take people in, with the number of armbands corresponding to the number of people they can take. If you are unable to find someone willing to take you, the military barracks have been temporarily made available until such time as we are able to provide more housing. We have several events in the works to provide not only housing, but jobs as well. The military is of course always recruiting, and I highly encourage anybody with magical aptitude to speak with the Enclave about signing up. Should you run into any issues, bring it up with me, or any of the other Dawn Riders, we will be having enhanced patrols the next few weeks to ensure the transition goes smoothly. Does anyone have any questions?"
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 9, 2016 19:20:59 GMT -8
Spotting Lieutenant Finch's approach, Tristian turned to the woman on griffin-back and bowed to her. Listening to her words, he then nodded. "Of course. By all means." He turned and whistled sharply, getting the attention of most, who then turned to look and of course listen to the woman who spoke. Tristian remained silent as she imparted her information, his arms crossed over his muscled chest. It surprised him to hear that people had been asked to open their homes to the refugees, and that they were doing so.. as well as that plans had been made to provide his people with the opportunity for housing and employment of their own.
He was impressed, and it showed. The few people who looked questioningly at him were given encouraging nods. Several people approached, mostly to ask about how to find the Enclave and where to sign up for military service. No doubt they would pass the information on to others who wanted to know. Tristian approved. Serving in any capacity was good, in his opinion.. which is precisely why he wanted to work with the Isranian government.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 10, 2016 8:11:07 GMT -8
The rest of her first squad landed behind her, while her second squad remained up in the air. Her first squad circled around the fountain as well, dismounting from their griffins. They began to answer the basic questions most of the people had. For the next 2 weeks, her platoon would be constantly in sight around the city to assist in the transition. Her bonus for dealing with this was first choice in new recruits from among the Medanians, and her soldiers were on special lookout for anyone interested in joining the military who showed no hesitation or fear in approaching the griffins themselves. That was an early indicator that someone could show potential at joining the Dawn Riders.
With the people being taken care of by her soldiers, she turned her attention back to Lord Seryl.
"Lord Seryl, now that you're people are being taken care of, are you still interested in offering your services to the government of Isra?"
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 10, 2016 10:44:27 GMT -8
Tristian watched with a bit of pride as his fellow Medanese citizens - well, formerly - approached people to discuss their new lives among the Isranians. When the Lieutenant approached, Tristian turned his focus to her and, after listening to her question, nodded once, firmly. "Most certainly. I do not have the skills necessary to serve as my fellows do, and I believe I could serve both them, and Isra, best in a more governmental capacity." He cocked a brow, wondering why, exactly, she asked. Had someone suggested she present an offer to him? He was most curious.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 10, 2016 18:20:17 GMT -8
She flashes him a quick smile before answering.
"Excellent! Why don't we go grab some lunch and discuss where you would best fit in with our city. Ordinarily this would be handled by a higher ranking individual, but since we have already met and most of the people who Ordinarily do this or off on ambassadorial missions, it will just be me. I hope that's alright?"
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 10, 2016 19:35:48 GMT -8
Tristian blinked, surprised by the suggestion of grabbing lunch. But it wasn't a bad one - he'd had a rushed breakfast of hard tack and water, and he was actually quite hungry. "I.. yes. That's perfectly fine. Thank you for the offer, Lieutenant." He stepped back a bit and gestured expansively to the city at large, indicating she should lead the way. He'd only been to Isra once, in his youth, and was mostly unfamiliar with the layout of the city, let alone where any places to eat may be. "After you."
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The Starlight Dawn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 116
Physical Description: This account represents the non player characters and establishments of The Midnight Sun/Starlight Dawn, all of its subsidiaries, child companies and partner organizations.
Registered: Nov 10, 2015 5:08:38 GMT -8
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Post by The Starlight Dawn on Apr 11, 2016 12:00:38 GMT -8
A reasonable handful of un-uniformed Midnight Sun employees enter the square, each one of them holding a clipboard and a pouch that clinks with coinage. The leading figure makes a few motions, directing the rest to fan out across the crowd. Methodically, the group works to approach refugees, and ask them about their time inside Medan. How things were leading up to the coup, what happened during the coup, and any information or rumors they may have picked up along the way. Any who are able to provide new or pertinent information are rewarded with Midnight Sun tokens, with instructions on where they can be exchanged or redeemed for food and lodgings.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 11, 2016 12:38:13 GMT -8
She saw her house's agents moving amongst the crowd as she dismounted. A quick word in St. George's ear and he took off to get his own meal at her quarters.
"Very well then, it shouldn't take us long to get there. Tell me Lord Seryl, what do you know of the Midnight Sun?"
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 11, 2016 12:54:57 GMT -8
The question earned Lieutenant Finch a curious look. "I cannot say I know anything of this 'Midnight Sun' - I have never heard the name before. Why do you ask?" He clasped his hands behind him, wondering where the griffin rider was going with this question.. and what it had to do with his involvement in the Isranian government, or lunch, for that matter.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 11, 2016 14:56:03 GMT -8
She began to walk, her pace slow enough to allow talking but fast enough that they would get there while it was still lunch time. Her first squad saluted her as she left the circle.
"The Midnight Sun is the house that sponsored my bid to become a Dawn Rider Lieutenant. Madame Naoki, who also happens to be the Isranian Treasurer, is the head of the house. She is one of the top people in the government here. I am hoping that we will be able to secure an audience with her...after our lunch of course. The Inn we are going to is named 'The Midnight Sun' because the Midnight Sun owns and operates it. If you wish to serve the Isranian government, this is your best opportunity to do so. At the very least, lunch will be on me."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 11, 2016 15:15:03 GMT -8
As they walked, and the Lieutenant explained the reasoning behind her question, Tristian began to put the pieces together. So she owed loyalty to this Madame Naoki, who not only worked for the government, but operated an inn.. that was also some form of agency? Curious, indeed. Nodding slowly, Tristian got what she wasn't saying, as well. That being the fact that he'd do well to make friendly with Naoki so he'd have an in with the government machine. It was just shy of being underhanded, and not enough so to make him uncomfortable.
"I see. Well then. I would be glad to speak to this Madame Naoki. I do not do well with being idle, and if I can serve my countrymen as well as those kind enough to take us in, then I will be content." He nodded his head firmly in conjunction with that statement, his brown eyes filled with determination. He'd been mostly useless, as a middle son of a minor noble House.. now he had the chance to actually do something worthwhile. He wasn't going to let that opportunity slip away from him.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 11, 2016 15:23:40 GMT -8
Recruiting was the worst part of her job, as it usually tended to go completely against her usual modus operandi, which was direct and to the point (of her lance). But still, he seemed to have understood the underlying assumptions. They rounded a corner off the main road and into a tangled mess of back alleys and side streets.
"I am glad to hear it. Keep an eye out in this part of town, the thugs usually don't bother military officers, but they have been getting more aggressive lately, so stay close."
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 11, 2016 15:28:38 GMT -8
"Duly noted, Lieutenant. I hope they keep their distance, I have no desire to begin my citizenship with sword in hand." The blade at his hip had seen too much bloodshed since the fall of Medan as it was, he didn't want to have to fight off muggers in the middle of the city. Idly, Tristian reflected that had he known he was going to be speaking to the city's Treasurer, he would've shaved before packing up the camp. Too late for that now, however. That would be his first order of business, once he secured lodging.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 12, 2016 13:42:20 GMT -8
"That is a good thing, though I wouldn't worry too much. Last time they attacked an officer, his unit came in, found the gang and made an 'example' out of them. They were disciplined for it, of course, but nonetheless, we protect our own. Have you any idea where you'll be staying yet?"
They turned a few more corners as they walked. Shadowy figures darted between doorways, no doubt conducting illicit trade, but it was not her responsibility to put a halt to it...right now anyway.
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 12, 2016 14:02:45 GMT -8
A slight smirk appeared on his face at that recitation, and he shook his head slightly. Tristian knew how tightly knit the military could be, and while the tale didn't surprise him, it was vaguely amusing. Being presented with the question of his plans for finding habitation during his time there, Tristian hesitated only slightly before giving another shake of the head - this one less vaguely amused, more a direct answer to the presented query. "No. I had wanted to see my people settled as much as possible before finding a place for myself. Though I suppose your people are seeing to that better than I could. I'll look into it posthaste."
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Apr 13, 2016 13:03:07 GMT -8
"Well, I'm sure we can put you up at the Inn for the time being...and aha! We are almost there."
They turned onto a much wider street, full of market stalls and vendors. People were trading everything under the sun and then some.
<<Exit to the Midnight Sun>>
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Lord Tristian Seryl
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 210
Age: 37
Physical Description: At 6'1", Tristian is tall and broad-shouldered, with a lean but muscled form. His features are chiseled and aristocratic, set with dark brown eyes and framed by shoulder-length brown hair; he does occasionally grow a beard and mustache, but most frequently, he is seen to be clean-shaven. Very little about him stands out, aside from his handsome features - he has a few scars gained during the flight from Medan, but few of them are visible to the casual observer, being hidden by his everyday attire.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a nobleman, Tristian typically wears well-made tunics, breeches, and boots in a variety of colors, but as a practical man, he abhors silk - most of his clothes are simply made of fine, but sturdy, wool, though he does indulge in fur-lined gloves and cloaks in winter. On rare occasions, mostly just important state functions (given he is the head of the Black Tower) he can be seen wearing a full set of blue and gold plate armor, emblazoned with his family crest of the gryphon head. A lot of the time, Tristian carries with him his family's heirloom sword, and he always wears a golden signet ring with the Seryl family crest - he also wears a signet ring with the crest of the Black Tower, which allows him to maintain telepathic contact with his operatives.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Mar 18, 2016 16:46:29 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Tristian Seryl on Apr 13, 2016 13:31:14 GMT -8
"That would be appreciated. Thank you." Tristian followed the Lieutenant into the Midnight Sun with a curious expression.
<Exit to The Midnight Sun>
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Sylaerin the Dreamer
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 157
Age: Ageless and eternal.
Physical Description: The ethereal woman known only as Sylaerin is of average height, at an even 5'4", but that is the only thing average about her. She has a delicately formed bone structure that lends itself to a slender build, combined with lean curves that give her an appearance just shy of willowy. She has the gracefully pointed ears of an Elf, and her skin has the faintest purplish glitter to it that is most noticeable in the moonlight. Her hair is long, falling to her ankles when left loose, and is shifting shades of iridescent violet. Her eyes, which are normally a pale shade of lilac, occasionally glow a vivid and alluring electric blue. She has violet markings around her eyes and at various spots across her body that give her an exotic appeal.
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Clothes and Equipment: What she wears tends to change at random, apparently with no more than a conscious thought, but her garb tends toward dresses comprised of filmy material in shades of purple and blue with silver accents, that often bares her shoulders and portions of her black, and displays her cleavage to a small degree. She carries no weaponry or any items aside from her jewelry, which appears to either be enchanted or help her channel her own magics. These consist of a pair of silver crescent moon-shaped earrings, a circlet of woven silver that curves around the back of her head and onto her brow, and a torque of woven silver that rests around her neck. There is also a small silver stud piercing in her right nostril, although that appears to be wholly cosmetic.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 21, 2016 12:18:38 GMT -8
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Post by Sylaerin the Dreamer on Apr 22, 2016 18:56:10 GMT -8
The strange woman with long purple hair, faintly glittering violet skin, bare feet, and flowing layered dress of blue and purple silks, appeared in the middle of a city square. There was a fountain there, water pouring merrily from the urns of posed women, with people gathered around it. Sylaerin was standing on the rim of the fountain's basin, her pale lilac eyes wide as she turned in a slow circle, trying to look at everything at once. People were giving her strange looks, but she didn't notice, or if she did, she didn't care. There was so much to see! So many sounds, and smells! It was all so fascinating to the ethereal creature.
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Crow & The Fisher King
Dedicated
The end is the beginning.
Roleplay posts: 216
Age: Old, and Older.
Physical Description: Crow stands at 5'11, with a slim build. His skin his deathly pale, and his hair is a silver white, mostly from lack of sun. His eyes are a glinting silver, and gleam with a thoughtful intelligence. He has delicate cheek bones, a narrow jaw, and thin lips. Overall his face is too delicate too be considered handsome, but he is rather pretty.
Image: http://i.imgur.com/iT9ESTb.png
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Clothes and Equipment: Crow's equipment is his partner The Fisher King. When in use The King takes the form of a long cloak, covered in black feathers, a large dark steel mask, with a pronounced beak, and a cane made of gnarled ebony. When not in use The Fisher King appears as a raven headed cane.
Image in use form: http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSzzldPLkXw/Uu-aUxsysoI/AAAAAAAAHb4/b0yUCg9OTTY/s1600/king_of_crows_speedpainting.jpg
Image in cane form: https://img1.etsystatic.com/027/1/6287105/il_fullxfull.587351685_o0m3.jpg
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 20:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Crow & The Fisher King on Apr 22, 2016 19:17:11 GMT -8
It had taken Crow by surprise when Sylaerin just disappeared. Then he had debated for several minutes if he should follow her. It wasn't hard to locate her between his Crows and his magical senses. Was it rude if he followed her? He wasn't sure if it was. He did think she would need help, but she hadn't asked for it. Then again he hadn't offered. The Fisher King sighs and Crow growls of course he was going to follow her. He was such a sap. He borrows some power from Fisher and steps through a shadow into the square. Now how should he go about approaching her and offering her his assistance. |
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