Julia Rafine
Established
Roleplay posts: 47 
Physical Description: In the darkness, Julia almost seems solid; but in brighter light, her incorporeal nature is obvious to even the casual viewer looking through her. At 5'10", Julia is rather tall for a human woman, and a build that many would describe as Amazonian. She has light brown, almost blonde, hair and grey eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She is usually seen in the uniform and/or armor of an Isranian Legionnaire. Her armor, weapons, and other gear retain the same semi-transparent appearance as their owner.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 22:18:20 GMT -8
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Post by Julia Rafine on Mar 31, 2017 10:16:35 GMT -8
The performance came to an end and the audience began to disperse, some lingering to drop a few coins in the hat or to marvel at the performers a bit longer. One of the lingerers was oddly silent, a soldier in uniform and armor, lingering at the edge, but drifting ever closer as the people wandered off and made room.
When she reaches the front of the group, a ghostly hand reaches out, dropping equally ghostly coins into the gnome’s hat. Finally noticing the supernatural presence, a few of the people nearby stare at the phantom soldier, some in fear of the apparition, and some wondering it perhaps it was the next stage of the show.
Julia’s grey eyes drift between the gnome and the centaur for a long moment before she speaks. Her voice is surprisingly normal, lacking the distant, ethereal quality most stories would associate with a ghost. Instead, she speaks with a cool, polite tone, a bit rigid, but no more so than any soldier on official business. If they aren’t looking too closely, they might not find anything amiss at first. “Excuse me, citizens. Do you know if the First Legion is in garrison?”
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Badger
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81 
Age: 108
Physical Description: As nearly as he can tell, Badger is more than a century old, but appears to be in his mid-30's from the human perspective. He stands at a stocky 3'4, and has a muscular frame. A crop of pinkish-purple hair on his head is normally covered by a hat, and his white, toothy, segmented grin is always on display. Big ears, green eyes, and a bulbous nose give him the obvious look of the classic gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: If Badger is not working (that is to say performing) he can normally be spotted in his normal old street rags; a brown coverall type garment with a ratty shirt on underneath. He always has a trick or two tucked in his pockets, and is very fond of short blades.
Registered: Feb 12, 2017 17:51:39 GMT -8
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Post by Badger on Mar 31, 2017 13:27:32 GMT -8
Badger was entangled in his post-performance money collecting activities; 'Passing the hat' as he would call it. He laughed, joked, and collected from those willing to drop a few coins into his and C'vektur's pockets.. If C'vektur had pockets that is.
"Thank you fine lady!" Badger said as Julia dropped a few coins in his hat. "You know I - " he was about three words into a joke when Julia's voice came to him.
"I'm afraid my accompaniment and I are fairly new here in Isra. I fancy myself a 'man about town' sort of gnome but haven't yet had any gossip of a First Legion come my way!"
It was just about this time that Badger took his first good look at Julia. It was clear she wasn't a normal human, and he took a moment trying to figure out exactly what was going on. Badger glanced down into his hat, but was unable to determine at a glance the coins she'd dropped in.
He looked over at C'vektur, just a shade of perplexed on his face.
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Registered: Nov 23, 2024 6:34:01 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2017 16:39:14 GMT -8
C'vektur turned her attention about to the female that addressed them both, watching her with that level stare of her's that sought out everything that was curious to her eye. Indeed, this human woman was different. Odd. But she couldn't place her finger on it.
She approached a few paces, still watching her, before tipping her head to the side in an inquisitive manner. "Whot ees First Leegion?" she asks, never having heard it before.
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Julia Rafine
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Physical Description: In the darkness, Julia almost seems solid; but in brighter light, her incorporeal nature is obvious to even the casual viewer looking through her. At 5'10", Julia is rather tall for a human woman, and a build that many would describe as Amazonian. She has light brown, almost blonde, hair and grey eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She is usually seen in the uniform and/or armor of an Isranian Legionnaire. Her armor, weapons, and other gear retain the same semi-transparent appearance as their owner.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 22:18:20 GMT -8
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Post by Julia Rafine on Mar 31, 2017 18:29:01 GMT -8
It takes a moment for Julia to respond to that, as if the idea of someone not knowing what the First Legion was, at least in a general sense, was completely alien to her. But C’vektur was obviously a foreigner and probably still getting used to the local language and customs by the sound of her thick accent. Grey eyes flick between two performers for a moment as she considers how best to answer the centaur’s question.
“The First Legion, miss. Of the Free States.” She pauses for a moment, then considers that she may not be completely clear. “I am Centurion Rafine, Third Cohort, First Legion. A soldier, miss. I was separated from my unit in the fighting and have only just made my way back to the city.”
The longer she stands the, the more obvious is becomes that Julia is not wholly physically present. The wind doesn’t blow her hair or clothing/ When people pass behind her, the two can see shadows of them through her. If they are sensitive to such things, the hairs at the backs of their necks might rise in response to the supernatural presence.
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Badger
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 108
Physical Description: As nearly as he can tell, Badger is more than a century old, but appears to be in his mid-30's from the human perspective. He stands at a stocky 3'4, and has a muscular frame. A crop of pinkish-purple hair on his head is normally covered by a hat, and his white, toothy, segmented grin is always on display. Big ears, green eyes, and a bulbous nose give him the obvious look of the classic gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: If Badger is not working (that is to say performing) he can normally be spotted in his normal old street rags; a brown coverall type garment with a ratty shirt on underneath. He always has a trick or two tucked in his pockets, and is very fond of short blades.
Registered: Feb 12, 2017 17:51:39 GMT -8
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Post by Badger on Apr 1, 2017 2:58:46 GMT -8
Badger was not in the smallest bit psychic or sensitive to paranormal beings, but he didn't need to be when he noticed he could partially see through the woman standing in front of him.
"Oh well that might explain it. I've heard the local scuttlebutt about some recent fighting but I'm afraid I made it into Isra after any fighting." he would just assume C'vektur was also unaffected by any war time happenings.
"Centurion Rafine, may I introduce myself and my associate, I am Badger and the honeyed music you just heard came from C'vektur." Badger bowed just a bit as he introduced himself, motioning towards C'vektur as he did the same for her.
"If the First Legion is here in Isra wouldn't someone at the citadel know their whereabouts? I haven't as of yet made it up to the citadel but I'd assume someone may know."
The gnome had seen many strange things in his more than century of life, but a translucent soldier was new to him. Was she dead? Surely not. You can't see through dead people. Badger pondered to himself quietly as he waited for Julia's answer.
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Registered: Nov 23, 2024 6:34:01 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2017 19:23:02 GMT -8
C'ventkur remains quiet, unsure what else to say on the matter - most of what they were talking about was extremely foreign to her. She knew nothing on the matter whatsoever. For the moment she could only stare intently at the spectre woman - who was certainly not human, in some state.
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Julia Rafine
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Physical Description: In the darkness, Julia almost seems solid; but in brighter light, her incorporeal nature is obvious to even the casual viewer looking through her. At 5'10", Julia is rather tall for a human woman, and a build that many would describe as Amazonian. She has light brown, almost blonde, hair and grey eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She is usually seen in the uniform and/or armor of an Isranian Legionnaire. Her armor, weapons, and other gear retain the same semi-transparent appearance as their owner.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 22:18:20 GMT -8
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Post by Julia Rafine on Apr 1, 2017 19:50:59 GMT -8
The Citadel. Of course, that would be the obvious solution. So why was she here, instead of there? This wasn’t even on the path on between the South Gate and Citadel was it? Julia furrows her brow slightly and looks around, suddenly realizing the has no memory of coming here. The path from the gate to this street as blurry and missing gaps in her memory as the road from Medan. That was a bad sign, to say the least.
“I… Yes, thank you.” Her voice carries tones of confusion and worry, rather than the simple, direct speech of before. “I suffered a blow to the head in the fighting. If I were thinking more clearly… I think I should see a healer.”
The ghostly soldier looks around again, obviously lost and confused, then extends her hand to gnome, as if to shake. “Thank you both. For the show and the help.” Obviously, if he tries to take Julia’s hand, Badger’s will pass through it entirely, feeling only icy cold air where the armor and flesh should be.
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Badger
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 108
Physical Description: As nearly as he can tell, Badger is more than a century old, but appears to be in his mid-30's from the human perspective. He stands at a stocky 3'4, and has a muscular frame. A crop of pinkish-purple hair on his head is normally covered by a hat, and his white, toothy, segmented grin is always on display. Big ears, green eyes, and a bulbous nose give him the obvious look of the classic gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: If Badger is not working (that is to say performing) he can normally be spotted in his normal old street rags; a brown coverall type garment with a ratty shirt on underneath. He always has a trick or two tucked in his pockets, and is very fond of short blades.
Registered: Feb 12, 2017 17:51:39 GMT -8
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Post by Badger on Apr 2, 2017 5:03:45 GMT -8
Badger would indeed try to shake Julia's hand once extended, more out of habit than anything. The gnome had been raised by humans and thus carried many of their customs, shaking hands being one of them. But, predictably, his hand would go right through Julia's, leaving him with nothing but cold air to grasp. Badger once again looked at C'vektur as if asking if she somehow may know what was happening. This was a new one for him.
The bulk of the crowd had dispersed at this point, and it didn't look like there was any more people to collect from.
"Centurion Rafine, I am certainly glad we could entertain you today, and we do appreciate your contribution." Badger began to speak as he hopped down from the trunk that was his makeshift stage. He opened up the box and from the few pockets and pouches sewn into the inside of the lid he plucked a small brown leather pouch. "But if you don't mind my saying so you appear to be a bit out of sorts."
Badger took off his coat, folded it in half, and tossed it back into the trunk. He reached into his hat, grabbing roughly half of the coins the people had dropped in before shoveling them into the small leather pouch. He put the hat, still containing the remainder of the coins, into the trunk and closed the lid.
"I rent a small room not too far from here and if you'd allow me time to drop off my stage, I'd be happy to accompany you to the citadel. With a hard enough knock to the head you might be wandering around for hours and not find it!"
Badger just briefly turned his back to Julia to face C'vektur. He reached into the front pocket of his coverall garment and brought out one of the three gleaming gold coins from earlier, and dropped it into the small leather pouch with the other coins before lashing the bag closed.
"C'vektur my friend you play beautifully." he said, a big smile on his face as he held the bag up over his head in his hand, offering it up to his much larger counterpart.
Badger would then turn his attention back to Julia to see her reaction to his offer of helping her to find the citadel. He'd never actually been there himself, but there were few places in the city proper that you couldn't see the mighty citadel from. He was just a bit too curious not at least try and see how it may play out when a ghostly soldier showed up at a citadel asking about her legion.
"Perhaps C'vektur could even be persuaded to come along as well if you're agreeable."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2017 15:07:40 GMT -8
C'vektur couldn't help but stare curiously at the bag for a moment before she reached out with both hands to accept it. It felt... good? Yes, that had to be it. It felt good to earn the gold for doing something well, even if the weight of currency didn't register to her. "Thank yoo."
She listened quietly to the exchange between the pair, and when she found herself being added into the conversation she simply nodded - she had no qualms with traveling with the strange being.
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Julia Rafine
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Physical Description: In the darkness, Julia almost seems solid; but in brighter light, her incorporeal nature is obvious to even the casual viewer looking through her. At 5'10", Julia is rather tall for a human woman, and a build that many would describe as Amazonian. She has light brown, almost blonde, hair and grey eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment:
She is usually seen in the uniform and/or armor of an Isranian Legionnaire. Her armor, weapons, and other gear retain the same semi-transparent appearance as their owner.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 22:18:20 GMT -8
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Post by Julia Rafine on Apr 2, 2017 15:30:36 GMT -8
“Um… yes.” Julia looks between them while they split up the take, patiently waiting for as long as it takes. “Whatever you need to do. Thank you again, C'vektur and Badger. You are right. I’ve been… I don’t know how long.” She pauses and looks around at her surroundings again, no sign of recognition in her grey eyes.
“Yes, I will follow you. And I will see that you are compensated for your time.” The ghostly soldier nods and marches along with the two, following where they lead. She mostly keeps to the side of the street, avoiding people and obstacles just as any person might. But very occasionally, she loses focus on what she is doing for a moment, and walks through something. Or someone.
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Badger
Committed
Roleplay posts: 81
Age: 108
Physical Description: As nearly as he can tell, Badger is more than a century old, but appears to be in his mid-30's from the human perspective. He stands at a stocky 3'4, and has a muscular frame. A crop of pinkish-purple hair on his head is normally covered by a hat, and his white, toothy, segmented grin is always on display. Big ears, green eyes, and a bulbous nose give him the obvious look of the classic gnome.
Clothes and Equipment: If Badger is not working (that is to say performing) he can normally be spotted in his normal old street rags; a brown coverall type garment with a ratty shirt on underneath. He always has a trick or two tucked in his pockets, and is very fond of short blades.
Registered: Feb 12, 2017 17:51:39 GMT -8
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Post by Badger on Apr 3, 2017 2:17:35 GMT -8
- Exit Badger (and companions) to The Citadel -
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 6, 2017 13:00:37 GMT -8
Lady Cassandra WinterThe well-sprung, stately carriage made its way through the city streets of Isra, two gentlewomen inside, sitting opposite of each other. Interest was written on Genevieve's face as Cassandra spoke about the magical properties the amulet had. "Truly?" She asked, her Gauldish accent making her words sound that much more feminine, more noble. The elegant enchantress leaned forward a bit in her seat, the cityscape of Isra passing by the window of the carriage as it traveled toward the posh Moonlight Eclipse. "May I have a look?" She wondered of the younger woman. The horseless and servantless carriage continued to rock gently through the streets.
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Lady Cassandra Winter
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 156
Age: 20
Physical Description: Cassandra Winter is a gorgeous scion of House Winter, having inherited the best possible genes from her parents. She has long black hair that ends about midway between her shoulders and her narrow waste. Stunning light blue eyes gaze out from underneath long, well-cared for eyelashes. She has a well-endowed chest, the perfect size for her frame, not too large and not too small. The rest of her curves match that description as well, the best description being "perfectly proportioned."
Clothes and Equipment: She is almost always wearing a dress of some sort, usually one that befits the activity she is doing or the event she is attending, accompanied by matching bracelets, rings, whatever fits the occasio With a few exceptions, she is always wearing a silver necklacethat has a small pendant with her family's crest on it, a gift from her mother when she was very young.
Registered: Jun 30, 2016 10:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Cassandra Winter on Apr 6, 2017 13:52:58 GMT -8
For her part, she ignored the faceless people walking by, they were all beneath her when she was in her "princess" mode.
"I have been unable to discern any, and given its age it is quite possible that it is a myth, but you may have a look." She said cheerfully, delicate fingers reaching around to unclasp the necklace, and then she laid it gently in her fellow lady's palm.
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 7, 2017 7:58:39 GMT -8
As soon as the necklace was laid within her palm, she gasped lightly and felt tears sting her eyes. Genevieve blinked rapidly so they wouldn't fall, and brought the pendant closer to her.
"Ah, yes. I know this magic well," Genevieve said, her voice ringing with a soft nostalgia. "I gave my little girl a pendant like this, although the magic on this is much older and stronger than mine was."
She cleared her throat lightly and reached out to hand it back to Cassandra, a gentle smile on her face. "The pendant is a shield against harm and ill-intent against you, Lady Cassandra. It makes you nigh invulnerable."
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Lady Cassandra Winter
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 156
Age: 20
Physical Description: Cassandra Winter is a gorgeous scion of House Winter, having inherited the best possible genes from her parents. She has long black hair that ends about midway between her shoulders and her narrow waste. Stunning light blue eyes gaze out from underneath long, well-cared for eyelashes. She has a well-endowed chest, the perfect size for her frame, not too large and not too small. The rest of her curves match that description as well, the best description being "perfectly proportioned."
Clothes and Equipment: She is almost always wearing a dress of some sort, usually one that befits the activity she is doing or the event she is attending, accompanied by matching bracelets, rings, whatever fits the occasio With a few exceptions, she is always wearing a silver necklacethat has a small pendant with her family's crest on it, a gift from her mother when she was very young.
Registered: Jun 30, 2016 10:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Cassandra Winter on Apr 7, 2017 9:42:40 GMT -8
Cassandra's eyes went wide as she breathlessly accepted the necklace back, quickly putting it back around her neck.
"I had no idea...such a rare and wonderful heirloom it is."
She paused and looked at Genevieve, the latter's look of familiarity intriguing to Cassandra.
"Are you familiar with such items, Lady Genevieve?"
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 8, 2017 7:24:25 GMT -8
Genevieve laughed softly, the carriage rolling ever closer to the Moonlight Eclipse.
"Indeed, more than just a beautiful gem," the Gauldish woman said, lifting a hand to gently push a stray little tendril of honey-gold hair from her face so she could look at the young noblewoman sitting across from her. Genevieve wondered, vaguely, if she might have turned out the same way if her father had taken her in instead of trying to hide her presence, then use her for prominence in a court where bastards simply didn't belong.
"Hm? Oh, yes. A little, oui," Genevieve confirmed with a slight nod. She turned her head to look out the window as she answered Cassandra. "I gave one to my daughter once, but that was a long time ago. It seems that we're almost to the restaurant. I have never eaten here before, but I'm told that High Lady Naoki enjoys it. Have you been to the Moonlight Eclipse?"
A subject change. A much needed subject change.
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Lady Cassandra Winter
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 156
Age: 20
Physical Description: Cassandra Winter is a gorgeous scion of House Winter, having inherited the best possible genes from her parents. She has long black hair that ends about midway between her shoulders and her narrow waste. Stunning light blue eyes gaze out from underneath long, well-cared for eyelashes. She has a well-endowed chest, the perfect size for her frame, not too large and not too small. The rest of her curves match that description as well, the best description being "perfectly proportioned."
Clothes and Equipment: She is almost always wearing a dress of some sort, usually one that befits the activity she is doing or the event she is attending, accompanied by matching bracelets, rings, whatever fits the occasio With a few exceptions, she is always wearing a silver necklacethat has a small pendant with her family's crest on it, a gift from her mother when she was very young.
Registered: Jun 30, 2016 10:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Cassandra Winter on Apr 10, 2017 4:57:26 GMT -8
"Oh? You have a daughter Genevieve? You do not seem old enough to have had a child, but perhaps you have just retained a youthful appearance?"
She made no mention of a lack of husband, assuming that the man had died, or was otherwise occupied.
"I have yet to go there, I have been busy with the construction of my house, and had not had time to go out yet."
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Apr 10, 2017 9:47:32 GMT -8
She did not correct Cassandra on the assumption that Genevieve HAS a daughter. The memories of Odette were still too painful, and Genevieve's skillful transition to another topic had caught Cassandra up anyway, moving them right along past a memory lane that was dark and wretched and one of Genevieve's private guilt and sin.
"Then it will be an adventure for both of us." She glanced out the window. "Ah! I believe we are here. After you, Lady Cassandra," she said, gesturing to the door of the carriage so they could exit to the Moonlight Eclipse.
[exit to the Moonlight Eclipse]
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Lady Cassandra Winter
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 156
Age: 20
Physical Description: Cassandra Winter is a gorgeous scion of House Winter, having inherited the best possible genes from her parents. She has long black hair that ends about midway between her shoulders and her narrow waste. Stunning light blue eyes gaze out from underneath long, well-cared for eyelashes. She has a well-endowed chest, the perfect size for her frame, not too large and not too small. The rest of her curves match that description as well, the best description being "perfectly proportioned."
Clothes and Equipment: She is almost always wearing a dress of some sort, usually one that befits the activity she is doing or the event she is attending, accompanied by matching bracelets, rings, whatever fits the occasio With a few exceptions, she is always wearing a silver necklacethat has a small pendant with her family's crest on it, a gift from her mother when she was very young.
Registered: Jun 30, 2016 10:22:19 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Cassandra Winter on Apr 10, 2017 12:36:45 GMT -8
Cassandra considered that she had gone adventuring before, and that this was not even close, but that had been some months ago as it were.
"Yes indeed!" She said enthusiastically, exiting the carriage and waiting for Genevieve before heading inside.
<Exit to TME>
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William, John, and Paul
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: ?
Physical Description: An old blind man. Always flanked by two men. One carrying the Staff of the First Tree, the other carrying a book titled: The Way of the Seven Paths.
Clothes and Equipment: Ring of Onyx
Tarot Deck
Rough brown robe
Registered: Dec 2, 2015 9:38:38 GMT -8
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Post by William, John, and Paul on Apr 25, 2017 16:18:06 GMT -8
The following morning, after the three priests arrived in the city, the brother split from one another for the first time on that continent. Brother William could feel they were close to finding some clue.
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