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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2015 13:50:24 GMT -8
Neferet, who had been staring straight ahead but not truly seeing suddenly suffered from an acute headache. Her face turned to a frown and she lowered her head, golden jewelry chiming as she lifted a hand to rub at her temples.
Vaguely, she heard Oleanna's question and glanced up. "Hm? Gaiaton? Oh, its..."
Her response went unspoken as Robert sudde.ly made himself very obvious, creating a scene. The Memorial had not yet started, and all attention was on the white-haired mayor as he made his loud and bold proclamation about Rafaela.
Gasps and whispers of outrage swept over the people, and Neferet could feel anger rising in the crowd. She stood up then, aware that eyes were equally on her, and she agreed with Oleanna's words.
"We need to leave," Neferet spoke. "And quickly." Gathering the skirt of her blue gown, she led them quickly towards the side entrance of the stage. Her voice had been quiet, but there was a commanding tone to it, and perhaps even a razored edge.
It would be best to follow the Mayor of Gaiaton.
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376 
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 26, 2015 13:55:44 GMT -8
Robert follows obediently, mumbling repeated apologies.
"I'm so sorry...I don't know what came over me...I didn't realize..."
This goes on until Neferet stops him.
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Dame Oleanna D'Ignis
Committed
Bloody politicians.
Roleplay posts: 96 
Age: None of your damn business.
Physical Description: At 6' even, Oleanna is tall for an elven women. She wears heavy plate armor, most of the time. Underneath she has a lithe, toned body, with moderate curves.
She likes to keep her helmet on, as most find her face off putting. Her most noticeable feature is a scar, that begins just above her left eyebrow. It runs straight down her face, directly over her eye, and stops at her jaw line. Her left eye is a milky grey color, and it is surrounded by a stylized tattoo of a black sun. If it wasn't for the scar, Oleanna's face would be a mask of flawless elven beauty. She has a delicate jaw, dainty chin, full lips, high cheek bones, and her right eyes is a vibrant green. Her skin is alabaster in tone, and glows with health. Her vibrant red hair is kept in a short military cut, leaving her knife like ears visible.
She has a reputation among other wandering knights as being exceptionally fierce. She wields primarily wields sword and fire magic in combat. She can also use ice magic having advanced fair enough in her art to understand she can manipulate heat not just create fire. She rarely turns down jobs even if the pay is poor. She lead her own group of female mercenaries called the Crimson Ladies which she disbanded a few years ago. She has won quite a few tournaments and slain many powerful beasts in her time. She has traveled all over the world and can survive most any where either by living off the land or living by her sword.
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, tower shield, long sword, water skin, travel rations, War horse, Lance, long bow and quiver, spell book, and the sun tattoo which acts as her magical focus.
Registered: Nov 18, 2015 12:07:10 GMT -8
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Post by Dame Oleanna D'Ignis on Nov 26, 2015 14:04:19 GMT -8
True to her word Oleanna grabs Robert by the ear and drags him after Neferet.
"I told you to keep your mouth shut I don't make idle threats."
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 26, 2015 14:16:36 GMT -8
"Ouch!"
Robert shuts up, despite his stinging ear. It seems that he has made a terrible mistake. He runs awkwardly behind Oleanna, dragged along by the ear.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2015 14:17:22 GMT -8
Neferet stops and turns around to them both. "Stop it," she hissed to the both of them, a gleam of fury in her tawny eyes, so at odds with how the woman usually comported herself.
She took them quickly through the streets, trying to move faster than the tides of gossip, until they were at Neferet's home.
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Dame Oleanna D'Ignis
Committed
Bloody politicians.
Roleplay posts: 96
Age: None of your damn business.
Physical Description: At 6' even, Oleanna is tall for an elven women. She wears heavy plate armor, most of the time. Underneath she has a lithe, toned body, with moderate curves.
She likes to keep her helmet on, as most find her face off putting. Her most noticeable feature is a scar, that begins just above her left eyebrow. It runs straight down her face, directly over her eye, and stops at her jaw line. Her left eye is a milky grey color, and it is surrounded by a stylized tattoo of a black sun. If it wasn't for the scar, Oleanna's face would be a mask of flawless elven beauty. She has a delicate jaw, dainty chin, full lips, high cheek bones, and her right eyes is a vibrant green. Her skin is alabaster in tone, and glows with health. Her vibrant red hair is kept in a short military cut, leaving her knife like ears visible.
She has a reputation among other wandering knights as being exceptionally fierce. She wields primarily wields sword and fire magic in combat. She can also use ice magic having advanced fair enough in her art to understand she can manipulate heat not just create fire. She rarely turns down jobs even if the pay is poor. She lead her own group of female mercenaries called the Crimson Ladies which she disbanded a few years ago. She has won quite a few tournaments and slain many powerful beasts in her time. She has traveled all over the world and can survive most any where either by living off the land or living by her sword.
Clothes and Equipment: Plate armor, tower shield, long sword, water skin, travel rations, War horse, Lance, long bow and quiver, spell book, and the sun tattoo which acts as her magical focus.
Registered: Nov 18, 2015 12:07:10 GMT -8
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Post by Dame Oleanna D'Ignis on Nov 26, 2015 14:25:03 GMT -8
Oleanna eyes Neferet mildly surprised. On reflection though Oleanna wasn't even the captain of the guard yet and Roberts mistake had her seeing red. She couldn't imagine how Neferet was feeling as the mayor. Oleanna decides to respect Neferets wishes she releases Roberts ear.
"My apologies."
Her tone holds genuine respect and regret when she says this to Neferet. She doesn't apologize to Robert he deserved it.
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