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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2015 17:31:52 GMT -8
Carmen looks up at the rock.
"Huh.Looks like there's something there."
She extends a spyglass and inspects the rock, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
"Maybe we should dive into the pool? There might be something there."
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He is going to punch you in every orifice you own.
Roleplay posts: 178 
Age: 52?
Physical Description: "Roarin" Redding Fletcher is 5'9 of pure muscle, pure hard drinking, hard fighting, hard living muscle. He used to have a beard he burned it off in a tavern brawl he grew his white hair out to compensate. He is almost as wide as he is tall and many people have confused him for a dwarf. Many people have also been beaten half to death for suggesting it. He has an eye patch though there does still seem to be an eye underneath it.
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Clothes and Equipment: A pair of iron gauntlets adorned with spikes. Two wine skins one filled with ale, the other filled with something that will "Make you roar." A surprising amount of gold from questionable sources.
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Post by Uncle Redding Roarin Fletcher on Nov 24, 2015 17:53:25 GMT -8
The small protrusion of rock appears to be a natural part of the cliff, it shows clear signs of erosion and will one day probably vanish entirely. Roarin says to the party.
"It's a bit o'cliff, an' I think Carmen has the right of it you kids should take a swim and see iffin there's anything under the water. I am going to sit here and drink this whiskey."
Roarin pulls out the flask he used yesterday to clean wounds and begins to drink.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2015 2:46:41 GMT -8
He didn't have to tell Soraya twice!
A huge smile burst across her face as she took off both satchels she was allowed to carry and left them gently with Uncle Mayor, noticibly careful wihth one of the bags. "Make sure nothing happens..." she said to him before she sat down to tug off her boots.
Soraya wasn't even thinking about the fact that she only had half a plain white cotton shirt draped over her shoulders and the top half of your ripe and youthful torso, she ran to the riverside and off a boulder with a "Woohoo!"
Her dive was practiced and she resurfaced after a moent, laughing and smoothing her thick dark hair back from her laughing face, then swam her way to thr churning waters of the waterfall to inspect the bit o' cliff sticking right out in the middle.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2015 15:44:17 GMT -8
"Oh, fun."
Carmen strips down to slightly less than what Soraya is wearing, being sure to stretch and show off when Dango is looking her way. With an agile hop, she jackknifes flawlessly off a rock and into the water, where she swims as smoothly as a sea otter. After a moment, she bursts up through the surface to take a breath. She immediately glances towards Dango, to see if he noticed. After giving him a flirtatious grin, she dives down again to see what she can see.
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Uncle Redding Roarin Fletcher
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He is going to punch you in every orifice you own.
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 52?
Physical Description: "Roarin" Redding Fletcher is 5'9 of pure muscle, pure hard drinking, hard fighting, hard living muscle. He used to have a beard he burned it off in a tavern brawl he grew his white hair out to compensate. He is almost as wide as he is tall and many people have confused him for a dwarf. Many people have also been beaten half to death for suggesting it. He has an eye patch though there does still seem to be an eye underneath it.
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Clothes and Equipment: A pair of iron gauntlets adorned with spikes. Two wine skins one filled with ale, the other filled with something that will "Make you roar." A surprising amount of gold from questionable sources.
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Post by Uncle Redding Roarin Fletcher on Nov 30, 2015 14:26:39 GMT -8
Approaching the falls to get a better view of the protundence proves to be damn near impossible. There is hundreds of thousands of liters of water rushing over every second and the frothing current makes getting with 50 meters of the falls dangerous. Still the water is far calmer then it should be and when Carmen dives down it becomes apparent why. The river is far, far deeper here then it logically should or could be so deep you can't even see the bottom. However something catches Carmens eye a twinkle of light far below situated right in the middle of the falls. The insanity of what this suggests is immediately apparent. The party will have to climb the cliff, head down river until the current calms, swim to the middle of the river, let themselves be swept to the top of the falls hopefully hitting the protruding rock, and then dive off. All in all it would probably be suicide.
(I do not know enough about fluid dynamics as I maybe should for this but go with it.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 18:29:53 GMT -8
Upon discovery of what they needed to do, Soraya crawled out of the water.
"Of course it couldn't just be simple," she said, heedless of the fact that the white shirt she was wearing was absolutely soaked to her body, translucent, and sticking to all of her youthful, ripe curves. She sat down on the beach of the river and drew her hair over her shoulder, wringing it out of water.
"So who's going to dive off the waterfall first?" Soraya asked, looking around at the others. It wasn't going to be her, that was for sure.
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Uncle Redding Roarin Fletcher
Dedicated
He is going to punch you in every orifice you own.
Roleplay posts: 178
Age: 52?
Physical Description: "Roarin" Redding Fletcher is 5'9 of pure muscle, pure hard drinking, hard fighting, hard living muscle. He used to have a beard he burned it off in a tavern brawl he grew his white hair out to compensate. He is almost as wide as he is tall and many people have confused him for a dwarf. Many people have also been beaten half to death for suggesting it. He has an eye patch though there does still seem to be an eye underneath it.
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Post by Uncle Redding Roarin Fletcher on Dec 1, 2015 18:47:09 GMT -8
"JUMP OFF THE FALLS!"
Roarin starts swearing something about stupid bloody pirates being so damn literal. After he calms down a bit he says to Soraya.
"Bring me my bag lass I should have something fer this."
Once he has the bag he will rummage for a moment before pulling out a decanter.
"Potion of long breath! One swallow and fer the next hour each breath ye take will last ye 30 minutes. Won't stop us frem getting our fool heads smashed in but iffin we survive it will help with da swim. Course the bloody potion might not work on ye Dango within yer different physiology."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 19:13:56 GMT -8
Carmen comes up out of the pool, shaking the water off of herself.
"Wait wait wait, why do we have to jump off? That's a stupid idea. We have a rope. Why don't we just lower ourselves over the edge? Certainly less dangerous than jumping off a waterfall."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 19:21:14 GMT -8
Soraya rolled her eyes, a bit of that teenage adolescent showing itself, especially since Soraya wasn't all too fond of Carmen anyway.
"Yeah, we'll just tie one end of the rope underwater to whatever may or may not be there before we fall off the edge. The stone is right in the middle of the waterfall." Soraya pointed to it, just in case Carmen missed it.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2015 19:25:56 GMT -8
Carmen resists the urge to slap the teenager across the face for a second time.
"Well, it's still safer than jumping off the edge! It's long enough, we can just tie it so that we don't fall into the water and die if we miss. A safety rope, you know?"
She clasps her hands together behind her back and stretches her arms out, puffing her chest out towards Dango in a non-subtle manner.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 18:36:25 GMT -8
Scooped up from the streets of Downtown Carmela and deposited into the wilds near a beautiful waterfall, Reuna looked up at the cascading torrent of water with arched brows. "..Well. This is going to be interesting." She mulled over the poem again, murmuring the words as she considered what it could mean. "Midway up and midway down... That would point to something midway between both the top and bottom of the waterfall, don't you think? Let's investigate." Casting a quick water-shielding charm over both herself and Edward, she started toward the falls, looking to see if she could find a way up.. or if there was even anything to go up to.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
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Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 19:15:25 GMT -8
Edward teleported them to the base of the middle fall. No real reason for it, it just seemed like a good place to start. After all it was midway up the river. Together they make there way closer to the base of the falls. With sharp eyes and close examination Reuna may spot something. Though the water does flow thick enough to be silver, there is a spot near center where flow is interrupted. The water is a little bit darker there, almost as though there is an impression on the cliff face...
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 19:26:12 GMT -8
Looking around, Reuna realized that they were in the middle tier of the waterfall, and then it clicked. "Oh! Perhaps midway up, midway down means this stretch of the falls. Interesting. That would indeed be the logical solution. Then what could the 'fifty by fifty' mean?" She walked alongside Edward, peering about for something that could possibly apply. Then she caught a glimpse of something interrupting the flow of the water with the upcoming falls from above. "I think I see something. Let's go investigate."
Strengthening her charm into a full-blown water repellent spell that formed a bubble around them - allowing air in and out but not water - she started into the water, moving behind the falls themselves, up against the rock face, and navigating around any protruding stones. After several minutes of careful placement of feet and trying not to slip into the rushing water, they finally reached the darkened area, and Reuna looked to see if it was, indeed, a cave, as she suspected.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 19:56:23 GMT -8
Edward watched impressed as Reu's bubble repelled quite a bit of water. He had known she was strong, but this was the largest display of power he had personally witnessed. Once they are behind the falls they find a narrow shelf of stone barely three feet across. The water comes down in a thunderous avalanche that drowns out all noise. Still once they are at the spot they see the mouth of a cave about ten feet above them. Edward snakes an arm around Reu's waist and with a little effort of will they are standing the edge of the cave mouth. Inside is what looks like some sort of camp long abandoned. The cave itself isn't very wide perhaps on twenty feet, but it is long closer to... fifty if one were to guess. Edward says something but the rushing water downs him out.  |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 20:06:28 GMT -8
Reuna looked up, and then suddenly, they were.. up. And looking into a cave that had clearly been a campsite at one point. She glanced at Edward and happened to catch his mouth moving, but she couldn't hear him. Drawing him further away from the torrent of water, she flicked her fingers a few time, purple magic trailing from the digits, and a stone in one of her rings glowed a vibrant violent.
The sound of the water was abruptly lessened, not completely silenced, but now quiet enough that they could talk over it easily. Reu shook her head to dispel the lingering ringing, then smiled up at him. "What were you saying, love?" Her gaze wandered toward the cave and its contents curiously as she waited for his answer, wondering what they were there to find.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 20:44:33 GMT -8
"I said does the journal provide any clues?" Edward says as he slaps the side of his head. He is trying to make his ears work again. Well he is busy with that Reu would presumably check the journal. It wouldn't take her long to find a sketch of the camp, drawn from the mouth of the cave. The journal entry is as follows: Once the entry is read they would presumably explore the room. Near the back they would find a set of stairs. Fifty steps down they would come to a large stone door. On the ground near it is a piece of chalk. Edward would examine it for a moment and say thoughtfully. "I've seen doors like this before. You have to draw a symbol on it to open it."  |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 20:53:58 GMT -8
"I don't know. Let's take a look." Indeed, she pulled the journal out of her pocket and began to flip through it, until she happened upon the page with the sketch of the very camp that stood before them. She read through the entry a few times - well it was mostly the riddle she read repeatedly, it was the important part - then joined Edward in exploring the camp. Upon finding the stairs, she made a soft, excited sound, then produced a small ball of bluish flame. This guided them down the stairs, and to the door. "Hmmm..." Edward picked up the chalk, and she again examined the riddle in the journal, then read it aloud to her paramour.
"I am what you cannot be
But you once were
What I will become
I am only what blind can see
And of infinity and 1 I am the sum
I am the cure I am the answer
The riddle is the answer
is the riddle is the answer"
Reuna looked up at the door, then down at the riddle, and frowned. "..Well bollocks if I know what that's supposed to mean." She glanced hopefully at Edward, arching a dark brow. "Any thoughts, love?"
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 21:14:56 GMT -8
Edwards bites his bottom lip in silent deliberation. After a moment he says thoughtfully. "Well it's a bit confusing. The first verse makes me think it might be nothing, the second verse makes me think it might be nothing or infinity. The last verse suggests the answer is within the riddle itself. Since we are looking for a symbol the answer can't be nothing. I suppose that means it's infinity... So let's try that." Edward reaches down and grabs the piece of chalk. With a sure hand he draws a sideways eight indicating infinity. The door splits and slides open revealing a large grotto like cave. On one side is a pile of gold and at the top of the pile is a pedestal. On that pedestal is the outline of a large book. This is it what they have been searching for all day! Who knew uncovering ancient treasure could be accomplished over the course of a single morning and afternoon. Well that was one of the benefits of dating a time mage, if they were normal people this would have taken weeks of travel.  Edward would walk with Reu to the edge of the treasure pile. Then he would stop letting her climb to the book on her own. Once at the top she would find an ancient tomb bound in leather. It has raised black leather on the front declaring the tittle, a tittle she knew very well. As she stares down at the book Edward begins to softly sing a very familiar song. |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 21:25:44 GMT -8
"Well, that's better than I've come up with, so let's give it a shot." Reuna watched, hopeful, as Edward drew the symbol for infinity on the door. And to her amazement, and joy, it worked. Snapping the journal shut and thrusting it into her pocket, she followed Edward into the room, looking around in amazement. Treasure everywhere.. but where was the book? Finally she spotted it atop the pedestal. Dismissing her flame, she hurried up to where it was perched, breathless with excitement.
..Which very quickly became bewilderment when she read the title emblazoned across the front. "..The.. Book of.. Love..?" What? How? She was so confused, and it was immensely obvious. She was on the verge of pulling the journal out of her pocket to see if they had made a mistake somewhere when she heard a male voice begin to sing. More than that, it was a very familiar male voice singing a very familiar song. She blinked, and turned slowly about to stare down at Edward, her eyes wide. Then those eyes began to fill with tears, which slid slowly down her face. Had he.. planned this somehow? She wanted to ask him what was going on, but instead, she simply pressed her hand over her rapidly thrumming heart, and smiled down at him, love shining in her gaze.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Apr 8, 2016 21:40:03 GMT -8
Edward who at this point is down on one knee looks up at Reu. He is singing the song nearly pitch perfect, impressive given that he had never shown any inclination towards song before. As he approaches the last few lines he pulls something from his pocket. Then the song comes to a close, the last words ringing out in the cavern. "You ought to give me wedding rings. You ought to give me wedding rings." He frowns and says with a small laugh. "Well I suppose in this case it's the other way around. I ought to give you a wedding ring. Or rather an engagement ring." With that the object he pulled out of his pocket is revealed. It is a small silver ring, set with an azure jewel the same shade of blue as his eyes. The silver around the jewel is molded to look a bit like a tear. It is meant to be a reminder of that painful night. The night that when his love for her first blossomed. He then says or starts to say something, he pauses clears his throat and then tries again. "Ummm... Reuna Midai, would you... I really thought I'd be over this whole embarrassment..." He takes a long deep breath. "Reu, I don't suppose you'd like to marry me?" He grins at her, the embarrassment clear on his face, though it is out shined by the love in his eyes.  |
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