Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181 
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 6, 2016 15:06:23 GMT -8
"The first order I will give you is to not call me 'Master'. It is far too formal. And please, don't return to the gem just yet. It would be pleasant to explore the city with company, don't you think?" asks Ulfang. He's unused to this measure of unquestioning obedience, and to be honest, it's a little odd to him, despite his demand of unquestioning loyalty.
He extends his arm as a gesture of welcome and beckons to her as he turns about, wrapping his fur cloak about her and walking out the door.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Oct 31, 2024 18:36:15 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2016 15:15:55 GMT -8
There was a faint wrinkling of her brow at his order, but she said nothing about it.. at least, not at first. She instead moved to his side, at his gesture, allowing him to envelop her in the folds of his cloak. The sensations of his body against her side, and the fur about her form, were all slightly removed, as though felt through a haze. Her body would feel solid enough to him, although any close examination would reveal her to be cold to the touch, with no normal signs of life, such as respiration or heartbeat.
As they moved out of the Academy, she tilted her head up a bit, allowing the wind to wash over her face and through her hair. The moisture in the air invigorated her, giving her long blue locks a slight luster, and putting a gleam in those blue eyes. Finally, she spoke, looking up at him curiously. "Then.. what would you have me call you?"
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 6, 2016 15:56:45 GMT -8
"Whatever you prefer. Master sounds so...slave-like, however. I won't have you acting the slave," he responds, smiling down at her. He's a bit surprised she went so willingly into his arms, but he doesn't particularly mind.
"I have never felt something so...unliving as yourself, Azure. And for one of my particular talents, that is certainly saying something," says Ulfang, his tone one of idle chatter, "so tell me, my friend, how did you get into this predicament?"
While he speaks, he exits the Academy with Azure, taking a look around the city. By this time, it's late afternoon, and the sky is beautiful shades of orange, pink, and red. Ulfang looks up and sighs contentedly. "I have a feeling that the expense of this little trip of mine will pay for itself!"
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on Feb 7, 2016 16:56:21 GMT -8
Viddik teleports into the Academy, prisoner in tow. He waits tapping impatiently.
"How is a time mage, always bloody late."
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Enigma
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 164
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Feb 7, 2016 17:48:08 GMT -8
The prisoner seems somewhat startled by the sudden change in scenery, and blinks rapidly for a few seconds almost as if he had just walked out of a dark room into a very bright one.
The prisoner in question, Enigma, wore a very bare set of dull brown clothing, it clearly looked like something a prisoner would wear. Around his neck there was what appeared to be a black metal collar that wrapped around seamlessly with very little extra space afforded. A multitude of runes could be seen inscribed upon it's surface.
Once the initial surprise of teleportation wore off, Enigma would look around curiously, multi-colored eyes flittling about, "This is the academy?"
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on Feb 7, 2016 18:01:57 GMT -8
Viddik looks at Enigma annoyed by the question.
"Remember when I said we are going to the academy? Then we teleported here, and I didn't go: Wow! Where are we? This is totally unexpected."
Viddik continues to tap his foot impatiently, muttering something about stupid questions.
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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 Feb 8, 2016 8:38:55 GMT -8
Echoes pops out of nowhere, the silver sphere floating around his head. He makes a gesture and it goes off to scan Enigma. The blue plane of light it emit sweeps up, down, and up again.
"Sorry I was late Viddik. I found annoying you to be humorous."
Echoes giggles, and the silver orb floats back over. It emits two blue light constructs, one of Enigma in his human form, the other of the dragon. Echoes frowns, and flicks his fingers. A cavalcade of runes spread out from both, these runes are black and red.
"This is just shoddy."
Echoes remarks as he examines the Runes, he flicks through them rapidly.
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Enigma
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 164
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Feb 8, 2016 9:55:22 GMT -8
Enigma eyes the silver orb, a somewhat perplexed look on his face. It seemed he was deciding whether or not he should be worried about the strange floating orb that was casting a blue light on him, but before he could take action it ended. It was then, that one might notice that Enigma's whole form seemed to have tensed in those moments as his hands unraveled from two balled up fists.
He looks at the runes now, his initial panic seemingly forgotten as he was curious now, "What is shoddy about those?"
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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 Feb 8, 2016 10:10:28 GMT -8
Echoes ignores Engima for a few minutes. Finally he blinks in surprise.
"Whoever is doing this, was doing a bad job. Seriously, trying to make two bodies inhabit the same space requires a delicate touch. They are going at it like a knight with a sword, not a surgeon with a scalpel. Still nothing I can't fix. Well I can fix the enchantments at any rate, remove the pain, restore your ability to retain basic morality. Ultimately though the big issue was the lack of consent, that I can't fix, just like I can't fix the existing psychological damage."
Echoes reaches into the runes and begins to work, within several minutes he makes a broad sweeping gesture. The runes change from black and red, to a pulsating blue.
"With your permission Enigma, I can give you a chance at a better life. You may of course completely cock it up, but that is the same for everyone. This time though, if you do it will be by you choice."
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Enigma
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 164
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Feb 8, 2016 12:01:47 GMT -8
A chance at a better life? A better life... the words seemed to ring over and over again in Enigma's head, he following words all lost to him as his entire being fixated on those words, the images of the runes flashing through in mind at random intervals as well. New images would soon begin to crop up in his now frenzied mind, incomplete memories filled with endless pain, and those runes. Outwardly Enigma seemed to be frozen, muscles tensing once again as a new voice rang in his mind, a haunting voice that only meant pain and suffering to him, echoing those words, a new life... a better life... an evolved life.
It seemed Enigma's current stability was quickly crumbling. "That's what they said... a better life, new life. Failure..." Enigma mumbled, along with a few other unintelligible words. Enigma's eyes were now wide open, a terrified look upon them, a few moments later he would lash out at Echoes if neither of them had picked up on any of the cues that he was losing it.
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on Feb 8, 2016 12:21:39 GMT -8
Viddik watches as Enigma begins to freak out. He puffs on his cigar and say's angrily.
"Don't you know everything? Why would you say something that drives him off the deep end?"
He makes a small gesture, and a shield wraps around Enigma's arms and legs. Effectively immobilizing the young man.
"Calm down and answer the stupid question. Can the idiot fix you?"
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Enigma
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 164
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Feb 8, 2016 18:32:13 GMT -8
Enigma only seems to grow even more alarmed when he notices he is restrained, and starts to struggle against them, his panic only worsening. He was now clearly sweating, and taking short, quick breaths that only seemed to increase in pace.
"No... no... no." he gasped, thrashing violently, his head lolling as he muttered some other ramblings, perhaps words he had overheard from those who had kept him captive in complete darkness for so long, "Open the chamber door... wide enough only for two of the goats to walk side by side... do not... do not go near the entrance... three have died that way before..." Enigma seemed to be gnashing his teeth then, only a few moments later blood had started to flow from his mouth where he had bit his tongue,
"DARKNESS!!! RAYLESS LIGHTLESS ENDLESS DARKNESS! FOREVER forever forever..." Enigma screamed at the top of his lungs now before he quickly ran out of breath again and feel into frenzied shallow breaths and ranting.
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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 Feb 8, 2016 18:54:40 GMT -8
Echoes, who had seen all of this coming looks watches Enigma curiously.
"Probably should have thought about it, before I spoke."
Shrugging his shoulders, the time mage grabs the modified runes from mid air and overlays them on the boy. The enchantment inhibiting his ability to understand morals is removed. The transformation wards are aligned properly making it painless. Their mind was split once, now as they truly were two beings in one body. Distinct, yet joined, ready to work together or fall apart, only time would tell which. He also made the transformation sort of voluntary. If one mind gained the upper hand then he would switch to that minds body, this could also happened by mutual consent.
"He was still broken, but then it will be possible to fix him."
Echoes says before vanishing, leaving the stunned Viddik behind.
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Enigma
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 164
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Feb 8, 2016 19:48:11 GMT -8
Enigma would continue struggling even after he was fixed, still clearly bleeding from his mouth and incoherently rambling until he slumped over in exhaustion, staring blankly into the air a few inches in front of his face. The only thing holding him up would be the shields that were cast to restrain him.
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Task Force Commandant Viddik
Committed
Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 53
Physical Description: Gregor Viddik, has a face like a hatchet, hard lines and deep scars. His baleful brown eyes, have put a stop to more fights before they began than his reputation. His black hair is streaked with grey and he has been growing it out in recent years. He constantly smoke a cigar that never seems to get any smaller. Everything about Viddik screams do not mess with this man.
Clothes and Equipment: Highly magic resistant breast plate, military mage uniform which supplements his magic regeneration, his staff which amplifies spell power, and finally spokes a lizard that eats magic.
Registered: Dec 29, 2015 19:27:07 GMT -8
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Post by Task Force Commandant Viddik on Feb 9, 2016 10:58:14 GMT -8
Viddik looks at Engima, and frowns. He looks at the spot Echoes used to be, and curses. He grabs the young man, and teleports him to the Bastille. Enigma still had a three month sentence. Surprisingly Engima was put in the minimum security wing, which was actually pretty pleasant. Over the next three months, he is forced to undergo schooling in Gaulish law. He is advised not to break it again, and released.
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Nameless Samurai
Dedicated
Stars are like friends. Not always seen, but always there.
Roleplay posts: 235
Age: 19
Physical Description: Lean, muscular, Wiry.
Has deep blue eyes, from his mother's side.
Has messy golden blonde hair.
Has a scar going diagonally across his face stating at above his right eyebrow down to his left cheek.
Clothes and Equipment: Normally: Green and black traveling clothes, wooden clogs, and a straw conical hat. He always keeps his pure white katana and wakizashi, to show his status as a samurai, and a red and black katana on his left hip.
Preparing for a battle: He has a green cuirass (do) with black trimmings as well as the helmet (kabuto) shaped to be a conical hat, the face mask (menpo), the armoured sleeves (kote), the greaves (suneate), the cuisses (haidate), and the shoulder guards (sode) all the same color and trimmings.
He has multiple other weapons stored in a personal pocket dimension.
One of which is his double bladed black scythe that has the standard long curved blade and a shorter one curving up under it with a space of a body between them.
A long bow
A short bow
About a hundred arrows
Throwing knives(Kunai)
Throwing stars (shuriken)
A few black eggs
A spiked chain
Sickles
Naginata
Rope
A red and black wakizashi
Registered: May 27, 2015 19:21:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nameless Samurai on Feb 19, 2016 22:16:46 GMT -8
He stepped onto the courtyard and looked around a bit. The school was large and very impressive, he had no idea where to start looking for the guy. He sighed and walked up to the door before knocking on it.
"I was told he was here, but wow...this may take a while."
He looked up and rubbed his head a bit.
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Professor Cache-oeil
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 60
Physical Description: Professor Cache-oeil is an alchemy teacher. He lost an eye, an arm, and a leg in a lab accident, and wears an eye patch and prosthetics. Due to a bunch of experimental potions, he looks much younger than he is.
Registered: Jan 24, 2016 19:54:28 GMT -8
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Post by Professor Cache-oeil on Feb 19, 2016 22:29:29 GMT -8
Professor Cache-Oeil is walking down the steps, and spots the young man with the swords.
"Oh, hello there. Are you planning on enrolling?"
His arms are full of vials full of colorful liquids that smoke and fizzle.
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Nameless Samurai
Dedicated
Stars are like friends. Not always seen, but always there.
Roleplay posts: 235
Age: 19
Physical Description: Lean, muscular, Wiry.
Has deep blue eyes, from his mother's side.
Has messy golden blonde hair.
Has a scar going diagonally across his face stating at above his right eyebrow down to his left cheek.
Clothes and Equipment: Normally: Green and black traveling clothes, wooden clogs, and a straw conical hat. He always keeps his pure white katana and wakizashi, to show his status as a samurai, and a red and black katana on his left hip.
Preparing for a battle: He has a green cuirass (do) with black trimmings as well as the helmet (kabuto) shaped to be a conical hat, the face mask (menpo), the armoured sleeves (kote), the greaves (suneate), the cuisses (haidate), and the shoulder guards (sode) all the same color and trimmings.
He has multiple other weapons stored in a personal pocket dimension.
One of which is his double bladed black scythe that has the standard long curved blade and a shorter one curving up under it with a space of a body between them.
A long bow
A short bow
About a hundred arrows
Throwing knives(Kunai)
Throwing stars (shuriken)
A few black eggs
A spiked chain
Sickles
Naginata
Rope
A red and black wakizashi
Registered: May 27, 2015 19:21:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nameless Samurai on Feb 19, 2016 22:38:05 GMT -8
He turned towards the voice.
"Oh, possibly..maybe...I originally came because I heard of a professor who could help me out with a few things. He is a spacial magic user..."
He thought a bit more.
"He may be playing with playing with less than a full deck of cards, if you catch my drift."
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Professor Cache-oeil
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 60
Physical Description: Professor Cache-oeil is an alchemy teacher. He lost an eye, an arm, and a leg in a lab accident, and wears an eye patch and prosthetics. Due to a bunch of experimental potions, he looks much younger than he is.
Registered: Jan 24, 2016 19:54:28 GMT -8
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Post by Professor Cache-oeil on Feb 19, 2016 22:51:17 GMT -8
"Ah! I know exactly the man you're looking for."
The alchemy professor pushes the gate open with his foot and walks in.
"Come in in, lad. Do me a favor, hold this."
He thrusts a few bottles of smoking orange liquid into the young man's hands.
"Don't drop them, they'll explode."
He leads the nameless samurai to Professor Echoes' office.
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Nameless Samurai
Dedicated
Stars are like friends. Not always seen, but always there.
Roleplay posts: 235
Age: 19
Physical Description: Lean, muscular, Wiry.
Has deep blue eyes, from his mother's side.
Has messy golden blonde hair.
Has a scar going diagonally across his face stating at above his right eyebrow down to his left cheek.
Clothes and Equipment: Normally: Green and black traveling clothes, wooden clogs, and a straw conical hat. He always keeps his pure white katana and wakizashi, to show his status as a samurai, and a red and black katana on his left hip.
Preparing for a battle: He has a green cuirass (do) with black trimmings as well as the helmet (kabuto) shaped to be a conical hat, the face mask (menpo), the armoured sleeves (kote), the greaves (suneate), the cuisses (haidate), and the shoulder guards (sode) all the same color and trimmings.
He has multiple other weapons stored in a personal pocket dimension.
One of which is his double bladed black scythe that has the standard long curved blade and a shorter one curving up under it with a space of a body between them.
A long bow
A short bow
About a hundred arrows
Throwing knives(Kunai)
Throwing stars (shuriken)
A few black eggs
A spiked chain
Sickles
Naginata
Rope
A red and black wakizashi
Registered: May 27, 2015 19:21:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nameless Samurai on Feb 19, 2016 23:08:39 GMT -8
"Oh? You do! Great!"
He said with a grin and walked in before he had the bottles thrusted into his hands.
"Oh..ok. Why are you trusting me?"
He was actually flustered a bit as he was lead to the man's office.
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