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| Vanity&Ecstasy | October 4, 2011, 2:18 am Post #326 |
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Thief of Hearts
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I didn't necessarily call him slow... Just trying to hit someone with almost a six foot long axe in a forest where trees are rather unevenly grown makes swinging it a chore. Unless you just plan on chopping down all the trees. In which case the amount of delay caused for each tree you chop is more than enough time for Rafti to run ahead or dodge. |
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| Enja | October 4, 2011, 2:24 am Post #327 |
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yeah I figured as much.... but now I will think of what i'll do. HMMM not sure. |
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| Dream | October 4, 2011, 3:44 am Post #328 |
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Mew?
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i dont know what to post. i will look at it again come tomorrow. |
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I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall. | |
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| Requiem | October 4, 2011, 7:27 am Post #329 |
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Finally, doneee. ;3. I hope she's okay, everything seemed kinda forced when I was reading through it. Character Name: Sai’Mythria “Saithy” Race: Winter Elf Class: Drdahnela Age: Between 4 - 5 centuries, she's lost the exact count. Gender: Female Physical Description: Spoiler: click to toggle Personality: Saithy is very quick to anger, especially when in a destructive mood and has a rather morbid sense of humor in certain situations. Unable to allow others to view her as weak, she takes pride in being able to shut down completely if something comes close to bothering her. She often comes across as bitter, but it stands to reason considering her position within the Elven Hierarchy. On the surface, she is confident, elegant and poise. Beneath the overworked facade however, she is caring for those unfortunate and aches at the thought of the dying dragon race. Ruthless and free-spirited, she is most unpredictable at the worst, or even possibly at the best of times. Despite her callous charm, she is devotedly loyal to those within her Class, though most would think otherwise. Bio: Sai’Mythria was one of two children born to Aredhel and Brassal Nalini. Her brother Ni'khil, passed shortly after he had emerged from his Bonding process. The two had ventured off after he had come to, her tailing him in awe, questioning what he had gone through so that she would be ready for when she would one day, go into hibernation. A skull of goblins ambushed them from nowhere, causing Saithy to barely make it out alive. Ni’khil forced the Skull’s attraction to him, allowing time for Mythria to get away for help. She hesitated at first, refusing to leave him behind alone, but knew that with help, they could possibly make it. They hadn’t been far from their village and she ran as fast as the wind would carry her. By the time she returned with help, the skull had been long gone and her brothers body lay limp, limbs scattered in array of places upon the blood-soaked earth. Sadness filled her at first, for losing the one being she had been closer to than nature itself, but that sadness soon formed into emptiness. She was used to death, had grown up with it. Her Class had been responsible for the draining of life, of essence from any one thing that had met it’s time. She had been barely half a century old and to this day, she feels nothing for it but regret that he ended so soon. Saithy frequented the site where her brother had passed and on more than one occasion, was found either talking to herself, or passed out beneath a tree. Shortly after her own Bonding, she found herself drawn to the site again and what she found, would later help ease the regret she felt. In the spot where Ni’khils body was left, lay a Saker Falcon. It’s wing had been crushed and had had an arrow shot through the right of it’s heart. She watched momentarily as it squirmed helplessly on the brink of death, when something snapped within her. It reminded her too much of the scene with her brother and she refused to be leave it behind, alone. She scooped the Falcon up and rushed back to mend the fragile bird. Her parents along with the Drdahnela, scolded her; Their place wasn’t to heal those who’s time was near, but she disobeyed. She breathed life within the Saker, hearing its will to live and encouraging it. She willed the shattered wing to mend and forced the wound to the heart, to patch itself. In the process of this, her own essence branded itself within the falcon and from that day, the only time that falcon got hurt, was when she did. It stayed with her, and her people continued to tell her that it was a reminder of her inability to heed their words. They were created for death, nothing more. She on the other hand, did not view it as such and instead, named him Ailbhe as they become one in the same. She busied herself with not only her duty, but in blacksmithing and training. She created numerous weapons, one if witch she titled Sickles, objects forged by melted down Silvers, shaped into the form of an Ice sickle and used much like a throwing star. She also created the most treasured weapon she had ever beheld: Frost. Languages: Prithvayan and Kamarasi Weapons:
Armor: Not one for much armor, she uses only sheathes of thinned bark across each elbow, shoulder and occasionally, knee. Other Possessions: Ailbhe and an ash colored cloak, along with 12 gold, 17 silver and 9 copper pieces. Edited by Requiem, October 4, 2011, 8:31 am.
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| Wicked | October 4, 2011, 3:56 pm Post #330 |
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The Derp Queen
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:] I'll have a post up later today. I'll be lying down after my gym escapade anywho, so I'll definitely have time to type out my woes in the form of Žiar. |
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| Enja | October 4, 2011, 10:07 pm Post #331 |
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as will I get a post in guys. By tonight..... after work I don't want to think so much
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| Juicesir | October 4, 2011, 11:46 pm Post #332 |
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Sexy Shoeless God of Something
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Again guys, do not feel rushed. It's not a problem. We're in this one for the long haul, so plenty of time. Haha.
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| Jei Ai | October 5, 2011, 2:51 am Post #333 |
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I'll post tonight. However I am unsure what Dream and I are supposed to do; we were following Shail, and are waiting for his return. We don't know exactly where he went, and therefore we don't know where the others are camped. Essentially, we are stuck waiting for a dead character with no knowledge of where to go. This is why I delayed posting. I am actually a little cranky that Twisted felt they had to leave (since they were already involved in the plot and had waited months like the rest of us for this game to start), and that we are constantly adding new characters right from the beginning at the Prancing Friar. I just feel like the plot will be bogged down and become boring if there is no movement forward. 'Fast game's a good game' so to speak. Not to mention Firestarter is stuck right now, which I am sure you know, Juicesir. Sorry to be complaining - I love this concept, I love the writing, and I love that you've put so much time into a roleplay. I also love my character, and I am proud of my work. But I just.. I dunno. I just get frustrated easily I suppose. Sorry for the vent. As I said, I'll post tonight after University. |
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| Vanity&Ecstasy | October 5, 2011, 3:40 am Post #334 |
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Thief of Hearts
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Well we are both on the same path and as time begins to pass and you don't hear anything from him wouldn't the walking lantern and walking shutter go to take a look?
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| Juicesir | October 5, 2011, 3:48 am Post #335 |
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I can understand the frustration. I think people really want this to work at a time when things are beginning to be stressful this year. We have exams, school, like weighing down. But again, I want to reiterate that whatever crags and snags we hit, they will be overcome with this. We will finish. We lost two characters. Shail's disappearance will be explained. The best way to go about that is either for Jei and Dream to post about getting anxious and going to sleep, or going to look for him. If you go to sleep, we can time skip. If you go looking, you'll probably end up joining up with Vane and I and Cynic. Firestarter is being included in Req's introduction post. He and I have been playing the game for actually quite a while in PM's, and I will compile all of that and post it tonight for people to see. Myriad's character will just fade out. Instead of her knight finding the dragon in the hills, he'll move on. Same with Catsove for now. They are both welcome to join whenever they please again and can easily be worked back into the storyline. I'm sorry if I haven't been communicative enough about things, gang. That's my fault. Try not to get too stressed, and if this is weighing down on you guys, then take a break. It will be here.
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| Jei Ai | October 5, 2011, 2:01 pm Post #336 |
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Posted ![]() I went with V&E and Juicey's idea to have the pair search for Shail and stumble upon the others. I hope Dream is ok with this? Let me know if you'd rather sleep and do the time-skip thing, and I'll edit it. But I figure this way we can all travel as one big happy family ![]() You're right Juicesir. It is a stressful time right now. Again, I'm sorry for my little vent. Don't worry too much about my little complaints I'm sure we'll get there! Just really eager!!
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| Juicesir | October 5, 2011, 2:29 pm Post #337 |
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Honestly, it's not a problem. If you wanna vent to me in the future, my inbox is always open!Gonna get Req set up with her backstory, gonna finalize Fire and my's little PM plot, then I'm gonna post that, and integrate Req in with that. All coming to you guys within the next day. I can't promise it within the next two hours, but I'll do my best. |
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| Enja | October 5, 2011, 4:18 pm Post #338 |
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well i posted! even though it wasn't when I said I would... but it's still there. |
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| Wicked | October 5, 2011, 4:55 pm Post #339 |
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The Derp Queen
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Back to back exams are killer. I'll have something up late tonight or early tomorrow. Edited by Wicked, October 7, 2011, 10:35 pm.
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| psy | October 8, 2011, 3:10 am Post #340 |
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Character Name: Aodhin Schorr Race: Autumn Elf Class: Vikaraksitr Age: 751 Gender: Male Physical Description: Aodhin Aodhin is unkempt, scarred, grizzled and more often than not hidden beneath layers of dirt, blood and sweat. Centuries of hard living and toil have decayed his appearance to a point of abnormality among elves. Even among the hardest fought Vikaraksitr he is considered to be of the least well kept. That same life that delivered him into a state of disrepair though has also made him something of a demon in strength and speed among elves. His body has been constructed for the purpose of killing the most horrid of creatures. He stands among the tallest of the elves, about 6’2”. Aodhin’s hair is generally left to its own devices, and appears to not have been cut for many years. The wild black mane of hair extends a fair distance down his back and at the front, just past his shoulders. Strands of grey have started to mix in with the black, showing his age and stress. His skin is quite pale, some would describe him as having the flesh of the damned, the very beasts the Vikaraksitr have dedicated themselves to slaying. His eyes are a greenish grey and have a similar wild appearance to them, like a maddened animal. Personality: Aodhin is bitter and hateful of all but elves. Among his people, and those who have heard rumour of his name he is sometimes known as Aodhin the Racist. It’s true that Aodhin despises all but his own people, and he has even grown some disdain for them. He is quick to anger and tends to overreact to the smallest sign of insolence. The killer’s intent is not limited to the undead for him, he believes that death is a sentence that he is justified in carrying out if the situation calls for it. Aodhin does not revere life like his kin, rather he sees it as something that is very expendable. Bio: For half a century from his birth, Aodhin lived a sheltered life within his forest village. In this place there was no talk to battle, nor death, nor any fear of outside forces. They lived in the middle of nowhere and were only ever visited by elves. The people in this place were of all kinds of elf and gnome. This place, known as San’elsdia, was all Aodhin Schorr knew until his Bonding. When the time came for him to discover his season, he entered into his deep slumber. San’elsdia harbored his sleeping form during this time, as The Bonding had also been something of the greatest importance to them. It was through this that the children decided whether they stayed sheltered from the world, or left to seek out new challenges. Well, Aodhin’s Bonding became something of a legend among the people of San’elsdia. For when he entered into his sleep, he did not awaken for another half a century. It was not unheard of, but for those years they questioned if he would every come back to the world. Aodhin did finally wake, and there was much celebration within the village that day. Aodhin, however, found no reason to celebrate. The entirety of his Bonding was one long nightmare. He spoke of legions of undead murdering from the shadows, the human war machine crashing through their trees, dwarves ripping their land to pieces, and Dragons burning everything to the ground. For fifty years that had been his reality, and when he awoke, all he could see was his home ransacked, and in burnt to cinders. He realized it had all been a dream, but he was never quite the same person after the Bonding. Soon after he had awoken to find himself still in San’elsdia he left to help defend the elven homeland from the undead menace, the betrayers of life. He was an Autumn Elf now, after all, and after seeing the world on fire he had to do what he could to prevent that. From the point where he arrived among his new kin onward, his life became a constant struggle with death. They trained him from the youngest of ages to become a guardian of life, but that teaching never quite stuck with him. Over centuries of hard fighting he became a veteran of the art of killing, but also a hateful and hated creature. Travelling the forests as he did, and interacting with all the races showed him that the nightmare he had lived was not far off from the truth. The humans would expand beyond their borders, the dwarves would ransack the land, and the dragons would bring fire. Aodhin started to see his nightmare as an inevitable end to the world, and he could do nothing to stop it. That is, until the race to the last clutch of dragon eggs began. The dragons would be the first in a long war of extinction that would bring an end to his nightmare, and deliver the elves to a place of ownership, not just of the wild places, but of the entire world. His heart became black with the goal of genocide, and he became an aberration among his people. He became a demon elf who works in secret to destroy the final clutch. Languages: Prithvayan and Kamarasi Weapons:
Armor: Aodhin garbs himself in scrap leather and cloth on most occasions as it is typically best suited to his purpose. The more quiet and subtle the armor is, the more useful it is to him. If he finds that he needs a little more protection he will wear light chainmail between a layers of leather and cloth, to bind it in place and keep it from making noise. Overtop that he often wears a ragged brown cloak which serves little for protection against anything but rain and the odd knife. Other Possessions: A pouch with generally around ten gold pieces in it and a pair of dice. A collection of worn out lock picks of all sizes. A Fallen with dulled edges strung around old crossbow string that he wears around his neck. Edited by psy, October 8, 2011, 3:12 am.
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| Jei Ai | October 8, 2011, 5:50 am Post #341 |
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O_O Autumn Elf!! Yay! Now all we need is a Spring and we can get together and make a continuum! Goodluck with your exams, Wicked ![]() Hey Cynic; I like your post. But Sa'ritae and Ri have just showed up at the camp. It's ok that you didn't notice, but maybe the next person there - either V&E or Juicey - could mention our arrival? ![]() *bounces around* Procrastinating is fun. I just don't wanna do my essay lol |
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| Requiem | October 8, 2011, 6:13 am Post #342 |
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:D. about time, cocoooo. ;3. |
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| Wicked | October 8, 2011, 8:05 am Post #343 |
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Posted. I wasn't that happy with it but, eh. X.x |
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| Juicesir | October 8, 2011, 3:17 pm Post #344 |
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Djinn you're accepted. I'll work up your backstory after my post. And Wicked I didn't really think yours was that bad, to be honest.
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| Enja | October 10, 2011, 1:53 am Post #345 |
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Jei Ai: I'm sorry about that. You can just write it off as my guy wasn't paying any mind to the singing. My next post i'll do something about it. |
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| Dream | October 10, 2011, 6:36 pm Post #346 |
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i'll post when i get home. i apologize for not being on this weekend, i've been SUPER busy. x.x |
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I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall. | |
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| Juicesir | October 10, 2011, 6:45 pm Post #347 |
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No apologies needed.
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| Dream | October 10, 2011, 6:49 pm Post #348 |
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i'm actually possibly going to have a reply up before class ends.
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I'll whisper in your ear, You are mine, and you will never have to be alone. And when I pull you near, You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone. So let me be the one to lift you up, I'll carry you home. 'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe, And to catch you when you fall. | |
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| Juicesir | October 10, 2011, 7:13 pm Post #349 |
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Yays! |
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| Jei Ai | October 10, 2011, 10:15 pm Post #350 |
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I'm kicking it in the front seat of the library at University today. Or perhaps at the back... I dunno, I'm just ready for the weekend. Point is, I'll have a post up today. I'm going to try and difuse the tense situation with another crack at my powers lol though I am running out of lame-ass lyrics to write ![]() Cynic - not a problem at all ![]() |
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5:42 PM Jul 13
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It's not a problem. We're in this one for the long haul, so plenty of time. Haha.


That's my fault. Try not to get too stressed, and if this is weighing down on you guys, then take a break. It will be here.



5:42 PM Jul 13