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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 19, 2016 11:47:15 GMT -5
This is in a Medieval Setting! For years the country of Merish lived contently. Tucked aside in a corner, it was safe from war and disputes. However a greater enemy soon found this city tucked in the corner. A safe place to hide and this was true. No one would suspect little Merish of such evil. And so the enemy sat in this small country, growing in power and numbers. Now it is their time to rise in power. Witches. They attacked with dark magic and enchanting ways of decieving the strongest of people. Merish is falling into peril and there are only a select few left to save the country. Witch Hunters. But can they defeat an enemy who has stored power for centuries? How about we find out for ourselves?
Luana- Witch Hunter The slim, dark haired female stood in the corner of the tavern. A thick cloak covered her body and a hood obscured her face from veiw. She looked around the age of 18 possibly a year older. The men in the tavern laughed loudly and called out praises to her, suggesting she come have a drink. But the female heard none of it, never even looked their way. Her eyes were glued to the blonde female whispering with a male in the corner. The blonde could be a simple wench trying to earn an extra tip. But the way the woman's eyes seem to sparkle with malice when the man touched her suggested otherwise. The dark haired female, Luana amoung those she knew, seemed to go unnoticed by almost everyone in the tavern, except for the men at the bar. She moved to an empty table and sat down, never breaking her gaze on the blonde woman in the corner.
Davine- Unknown Davine, a curvy young blonde around 19 or 20, laughed with the man as he spke in slurred sentences. He'd had a bit to much ale this evening, cursty of Davine herself. She needed him a bit tipsy before she would be able to leave. Davine giggled girlishly as the man pulled her onto his lap. When I get my hands around that drunken neck....She thought maliciously. But her well praticed, charm of a smile stayed placed perfectly on her cherry red lips. Davine could feel the stare of the dark haired woman in the corner. She felt the cloaked females presense as soon as she entered the tavern. But Davine refused to look suspicious or to even glance in the woman's direction. She concentration was on the filthy rat who's lap she sat in. "How about another drink?" Davine whispered at the man, giving him her award winning smile. "Keep them coming 'til I pass out!" He exclaimed with a drunken chuckle. Davine's eyes darkened momentarily. Oh trust me, I will......
All I ask of everyone is that you are at least semi-literate (2-3 sentences each post AT LEAST) And I ask that we keep things PG/PG-13! Most importantly, HAVE FUN!
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 19, 2016 15:07:53 GMT -5
(Bump? Must I start roleplaying with myself?)
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 19, 2016 15:42:39 GMT -5
(Hi! Okey dokey! Thanks for letting me know though, I might've started talking to myself like the crazy person I am xD)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2016 17:02:56 GMT -5
I'm here! Do you want me to join as a specific role or gender?)
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 19, 2016 17:52:36 GMT -5
(Hello! And it doesn't matter what gender ya'll join as or role. You can be a witch, witch hunter, or just a normal person. You could be some mythical being like an elf if you wanted to xD)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2016 18:00:39 GMT -5
Ooo, I'll be a hybrid human witch hunter! Do you want us to make characters before hand?)
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 20, 2016 8:03:00 GMT -5
(Sorry I poofed! Sure Clover! You can be anything really xD)
(You can make the characters before hand if you want to or you can describe them through roleplay, its all up to you)
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 20, 2016 16:45:32 GMT -5
(La Bumpity)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2016 17:02:37 GMT -5
I'll just describe her through RP)
Thea walked down the cobblestone streets. The boots she wore made a clopping noise as she walked. She was wearing a cloak, but Thea had not worn the hood. It was more like a cape. Her silvery highlights mixed in with her light brown hair gave off a soft glow when exposed to the moonlight. The darkness was her friend, not enemy like most people. Thea loved the dark, she loved the mysteriousness it held and the shelter it gave. Thea was a werewolf, she came from a long line of them. This is why her hair is the color it is and her eyes are an eerie yellow, but for some reason it held a certain beauty. She was short in stature, but not someone you want to get mad. Besides that point, Thea may be a creature herself, but that did not mean she was betraying the werewolf kind by being a witch hunter. Tonight, she was headed to a tavern/inn where there was a sighting of a witch supposedly and they sent her and one other girl to examine the area. Thea did not know if the other girl had gotten there yet, all she knew was that now she was in the building.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 20, 2016 17:32:27 GMT -5
(Okey Dokey :3)
Luana Luana sat rigidly on her wooden stool. She was told not to strike until the other witch hunter had gotten to the tavern. They said the blonde was one of the more powerful witches. A deep frown graced Luana's lips. She didn't want to wait. He fingers traced the pure iron daggers strapped securely to her waist. She could take the witch now and leave with no problems. But the cost of disobeying an order and possibly messing up was something she didn't' want to experience. To hold back her own impatience, Luana ordered a drink and was soon passed the tankard. She took a long sip, her green eyes narrowed sharply on the blonde woman.
Davine Davine daintily excepted the tankard from the barman. She gently raised the wooden cup to the man's lips and poured the strong ale into his mouth. Some spilled out onto his chin and even on her skirt, but Davine payed no attention. Just a few more drinks and she could take this man outside and no one would remember him. He was a simple drunkard and she would finally be able to do what she came here for. Just a few more drinks. However that task didn't seem to diifcult. As long as Davine was holding the cups and sitting in his lap the man seemed content enough to drink his soul away. Which might just be what he ended up doing.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2016 18:16:39 GMT -5
Thea opened the door carefully as to not draw attention to herself. The light inside was the complete opposite of what she liked. She was hoping it would be a bit dimmer but she had a job to do, and complaining about the lighting was not part of it. Thea noticed a girl that she had seen every now and then at the headquarters was there too. Thea assumed she was the one she was supposed to work with. Thea gave her a slight nod, hoping that sent the message that she was on her side. Thea noticed she was also focused on a girl with a drunkard on the other side of the room. Perhaps this was the witch, but she would wait for the signal
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 21, 2016 8:38:01 GMT -5
Luana Luana's eyes drifted from the blonde woman to the door as someone silently entered. That'd be th other hunter. Finally, time to get this show moving. Luana met the other females gaze and nodded twice and then once toward the blonde female, a simple signal that meant the blonde was the one they came for. Lunana shifted in her seat, waiting for the right time to strike. The witch didn't seem to notice them yet, but Luana knew better. The witch must've sensed their presence when they entered and the fact that she was blantantly ignring them proved her theory to a T.
Davine Davine struggled to keep herself from stiffening and turning to the door. Someone else had entered and froom what she could see out of the corner of her vision. It was another witch hunter. She couldn't do much with them in the building. Davine exaimed the man before her. He was drunk enough. His mental state would just have to do. Davine leaned to his ear. "Come, lets go outside. It's a bit more private out there" Although her desire of being private was obviously somethign completely oppisite of the man's thoughts, it got him up. Using her body weight to support him, she wrapped his arm around her waste and giggled girlishly as she lead him outside.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2016 17:10:01 GMT -5
Thea knew the other girl was definitely a witch hunter as well by the signal she gave. As basic as it was. She moved her hair out of her face to get a good look at the witch's face so if their mission was unsuccessful she would know who to look out for. Thea saw a a girl standing idly by, she seemed a bit unsure of why she was where she was. Being a werewolf, she knew about signals both human and wolf. She didn't need anyone to tell her that fiddling with your hands would be unsureness. But when she looked back at where the witch was, she was already out the door Dang it... she thought to herself before motioning the other hunter to follow along after her. Thea gave another look to the other girl, one of curiosity. Was he nervous because she was a witch herself? Thea couldn't give it much thought before losing the person completely. She headed out the door after a few moments when she was sure the witch would not be able to notice Thea behind her.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 22, 2016 8:35:19 GMT -5
Luana Luana had to keep herself from bolting from her chair as the witch stood up. There was no way she was lettting this witch get away with that man. He probably had no idea what he was getting into. Luana forced herself to remain seated, but her hand gripped her silver dagger. Her eyes drifted to the other witch hunter as she gave the signal to follow. In one fluid motion, Luana was up and behind the other witch hunter. Close enough to be able to contact each ther from signals, but far enough away to avoid suspicion. She followed the other female out the door, her gaze drifting over a redhead in the corner, but she continued outside. When her foot hit the cobblestone outside her hard gaze raked the streets. "Did you see where she went?" Luana asked the other hunter sharply, tense at the thought of losing the witch so close to night fall.
Davine Davine kept her eyes on the man as the stepped outside. But she saw the stiffening of the dark haired hunter and the movment to follow from the other one. They thought she was a witch and she was going to kill him. At least they had some of it right. Davine moved quickly, practically dragging the man around the corner of the tavern, pulling him into a darkened alley. She stopped, breathing heavily, the man was almost dead weight for her. "This is your thoughts of privacy? Well any privacy is as good as any" The mans slurred voice came through the dark. A hand creapt around her waist and Davine let her anger flare. She spun around and elbowed the man across the face, sending him stumbling away from her. "Don't touch me you foul rat!" She hissed wth malice, stalking toward him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 16:15:29 GMT -5
Thea slowed when she heard her fellow hunter speak, "No, but I know where she's headed." Thea followed the witch's footprints to a 't'. Her heightened sense of smell becoming useful once more. Her footsteps making almost no sound as she followed the witch, hoping the hunter behind her tried to be careful as well. However, after going down a street she smelled a new smell. She turned around, knowing she had very little time before it could be too late for the man. Thea looked at a empty space though. She furrowed her brows in thought, but turned around again. Thea continued on, until she was around the back of the tavern. There she was, her and the drunkard.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 26, 2016 16:27:39 GMT -5
(Soory I poofed for so long!) Luana Luana nodded, trusting the other witch hunter knew what she was doing. Luana was glad that the group of hunters had sent her a tracker. Luana herself wasn't much of a tracker. But her stealth was uncanny and her talent with poisons and air-activated toxins was deadly. She could use a dagger well too, which is why she always carried one with her, but in a brawl relying on strength, she would surely lose. Luana held her breath and followed after the other hunter, staying completely silent and making no noise. She peered around the backside of the tavern. Eyes landing on the witch and her drunk. It was odd that the female hadn't used any dark magic yet, but Luana didn't let her guard down. Some witches liked to toy with humans and use physical for natural means of hurting them before they struck with their dark magic. Luana looked at the other witch hunter. "You've got a plan?" She whispered under her breath.
Davine Davine glowered at the fallen man who now trembled at her feet. He was obviously shaken by her sudden aggressive behavior and confidence. "Now...now, what's this all about lass?" He said shakily, holding up his hands in surrender. He slowly moved to get up and Davine kicked out with her foot, slamming her heel into his shoulder and shoving him back down. He landed with a grunt and she placed her foot against his throat slowly applying pressure. Davine leaned down, her voice dangerously low. "Why aren't you in jail? You belong in jail." She hissed. The man shook beneath her, gasping for air. "Ho-how-did yo-you know about me?" "Tell me!" Davine practically shouted in his face, shoving weight her foot that laid against his throat. He gasped and wiggled. "They.....they set...me free....after I....served time......in the war......for France. Instead of killing me...they let me go for....proving my loyalty." He gasped. Davine growled and spat. "They should've killed you" She said lowly, "But not it seems I have the pleasure of doing their job for them"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2016 16:37:51 GMT -5
Thea narrowed her eyes, brows furrowed in thought and confusion at what she was seeing. Why wasn't the witch using her magic? Was she just trying to prove a point? Although, Thea was not sure what point she could possibly be trying to make. She kept herself from jumping in to save the man just yet, and it is a good thing she did. The other girl had asked her a question, "No. We'll wing it." She responded. Plans took time for Thea and she did not have weeks to work this out, they had moments. Thea was not the quickest of thinkers but strength made up for it when she went to her wolf form. Thea shifted into her wolf form, and a beast she was. She became a timber wolf of nearly 5 feet at the shoulder. Her hair color became the color of her fur and her eyes stayed the same, silver with bits of brown in them. She sprinted forward to the witch, even though this man was a creep, she had to save lives. And this is one instance where she can't compromise on that rule. She launched herself at the witch, bowling her over and off the man.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 26, 2016 17:03:13 GMT -5
Luana Luana momentarily grinned. She liked this girls kind of thinking. Although she was taken by surprise when the other female turned into a werewolf. She didn't have time to ask questions or look. As the other girl charged for the witch, Luana went for the man. As the werewolf took the witch off of him, Luana reached into her belt and pulled out a purple powder, throwing it in the man's face. The powder turned in a dark cloud of purple surrounded his head like a fog and he coughed before slouching on the ground, asleep. Luana hardly stopped in her run to look at the man. She went for the witch.
Davine Davine reached for a dagger under her skirts when the werewolf came at her. She turned toward the wolf in surprise, but didn't have much time to move as the wolf knocked her over. Davine hissed in pain as she smacked into the ground. It was a werewolf. By the size of the wolf and the precise action of its attack. It had to be a werewolf. Her fingers tightened around her dagger. It was silver. It was her only chance. Her only weapon. She was alone in an alley with a deadly werewolf and a perverted man. What a situation. Davine had her dagger tip against the wolf's throat in seconds. "Try to make one move and I'll put this dagger straight through your jugular" She hissed dangerously.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2016 17:08:59 GMT -5
Thea didn't move, neither away or toward the witch, "That means I can take you down with me, or we both leave. I honestly like the first option better." She growled dangerously. Keeping her her jaws near her neck, it didn't matter who made a move first, they would both die if either attacked. They were at impass now, Thea could either finish the job while costing her her life or leave and say she had failed. But Thea never liked to fail. She has failed at missions before, but she can't let them down now. Would it be better to die a hero or live a coward? Thea wanted to say her thoughts outloud as it helped her think, but that was obviously not an option right now.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 26, 2016 17:25:20 GMT -5
Luana Luana stalked silently over to the witch, going unnoticed by both females as she moved behind the witch. "I don't think either of those will happen" She said roughly, kicking the females wrist and knocking the blade to the ground before pulling the witch out from underneath the werewolf and holding a blade to her neck. "Not today anyways" Luana grumbled under her breath. She kept her blade against the witches neck, least the female make a move for any kind of dark magic. "What did you want with that man?" Luana questioned, glancing over at the drunkard who was still asleep on the ground.
Davine Davine smirked at the werewolf. "I like to believe I'm a bit faster with the blade then you are with your mouth" She challenged. But her smug nature was cut short as someone spoke behind her and a heeled boot collided with her wrist. Davine gave a sharp cry of pain and dropped the blade, having no time to react as hands grabbed her airs and yanked her to her feet. She had even less time to catch her breath when a cool blade was pressed to her neck. Davine stiffened rebelliously and glared at the werewolf, seeing no one else to take her anger out on. "That's my business not yours" Davine snapped in reply to the question. So the person holding the blade was a women. That was better then a man.
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 26, 2016 18:55:03 GMT -5
The elf-girl, Ameena, watched the two, studying in interest the power that kept on jumping from one side to the other, but it looked like the witch needed some help. With a small smirk, the girl slipped out of the shadows, allowing herself to become visible. "Now, now, whats going on here?" She asked, her voice slightly high, perhaps childlike, despite her age. She slipped her hand into her cloak, hand landing on the handle of the small blade she kept with her. She couldn't risk calling on any of her dragons, not yet. Because every time she called on them, she would often become weakened, and therefore useless in a fight.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2016 7:11:35 GMT -5
Thea greatly appreciated the witch hunter's assistance. She didn't let her guard down however, and kept herself stuff, and in an attack position ready to spring back into action. Her lips were drawn back into a snarl at the witch's retort of her not believing it was anyone's buisness what she was up to. "I think it is, a murderer is someone everybody needs to be aware of..." Thea began circling the witch hunter and the witch. But it was obviously meant to make sure the witch didn't get any ideas. Thea stopped abruptly when she heard a high pitched voice, almost like a child's but when she saw the figure at the enterance to the allyway, she knew that that was not a child. She kept her fur on her shoulder blades and along her back standing, wanting to confirm if she was friend or foe, "Who are you?" Thea growled, more menacing then she was hoping for it to sound.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 28, 2016 12:07:30 GMT -5
(So I plan on making this roleplay into a book. Would you guys mind if I included your characters in it?)
Luana Luana's grip on her blade tightened and she pushed it further against the witch's neck. Her uncooperative manner was already irritating. But before Luana could hiss another question, a voice spoke. She looked up a bit surprised to see a female figure standing away from the shadows. Luana's frown deepened. Did every have to be nosy about witch hunter business? "This is witch hunter business, leave us be or we'll take you in for trial as well" Luana snapped, obviously impatient.
Davine Davine sneered at the werewolf. "Since the man isn't dead yet, I'd hardly consider myself a murderer" She retorted defiantly. "If you looking for a murderer, take him in. He's got more blood on his hands then I ever will." Davine snapped, her gaze drifting toward the sleeping man. Taking in a swallow gasp as the blade to her neck tightened, Davine looked over at newest figure to appear in the alley. Another one? Apparently the back of the tavern was a bit more popular then she had first anticipated.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 28, 2016 12:20:29 GMT -5
"Mmm, I don't think you could put me on trial if you tried." She responded with a small smirk, the elfin girl, only around a century, walked past the werewolf without so much of a blink, and to the two other figures. "Now, are you truly planning to kill her, I thought that you had to take her in? " She asked with something akin to a smirk on her face. The trials where ghastly, but seemingly popular in this town. It was why the girl tried to stick to the forests, it was easier that way. She seemed to align herself more with the witches, they never tried to kill her, unlike the humans in this town. They simply didn't understand the difference between returning what is rightfully another persons and stealing, and therefore accused her of petty theft and tried to hang her. It brought her so much joy when she was able to escape from their prison cells, and watch the look on their faces when they thought she was gone. From then on, she made it her personal goal to cause as much trouble as she could, much to her dragon, Terravins, disapproval. She could sense him now, in the back of her mind, warning her to get out while she could.
(Not at all! Maybe you could let us know if it gets published, though! So we can read it!)
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Sept 28, 2016 12:41:54 GMT -5
(xD Thanks! And I'll let you know xD have you ever heard of wattpad? That's where I write all of my books. If you'd like to read this one you could always find it on there xD)
Luana Luana glared at the girl who was already becoming a nuisance. They needed to get this witch to trial. They council had given her two days. This was day two. And this girl was putting her behind schedule. Luana looked at the female with a stern, unaffected gaze. "The only person who has said anything about killing anyone is you and this witch here. I clearly stated that I would take you to trial as well. That means she'll be coming along to." Luana said flatly. She was obviously unamused by the girls antics. "But, if you want to give me a reason to kill you. I'll do it to get you out of my way. Witch Hunters are the law in this town. They wouldn't lift a finger against me if I said you attacked me first" Luana said lowly, her voice holding a dangerous edge. The female wasn't afraid to kill to get someone out of her way. There might be a bit of legal trouble, but being a witch hunter had its perks and she planned to use them well.
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