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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 13, 2017 19:14:01 GMT -5
(It's ok night. Can you just remove the items in your form that don't match, please? Makes it easier on me))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 13, 2017 19:14:16 GMT -5
He curiously examined her, but at this point it was very evident he wasn't exactly making any conscious consensual decisions. 'Sure?' He slurred, before lying his head back agaibst the grass, straining to not pass out, his vision already spotting with black. Corven really hated feeling this weak, but he supposed he deserved it for trying to protect himself against that bigger were. Illiana did little to supress a chuckle. "You sound drunk," she commented, then used her fingers to smear the green salve all over the wound, covering it as thickly as she dared -- the moss/mushroom salve was hard to produce, and some of the ingredients she had to go into a town for. But Corven needed healing. So she finished applying the salve and then concentrated hard. Everything blotted out until all she could hear was her breath. In, and out. Then it started to flow. The magic down her veins. Swimming through her blood like dancing water nymphs, golden moon beams spindling out her fingers, moving to the beat of her heart. Little freckles, like sparks of golden fire, landed on the wound and started to spread webs of silken thread-like energy over the gash. The pulsed, and glowed, getting brighter and brighter with each breath of life Illiana took in. She loved this -- feeling the life of the forest around her, taking just a little bit from each plant around her, and a little bit from herself, to pour into something. It was a work of art, really. But this art cost her. When she was done, her eyes that had previously blinded themselves fuzzed back to focus. The wound was healed -- in full. But she was sapped. Her limbs were floppy and she had to hold onto a dead sapping sticking up from the ground beside her, or she would have fallen onto Corven. "I..I need to rest. Can you walk?" she asked, knowing his wound was healed but his strength wasn't necessarily back.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 13, 2017 19:15:35 GMT -5
((Going to sleep now guys, I really am exhausted and need to be up in the morning, meeting a friends boyfriend and then going searching for a missing dog in the afternoon. Night all xx)) [[Same, actually, night Blood! See ya tomorrow.]]
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 13, 2017 19:20:47 GMT -5
((That description of magic was lush omg xD G'night you two ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 6:35:43 GMT -5
[[Good Mooooooooornin' people! as you can tell, I am happy today.]] ((That description of magic was lush omg xD G'night you two )) [[Really? Thank you so much Night..that's really encouraging and means more than you know (I write fantasy novels. I'm trying to get said novels published. Knowing I can do good magic is important.]]
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 14, 2017 10:30:16 GMT -5
(Hello friends! Just a heads-up! I won't be on today because my boyfriend is coming to visit at university!
Lily: Reading that paragraph about Iliana doing her magic really wasn't fantastic, it was just so pretty in the mind's-eye!)
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 11:56:47 GMT -5
(Hello friends! Just a heads-up! I won't be on today because my boyfriend is coming to visit at university! Lily: Reading that paragraph about Iliana doing her magic really wasn't fantastic, it was just so pretty in the mind's-eye!) If u meant to say 'was fantastic': Thank you!! This is actually really great. If u meant to say 'wasn't fantastic': Oh...okay then.
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 14, 2017 12:34:35 GMT -5
(TOTALLY MEANT WAS!!! I was on my phone and half awake when I typed it!)
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 12:46:06 GMT -5
(TOTALLY MEANT WAS!!! I was on my phone and half awake when I typed it!) [[Lol I thought so xD. Thank you anyway.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 15:12:23 GMT -5
Ulfric quickly told him where he could stuff his fights, before flipping off the rest of the elites. "Go drown yaselves!" He yelled, before joining in with their laughing. Morcan snorted and moved away to sit down, already looking stressed again as he shuffled up his bunk and grabbed a list, silently working his way through it; this was a list of Ancientblood's he'd found that would join his team of elites.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 15:15:11 GMT -5
Corven had barely felt her work her magic, and had been far too delirious to even really understand that what was happening was real. Blinking blearily towards the woman, he strained to figure out what she had asked him, and found himself vaguely wondering why she looked so tired when she had been fine moments before. oh. Magic. Actual magic. he realised, and then finally figured out what she'd said; 'no.' He mumbled, his eyes burning from his effort of keeping them open- in all honesty, he just wanted to pass out and sleep- he was exhausted from his wounds, lack of food and water, and his past days of roaming before collapsing in this spot.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 15:37:43 GMT -5
Corven had barely felt her work her magic, and had been far too delirious to even really understand that what was happening was real. Blinking blearily towards the woman, he strained to figure out what she had asked him, and found himself vaguely wondering why she looked so tired when she had been fine moments before. oh. Magic. Actual magic. he realised, and then finally figured out what she'd said; 'no.' He mumbled, his eyes burning from his effort of keeping them open- in all honesty, he just wanted to pass out and sleep- he was exhausted from his wounds, lack of food and water, and his past days of roaming before collapsing in this spot. Illianna rolled her eyes. "Well, that's wonderful then, neither can I," she muttered, and tumbled over into the ground and collapsed. The magic always drained her like this, but did bring a sense of happiness and life too her. From her place on the ground, she turned and lay on her back, her hood fully off and a smattering of leith blonde strands poked out from the sides and her pale skin and blue eyes could be seen clearly. One hand pulled itself towards her bag and rummaged around inside. A moment later, and she found what she was looking for. She tossed the leather water skin towards Corven. "Drink, wolf. You need it." ((Soz if replies are bad/short. I'm on my impossible to use phone))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 15:40:35 GMT -5
((please check the first page for updated plot points!))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 15:42:20 GMT -5
'My name is not wolf' he snarled, agitated at her constant use of the term instead of his real name. at least she's not saying Mutt. He begrudgingly accepted the water and sipped from it. 'My name is Corven.' He repeated, wanting her to use it instead of the word 'wolf'. He was not currently a wolf, he was a human, and it was frustrating to be called one when he quite clearly wasn't!
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 14, 2017 15:46:47 GMT -5
Ulfric quickly told him where he could stuff his fights, before flipping off the rest of the elites. "Go drown yaselves!" He yelled, before joining in with their laughing. Morcan snorted and moved away to sit down, already looking stressed again as he shuffled up his bunk and grabbed a list, silently working his way through it; this was a list of Ancientblood's he'd found that would join his team of elites. Ulfric watched him from where he was stood with the others, before putting his drink down and walking over. "How's it goin'?" He asked, trying to read the list upside down.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 16:21:44 GMT -5
[[ok I can rp once I'm home I'm too useless on my phone. Blood, I read the plot updates for Zale'mas...that sounds awesome. What do you want Illianna to do? Also, should I add more werewolf characters? And bb 30-40 minutes]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 16:28:13 GMT -5
((Illiana can be the first stepping stone to giving the werewolves a voice!!! ^.^))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 16:45:05 GMT -5
[[Right, like a human representative sort of thing? I might make a few more w/w characters as well for the rebellion? Also feel free to use my characters at any point if it's going to be convenient. ]]
Illiana was slightly taken aback by his fierceness on the issue. Still, she could see why he was upset. She'd noticed how often the wolves were insulted and belittled. Even though wolves ruled the land. So she tried her best to furrow back under her hood, a tell tale sign she felt apologetic. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't...I didn't mean 'wolf' in a bad way. I like the wolves. I like them a lot. They can do lots of things I can't," she explained, hoping that she hadn't angered Corven too much.
However, she had some experience in treating the wounds of werewolves -- as he wasn't the first she'd come across, as she'd lived in the Howling Forest for almost 40 years. In doing so, anger had proven time and time again to motivate werewolves to, among other things, heal. So she tried to push the issue slightly, partly to see if the sensitive subject would spark his strength back, and partly to see his exact thoughts on the subject. A small bit of her was curious, since a lot of wolves felt differently. "Why...why don't you like being called wolf? Do you not like being a wolf?"
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 16:47:22 GMT -5
((That sounds good!! ^.^
I'm going to put up a WIP for the Mad Emperor. Me and Night will share him as we go, just to place him where it's most useful))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 16:51:03 GMT -5
'Because I am not a wolf!' He exclaimed, pushing himself up on shaking, muscular arms, looking down at her with an annoyed expression, the glazed look in his eyes slowly melting away to clarity. 'I am a human! If you called me it when I was transformed, it would be a very different matter; it's like calling your kind mundane.' The word 'mundane' was a derogatory term employed by Elves and Dwarves to refer to the human race, despite them being the majority race in the mortal realm. He looked away from her, rubbing his eyes tiredly, feeling his strength seeping back into his limbs, accelerated healing finally kicking in now that it wasn't fighting infection.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 16:55:40 GMT -5
[[Ok that's fab, how did you want the Crystal Isles plot to go for that? Cause I can create more monarchy/edit the monarch that I created if it suits you.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 17:22:52 GMT -5
((No, that's alright!! The Crystal isle can be brought into it all at the kingsmeet once we've got things organised and alliances sorted ^.^))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 17:27:58 GMT -5
[[No problem will the Zale'mas/Brah'gdan (I know it's not spelled right but my internet is slow right now and I don't want to click back to the front page) be rped out or is it just a kind of 'in the background' thing?]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 17:33:58 GMT -5
((That alliance is already in place everyone else will get to discuss and sway each other however~))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 17:35:58 GMT -5
'Because I am not a wolf!' He exclaimed, pushing himself up on shaking, muscular arms, looking down at her with an annoyed expression, the glazed look in his eyes slowly melting away to clarity. 'I am a human! If you called me it when I was transformed, it would be a very different matter; it's like calling your kind mundane.' The word 'mundane' was a derogatory term employed by Elves and Dwarves to refer to the human race, despite them being the majority race in the mortal realm. He looked away from her, rubbing his eyes tiredly, feeling his strength seeping back into his limbs, accelerated healing finally kicking in now that it wasn't fighting infection. [[Well s*it I thought I replied to this but apparently I just left the text in google docs apologies ) Illiana smiled a little, it was good to see him moving -- finally. Clearly, her little plan had worked. "Well," she said "I suppose I am mundane, in a way. I can't...talk right, sometimes, because I grew here," she gestured around herself to the howling forest. It was both her prison and her palace. She loved the flowers, and trees, and every part of nature -- especially if it was common or ugly, because then she could really search around it until she found something beautiful in it. Whether it be the rare blue roses, that had unsightly dark green leaves all year round, or the crusted lichen that could be refined into quite the curative tonic, she loved finding something no one else found exceptional, that really was exceptional. Because then, she could have all the exceptionalness to herself. Yet, she didn't have much of a choice. Illiana had no idea where she really came from -- a priest of beastia she'd once met wandering the woods, suggested she was from Oceana. But from what she'd heard of the people there, that didn't feel like the truth. No, she was a child of the woods, even if her pale skin and light hair marked her as foreign. "Did you grow here too?" she asked Corven.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 17:43:00 GMT -5
((OMFG I've been spelling g my own characters name wrong. Convel*** omg. Only me))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 14, 2017 17:51:52 GMT -5
[[Lol that's fine xD I do that all the time.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 19:03:31 GMT -5
'Been here since I was 6 and bitten,' he responded, a grim and angry expression on his face. 'Tossed out of the carriage without a second thought by my father. Didn't even leave me any food. If it weren't for my transformation, I'd have starved.' He looked away, plucking at the grass, every so often feeling a wave of dizziness from exhaustion.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 19:04:32 GMT -5
Morcan snorted and moved away to sit down, already looking stressed again as he shuffled up his bunk and grabbed a list, silently working his way through it; this was a list of Ancientblood's he'd found that would join his team of elites. Ulfric watched him from where he was stood with the others, before putting his drink down and walking over. "How's it goin'?" He asked, trying to read the list upside down. 'Fine.' Morcan murmured. 'Not too many this year; and we haven't had many applicants from Varezi, either.' He sighed, glancing up at Ulfric. 'I might have to skip on it for the next few months, let a few more come of age.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 14, 2017 19:14:45 GMT -5
Ulfric watched him from where he was stood with the others, before putting his drink down and walking over. "How's it goin'?" He asked, trying to read the list upside down. 'Fine.' Morcan murmured. 'Not too many this year; and we haven't had many applicants from Varezi, either.' He sighed, glancing up at Ulfric. 'I might have to skip on it for the next few months, let a few more come of age.' Ulfric nodded slowly. "It might be for the best...then again, we should still take these ones on and get them trained. If we don't get lucky, we'll need them." He sighed.
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