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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 12, 2018 23:56:22 GMT -5
(Tyler, Rye and Vera are open)
Luna hoped the people attacked by these rogues were okay. She makes a mental note to possibly send someone to give them some food and coin as compensation. "I hope those brutes are dealt with swiftly."
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Post by bloodrosepelt on Dec 13, 2018 0:41:19 GMT -5
Name: Redcap
Description: Redcap looks like what you expect from a goblin, the only difference being the top of his head looking like a red cap. His height is about average for goblins, that being three feet four inches. His key features, aside from his "redcap", are his long pointy nose and his almost elf like ears. However, the tips of his ears bend downwards giving them a kind of hook shape. His skin is a dark green, almost like what you would find most seaweed to look like. As for his cloths they are typically a pair of tan pants, a leather belt with a with a Cocary knife hanging off it.
What you Are: Goblin
Personality: Redcap is for the most part an average goblin. This means he is a greedy, temperamental, mischievous, and malicious. However, unlike other goblins he is less likely to attack any people due to the fact that he does not have the help of his horde. Because of this fact when Redcap does anything he is more likely to stick to the fast and easy.
Threat Level: medium
Background: At one time Redcap lived in a fairly decent sized horde, like most goblins do for survival. However, one day his horde was attacked by a larger horde of hobgoblins and was all but whipped out. Now without a horde to back him Redcap travels from place to place and doing whatever he feels necessary to survive.
Crush: none
Mate: none
Other: If he wants to live he needs to coat his "red cap" in a sort of crimson liquid, and if he doesn't do so then he will die.
SN: bloodrosepelt
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Post by Morior on Dec 13, 2018 0:49:48 GMT -5
(anywhere I should start Hawk?)
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Post by Smokey Feather on Dec 13, 2018 0:52:01 GMT -5
AshLightning Hawkeyes258Slade honestly wanted to suggest killing them. Heck, if he knew he wouldn't get in trouble for it, he'd strike a deal with the Shadow Treaders. Helgen itself was more than enough to step all over those bandits, as dangerous as they're getting. He knew Helgen wouldn't agree though, mostly because Slade wouldn't catch its interest with something it thought petty. The ancient entity had gone through much worse. Shrugging the thoughts off, he finally spoke. "No. This group is growing. Now, they'll never be an army or anything, or anything close to being an actual "threat", but still. I think you should either send more people to actually drive them off, or execute one of them. Street all, they killed two of your people. Half of that is the very least they can do." He knew Jay and Luna wouldn't order execution though, unfortunately. "Either way, they'll not be leaving Silverwood alone unless given a good scare." Hm, maybe their least should be found. And executed. Someone had to be pulling the strings. plagueHm. He was scared. Funny. He probably wished for the safety of his herd, which they could stil smell on him, but it was faint. Still enough to track them though. Tail swishing, they eyed him. "You don't say much," Flora spoke, blinking slowly. "You are afraid." Not that it made a difference. Then, they proceeded to simply sit down, tail wrapping over their paws. "Why are you without a herd?" Diamond's nose twitched. Maybe he's a runt. Stephen shook his head. Runts look weaker. Ugly. He bleated, to sing his head as Flora yawned. "Are you trying to grey somewhere?" Or maybe he just wanted time rp himself away from his herd. Didn't even matter where. Waiting for response, all three heads remained turned toward the unicorn. The only one who didn't look too interested was Diamond. If anything, there was the tiniest glint of hunger in her eye. She seemed to be kept in check by her partners though.
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Post by Morior on Dec 13, 2018 3:45:39 GMT -5
Name: Jaya Vengalil Description: Jaya is a slender average height girl, maybe a little on the shorter side with an hourglass figure and dark honey-toned skin. She has elegant features, a long narrow nose, dark brown eyes, and a heart-shaped face. Her hair is a silky dark brown, almost black, and falls to her waist, though often tied up in a low bun. She normally wears very elaborate clothing, dark brown/black, white, or blue fabrics with detailed gold and silver designs. She normally wears a long fitted tunic with sleeves that just pass the elbow, and pants underneath since she dislikes wearing dresses or skirts. Age: 18 Personality: Jaya is quiet, almost rarely talks at all unless she's spoken to. She doesn't like confrontation, she keeps her head down and gets envelopped in her studies, but when she needs to speak those studies pay off in a sharp and wity tongue. Rank: Noble Lady Weapon(s)/Power(s): Two daggers Background: Her father was a prince from a foreign kingdom, the fifth born and obviously not the heir to said kingdom, he and his wife left to find wealth and a home in Silverwood. This technically makes Jaya foreign royalty but it's extrmemely unlikely that she would inherit that kingdom through her family lines. Crush: Dante Nightrose Spouse/ GF/BG: Family: Other: SN: Morior
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Post by MadFaith on Dec 13, 2018 4:36:43 GMT -5
(Hey would love to join this rp [after exams obviously haha] but I was just curious if there was a list of "canon" powers or creatures within the world? Like is a shapeshifter outlandish? Or an elemental? Or like elves? Sorry, just curious)
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 12:19:47 GMT -5
Dancing lightly in place from nervousness,Samfuin cavorted around in front of the creature before settling several yards away.If he was far enough away,he would have ample time to react to an attack.He didn't like the look in the eyes of the lion head.His nostrils flared slightly anxiously even though he was trying to hide his fear for the most part as Samfuin acknowledged the creatures words with a flick of his tail. "I have my reasons for my journey."He replied cautiously,choosing each word carefully before responding."I want to know whats out there."He finished abruptly,giving no more, and no less in his answer.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 13, 2018 14:24:18 GMT -5
(Hey would love to join this rp [after exams obviously haha] but I was just curious if there was a list of "canon" powers or creatures within the world? Like is a shapeshifter outlandish? Or an elemental? Or like elves? Sorry, just curious) (I could probably come up with something. Anything is fair game long as it's not to OP)
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 17:22:18 GMT -5
I cant remember for the life of me how to embed pics here....so heres a link with my pic of Tiriaq..)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 13, 2018 17:58:37 GMT -5
Nice!)
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Post by AshLightning on Dec 13, 2018 18:07:27 GMT -5
Jay nodded as he held his wife close and listened to Slade. “I see... well if you think a stronger show of force is needed, then that’s what we need to do.” He replied, still pondering appropriate steps. “Slade, I know you often work with the military as a sort of go between. Would you mind taking on this duty? Organize a military force of some kind to go there and scare out the invaders? Take whatever force you prefer, whether it be the Scouts, Archers, Militia, any division you think best.” He said, a somewhat order-phrase ‘request’.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 13, 2018 18:36:44 GMT -5
Luna nodded her head agreeing with her husband. She learned long ago that bandits could not be reasoned with. She disliked killing but knew it had to be done.
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Post by AshLightning on Dec 13, 2018 19:10:40 GMT -5
((Would you like to skip them to later or something? Just so we can to some? Maybe to later that day or to night and we have them go for a night out in the forest or something as wolves?))
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 19:56:44 GMT -5
so..anyone wanna rp with Tiriaq?)
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 20:53:54 GMT -5
kay! ;3 did you want to start?)
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 21:14:25 GMT -5
"Okay Tiriaq,deep breaths now,nothing to worry about,you've done this a million times now.."Tiriaq whispered to himself under his breath,peering out from behind a makeshift curtain at the marketplace.The corner he had chosen to set up was rather cozy,making the crowd forming there seem bigger than it was. He watched as more and more people shuffled over,drawn by the dazzling makeshift stage festooned in maroon and chartreuse silk banners and growing crowd.Tiriaq continued to mutter to himself under his breath,growing more and more anxious as it drew closer to showtime.His breath nearly caught in his chest when he heard the opening beats from the drummer who was accompanying him for this performance.Guess it was showtime.He drew closer to the curtains and prepared himself for his grand entrance.When the beat played again,he swept through the flowing curtains,making his way elegantly to center stage where he froze,head lowered,as he waited for the next beat.
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 22:22:30 GMT -5
Soon the drum beat sounded again,this time a continuous,steady beat.Tiriaq slowly moved across the stage,his feet following the beat of the drum,the rest of his body swaying to its own melody.The banners that festooned the makeshift stage fluttered around him as his elaborate red and green costume flew about him like bird wings,dazzling the crowd with their vibrant colors.The tempo rose and Tiriaq followed suit,his movements more erratic,yet still following the rhythm of the drums,moving like the wind across the stage.Tiriaq couldn't help but smile to himself from beneath his mask as he heard gasps and sounds of awe coming from the crowd as he teetered on the edge of the stage.He balanced on one foot,spinning in place as his sleeves became wings once more as he twirled.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Dec 13, 2018 22:37:49 GMT -5
Hawkeyes258 AshLightningSlade raised a brow. "I am a hunter. Not a soldier, so I will not purposefully enlist the help of any." He smiled slightly. "You know of my home. Spread the word that I am to be dealing with the scum. Whoever shows up is who I will use, be it a soldier or a peasant." Turning away, he added "And take your time, I suppose. You and your wife seemed to have been up to something before I showed up. It isn't like the bandits are going anywhere either." plague"There is much beyond your herd." They swished their tail, wings twitching. Diamond yawned, fangs gaping. Flora's nostrils twitched as Stephen twitched an ear. "Are you still seeing them?" It wasn't uncommon to see lone unicorns, but they tended to stick together. Safety in numbers, though unicorns weren't always to be taken lightly. Stephen bleated. I'm bored. And hungry. Let's leave. Diamond growled, the middle head bumping the goat. I don't want dragonfruit right now. Meat is better. Flora tilted her head. "They are debating whether to stay or not. You are not in danger." Okay, technically he was, but Diamond was losing two to one on killing Samfuin at the moment. "Are you just wandering, or is there somewhere in particular you are trying to find?"
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 22:40:22 GMT -5
The drumbeats soon slowed their fervor,returning to a slow even beat,Tiriaq's dancing followed suit.His feet soon carried him back to center stage,the drumbeats finally ceasing as he lowered himself into a deep bow,freezing completely.The crowd clapped,the ones who had enjoyed it anyways,there were of course the uneasily impressed among them. Tiriaq rose to his feet once more and bowed a few more times,sweeping his arms out to take in the crowd,letting his long sleeves fly out again."Thank you,thank you,I appreciate your patronage,feel free to show it even more to my great accompanist."His voice rang out,surprisingly resonant for coming from behind a mask as he nodded towards the drummer who was now walking through the crowd with a collection dish.Not a bad show at all..Tiriaq thought as he continued watching the crowd as some reached for their coin purses,while others simply dispersed.His eye was soon drawn to a curious sight,a woman in the middle of the crowd who was crowned by horns and jewels.Some noble?He considered her quietly,any expression he might be showing,hidden of course by his bird mask.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 13, 2018 22:49:32 GMT -5
(Sure)
"Thank you Slade!" Luna said giving him a smile. He was a good man and they were lucky to have him as their adviser. She gave him a nod of her head before looking back at her husband.
(Mini time skip)
Luna,who was in her wolf form, arrived at the tree and waited patiently for her husband. He told her later on in the day to meet him here in their wolf forms.
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Post by Morior on Dec 13, 2018 22:56:11 GMT -5
(could I make a centaur character?)
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Post by plague on Dec 13, 2018 22:59:17 GMT -5
Still cautious,Samfuin kept his distance but calmed slightly,his body becoming less tense."I do not know what I seek..."He started,ignoring the comment on his herd.It wasn't his place to reveal them.It seemed safe enough...this creature,for the moment anyways."Why? Is there somewhere I should be?"He finished,watching them carefully,his tail swishing back and forth.It was true,he really didn't have any plans at the moment,he was just letting his hooves guide him.
Tiriaq stood a moment,watching the noble a few more moments,starting from his reverie when movement from her caught his attention.Noting her wave and her retreat into the marketplace,Tiriaq nodded to his drummer who was still collecting coins,and lept down lightly from the stage into the crowd.Nodding awkwardly at the people who remained and offered up acknowledgement of his dance,he made his way through the crowd in the direction the woman had gone.Not really sure why he was following her,he kept it up anyways,soon catching sight of her just ahead of him."Er...excuse me?"He called out when he was just behind her,staring awkwardly at his hands,not wanting to make eye contact,despite being rather curious about her appearance.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Dec 13, 2018 23:01:42 GMT -5
(Wip)
Name: Avalon Gentry
Description: Her most noticeable feature is her eye. Yes, eye. As in singular eye. She's half cyclops, and inherited her father's one blue eye, though hers isn't nearly as bulbous, being a little smaller than a fist. It's a beautiful bright blue with a few darker flecks, and actually goes quite well against her dark skin. Her mother is human though, and this gave Avalon her normal 6'2 height. She also received her black skin from her mother, though her lean figure came from her father. Her hair is a fluffy, coarse texture consisting of tons upon tons of tiny, compact curls. She usually has this hair cut no taller than an inch. For clothing, she will usually wear what allows for sneaking and quick travel. From her cyclops culture though, she wears a prominent gold nose-ring, worn by those with blood of a chief, which her father is, running through their veins. This ring is made of pure gold, and has the ancient language of her people inscribed on it, though it can be translated to say "move for your people."
Age: 22
Personality: She is rather curious and friendly, but she LOVES to steal. She always seems to know the best places and how to take things.Maybe it's her gigantic eye that can pick out goodies, maybe not. Avalon doesn't see thievery as a bad thing, because her cyclops culture will take things through much more aggressive methods. She doesn't want to break spines or rip off ears though, so stealing it is. The thrill of it is what she likes the most really. In terms of social interaction, she cam be just about the sweetest thing if you get to know her. However, her big eye tends to drive people away. Those that aren't though, they earn the friendship of an intelligent, loyal and creative woman. And a rather powerful ally in terms of both powers and physical strength, as she can take down most people if fighting with no weapons thanks to the strength she inherited from her father.
Rank: Member of the Crystal Vipers
Weapon(s)/Power(s): Geomancy, which is the manipulation of earth. She's able to change herself into rock as well. Also, she's able to what's basically resonate her soul with others and amplify their power. For regular humans, they have more endurance or strength. For anyone with powers, said powers grow considerably stronger. However, she can't make herself stronger one bit, can only resonate with one individual at a time, and can only do it for about half an hour, and that's pushing it. Both the geomancy and resonance are powers inherited from her chief bloodline. All other cyclops in existence can only work with the element of fire, and cannot resonate their souls. Avalon, being the next in line to rule a clan, has inherited these abilities, though can't manipulate fire outside of the forge. And, one last power, she's able to manipulate her size. She can't shrink beyond her human size though, and can't become thousands of feet tall or anything. Just typical cyclops height, which is still kinda big. This power has limit though, as she can't stay big forever, the time depending on her will and sometimes adrenaline, and must rest a LOOOOONG time after changing back. And, though this is not necessarily a power, she is a master smithy and sculptor, just like any other cyclops. She can work with any metal, jewel and so on to create anything from weapons to clothing if she has the right tools. She of course crafted her own weapon, a flail fashioned like a severed head, with bulging eyes and a straining tongue and everything, the head also having small, blunt spikes.
Background: Avalon was born into a human life, but her mother never kept her cyclops blood a secret.She became fascinated with it, and was always delighted when her father came to visit her village. He would tell her stories of his battles, travels, and the day he met her mother. Her parents made sure she didn't look down upon humans though, despite her father's tribe not liking them too much. He was the chief though, so they wouldn't dare harm them! They warmed up to Avalon though, especially when she got to accompany her father back to his home in the mountains. She of course wanted to take over the leadership spot, but only when her father died. And a cyclops lives for a long time, something she will inherit, though that does not mean he can't die or anything. Until that day comes though, she is off doing her own thing. And during this time on her own, she came across a group of bandits named the Crystal Vipers. Her natural ability to work with metals and pick out valuables allowed her to join them.
Crush: N/A
Spouse/ GF/BG: N/A
Family: Amara Layn (mother) and Rhagan (father)
Other: N/A
SN: Smokey Feather
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Bisexual
Venom
Feeling a bit venomous
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Post by Venom on Dec 13, 2018 23:15:15 GMT -5
Still cautious,Samfuin kept his distance but calmed slightly,his body becoming less tense."I do not know what I seek..."He started,ignoring the comment on his herd.It wasn't his place to reveal them.It seemed safe enough...this creature,for the moment anyways."Why? Is there somewhere I should be?"He finished,watching them carefully,his tail swishing back and forth.It was true,he really didn't have any plans at the moment,he was just letting his hooves guide him. Tiriaq stood a moment,watching the noble a few more moments,starting from his reverie when movement from her caught his attention.Noting her wave and her retreat into the marketplace,Tiriaq nodded to his drummer who was still collecting coins,and lept down lightly from the stage into the crowd.Nodding awkwardly at the people who remained and offered up acknowledgement of his dance,he made his way through the crowd in the direction the woman had gone.Not really sure why he was following her,he kept it up anyways,soon catching sight of her just ahead of him."Er...excuse me?"He called out when he was just behind her,staring awkwardly at his hands,not wanting to make eye contact,despite being rather curious about her appearance. Anthia turned around and faced the young man with her smile slightly growing, "Yes?" She raised an eyebrow at how he looked down at his hands. She thought it was rather curious at how he did so, "Why are you looking down? Look into my eyes, staring down is disrespectful.." Her voice coming out light and airy. She moved her hands slightly just in case the young man was going to attack her, her gauntlets at the ready, "I liked your dance, it was pretty.."
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Post by AshLightning on Dec 14, 2018 3:53:51 GMT -5
Jay nodded slowly as he listened to his advisor and he smiled. He too thanked Slade for his wide and dutiful service and wished the man good luck. He made a mental note to send out a messenger to Slade’s homeland later I’d Slade didn’t already. He then turned back to Luna and kissed her head before leading her away again.
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Jay was now in his wolf form, and was trottinggthtouh the castle to make his way to his wife-mate, claws clicking on the stone floors of the castle. Even in this form everyone cleared out of his way, as they knew this wolf was still their king. Jay took a deep inhale, found his wife’s scent, and smiled when he realized she was already in the garden. He suddenly took off at speed and ran towards the garden, bounding across it and soon coming up to Luna. He growled happily and nosed her head lovingly and licked her repeatedly. “Hi, love.” He woofed to her softly.
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