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| Firefall |
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Posted by: Calliope - 03-29-2018, 10:28 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Name: Cassandra
Nicknames: Cass, Cassie, Firefall
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Species: Gryphon
Abilities: Nature magic (Fire-aligned), fast running and flying
Appearance: With the hindquarters of a cheetah and the forequarters of hoopoe, Firefall may not present the most majestic face, but she’s definitely built for speed - lithe and streamlined, coming to a whopping three and three-quarters in height.
Personality: Firefall is relentlessly inquisitive - part of her reason for roosting on Ifaisteio Volcano was to study it and how it worked. She is also rather reckless and hot-headed, rushing into situations without properly thinking them through more often than not.
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| Kerberos |
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Posted by: Andromeda - 03-29-2018, 10:14 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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BASIC
Name: Kerberos
Nicknames: Ker, War demon, Hellspawn, Sunchild
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Species: Dragon
Relations: TBA
PERSONALITY
Solider. He is a solider. It is the only thing he's ever known. He doesn't know how not to be a solider. He will give his lie for his country and that is just what he did.
Loyal. He is loyal. He never stopped being loyal even if it caused him great emotional pain and made him want to run. He never ran. He was loyal and did what he was ordered to do. Even when he knew it would cost him the ultimate price.
Blood-thirsty. Ker is blood thirsty and loves a good fight. He had those all his life and it is how he shows pain, anger and how he vents all his emotions.
APPEARANCE
Kerberos was a large old beast at seventeen feet at the shoulder, covered primarily by blood-red scales with his underbelly and legs protected by black, chitinous plating. His back and tail were festooned with deadly spikes and glowing crimson markings, with an almost bladed tail-tip; his head was a war machine, containing a mouth filled with oversharpened teeth and framed by four protruding, ridged horns, red eyes glaring out from the black sclera. The tip of each toe contained a wickedly-curved talon, more than capable of turning an unsuspecting mortal to ribbons.
Has energy like wings where his old wings use to be before his death.
Ker's human form is a dark tall 6'7" man with blood red hair. His hair has a seemingly dark sheen as if the blood was soaked permantely into his hair. it goes to about his hips in length and he is very broad shouldered with narrow hips. His eyes are silver and slitted.
ABILITIES
Fire. Like most dragons ge can breath fire. He is actually really adapt at fire and being what he terms a solar dragon, he can breath fire for a long time plus control the heat of his fame.
Gravity magic. The ability to alter the gravity in the area around him. Unlike his family, he doesn't control points of an area, but does area affects. His magic is meant to be anit-army with how he tries to affect multiple people in a battle and not just a one.
Light. He has some use of light magic, but it isn't as strong as his fire, but has grown over the time.
Melee fighting. Despite being a dragon he is very good at fighting in human form with multiply weapons. He spent most of his life fighting and if not fighting, sleeping and training. He made sure he lacked nothing in the art of war making it both his master, and his speciality.
PAGE: http://tropaion.altervista.org/Ren/Kerberos.html
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| March/April Newsletter |
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Posted by: Andromeda - 03-29-2018, 08:56 PM - Forum: Updates and News
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<h3><div class="h3-underline">News and Updates</div></h3>
Sorry it's been a while guys! Life hasn't been too friendly to any of us, but we are still here for you as always! Now lets roll out those updates!!!!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">Plot!</div></h3>
The plot will be moving forward!! However time will not change! That is due to the fact rifts have been opening up across Antarsia and creatures that were once dead are coming back to life! You can read more about that happening HERE.
Just know none of these characters will have any memory of the afterlife. ; ) But feel free to use this to adopt out characters and help bond with more roleplayers!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Species</div></h3>
There is a new species on site! It is called the Sandrian! Thank you to our fellow Aqua for making these species for us! You can find them HERE.
<h3><div class="h3-underline">Divine Truffles and Sinful Chocolates</div></h3>
YES WE FINALLY DID IT! ROMA UPLOADED THE DESCRIPTION OF THEM! They can now be found HERE.
These are long over due, and I hope they will help you guys to learn what other options there are for species. Note: Just because it says demon and angel don't be afraid to stir the pot and give it to something else. Who knows what could happen! Think outside the box.  Love you all!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Legend, Curse, and Shop item!</div></h3>
The Reapers have entered the battle field as well! This isn't a new concept, but is now available for the public to read and even make one if they wish. These creatures have defied death itself and live on as more then a spirit, but less then flesh.
CURSE HERE.
LEGEND HERE.
<h3><div class="h3-underline">Antarsia is at war!</div></h3>
With the return of the dead, and with the rumors of the tragic condition of the Prince of Light, opportunistic demons began probing the Light Kingdom's border. Now, under the direction of the Reaper of Death, the demons have struck at a small town on the border. It is no longer raids and scouting runs. War has come again.
Welcome everyone, to the first Antarsia War. This will be a major event over the course of the next three real months. Everyone is freely welcome to participate in any way they see fit, fighting for either side or none at all. The conflict will be focused on the area of the map that is marked in this post. If you want to join in, all you have to do is make a thread with [War] in the name. Make sure to note where you are. Also this war is only in KATAKARTHIA
Every two weeks, a summary of events that have happened thus far will be listed, and the overall map will be updated to reflect the changing battlefield. At the end of the three month period, the new situation will be recorded.
As a note: The summary of events may not reflect the happenings in individual threads perfectly. (Example: Angels PCs could fight to hold a city, but actions elsewhere could doom the city regardless.) This is because the battlefield is large and complex. Have no fear, though, the action of your characters will shape this event!
The map for the event~
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<h3><div class="h3-underline">Suggestions!</div></h3>
Staff has been working on trying to bring what members would like to see most to the site. If you have any suggestions for a new species, a new item, or any other type of suggestion, feel free to post in SUGGESTIONS or message a staff member!
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| Bringing People back to Life |
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Posted by: Andromeda - 03-29-2018, 08:49 PM - Forum: Waiting for Approval
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Three Oracles have died, all of them originating from Life herself. Rifts have begun to open as the Vikta from those three have begun to flow out into the open. The circle normally upheld by the balance of life and death, broken, unhinged by a force not even the dark gods could have foreseen.
These rifts that opened were created by the unusual surge of Vitka that had been channeled by one force. A force that remains unnamed, and unknown even to the gods. They set out to do the impossible. And that has been accomplished, the dead are rising from all across the world, and from all timespans. Soldiers that died in battle, mothers that died in childbirth, even children from starvation all have begun to rise. Their bodies restored by the gift of flowing Vikta from the deceased Life oracles.
Note for this section of the plot each member is allowed to bring back one free character. It can be someone related to a current character of yours or one that has nothing to do with anything and just someone you want to get involved with. These characters may not exactly remember how they died. Please fill out the form below so staff know which of these characters are free and do not need a purchase from the shop. If you want to bring back more than one, then you must pay the 9,500 Gold fee to buy the Life’s Tear for any additional ones after the first.
**Note: If you had a character die as a plot point you are allowed two free. One for the character you let us kill, and one free. To redeem the second, staff must have approved using the character for a plot point first.
Only real rule: You are not allowed to use this to create a first generation without specific staff permission. Staff doesn’t really want to see first generations on the site as they were known to be too powerful as the gods’ original creation.
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| Corec |
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Posted by: Corec - 03-20-2018, 05:42 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Corec
Nicknames: Sand Strider
Age: 150
Gender: Male
Species: Kelahati
Abilities: - Racial Wild Magic & Shapeshifting (Jackal)
- Earth Magic (Sand) - Manipulation of the movement of sand as well as sensing vibrations through the sand.
- Air Magic - Manipulation of air currents and speed.
Appearance: http://i63.tinypic.com/2vv3reo.jpg- Height: Anthro - 6'7", Jackal - 20"
- Build: Muscular.
- Anthro: Wide paws for feet to improve ability to walk on sand or other shifting solid material. Pads help avoid the heat from the sands burning his feet.
Personality: He is a laid back person when not working liking to relax and enjoy things, especially foods and particularly various ways to prepare meats. He'll joke around with people and even laugh at jokes made at his expense. All of this changes when he is working though, becoming a rather serious person as soon as he starts his job guiding people through the shifting sands are of western Sleibte. He can be irritable with people who disregard his advice and policies when escorting groups through or across this expanse of largely unpredictable terrain.
History: Growing up he would travel with various caravans travelling between Redstone Keep and Oslark City and rarely to either Lithrina's or Elenia's shrines to trade or deliver goods and supplies. Through the numerous trips he learned to read the weather in the shifting sands, feeling the directions of the wind, reading the shifting of sands, even picking up on the scent of sandstorms on the wind. To him they smell like hot sand and salt water thanks to the winds coming off the waters on the southern boarder of the shifting sands.
A necessity of this kind of life was learning to defend himself in order to defend the caravans picking up the use of a spear over time focusing on training each time he got back to Redstone Keep. His elemental magics were being used at a instinctual level for decades before he became aware of them thanks to a client he was escorting informing him of it after they had reached their destination. He took a break from his job of being a guide and traveled to the east to visit Yfarsel City where the practice of magic flourishes thanks to its history in the formation of the city. He sought out mages who shared at least one of his elemental affinities to help him gain at least some basic understanding of his magic to build on. He spent a full year in Yfarsel before feeling confident enough to travel back to Redstone Keep and find work guiding caravans again. Each trip across the sands has allowed him to practice his magics and strengthen them over time even learning to create small localized sandstorms to use when fighting larger groups of opponents.
Roleplay Sample: The winds were sweeping across the sands from the south west right now carrying the scent of the ocean with them making the heat more humid. His ears would twitch and turn now and again as he picked up sounds in the distance the problem was discerning which ones were real and which were created by the wind passing through or around objects in the desert. It wasn't uncommon to hear phantom sounds in the desert, it was worse at night when the chill would set in and sound would carry farther allowing the original sound to be distorted and last longer. The wide spread paws that were his feet in his anthromorph form allowed him to move surely across the hot sands keen eyes looking for movement in the distance. He wasn't out here escorting people but instead had been hired to locate and hopefully bring back a caravan that had disappeared in the area having opted to not spend the coin on a guide. He would stop every so often to let the sands tell him if there was anything moving near him. The landscape while barren still offered plenty of places to hide from sight and those who became lost would seek out places that offered shade during the day and protection during the night. The spear he carried with him was strapped to his back to cut back on tiring out his arms. Hopefully this would turn out better than some of the others he had been sent to search for in the past, it was never fun or enjoyable to find the sand covered remains of a caravan and the people running it. Deserts were dangerous places to begin with but the higher frequency of sandstorms that this particular desert was known for made this one more dangerous.
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| Darius Anderson |
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Posted by: Handyman - 03-10-2018, 07:23 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Darius Anderson
Nicknames: N/A
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Abilities: Sorcery: Darius is well versed in the arcane arts as a fairly adept sorcerer. His main focus as an arcane caster are teleportation magics that allow doth short and long distance movement. Furthermore, he wields raw arcane magic fairly well offensively and defensibly, but usually chooses to use his other skills in place of attack with raw magical force. When accessing his arcane powers, Darius' aura manifests as a deep red.
Pyromancy: Like many human mages, Darius focused is study of elemental magic on control over the creation and manipulation of fire in honor of his god, Jackroth. When using offensive magics, this is his go-to for pushing back enemies and showing the true extent of his magical might. This is by far the area of magic that he is most skilled in, having coupled his natural affinity to it with study and practice for years.
Greatswords: Thanks to the training he received from his father as a boy and his younger years spent as a member of a mercenary company, Darius has become quite proficient at wielding greatswords in battle. Though he is more comfortable simply fighting with magic, he knows the use of a good blade in his hands, and is quick to show off his skill should the need arise.
Athletic: Darius, though he has spent much of his life focusing on magic, never let himself get out of shape. He take pride in his fitness and is stronger than the average man of his age. He is able to run long distances and the heavy armor he wears isn't too much of a hindrance in battle thanks to his physique.
Appearance: Darius stands 6'2" tall and strong. His body is muscular and scarred from his years as a mercenary, and he has not allowed that physique to wane in his years of study. He has light brown hair that falls down just to the base of his neck and has some stubble on his face, though he tries to remain clean shaven. His jawline is strong liek the rest of his body, and his eyes are a deep, piercing blue with flecks of yellow.
Darius standard armor is a red-steel set of scale mail that is complimented by large spiked pauldrons and a metal breast plate that offers him a lot of protection. He also wears a dark red hooded cloak with this armor, though the hood does not usually remain up if he begins fighting. His greatsword is always sheathed on his back if he feels the need to wear his armor. When not in his armor, Darius wears whatever is clean. This often consists of dark cotton pants and a loose fitting, white cotton shirt. In either form of attire, his holy symbol of Jackroth remains around his neck.
Personality: Inquisitive: Despite his brutish exterior, Darius is always searching for more knowledge. Upon discovering the true power of magic and deciding to take up learning how to wield it effectively, Darius discovered just how little he understood about the world as a whole. Since then, he is always looking for new things to learn, whether that be through adventure, or simply reading.
Adventurous: Ever since he was in a mercenary company from a young age, Darius has enjoyed the life of adventure. That wanderlust never left him, even when he turned to studies for a time in his life. But eventually, he could take it no longer and returned into the world, journeying from ton to town looking for ways to help people and make a little coin on the side. Every time he arrives ina new city he enjoys taking in the sights and seeing what it has to offer, hoping that it will be the start of his next great adventure.
Focused: Despite his love for adventure and the unknown, Darius is very much a goal-oriented individual. When a task is set before him, he tends to forgo humor and slow moving tactics, instead choosing to move straight toward his goal. This can cause him to come off as gruff and stern to those who do not know him well, but it generally gets the job done quickly. When in combat he acts similarly, opting to destroy his targets through raw power rather than tactically outmaneuver them. This can be a weakness as well though, since he leaves himself open to more deceptive strategies.
Soft-hearted: Darius has a heart for the down-trodden. No matter how gruff he may appear, he has a soft spot for those in need and will do everything in his power to help them when they ask for it. He is also a bit of a romantic and a flirt, though he rarely lets that show to anyone unless he is either very comfortable with the person he is dealing with, or drunk.
History: Darius spent his teenage years on a mercenary company that his father joined up with to make some money. As he grew in the culture of the group, it naturally led him to become a member of them as well.He spent many years with them, travelling around Sleibte wherever there was coin and work to be had. After a number of years in that life, and witnessing the death of his father at the hands of a werewolf, which Darius proceeded to kill with a gout of magically flames he conjured in his rage, Darius stayed with the group for a while before eventually choosing to leave them to do to Yfrelo City where he took up a more in depth study of magic. He would leave the city from time to time in order to practice what he had learned and to make some money, but he never wandered very far, always returned home to his studies. During these years, he continued to hone his body and mind mind, becoming a powerful sorcerer and pyromancer. Eventually, satisfied with his level of training and feeling his wanderlust calling to him once again, Darius sold his home and set out to be an adventurer once more. Life on the road has treated him well, though it has not been without its fair share of danger. He always pushing forward, looking for tat ext hint of adventure, and excited to see what lies ahead.
Roleplay Sample: It was a sunny day, thankfully. As much as he liked the rain when he was spending the day indoors, the sun was appreciated on days that involved a great deal of travel. Today was one of those days. He rode on the back of the horse he had bought in the previous town he had stopped over in; a brown steed that was young enough to deal with his heavy equipment. But he rode in only his regular travelling clothes which consisted of a simple tunic, pants, and boots. Once again, he was thankful that this was the weather on his travelling day, because if he had been forced to wear his armor, he knew he would have been sweating like crazy by now. Saying a silent prayer of thanks to Jackroth, the man pushed onward, hoping to see something out of the ordinary to break apart the somewhat tedious nature of travel.
Luckily for him, his hopes were answered in the sight of a covered wagon that was pulled off to the side of the road up ahead of him. From what he could see, there was nothing wrong with the state of the wagon, so he could not fathom why it would be stopped like that. Perhaps it was as simple as a washroom break, or perhaps it was something different. Either way, Darius was just happy for the distraction. That happiness soon faded, however, as he came up next to the stopped wagon and saw what was in front of it. The horse that had once pulled the wagon lay dead on the ground in front of it, blood pooled around the carcass that already had flies buzzing around it. Next to the horse was a man, probably in his mid- to late-fifties, human by all appearances. He was holding his gut which appeared to be bleeding. Wasting no time, Darius leapt from his horse and ran up to the man, kneeling down beside him as he spoke to him in hushed words laced with urgency. "You're going to be alright. Now let's see if I can stop this bleeding." Pulling bandages from his back, Darius began to attempt to pull the man's shirt open to cover the wound.
It was then that he noticed three things that told him something was wrong. First, the man that he was trying to help did not seem to resist or assist the sorcerer's movements at all. In fact, he appeared to be completely limp and perhaps even dead. Second, he heard the sound of the wagon's cover flutter in the wind, but there had been no breeze all day long, and he certainly didn't feel one. Third, he could have sworn he heard the should of a crossbow being loaded behind him. Curse me and my heard for damn heart.
He spun around just as soon as the crossbow bolt was fired at him. It never reached him though, because as he spun he quickly conjured an arcane barrier, the red hue of his aura forming a protective half-orb in front of him as the bolt shattered against it. It was then he was able to take in the sight of three people of varying races, one with a crossbow and the other two with short swords drawn. The one with the crossbow spoke up first, "Seems like we caught ourselves a wizard boys. Alright wizard! Get on your knees and we'll just take your coin instead of your life." It was all Darius could do not to smirk as he slowly raised his hands. These poor sods had no idea who they were up against. "Alright, alright," Darius said calmly, slowly raising his hands until they were just above his head. before glancing up and locking eyes with the one who had spoken, "You should have just left me alone." With those few words, a torrent of flame leaped from Darius' hands without warning, engulfing the trio of ruffians that would soon be one pile of ash.
Well, at least it was an exciting diversion...
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Posted by: Pikku - 03-08-2018, 01:36 AM - Forum: Katakarthia
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<b>Thread Status:</b>Closed
<b>Players involved:</b> Andromeda, Pikku
<b>Characters involved:</b> Kaede(Pikku) & Olympias(Andromeda)
<b>Setting:</b> A Quiet Tavern, on a worn road-- a common place to whet your whistle.
<b>Time:</b> Current, Evening
<b>Weather:</b> A storm from the west is passing through, Drenching outside, and leading to those who can, to seek shelter.
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This Inn was, for the most part, just a place you'd stop for the night. The Innkeeper knew it, just as his father before him knew it, and his father before him. It didn't try to be fancy, or try to wow. It offered a comfortable bed, Warm food, and a decent place for the infrequent-but-common-enough storms that rolled through. One such storm was raging right now, adding a pattering of rain on the windows, and a dull roar of it on the roof, in addition to the quiet murmurs in the tavern. A Stage for performers looking to pad their coin purses a little bit more was on the far wall, set to where anyone could see if they walked in.
It was this very stage Kaede found himself on tonight. Not many heads turned to the fox as he walked on stage-- many were busy nursing their drinks, or would barely register the music that anyone could play.
Kaede hoped to change their minds.
He Snapped his fingers, and-- almost out of nowhere, music started playing. A song with a definite beat, and one he started dancing too-- waving and moving around, literally painting a picture. Those with the power to see through illusions-- they would know this is but another illusion from the fox, of course. But, for those who could not, in an instant they were taken from the inn to a world of wonder, excitement, and action. Of Daring feats of love and lust, of intrigue and mystery, passion and cold calculations. And, with subtle nods of other magic, they could almost feel it-- the breeze from a hit almost given, the scattering of leaves in a mad dash for survival.
And, with the final climax, the picture died away, leaving an audience that was stunned for just a moment longer, before they broke into applause, and a bow from himself.
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| Kaede |
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Posted by: Pikku - 03-03-2018, 02:56 AM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Kaede
Nicknames: "Dancer of the falling leaves" (On-stage title),
Age: 748 years old
Gender: Male
Species: Kitsune
Abilities:
- Illusion magic -
Unlike his younger brother, Hiro, who didn't bother, or his older brother, Sora, who uses it to hide, Kaede uses his illusion magic to weave a show of delight and wonder, where even the most simple wooden stage becomes a grand forest, and-- should you see a show, you'd almost swear you felt the wind blow with it. (though, that's because of his Air magic.)
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His original elemental magic affinity, Kaede uses his wind magic to enhance his shows, bridging the gap from pure illusion to believable magic. Outside of his shows, however, he doesn't use it much, except for minor dramatic flair.
- Earth Magic -
Learned on a dare to improve his act, a magic that now adds to his title of Dancer under the fallen leaves. He uses this to aid in his shows, from creating blossoms and scattering the petals, to having the autumn leaves dance around the stage, in a whirl of wind. This is the only magic he has also learned to use in the rare circumstance that combat happens, for him-- he can create a wall to separate himself from his foes, and make a retreat.
- Knife play -
While far from a knife nut, Kaede knows how to handle a dagger-- another skill he learned to enhance his shows. he uses them to juggle in some shows, or to toss them at targets too, all to wow and excite the crowd. He's certainly nimble enough to use them, though, if no other thing will work.
Appearance:
Kaede looks a lot like his brothers, That much is for certain. He shares their same silvery-grey hair, same tails behind him, even the same number as his older brother. His eyes, however, are different, being a soft brown. He commonly goes out and about in his dancing costume, full of tassels and flowing clothes, easy to move in, and shows just the right amount of skin to show off.
Personality:
Kaede, in a word, is a flirt. His goal is to have everyone have a good time and put up their worries, and sometimes that means... unwinding. He is, however, serious about his shows, and tries his hardest to weave a good story. He cannot also resist an audience, even if it means making an impromptu show. However, his... other exploits have managed to get him in trouble. Usually by not asking for marital status when asking someone if they'd like to go to an "after-show private session." Even then, his first response to a thing like that is asking them if they'd like to join in!
History:
Growing up at the same village that Hiro and Sora did, Kaede started by learning dance and song from others in the village, quickly coming under the tutelage of another Kitsune who taught him the intricacies of Dancing with illusions, and weaving a tale with it. After that, and when he was old enough to go out, he did just that, earning coin as a dancer for inns and the like. Soon enough, he learned more tricks, including Earth magic, and soon became a minor celebrity.
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| Tavern Life |
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Posted by: Aquarius - 02-21-2018, 12:20 AM - Forum: Xira
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<b>Thread Status:</b>closed
<b>Players involved:</b> Aquarius and Horvat
<b>Characters involved:</b> Auxina and Drustan
<b>Setting:</b> Xira > Prerio City
<b>Time:</b> current, night time
<b>Weather:</b> It's a cool night, with cloudy skies, it'll begin to rain soon as the clouds become more darker.
Auxina's wings soared the night as she was preferably a nocturnal creature but she is able to progress throughout the day time as well due to her human and bat genetics. She'd be attired with her casual wear with an average size black cloak she wore for playful dramatic effect. She skipped throughout the great city as she previously flown through, she saw many stores that were closed so as she grew hungry she stompped her feet with furious emotion. She wandered throughout the city until she made it to this tavern that was clearly open due to the lights, she would then skip over to the door knocking on it as she has been anxiously in need for some food and a home.
Her last adventure wasn't as planned as she has yet again used her future vision which upsetted her and she also came face to face with many dragons along her journey though she didn't really have much of a home just yet. Their were times where she started to think back to the parents whom abandoned her in which then she normally crumbles her fist transitioning to angery states a few times.
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